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"Papa? What time are we leaving?" Twelve year old Doyoung asked his father, Hyunsuk, as he was fixing his 'get away' clothes and hygiene kit in his backpack. Hyunsuk was also typing away on his laptop doing some last minute work before focusing on their winter trip at their old house in the province.
"We're leaving after lunch—honey, we're just going to be there for two nights. Surely, you don't need that much underwear? Your Dad will also provide your skiing and other winter activity stuff that you're going to do. You gotta pack light because we're not driving."
"Why is Dad not fetching us? Why are we taking the train? Is his girlfriend going to be there?" Hyunsuk sighed as he finally closed his laptop to face his son. If he was being honest, he'd rather not go on a trip again with his ex-husband, Jihoon, because the last one was really bad. They just end up getting into arguments after arguments.
If only Haruto lived with him, he wouldn't have to meet with his ex ever again. However, Haruto adored Jihoon so much that he chose to stay with him over Hyunsuk. It still hurts Hyunsuk up to the present. As a compromise, they vowed to dedicate their all to coparenting for Jihoon to see Doyoung and in return, Hyunsuk to Haruto. They promised their children that they will go on seasonal trips which are just four times a year: winter, spring, summer and fall.
Hyunsuk and Jihoon only got divorced for more than a year and this winter is their second attempt to achieve good co-parenting to their two boys. During the trip last fall, they realized that even though it was a whole mess between them, they made their children see that they could co-exist. They just don't realize what happens when they're not around. Both Jihoon and Hyunsuk decided that it's still a wise decision for them to bond as a family so as not to lose the connection between the siblings as well as them as parents to each.
"We're taking the train because they're already there, hon. And no, your Dad's not taking anyone with him except for your brother." Hyunsuk's heart thudded in his chest. He wasn't really sure if Jihoon's not bringing anyone but he was hoping that his ex wouldn't have the audacity to introduce someone else that early in their divorce. He just heard about the "girlfriend" from their mutual friend, Junkyu, when Hyunsuk saw him at the bakery last fall before their trip.
So, maybe it was a bit of the reason why their vacation got ruined. Hyunsuk already knew of Jihoon's dating status and the latter didn't have the courage to tell him. What's wrong about having a girlfriend? They're already divorced. Why wouldn't Jihoon just tell him the truth? The topic never came up so every little thing that Jihoon did somehow annoyed Hyunsuk that built into little arguments that eventually became big. Luckily, their two sons always have their own world when together—the bond never detaches and is oblivious to their parents' petty fights.
Hyunsuk didn't even bother messaging Jihoon anymore as Doyoung did the honors in talking with his father. Hyunsuk was also on the phone with Haruto. That's how they communicate and how it should be in Hyunsuk's opinion. It's better to pass through the kids so as not to go down dangerous paths such as getting dazzled by some gorgeous male face. Although, they do some little communication especially when it comes to financial matters and home adjustments.
Of course, his ex-husband is undeniably one of the most attractive people on earth considering his work as a singer and model for a famous underwear line. It's bad enough that Hyunsuk's ex-husband could be seen everywhere from huge billboards, magazines and social media. He's just everywhere. And it reminded Hyunsuk everyday of him, of their life together, their supposed future yet it was also the main reason why their family had broken up.
Hyunsuk looked at Doyoung who's now sleeping soundly on the seat near the window of the train. He watched the trees covered in snow as the train rapidly passed on their way to their old rest house. It was more like a cabin but that's the place that they would go together as a family at least once during winter, a hideaway from the city where they could also enjoy a simple life.
As the view from the train was filled with more trees, Hyunsuk knew that they're already nearby. He got a bit nervous knowing that he'll finally see Haruto again and of course, Jihoon. Hyunsuk hopes that his son is still comfortable with him despite being away from him for a while.
Finally, the train stopped and Hyunsuk woke Doyoung up to prepare for their exit. As he was taking their luggage from the upper compartment of their seat, Hyunsuk saw Jihoon through the window, fixing Haruto's scarf around his neck. Jihoon seemed a bit bulkier and healthy-looking from the last time he saw him.
