Fics like in the dream i don’t tell anyone, you put your head in my lap

It’s not that he had never been gentle with Jongseong— it’s just that the gentleness between them didn’t come as easily as the gentleness Heeseung was capable of reciprocating to the others. Tenderness didn’t come easy when they have known each other for so long— when they’ve met when Heeseung hasn’t yet mastered wearing apathy like armor. When they’ve met when Heeseung was the worst combination of earnest, ambitious, and hungry. When Jongseong had been more of a mirror than a friend. But like this. With Jongseong’s eyes half closed. With his shirt stretched far into his right shoulder, showing off his birthmark, his neck, his collarbones. With Jongseong finding him in his sleep once again— meek, pliant, and expectant. With Jongseong in the softest version of himself, Heeseung finds it easier than it has ever been— to place a hand on the small of his back, the worst combination of a bit gentle and a bit possessive. He pushes ever so slightly, “let's get you back to bed, sweetheart?” Jay turned his head so fast, Heeseung was sure it hurt, “what?” (or the three times Heeseung witnessed Jay sleepwalking and the one time he was very much awake)

Fics like in the dream i don’t tell anyone, you put your head in my lap

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