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[seoulfulness]

Gah, sorry for this post going live so late! Your mod has been all out of sorts lately. Good job on the prompt-to-fill ratio, though! It might create a few more minutes work for me at the end of the week, but I'm truly proud when I see the number of fills. You guys are really working to make seoulfulness an amazing meme. ♥

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Untitled (EXO-K, Baekhyun

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Re: In Cycles (2/?)

[anonymous]

Minseok was the opposite of Sehun. He was warm and mature, resolute and comforting. In their soccer practices Luhan indulged, but it was in the moments after: lying on the grass field talking, sidewalk food carts dinners, (sharing earbuds Luhan would teach Minseok the words of the songs and laugh) that Luhan gradually fell for Minseok. One too warm of a summer evening they stumbled to the ground, soil grazing clammy skin and tiny rocks digging dents. Luhan could see the soft hairs surrounding Minseok's mouth, Minseok's lips, dry and separate and he was panting; they were both panting. When he grabbed onto his sleeve the confused look on Minseok face was brief, soon changing into worry as he asked what's wrong, stooping back down to rub Luhan's shoulder. Are you hurt somewhere? The touch burned through his shirt so Luhan shook his head, flashed a smile because he didn't trust his voice, assuring Minseok he was okay and telling him they should head back or else Minseok might be late for his date. That day he lost another piece of his heart along with a friend.

He first avoided Jongin at the hints of attraction, warning himself not to be fooled by physical characteristics, that once was more than enough. However Jongin, although not yet adult, had in him the determination Sehun hadn't. He was clear in what he wanted and even more what he didn't want. He would approach bold and blunt and retreat with a shy smile, eyes no less willful. Each time Luhan looked at them he knew he was fighting a losing battle. With Jongin everything was clear, and their fall was also all the more painful because of it. It gnawed when the transition started, from soft kisses to stiff touching of mouths and loving gazes steadily dimming but Luhan endured; hoping with time Jongin would come back and he could once again wallow in the feeling of beloved. And he did, the Jongin he fell in love with, just not to him. Luhan was twenty two when he gave up because there must be something very wrong with him, to always be left behind for something else.