Fics like let's put all these words away

A comfortable silence falls over them as they look over the menu. Sungho has always liked how it feels to be around Junhyung; his presence is magnetic. It’s like standing in a thunderstorm, watching lightning flash against purple skies, the air sticky and humid and thrumming with something powerful beyond understanding. Junhyung has his own gravity, an aura so strong Sungho almost feels like he could lose himself in it, trap himself in it, a sailor victim to siren song. And here Sungho sits. Transfixed. Specialty drinks all but forgotten, his eyes trace the sharp line of Junhyung's jaw, the dip at the base of his throat, the delicate curve of his collarbones as they disappear into his shirt. He's wearing a dark blue button up with the topmost buttons undone, leaving some of his broad chest exposed. His hair stands in stark contrast to his fair complexion, emphasizing his dark eyelashes and peony pink-colored lips. He’s so beautiful it's almost painful.

Fics like let's put all these words away

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