For us i mean im sorry im such s failure

Before tensing up as he processed the blonde’s actions.

“Yh, what the fuck?!” He felt ridiculed, “What the hell are you going on about?” He pushed away from the older and stood from a distance to massage the soreness of his jaw, mouth agape as he recovered back from shortness of breath.

“Y-yvn.” He stared up at him as he struggled, tears starting to brim his eyes from panic. Just as his muscles started to weaken Yh let him go and caught him by the waist, cradling his head by his chest and petting his hair.

“Oh, Wy,” he mumbled. Wy caught his breath, let himself breathe in oxygen

Suddenly, his jaw was gripped tightly, brought closer to yh’s face as the older stared him down. He choked on his breath as his hands tried to pull yh’s hand away from his face, the hand that held his nape holding him still, suffocating and sending him into a claustrophobic spiral. He garbled,

LMAO😭 enjoy juni 🤭

Where his trimmed nape lies

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Face, and slowly panned through the hair that framed his temple, his eyes wide as if inspecting, yet holding forms of ‘sorrow?’ as he went. His fingers were brought up to gently prod at his fringes, caressing along his cheekbones to his jaw, and the other to the back of his head

At yh who seemed intent on keeping their distance minimal. “Yvn,” The shorter man called warily. Both men’s eyebrows were drawn together, moreso wy’s with his confusion for the older’s behavior.

Yh stared down at him and uttered not another word. His eyes traced wy’s

He waited for time to pass while everyone gathered their own belongings, having retreated to his own restroom to inspect his new look before they took off for the airport.

He turned around and bumped into someone’s chest before backing into the sink and crinkling his nose up

Failed to run his fingers through them. But the year had ended. Tour season had begun once again, and maintenance for his condition had been the top priority. It was fun while it lasted.

He smiled at his reflection, his cheeks bunched up cutely staring back at his own figure.

Back his shortened locks of hair, the lighter weight feeling foreign after months of having them lengthened. He looked good with it.

Their stylists had fun with the extra inches, atnys had the time of their lives, the members constantly praised him, and chci sn never having

From the sudden visit. He felt as if he shouldn’t be moving, like prey to not alert his hunter with sudden actions.

Wy scoffed, “What do you want, man?” Regaining his composure, he continued his regimen, inspecting himself in the mirror with his head turned to the side to tuck

“Look at you,” wy flinches as he realizes yh’s presence reflecting in the mirror, arms crossed as he leans back on the wall. His eyes were devoid of emotion, sharp focus directed at the shorter man and bringing wy to a smaller state, hand crossed with palms pressed to his chest

Whattt cant you dl it on phone? Im using it an an app thooo

Your mind is fascinating

Hes beautiful oh gosh