carniv♡re girl

Hoya knows a lot about Nam Woohyun: his favorite color, his preferred musical genres, his hometown. A lot about his bad habits (of which there are many) and the dumb things he does. Hoya, though, has never met Nam Woohyun, and only knows about all these things because he's Sunggyu's boyfriend, and as such, Sunggyu talks about him all the time.

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There's a correlation, Hoya's noticed, between mornings Sunggyu comes in looking dead tired and days that Sunggyu talks a lot about Woohyun. "I'm thinking four cups of coffee will do it," Sunggyu mutters as he plops down at his desk, rubbing his eyes as he boots up the computer. "Maybe five."

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"Long night?" Hoya asks.

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"Mm," Sunggyu replies. "Met up with Woohyun, lost track of time."

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That's how it always goes. "Was it nice, at least?" Hoya says.

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"Yeah, it was a good time. I have a general lack of complaints about it," Sunggyu answers. "Hey, where's my mug?"

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"Sitting by the coffee maker already -- I figured you'd be tired, you always are when you come in late," Hoya says.

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Sunggyu gives him a sleepy-eyed smile and thumbs-up. "I owe you, thanks, Hoya," he says, getting up to shuffle over to the coffee maker. Hoya wishes he wouldn't talk like that, because there's a part of him that feels entitled to a chance he knows he isn't.

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The thing about being a leader is that you're not supposed to show how hard it is. "I need a moment," Kris says, stepping out of the practice room before anybody can say anything. There's a box of half-crushed cigarettes he keeps at the bottom of his bag for times like this, when the stress gets a little out of hand -- he's just about to light it up when Lu Han pops up almost out of nowhere.

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"Hey," Lu Han says.

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Kris blinks. "Hey," he replies cautiously.

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Lu Han smiles. "You don't smoke," he says gently, pulling the cigarette out of Kris's hand.

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None of them are supposed to, technically, but that doesn't stop Lu Han from leaning over and gesturing for a light. Kris obliges him, and Lu Han casually takes a drag of the cigarette -- it's elegant, when Lu Han does it. "You don't smoke, either," Kris replies. "And you're one of our lead singers, you know that?"

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"No, I don't smoke," Lu Han says. "Except when it's needed."

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Kris is half-tempted to pull out another cigarette for himself, but then Lu Han offers it over. "Thanks," Kris says as he reaches over to take it.

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"Hey, Yifan," Lu Han murmurs, just as their fingers meet. "Y'know, I'd ask you if you wanna talk about stuff, but I'm not good at listening and you're not talking. But I think I kinda get it, anyway. Where you're coming from, I mean."

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Kris inhales deeply. When he breathes out, the smoke cloud is much larger than Lu Han's. "Yeah?" he asks.

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"Mm," Lu Han replies. "I've got your back, duizhang. We're a team, right? Oldest one and the leader."

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When Zitao says 'duizhang,' it sounds like adoration. When Jongdae or Minseok or Yixing do, it sounds like affection. When Lu Han says it, though, it sounds like reassurance -- like he's been let in on the secret of how hard things are, but is keeping quiet about it. "Yeah," Kris says. "We are, aren't we?"

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Lu Han smiles. Kris drops the cigarette on the ground and puts the end out with the heel of his shoe. "Let's just stand for a while," Lu Han says. "The weather's nice."

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edit: I'M SO TRAGIC AT READING I WROTE XIUHAN INSTEAD (pls feel free to re-request something xinghan anon i am so embarrassed)

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A memory: Lu Han is an envoy to the neighboring kingdom, and Xiumin's the warrior he takes an interest in. "Do you like me?" Lu Han asks -- everybody likes Lu Han, even the people who would turn around and declare war on Lu Han's kingdom just a few years later. Xiumin nods. "Then, if it ever comes to it, you can't die, alright? You can't die until we meet each other on the battleground."

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"And then?" Xiumin asks.

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Lu Han smiles and shrugs. "I like you very much too, Xiumin," he says. "Let's figure it out when it happens."

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A dream: two years after they declare wars on each other, Xiumin dreams of Lu Han. "We finally met," Lu Han says, eyes curving up as he smiles. His weapon is a spear; Xiumin's is a sword -- not the best match-up for him, Xiumin knows. "But what should we do now?"

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"I don't want to fight," Xiumin replies.

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"I know," Lu Han says, before sweeping his spear across Xiumin's neck. "So let me be guilty until I die."

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The reality: two years after they declare war on each other, they finally meet. "What should we do now?" Lu Han asks, lowering his spear.

