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Hoseok x Puma.

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The very first time I fell in love, I did so instantly. I threw it away. Gave it away. Since then I have learned to guard it, let it out in little increments, let my love into my work, let it leak into my every day interactions. I have collared and tamed myself into submissive love. Passive love. Have a good day, love. And yet here you are. Passionate and passive. Have a good day, *and* I can’t wait to see you again. Your affection is young. You have loved so few, and those you have loved, you have adored deeply. I am a firecracker. I burn brightly and I burn out. And I wonder how your life could coincide with mine so seamlessly. But you touch me seamlessly. Carefully and roughly, like I am fragile with no fear of breaking. Your hands fit my body. And the boulder turns to a pebble. The pebble tumbles down stream. You are changing things I thought were certain. And I am tumbling too.

For some reason, I knew the sun rose ecstatically. I woke up the museum with laughter and the burn of coffee forgotten on the side of the stove. Forever being called to save the day. Tones and hues and dots splash across my life line, all a blur. The afternoon fades into view and suddenly I find myself giggling with a boy. Instantly addicted to his presence, I think “maybe this is where you give up caffeine.” His face dances with talent and passion, and I discover that I am wondering how it would feel to wrap up in his world. His hands spread as they use the cloth to rub the table in the same circle, over and over again. Everyone else is gone, and he’s used his break to stay and talk to me. To ‘help me clean’. I know about his family now, about his childhood, his love for children, his sweetness for his sisters. I know that he only drinks rum, I know his face sparks when he finds himself in genuine conversation. He feels steady. I like him already. “Can I ask you a random question?” He squints, tilting his head. “Sure!” I pause. And that is how this chapter begins. We’ve been talking all night. Please don’t be like the last.