"Papa?" Doyoung called his father because he was caught by a trance at the sight of his ex-husband and Haruto. Hyunsuk's heart almost dropped as he saw them laughing with a pretty woman beside them. 'Ah. This must be the girlfriend.' Hyunsuk thought. Doyoung hurriedly wore his backpack out of excitement to be with his younger brother.
"Doyoung!" Hyunsuk called out because Doyoung ran on the train aisle and out of the exit door.
"Dad! Ruto!" Doyoung shouted and Jihoon turned around and accepted the hug of his son running towards him.
"Hey, young man. You are looking even more like me. Let me see that face." Doyoung gazed up at Jihoon with a huge smile. Jihoon ruffled his hair adoringly and looked at Hyunsuk behind him carrying a duffle bag and a trolly.
"Papa." Jihoon turned and watched Haruto run towards Hyunsuk who seemed to almost match his father's height despite his young age.
"Oh, baby. How are you? I missed you so much." Hyunsuk kissed Haruto's forehead and Jihoon's heart clenched at the visual. Hyunsuk was still the same. He gets emotional easily, hence the glassy eyes of his ex-husband.
"Ruto!" Doyoung opened his arms excitedly as the two brothers hug. Haruto took his brother's backpack despite his protests. The two exes watched their children walk away towards the parking lot.
"Hyunsuk. Long time."
"Jihoon."
"Still weird to hear you call me that."
"Call you by your name?"
"You know what I mean, jagiya." Hyunsuk's blood rushed to his face because Jihoon never stopped calling him that endearment despite their separation. He blushed and Jihoon smiled. He knew instantly that his ex-husband would blush. It was inevitable because Hyunsuk has always been quick with his reactions—transparent and an open book, easy to read.
"Hoo—"
"Hoon!" The lady that Hyunsuk saw earlier from the train window called out and came speeding to Jihoon's side. She's holding a fresh bouquet of flowers that Hyunsuk didn't notice from a while ago.
"Hey. You good?" Jihoon smiled at her.
"Yes. Thanks for this." The lady smiled back at him as she raised the bouquet. Hyunsuk saw red knowing that Jihoon gave the lady some flowers. He doesn't understand why Jihoon would do it during his arrival. He knows that he's just an ex-husband now but Hyunsuk found it disrespectful for Jihoon to bring his girlfriend most especially if they haven't even talked about it yet and how it would affect their children.
"Hyunsuk, this is Jessie. Jessie, this is Hyunsuk." Jihoon introduced the two enthusiastically but Hyunsuk remained with an unreadable expression.
"Oh, Jihoon told me a lot of good things about you! I can't believe I'm meeting Haruto's other Dad. Such a great kid!" Jessie raised her hand to shake Hyunsuk's. The latter did but it was just in a split second, like he couldn't stand her hand. Hyunsuk was purely annoyed with the idea that the lady had so much time spent with his son already and… Jihoon. Jihoon noticed the tension so he just cleared his throat.
"Anyway, Jess, we're heading towards the cabin now."
"Yeah. I better head to town now. I heard there's a snow storm coming tonight. Make sure to stock up on wood."
"Noted, Jess. Thanks. Take care." Jessie walked away from them with glee as she waved her goodbye. Jihoon turned to Hyunsuk and the latter is still sporting the same expression from earlier.
"Jagiya?"
"Oh, I'm jagiya again? You call me Hyunsuk if there's other people around."
"What—"
"Save your breath. I'm surprised that you didn't kiss her goodbye. Jihoon, it's okay. But isn't it too early? You should’ve considered talking to me first and how we're going to tell the kids.”
"Why—"
"Let's go. It's getting cold. They're probably waiting by the car already."
Hyunsuk didn't give Jihoon time to explain himself and just walked with all of his bags. Jihoon froze for a few seconds and ran to catch up with Hyunsuk and help him carry the luggage. Jihoon chuckled to himself as he realized that he's going to enjoy the weekend trip this time.
—
Enjoyment was the least thing on Jihoon's mind now considering the fact that they only have enough wood for the living room. The heaters for all bedrooms were not working except for Doyoung's bedroom.
Turns out, the caretaker of the cabin forgot to put the wood inside the house that morning and now it's all covered in snow. They just realized this after having a fun time playing board games and a hearty dinner. Jessie was right. They should have double checked the supply of wood. They completely forgot about the time as they just really had loads of fun all throughout the day.
