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The mirrors were foggy, loud music blasting through the room, and seven boys sweating like it wasn’t the middle of winter.
But that was work, nothing new.
New was a good thing of course, but not always. Sometimes new things came with more difficulties than good things.
“Good, good, remember head goes first left then right,” the choreographer shouted over the music, watching the boys practice for their next MV.
“Alright, take ten, good job!” He clapped while walking over to turn the music down.
Now you could better hear the deep breathing and exhausted groans from the group. The whole day had just been dance practice. Every day it seemed like the hours went longer and the breaks got shorter. But with their upcoming album, this was just what it took.
It was fine though. At least Sunoo thought so. Because at the end of the week they would film their last MV and then finally move on to other shoots too. He obviously loved dancing just as much as the others, but then again he wasn’t Ni-ki, who came dancing out of his mother’s womb, or Sunghoon, who circled around the ice more than some penguins.
And speaking of his boyfriend, there he was already walking, if you could call it that with their sore legs, with two bottles of water in his hands.
“Here.” He handed one to Sunoo, who was sitting on the floor, legs spread, back against the wall.
He sat down next to him, no distance between them.
They had been crushing on each other since I-LAND. After that it was just a matter of who would make the first move. Surprisingly, it took them longer to make it official than you would think.
The first time they went to Germany was where Sunghoon confessed to Sunoo. It wasn’t planned, and it definitely wasn’t the best timing either. So they both decided to wait, that it would be for the best. They still dated, very secretly, because neither of them really knew where this would go and they didn’t want anyone rushing them.
Sadly, with both of them being idols, it was nearly impossible to have much privacy or time. Eventually they got tired of waiting and realized that the perfect moment was now.
And here they were. Officially dating for almost seven months. Time definitely went by way faster since then. Three months ago they finally decided to tell the other members, as they started to suspect things, but also because it seemed like Sunghoon got more jealous over Sunoo as time passed.
He didn’t like how they all got their hands all over what was officially his now, and he didn’t like to share. He never liked it as a kid, and he didn’t now.
There was a point where it may have gotten a little out of hand. Even fans noticed the smile dropping when Sunoo got attention from any other male besides him, or the sharp reactions he would shamelessly give. So yeah, they had to tell them, but Sunoo also had to tell Sunghoon to tone it down. Even though he kind of liked that possessive behavior, it was too risky for anyone to find out, and then they would be in fatal trouble.
“You going to join me and Jake at the HYBE gym after?” Sunghoon asked casually, the melting mochi beside him. He always asked that, knowing very well Sunoo would instantly decline. It was more of a way to say he would be back a little later.
“How could you possibly still want to do even more cardio after this, voluntarily?” Sunoo said defensively, already dreaming of his bed and skincare waiting at home.
“Gotta push your body to its limits,” the ice prince quoted.
“Till what, it shakes?” Sunoo questioned.
“Your legs have been shaking too when we do our cardio in bed, yet I haven’t heard you complain about that,” Sunghoon smirked teasingly.
Sunoo shoved him by the arm, something he always did when Sunghoon said something so out of pocket it made him freeze. Luckily his face was already red from practice, so he hoped the older wouldn’t notice his flustered cheeks.
“Ew, gross,” Ni-ki made a disgusted face.
Right. Because they were still in a room, at work, with five other guys.
“Oh get over it, you’ve heard me say worse,” Sunghoon brushed it off, clearly not caring at all.
“Doesn’t make it better!” the youngest shot back.
“Yeah, I wasn’t going to say anything, but you both are getting bolder by the minute,” Jake said, putting his sweaty towel down after wiping his forehead.
“Both? What did I do?” Sunoo said, offended.
“You’re allowing him,” Heeseung stated.
“No, Sunoo hyung’s right. It’s just the prince that can’t keep it in his pants,” Jungwon said.
“I can very well keep it in my pants!” Sunghoon argued back.
“Oh my god, that argument again? Just accept that Sunghoon’s possessive side will never let us rest,” Jay said, already annoyed, remembering when they had the same argument a few weeks after Sunoo and Sunghoon made their relationship official.
After that, Sunghoon was extra sharp when it came to Sunoo. Not just in the group, but staff members noticed the sudden tension whenever anyone got closer to Sunoo than they should.
He did calm down a bit after that. But Sunghoon would lie if he said he didn’t wish there would be another pandemic so everyone had to stay five feet away from Sunoo by law.
