summer midnight

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the tanned boy can't sleep.

he was atop their house's roof, in an indian sit, and facing mark lee's house. all the lights were turned off, that if it weren't for the audi parked in their driveway, donghyuck would thought that noone's inside.

alas, the room opposite donghyuck's light turned on. the sliding window slid open, and out came a boy with blonde highlights in a gray sweatshirt and basketball shorts.

and something stirred in donghyuck's own shorts.

the boy on the other house climbed up their roof expertly, and settled on the roof's edge, lean legs dangling like a bait, and donghyuck's the prey who would gladly latched on it.

donghyuck whistled, a familiar tune the other boy loved to hear him sing.

mark lee smiled.

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