oh my god. wtf. i am on fire right now i'm not kidding, this was so fucking soft and so fucking sweet, I need to gnaw on some drywall, all of these lines hit me in the kneecaps: Hansol falls asleep, lulled by Seungkwan’s heartbeat. // They keep growing, the two of them. Hansol, more like a weed, while Seungkwan blooms, the tallest sunflower in the field. They keep growing, and so does this thing in Hansol’s chest. // Hansol stares, the way he always does, because when it’s Seungkwan, there’s no looking away. // Hansol lies there, emptying every word he does not say in the silent space between them. Impossibly wishing that Seungkwan will wake in the morning, knowing it all. I'm sorry for quoting it all back to you, but these lines really took me out, Hansol's love and devotion was so palpable and Seungkwan was so loveable and I really loved how you stepped through this, it fit together so well, the tension was tight and your prose is so enjoyable to read, I really really loved this!!!!!