{lowercase intended}
craving // a powerful desire for something.
"you know what i crave the most yeonjun?
"w-what?"
"you."
in which two boys crave for each other's love to fill their emptiness.
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"the sensation of going pit-a-pat, my heart is a mayhem...but i love it."-crown (txt)
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"this is my home...for now at least..." yeonjun chuckled as soobin looked around, eyes wide with interest.
"its not much, but get comfy i guess..." the older rubbed the back of his neck shyly.
"its...cozy." soobin turned around and smiled adorably at yeonjun, before continuing to look around the house.
"whats this?" soobin curiously asked, holding up a framed photo with what appears to be yeonjun and his family.
"nothing haha..." yeonjun replied, quickly removing the item from soobin's hands.
"lets get started shall we?" soobin enthusiastically clapped his hands, sitting down on the couch before brainstorming some ideas.
the taller male unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt and loosened his tie, throwing his head back slightly, releasing a sigh.
yeonjun's mouth was wide open, what is this guy trying to do-
all of a sudden soobin reached forward, face inches away from yeonjun's, undoing his top buttons, and slowly pulling his tie, loosening it.
"there." he smiled at the older male, who was frozen, not even daring to breathe.
"does that feel better?" soobin innocently tilted his head, a seductive look flashing in his eyes, but only momentarily. thankfully, yeonjun didn't notice.
the younger rolled up his sleeves, running a hand through his hair, tongue poking out to smoothen his chapped lips.
yeonjun was losing it.
soobin chuckled darkly, amused at the older's flustered behaviour.
"okay i'll get started on the first half of the slides, you can brainstorm and research." soobin assigned roles, not noticing that him leaning even the slightest bit forward flustered poor yeonjun.
yeonjun stared at soobin's defined chest and masculine wrists. he looked so wrecked right now...like he just had a makeout-
"yeonjun? can you hear me?" soobin questioned, snapping yeonjun out of his trance.
"oh s-sorry what were you saying?" he questioned, biting down on his lips as he tried his best to fight looking down at soobin's skin.
"if you want to, i can go a bit further into it."
yeonjun choked.
"like in more detail." soobin smirked.
all of a sudden, a knock was heard at the door.
"choi yeonjun!" a masculine voice yelled, and the poor boy rushed to open the door.
the man shoved past the door and grabbed him by the collar shoving papers into his face.
"look here punk, you have exactly two days to pay your overdue rent, or else i will gladly kick you out." the man spoke intimidatingly, poking yeonjun's shoulder with every word.
"i understand s-sir." yeonjun replied, looking down at the floor, ashamed that soobin just witnessed him in such a vulnerable state.
soobin gritted his teeth before cutting in between the two.
"soobin no-"
the taller pressed his index finger against the blue-haired man's lips, gently shushing him.
yeonjun blushed. soobin's fingers on his lips...?
the taller male stood in front of yeonjun protectively, squeezing the older's hands softly.
"look sir, i perfectly understand your anger right now. however, if you use violence against him, and harass him to this extent, who's truly at fault?"
the male opened his mouth to contradict soobin's question, but closed it, looking like a goldfish as he stared at the tall male.
"now, i suggest you leave yeonjun's home right now, before i file a case against you." soobin darkly uttered, as the man immediately turned around, dashing out of the house.
soobin's angry gaze immediately softened at the sound of yeonjun whimpering like a sad puppy.
he immediately grabbed the frail boy and hugged him tightly, placing the older's head against his chest.
"shhh...its okay yeonjun..." he played with the blue-haired boy's hair as his whimpers started to come to a stop.
yeonjun gripped onto soobin's shirt, a strangled cry in his throat, and the taller felt confused.
why was he so upset at something like this?
"where am i g-going to go now soobin? n-nobody wants me, i'm just a hindrance." yeonjun sobbed, fisting soobin's shirt, continuing to cry.
soobin pulled himself away from the hug, cupping the older's face in his hands, softly wiping his tears away.
his eyes softened at yeonjun's swollen ones.
"you're broken." soobin uttered, as he felt tears form in his once bright eyes.
yeonjun bit down on his lips, feeling ashamed that he just cried in front of a guy he met just two days ago. soobin knows now. soobin knows how broken he is, and soobin is going to leave just like everyone else-
"i'm not going anywhere yeonjun." soobin spoke, as if he read the older's mind.
"this is a b-bit soon because we met just over two days ago, but...i-if you want..." soobin mumbled...
"you can stay over at my place."
yeonjun's eyes widened.
"how much would i need to pay?" yeonjun looked up expectantly.
'please be under $300, thats all i can afford.' yeonjun thought to himself.
"not a single penny." soobin smiled down at yeonjun, who buried his face in the taller male's chest once again.
