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Taesan had, once again, gone out late at night.
He wasn't supposed to, his mother said she'd take away his phone if he did it again, and he already was grounded.
But he couldn't care less.
At least, not when he was with Riwoo.
Riwoo was the one who had dragged him here, the one who called his phone, saying that they should go stargaze on the hill, and try to figure out some shapes with them.
But all Taesan could see, were the stars reflecting in Riwoo's eyes.
He couldn't look away, not when Riwoo was this dazzlingly beautiful.
Smiling brightly at the sky, like he wanted to be nowhere else but here.
They were laying pretty far from each other, but their arms were stretched, and Riwoo's fingertips brushed against Taesan's.
He took a deep breath, and sat up, leaning back on the palms of his hands. He looked down at Riwoo, blinking at the older boy.
"Hyung?"
Riwoo pulled his gaze off of the stars to look at Taesan. Taesan was pretty sure Riwoo was drunk, since when he spoke, his words were slurred around the edges.
"What?"
Taesan wondered if he should ask the question, he knew Riwoo wouldn't really give him an answer. His eyes trailed over Riwoo's face, swallowing hard.
"Why'd you call me here?"
He asked, his voice quiet. Barely audible, despite the place being almost desert.
Riwoo raised an eyebrow, as if Taesan's question was the silliest he had ever heard.
"Why not?"
Taesan blinked, then looked away. This might be random, but he thought Riwoo was beautiful. Well, he always had been, and always will be. At least in his eyes.
"Well it's late. And I'm already grounded because of you."
He replied, and he heard Riwoo chuckle. One of the sounds Taesan cherished a lot. It was like music to his ears.
"I wanted to see you. We haven't been able to go out together in a while."
Taesan heard Riwoo say. He bit his lower lip nervously, looking down at Riwoo, who was still looking at him, no, staring.
Taesan blinked rapidly as Riwoo shifted slightly closer, yet it was close enough for him to grab Taesan's hand and intertwine their fingers.
"Hyung, it's been barely two days since we last hung out."
Taesan stated, looking confused as Riwoo giggled. Yep, Riwoo was drunk for sure.
"That's too much. At least for me. I can't stand an hour without you."
Taesan felt his breath hitch. His shoulders tensed slightly, and his mind was buzzing nervously.
He wanted to tell Riwoo everything. But if he did, he was pretty sure that given how drunk Riwoo was, the older man probably wouldn't remember anything that happened the next morning.
So he kept quiet, laid down on the grass and looked at the stars, squeezing Riwoo's hand tightly. His chest grew warm when he felt Riwoo squeeze his hand back.