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Xiumin is a hero to his kingdom that day. He learns to fight with Lu Han's spear and doesn't pick up the sword again.

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The strangest part is looking at Sehun and thinking that once upon a time not so long ago, Lu Han honestly believed that the feelings he had for Sehun were a matter of forever. There's a lingering certain expectation, that maybe someday he'll look up and meet Sehun's gaze halfway and his heart will remind him that yes, this person is the one -- but it never comes, and Lu Han gets tired.

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Sehun still kisses his cheek when he comes home every day, even though he seems to treat it more as a habit -- a chore, perhaps -- than something he wants to do. "We should stop this," Lu Han says, brushing Sehun aside as he leans in. It's a conversation they've already had three times before. "We should just stop all of this."

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The first three times, they sit down and Sehun convinces him to keep going and Lu Han thinks to himself that if Sehun still wants this, then maybe the spark will come back. The fourth time, though, Sehun just takes a step back and sighs. "Yeah," he replies. "We should."

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In a happier story, the words make Lu Han's heart pang with regret. In this one, he just feels relieved.

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Sumin's known since before she can remember that her parents used to be idols, but it's not until she's twelve that she first listens to her parents' music. "They used to be part of a group called Exo," she explains to her friend, Yoonjung, as she pulls up the music video for their debut single onto her internet browser.

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Twenty minutes later, after they've watched all of Exo's music videos, she closes her laptop solemnly. "You can't tell anybody about this," she says to Yoonjung. "/These are all so embarrassing/."

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Naturally, Yoonjung accidentally lets the secret loose, and a few days later Sumin is greeted in the morning when half the class sings the chorus of MAMA and then bursts out laughing. "I didn't mean to," Yoonjung says desperately. "You know I wouldn't!"

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"I will forgive," Sumin says grimly. "But I will not forget."

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Sumin doesn't forget, and it sparks a period of irrational preadolescent embarrassment over her parents. "So, you know about parent's day at school," she says. "Could you, like... not?"

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She watches as her parents exchange glances over the dinner table. "We're supposed to go, it's only proper to show up," Kyungsoo says.

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"But it's lame and boring, so just save your time and don't show up," Sumin presses, trying to sound smooth and nonchalant about it. (Later, after Sumin's gone to sleep, Kyungsoo will comment offhandedly, "She's just like you when she's trying to play cool," and Jongin will grumble about it.)

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Kyungsoo distracts her by saying dinner is ready; both of them show up to parent's day anyway. By then, the class has moved on from embarrassing her over her parents' musical history, but she still feels acutely ashamed.

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"It's not that I don't love my parents," Sumin, age 16, says as she sits in a tattoo parlor with Yoonjung, attempting to be cool and relaxed as the tattoo artist gets ready. "I love my dads, they're great."

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"Uh... huh," Yoonjung says. "So you're getting a tattoo because you're embarrassed by your parents. But you still love them?"

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"Nah, I'm getting a tattoo because tattoos are great," Sumin replies. "The added bonus of them totally flipping out over it is just a plus."

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"You have serious issues," Yoonjung murmurs. Sumin ignores her.

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"I don't think this is a good idea," Kris says under his breath.

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Suho keeps his camera smile plastered onto his face, lips barely moving as he replies. "It's just for the show, it'll be fine," he murmurs.

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"If you're sure," Kris replies, looking doubtful.

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"Just get on my back," Suho says. He doesn't even have to bend his knees for Kris to be able to reach high enough for the piggyback. For a while, they stand together awkwardly, Kris hanging off of Suho's back except for his right leg.

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"I'm lifting my other leg now," Kris announces. He does.

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Suho lasts a valiant four seconds before he strains a seam in the thigh of his jeans and collapses on set. "I knew this was a bad idea," Kris says as the rest of Exo-K start panicking. (His Exo-M, of course, are far better-trained than that, and merely stare on in blank shock as Suho wheezes on the floor.)

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i do this bc i love u suho

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"You look like a vampire victim," Sungjong informs him as they sit in the walk-in closet together, getting ready for the day.

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Hoya tries not to roll his eyes as he attempts to cover up the marks on his neck with concealer. "Yes," he replies. "I also feel like a vampire victim."

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"Sunggyu hyung, huh," Sungjong says, a certain matter-of-factness to his tone that's mildly annoying just because he actually /is/ right. "You two are both so violent, but I guess that's why you get along well?"

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"Ironic, considering who this is coming from," Hoya wants to say. Instead, he stares stonily at the mirror and dabs on another layer of mineral powder.

