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It has been occuring in his mind for a while. To take a breather, a step back, and just breathe. Letting all sink in at the back of his mind. It doesn’t sound that bad, judging from what he’s been doing for almost 10 years, give or take.
Seungcheol is contemplating something. The dome tour will start in a few days. Another milestone to achieve with his brothers. One of them turns to a beloved lover, but Seungcheol won’t say it out loud in his written monologue at the moment.
He has been dreaming of this. All of those blood, sweats, and tears are piling up to everything that will start in a few days. Seungcheol remembered what happened a few years ago. When they had to cancel everything, he was still under the dimmed lights, flickering but the flame never died down.
It burns even stronger until now.
Seungcheol is sitting in the room provided by the hotel. He’s been talking for a few minutes now with the phone facing him. Reading all the comments sent by his dearest Carats. Seventeen just finished their schedule in Tokyo and is getting ready to depart to Osaka on the next day.
The sound of the door opening gains his attention. Seungcheol turns to find Jeonghan with his white tee entering. “Hi,” he greets warmly, “I started already.” Jeonghan nods, running his fingers through the black strands, “You told me already.”
He did, Seungcheol just wanted to do something for him. Seungcheol turned his attention back to the comment section. Sulking that there was a curse word flashing on the screen. It is not the best time for someone to curse at him, even when it wasn’t intended directly to him, hence he tells Jeonghan.
“Huh? Someone cursed?” Seungcheol nods, “Yes!” the man sits beside him. A soft groan slips from his mouth, something that Seungcheol can’t miss in a split second. “What did it say? Can you whisper it to me?” Thus, Seungcheol leans, whispering what he just saw to the man. Jeonghan giggles, eyes widens, “It was that?” the latter nods, putting his two fingers with a small gap in between at him, “Just that! One word, only that.”
It is just a simple Weverse live. Seungcheol thought it’s been a long time since he turned it on. Getting Jeonghan to join him also needed a solid reason. Knowing the man always has his other agenda, especially when it's nearing the night time.
“Why did you do it here? This is not your room. Was manager hyung fetching it for free?” Jeonghan thinks Seungcheol is some kind of a puppy for him. Well, Seungcheol won’t go that far this time. “Because I just don’t want to do it in my room. That’s not a big problem,” Jeonghan faced the camera, “It’s because S.Coups’s room is dirty, caratdeul. He never cleaned it.” The statement triggers another protest aggression coming from the older by 2 months, “What do you mean? I cleaned it. I only use it for sleeping and taking a bath. I don’t have any other reason to do other things in a hotel room.”
“Ah, is that so?”
“Now, you will make everyone misinterpret what I just said.”
Jeonghan only reacts with a shrug, scrunches his nose with his sleepy gaze at him. Seungcheol can’t do anything but continue the live. It occurs again in his mind about one of his wishes that he will ever think it’s not going to happen. To think realistically, in the midst of their schedules.
“Let’s go to Jeju,” Seungcheol blurted out suddenly, “Live there in a month. Let’s also record a vlog there.” Jeonghan rubs his arm, staring at the latter, “Let’s? Are you asking me?” Seungcheol nods, his body is now facing him, “I am literally asking you right now.” The younger takes a few seconds to digest the sudden offer. He glances at Seungcheol and the camera in front of them back and forth, gears are still turning inside his head, “That’s not a bad idea. We just need to wait for our schedule to cool down.”
The problem is, will it though? Seungcheol saw the possible schedules for all of them. Each member is starting to have their own schedule. Fashion weeks, ambassadors, magazine photoshoots, including Going Seventeen. It’s going to be packed – packed. But, is it a sin to hope?
Thus Seungcheol threw it to the back of his mind. Continue to talk about the noisy voice he heard these past few days from this morning. Ignoring how Jeonghan stares at him from the side before telling the story from his perspective. It’s not something that Seungcheol heard alone, it was loud enough for all the guests in the hotel to hear it.
“But Coups is good. His body is good,” Jeonghan states, then he giggles. Not knowing how much that sentence caused Seungcheol to go haywire in silence. “See? There was one time. My body was big and, like, the staff and also the members asked me to go on a diet. Because I was big. But Jeonghannie said, no, no, Coups are fine. He’s dependable. Not going to lie, I was seduced by the way he said it. Like, I believed that I was fine.” Seungcheol is speechless while Jeonghan is still giggling, “But it’s true. You’re indeed fine, there’s nothing bad about that. You’re handsome, you’re dependable. It’s nice to have someone who has that kind of authority around me.” Another crazy statement to say in front of a camera, yet Seungcheol tries to find quick damage control, “Vernonie also told me something about my hair.”
