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It was almost like a routine for them. Jeonghan would go out clubbing with Mingyu on Fridays, get home around 3 am, sometimes alone, sometimes with Mingyu, sometimes with a random guy he met that night at the club. Wonwoo knew about this and he was fine with it. Sure, his crush on Jeonghan was still very present, but Jeonghan having one night stands did not hurt him, not much anyways. On Saturday mornings, Wonwoo would prepare breakfast for Jeonghan, the random guy he took home last night being kicked out before Wonwoo woke up. Wonwoo has never seen any of them, Jeonghan didn't let them stay over, doing the deed and telling them to get out before his roommate would notice. Wonwoo always noticed, even if Jeonghan was the quietest lover in Seoul. But he could tell by the way Jeonghan would look more tired and with a glow on his face. They never said anything, never mentioned it and it was fine for them.
Wonwoo had his fair share of partners too, something he was not very proud of. It was during the lowest point of his life, when he needed someone to tell him how pretty he was, how they wanted him on his bed and more nasty shit that would come out of their mouths. Girls, boys, he just needed something, he just needed to feel wanted. He was not proud of his number, not really sharing it with anyone. He wasn't even sure if he knew the exact number, some memories more blurry than the others. He was just thankful he was still alive and free of any sexually transmitted diseases. However, Jeonghan knew the type of person he was. They had met when Wonwoo had stayed over at Seungcheol, Jeonghan's best friend, house after hooking up. Well, not really hooking up since Seungcheol confessed to Wonwoo that the moment he laid on his bed, he had fallen asleep. Wonwoo quite ashamed had tried to get out of the house as soon as possible but was stopped by Jeonghan, who had stayed the night. "You know it is really rude to leave someone's house without saying goodbye? I am making breakfast, please grab something. You look like death." And it was true. Wonwoo did look like death, partying almost every night, spending those at strangers house, barely eating, barely surviving. Everything changed after that night. Seungcheol and Jeonghan took him under their wing. After a year, Jeonghan was hired at a law firm, making this his first stable job. He wanted to move out of his parents house, but did not want to go live with Seungcheol, the lease on his house almost the same as his paycheck. And that is how Wonwoo and Jeonghan became roommates.
Wonwoo started developing the crush on Jeonghan a little after moving in together, seeing how domestic they were. This all changed when Jeonghan met Mingyu, the other guy at the litigation team. They started going out every Friday night and Wonwoo had no problem with that. Sometimes, when Jeonghan was away, he would invite some guy he met during lunch over, have his fun and made sure he left before 1 am. Sometimes, he would go over to the other guy's house. Jeonghan knew that Wonwoo was not a saint and that he too needed to satiate his instincts, but for some reason they never spoke of it, not alone. The only time they would admit or talk about this was if any other of their friends were there, during a round of never have I ever or just rating their past lovers. That is why Wonwoo's crush never really grew from that point, always being just a plain platonic crush.
"Are you going out tonight?"
"Maybe, Mingyu said he had to leave work early since he is going out of town for the weekend, so I'm not really sure. I won't have anyone to go with. Why?"
"Just wondering. I wanted to invite some friends over, but if you are here, I don't want them to bother you."
"Friends?" Jeonghan took a sit at the edge of Wonwoo's bed, staring at him. "You have friends beside us?," Wonwoo nodded. "Or do you mean like friends who are not really friends and it just friend and its a guy you want to hook up with? Is my Wonungi having sex when I am not home? Is that it?" He started to crawl all the way to be by Wonwoo's side.
"Wouldn't you love to know that?" Wonwoo stared directly into his eyes, already knowing Jeonghan's way of teasing. This didn't mean anything, nothing at all.
"I just don't want you to go back to your dark place. And besides, you shouldn't keep secrets from me. If you want to have sex but don't want me in the house, just tell me so I can go somewhere else."
"That wouldn't be fair. You live here. Besides, why are you telling me to not keep secrets from you, but you always keep a secret from me?"
