Jongin grunts, frustration on his brows as he looks at Kyungsoo again. “This relationship isn’t healthy.” Kyungsoo’s air is snatched out of him as Jongin cups his hand around his jaw. “My world revolves around you and only you. It’s been that way since we were kids.” In the dark of the night, Kim Jongin softly kisses Do Kyungsoo on the lips before he pulls away and whispers, “But sometimes it’s hard to know whether I really am in love with you or if I’m only used t

How much time does a human have in the palm of their hands?