He proceeds to talk about how he was almost convinced by Hansol’s opinion regarding his hair. In a span of a few months, the _WORLD’s promotion to the Japan tour, his hair is getting longer. Seungcheol knows that, but he’s focused on other member’s hair throughout the sequence. Jeonghan’s hair is also getting longer.
As he talks, his hair sways left to right. The edge of his black strands touch his shoulders. It’s not as long as his debut days, Jeonghan told him it will be impossible for him to reach that length again. But it’s long and Seungcheol likes it.
His opinion doesn’t matter actually. If Jeonghan decides to cut it again in the future, it’s on him. Seungcheol, on the other hand, still stands on the sideline. That’s what he does best for years, especially when he’s with him.
“Are you sleepy?” Jeonghan’s whisper drags him back to reality, “It’s late already. We need to go tomorrow.” Seungcheol nods, pouting to the camera, “We need to go, caratdeul. Thank you so much. I was bored earlier and all of you made my night. See you in another time.” Both men wave their hands, Jeonghan salute with his signature ttak! sound that triggers a giggle from Seungcheol. “Why are you always doing that?” is the last sentence before the live enda from the device.
“Well, it’s mine. I did it everytime.”
“When did you even have time to make that?”
“You’re talking so much lately,” Jeonghan pecks him on the lips, “and I love you for that.” The sudden affection after taking off the mask of their idol live always sends Seungcheol off the nearest cliff. Jeonghan acts like it’s nothing serious. Seungcheol still thinks what they have is more than everyone expects them to be.
The two have been dating for years now. At the end of 2020, Seungcheol confessed after countless nights of overthinking. The worst possible outcomes if Jeonghan ended up rejecting him. Also what their relationship will be in front of the other members, because it’s not just a team bonding for the two of them now.
They are, what the historians say, lovers.
Seungcheol follows Jeonghan to exit the room. It’s one of his favorite things to do, following Jeonghan everywhere. Giving the device to his manager, Jeonghan excuses himself to go to his own room. The room that Seungcheol used when they were here for their fanmeeting; the one that Jeonghan likes so much for some reasons.
“Are you going to your room?” Jeonghan asks, tippy toes on the carpeted floor while holding the leftover can beer in his hand. Seungcheol is still silent, considering whether he should really go back to his room or join whatever is stored inside the man in front of him. Jeonghan grumbles, intertwining their hands together in a quick tug, “I’ll have my Seungcheol for tonight, hyung. You can sleep in his room.” The manager frowns before scoffing, “Gross.”
For Jeonghan it translates to: keep it going. Hence, he drags Seungcheol through the hallway to where his room is located. Seungcheol lets him, because that’s how their dynamic works. Jeonghan navigates, Seungcheol follows, sometimes it doesn’t work, most of the time it does.
As they enter the room, Jeonghan doesn’t even give Seungcheol a chance to utter any words. Their lips clash into a soft kiss. Sensual, yet it’s still slow. As if they have their own time before departing tomorrow.
“It’s late,” Seungcheol whispers, his hands saying otherwise, “You need to go to sleep.” Jeonghan whines, gasping when Seungcheol’s warm palm graces his milky skin underneath the white tee, “A kiss won’t hurt someone’s sleep cycle.” Both of them know it won’t be just a kiss they’re going to do tonight. Seungcheol scoffs, curling a small smile, “I love you,” he suddenly says, “Sorry, I just think I need to tell you again. I love you, I love you so much.”
He hasn’t stopped saying it since their romantic relationship started. Jeonghan tugs Seungcheol to get him on the bed. Lips still attach to each other in one slow dance of a kiss. Jeonghan latches onto Seungcheol’s left side, tracing his fingers on the leader’s puffy cheeks.
Soft moan slips from his mouth as Seungcheol’s palm finds its way on his ass. Squeezing it, trying to get a reaction from the smaller man. Jeonghan’s lashes flutter prettily, lips part open as he rubs his clothed cock against Seungcheol’s thigh. Eyes dazed from the simple domestic life and lust at the same time.
