I am sad. Be sad with me. *throws love for love's sake ot3 wip at you*
"Don't think you can fool me." Myungha's voice behind his back sounded concerned, which was worse than him sounding annoyed. Sangwon shut his eyes for a couple of seconds, and turned to face Myungha again, this time with a tilted head and a grin on his lips. "When have I ever fooled you? You know I am always serious about you, hyung." Sangwon felt a wave of courage mixed with something strange rushing through his ribcage, and he stepped forward, trapping Myungha between a locker and his own body. His fit torso might have helped as a distraction a little, as Myungha was quiet for a moment, eyes searching all over him. "Is everything okay?" he shot another question, and Sangwon swallowed. He hasn't been okay for many, many days. He was buzzing out of his skin right now. But he almost preferred now if Myungha stayed clueless to the flames of insanity chewing on him from the inside. That way Sangwon can keep the fire in, and no one else will get hurt. If they don't notice. If they stop asking stupid questions. If they just take the chance Sangwon is giving them, and go on with their own happy lives. [...] Both of them could feel the heat rising from their bodies, and for one moment Sangwon wanted to throw away all caution and all peace treaties, and just smash his lips against Myungha's. It was almost impossible to bear how much he wanted this. Sangwon could easily blame it on his craziness, he could maybe withstand Yeowoon's heartbreak and punch to the face, but… ...he didn't want to steal something Myungha wasn't willing to give. In his whole life, there should be at least one person who wanted to love him without him having to ask for it. Will there ever be? So he raised his hand and gave a light finger flick to Myungha's lips. "That's for being so tempting."






