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Love confessions

Summary:

Jun is drunk and confesses his love for Dylan.

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It’s 12:55am and Dylan is finishing up work on a new song whilst waiting to hear from Jun.

Jun went out for dinner and drinks with some old high school friends. He invited Dylan to join them too, but being the introvert he is, Dylan decided to stay home and work instead.

Dylan started to get quite sleepy half an hour ago but he wants to stay up incase Jun needs to be picked up. But now his eyes are getting sore from working at his computer for so long and his body is aching so he gets up and goes into the kitchen for some water.

As he pours his glass of water, he hears the sound of keys fighting with the front door. Jun must be home.

He goes to the door, opens it and then suddenly Jun is flying towards his chest.

‘Wow wow, careful junie’ Dylan says softly, as one arm wraps around Jun’s waist and the other holds onto the door frame to keep them from falling over.

Jun makes a muffled sound which is drowned out due to his head being in Dylan’s chest.

‘Huh? I cant hear you babe’ Dylan’s says as he holds Jun upright until he’s standing on his own.

‘Hi’ Jun says as he finally looks up and meets Dylan’s eyes. He has a big smile on his face which shines right through his eyes and accompanies the red dusting his cheeks. Dylan realises he definitely drunk too much but can’t help thinking Jun looks extremely pretty right now. He always thinks he is pretty though, he can’t help it.

‘Hi’ Dylan says with a giggle. ‘Drink much?’

‘Just a bit’ Jun says with a yawn and pushes his soft brown hair off of his forehead. Dylan wants to kiss him, so he does. He moved his hand from Jun’s waist to the side of his face and presses a soft kiss on his forehead.

Jun gasps and smacks his hand to his mouth.

‘i’ve got a boyfriend!’. Jun moves to the side of the door, out of reach from Dylan.

‘Do you?’ Dylan said, amused at Jun’s drunk antics. He closes the front door and picks up the keys Jun dropped in his stumble.

‘Yes! and this is our apartment so you probably shouldn’t be here’ Jun says with a sassy yet tired tone and a pout on his lips.

Dylan just laughs, takes Jun’s hand, leans down, grabs his legs and throws him over his shoulder.

‘Oh My God! PUT ME DOWN!’ Jun squeals but ends up laughing as Dylan spins him around and carries him to their bedroom.

‘Okay if u say so’ Dylan throws Jun onto the double bed and earns another gasp in response. Jun let out an annoyed sound and then covers his face with his hands.

Dylan smiles and lays down just next to Jun, resting on one arm so he faces him.

Jun peaks out from under his hands and stares over at Dylan’s face. Dylan’s hair is a soft blonde colour and part of it is tied away from his face.

‘God, you are so pretty too’ Jun says quietly.

Dylan just smiles wider and reaches over to brush Jun’s soft brown hair out of his eyes.

‘Don’t tell anyone but I think i might be in love with you…’ Jun said still staring at Dylan.

Dylan moves so he is now hovering over Jun’s body, with both arms resting at the side of Jun’s face, ‘Well it’s a good thing I’m yours then.’

Jun gasps ‘YOU ARE?!’.

Dylan lifts one of Jun’s hands off his face and turns it around, he then brings his own hand up so Jun can see both of them side by side.

‘Yeah babe, see?’ Dylan says softly as he points out the matching couple rings they got a few months ago to celebrate their two year anniversary.

‘Well i must be the luckiest man ever? you are so beautiful!.’ Jun says dramatically, putting both of his hands on Dylan’s cheeks and shaking his head a little.

Dylan laughs a bit, ‘Not as lucky as me’ he says, meaning it. Jun was the most gorgeous person to Dylan, with his pretty moles, soft brown eyes and pink lips.

His gaze travelled down to Jun’s mouth, he can’t help himself so he leans down and presses a gentle kiss on his lips. Jun kisses him back and slips one of his hands into Dylan’s hair. Jun starts to deepens the kiss a little and pulls one of Dylan’s lips between his own, creating a soft pop sound.

Dylan smiles at Jun’s playfulness and places another quick kiss onto his lips.

‘I love you’ Dylan says, putting his forehead to Jun’s.

Jun goes to speak ‘I lo-‘ but quickly stops and puts his hand over his mouth.

‘Oh Babe, come on’ Dylan pulls Jun up and hurries him into the bathroom so he can deal with the effects of drinking too much. He rubs small circles on his back and grabs Jun a cloth to wipe his mouth.

‘Let’s get you to bed, yeah?’ Dylan asks and gains a small ‘Mhm’ in response.

Dylan helps him get up again, carrying him gently this time and placing him on the edge of the bed. He takes off Jun’s shirt, his trousers and his jewellery. Before placing his own white hoodie on Jun, which he always wears to sleep, and a pair of shorts.

Dylan then goes into the kitchen to grab the glass of water. He comes back in and holds the glass to Jun’s lips, helping him drink some. ‘Thank you’. Jun mumbled sleepily.

Dylan quickly changes too before helping Jun lay in bed and cuddling up next to him.

Jun roles into Dylan, wrapping his arm around Dylan’s waist and placing his head into the side of his chest. Dylan wrapped both arms around him, placing one in his hair and patting it softly.

Jun let out a sigh of content and hugged his boyfriend tightly. ‘I love you Dylan.’

Dylan smiled and hugged him tighter, ‘I know. I love you too, Jun.’

‘Goodnight….sorry for drinking too much’. Jun half-whispered, the way he always does when he is about to fall asleep.

‘it’s okay, goodnight baby’. Dylan said softly and pressed a gentle kiss to his head, careful not to disturb his half sleeping boy. He smiles at his cute sleepy face and is so grateful to have Jun in his arms every night.

Although Jun can be a lot sometimes, Dylan doesn’t care, because he loves him. He loves him when he’s being silly, when he’s drunk or annoying, when he’s sleepy, when he’s irritated and when he’s happy.

Dylan loves every version of him and he knows Jun loves all of him too.

Notes:

jundylan or dylanjun?¿