Surprisingly, the two exes did not act dog and cat as they were just civil towards each other and genuinely spent the time with their sons. They have decided to let Doyoung and Haruto go up to the bedroom and sleep together since the heater there is working properly. The bedroom was too small so Jihoon and Hyunsuk decided that they would share the heat from the fireplace in the living room.
They both tucked Doyoung and Haruto in the bedroom and wished them a good sleep. They also made sure that the two are warm enough for the whole night. Hyunsuk was thankful that they already had the initiative to change Doyoung’s bed into a queen-sized one as a gift on his tenth birthday. Now, both brothers fit in it comfortably.
Hyunsuk’s heart clenched as he kissed Haruto’s forehead and the latter whispered a little ‘I love you, Papa’ to him. It was a rewarding moment for having not seen his son for months. He caught Jihoon smiling at them while watching by the door. He didn’t know why but his heart began to race seeing Jihoon smile like that.
It was still early in their divorce and Hyunsuk was so sure that it was just a little separation anxiety—very normal for destroyed relationships who were used to being together all the time for so many years, not to mention bringing up children together.
Hyunsuk only brought two jackets with him as he didn’t expect the unfortunate event. He knew about the heaters in the house being faulty but he just thought that Jihoon was responsible enough to ensure that there’s enough heat for them to get through the night. They’re also in the middle of nowhere, having the cabin a bit far from neighbors. It was a gift from Jihoon’s parents when they got married.
“I’m really sorry. I really thought everything’s set already.” Jihoon said as he gave Hyunsuk three blankets on the couch.
“You should’ve checked. It’s winter, Jihoon.” Hyunsuk pointed out as he was fixing the pillows on the couch as well as making himself a blanket nest in which he could wrap himself in.
“I know. I had to pick-up Ruto after his dance class and just asked Mr. Yoon to prepare the house for us. And then, Jessie had an emergency and we had to help her—”
“Oh.” Hyunsuk instantly reacted as he heard the girl’s name again. He tried his best to be in the best mood during their hang out with the kids so as not to ruin Doyoung and Haruto’s ‘normal family moment’ and Jihoon just had to bring up his girlfriend in the scenario. “We can’t do anything about it now. Let’s just hope that the storm will stop soon and we can get firewood first thing in the morning.”
Jihoon noticed the change in Hyunsuk’s tone and he smiled like a spark of hope lit inside him because he wanted to know if Hyunsuk is affected and disturbed by the thought of him and Jessie together. “Are you sure you’re comfortable on the couch? We can change. You can use this heated comforter.” Jihoon changed the topic because he noticed Hyunsuk's evident sour mood.
Hyunsuk considered Jihoon's suggestion for a bit as he watched Jihoon prepare the comforter on the carpet. It looked cozy and really warm. Yet the same thing was what they used for their wedding night and he doesn’t want anything to relive those memories. “I’m good, thanks. I'm okay with the three blankets that you got me.”
“You’re really sure? I know you hate the cold.” Hyunsuk noticed the genuine worry in Jihoon's tone. But then the thought of him and that girl clouded his thoughts again. He knew of Jihoon's kindness to everyone but the thought that he was extra kind to his special someone who used to be him now passed on to an unknown girl whom he didn't even introduce to him properly as his girlfriend.
“I said, I’m good. Good night.” Hyunsuk said in a clipped tone and turned his back against Jihoon while laying on the family couch. Hyunsuk rolled his eyes because some memories of them on the same couch also clouded his thoughts. Hyunsuk sighed in frustration. Jihoon just nodded with understanding knowing that he made a serious mistake not checking on the supply of firewood. So, he just proceeded to make himself comfortable under the thick duvet.
They both couldn’t sleep as it was their first time in the divorce that they were in the same room for a whole night. They kept on turning around and switching places yet they just couldn’t find the right comfort spot for them to drift to sleep. And then, at a seemingly timed moment, both of them turned and unintentionally faced each other sideways—Hyunsuk on the large couch and Jihoon below him on the carpet, in front of the fireplace.
