your voice, unfettered by harshness, is the skeleton in my closet
- junsu knows music, feels it in his bones; he expects only the right notes and gets nothing but beauty when he opens his mouth. jaejoong praises him, goes to sleep with junsu's voice soothing a melody in his ears. when whispers of "kim jaejoong, oh, he's the best singer, the best one
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Beautiful. <3
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i'm late for class now but i'm so glad i read this, it's lovely. ;;
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I love the gentleness radiating off them, their relationship, and this fic.
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