myungsoo pushes down hard on his snapback as low as it will go, black mask pulled all the way up to just under his eyes, as he wanders through the dimly lit store decorated with plush purple carpeting and gaudy leopard print wallpaper.

fighting down the heavy blush creeping up behind the mask, myungsoo makes his way towards the back of the shop where a whole wall is dedicated to shelves upon shelves of various lubricants of different shapes, sizes, and colors, all created to fulfill the unique needs of each and every patron.

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myungsoo likes the way the curve of sungyeol’s back fits snugly into the line of his chest as he wraps his arms around the taller boy, shifting from foot to foot and staring out into the sea of cheering faces.

he also likes the way sungyeol’s fingers lock perfectly with his own as they all line up across the stage, taking their final bow and signaling the end of another successful concert.

myungsoo especially likes the way sungyeol’s head settles nicely into the crook of his neck, in a moment of repose, as the other members shuffle into the crowded van so they can call it a day and head back to their dorm.

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