soonism

[soonism]

we could call it even

—a sunsun fic

7.2k words

angst

rated M for vague descriptions of sexual act

reconciliation, pining, getting together

Summary:

There is a distinct sentiment in the days between Christmas and New Year’s; something intangible, something quiet and grievously untroubled– like walking through the narrow space between time, like reading between the lines. Liminal, eerily foreign, but at the same time, idyllic.

And sauntering among the towering bookshelves, Sunoo’s days in Seoul had felt exactly like this.

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“What if I’d like to take you out? For dinner, I mean. Would you be busy then?”

Rekindling the old flame of a past love is dangerous ground— never one for the books, but it’s a good thing Sunoo doesn’t really read.