Even in the dim light with just the fire on, Jihoon could see Hyunsuk’s blush. The latter blinked in embarrassment as he wrapped himself with the blanket more as if to protect himself. Jihoon was just staring at him with a soft expression on his face. Some of their memories together in the cabin came flashing through their eyes. They’re just silently reminiscing while facing each other with so many questions rushing to their heads. What went wrong? What happened to them? What changed?
"Couldn't sleep?" Jihoon asked.
"Hmm."
"You want me to sing?"
"Jihoon."
"Jagiya." Hyunsuk scoffed and turned his back on him. "Come on. I used to sing you to sleep. You used to love it." Jihoon said. He won't let it go.
"Used to." Hyunsuk whispered, tracing the circular patterns on the back rest of the couch. He's feeling the urge to cry. He doesn't know why he's feeling emotional. Maybe it was because of the fact that he found an alone time with Jihoon again and yet they couldn't even barely have a proper conversation, with an ample distance between them, and worst of all, they're separated.
It's ironic how the main reason for their divorce is never finding time for each other and for their family because of the demands of their jobs yet, here they are—managed to actually find time for their family to be whole, to hopefully be good parents to Doyoung and Haruto. Why can't they have done that when they were together? Apparently, they can be parents. And they can have fun. Just the scenario from a while ago made the both of them forget that they're already separated. Turns out, they can be a family if they really wanted to. So, what went wrong?
Suddenly, the fire got little and they realized that soon enough it would be gone. Hyunsuk gasped in worry and looked at Jihoon who was staring back apologetically. Jihoon was warm enough in the comforter, so he had an idea.
"Hyunsuk, keep an open mind."
"I'm not sleeping with you, Jihoon."
"You're sleeping with me. If I have to drag you in here just to keep you warm, I would."
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Sshhh! You might wake the kids up."
"What you're suggesting is ridiculous."
"I can't sleep knowing you're on that couch and as cold as a statue, Hyunsuk Park—uhm… Choi." There was a moment of silence after Jihoon's slip up. Hyunsuk blushed yet again and he could swear that Jihoon briefly gazed at his lips and back to his eyes. The 'girlfriend' came to Hyunsuk's mind which brought back his irritation. He glared at Jihoon.
"The answer is no." Jihoon glared back at this.
"What about the trauma and guilt that I would get later in the morning with the memory of your teeth chattering and me lying comfortably here? What would the kids say, then? It's bad enough that we're divorced and now I'll suffer from the description of having mistreatment towards my ex-husband—"
"Fine! Geez." Hyunsuk breathed out as he rubbed his socked feet under his blankets. He finally accepts that he's cold. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down. Jihoon froze as he watched Hyunsuk appear in his thick purple fleece pajamas and moved towards him. "Well, scoot over then!"
"Uhh—yeah. Sure!" Jihoon couldn't believe his luck. He never would have thought that Hyunsuk would agree to sleeping with him for a night. He opened the thick duvet to let Hyunsuk inside.
"I'm not getting in. I'll use the blankets you gave me. I just need the heated comforter to sleep on." Hyunsuk said and Jihoon rolled his eyes.
"Just get in, jagiya. We'll just sleep. Please." Hyunsuk contemplated for a minute and just shook his head in defeat.
"Okay."
"Okay?"
The main reason why Hyunsuk didn't want to sleep on it was because of the memories. The way the firewood ticks in the background, the dim lighting and shadows in the family room, the wooden flooring, the carpet that they bought together after they moved in, the cold, Jihoon's handsome face and warmth—everything reminded him of their first night as a married couple.
However, why is it that deep inside him, it's also the main reason why he agreed with Jihoon? He wanted it too. So badly.
Hyunsuk got down slowly and flopped his pillow before completely laying beside Jihoon. They could only hear the fire and the howling wind from the outside. They're both staring at the ceiling and trying to sleep but failing. The proximity was just unbearable for the both of them. Jihoon felt like talking, so he did.
"How are you?"
"What do you mean, Hoonie?" Jihoon wanted to melt against the fire despite the cold. He felt like a puddle trying to recover from the intense warmth that he felt after hearing Hyunsuk call him 'Hoonie'.
"How are you in life… in general?"
"Just okay. I mean, I'm still adjusting to this new life even though it's been a year already."
"Did you get the microwave fixed?" Jihoon asked out of the blue.
"Oh—uhm. Well, I gave up and just had someone fix it for us."
