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the second their lips met, it felt like the world was gone, and only they were left. there was no distraction,  no stopping the amazement that flowed so easily within them both.

wonpils fingertips felt cold on dowoons cheeks, but that same feeling was there, as before.

wonpil felt warm inside, and he's never felt anything besides isolation. dowoon felt comforted, as their kiss represented words that didn't need to be said, because they were being expressed in that very moment.

their breaths mingled and they didn't want to move away but if they hadnt dowoon would pass out.

"woah," wonpil breathed, gasping. "that was-"

"remarkable."

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