“You’re horny,” Seungcheol points out, “Did the quickie don't give you anything? I thought you loved my cock.” Jeonghan pouts, pinching Seungcheol’s cheeks until he winces out of pain, “I love it. No past tense, still loving it. It’s just I want it again. Or, we can just grind against each other and pass out.” He shakes his head, letting the long strands sways again, “I still need to take a shower. Do you want to take a shower?” Seungcheol’s eyebrow arches, “With you? Like, together?” Jeonghan nods, “Yes, dumbass.” The other man brings his face close again, pecking Seungcheol’s nose, “After making out, of course. Need your touch so bad. I held myself back when we did the live earlier. I really like you. I like – no, I love you. I love you too.”
“I like you too.”
“You have to say that you love me.”
“I did alrea – mmmh…”
Jeonghan is strong when it comes to getting what he wants. In this case, Seungcheol’s affection. He has always been strong. Even before Seungcheol realized that he’s drowning deep in the of Yoon Jeonghan’s pretty lagoon, he knows.
Seungcheol doesn’t know where he got this philosophy, but staring at Jeonghan feels like he’s not present in reality. Having him by his side drags him to another universe where they can just sit by the beach. Looking at the ocean gracefully touches the shore or when it's lucky, it can touch their fingertips. Jeonghan’s giggles ring into his ears and all Seungcheol ever wants is to make him happy.
Jeonghan is warm and he acts like a strong foundation for Seungcheol to lean on. Earlier, he said that he’s happy to find someone that he can’t be for other people. Jeonghan still doesn’t realize that he’d been that person to Seungcheol for a long time. It’s common for him to not realize anything before someone says it, thus that’s Seungcheol’s job.
The kiss trails down to Jeonghan’s neck. Grabbing his leg to wrap around Seungcheol’s waist, causing him to gasp. Red hues blooms on the white pale canvas underneath the tee. Exposing how pretty Jeonghan is under the light of Seungcheol’s eyes.
“You’re so pretty,” Seungcheol whispers as he breaks the kiss, “My pretty boyfriend.” Jeonghan hums, placing his boyfriend’s big arms on his ass. Letting Seungcheol squeeze it more to get him moans softly on the latter’s mouth. “Should I hit the gym? Ah, I did it back then in the soop. You never went there, did you?” Seungcheol nods, “I only went once, twice I guess. It was a quick holiday, why would I go to the gym? I’m not Joshua,” Jeonghan chuckles, “How come our friend is now turning to a gym rat? Time flies so fast.”
For the rest of the minute, Seungcheol spent it only to kiss Jeonghan. They change their position when one of them gets tired. Sometimes Jeonghan lays on him, then switches to Seungcheol without breaking their kiss. A lot of subtle touches were given by the two for each other.
Seungcheol moans when Jeonghan bucks his hip. Rubbing their clothed cock together at a slow pace. It hasn’t been a long since the last time they had sex. They did it this morning for Seungcheol to get caught by the other members while exiting Jeonghan’s room.
But the dome tour is coming and they’re now exhausted from their Japanese comeback promotion shootings. It’s not like Seungcheol doesn’t complete all of his schedules half-heartedly. He just needs Jeonghan to be close to him or else he’ll combust at some point. No one wants that, even Seungcheol himself.
“I still need to take a shower,” Jeonghan mutters, “I can cum in the shower for you. Make me cum, Cheollie.” The faint whispers send Seungcheol to the edge of the cliff, almost. It’s the soft plea that makes Seungcheol realize he has the full authority to do whatever he wants to Jeonghan right now. “Are you that horny?” He asks and the younger gives him a quick nod, feeling embarrassed as the pink tint hues blooms on his cheeks, “I don’t know. Maybe because of the beer or something, or just how hot you look right now.”
“This is not a tight fit.”
“You still look big.”
Jeonghan brings himself closer to whisper in Seungcheol's ear, “You’re still dependable to me. So big, so protective for your boyfriend, yes? I feel so secure whenever I’m with you.” All those praises are indeed doing something within his gut. It’s burning inside and Seungcheol needs Jeonghan to stop or else all of this is not going to where they head to. “You’re a fucking tease,” Seungcheol exhales, “I can’t do anything when you said that. You have me wrapped around your fingers and you know that so dearly,” Jeonghan hums, letting himself sit on his boyfriend’s lap, “Use me. Give me a reason to take a shower. Come on, Cheollie.”
