[Nights of amber kerosene, not enough natural light. Sigh, this is supposed to be a foreword? Well... I'll update this one soon. Ontae because anon requested! Fluffy, small and petite Onew!]
Chapter 1: This is beautifully written, and I love the way they are with each other, but I don't really understand what's going on. Where are they? Is Taemin supposed to watch over him or is he just doing to be near him? So many questions.
Chapter 1: I love this in so many ways. They way you've imagined their little gestures to intimate detail. The way you've written this. The crazy bitterness of Taemin with an undercurrent of sweetness. They way Onew just lets all of Taemin's mean words wash over him like they are air. Onew's patience. The pain. The sweet, sweet pain.
Argh, "thanks for writing this", is what I mean to say.
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