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[5:47] The sun rises slowly, like a brilliant flower blossoming into full bloom, its warm light unfolding over the horizon. Your face is set on its grim expression, eyebrows furrowed and eyes clouded with troubles and doubts. You donāt turn your head when a figure settles down next to you, already knowing thereās only one person who would think to find you here.Ā
āItās almost time,ā Yuta mumbles.
Heās looking at you, his gaze always so intense. His hair isnāt tied in its usual bun, flowing down instead, framing his sharp features and partially obscuring his eyes. It takes you a while before you finally look back at him, expression still grim but more relaxed with him by your side.
āI know.ā
He doesnāt smile nor tells you words of encouragement, leaving you to your worries and uncertainties. Instead, he sighs, opting to admire the sunrise, colors of red and pink painting the sky exquisitely.Ā
āI donāt know why youāre so worried,ā he says, his tone unchanging. āItās just like any other heist weāve pulled off.ā
You donāt answer.
āThereās also,ā he continues, pressing his lips together subtly, āsomething else Iām hoping to steal.ā
You eye him curiously, knowing all you were tasked with was to swipe the gems and leave undetected. Despite yourself, you ask, āAnd what is this āsomething elseā?ā
āItās something from you, actually.ā
He turns his gaze back to you. You search his eyes for an answer but turn up with nothing; heās always been good at hiding his emotions, always so cold and detached. Itās always been a push and pull kind of game with him - two steps forward, one step back. You watch as his eyes wander over your face and linger at your lips before they return to meet your eyes.
āYou wanna steal a kiss, Yuta?" A scoff slips out of you, and you roll your eyes disbelievingly.Ā
Fixing him with a pointed look, you mutter, "Youād better be one hell of a thief.ā
You donāt miss the way his lips curve up - a sign youāve acquainted yourself with a long time ago. He wonāt be giving up anytime soon.Ā
āDonāt worry,ā he assures you. āI am.ā
Yuta: HELL YEA! (/he playfully hits him on the shoulder before finishing his drink and standing up) so what song are we singing too?
Taeil chuckled as Yuta hit on the shoulder playfully nudging the other's arm in return. "Because you're my guest you can chose the first song to perform for this evening." The singer said and got up too before stretching a bit.
real sibling shit
Do these kpoppers just bleach their hair and go on their way? Invest in some oils, leave in conditioner, serums I know you've got the money you wanna go bald that badly?