Although he could not confirm his suspicion, a lingering thought made him believe that by the others keen look and brisk touches, that it was himself that he liked.
Doubt still flourished, past packaging collaborations between Seungmin and other females leaving dents in his self-confidence. It could have been any of them, all as equally beautiful and brimming with appeal, Dirtied auburn, rustic caramel, tainted terracotta strands of hair, unique, different, Beautiful.
Dried out ebony, ashen roots making an appearance and constantly styled in a messy nest, basic. He was oh so basic, so why would it be him?
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Facemasks ┊ Seungjin [OLD]
FanficWhere Hyunjin crushes on the model for his favourite face mask brand. FELIXSDUALITY©