Luhan presses a kiss to approximately where Jongin’s mouth is in the picture. It’s more than a kiss to a picture; it’s saying hello to a dear moment captured in time, a moment he can’t return to and a heart he can’t be connected with. There’s something so ersely intimate about it—something others would say was reserved for Sehun but Luhan wishes were his. He presses the photo to the fabric of his shirt, under his coat, on the left side where he can feel the sporadic thump of his excited heart against flesh as tears his soft features. He has only one wish.

If only Jongin’s world had begun and ended with him.

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written for MONOCHROME writing contest.

warning: deals with dark-ish themes, like stalking. this is slightly lighter and a tiny bit humorous in comparison to some of my other decidedly dark stories. i don't mean to downplay the effects of stalking and i'm not condoning it; it's most definitely a serious problem.

prompts used:

“You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince.” – E.L. James

"I want your world to begin and end with me." -Christian Grey