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"If you don't like it, you should just tell him to stop," Sungjong continues, grabbing a few clothes hangers to compare shirts to pants.

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"I like it sometimes," Hoya replies warily. "Not all the time. Like, he seems to think it's cute sometimes to press down his teeth on my dick sometimes and he doesn't seem to understand that's actually fucking terrifying --"

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"Please, just. Stop there," Sungjong cuts in. "You two are /so weird/. Just tell him to stop when you want him to stop, is that really so hard?"

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Sungjong is very good at saying no when he means no. Sunggyu is, too, for that matter. Hoya, though -- everything's a challenge to Hoya. Something to be overcome. Saying "no" is never his choice where endurance is another option on the board. "I'm going to bite back," Hoya announces to the mirror, snapping the compact shut with more force than necessary, nearly breaking the joint on the back. He smiles, and watches as the Hoya reflected back at him curls his lips up, revealing pointed canines.

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"You two are /both so violent/," Sungjung repeats, shaking his head slightly.

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Woohyun always seems to be at the airport every single time Sunggyu has to get on or off a plane, and every fansign, and pretty much any other public event that Infinite does. Even though Woohyun never shouts or brings signs or anything, there's something about his presence that always draws Sunggyu's gaze, even though he tries very hard not to look directly at Woohyun or his camera lens.

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He never tries to get close, Sunggyu notices. Other fans will jostle and push to get as close to them as possible, but he keeps a careful distance. In his more reasonable moments, he grudgingly has to accept that's not how somebody who wants to be noticed acts -- most of the time, he tries his best to convince himself it's all part of some elaborate plan.

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(But it's nice, he thinks -- even if Nam Woohyun's an attention-seeker, at least he's a considerate one.)

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The first time Sunggyu says a word directly to Woohyun goes kind of like this: "Oh," Sunggyu says, nearly dropping his cafe mocha on Woohyun's shoes when he turns around to find him standing behind him in line at a local coffee shop.

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Woohyun looks about three times as startled as Sunggyu feels. "It's alright," Woohyun replies.

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For a few moments, Sunggyu flounders and looks down at the floor, trying to figure out what to do next. His grip on the paper coffee cup is so tight, he's starting to crush it a little. "Well, I guess I should stop holding up the line --" he starts to say, willing his legs into movement, but before he can make a quick getaway, Woohyun grabs his elbow lightly.

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Sunggyu snaps his head up so fast he nearly goes a little dizzy; Woohyun looks embarrassed as he lets go. "Sorry, that was -- sorry," Woohyun says, talking so fast he stumbles across his words a little. "I didn't mean to, I just -- I'm a really big fan of yours?"

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"I know," Sunggyu replies, before thinking about it. "I mean," he adds, trying to cover up for his slip, but no explanations come to mind.

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"You do?" Woohyun echoes.

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"From your fansite," Sunggyu says.

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For a few moments, they just stare at each other. "That is so mortifying," Woohyun finally says, but he's smiling slightly.

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Against his better judgment, Sunggyu agrees to sit down for coffee with Nam Woohyun. "We are not supposed to fraternize with fans like this," Sunggyu informs him, "so don't do your, you know -- your fansite thing with this."

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Woohyun smiles and promises. Sunggyu had planned on chatting for maybe ten minutes and making a polite getaway: they end up talking for almost an hour instead.

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i want to write more of this because i know where i would want it to go but i would need more time to do it justice ;~~;
(i'll add this to my list of 12389570 wips CRY)

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au where sunggyu, dongwoo, hoya, and sungjong are an idol group. woohyun and myungsoo are fansite hyungs (myungsoo is a sungjong stan!!) and sungyeol is myungsoo's best friend who he drags along to take photos with him, haha.
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Sunggyu doesn't know the name or face of anybody who runs a fansite for him except Nam Woohyun, because everybody who's a fan of Kim Sunggyu knows about Woohyun -- if not for the fact that his fansite's the biggest and the best, then for the fact that Woohyun's a good-looking guy in his own right. "Did you know he has a fansite of his own now?" Dongwoo mentions off-handedly one day. "Some of your fangirls are really rooting for him to be noticed by you."

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"I noticed him already," Sunggyu says, and wrinkles his nose slightly. "And then I decided I wanted to be willfully oblivious to him instead."

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"He takes nice photos of you and doesn't even post ones where your face is weird," Dongwoo says, in that that cheerfully innocent tone that not even Sunggyu can work up the will to get mad at. "I think you should be nicer to him?"