"What do you mean?"
"You think I don't know when you bring someone home and have sex? You kick them out before I wake up for some odd reason. It is not like it's a house rule to not have sex with the other present, we don't even have rules." He stood up and walked over to his restroom, leaving an appalled Jeonghan laying in his bed. "You may be quiet Hyung, but the after sex glow does not lie." He laughed while closing the door, and the next time he opened it, Jeonghan had left for the day.
He received a text from Jeonghan at 1 pm.
hanniehae: come out for drinks with me, invite ur friend if u want, i dont wanna be lonely at the house today
He responded with a "sure, after work?" followed by a "yes" from Jeonghan. He had gone a couple of times with Jeonghan for some drinks, almost always going back to the house, the exhaustion from work catching up with him. He texted the said friend, a guy he had met last week during a walk in the park. They had talked and agreed to a hook up, but with both their schedules being busy, they had agreed for today. Wonwoo knew what this was, a random hook up and never really know about the guy anymore. It had been some time that he accepted his faith, random hook ups that will help with his needs for some time, until he found someone that would really spark an interest with him. His friends would joke around, saying that he already found his one, that him and Jeonghan were as much a couple as any other couple they would see walking hand in hand at the park, or taking shots at the bar. He would just dismiss them, not really want to go that road again. That road where he would imagine his life with Jeonghan, both living happily together, maybe with a cat or a dog or both and a little pair of feet following their steps. How everyone would be happy they both realized their feelings and their families would finally stop bugging them about it. But Wonwoo knew better, he knew none of that would ever happen, and that is why he does not allow himself to have those thoughts. It just wouldn't do any good to him, to them, to their friendship.
Wonwoo got off work and headed to the bar two streets down his office. A typical downtown bar, where you could find girls wearing their most expensive outfit as well as girls with their work clothes, the long tiring week showing on their faces. Men trying to score something, even flirting with the bartender that was tired of the endless flirting, shooting them a quick smile while gladly ignoring their advances. Wonwoo walked in, glanced around the room trying to find an empty table, one being right next to the jukebox that hardly anyone touched. A quick "im here" to both Jeonghan and Changkyun, the guy he was meeting up with. Wonwoo had ordered a Guinness, his favorite after a long day at work. He was busy scrolling through his instagram when he felt someone standing up in front of him.
"Wonwoo?" He looked up to see Changkyun wearing a long sleeve black turtleneck, his sleeves rolled up showing tattoos on his wrist and forearm, making Wonwoo wondered where else he had them.
"Hey, what's up! Sit down, we are still waiting for Jeonghan, what do you want to drink?"
Jeonghan was running late, again. He hated being late, he hated more being late when meeting Wonwoo, knowing he will get anxious and start calling at any second. Jeonghan tried to run, but the multitude in Seoul at this time would only make him trip multiple times. He tried to be fast and get to Wonwoo, but he was failing. Finally he was there, looking around, trying to find Wonwoo's eyes. But he didn't find them, those eyes were busy looking at the guy who was in front of him. A very attractive guy, with tattoos on his arms and the muscles showing through his turtleneck. His hand was next to Wonwoo's arm, trying to find the right time for those fingers to reach him. Jeonghan felt something inside of him, thinking it was the exhaustion.
"Wonwoo! I am so so sorry. I tried to be fast but everyone got in my way. Please don't be mad at me!"
"Hannie, hey, it's fine. I didn't even realize the time. This is Changkyun, the guy I told you about."
"Oh! That is you, nice to meet you. I was wondering who was getting close to my Wonwoo and was ready to fight." He smiled at Changkyun, who laughed at what Jeonghan said and stood up, slightly bowing to him. "Stop, you don't have to do that."
"Nice to meet you too Jeonghan. What do you want to drink? I'll go get us drinks, my treat."
