#leedamien

junsu swirled the contents of his glass, watching as the gold liquid moved in a whirlpool-like motion. a smirk ever-so present on his lips as his head starts to buzz because of all the alcohol he’s been consuming in the past hour or two. it was one of those nights where he finds himself hanging out with damien, and those nights usually lasted up until the wee hours of the morning— - regardless if they had stuff to do the following day or not. “yah,” he calls the other male’s attention, having to raise his voice slightly so as he could be heard over the loud music of the club they found themselves in, leaning in and putting his arm around his friend. “did I ever tell you that I’m gay?” he asks, the tone of his voice as casual as it could ever be. they’ve known each other for a while now, and though it wasn’t something that junsu hides, it wasn’t like he would be sharing that fact right off the bat to a friend — - but he felt as if that particular moment called for it.