"Oh, good. How about the electric fan? Is it working now?"
"Yes, thanks. You were right. It just needs some cleaning. How about you? Did you finally learn how to make Haruto's ramen flavor?"
"Yes. I saved the recipe that you sent me. He said that it wasn't as good as yours but it'll do. He learned to love it. He called it Dad's Style. You should make Papa's Style tomorrow morning for him." Jihoon suggested and briefly turned to look at Hyunsuk. He almost regretted it because now he wanted to stare at Hyunsuk longer to see the wrinkles near his eyes once more.
"Good idea." They both chuckled and got silent immediately as soon as they realized that during the year of their separation, they were still actually communicating and helping each other out.
"You look great, jagiya. I almost didn't recognize you with that blonde hair."
"Hmm. Thanks. You too. Going to the gym regularly?"
"A bit. Jessie suggested this gym in town—"
"Oh."
"Uhm."
"About that. You could've just told me. I can't believe I got informed by other people before you. We have kids together, Jihoon. Don't you think I have the right to know too? We should've talked about how it will affect the kids—"
"Right to know what?"
"Okay. Now, we're divorced but again, we have children toge—"
"Hyunsuk, what are you talking about?" Jihoon sat up and looked Hyunsuk in the eyes.
"Your girlfriend! Also, isn't this a bit weird? You're very comfortable asking me to lay beside you. What would Jessie think, huh?"
"You think Jessie is my girlfriend?!"
"Isn't she?"
"No!"
"Don't lie. You even gave her flowers." Hyunsuk said in a bitter tone.
"That's for Jessie's mom. The lady kept on giving us fresh milk from the farm. I just thanked her for her kindness and it's her birthday. Haruto and I couldn't go because we have this planned trip in the cabin." Jihoon rapidly explained himself.
"Oh." Hyunsuk got speechless.
"Tell me, why would I have a girlfriend after only a year or so of getting divorced from my fifteen-year loving marriage? What kind of a guy do you think I am, Hyunsuk?"
"I—what?"
"You heard it from me. If you believe in other people more than me, then go. Believe what you want to believe."
"I'm sorry—"
"If anything, I'm still moving on from the pain of it all. And I miss Doyoung and our family so much. I fucking miss you, Hyunsuk. Every single day of this life turned shitty because you're gone."
"Jihoon." Hyunsuk sat up now too—shocked by what he was hearing. He could see the sincerity in Jihoon's eyes, those shiny orbs that always got him from the very beginning.
"Tell me, why? I should be happy because I have a ridiculous lavish life, a fantastic career, fans still love me despite my age, two amazing sons and despite my divorce, I can still lead a life that I wanted. Tell me, why am I sad? So sad. And yet this… a slight discomfort, laying in the cold in the middle of nowhere. Why am I happy? Right now? Because of you. You're here. It's crazy."
"Hoonie."
"Jagiya. My jagiya. Tell me, is there really no chance at all?" Hyunsuk knew what chance Jihoon was talking about. Their divorce was so rash back then now that he's thinking about it. It was only out of anger and exhaustion and hurt all at the same time that they forgot to consider their love—the love that's still present despite it all.
"Even with the knowledge that you have a girlfriend, I can't help but pretend that everything was well a while ago. While we were acting like a family. I want it so bad. I want it back. Right now, I am happy too, Hoonie."
Because they're both sitting and just half their bodies are under the duvet, Jihoon noticed Hyunsuk's freezing hands. So, he took it in his and rubbed it. He blew a warm breath on it as well. Hyunsuk's heart beat so fast while watching Jihoon that near his face.
"Jagiya, you're still as beautiful as ever. God, I missed you."
"I… missed you too, Hoonie." Hyunsuk answered in a tiny voice and Jihoon just grasped his neck and gave him a kiss, a burning one—so apt for the freezing weather and the intense feelings surrounding them. Hyunsuk sat on top of Jihoon and kissed him back with equal passion, their hands busy touching everywhere to relieve themselves from the cold.
