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luka’s fingertips tightened their grip as they held onto gunwoo’s hands , cursing himself in the back of his mind for ever considering that he should take that step to walk away from him. “ woo … do i make you nervous ? “ the innocent question fell from his lips as he toyed with the other boy’s fingers , noticing that they had been quietly trembling between the nooks of his fingers. the gap that stood between them was beginning to feel like miles to him , yearning to feel more of the warmth that radiated off gunwoo closer than where they had been standing. inching himself in , their noses just barely brushed at their tips as a soft exhale escaped luka’s parted lips , closely studying the sweet smile that etched across the boy’s face. “ so pretty when you smile , “ fingertips traveling up to brush away the stray hairs that fell in front of gunwoo’s eyes , the boy’s contagious smile caused the corners of his own lips to curl up into a smug grin. “ i’m here to stay … but i want you so much closer than this. “

❛ nervous? ❜ his voice almost cracks, like his whole body was vibrating from excitement, his heart starting to be the only sound he was hearing. eyes shifting between luka’s and gunwoo knows, what the other meant and he wants it too, so he moves a hand, sliding it up and to be at the side of luka’s neck, thumb softly caressing over the soft skin as rest of his fingers had a firm hold at the back of the nape, nose bumping against the others, huffing a chuckle and he can feel luka’s breath against his lips, like it was inviting him closer and he does get closer and closer, until his lips come to brush softly against those soft ones of luka’s and he leaves it at that, but doesn’t pull away just yet, letting their lips barely touch. ❛ closer- like this? ❜ and gunwoo’s lips were upon the others again.

Arrival (2016)

…I have a body and I cannot escape from it. I would like to fly out of my head.

Anne Sexton, The Poet Of Ignorance (via wordsnquotes)

But darling… I’m self destructive. You can’t put me together if I keep running into walls.

14/01/2017 (via in-the-shadow-of-happines)

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“ you need me to stay ? “ luka cocked his head to the side as he echoed the words back to him , a small smile etching its way across his lips. fingers completely intertwining with gunwoo’s , luka could feel his own heart banging in his chest as the other guided his hand to the warmth of their beating chest. a soft hum fell from his lips as the boy’s heartbeat steadily boomed under his pulse , teeth sinking into the flesh of his bottom lip as their gaze met gunwoo’s dark orbs. “ i should be asking you the same question , “ his words were gentle as luka guided the boy’s free hand up to rest upon his chest ; eyes not once turning away from his as he allowed him to feel the same chaos gunwoo set off in his heart. “ my heart never quite knew it could beat this fast until you. “

wanting the ground to swallow him whole or wanting the time stop, it was somewhere there in between what gunwoo was feeling. this feeling was something new and it always happened when luka was around him. the way his heart was beating so fast, palms of his hands feeling sweaty, like he was nervous and maybe he was a nervous wreck whenever luka was there, just simply looking at him and oh how hard it was to avoid those beautiful brown eyes and the fact how his finger fit perfectly between his. when his hand was pressed against luka’s chest, he forgets how to breathe for a moment, like he was holding his breath in, palm pressed flat against his chest, he swallows slow and huffs out, was his hands shaking? ❛ you are killing me. ❜ he says, barely audible as his brows raise, sigh passing between his lips. he tries to avoid eye contact at this point, feeling how his ears were on fire, knowing the rosy hue was creeping on his cheeks, but he gives in; eyes meeting with those brown familiar ones he had gotten used to, those eyes.. he oh so adored and in the moment, he doesn’t know how to stop smiling.