omg aw angie this was so sweet :3 i like how you implied a lot of things, but didn't outright say them; it added to the mood of the fic, imo ♥
dear god, sunggyu thinks, this isn't working.
"what isn't?"
sunggyu frowns. neither is the barrier between his brain and his mouth.
woohyun is throwing out his trash, staring at him with some distant smile that he just can't read. something like, what? i miss you? love these lines ahh ;o;
ah, no, you must have misread! they're at a cafe, and sunggyu is watching their waitress take their order. the whole description is just a branch off of sunggyu's thoughts :') haha
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dear god, sunggyu thinks, this isn't working.
"what isn't?"
sunggyu frowns. neither is the barrier between his brain and his mouth.
woohyun is throwing out his trash, staring at him with some distant smile that he just can't read. something like, what? i miss you?
love these lines ahh ;o;
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thank you for reading, dearest ♡
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