{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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"i thought you only existed in a fairytale, you approach me gently through a square screen, a fairy called you who came to me.
☾
soobin stared at his reflection in the mirror, fixing his shirt lightly before staring at his perfect fit.
'you've got this soobin, you've got-'
"soobin!" a familiar cute voice was heard as yeonjun's head popped out of the side of the doorway.
soobin chuckled, walking over to yeonjun and wrapping his arms around his waist.
the older hummed in satisfaction, kissing soobin's cheek softly.
the two stood there in silence, holding each other.
yeonjun parted, eyes twinkling with a slight playfulness.
"what is it?" soobin raised his eyebrow, slightly skeptical about what yeonjun was going to say.
"do my makeup." yeonjun's features melted into a wide eye smile, as soobin pecked his nose.
"i will, so stop being so cute." soobin pinched the older's cheek.
☾
yeonjun pursed his lips together, body trembling from trying to keep the laughter.
"why are you laughing?" soobin asked, pretending to be offended as he continued to dust the peach blush on yeonjun's round cheeks.
"it tickles okay!" the older retorted, bursting into laughter.
soobin stared at the younger for a few seconds before smiling at the angelic man with gentleness and pure admiration.
after a few swipes, the eyes were done, and soobin stepped back to examine his work.
"hmm...not bad." he commented, before puckering his lips.
yeonjun furrowed his brows, confused at the gesture. he leaned in and pecked the taller boy's lips, giggling as he pulled away.
this time, it was soobin's turn to be flustered. he blinked like a lost puppy, his entire face going red.
"not what i meant to ask you to do, but we can work with that." soobin winked as yeonjun froze, his gaze drifting to the small container of gloss in soobin's grasp.
