Wednesday - Junbob

Wednesday - Junbob

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"JIWON! JIWON, OH MY GOD, WE-" And instead of yelling with him, Jiwon pulled Junhoe's face towards him and finally kissed him, smiling gently at the feeling of Junhoe's skin under his hand that wasn't perfect, he could feel a bit of stubble but did he care? Not one bit. And when Junhoe instantly pulled away and stared at him with wide eyes and flushed skin, there wasn't any better feeling. "We...won..." "I know," Jiwon replied, smiling as he saw Junhoe's faltering, confused eyes. And in the corner of his own eye, he could see Chanwoo grinning at him with both pride and 'ew' in his expression. "I know we did." And then Junhoe was the one kissing him, wrapping him up in his arms and Jiwon couldn't help his laughter even if he was swept up in a whirlwind romance. Wednesdays were really the most magical of days.
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