Jeonghan ordered an amber ale, not really wanting to drink dark beer like Wonwoo and Changkyun. He stared at the latter while he was walking to the bar, earning a couple of looks from the guys and girls that were there. "Where did you find him? He is hot!"
"At the park, last Tuesday. I was strolling through the park that is close to the office, eating my sandwich when a piece of lettuce hit me on the face. I was so embarrassed and this guy offered me a napkin. And that guy is him. We just talked for a couple of minutes and he asked for my number, and here we are."
"Last Tuesday, when you borrowed my dark polo?"
"Yeah, remember you forgot to do laundry and I had nothing to wear."
"I told you I didn't forget, I just didn't have time! And I did tell you to keep the polo. If you weren't my best friend, I would've took you right there in the middle of the living room. I do not blame Changkyun for reaching out to you. Stop blushing!"
Wonwoo didn't even realize he had blushed at Jeonghan's comment. But what did he expect? It is not everyday that your best friend confessed the slight thought of having sex with you in the middle of the living room. Changkyun came back at the right time, telling them about how the bartender had given him her number. Jeonghan turned to look at Wonwoo and mouthed a 'lucky bastard'. They continued to chat for a little while, the beer never ending, Jeonghan wondering how much they would spend today, which was supposed to be a casual night out. As the beers where taken a toll on him, he watched the pair that was next to him. The way they flirted, the slight touches, the way Wonwoo's eyes would sparkle any time Changkyun would look at him. Jeonghan tried to remember the last time Wonwoo had been on a date, the last time he had gone on a date. And to his surprise, he couldn't remember. When they had met, they would go on dates and tell each other how it went. And then it stopped. Neither of them would go on dates, or tell each other. Casual hookups were the only thing that had happened to him for at least two years, not really having an interest with anyone. Wonwoo too, the last time he was excited to meet someone was when he had an encounter on a cat rescue shelter, and he later confessed it was because of the cats and not the guy. He was happy for Wonwoo, maybe this guy was the one and finally Seungcheol would stop pressuring Jeonghan to accept his feelings, feelings he was sure he did not have for Wonwoo. Sure, they were best friends that were way too domestic, but they didn't love each other, not that way.
"Hannie, are you listening?"
"Oops, not really. I think the beers are catching up to me."
"I said if you wanted to head back to the apartment. Changkyun said he was certain he would beat me at Mario Kart and we are having a battle. Wanna join?"
"You against someone on Mario Kart? Count me out. I'm actually gonna go with Seokmin, he said his friend was playing at this club and I am gonna head over there. I was going to invite both, but it seems you guys already have your mind on something."
"Are you sure? Do you want us to take you?"
"No, it's fine. God Changkyun, you are so perfect please stop. No wonder Wonwoo was excited to meet you today." He shoot a look to Wonwoo, knowing what it meant. He really didn't have any plans, but Seokmin was always hanging out at the same club, every Friday night, waiting for his 'friend' that had a band and performed there, to make a move on him. He said his goodbyes and headed to the club, which was only a couple of blocks from there. Seoul's night life was loud and full of people just wanting to get off something, alcohol, drugs, a certain someone. He knew the bouncer, who was utterly in love with Mingyu, and that is how he never had to wait in line like the others. He found Seokmin fast, at the same table as always. Made quick chat and drank some more. He wanted to forget something, not really knowing what. He just wanted to drink today, he wanted to feel good. The quick vision of having someone under him at his bed came to mind, but he quickly dismissed it. He didn't feel like meeting someone, taking them home. Forget about going to their houses, he had watched several documentaries of why that was a bad idea. Today, it was just him and whatever drink that came his way. The image of Wonwoo playing Mario Kart with Changkyun was playing on his brain. Wonwoo's giggles when he beat the other, making the other pout, kissing the pout away. Them having sex on the living room, on his bed, under Wonwoo's dark curtains and the panting. The moans. He needed to go, he needed them to stop doing it.
