Kyungmin looked over at you and smiled softly as you slept. He walked over to you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. He spoke in a hushed tone, almost a whisper, "Sorry for being up at late hours again.. If you were awake, I know you’d kill me.. But how could I sleep? I’m working on a poem for you.. About you." Kyungmin sighed, stepping out on the balcony as he held his computer full of wonders in his arms. The night was beautiful, but to him, it could never compete against you...
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