Both of them end up cumming together. Painting whites on their stomachs within a few minutes. It’s probably from the tense of their schedules. Or, just like Seungcheol said, Jeonghan is too horny.
Seungcheol is fucking hot, what can he say? His boyfriend is big, buff, and sexy. At the same time, he provided everything for Jeonghan and the team itself. Jeonghan can’t ever ask for more than do the least thing he can for him. Being his strong foundation, just like what Seungcheol always told him every single time without missing a day.
“I love you,” Seungcheol sighs, still having Jeonghan close to him on his lap. Jeonghan’s cock wraps around his palm and he gives it a light squeeze. Jeonghan moans in his ear, so pretty, just like one of those fairytale mermaids Seungcheol loves to hear their stories. “I love you too,” Jeonghan kissed him again, “I love you so much. Love me with all the ways that you can. Just – just love me.”
It’s one of those days when Jeonghan is deprived of Seungcheol’s affection. All of this is more than he usually asked for a princess treatment. Jeonghan asked to be loved and Seungcheol had no other option to comply. Because that is also the only thing he knows best; to love Jeonghan with all of his ways.
Seungcheol carries Jeonghan in a bridal style. Letting the man wrap his arms around the man’s neck, still leaving kisses and visible red marks there. Jeonghan is contemplating whether he needs to leave marks that can be hidden or not. He tends to be more territorial when horny, which is not surprising at all for everyone, even their make-up team.
The warm water is now filling the tub Jeonghan’s currently in. Watching Seungcheol prepare the soap and shampoo. Jeonghan sighs softly when Seungcheol finally joins him. Leaning his back on the man’s wide chest, playing with the water slowly slipping from his long slender fingers.
“Do you have anything in mind? Care to tell me, handsome?” Seungcheol whispers in his ear. Pecking Jeonghan’s cheek once, twice, thrice until the latter cackles a giggle. Jeonghan shakes his head, “No, no. It’s nothing. I just love this,” he points at themselves, “Us, like this. We’re together and that’s a safe zone for me.” Seungcheol nods, bringing Jeonghan’s body closer to him, “It’s a safe zone for me too. I can love you as much as I want without people judging. I know how much you want to love me so loud in front of other people, but we’re not normal people, Jeonghan-ah. I appreciate every time you want to show me and I promise to give it back with the same, or even more, amount that you gave.”
“It sounds too transactional.”
“Is it, though? I thought it’s romantic.”
Another giggle escapes from Jeonghan’s lips. He turns only to peck Seungcheol’s cheek, letting his palm roam around his stomach and crotch under the warm water. “You don’t have to give it back. Just love me and we’re going to be fine,” he whispers. Their lips touched again in a soft kiss, “Love me, Seungcheol-ah. Love me until the end of time.”
It’s not a difficult job to do compared to what he’s been doing for almost 10 years. Seungcheol has been yearning for Jeonghan, it is that easy to love him dearly. Jeonghan makes everything easier for Seungcheol. To breathe, to work, to perform, to lead – to love.
Jeonghan makes Seungcheol to thrive higher for both of them. He once told him he’s not that important to be included in one of his new year’s resolutions. At the top, alongside making his family happy, is to make Jeonghan happier than last year. Again, Seungcheol needed to remind him that he’s important to his life.
The sound of a phone buzzing beside the tub echoes. Seungcheol wiped his hand until it was dry before swiping the green button on the screen.
“Hyung! Oh my God, are you two having sex right now?” Chan’s face pops up on the screen. Jeonghan giggles, “Hi, baby.” Seungkwan’s head peeks from the right side of the screen. “Are you in a tub? Both of you?” Seungcheol nods, rubbing his chin on Jeonghan’s cheek, “Is there something I need to know? Why the sudden call?” both kids shaking their heads, “No, we just want to call you. We saw your live earlier, hyung. Thought you want some beer here in the room, there are other members too. Guess you’re busy,” Chan replies as he sips the edge of the beer can on his hand, “Sorry to interrupt the lovely time. Don’t forget we have to go tomorrow.”
The way Chan talks still gets a giggle coming from his hyung. Joshua always said to them that they’re really watching Chan growing up throughout the years. The teenager has now grown up to be a man. Seungcheol is proud of him.