"Did I say that I was happy a while ago?" Jihoon asked and Hyunsuk just nodded, their foreheads touching. "Well, jagiya… now. Now, I'm at my happiest." A tear dropped from Hyunsuk's eye and Jihoon kissed it away and moved on to his lips, so sweet. He craved for it like his favorite ice cream flavor, mint chocolate chip—the one that he adores, the one that he is looking for, the one that he will not get tired of, the one that he will never be bothered tasting over and over, the one that he will defend forever, the one that satisfies him, the one that he loves.
They started laying down and made themselves move under the duvet. They took off their clothes one by one without losing eye contact. Hyunsuk reached out for Jihoon's cock and wrapped his hand around it. He moved under the covers and Jihoon watched as he licked the tip of his cock.
"Jagiya… make it wet."
"Hmm.." Hyunsuk placed Jihoon's cock inside his mouth and sucked. He bobbed his head up and down until it reached his throat. He missed it. He missed everything about Jihoon. The fact that he couldn't even touch himself without thinking about Jihoon was enough for him to accept and admit to himself that he still wants him. And Jihoon is in awe at how Hyunsuk decided to pleasure him first before anything. The privilege of Hyunsuk handling his length made him feel alive.
"So… so beautiful. Fuck." Jihoon groaned while watching under the sheets. Hyunsuk lubricated it well by ensuring a good amount of saliva coating Jihoon's cock. "Ahhh! Enough. I want to enter you now." Jihoon held Hyunsuk's face and wiped the wetness with his thumb. They looked at each other meaningfully as they both switched positions.
"H-hoonie?" Hyunsuk called him softly as Jihoon got on top of him and caressed his face. Their eyes are scorching, skin to skin and their breathing erratic as they feel their hearts beat against their chest.
"Yes, my love?"
"You want this as much as I do, right?" Jihoon felt the worry in Hyunsuk's question. So, he gave him a loving kiss, so sweet—hoping for Hyunsuk to feel what he feels for him. They both grinded their bodies, touching and caressing wherever is sensitive. Jihoon kissed Hyunsuk's forehead and then his nose.
"Want? I need you, Hyunsuk. I've been meaning to reach out to you and this winter trip's just in the right timing. I meant to ask if we can work this out? Start anew? I was going to ask you tomorrow night—the last night of the trip so as not to ruin anything should you wish differently. Haruto helped me with it. But time's on my side right now. Being with you like this… I couldn't wait. I just had to grab this chance."
"Oh, Hoonie. You make me happy."
"Be mine again. Let's work on our family, jagiya."
"And never give up."
"Exactly. But I feel like we never did. I couldn't forgive myself for letting that happen. Let you leave."
"Sshhh. What matters is the present." Jihoon captured Hyunsuk's lips once more and lifted his legs slightly for him to position his cock in between his slit. Jihoon watched from below him how Hyunsuk's hole could barely gape. So, he spat on his hand and lubricated it.
"Ooohhhh… Hoonie… be gentle with me."
"Fuck, you're tight." Jihoon penetrated two fingers slowly inside Hyunsuk as he couldn't wait to enter him already and be enveloped by his warm heat.
"A—uhhh! Hhnnng." Hyunsuk moaned softly and tried his best not to make loud noises to not wake Doyoung and Haruto up.
"You think you're ready for me?"
"I'm always ready for you. Break me, Hoonie." Jihoon broke into Hyunsuk as the latter covered his mouth with his arm because he wanted to scream so bad.
"Jagiya, do you touch yourself often?"
"No."
"You're so fucking tight. You wrap me so well. Aahhhgggh!"
"Hmmm… but when I do. I only do it with thoughts of you."
"Yeah? Ahhh… Hyunsuk."
Jihoon unwrapped themselves from the duvet exposing their discarded clothes from underneath as well as their naked bodies—making love beside the fireplace like they usually did. Jihoon played with Hyunsuk's nipples as he slammed in and out of his lover's hole. Watching Hyunsuk lose it was erotic having his arms above his head and just letting Jihoon take the reins.
"Uuuhhhmm! Jihoon." Jihoon pulled out and Hyunsuk cried because of his absence. He carried him and placed him on the couch. Jihoon sat beside him and tapped his lap, ordering Hyunsuk to get on top of him and the latter did.
"Ride me." Jihoon whispered while placing a blanket over Hyunsuk's shoulders. They were both cold but since they're giving off bodily heat from their lovemaking, it only made things perfect for them. Hyunsuk aligned his hole on Jihoon's tip and slowly slid down his length. They both groaned in pure bliss and just admired each other.