“I am not possessive,” Sunghoon snapped back.
“Mhm,” Jake said, looking down at where Sunghoon’s hand had been resting on Sunoo’s thigh the whole time. He probably didn’t even notice.
“I mean it. We share something that’s called trust and maturity. That’s what adults do, you know?”
“Then why not turn this into a bet, huh? Make it a little interesting,” Jake smirked.
“I’m listening.”
“Easy. Until we wrap up our last MV. No possessive behavior over Sunoo, meaning if anybody gets close to him, you don’t interrupt or throw nasty looks. You just lean back and watch. The winner does the other’s laundry for a full month.”
“Tss, easy,” Sunghoon said confidently.
Sunoo, on the other hand, wasn’t as confident, which was clear from his expression.
“Hyung, maybe let’s not. You know how much laundry we’ve been having after those dance practices,” Sunoo said.
“Exactly. Don’t worry, I’ll make him do yours too,” Sunghoon said with a smile.
“No, wait, what?”
Sunoo interrupted Jake. “It’s not that. It’s just, you know, something you do without really noticing.”
“Don’t worry, baby. Till the MV it’s like what, less than a week? 4 days? How hard could it be?”
________
Very hard.
It was very hard.
It was day two.
He barely survived day one.
Yesterday it was like the whole world knew that Sunghoon was chained by a challenge and took the opportunity to be all over his boyfriend. And he? He just had to sit there, quietly watching while the other members gave him knowing glances. Was this what it felt like to get rage baited?
Well, it was working. Because he had been lying there for hours now, the sun rising and shining through the window, light falling on Sunoo’s face as he slept, curled up against his chest with a pout. Even though they lived in separate dorms, they rarely went many days without sleeping in the same bed. Sunoo’s room was always the best option. It was quicker to reach and he had his own bathroom too.
Sure, he might be a little possessive. But how couldn’t he be? Sunoo looked unreal, way too perfect to be real. And he got to have him. What he would do to show him off. To show how much he loved him. To show the world that he was his and only his. So back the fuck off.
He also knew Sunoo had an adoring personality naturally. It was one of the many reasons he fell for him. But it also meant others liked it too. That part he didn’t like.
“Mhm, morning hyung,” Sunoo yawned, eyes opening lazily. He had no idea the other had been awake for hours.
“Morning, pretty.” Sunghoon brushed a few strands of hair away from Sunoo’s fox like eyes, placing a kiss on his cheek that looked extra puffy in the morning, pressed against his chest. “Wanna get up and get ready?”
Sunoo nodded. “Five more minutes,” he said, closing his eyes again.
Sunghoon chuckled. “You say that every morning.”
“Yeah, but this time I mean it. I have an early meeting before practice,” he mumbled against the older’s bare skin.
“Alone? With who?” Sunghoon’s grip tightened around his waist.
“8Seconds team.”
Sunghoon hummed in acknowledgment. It was fine though. Most workers in the 8Seconds team were women, and he had already met them. So it was fine. Even that tight feeling in his chest was fine. He thinks.
Their morning routine went as usual. As the seven boys arrived at the HYBE building, walking through the hallways, Sunoo and Jungwon were a little ahead of them. All Sunghoon could do was watch the way the younger walked. There was something addictive about the way he carried himself.
He felt a hand land on his shoulder.
“You look like shit.”
“Geez, thanks Jake. I haven’t slept all night.”
Sunghoon shrugged the hand off, his eyes drifting back to Sunoo.
“Why? Something keep you up? Maybe some ugly feelings?” Jay joined the conversation.
“No. My feelings are all pretty, thank you very much.”
“Sure, but are they gonna stay that way?” Jake asked.
“They will. Because I’m not possessive and I have nothing to worry about anyway. We only have dance practice together the whole day.”
“Mhm, what about the meeting though?”
“Nothing about it. He has a meeting with his lovely female 8Seconds team and then we’re together for the rest of the day. So you better prepare yourself for some laundry because I’m wearing double layers today.”
“Mhm. You sure about that female part?” Jake’s eyes drifted forward.
“Yes, why are yo-”
Sunghoon didn’t know what it felt like to be shot fifty five times. But he imagined it would feel exactly like this. Because he froze when he saw two men and one woman shaking hands with Sunoo, who was smiling back.
