{part 2} he was a writer, fingertips daubed with ink and pages full of licentiously beautiful words about the petite boy that was always on his mind - kyungsoo. jongin wasn't one to put his thoughts into spoken phrases but after months of watching every of the other's movements, not being able to concentrate on anything but him, a marvellously facile 'hello' left his lips as jongin saw the brunette once by night.

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