"Then I should definitely come. You're soft, I don't want you getting hurt. And I punch harder." With a teasing smile, he brushed Minjun's hair back and playfully stroked his hair to keep it sticking up like that. "I mean, I love you. I want to be with you. Didn't think I'd ever want anyone like I want you. I think I'd rather go to hell and back with you than live without you at this point... which is weird, I know."
But apparently he was love's bitch. Harsh but true. "We may not be able to handle it but together, we could bluff it."
Minjun was at a loss for words for the moment and he felt as if the most appropriate reaction was to make out with him anyway, so he did just that, eyes closed, hands in his hair, so very in love that it hurt. Finally he leaned their foreheads together, breathing heavily. "Hurts to think of losing you."
So much so that he couldn't spend a moment longer trying to convince Ten to leave him, because he couldn't. He didn't want to. He pulled back, just to smile. "Fuck. You're gonna meet all my childhood friends..."
"I can imagine your friends already." He pulled a face. Well, some losers told him to party until he broke and then keep partying so clearly they were probably idiots. But hey, he could live with it, he didn't have to love his friends. Just him. He kissed Minjun again and wrapped his arms around him, just holding him close and nuzzling against his neck.
"We can do our best to find the baby too. I'm sure he's ... there's hope. And there's hope that maybe we can sort this out." Or at least not die.
"You are so sweet." It actually calmed him a little, hearing him talk like that. Calmed him a lot, even. Gave him some hope. "I was always... Like, he's my baby cousin. I hated that I never got to meet him. And I hate that someone's gonna be using him. But you're right. There's hope. We might get him out of that mess."
He wasn't about to give up. "I love you." He realised he hadn't said it back before, so he might as well. "And, hey. You wanted to see Korea. We can fly to Busan together soon."
"you thought he was gone and now he may not be. That's exciting, right? It's a positive. Lots of negatives but hey, look, one little positive. I bet he's cute too. Just like you." Ten knew that he shouldn't get his hopes up too much but Minjun needed something positive, he needed to believe and Ten was happy to encourage it.
Leaning their foreheads together again, he smiled a little to himself and tried to ignore that burning in his chest. He said that he loved him. It felt so good. "We better have good seats for the flight."
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But apparently he was love's bitch. Harsh but true. "We may not be able to handle it but together, we could bluff it."
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So much so that he couldn't spend a moment longer trying to convince Ten to leave him, because he couldn't. He didn't want to. He pulled back, just to smile. "Fuck. You're gonna meet all my childhood friends..."
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"We can do our best to find the baby too. I'm sure he's ... there's hope. And there's hope that maybe we can sort this out." Or at least not die.
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He wasn't about to give up. "I love you." He realised he hadn't said it back before, so he might as well. "And, hey. You wanted to see Korea. We can fly to Busan together soon."
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Leaning their foreheads together again, he smiled a little to himself and tried to ignore that burning in his chest. He said that he loved him. It felt so good. "We better have good seats for the flight."