Hunter and Yechan wander the aquarium, their hands brushing each other, them teasing each other, saying nothing, but everything humming quietly between them.
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"Well I don't prance around. I go straight for the target. You like me, I like you. This is our first day, any question?"
Ah, young love. How would it bloom?
Let's enjoy their prancing called love.