[ Before everything happened, Sungmin held a lot of affection and easily shared it with others, sometimes too much in the case of wayward traveler's in the sea depths but after the cleansing things were different. Sure, he fell into bed with plenty of people but never for long and he always left feeling worse.
The warmth and safety never existed, nor the spark and excitement of something new. Just a whole lot of hollowness instead.
But the affectionate ways still existed inside of him. ]
You don't have to worry about me. I do want it.
[ His hand remained cupping Dash's cheek, a feather light touch. ]
Let me phrase this another way. Do you want to cuddle with me? [ Being coy never seemed to work out right for him. ]
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The warmth and safety never existed, nor the spark and excitement of something new. Just a whole lot of hollowness instead.
But the affectionate ways still existed inside of him. ]
You don't have to worry about me. I do want it.
[ His hand remained cupping Dash's cheek, a feather light touch. ]
Let me phrase this another way. Do you want to cuddle with me? [ Being coy never seemed to work out right for him. ]