Love is a losing game
Description
Brothers.
Family.
Fanservice.
Doubts.
Touches.
Smiles.
Tears.
And I love you.
Foreword
Top's eyes light up as he's talking.
"And then, Jiyong and I ..." He looks at Daesung, who's simply staring off into space.
"Yah! Are you even listening to me?" He lets out as he gives a soft nudge at the boy. The latter looks up and flashes a smile.
"Yes, yes. Jiyong this, Jiyong that. If you miss him that much, then what are you still doing here?" He scoffs. The smile disappears, and he resumes to the staring off.
"Daesungie... You know it's not like that between us," the oldest sighs.
"I know, I know. You only have eyes for me," Daesung answers. He's still not looking at his hyung, and Top is wondering whether the youngest even has a clue as to what he means to him.
"Good boy," he smirks.
Written by Daengel and IPaintMyselfBlue.
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