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Woonhak leans in, fingers scratching in a tender way against Sungho's thighs as she brings her face closer to the fabric covered area of Sungho's cunt. She smiles, eyes not leaving Sungho's face as she presses her nose against the wet spot that has already formed there.
Sungho jolts—she can't help it—her hand involuntarily flying to grasp Woonhak's hair tightly, “Hakie,” She swallows, “Don't tease.”
Woonhak lets out a small huff of laughter, “I just wanna savor this moment, that's all.” She drags her tongue along the fabric and Sungho lets out a small whimper, her thighs tensing under the weight of Woonhak's hands.
“You’re impossible.” Sungho mumbles, but she doesn't make another attempt to stop Woonhak's antics.
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Sungho has had a long day at work and her girlfriend Woonhak is more than happy to help relieve some stress.
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Paradoxical Cold. A sensation of coldness that is experienced when a warm stimulus touches the skin.
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Woonhak falls in love with someone he knows will never love him the same.
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“Wanted him to know.”
Jaehyun freezes, tilts his head, “Who?”
“God.” Woonhak spits, firm, “Wanted him to know that I don't care. That this is it.” He brings his hand over to Jaehyuns jaw, cups his cheek gently, voice softer this time when he speaks, “You're it for me.”
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Myung Jaehyun and Kim Woonhak get sacrilegious in a church.
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Woonhak’s heart is filled with love to the point that it'd be impossible for it to not be returned to him tenfold.
The world is going to love him and Sanghyuk can only hope to wrap the younger boy's heart in his palms carefully–to protect him from the lashings that linger by ‘loves’ side–as the world gives him what rightfully is his.
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Sanghyuk finds himself caught in the feeling of being in love.
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“Put your hands on my waist, Woonhak.” He mumbles it against Woonhak’s mouth, not exactly an order, instead more of an instruction, almost as if he were casually telling him to pour vanilla into a measuring spoon, just another necessary step in his baking.
Woonhak takes no time in complying, hands finding their way to the soft folds of Sungho’s sweater, grasping at the waist concealed by fabric.
Sungho smiles, “You’re a good listener.”
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Sungho teaches Woonhak how to bake, among other things.