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+ MINSUWOONG ▎ HYACINTH.

(𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐄) 𝐇𝐘𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐇:
― 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠.
― 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜.
― 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢.

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❝ FATAL HYACINTH. ❞
minsuwoong // word count: 2,688.

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Suwoong could still remember the day that he first laid his eyes on Kim Minsu. His hair was dyed a soft lavender, he was dressed in a casual outfit that consisted of a baggy white t-shirt that was tucked into a pair of body hugging black skinny jeans, a pair of cheap sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose, and a cigarette hanging from his delicate lips. He looked like a model, and effortlessly so, as he very clearly wasn't trying to impress anyone. Minsu was the type to care very little for the opinions of others, -he was his own person, and as far as he was concerned, if someone didn't like him then that was a them problem.

He radiated the kind of confidence that Lee Suwoong wished he could have.

But Minsu was nothing but trouble, and in retrospect, Suwoong, without a doubt, had known that all along. Anyone who knew all the right things to say was bad news, because it was representative of the fact that they'd said those things a million times before. Suwoong, however, couldn't help but to fall for each and every one of those regurgitated love lines that Minsu consistently pulled out of his hat. Every word that fell from his rogue pink lips had been stolen from the mind of someone who'd come long before him. He was living on borrowed time and speaking with the tongue of another. Nonetheless, Suwoong dove in headfirst with his heart on his sleeve, foolishly believing that Minsu had any intention of keeping it safe.

Not that it was entirely any fault of his own. Minsu hadn't grown up in an environment that was rich or overflowing with love. In fact, it was much the opposite. He was the son of a man that was married to his work, leaving his actual marriage to be nothing more than a loveless affair that stemmed from a mistake made in their youths. His mother and father had gotten engaged for all the wrong reasons, or rather, for one wrong reason that proved to haunt them for the rest of their lives. His mother had fallen pregnant, and with her parents being very traditional and customary, her family had pressured her to get married in order to give their child a stable home.

And so they did, but heaven knows that Minsu certainly did not receive a stable home out of the deal. He was born into and raised in the dictionary definition of dysfunction, and he had no idea what it was like to truly love someone. He searched high and low for it, at the bottom of a bottle, in between the legs of random people, and even within the pages of a plethora of holy books. But none of that ever felt as good as Suwoong's strawberry kiss or his cotton touch. Nothing ever felt as satisfactory as hearing the younger boy's dulcet moans or watching his hickory eyes roll into the back of his head as he reached his bodily limits.

Lee Suwoong was different, but Minsu couldn't see that at the times that it truly counted.

They met in late July when the heat was sweltering and their hormones were completely out of sync. They explored one another's bodies, stripping down into nothing more than bare flesh under the moon's hefty glow, and Suwoong worshiped Minsu like a God. He was careful, precise in his movements, and he did just as he was told because the elder male always made it worth his while.

Suwoong remembered their first time like the back of his hand. He'd been nervous, incredibly so, because he was a virgin and had never even thought about having sex with anyone before Minsu came along. The younger boy was anxious, so much so that the fingertips he allowed to trail across Minsu's skin were shaking wildly. On the other hand, the soft lavender strands of hair that the elder male sported did not, at all, coincide with his rough approach to all things in life, including sex. He wasn't anywhere near as gentle as Suwoong expected him to be, but at the end of the night, they both enjoyed themselves and that was what the younger male thought truly mattered.