"Dude, chill, you can still get your f***ing bacon if you go to Subway's or whatever. Although I think they charge extra for it."
"No, you know what, that's beside the point right now. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you all that this is not a Disney Channel TV special, this is not a heart-warming G-rated chick flick, and it sure as hell isn't some f***ing shoujo manga. This is real life, on a Friday morning, and we are grown f***ing men, for f***'s sake. With pride, and dignity, and lives. Why. The F***. Are we here."
Kyungsoo stood up and threw a tantrum, “I don’t care. I want to go for a swim. And you’re coming with me. You’ve been neglecting me for a long time because of your training. You’re always listless when we meet up. Don’t you know how lonely I feel? Do you even care about me anymore? Do you even love me anymore?”
As his head tilted back, he was met with a hand at the end of an extended arm, which connected with the small frame of a round-faced male. His heart began beating so rapidly; he felt his ears hum at the sudden circulation of blood. His body grew dizzy from the internal heat surging within him. It felt like the world was rotating around him and with just one connection of their eyes; Daehyun knew this was the partner he had been looking for.
She was intensely drunk.
I heard something. No, I heard a bark.
I own the stage.
She left early. Tsk.
You whispered into my heart and kissed my soul...
While the mystery customer looks at the pastries, Jongdae feels his wrist buzz, and he is suddenly frozen in place. He had completely forgotten about the watch. His eyes take the time to actually look at this new customer, and Jongdae feels his heart stop. This is his soulmate?
Kyungsoo hadn't known what to expect when he finally to tell his mother he was gay, but being sent to an all-boys summer camp in the middle of nowhere certainly wasn't it...