The sincerity in Wonshik’s eyes scares Taekwoon to death. He had never seen someone gazes at him with so much hatred, so angry, so resentful it sent shivers down his body. It sent pleasant shiver down his body too, oddly enough.

Taekwoon had thought that doing this whole subunit thing was useless, Vixx does well and there’s no point on breaking them down in another group. Though he hates to admit that this is a way for them Wonshik and Taekwoon to stop lip locking on the couch 247 or recording (it was Wonshik’s idea really) their voices during y time and work on something that actually earn them money. And he really doesn’t mind to do it with his y, younger, smoking hot boyfriend. But it gets hard really, not only for his mind but also his body.

They had to repeat their dancing on the beach scene thousands of times because really, Taekwoon couldn’t stop himself ogling on Wonshik’s beautiful God-hand-sculpted body. And the additional tattoos, god the additional tats are just perfect. And the hugging scene weren’t meant to be there, they were supposed to just stare at each other and pants and do uny things but Wonshik couldn’t help himself from launching at Taekwoon, either kissing him, tackling him, or hugging him. And all of them, the crew included that the hugging scene is the best and the most acceptable frame.

Now though, he barely able to move his fingers as Wonshik stares at him like that. Like ‘that’. So much hatred, so much passion, so much feelings, he could even make out the love spoken out loudly beneath all the emotion. And he can’t help but to lean in. Leans in and presses his lips against Wonshik as he reaches out to choke him.

His lips tugged into a smile when Wonshik whispered into his ear. In that low low hot ing y voice of his. “Let’s do this later,” he was scared

this doesnt make sense :'3

but it has to go out

like

I HAS TO DO THIS