ChanHo Drabble Series 3: Smile
Title: Smile
Pairing: Chansung x Junho
Rating: PG
Word Count: 464
Summary: Junho loves Chansung’s smile.
PREVIOUS: Windows | Shower
:) Can be read alone, but to get the whole story, start at the beginning :3
The first time I’d seen Chansung staring at me in the windows of the gym, it annoyed me. Was every gay guy in the country going to blatantly stare at my ass and rape me with their eyes?
It irked me that for weeks he would simply sit behind me and stare, no shame in the way he was violating me. After a while, I ignored him, did my routine and got out of there.
But he stopped one day and I wasn’t sure what I didn’t like more. The fact that he had been molesting me with his eyes every day, or the fact that he stopped so suddenly, completely.
Was something about me suddenly unattractive to him? It made me self-aware. And the day he turned around and ran into me, I took the chance to talk to him.
After that it was clear to me that he liked me. But I still wanted to know why he stopped so suddenly.
The next time I saw him, he was lifting weights in front of the large mirror at the back of the gym.
I tried not to make eye contact and was successful. But I wanted to talk to him again. I wanted to see if he’d still have any interest in me.
I went to my usual treadmill and started my routine, watching him intently in the window. For the longest time there was nothing, then he noticed me. His reflection was staring at me. Both of our relfections locked gazes as I ran and he continued the slow roll of his arms up and down, right then left.
It was incredible, the intensity of his eyes. Then his eyes moved. He moved. He put the weights down and glanced back up at me in the mirror before turning. I saw him walking over and my already accelerated heart rate increased just a bit more.
He stepped up on the treadmill next to mine and punched a few buttons, matching my speed. He was taller than I remembered, but I liked that.
We stared at each other for a long time in the window, before he spoke, surprising me a little, but I didn’t want to show it.
“I’d like to see you outside this gym,” he said, eyes boring into the reflection of mine. I said nothing, couldn’t say anything, but the longer he stared at me, the less I could stare back. I looked away when I felt the corner of my mouth turn up in a small smile. I nodded and kept running.
When I looked back up he was smiling and god, I had loved that smile the first time I saw it and now, I loved it even more.
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Dou? :3
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Pairing: Chansung x Junho
Rating: PG
Word Count: 464
Summary: Junho loves Chansung’s smile.
PREVIOUS: Windows | Shower
:) Can be read alone, but to get the whole story, start at the beginning :3
The first time I’d seen Chansung staring at me in the windows of the gym, it annoyed me. Was every gay guy in the country going to blatantly stare at my ass and rape me with their eyes?
It irked me that for weeks he would simply sit behind me and stare, no shame in the way he was violating me. After a while, I ignored him, did my routine and got out of there.
But he stopped one day and I wasn’t sure what I didn’t like more. The fact that he had been molesting me with his eyes every day, or the fact that he stopped so suddenly, completely.
Was something about me suddenly unattractive to him? It made me self-aware. And the day he turned around and ran into me, I took the chance to talk to him.
After that it was clear to me that he liked me. But I still wanted to know why he stopped so suddenly.
The next time I saw him, he was lifting weights in front of the large mirror at the back of the gym.
I tried not to make eye contact and was successful. But I wanted to talk to him again. I wanted to see if he’d still have any interest in me.
I went to my usual treadmill and started my routine, watching him intently in the window. For the longest time there was nothing, then he noticed me. His reflection was staring at me. Both of our relfections locked gazes as I ran and he continued the slow roll of his arms up and down, right then left.
It was incredible, the intensity of his eyes. Then his eyes moved. He moved. He put the weights down and glanced back up at me in the mirror before turning. I saw him walking over and my already accelerated heart rate increased just a bit more.
He stepped up on the treadmill next to mine and punched a few buttons, matching my speed. He was taller than I remembered, but I liked that.
We stared at each other for a long time in the window, before he spoke, surprising me a little, but I didn’t want to show it.
“I’d like to see you outside this gym,” he said, eyes boring into the reflection of mine. I said nothing, couldn’t say anything, but the longer he stared at me, the less I could stare back. I looked away when I felt the corner of my mouth turn up in a small smile. I nodded and kept running.
When I looked back up he was smiling and god, I had loved that smile the first time I saw it and now, I loved it even more.
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Dou? :3
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