{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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"feelings that cannot be explained in words, in feel like walking over the clouds."
-fairy of shampoo (txt)
☾
"so i guess this is our home now." soobin chuckled, before helping the older unpack.
"i'm sorry if i caused you any trouble, it's barely been four days since we met and-"
"no. just stop yeonjun. i love having you around." soobin whispered, eyes glistening under the light of the moon.
yeonjun's entire face blossomed into a dark shade of red.
'thank god he can't see me blush, it's night.' yeonjun thought to himself.
soobin reached out and placed the back of his hand against yeonjun's cheek, slightly making out his facial features in the midst of the night.
"you're blushing junnie." he chuckled sleepily, and yeonjun stared into soobin's eyes.
"j-junnie?" his ears perked up.
"yes you, you're my junnie." soobin grinned like a baby, hand slightly caressing the shorter's hot cheek.
"o-oh..."
"do you not like it?" soobin's smile dropped, and yeonjun panicked, waving his hands.
"n-no that's not what i meant...its just...i've never been treated like this before, i like it...please keep calling me that..." yeonjun confessed, looking down on the floor.
soobin placed his hands delicately on yeonjun's chin, tilting it up slightly to meet his eye level.
"let's go to sleep," he spoke, before smiling and leading him to his bedroom.
☾ one week later ☾
"look down you little bi***" jaejin slapped yeonjun's cheek slightly, pinning him against the wall.
the blue-haired boy whimpered, doing as he was told.
"look at you, all brand new to the school but so pathetic." he poked his shoulder.
"disgusting." he poked it again.
"ugly." he poked it again.
"and an orphan." he snickered wickedly, before undoing the buttons of yeonjun's shirt.
"get away from him you sick motherf***er!" a familiar voice yelled out, and jaejin immediately stepped back.
