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Changmin thinks Yoochun has the prettiest hands, clean nails and satin skin.
The tip of his finger marks a pattern in his palm while Yoochun stares out the window of the cab.
"You're being silly," Yoochun chuckles as Changmin kisses the center of his hand where his life lines meet.
"I like your hands," Changmin hums serenely and kisses it once more before curling his fingers around Yoochun's.
Yoochun blushes and leans into him as they drive to meet their friends.
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