Fics like like a little planet to his star

The boy stood, setting the journal in his outstretched hand and slipping his own hands into his pockets coolly. He was taller, and Jungwon hated the way his face stayed stagnant throughout the whole exchange; there wasn’t an ounce of shock or surprise, or regret or guilt, only mild intrigue, like an adult talking down to a child. “Cool poems,” he smirked, “a little cheesy, but well-written for the most part.” And then he walked away. A small beat to allow for the words to set in. Jungwon was still planted where he stood as he watched the boy walk around the corner and disappear, leaving behind the faint aroma of unidentifiable cologne and condescension. He looked down at his journal, then looked back up, then looked back down. The magic word etched itself onto his forehead in the form of fine lines and wrinkles. Cheesy?

Fics like like a little planet to his star

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