Fics like I wonder, can I see myself in the dark?

It was hard not to stare – Jisung was desperately fighting the urge to leisurely drag his eyes over the man beside him. One hand on the wheel, the other on the back of his seat’s headrest. Golden light poured through the car window, viscous and glittering across smooth skin. Sharp bones cast deep shadows across his face, as did the long eyelashes that dusted the tops of his cheeks. The space between them was small and powerfully electric. Every nerve fiber across his skin was poised and ready to fire at the smallest movement of the other’s body. He was breathtaking, and Jisung was beginning to loathe the relief that comes with the bitter return of oxygen. “Are you religious, Jisung?” His eyes stayed on the road as he spoke, voice as impassive as ever. His brow twitched when his question pulled a scoff out of Jisung. “Not even a little,” he replied. “I think religion is nothing more than mythology. People just need to have explanations for shit they don’t understand.” Minho hummed to himself, a slow smile spreading across saccharine lips. “Mythology, interesting.” ⚘ Jisung didn’t believe in higher powers, but there was something unnatural happening in Seoul.

Fics like I wonder, can I see myself in the dark?

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