ao3 persuasions 솔부 verkwan ONLY
DIRECTORY RATED G - T swimming fools - T
"Oh," is what Tobi says, when Vernon finally tells him all about it. "Oh?" "Sorry, I'm still trying to, like, get it," Tobi frowns, "You're saying Boo wants to get married and you don't?" "No," Vernon whines, "It's not that I don't." "So, you do? Then what's the problem here?" "That's not it either." "I gotta be honest. You're not exactly making sense," Kero leans back on the couch, shooting Vernon an apologetic look. Vernon goes to New York and thinks about marriage while reading a Central Park brochure. in seoul - T
Ah, shit , Vernon thinks. He's really pretty. Some enchanted evening, idol rapper Chwe Vernon meets jazz singer Boo Seungkwan. deuce! - M
“Shut up,” Hansol whines, “They’re all joking that I lost the joust in the third set because I was too distracted by your legs.” Hansol knows the opposing team's star rookie very, very well. yes, i'm changing - e
Sometimes, Hansol swears he feels as though he’s born to love Seungkwan. The sound of your guts. making of
“Hansol...” Seungkwan’s voice booms out only to trail off, and he sighs before calling for a break. Hansol’s expression off-camera turns sour, stressed. At the sight of it, Seungkwan feels just a little bit regretful, but this is something Hansol has to hear, no matter how harsh. “Come here.” There are steps in falling in love.