Jun
Hansol attempts to give one of the two microphones he's somehow ended up with to Jun, but Jun refuses, laughing. He reaches out and wraps an arm around Hansol instead, his hand resting intimately on Hansol's waist. After a moment, Jun pulls back and looks up at Hansol's face. Affection tugs his lips into a smile, and he gazes up, his world narrowing to just Hansol. To most people, Hansol is mesmerizing when he dances, but to Jun, Hansol is always captivating. As Jun stares, Hansol's large doe eyes come to rest softly on Jun's face before sliding away.
Jun is much less cautious in public than is Hansol, but he figures that if anyone can get away with that, he can, since he's generally pretty touchy with all the members. It's just that where Hansol is concerned, he's not always aware of his actions. Since The Unit, life has seemed like a dream. A happy, impossible dream, but also one seeped in determination, and desperation. Jun hates deadlines, and time limits. He's determined that U-kiss will not have a time limit, but UNB does, and this makes every second count.
There is an undercurrent of desperation beneath everything, but especially in this. This thing he has with Hansol. I can't have this for just a few months, Jun thinks helplessly. Every moment is precious. He's too far gone, and it makes him reckless sometimes. If Hansol is close, Jun will unconsciously reach out for him. He'll lose himself staring at the features he now knows so well, and drink in the sight of Hansol, as if memories are something he can store away for when they are no longer together all the time. Every day, a bit more of his soul is lost.
Even as he bursts into laughter at something Hansol is saying, there's the trace of a thought underneath. Please don't let this end. I can't lose this.
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