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hyeongjun sits and fiddles with his hair, the curls go smoothly over his forehead. he listens carefully to what the other has to say, he’s surprisingly interested in what the other has to say. he nods and mumbles out a yeah. the male pouts as he notices one curl isn’t as curled as the others. he puts a hand on his head and shakes it, that should be enough for making his hair look good again. it seems like beomgyu has finished talking, hyeongjun wants to say something now. “you know what sucks?” he pauses. he begins thinking about it.
“the fact that i don’t have a boyfriend”
with beomgyu it doesnt bother hyeongjun that he knows he’s gay, because he’s comfortable with beomgyu.
the thought bothers hyeongjun, how he’s utter alone, and that the reason for that probably is because he’s gay, because he likes boys. there’s almost no boys in this country that likes boys too, and if they do they’re not half as open as hyeongjun, so hyeongjun can never guess it. “it sucks a lot” he begins speaking again. “ah i wish i wasn’t single” he says as he cups his head and begins pouting.
[ @beomgyurk ]