"You look sexier, I must admit. Divorce suits you." Hyunsuk teased and Jihoon frowned.
"Don't say that. If anything… hmmm…ahh! If… anything I only made myself look like this in hopes that you'll notice me."
"When have I ever been superficial, Hoonie?"
"I don't know. If I have to seduce you just to get you back, I would."
"Ahhh!" Hyunsuk continued to bounce up and down and Jihoon got even more aroused when Hyunsuk let out lewd noises beside his ear.
"Fuck, jagiya. I could cum just by your voice alone."
"Uhhhm… Hoonie. Fuck me?"
"Shit. You want to see some snow? I want you to smile like crazy whenever you see snow."
"And why would I?" Jihoon grabbed hold onto Hyunsuk's waist and pulled him up. He stood up, dragged Hyunsuk near the huge window and opened the thick curtains, showing the subsiding snow storm outside.
Naked, Jihoon made Hyunsuk place his palms on the edge of the window and pushed his cock inside Hyunsuk from behind without warning. "Watch the snow." Jihoon whispered behind Hyunsuk's ear and he could vaguely see their reflection on the window fucking with an opaque view of the snow. "What a sight, jagiya." Jihoon sucked on his ear as he moaned languidly.
"Ahhhh!!!" Hyunsuk closed his eyes as Jihoon was building up a pace that really felt like he was being wrecked. It didn't help that Jihoon kept on whispering titillating details on what he would do to him now that they're back together again.
"Fuck!" Jihoon hugged Hyunsuk while still pushing into him and pinched his erect nipples. They forgot about the cold completely and surrendered to their arousal and pure lust. "Uhhh. Fuck… so pretty on the window. It looks like I'm fucking you on top of the snow."
"Hoonie… I want to cum."
"Yes. Jagiya, cum in my mouth after I cum inside your pretty hole. You want that?"
"Uhhh! Uhhh! Ahhhhhggh! Hoonie! Yeah! Ahhhh! Fuuuccckkk!" Jihoon pulled out and made Hyunsuk face him. He grabbed his neck as he kissed him with so much hunger. He carried Hyunsuk with that latter's legs hooked on his strong arms. He banged Hyunsuk against the wall and continued fucking him. Hyunsuk kept his hands raked on Jihoon's hair and didn't care about the amount of curses that came right out of their mouths.
"Beautiful."
"Hhhhmmm!"
"Hyunsuk! I love you."
"I love you. Hnnngggg. Cum." Looking at Hyunsuk's face filled with lust, Jihoon thrusted in and out of him harshly as he was building a momentum that he knew would wreck them both. Jihoon felt something rush in his cock and just continued thrusting. Ironically, despite the frozen atmosphere, trails of fire came all over Jihoon's body as he exploded inside Hyunsuk's hole—groaning lusciously in ecstasy.
They touched foreheads, both panting wildly as Jihoon pulled out of Hyunsuk and placed him down slowly. Jihoon claimed Hyunsuk's lips and then got down to his knees.
"Hoonie."
"Marry me." Hyunsuk blinked his tears away as his heart leapt in joy.
"Are you sure?"
"I want my family back. You don't have to answer now. All I know is I will endure everything with you from now on."
"Yes."
"Yes? Jagiya?"
"Yes!"
"Thank you, my love." Jihoon expressed with loving emotions. But then Hyunsuk's cock twitched and hit his chin. "Now...fuck my mouth." Hyunsuk chuckled and bit his bottom lip.
"With pleasure." Hyunsuk entered Jihoon's mouth and let out a mix of curses and adoration on the latter.
He eventually came, making the latter swallow all of his juices. They laughed right after as they ran near the fireplace to relieve themselves from the cold.
They made love once more, realizing that they were just waiting on each other all this time. That those petty fights in the past were just frustrations of not being together. That those little arguments were secret love notes towards each other. That those stolen glances were of great longing for one another.
They already knew it last fall—that they want to get back—
"Who told you that I have a girlfriend, might I ask?"
"Junkyu."
"That bastard."
"You mean—"
"I'm gonna kill him when I get back in town."