Fics like gradually, then suddenly

Minho fought the weird, sudden urge to smell Jisung's hair. Ultimately, he lost the battle and decided to go confidently with the flow instead. He slowly closed his eyes as the tip of his nose threaded between the strands of Jisung's hair until it brushed against his skin. He inhaled the scent and it intoxicated him. It was the same scent that would fill his being when he would have Jisung in his arms when they watched some stupid video on his phone. The same scent was in Jisung's room on a late night when they'd enjoy wasting their time together. It was in his clothes on a summer day when they'd have spent the whole day outside and only came in when they had to. It was in the atmosphere when Jisung would laugh so hard that he'd fall from his feet. And the scent gave Minho the same feeling it had all those times before. He was filled to the brim with incomprehensible bliss. Still, he couldn't fight feeling afraid that one day this kind of bliss he felt for Jisung would spill over. And maybe right here, right now, it did, and Minho didn't even realize it. - or: they grow up together and explore grey areas between friends and lovers, only ever really belonging to each other

Fics like gradually, then suddenly

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