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their gazes meet briefly, and kyungsoo notices how his eyes gloss over a little; anything reflected in them shines back brighter, like tiny stars speckled over the surface. “it’s alright. just– don’t touch anything.”
it’s three in the afternoon. business is slow, and he’s stuck with this giant of a man that won’t leave him alone. “are you looking for a particular book?” he asks with a raise of his brows. his cheeks feel a bit warm, but that might be from the summer heat. or not.
"Okay.” He answers, his shoulders pulled a little tight, as if really taking a command.
He only relaxes with the other’s question, eyes looking around the bookstore in an attempt to mindlessly rack up some half-assed excuse. “Ah... I... I’m looking... for a book... on... ah...” His eyes make out the cooking shelves all the way across the room, immediately locking onto the idea. “On baking? Something?”
