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O1.
โyour eyes are pretty,โ hongjoong said one night.
that time, wooyoung could only stare in disbelief, and resumed his work; cooking their dinner in peace, as his husband went back dwelling in his own shits to do. but the words got imprinted in his mind for far longer than he had planned initially. maybe deep down, his curiosity got piqued unconsciously.
O2.
โi love your eyes.โ hongjoong ever said in the middle of eating their ice cream.
they were in the middle of movie date; huddling together on the couch, with their worn out blanket being thrown over their shoulders. he said nothing that time. opting on snuggling even deeper into hongjoong's neck. because inhaling his sweet and calm scent, could unwind his stormy brain. and yet, he left the question at bay, and chose to start another pillow fight to end the night.
O3.
โbeautiful,โ hongjoong had whispered when they were fucking in the morning. eyes zeroing into his own, up until he could see his own reflection there.
his response was a mere muffled moan. because hongjoong squeezed his throat; close enough to block his windpipe, and yet loose enough for him not to choke and greet his death. hongjoong picked up the pace, and the question died in his brain. getting drowned deep enough in the waves of pleasure, that he forgot to mention it the next time he woke up with sore ass.
O4.
โgorgeous,โ hongjoong praised on the day wooyoung got dolled up; it was yeosang's wedding, and san insisted on putting his make up.
hongjoong complimented him, and stared into his eyes long enough that wooyoung couldn't help but to grab onto his wrist; caging his husband behind, so that the older man couldn't escape into the crowds.
โyou have a weird obsession over my eyes, baby.โ
hongjoong laughed, and kissed his eyelid when he leaned in and wooyoung automatically closed his eyes. โyou have the prettiest eyes.โ
โi believe we have similar eyes.โ
but hongjoong shaked his head, and chose to kiss his other eyelid; forcing him into closing his eyes for the second time. โno, i love your eyes the most.โ
โcare to share the reason?โ
โbecause,โ hongjoong leaned away and simply stared. โi see my favorite color there.โ
โmm? brown? black?โ
hongjoong smiled, and indulged him in a searing kiss; burning bright with desire, and for seconds he thought he lost his breathe because hongjoong had taken it away. when hongjoong broke the kiss, wooyoung recognized one emotion that swam freely across his eyes. like he had hung the moon, and hongjoong was ready to worship him for it.
โno,โ hongjoong whispered. โbecause love is the color of your eyes.โ
๐ ๐ก๐๐ช๐จ๐, 9.57 am.