He said goodbye to Seokmin, who was shocked that Jeonghan was leaving so early, but too enamored with Jihoon he completely overlooked the fact that Jeonghan was so drunk he could barely walk. Jeonghan walked out the club, the bouncer asking if everything was fine. Jeonghan said yes, that he just needed a taxi. The next ten minutes were a blur to him, the next thing he remembered was climbing up the stairs and turning the knob on his door, waiting for moans to be heard. He heard nothing, wondering if Wonwoo was also a quiet lover like himself. Nothing could be heard. He walked to his room, looked at his bed and decided coming alone today was a bad idea. He needed someone to take again the feeling he had. Was it sadness? He laid in bed, trying to process today, wondering what happened that made him feel so bad. He tried to picture something, and he was so deep in his thoughts he was not able to hear the moans and grunts coming from the room next door. Or maybe he did, and that is what lulled him to a profound slumber.
Wonwoo and Changkyun began dating after that night. Jeonghan didn't ask Wonwoo anything the next day, just waking up and walking to his kitchen to see them both standing there, Changkyun in Wonwoo's clothes, making some pancakes. Both greeted Jeonghan, asking how his night went. He said fine, that he was hungover as shit and just wanted to sleep. He didn't ask Wonwoo about his night, completely knowing what had happened based on their body language. And it was true, the after sex glow on their faces couldn't lie.
Chankgyun was a good guy. He was perfect, way too perfect. He would take Wonwoo to and from work, staying after to eat dinner. Sometimes making dinner to Jeonghan too. Jeonghan should be happy, he should be ecstatic that Wonwoo finally found someone, someone that was good to him, to everyone around him. He should be almost enamored with the way his best friend was being treated. The first days he thought he was jealous. He was putting himself out there and couldn't find anyone and then his best friend gets the perfect guy just by strolling in the park and getting hit with a lettuce. He was always jealous of how Wonwoo would meet people, just by existing and being handsome.
"That is not jealousy Hannie. Let me rephrase that. You are not jealous by the way Wonwoo is being treated, you are jealous because you want to be the guy that treats Wonwoo like that."
"Seungcheol for the hundredth time, shut the fuck up. I don't like Wonwoo that way, we are best friends."
"Keep telling yourself that until you believe it, baby. After all, you are the one making yourself feel miserable by not accepting it."
That had been last week, three months after Wonwoo and Changkyun had started dating. Today was Thursday and he had the next day off work. He texted a quick "drinks?" to Mingyu, who instantly answered and they met at the same bar that he had gone with the couple.
"Are you okay dude? You've been this way since like two weeks ago and it's making me nervous. I was surprised you wanted to drink today."
"Yeah, just, tired. Cheol said some things last week and it has made me think and I don't wanna think for today."
They drunk, Jeonghan more than Mingyu, who practically just came to take care of his hyung. Mingyu insisted on going home early today, saying he was tired. He forced Jeonghan to a taxi, taking him home. They arrived at Jeonghan's building, the younger helping the other up the stairs, making sure he went inside his apartment before leaving. Jeonghan turned the knob and waved to Mingyu, not really looking back. Chankgyun and Wonwoo were at the couch, kissing and playing a video game, the joysticks on their hands, their giggles being heard all over the apartment.
"Hey Hannie! Didn't know you were coming home so early, are you alright?" Wonwoo stood up as soon as Jeonghan tried to take a step, tripping with his shoes.
"'m fine. Just sleep." Wonwoo said a quick 'be right back' to Changkyun and held Jeonghan by his waist, guiding him to his room.
"Did you have a good time with Mingyu?" Jeonghan took a look at Wonwoo, who was kneeling in front of him, helping him get his socks and pants off.
"Yeah.."
"Did you drink a lot?"
"Yes"
"Did Mingyu brought you here?"
"Just go." Wonwoo took a look at Jeonghan, his eyelashes almost touching his lenses.
"What?"
"Go, go with your boyfriend. Why are you here anyways?"
