Their walk was not as cliche as books describe, their small feet didn't carry them through lively vegetation, pale fingers intertwining after brushing a few times. Hyunjin never had to offer the other his sodden poncho and neither of them shed forbidden tears.
In reality, seungmins thin fingers constantly tugged on the drawstrings of his oversized hoodie, the constant wishing of air, enveloping his minuscule body. They had to be careful for the cracked sidewalk, puddles forming on the ashen concrete and white sneakers turning a murky grey.
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Facemasks ┊ Seungjin [OLD]
FanficWhere Hyunjin crushes on the model for his favourite face mask brand. FELIXSDUALITY©