Forecast: Turbulence, then clear skies
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He can accurately pinpoints when and where he fell in love with Lee Hwitaek. Many years later their children will gather around them and hear the great comedy/tragedy of how the Sad and In-need-of-religious-consolation Jo Jinho found the actual sun Lee Hwitaek in SNU's tiny church and fell into the void that is love when he hears Hwitaek laugh.
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- Part 1 of Forecast: Turbulence, then clear skies
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He hears the fussing, but he sees the worry in Changgu's eyes. The boy's nice eyebrows are pinched together and his mouth moves around, tasting the words he's about to say. It's pouring down from above and there's dirt on Changgu's nose and forehead. The wind tosses his wet hair like a rag. There is nothing attractive about either one of them under this weather.
He lies. Changgu is the most beautiful boy he's ever seen, rain hailing or not. He defies the very physics of looks; like people caught under the rain should be like a wet dog - annoying and messy and drenched. But nooo, Yeo Changgu is like one of those manga love interests who scream innocent boy with heavy eyelashes and water dripping strategically down his prominent cheekbone and plump lips glistening with heaven's light.
Yan An kinda hates him. He kinda wants to kiss him.
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- Part 2 of Forecast: Turbulence, then clear skies
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Wooseok is like a cute animal. Not a little cuddly one, but a huge-ass one that has really contrasting facial features on a too developed body. Like a baby on steroids and calcium overdose. Shinwon wants to wrap metres of fluffy doona around this baby and carry him home so his mum and him can coddle Wooseok. He extends a hand experimentally to the boy, inching closer to his cheek.
Wooseok stares, but doesn’t move away. That’s not exactly a no.
He skims the defined jawline and places his palm gingerly on Wooseok’s left cheek. Neither of them move in case the universe hates Shinwon or something and he’ll move in the child’s space and they might hug-
The bus pulls to the curb and beeps at them. He jumps and drops his hand to Wooseok’s shoulder. The boy stares at the rest of his arm to his shoulder and touches his elbow gingerly.
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- Part 3 of Forecast: Turbulence, then clear skies