As the video call ends with them waving goodbyes to each other, Seungcheol puts down his phone again. He starts to wash Jeonghan’s long hair, giving him a slow message on the scalp. Jeonghan’s head moves with the same movement as Seungcheol’s hand. Another moment to trigger his boyfriend’s cute aggression.
Seungcheol takes his time to whisper in Jeonghan’s ear. “I love you,” he says as his hand is still moving on the man’s head. Jeonghan nods, both eyes close, “I love you too.” A familiar sight whenever they took their time together in Seungcheol’s room back in Daegu.
He wonders if they ever have time to go to Jeju, just what he suddenly blurted out earlier. It will be great for the two of them. Of course, it’s going to be a little bit hard to suddenly avoid the fans' questions regarding their whereabouts. But if the fans know about the plan, they can understand their reasons, right?
Right?
“Seungcheol,” Jeonghan’s voice startles him. Seungcheol is zoning out for a second. “Yes?” He says, Jeonghan turns his head to look at him, “You’re zoning out.” Seungcheol blinks, “Ah, sorry. I was just thinking,” Jeonghan’s eyebrow arches at him, demanding for a more detailed explanation, “No, I was thinking if it’s really possible for us to squeeze the Jeju thing between our schedules. It seems fun, you know, just the two of us in Jeju. I’ve always wanted to go there with my lover ever since Seungkwan brought Hansol there even for a filming. We knew for Hansol it wasn’t just for filming though.”
Jeonghan chuckles, “They weren’t dating yet back then.”
Seungcheol nods, “Everyone is still clueless about something. We were so young back then, even when our age is getting older. It hits me everytime that we’re closer to the age of 30 – ow! Ow, sorry, sorry. Told you I was just thinking.”
Changing the topic from Jeju to being 30 years old is an option. Jeonghan huffs, bringing his legs closer to his chest. Feeling the cool water on his head when Seungcheol washes it. Water drips from above to his shoulders before it joins with the other liquid material surrounding them.
“I think we can,” Jeonghan says in the silence of the bathroom. Seungcheol tilted his head, “Hm?” Jeonghan turns around to face him, “I think we can. We just need to convince the managers and other staff to let us go. It’s not going to be long, right?” Well, the plan was 1 month. “You told me that we’re going to shoot a vlog too, but I know you meant that we should go without using our idol persona, right? Just us being ourselves,” Jeonghan states again, “We can do that. Being ourselves without having to do any content.” Seungcheol is happy to find Jeonghan agreeing with the proposal, but he doesn’t want to get his hopes too high, “That sounds good too. But I just want to be realistic, we know we’re going to have a more packed schedule next year. Everything can happen in a span of a month even,” Jeonghan pucker his lips, “You’re right.”
They continue to wash each other’s hair and bodies. Jeonghan gives Seungcheol a massage on his shoulders. Tracing his fingers around the permanent ink on his back. His favorite place to land a kiss and it’s not a sin to do it now too.
The action always sends shivers through Seungcheol’s body. To have the prettiest man in his life kiss his tattoo. He might be living in a year Before Christ or even when the Romans were still ruling. But that’s just how Jeonghan loves him; quiet and subtle, just like how the coral love the ocean.
Wrapping both of their bodies with the towel robe, they decided to not wear their clothes immediately. Kissing each other’s lips when they hit the bed again. Massaging Seungcheol’s nape slowly as Jeonghan parts his mouth. Letting the latter’s tongue into his warm mouth as he whimpers softly.
“Stop being so fucking hot,” Jeonghan grumbles as he almost straddles Seungcheol’s lap again. The statement does not come out as a protest as he intended to be. To be fair, he loves seeing Seungcheol be the hottest man he ever laid his eyes on. In fact, Seungcheol knows that, “You love me more when I’m hot,” he says and Jeonghan grunts in protest again, “That’s not true. I’ve loved you in every version of yours. There won’t be anything that makes me want to un-love you. You’re not the only one who got wrapped around someone’s finger.”
This is something that Seungcheol doesn’t realize fully. Jeonghan has always been the lead in their relationship. In bed, it’s a different story, but in daily life, Seungcheol always listens to him first. This applies also outside of the environment when Seungcheol is not the leader of Seventeen.
When Seungcheol is, just, Choi Seungcheol. The person who showed everything to Jeonghan and vice versa. All of his charms have bewitched Yoon Jeonghan completely. Most of the time they took turns, who’s going to lead them today, the urge would come out immediately because that’s the way for them to make everything work.
