Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I’m gazing at a distant star. It’s dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn’t even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything
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Kiss me hard before you go
Summer time sadness
I just wanted you to know
That baby you’re the best

sometimes i ignore you so i feel in control
cause really, i adore you, and i can’t leave you alone

kaihun (lavender/peach) → requested by kaihun

as jongin comes down from his high, he feels the rise and fall of sehun’s chest against his. he leans in, but sehun pulls back and holds jongin away with a hand. jongin stops, looks at sehun’s flushed face, red lips and dotted neck before nodding in understanding. right, no over-thinkinghe says, stepping backwards out of sehun’s grip and pulling off his stained shirt, tossing it into his bag. (x)

sixjib:

“What if I told you,” Sehun says, sudden, after Jongin has lost count of the passing seconds. He looks over to find Sehun staring down at his fingernails, picking out imaginary dirt from underneath them. “that I think I might like being told what to do?”

“My laundry is available, if you’re interested,” Jongin says, catching Sehun’s left wrist in his right hand. He strokes his thumb over the veins he can see, slow, and Sehun shivers against his shoulder.

“Not like that,” Sehun says carefully, like he has to weigh it out. “You can wash your own sweaty t-shirts. Like—”

Jongin remembers the breathy little sound Sehun had made when he had pressed his hips into the practice room wall with his hands, hard. He remembers the sound Sehun had made that had made him panic that short while after, when Jongin had squeezed harder over the bruises he hadn’t known were there.

“Oh,” he says, breath caught in his throat. Oh. “Like…” Sehun laughs, so soft Jongin barely catches it.

“Yes,” he says, “like.”

stakes by taozi