The woman he had met before. She was nice, but he knew she was only there for introductions and never stayed long. The older man, shorter, he didn’t care about. That wasn’t Sunoo’s type at all. But next to him stood a tall man with a sharp jawline, black hair, bright skin, dressed in a suit and holding a suitcase. And he had on a stupid smile while shaking Sunoo’s hand.
They walked closer to where the three of them were standing.
“Sunoo, I haven’t told you yet, but this is our new brand manager. It was very last minute that he was also able to make it to this meeting,” the older man explained, to which Sunoo offered a smile.
“I insisted on meeting you sooner, Mr. Kim. Sadly my schedule and yours never aligned correctly. But well, you are a star, so it’s nothing I didn’t expect.”
Sunoo giggled.
Sunghoon didn’t. Who the fuck did this boy think he was?
“Thank you. And you can call me Sunoo.”
No, he can’t.
“Sunoo,” the guy repeated with a smile.
I swear on my ancestors, if this vampire Lafufu looking pimp says his name like that one more time, I’ll wipe that smile right off his stupid fa-
“Well, shall we?” the woman said, signaling them to follow her into the meeting room. And with that, they disappeared.
“Wow, this looks like the beginning of a K drama with twenty episodes,” Ni-ki broke the silence first.
“Yeah. Would hate this if I were you. But then again, you guys have so much trust and maturity, right?” Heeseung quoted Sunghoon.
Sunghoon threw him a nasty look.
Right. Because Sunghoon couldn’t do anything about it. But it was fine, he told himself. The meeting was only supposed to be an hour.
______
An hour passed.
Then another.
And another.
And Sunghoon was definitely losing it. He tried to play it off as best as he could, but nobody needed to know what was going on in his mind. Except they kept asking.
“Hoon, you look distracted. What’s on your mind?” Jungwon teased.
“Nothing. I’m fine,” he said sharply.
“Oh, you’re fine. But that man this morning also looked pretty fine as fuck.”
“That dried out looking mushroom? Didn’t notice,” Sunghoon replied, eyes fixed on the mirror in front of him as he pretended to practice the choreography.
“That’s funny you say that, because he looks just like you,” Jay said.
“No, he does not,” Sunghoon snapped immediately.
“Uh, yeah he does. Same height and everything. But don’t worry, you’ve got nothing to worry about, right?” Jake walked closer from where he had been stretching.
“You know what you’re trying to do and it isn’t working.”
“Isn’t it? What if you think it’s taking so long? They’ve been gone for nearly three hours.”
“Are they? Haven’t noticed.”
“Right, because you’ve kept looking at the clock because you like the colors of it.”
“Shut up, Jay.”
“Shut yourself up-“”
All their attention snapped toward the door as it opened and Sunoo walked in.
Finally. Sunghoon exhaled.
He entered the room but then stopped awkwardly for a second.
“Why is everyone staring at me?” Sunoo asked.
“That took longer than you said it would,” Heeseung said.
“Yeah, the actual meeting was like two hours, but the new brand manager insisted that we talk a bit more. You know, about future projects. He wanted to hear some of my ideas and opinions.”
“Oh, so it was just you and him for a whole hour?” Jake asked, taking a quick look at Sunghoon, who hadn’t said anything yet.
“Yeah, why?” Sunoo asked.
“No reason.”
“Alright, let’s get back to the choreography,” Ni-ki clapped his hands together, clearly sensing the tension in the room.
⸻
Dance practice passed. Before Sunoo got the chance to talk to Sunghoon, he dismissed himself by saying, “I’m going to the gym with Ni-ki.” He didn’t ask if Sunoo was coming with him. He also acted like he didn’t see the small pout on the younger’s face as he said it.
He was acting like a dick now, yeah, but he couldn’t help it. It wasn’t even about the challenge anymore. It wasn’t Sunoo’s fault either. He was just doing his job with a guy who just happened to look a little like Sunghoon.
He honestly didn’t even know why or who he was angry at, but it was very clear in the way he pushed himself harder than usual at the gym.
“Alright, cut it out,” Riki stopped the treadmill. “The machine can’t even keep up with you.”
Sunghoon sighed, grabbing his water bottle and taking a sip.
“Speak to me, son.”
“I’m older than you.”
“Not mentally.”
Sunghoon knew better than to snap back at that and just let it go.
Riki studied the older for a second.
“You’re jealous, aren’t you?”
