•𝖓𝖈𝖙 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘•

•𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴•

[markhyuck prompt]

" The white sky that had clouds and rain, the wind turns gray "

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haechan wonders who the boy he shares earbuds with on the evening train is.

every day he comes and goes.

ruffling the smaller's black hair, it makes haechan crave his presence.

but today he didn't come.

or the next day.

or the next.

until it became nearly a week since they've crossed paths.

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[based off of a tweet i saw]