Title: 184 Days Character(s): Jongin/Kyungsoo Rating: NC16 for suggested sex Length: one-shot/3,603 words Genre: romance/angst Author’s note: written as a gift fic for lovely Pris ♡ Merry Christmas!!!
Fingers entangle and palms press against one another, Kyungsoo realizes he’s holding Jongin’s hand and he savours every moment of it because he doesn’t have forever to hold onto Jongin’s hand.
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he traces Jongin’s hand with the tips of his fingers, memorizing where his palm dips and curves out, mapping out his love on skin.
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the feeling of falling apart hitting him hard; it’s Jongin who’s holding him together, because truth to be told Kyungsoo is falling apart bit by bit.
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Soft tips of fingertips trace abdominal muscles and Kyungsoo spreads his hands over Jongin’s chest, trying to memorise every part of Jongin there is because there’s not much time left before all these feelings disappear. He memorises the planes of Jongin’s body and how his skin feels so warm under his hands; how Jongin holds him gently as if he’s made of china and the sound of Jongin’s moans.
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because they’re pieces of the same puzzle, incomplete without one another and a perfect picture when they’re together.
i don't know how to reply to this exactly?? just rly happy you liked it ;u; angsty kaisoo on christmas hehe sorry if it's too sad for a happy occasion ;;; merry christmas~
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;;;;;;;;;;;; ;;;;; ;;;;;
and
he traces Jongin’s hand with the tips of his fingers, memorizing where his palm dips and curves out, mapping out his love on skin.
and
the feeling of falling apart hitting him hard; it’s Jongin who’s holding him together, because truth to be told Kyungsoo is falling apart bit by bit.
and
Soft tips of fingertips trace abdominal muscles and Kyungsoo spreads his hands over Jongin’s chest, trying to memorise every part of Jongin there is because there’s not much time left before all these feelings disappear. He memorises the planes of Jongin’s body and how his skin feels so warm under his hands; how Jongin holds him gently as if he’s made of china and the sound of Jongin’s moans.
and
because they’re pieces of the same puzzle, incomplete without one another and a perfect picture when they’re together.
and
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