[ to belong (gone like foams) ]"Stars are not small or gentle.They are writhing and dying and burning.They are not here to be pretty.I am trying to learn from them."- Caitlyn SiehlÆWonwoo struggles to breath, paper fingers flailing and feets falling in contrary to what he is supposed to feel. For Mingyu, they are just young, writhing from bruising each other unintentionally with the intention to feel, to stay afloat, and to belong.Æ"Wonwoo," Mingyus hand lingers around the hair of the boy with glasses that reminds him of two transparent full moons. Mingyu is not tired. No, he will never be if theres something he can hold on to. Someone.Wonwoo sighs, his husky voice resonance to his already crestfallen heart. "Not here, Mingyu.""But-""Were cursed, were doomed, were disgusting-""No, we are made of all the bright things, Wonwoo. No, youre wrong-""Youre lying to yourself, Mingyu.""At least Im brave enough to lie for the both of us. I did it for you also."  ForewordOKAY SO this is my guilty ship, and I was struggling to not write them AND EVENTUALLY I DO. Hope I wont fail writing them btw, its been long since I write a non hetero ship (the last was kaisoo btw). Subcribe, upvote and feedbacks are loveeeee. And, this will be a one shot ^^