06. His smile
Woohyun / Hoya. G. 338 words.
Woohyun was in love with the Busan man smile.
HIS SMILE
Woohyun / Hoya. G. 338 words.
He raised his eyes for a second. Enough to make him the blush on his cheeks, as if they were on fire every time he sees that stupid smile on the lips of the youngest.
Hoya isn't an expressive guy. At least it was the first he thought when he met him. He frowned when he was angry, he wrinkled his nose when something disgusted him, like everyone else. But he didn't smile.
Well, he did smile, but not like he was doing it right now. Those were empty smiles, just to make the fans or their team mates happy. But he was sure that the rapper didn't feel them apart from the tension on his cheeks every time he showed his perfect teeth.
But there were some moments, very special moments - that he treasured in his memories - in which he smiled. With body and soul.
Those few seconds that made Woohyun swear his heart was trying to escape from his body, because it's beating so fast he's afraid it may explode. When he thinks that that smile is like the most infectious virus ever, because he's smiling to the point that the corners of his lips hurts.
And he wanted to tell him. Tell him he haven't seen anything more gorgeous than that simple gesture in his 21 years of life. That he wanted to take a photo of him with that smile on his lips, so he can enjoy that pic for the rest of his life, but no photography or video could ever be as beautiful as watching it live.
So he's just happy for being beside him those rare moments. To watch him, sometimes without saying a word, sometimes smiling quietly beside him, because he didn't want to overshadow the rapper's smile with his own laugh.
“Hyung.” Hoya's voice woke him up from his thoughts, making him to look at the rapper while he was smiling. Smiling at him. “¿Have someone ever told you that you have a beautiful smile?”
Woohyun was in love with the Busan man smile.
HIS SMILE
Woohyun / Hoya. G. 338 words.
He raised his eyes for a second. Enough to make him the blush on his cheeks, as if they were on fire every time he sees that stupid smile on the lips of the youngest.
Hoya isn't an expressive guy. At least it was the first he thought when he met him. He frowned when he was angry, he wrinkled his nose when something disgusted him, like everyone else. But he didn't smile.
Well, he did smile, but not like he was doing it right now. Those were empty smiles, just to make the fans or their team mates happy. But he was sure that the rapper didn't feel them apart from the tension on his cheeks every time he showed his perfect teeth.
But there were some moments, very special moments - that he treasured in his memories - in which he smiled. With body and soul.
Those few seconds that made Woohyun swear his heart was trying to escape from his body, because it's beating so fast he's afraid it may explode. When he thinks that that smile is like the most infectious virus ever, because he's smiling to the point that the corners of his lips hurts.
And he wanted to tell him. Tell him he haven't seen anything more gorgeous than that simple gesture in his 21 years of life. That he wanted to take a photo of him with that smile on his lips, so he can enjoy that pic for the rest of his life, but no photography or video could ever be as beautiful as watching it live.
So he's just happy for being beside him those rare moments. To watch him, sometimes without saying a word, sometimes smiling quietly beside him, because he didn't want to overshadow the rapper's smile with his own laugh.
“Hyung.” Hoya's voice woke him up from his thoughts, making him to look at the rapper while he was smiling. Smiling at him. “¿Have someone ever told you that you have a beautiful smile?”