Sunghoon groaned into his hands. “Is it that obvious?”
Riki nodded while patting his back.
“I don’t do this on purpose. I don’t even notice I’m doing it,” Sunghoon defended himself.
“Maybe. But you know you don’t have anything to worry about. Sunoo’s not going to run off into the sunshine with a man he just met. You know him better than that.”
“I do. Fuck, I do. It’s just… it’s different if you yourself know it and if everyone knows it.”
“Hyung, you know as long as we’re under that contract, we have to follow it.”
“That’s funny you say that.”
“Hey, I follow rules. And I’m saying this for the both of you. I may not get it completely, but I know they definitely won’t get it at all. It’s not worth risking both of your careers over.”
But that was where the younger was wrong. Because Sunoo was worth everything.
______
It was the day of the MV.
The last day for Sunghoon to prove that he was not, in fact, the possessive type of boyfriend.
He didn’t come back to Sunoo’s room last night after the gym. Honestly, he didn’t even think too much about it at first. His mind was stuck on what the younger had said to him.
Yes, the company wouldn’t get it.
The members didn’t get it either.
Hell, he didn’t even know if he got it himself.
He was scared. Something he didn’t even allow himself to admit, not even in his own thoughts. He was scared that at any second they would take Sunoo away from him. He couldn’t imagine life without the other. As dramatic as it sounded, it was the truth. They had been dating for less than a year, yet in those months he actually felt like he was living. Like Sunoo was something that had been missing for Sunghoon to fully be there.
He wasn’t the perfect boyfriend.
He got jealous easily.
He didn’t talk about what bothered him.
He projected his own issues onto their relationship.
But Sunoo deserved perfect.
And he would give it to him.
Guilt washed over him. He had neglected the younger since coming back from the meeting. Sunoo was probably waiting in his room for him, and he never showed up.
God, Sunghoon, you’re so stupid.
He facepalmed before jumping out of bed, not bothering with a shirt. All he wanted was to go to Sunoo right now, bury himself against him, apologize for being an idiot. He really needed a kiss.
The door suddenly opened. For a split second, he hoped it was Sunoo.
It wasn’t.
“Hoon, why the hell are you not ready yet? The van is here,” Jay said, looking him up and down. Jay, on the other hand, was fully ready to go.
“What?”
Sunghoon grabbed his phone, only to realize an entire hour had passed. Fuck. How long had he been zoning out? This had to be a new record.
“Shit, yeah. I didn’t pay attention to the time.”
He started panicking, throwing things on.
“I can tell. I’ll tell the others to go ahead and send a second van.”
“No, wait”
But before he could say anything else, Jay had already closed the door.
Fuck. Now he wouldn’t even get to see Sunoo before filming.
He was frustrated, but this was what he got for being jealous.
They arrived on set half an hour after the others. Their manager was visibly unhappy about their late arrival, and Jay immediately put all the blame on Sunghoon.
Great. Throw me under the bus, why not.
What made it worse was that they didn’t even get to greet the members. They were pulled straight into outfits, hair, and makeup while the others were already filming their parts. Again, he didn’t get to see Sunoo.
He thought about texting him, but what would he even say? He didn’t know what he wanted to say when he finally had Sunoo alone.
“You’ve been lasting longer than I thought,” Jay said from the chair next to him, typing on his phone.
“Huh?”
“The bet,” Jay clarified, finally looking up.
Great. He had almost forgotten about it.
It was the last day of this stupid bet. Just today. If he failed, he would be teased forever and, even worse, he would have to do Jake’s laundry for a whole month. That meant less free time. Less time with Sunoo.
Yeah, no. That was not happening.
The door opened and Jungwon walked in.
“Good, you guys are almost done. Manager Yuki said the faster we wrap this up, the faster we can go home. Which would have been even earlier if someone didn’t take their sweet time this morning,” Jungwon said, clearly looking at Sunghoon.
“Whatever,” Sunghoon shrugged.
“Wow, someone’s moody. What happened? Sunoo didn’t give you a good morning kiss?” Jungwon teased.
That was basically the truth.
“Where is Sunoo?” Sunghoon asked.
“Getting photographed. He’s already done with his part of the MV.”
Without another word, Sunghoon stood up and made his way outside to the shooting area. The rest of the members were sitting on benches, wrapped in thick coats. It was freezing.