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"I'll think about it," Sunggyu replies. He tilts his head and pretends to mull it over for a few moments -- "I thought about it. The answer is no."

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Dongwoo sighs and shakes his head, but not even that's enough to make Sunggyu change his mind.

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Once, on an off chance, Sunggyu visited Woohyun's webpage and found it to be mostly a fansite, partially a personal blog. In between floods of photos of Sunggyu in frighteningly high quality, Woohyun posts snippets of his daily life and a few clips of him singing. Grudgingly, Sunggyu had to admit to himself that Woohyun's very good -- his voice has depth, something soulful and touching, if unpracticed -- but when he scrolled through the comments on those posts, something about it just rubbed him the wrong way. "omo woohyun oppa!! you're so good!! as good as sunggyu oppa... no... better....??!?" posted appleberry95. "keke someday you could sing a duet with sunggyu oppa... you two singing together would make my heart melt!!" added gyummy20.

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Sunggyu conveniently decided to ignore Woohyun's self-deprecating reply ("I really couldn't!! Sunggyu's voice is too superior for an unpracticed person like me...") and, for some reason, felt a bit used. "This is just his way of trying to get attention, isn't it?" Sunggyu complained to Hoya the next day. "There's something wrong with that, it's so... manipulative."

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"You are reading into things way too far," Hoya said, raising an eyebrow as he scrolled through the posts. "The only thing wrong with him is how much he openly loves you, but other than that, I see nothing questionable."

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"Manipulative," Sunggyu repeated, and pretended not to notice when Hoya rolled his eyes and sighed.

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tbc

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No matter how hard it gets, there's one thing that neither Jongin nor Kyungsoo either say, let alone think: "Why'd we want to have a kid again?" There are times that really try them, like when Sumin tries to sneak back after midnight (she inevitably forgets the floorboard in the hallway creaks) or brings back grades that make the both of them wince or she comes back one day with a tattoo on her collarbone -- but they don't regret it, not a single moment of it.

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"Well," Jongin confides quietly to Lu Han and Sehun over coffee one day when they ask after her, "maybe the tattoo, but not the res -- /ow/, what was that for, you disliked it even more than me --"

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"We don't regret a thing," Kyungsoo replies firmly.

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"It wouldn't have been as bad except it looks almost exactly like Yifan hyung's," Jongin mutters; Kyungsoo pretends not to hear and Sehun just smirks.

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"You should stop picking up strange animals, what it bites you and you get rabies or something?" Lu Han says.

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Yixing, though, just smiles and keeps petting the ratty tabby-cat resting on his lap. "You're just upset because cats don't like you," he replies.

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"I don't need cats to like me," Lu Han says, pretending to roll his eyes, leaning back against the park bench and watching as a pair of kids -- a girl and a boy -- runs past them. "You like me, don't you? That's all I need."

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"Hmm. I like you, but I think I like this guy better," Yixing says. When he scratches behind the cat's ears, it starts purring deep in its throat.

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Lu Han makes a face. "What can that cat do that I can't?" he asks. Off in the distance, the two children are playing in the sandbox. The girl's making a castle; the boy's digging a moat.

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"I wonder," Yixing answers vaguely. After a few moments, the cat jumps off of his lap and onto the pavement with a surprising amount of grace. In turn, Yixing reoccupies his hand by reaching out to grab Lu Han's.

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"Cat germs," Lu Han says, but he squeezes back.

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i'm so sorry for taking so long with these next few prompts i'm filling /o\
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(1: fingertips)
there's a lot to be said about the slow draw of fingertips across the wrist, the neck, the face -- all the most sensitive, most vulnerable parts, where just the slightest bit of sharpness cuts deep. "that feels weird," joonmyun murmurs as jongdae traces a line on his skin above the veins down his arm, but there's a jolt in his spine when jongdae reaches his wrist, pressing down ever so slightly.

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"it is weird," jongdae agrees, but he doesn't let go.

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(2: hair)
affection for joonmyun is easiest when he thinks nobody else is paying too much attention. "good job, jongdae," he says, tilting his head to murmur into jongdae's ear as jongdae gets off-stage. he smiles and reaches out to ruffle jongdae's hair lightly, and jongdae leans into the touch easily.

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(3: kisses)
sometimes joonmyun leans in so close that jongdae can feel joonmyun's eyelashes fluttering against his skin, and he likes that almost as much as the feeling of joonmyun's lips against his own. it feels like saying a shy, quiet way of saying "i like you" -- that, he thinks, fits joonmyun well.

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because butterfly kisses are kisses too :**

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