"Because you are drunk out of your mind."
"Yeah well I don't need your help. I never do." He snapped at Wonwoo, who stood up and made a gesture for Jeonghan to lift his arms up, wanting to take his shirt off.
"Are you moody today, is that it? What happened? Wanna talk about it?"
"God Wonwoo stop trying to act like my boyfriend! You have yours, he is right outside. Let me be drunk and miserable by myself. Why do you always do this?"
"Do what Jeonghan? Take care of you?"
"Yes!"
"Because someone has to do it. You go and get drunk and then I have to take care of you. You do not know how to say no or stop when you feel drunk, someone has to take care of you. Now stop being an asshole and lay down."
"Just stop Wonwoo. Stop. Get out of my room." A knock was heard on the door, opening a bit.
"Is everything okay? Just- I could hear you from the living room and I'm sure the neighbors did too." Jeonghan took a look at Changkyun, his face and the way he was again wearing Wonwoo's clothes made his blood boil.
"Everything is fine, thank you. Do you not have a house or clothes or why are you always here in our space?" Wonwoo looked at Jeonghan, his eyes saying more than he wanted to demonstrate. A look that had never been directed at Jeonghan. Changkyun took a step back, closing the door, not saying anything.
"Why are you being such a bitch? You know he is my boyfriend and it has never bothered you. You know what, just sleep. We'll talk tomorrow." Wonwoo turned his back to Jeonghan, walking out and not looking back to double check if Jeonghan was alright, like he always did.
"I'm sorry, something must have happened today."
"It's okay, love. I wasn't offended."
Jeonghan fell asleep, with his head pounding, his eyes stinging, his pillow wet.
"Good morning sunshine. I'm making breakfast. Changkyun had to leave early today, so no one would interrupt our peaceful environment." Jeonghan knew when Wonwoo was being sarcastic, and he hated it. It was the tone of his voice, the way he mocked the other. He knew he deserved it, last night playing on his mind like a broken record.
"I had a rough week, sorry."
"Yeah, well, sorry it's not enough. Here, eat something." They ate in silence, Wonwoo reading his book for the week, taking notes of what to put on his report. "You're staring."
"I'm eating."
"Eating and staring at me. Wanna talk about last night?"
"No"
"Good thing I do not care. We need to. You have been acting weird lately, not being in the house and when you are, ignoring me. What happened? Is everything okay at work? Is it a guy?"
"No, Wonwoo please leave it. I don't wanna talk about it."
"Jeonghan, we have been friends since years ago. I know when something is bothering you."
"Yeah, I don't wanna talk about it. I am serious, leave it."
"I will not leave it. You were an asshole yesterday, to me, to my boyfriend.."
"And was that the thing that hurt you the most? That I was rude to your little boyfie?"
"Look, there it is! Changkyun has been nothing but kind to you, so what is the matter? If it is because he has been here lately just tell me and we can meet up at his place instead. I just thought you didn't have a problem with it."
"God Wonwoo, I-I really need you to stop, I'm going to my room." He stood up and tried to walk away, a hand reaching out to his arm, stopping him from taking another step.
"Hannie you can talk to me. Just tell me what is it. Did I do something? Are you... are you jealous because I found someone?"
"Excuse me?"
"You know, that this is what you want and I found it. Is it that? Am I being too in your face about it? I am sorry, I didn't..."
"Jeon you are so fucking stupid."
"Do you like Changkyun? Oh my god, Hannie, I am sorry, I am stupid I..."
"No, I do not fucking like fucking Changkyun. I am just uncomfortable of you fucking someone in my house, when I am here too."
"You can't be serious right now."
"Yeah, that is it. Have sex somewhere else. I am tired of hearing your moans." Wonwoo held Jeonghan's arms tightly, making the other try to get out of his hold.
"So it is fine when you do it? But when I fuck someone that is when it is fucking not acceptable to you. Should've told me before, I would have kicked out every fucking guy you bring to the house every Friday night."
