@fmhaneul liked this for a small starter
he was in limbo. fingers pointed at him from time time to time, even though some times they were just mocking, yet he still didn’t have to cover entirely to blend out. not yet. he sighed a small puff of smoke, early april morning. the city was still yawning awake, some streets kept their lights open, other’s liked their blinds drawn up for the rising sun. and taehyun just liked to walk, maybe he’d catch a couple of hours of sleep between practices.
the phone on his back pocket buzzed once, an alarm he had set for nothing in particular, maybe just watching the damn sunrise, maybe when he was too exhausted to remember what day it was. all taehyun wanted was either have some cutie under him, gasping as his teeth left marks all over them, or lock himself in the studio. that was his only two moods. and by the messages he left on read last night, maybe he could have both that day.
rules were strict. and yes, made to be broken. so he dialed the contact he had saved as “sweet cheeks #3″ and waited for the other to pick up. which was unlikely but worth the try.