Seungcheol and Jeonghan have the same dream: to make their relationship work and last for a long time.
“Come on, we need to get dressed,” Jeonghan plops himself on top of Seungcheol. There’s a silence ringing in the room with no reply coming from the latter. “Jeonghan-ah,” Seungcheol calls, “Jeonghannie, Yoon Jeonghan,” still silent. The man sighs, tucking Jeonghan’s hair to the back of his ear, “Princess.”
Jeonghan immediately stands up and searches for their clothes. Leaving Seungcheol speechless on the bed, witnessing the reaction. He also notices how red Jeonghan’s ears are and usually it doesn't have that much red. But it eases his heart to know his boyfriend likes the nickname.
They both cuddle on the bed again after wearing their clothes. Legs clinging onto each other under the fluffy blanket. Seungcheol needs to go back to his room. It’s getting pretty late and Jeonghan also needs to get his unbothered sleep.
“Are you thinking of going back to your room?” Jeonghan suddenly asks, tightening his arms around Seungcheol’s body, “I am hereby you to stay and sleep with me until the sun rises again.” The statement doesn’t make any sense, but it makes Seungcheol chuckles. His fingers run through Jeonghan’s hair softly, “But I need to. You should go to sleep now or else you’re going to wake up feeling tired and sleepy. No one wants that, including you.” Jeonghan whines, burying his head on the crook of Seungcheol’s neck, “I’m fine, I’m fine. Stay with me for a while, please? I promise I will sleep after this.”
Seungcheol wants to reject the offer but staring at the doe-eyes looking back at him makes the tip of his tongue suddenly go cold. Jeonghan is too comfortable using his cuteness on him, he must stop. At the end, they stay in that position for a few more minutes. Toes moving left to right, sometimes Jeonghan kicks Seungcheol’s toe under the blanket.
“Is it okay for me to say I love you again?” Seungcheol turns his head, “Well, of course it’s okay. Why would you say that? Why, I mean, why are you even asking for permission? You never did that.” Jeonghan shrugs, “I don’t know, just feel like it for now. It feels different tonight, maybe because of your Jeju’s offer. I was really contemplating it now and itching to open my phone to book the flight as soon as possible.” Seungcheol holds Jeonghan in his place, preventing him from getting his phone on the table. Jeonghan whines again, “Ah, why? I’m considering it. It’s a good thing that we’re on the same page!” He knows that’s not what Seungcheol meant, “Honey, we can’t.”
“Then why are you asking in the first place?”
“Because it’s just too good to be true. We can’t go around by ourselves when no one from the public knows our relationship.”
There he said it. Sometimes, when they’re too comfortable in their safe zone, both of them tend to forget what they’re supposed to be in front of other people. It still hurts sometimes, to prevent themselves from loving each other so loud. To know there are people who won’t like what’s happening behind the scene and everything in between.
The thought itself is scary. Sometimes it creeps inside Jeonghan’s gut. His parents, they are welcoming of his sexuality and relationship. It’s more heavy on the side that Jeonghan’s boyfriend is Seungcheol actually, which is better than anything he ever imagined.
Seungcheol’s parents also didn’t have any problem with them having a serious relationship. Other than their staff and members who are also going through the same thing, Jeonghan thinks it’s more than enough to have this environment for a few more years ahead.
“Jeonghan-ah,” Jeonghan’s mind goes back to the present time. He doesn’t realize he’s zoning out. “You’re zoning out,” Seungcheol added again, a concerned tone lying underneath, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything harm with what I said. I’m trying to be realistic with our future schedules too. You’re going to Paris in a few months, that’s fucking huge for your career. Everything good will follow after that, you have a big thing on your palm.” Jeonghan parts his mouth open, lips stuttering, “But I want you to be there,” Seungcheol frowns, “Of course I will be there, Jeonghan-ah. I’m not going anywhere. What are the odds that will happen to our relationship? If anything, we will solve it together as usual, okay? It’s the two of us at the end of the line, always.”
Seungcheol brings Jeonghan into his embrace. Jeonghan has been longing for this familiar warmth to wrap around his body. To drown in Seungcheol’s warmth is all he ever wanted. If home is a person, it’s definitely what Seungcheol is to Jeonghan.
It doesn’t take long for Jeonghan to sleep and Seungcheol finds himself texting the manager hyung.
jeonghan needs me
i’ll wake up early tomorrow i promise