pellucid. + jhs.

shisan

"jae?"

"hm..?"

"can you describe me now?"

—jae slightly smiles.

"sure."

—she faces hoseok

"your name... it
tastes like
gold. pure gold."

"aww.. that's so sweet!"

"you are sweet."

"i'm so flattered!"

"your hands are
so...
light green."

"whoa— really?"

"yes."

—jae stares at hoseok's
smile.

"and your lips,
your smile,
they are like almost
every single note, tone, key—
everything.
from g sharp to d minor—
all beautiful...
in normal words...
music i've ever
seen."

—hoseok stares at her for awhile,
then smiles widely.

"thank you, jae. you really
are cream."

—maybe hoseok was unaware
of how red jae had become.