stereotypes ; hyungwonho

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" oh, i'm so sorry!! " the boy squirmed.

" dude, it's okay, it's really crowded today " the other replied.

6;56 am and the trains were running a couple of minutes behind.

there was an influx of people today; so, the carriages were packed.

" sit here with me, you won't get pushed " the second boy rushed the other into a more spacey corner, the first holding tightly onto his sweater.

" wonho ",

" what? "

" my name's wonho " the second boy smiled happily.

" oh, yeah, i'm sorry " the first spluttered, " i'm hyungwon, " he replied. but since it was so crowded, and so loud, wonho had to lean in a little closer to the latter's face, " sorry, i didn't catch that, could you tell me it again? "

they were inches away from each other, and the latter was able to hear each others' breath and warmth, and giggled anxiously to try and deal with the proximity.

" hyungwon. " he finally replied

" so, where are you headin', hyungwon? " wonho leaned back now they could hear a bit better, " school. "
" heh, same, but i don't think i've seen you before? " wonho quizzed.

" i go to an art school "
" oh, heck i'm sorry !! " hyunhwon scratched his nape, completely dropping the convocation at hand, after he realised he was still holding onto the others' sweater.

speaking of, hyungwon finally took a moment to study the other boy.

he was quite tall, but smaller than himself, well-built, had black hair & had a general bad-boy aesthetic.

he smiled as he noticed the boys' eyes were on him completely.

he was gorgeous, really.