“Ah, there’s our sleeping beauty,” Heeseung teased.
This was going to be a long day.
Sunghoon ignored him, his eyes immediately locking onto Sunoo.
And what the actual fuck.
Life was really kicking him today.
Sunoo stood in front of the camera, posing like a professional. He wore a white puffer jacket, black shorts, black thigh high flared leg warmers with star designs, and white platform shoes. There was a sliver of skin visible between the shorts and the leg warmers.
He looked adorable and sexy at the same time.
And it was driving Sunghoon insane.
Okay. Fine. He could control himself.
Hopefully.
“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” Jungwon said from behind him.
Sunghoon realized everyone was staring at him again.
“More like fox,” Ni-ki said, making them laugh.
“You know, Hoon, you can still back out. Maybe even admit I was right,” Jake suggested with a smirk.
“Never. And you’re wrong, so don’t even try it.”
“If you say so.”
Sunghoon’s attention shifted back to Sunoo, this time noticing the way the photographer praised him.
“Bravo, Sunoo! A little more to the left.”
“Yes, perfect. Beautiful.”
“Let’s try a few poses on the ground. Lay down on your stomach.”
Sunoo followed, propping himself on his elbows, feet kicking in the air as he put on his model expression.
Sunghoon didn’t recognize the photographer. They had so many, but he was sure he hadn’t seen this one before.
“Who’s that photographer?” he asked.
“Some new guy. Heard he’s pretty international,” Heeseung answered, uninterested.
Why were there so many new people this week?
“Amazing, Sunoo. Truly incredible.”
“Every shoot is a win. This is going to be hard to choose.”
Sunoo laughed.
“Your legs and the curve of your back are beautifuly toned. Do you work out?”
Sunghoon was sure as hell he hadn’t asked the others that.
“Oh, no. Not really,” Sunoo giggled, shifting positions.
“Just genetics then. I knew you were an angel.”
Sunghoon stood there, visibly irritated.
Sunoo getting praised wasn’t new. He always got compliments, and Sunghoon was usually the loudest one. But this was different. He didn’t know this guy. This guy didn’t know that Sunoo was his.
And with everything else going on, this was too much.
“Don’t start something you’ll regret,” Jay warned.
“Who the fuck does this guy think he is,” Sunghoon muttered.
Fuck the bet. Yes, he was possessive. How couldn’t he be when everyone seemed to want into Sunoo’s pants?
“And I almost thought you’d last,” Jake said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
“Back off,” Sunghoon snapped, knocking his hand away.
“Dude, calm down,” Heeseung said.
“Don’t tell me to fucking calm down when some idiot is eye fucking my boyfriend’s legs.”
“Whoa.”
“Language, hyung.”
“Hey, we got minors here,” Jay said, covering Ni-ki’s ears.
“I literally just turned an adult,” Ni-ki protested.
“Good job, Sunoo ya. Sunghoon, get on set, we’re filming your part,” a staff member called out.
Without another word, Sunghoon followed, the tension thick in the air.
Sunoo returned to the group, immediately noticing the mood.
“Seriously, what’s wrong with everyone this week?”
“Hyung lost the bet,” Ni-ki said bluntly.
“Bet?” Sunoo paused. “Oh right. That stupid bet about him not getting possessive. I forgot.”
“You forgot? It was four days ago,” Jake raised an eyebrow.
“We were busy. It slipped my mind,” Sunoo shrugged. “Why did he lose?”
“He got jealous about the photographer,” Jay explained. “And he was already on edge today.”
Sunoo hummed.
He had fallen asleep earlier than planned last night. When he woke up, he expected Sunghoon next to him, but the bed was empty. That small sting of disappointment lingered longer than he liked to admit.
People teased Sunghoon for being the stereotypical jealous boyfriend.
But Sunoo wasn’t any better.
He got jealous too. He wanted to be by Sunghoon’s side all the time. He had been annoyed that the new manager kept him longer in the meeting, because all he could think about was seeing Sunghoon again, sweaty from practice.
So no.
He wasn’t any better.
And maybe Sunghoon needed to know that.
____
Time passed before he finally decided to knock on the dressing room door.
“Yeah?” Sunghoon’s voice came from inside.
“It’s me.”
He unlocked the door and let Sunoo in. The younger was already changed into comfortable clothes, a bag slung over his shoulder, makeup wiped away and hair unstyled. Even though Sunoo always looked effortlessly put together, this version of him was Sunghoon’s favorite.
