WONTAEK DRABBLES.

(47) No Scars to your Beautiful.

I'm kind of upset and sad because no one asked questions! Please ask, sweet Kittens, I'm open to anything!
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Taekwoon was generally a soft spoken person. He was shy and often avoided any forms of large crowds or social interactions. Although it was at times a little confusing, Wonshik accepted and understod Taekwoon's fawn like personality.

What kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn't accept Taekwoon for who he was? In fact, Taekwoon's shyness was what attracted Wonshik to him in the first place. The way his cheeks dusted pink for any compliment was absolutely adorable and his soft personality was pure and sincere.

However, they had been boyfriends for nearly two years and Taekwoon still hadn't worked up the courage to say three precious words all couples say

"I love you..."

Words that were said by Wonshik often. He adored the soft blush that dusted on Taekwoon's cheeks each time he said it. Taekwoon would look at him, his eyes wide, lips parted in a adorable "O" and hide his red face in Wonshik's chest, giggling softly.

However, there were times Taekwoon's reaction was different from the usual blushing. He would stiffen and look nearly traumatized. Sometimes he would start crying. But he recovered quickly and flash Wonshik a small smile.

Wonshik hated it. He absolutely hated it when he upset Taekwoon. He hated that forced smile on Taekwoon's lips.

It was a smile that never reached his eyes.

Wonshik knew that those three words were especially hard for Taekwoon to convey, but he never doubted Taekwoon once. He knew the other loved him dearly just as much as he loved him.

The latter tended to show his affection in a physical rather than a verbal manner. Things like a quick peck to Wonshik's cheek or holding his hand were given and it was enough to have Wonshik feel content and warm.

It was hard, but Wonshik understood.

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Wonshik rolled over to face his boyfriend, who was still asleep peacefully, curled up against Wonshik.

Taekwoon's cheeks were flushed from sleep, the sunlight's warmth illuminating his soft beauty. His long lashes brushed against his cheeks, velvet black hair falling across his eyes.

Wonshik gathered him in his arms, pressing a small kiss on his forehead, which caused Taekwoon to stir and open his eyes to sleepily gaze at the latter.

"Good morning, beautiful..." Wonshik greeted softly, stroking Taekwoon's cheek.

Taekwoon smiled back sleepily, burying his face in Wonshik's neck, a pleased hum escaping his lips as he settled down again.

"I love you so much..." Wonshik murmured sweetly, holding the bundle of love close to him.

The male felt Taekwoon momentarily stiffen against him, before calming down, fingers shakily tightening it's hold on Wonshik's shirt.

Wonshik drew soothing circles on Taekwoon's hip, hushing him to calm the latter.

Taekwoon breathed out shakily, his breath stuttered and shallow. He worked up the courage to look up at Wonshik and the moment he made eye contact with the other, tears started spilling from his eyes.

"Aigoo, muffin... C'mere..." Wonshik cooed, letting the latter bury himself in Wonshik's chest as he cried, shoulders heaving as his body trembled.