"I don't make noise though. You are stupidly loud."
"It is not my fault no one can satisfy you. Having so many partners, you would've thought someone at least can make you come."
"Now, you cannot slut shamed me. Do I need to remind you of how we met? You were throwing yourself to every walking being out there."
"I didn't ask for your help, you were the one that only thought of me as a nice charity case. I was happy."
"You were fucking miserable Wonwoo. At least say thanks."
"Thanks for what? At least I was getting laid. Now I cannot even have sex with my boyfriend in my house because my bitchy roommate seems to have a problem with it."
"Fucking let got of me. I don't wanna talk to you today."
"Why? Just say I am right. Why is it a problem when I have sex but not when you do?"
"Can't you fucking see it?"
"See what?" He tried to get closer to Jeonghan, to hold him.
"That I am in love with you Wonwoo." He covered his mouth, taking a step back. That was the first time he had said it, the first time he even realized what was the feeling that was inside of him. Everything started to make sense. All the anger and pent up frustration he felt was because of his feelings towards Wonwoo. "I-I'm sorry, I, I don't know why I said that. Wonwoo..." The younger took a step back, letting go of Jeonghan's arm.
"You are in love with me? Since when?"
"Wonwoo, no, I-I can explain, look..."
"Since fucking when, Jeonghan?"
"I don't know. It just, I just felt it. I don't even know if it is love. Wonwoo please, let's talk."
"Now you wanna talk? Fuck you Jeonghan. It's been years, and you decide to tell me when I have someone that fucking cares for me, that is the best thing that has happened to me in a long time. Now is the right time to tell me about your feelings?"
"Wonwoo please. Let's just calm down..."
"No, I am leaving. Gonna stay with Changkyun for a few days."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean I cannot even look at you. You are not even sure about your feelings, is this just to get me away from Changkyun? Do you even know what love is?" He stared at Jeonghan, walking up to him, pushing him against the wall. "You've fucked almost every guy in Seoul, and now you want to come to me and say that you love me? How is that fucking possible?" He tried to walk away, only being stopped by Jeonghan.
"I know what love is. Wonwoo please don't leave."
"You are unbelievable. Call someone to be your quick Friday night." He walked to his room, getting out a few minutes later with a duffel bag, not taking a look back to Jeonghan, who was now sitting against the wall, his hands on his hair. He made sure to lock the door and took out his cellphone.
"Mingyu, it's Wonwoo. Jeonghan needs someone to stay over with him today, I'll be out for a couple of days. Please don't let him drink or go out today, just cuddle him and sing him to sleep. Thanks."
The couple of days turned to two weeks. Two weeks where Jeonghan was miserable, barely eating, barely getting out to go to work. All his coworkers and friends commenting on it.
"You both have to talk. It is not good for either. I'm sure you can talk things out."
"You just want me out of the house."
"Maybe, but you and Jeonghan are best friends. I couldn't imagine having that big of a fight with Jooheon and not talking for two weeks. I'm sure he is as miserable as you are."
"Maybe tomorrow, who knows. Now come here and give me kisses."
Sure, these two weeks had been perfect to Changkyun, but he felt he was losing Wonwoo every day. The kisses didn't taste the same, everything was changing even thought they were together at any time. Changkyun felt he loved Wonwoo, but he knew Wonwoo did not feel the same way. He had a feeling of what the fight with Jeonghan had been about. He noticed things, he noticed the way Jeonghan looked at them the first night at the bar. He knew the look, it was the same he had given Jooheon when he first got together with his boyfriend. He knew the feeling, the uncertainness of what was the thing on his chest that made him hurt any time he saw them together. He noticed this and was sure of it the night that Jeonghan had snapped at him. The morning after, with Wonwoo under his arm, there was no doubt in his mind. He couldn't get his happy ending with Jooheon, but he was not selfish to not let Wonwoo get his.
