Round 5 — Melt Inside My Pocket
(Open, Moderated, Unrevealed, Anonymous)
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The kiss is nothing but a brush, soft and tasting of all the coffee they’ve had to try during the day. Donghyuck takes it onto himself to deepen it, and Renjun’s body can’t fight it, letting his jaw hang loose and his head tilt back to make room for Donghyuck. And in his mind—
Well. This is good.
Holy shit, it worked, in Donghyuck’s voice.
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The wind is a little strong for a March afternoon, Riku is going to scold him for messing up his face and hair—just a little, though, because Riku is too nice to him. “How old are you, Jaehee-ssi,” Donghyuck asks, offering him a cigarette.
Daeyoung bows and accepts it, fishing for the lighter in his pocket. “I will be twenty-four this year.” Donghyuck nods as Daeyoung lights up his cigarette for him. “Say, do we have time for a little story, young man?”
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"Jisung might have gotten the locker numbers mixed up."
"WHAT?"
"I'm sorry!" Jisung's voice came through more clearly now. "66, 99, they look the same when you're nervous!"
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When Haechan’s gifts accidentally end up in Renjun’s locker for the date night, he decides to go forward with the pretence. Just to prank his nemesis in the end. Or maybe get tangled up in something he never imagined. -
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The whole ordeal really wasn't anything important. He had been in Kun's study, foraging for dirty secrets like always - Kun doesn't have any, and that is something he can't fathom.
But then, as he was reaching for a top shelf in a perilous extension of his limbs, balancing himself on a stool and not really able to see what his hand was touching, something fell.
The sound had been loud enough to startle Louis awake, who had been napping on Kun's chair the whole time, making him rush out the room.