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Cheongsan spat in his face, his eyes lightened up, Gwinam was so fascinated by him. His confidence, everything.

Gwinam punched him back with no hesitation, knocking him to the ground but he lowered his head slowly, preventing any long term damage for his nemesis.

He sat with him, cheongsan's head rested on his lap. He decided to stay with him because why not?

He analysed his facial features, he felt the urge to touch his face, lightly, brushing his fingers on his cheeks. How beautiful.

He slowly brushed his fingers on his lips, his soft lips. Gwinam was astonished by how much intrigue he had for the short, almost fearless boy which dared to stand up to him.

"such a pretty face" he mumbled, he smiled softly. He grazed his eye, still holding back the small yet strong urge to harshly stick his finger into it and cause a painful awakening for the boy.

He enjoyed seeing him so peaceful yet it would feel even better if he just, disrupted it.

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