"Wonwoo, you have to tell Jeonghan how you feel." Wonwoo freeze under his hold, letting go a little bit.
"What do you mean?"
"I know what your fight was about with Jeonghan. You know Jooheon right?" Changkyun proceeded to tell Wonwoo his story, the unresolved feelings, the pain and hurt. They cried, of course they did. Wonwoo really cared for Changkyun, but there was something stopping him from fully loving him, from fully giving him what he deserved. And he finally had an answered as to why.
"Do we have to break up?"
"Yeah, I think so. I really like you and really care for you. We can still be friends, but I cannot be with a person that already has his happy ending waiting for him. Now go."
"Do you believe in destiny?"
"I ironically do. Destiny put me in front of you to make you realize your dumb feelings for your best friend." Wonwoo let out a sad laugh, kissed Changkyun one last time and run to catch the last train home.
Home. Home where he was sure was a miserable Jeonghan, waiting for him. Maybe he was cuddling with Seungcheol, he sure hoped so. It was Friday, maybe he had found someone at the club and was getting undressed with him. He shook his head, to let go of those thoughts. His stop was announced, making him hop of the train car and run to his apartment, hoping for Jeonghan to be there. He ran up the stairs, having to stop midway in order to not faint from exhaustion. He walked the last steps, dreading going up his door. He was expecting the worst, of course he was. He knocked, thinking it was better than just plain barging in even thought it has still his house. He heard tiny steps getting close, his hands shaking more than usual.
"W-Wonwoo?"
"Hey."
"Why didn't you use your key?"
"Felt weird, just barging in. Maybe you were busy."
"I'm not. Come in. Are you gonna grab more clothes?" Jeonghan was scared of the answer. Waiting for Wonwoo to say he was here to completely move out, his closet getting emptier every day. Jeonghan made sure to keep his room door close, not wanting to see or feel the loneliness of it.
"No."
"Okay." Wonwoo walked in and stood there, giving his back to Jeonghan. "I made dinner, if you want to grab something. I'll be in my room, I don't wanna bother you." Wonwoo stared at Jeonghan, the cheekbones more prominent and his shoulder blades sticking out from under his shirt. The dark under eye making a contrast against his milky skin. He felt like crying. He had caused Jeonghan to be in this state and he wanted nothing to hug him and kiss him.
"Hannie wait." Jeonghan stood still. It had been two weeks since he had heard that nickname come out of Wonwoo's mouth. "I love you." And that was what he was least expecting come out of it.
"What?"
"I do. I talked with Changkyun, he-he made me realize it. I've been in love with you since a while back, but didn't want to admit it. Hannie, I really do. I am sorry for everything I said that day. I was angry, I was mad. I was angry at you because why did it took you so long to realize it. I was happy, I thought I was and you came and told me what I wanted to hear for years?" Wonwoo got closer to Hannie, hugging him from behind, his chin resting on the other's shoulder. "God Hannie, I am so stupidly in love with you."
"What does this mean Wonwoo?"
"It means we can finally be the couple that the others had been nagging us about. We can wake up every day, tangled up in each other. Cook breakfast together, hold hands walking in the park. We can take each other to our offices, we can be happy together, Hannie."
"Do you want that?"
"Do I want that?" Wonwoo let out a laugh. "There is nothing more I want. Changkyun made me break up with him, he said I already had a happy ending waiting for me. You are my happy ending, Hannie. Do you accept me as your happy ending?" Jeonghan turned around, hugging Wonwoo by his neck, grabbing his nape and pressing their foreheads together.
"There is nothing else I want more."
Jeonghan kissed Wonwoo. Finally, after years of wanting to know what those lips tasted like and why everyone who kissed him, always wanted more. And he realized it now. He wanted to kiss Wonwoo forever, to always feel those lips against his. No one else. He had kissed a lot of people, more than he could count. But this was his first kiss that meant something. The first kiss with someone he loved.
"We are so fucking stupid."
"We really are."