Yugyeom wasn't weird. He could think that his friends looked beautiful in a totally platonic, non-romantic and non-ual way. Yugyeom could appreciate art when he saw it.

warnings: rated PG for strong language, light angst, unbeta'd

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Just as a fun fact, I literally had to do some research just to find out exactly what a foreword is and what I should put in it, and if that doesn't spell n o o b then please don't expect a good fic, I'm totally new at this.

Tbh, I do not usually do this, the whole writing fanfiction thing. Rather, I am a closet reader with a cache of indiscriminate and unpublished literature that will never escape from the basement (sounds familiar?). Overall, this is a one-shot au prompt (is it still a prompt if I made the prompt? omfg somebody pls tell me how this works) that took longer for me to finish because I am a problematic loser with insecurities, so funny business aside, please indulge. Honestly, I'm just a simple girl gratifying my simple needs. God bless this beautiful ship.