“You just got done?” Sunoo asked softly as he walked over to the small couch and sat down.
“Mhm.”
Sunghoon pulled his shirt over his head.
“That’s nice,” Sunoo said quietly. “I heard you lost the bet.”
“Whatever. Jake’s bets are stupid, and I already have the next one planned for him,” Sunghoon shrugged it off.
“You know that’s not what I mean,” Sunoo replied.
He was talking about the reason he lost, and Sunghoon knew it.
He sighed, undoing his belt and pulling his jeans down, deliberately avoiding eye contact.
“I didn’t mean to. I know he was just doing his job.”
“It’s fine. It’s not like you personally attacked him or something,” Sunoo said gently. “I just feel like there’s more to it. You can tell me, you know. I won’t judge.”
Sunghoon’s movements stilled. He stayed quiet for a moment, staring at the floor, before finally deciding to be honest.
“I’m scared to lose you,” he admitted, his voice quieter than he meant it to be.
“To lose me?” Sunoo’s brows furrowed in concern. “Why would you lose me?”
“I just,” Sunghoon exhaled. “I know there’s nothing we can do about it, and I really thought it wouldn’t bother me as much as it does. But being in a secret relationship, I don’t want that.”
He paused, then continued, words spilling faster now.
“I want to hold you in public. I want to kiss your cheeks whenever I feel like it. I want people to just know we’re together. And the longer we are together, the more I want it. Because the more sure I am that you’re the one I want to spend my life with. That one day I want to marry you and adopt three dogs so Gaeul can have siblings.”
His voice wavered slightly.
“But I don’t even know if you want that. At least not with me. I’m not the perfect boyfriend. So yeah, I’m scared you’ll find something better. Someone who can show you love not only at night or when nobody’s watching.”
He realized he probably overshared near the end.
But at least it was out now.
Sunoo didn’t speak right away.
He just sat there, staring at Sunghoon like he was trying to memorize him. Like he was seeing something fragile that Sunghoon never let anyone see. His hands slowly tightened around the strap of his bag before he finally stood up and crossed the small space between them.
“Hey,” he said softly.
Sunghoon looked up despite himself.
Sunoo reached out, cupping his face with both hands, thumbs brushing gently under his eyes like he was afraid Sunghoon might disappear if he didn’t hold on.
“Do you really think I’d leave you?” he asked quietly.
Sunghoon swallowed. “I don’t know. Sometimes it feels like the world wants to take you away from me.”
Sunoo’s expression softened even more, if that was possible.
“Hyung,” he sighed, resting his forehead against Sunghoon’s. “I get jealous too. All the time. I hated that meeting. I hated how long it took. I kept checking my phone like an idiot, hoping you’d text me, hoping you’d be waiting when I came back.”
Sunghoon’s breath hitched.
“I wanted to see you,” Sunoo continued. “I wanted to brag about how sweaty you’d probably be from practice. I wanted to kiss you before filming, just for luck. So don’t think you’re alone in this.”
Sunghoon’s hands came up hesitantly, resting on Sunoo’s waist like he wasn’t sure he was allowed to touch him.
“I don’t need perfect,” Sunoo said firmly. “I need you. The jealous you, the scared you, the stupid you that forgets time exists. All of it.”
He pulled back just enough to look him in the eyes.
“And yeah, it hurts that we have to hide. It hurts that we can’t be normal. But that doesn’t make what we have smaller. It makes it something we choose every single day.”
Sunoo smiled, small and sincere.
“I want that future too. The marriage, the dogs, even the chaos that comes with it. And I want it with you.”
Sunghoon’s eyes burned.
“You’re not going anywhere,” Sunoo whispered, pressing a kiss to his lips, slow and grounding. “And neither am I.”
Sunghoon finally pulled him into his arms, holding him tight like he’d been afraid to breathe without him.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured into Sunoo’s hair.
“I know,” Sunoo replied, hugging him back just as hard. “Just don’t shut me out next time, okay?”
Sunghoon nodded against him.
“Those gym hours are really paying off” sunoo said squeezing the others toned arms
Sunghoon laughed- Right he should probably put some clothes on
Outside the dressing room, the world was still loud, still watching, still waiting.
But in that moment, with Sunoo safe in his arms, Sunghoon felt steady again.