예술. binwoo.

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thursday, 2017/8/3; 6:54am

moonbin awoke to the feeling of warm breath against his neck, and soft hair on his chin. he smiled, pulling the small boy further into his chest, leaning down to kiss his hair. eunwoo stirred, cracking his world-famous eye smile and stretching.

"mornin' baby boy," moonbin whispered, his voice deep from just waking up. eunwoo shifted around in his arms, sitting up lazily blinking at him, turning his head to where his phone lay on the bedside table, pulling it off the charger and immediately went back to the warmth of moonbin's arms.

"baby, i have to get up," eunwoo looked up at him, a small pout on his lips. "i'm sorry love, i have work."

"do you have to go? why can't you stay here with me?" eunwoo whined, not wanting his boyfriend to leave him alone.

"don't you need to finish that painting today, love? you won't miss me." eunwoo frowned at him, a small pout on his lips as he looked at moonbin.

"you always have to work, it feels like i never get to spend time with you anymore. i miss you." eunwoo whispered, pout still visible on his lips. he felt a pair of big, warm hands on his cheeks; wiping away the small tear that was forming in the corner of his eye. eunwoo felt lips on his, soft and gentle movements causing him to melt into moonbin's hands.

"i'm sorry baby, but we gotta pay the bills somehow. i'll make it up to you when i get home, i promise."