“. . . Don’t you think this is wrong?” Hakyeon said suddenly, pushing himself away from the taller form stretched out next to him. Wordlessly, the man beside him pulls him back, and the darker man rests his crown on that pale shoulder. He sighs as Taekwoon’s arms wrap around him, closing the subject. ForewordJust a litle drabble I wrote when I was feeling really crappy ^^First straight up tragedy I wrote ViXX into .___. ViXXs mom & dad OTP (Neo) Reader discretion advised, I do not own the characters.