#pinkbit

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His fingers wrap around the puzzle piece before he tosses it into the waste bin beneath Lu Han’s desk. “I’m making sure the wall isn’t impenetrable.” Minseok points to the empty gap he just made. “That’s an opening. I’m leaving an opening because I don’t want my walls to keep you out.” Lu Han looks confused, eyes narrowing ever so slightly in a feeble attempt at figuring out the meaning behind Minseok’s words. “I don’t understand.” “I’m sorry for making you wait this long but if it’s okay with you, I’d like to like you back.

Because I have come to realize that Kim Jongin is actually like a three-year-old, so he has a lot of dumb shit to say too. We are dumb together, in essence. Plus, he’s much more tolerant and likeable than expected,” Luhan says. “Two peas in a pod.” “He also hates peas.”

I tried to cut this city out of my heart.” He, in turn, feeds Luhan the same hesitation. “Why?” he finally asks cautiously, the tone in his voice wary as though the answer is going to be yet another one to throw him for a loop. He doesn’t like being surprised; there is something unsettling about being caught off guard by a stranger, after all. “There are pieces of me everywhere in this city and I couldn’t take the guilt.

we were happy." "are we now?" silence fills the room, suffocating them each slowly. "no, i'm not. but i will be." "then i will be too." his heart fits perfectly with luhan's. but his heart does not belong with luhan