NC-17

Walls You can’t hear Taekwoons footsteps; whether it’d be on rough carpet, squeaky floorboards or cracked marble, Taekwoon’s silence is as if he’s just floating above the ground. Which is why Sanghyuk was surprised that night, in the midst of deafening darkness and eerie silence, a brush of a kiss was stolen from Sanghyuk’s lips. The perpetrator, Jung Taekwoon.