#sejun;you woke up my heart 🏔️

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[ txt ] come home, i need cuddles! 🥺

[ txt ] i miss you a lot, darling 💕

{ san to his sejun 🩷 }

[txt → angel ❤️] Oh no, that's an emergency

[txt → angel ❤️] Coming real quick Darling, I'll make sure your cuddle needs are met, if not exceeded 💕

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À nos amours à Paris

@munniexhalazia — For San’s birthday.

July 8th )) — Sejun had never been that excited. Tonight, they would be in Paris. It was very early, of course. They had spent most of the night at the airport, waiting for their plane, and they had been flying for the all night, if not the all day... To be honest, Sejun had lost count of the hours after sleeping so much during the flight. He had woken up and taken off his blinding mask, looking at his lover with a soft smile onto his lips. “Are you asleep, darling ?” He asked in a soft voice, waiting to get the other’s attention before asking a few more questions. “What do you want to do first, when we arrive?”

He wanted to do so many things in the city. He hoped that he could at some point take some pictures with San, and that no one would bother them, but he knew those were only hopes and he had no way of knowing whether they would be okay or not.

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“Just let me stay here by your side… that would be enough.” { San to Sejun ❤️ }

Yet another crisis during the day. Sejun had spent the afternoon and evening crying before he had finally accepted to call San. Over the past months, his boyfriend had been the answer to all his problems, and if tonight things seemed more difficult than they usually were, the only thing he could do was calling for him...

By chance, the other had been available, and now that he was offering to stay by his side, he could only be grateful to have him, once again. "Thank you." In an effort to not collapse again, he reached for San's hand, holding it in between his.

Of course he wanted him to be stay... To be with him tonight. But maybe he had something to do... Maybe... "But won't your group look for you?" The last thing he wanted was for San to get into trouble because of him.

@munniexhalazia

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Even after the sun burns out.

@munniexhalazia —

"I did not remember it was so pretty around here." Sejun commented, looking around, a smile curling his lips as he kept holding San's hand until they arrived to a small clearing. The night was fresh, the season settling slowly upon the country, but it was never too fresh to go out and spend some time with the man you loved.

Sejun knew that it was early. Very early. But he also knew that his feelings were genuine, sincere, and that in the end, everything remained in San's control. There was no rush, but words that he wanted to say, to make clear, and as he waited San that night, in that spot of the forest he knew San loved, or so he thought because they had been there once or twice, he needed so badly to talk to him.

He had not told San why he wanted to come here. To be honest, he was feeling nervous, heart beating like crazy as he kept holding San's hand. He only released it once they arrived at the clearing and he was sure nothing would happen. "We should come here for a picnic some day." He knew the other could feel his emotions, but he hoped he could not read his thoughts, at least.

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[txt -> my ❤️] I miss you a lot...

[txt -> my ❤️] Like A LOT 🥺

[txt -> my ❤️] Here something for you 💕

[txt → angel ❤️] I miss you horribly as well

[txt → angel ❤️] But I'm so proud of you working so hard

[txt → angel ❤️] Why are you so pretty ? :((

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It felt like a dream. As he was flying to the other side of the world, Sejun looked through the window, watching the sea of clouds he could see from there, lost in his thoughts. He could notice how his mind was drifting from one thought to the other, not paying much attention to what was happening around him.

But it was not them who gave him that dreamlike feeling.

With the insane amount of travelling he was doing, Sejun had grown used to those sights, and even if they still managed to get him a small gasp from time to time, the main reason for his contemplativeness was very different today.

It was San.

The model had spent the past few minutes scrolling down his gallery, looking at pictures they had taken together. Pictures on which, Sejun realized, he looked happy.

Happy.

Had he ever been happy ? Genuinely happy, that is. After spending years jumping from one relationship to the other. After having such a hard time being able to accept someone's affection as genuine. Now, he was willing to believe that it was maybe possible. Since his curse had begun, only once he had met someone who was giving him this feeling. Butterlies in the stomach, they said. It did feel a bit like that. It felt way better then that. Even now, as he was excited to travel and take part in another event, he could not wait until the moment he would go back to his boyfriend.

And that was amazing.

Probably one of the best feelings he had ever experienced.

The need to go somewhere, so see someone, not because he was feeling lonely, but because he deeply missed them.

So after closing his gallery he placed his head against the headrest, a faint smile onto his lips, the sea of clouds everywhere to be seen, with the sun reflecting upon them. He took a picture, reminding himself that he would show him.

If this was all a dream, he wanted to never wake up.

And if this was real, all the problems he had gone through were finally worth it.