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HANMI & @ljoe2g !!
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36. Any bad habits?: I pick at my cuticals when I’m nervous or stressed.40. Do you believe in love?: Absolutely!
[ aimed @ljoe2g ]
And it was over. Far sooner than Changjo thought it would be. It was a weird feeling, in all honesty. The kiss was fleeting, yet while in the moment, it seemed like it would last forever. Strange.
Pulling away, he let out a soft sigh, glancing down at L.Joe’s face. He wanted to call attention to its pink hue, but there was a more than likely chance that his own face sported a similar red dust.
What was he supposed to do now? What did people do after these things, anyways? Changjo didn’t usually stick around long after these sorts of affairs, so the whole thing was new to him. But it wasn’t bad. He kind of liked it. He really liked it.
Pulling his hand away from the thief’s face, Changjo let out a quiet cough, moving to straighten out his jacket. Were things supposed to be this awkward after? Was he supposed to say something? Ask L.Joe to dinner? God, this was terrible. They hadn’t really even done much, yet Changjo was already overanalyizing everything and worrying and–
And they had kissed. It was finally sinking in. They had kissed. It was short and innocent and sweet and– it was everything that he had wanted. L.Joe was everything he had wanted.
God, this was gay. So fucking gay.
But that wasn’t important.
Looking back at L.Joe, he allowed another smile to tug at his lips, albeit, this one was a lot shyer than his usual ones.
“Yeah. I know you hate me. I hate you too. But, like… you wanna do that again? Sometime? Soon, hopefully? Because that’d be hella cool, just sayin’.”
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You know, I think that the others ended up being right after all. These days you really seem to remind me of a chicken. Should I start calling you Chicken Little?
[ -- is still looking and waiting ]
“LJoe! Guess who loves you for being the best! I do!” Sends hearts out.