Seonghwa's fingers are painting invisible doodles around Yeosang's collarbones and shoulder, feeling how the younger's skin is still warm and sweaty from intensity they had been sharing a few minutes ago. Yeosang's cheeks are red and heated and his breathing is still fairly heavy as he looks deeply into Seonghwa's eyes.

"Your friends are so loud," Yeosang mumbles with a small yawn.

"And that is coming from you? Who is friends with Jung Wooyoung?" Seonghwa chuckles, and Yeosang frowns but can't argue with that. Despite Wooyoung being super cool and funny, he is also most likely the loudest person Seonghwa has ever met in his entire life.

The way Yeosang suddenly has become so soft and gentle around him, is definitely something Seonghwa could get used to. Like when Yeosang lets his index finger run over Seonghwa's lower lip, while looking him in the eyes and a little smile breaks free on the younger's face. If time would only stand still right in this beautiful moment, Seonghwa would be happy forever.

"So... Mingi kept mentioning a Yerin?" Yeosang whispers and lowers his eyes. "Was that... Your date?"

Seonghwa nods slowly, almost feeling ashamed to admit it. Yeosang nods back at him but doesn't say anything else. Something in his behavior intrigues Seonghwa, as it almost seems like Yeosang is... Jealous? But such an assumption is too dangerous to speak out loud and Seonghwa is still feeling like he, to a certain degree, has to walk on eggshells when it comes to talking about feelings with the younger.

Another question pops up in his head, and as a rather awkward silence starts to show itself, he feels like he can at least ask this one without scaring Yeosang away. Hopefully.

"Yeosang... Can I ask you something?"

"Sure...?" Yeosang's eyes find their way to Seonghwa's again, and looks at him with a cute, wondering look.

"How come you texted me and not Wooyoung last night? I mean... I'm glad you chose me, but you guys have been friends for so long, so I was just wondering?"

Yeosang's facial expression changes within a second, even the look in his eyes as well. Like a dark shadow lays down upon him, while he hesitates for a couple of seconds before answering.

"I... don't know... Wooyoung was hanging out with San but... You were still the first person I thought of, so..."

Although Yeosang's voice is somehow nervous when he confesses, Seonghwa feels happy by hearing it. But Yeosang is not done confessing surprising things just yet.

"I'm sorry for just leaving the other day, and ignoring you... I... just needed some time to figure things out. And I realized that I... actually think about you, a lot," Yeosang cringes at his own words and tries to hide under the duvet, but Seonghwa pulls it away with a smile. The pinkish color that starts to show on Yeosang's cheeks only causes the smile to grow even bigger.

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that? Could you repeat, please?" Seonghwa teases him.

"You heard me the first time!" an adorable whine comes from the younger who is now blushing all over his face.

Seonghwa can't stop smiling and a lovely, warm feeling spreads in his body. Yeosang rolls his eyes at him, but he can't hide how embarrassed he is when he tries to play it off with failed attempts of looking cool. Seonghwa guesses that it won't hurt if he confesses too then, and maybe it will make Yeosang feel better too.

"I think a lot of you too." Although Seonghwa had felt rather confident a second ago, he suddenly feels shy as well. "You are so amazing and... So beautiful."

Yeosang suddenly frowns and he blinks a few times while he just stares in disbelief at Seonghwa. Smacking his lips a few times Yeosang scoots his body away from Seonghwa who suddenly feels nervous if his words have scared the younger. The look in Yeosang's eyes are hard to read and the seconds until he speaks again feels like forever.

"You... You think I'm beautiful? Are you being sarcastic right now?"

"No? Why would you think that?"

"I've just... Never had anyone call me that before... Hot, yes... Sexy, god-like, a hot piece of ass... But not... that..."

"Well, you sure are those things as well but... Yes, I think you are very beautiful."

"More beautiful than Yerin?" Yeosang asks, referring to the many, many times Mingi and Yunho had mentioned just how stunning and amazing Yerin is, and how lucky Seonghwa is to have someone like her being so into him.

"Yeosang... Are you jealous?" Suddenly Seonghwa can't hold the question back anymore.

"Why would I be jealous? I'm the one who is naked in your bed right now, and not her. So..." Yeosang rolls his eyes, causing Seonghwa to smile yet again.

With a laugh, Seonghwa wraps his arms around Yeosang and pulls him closer. He's way beyond the point of being able to deny his growing feelings for the younger, and when they lie like this he doesn't even want to try. Yeosang is perfect, even with his moments where it's hard to read him or whatever happened to him last night when he broke down. Seonghwa wants to have it all because even those things are what makes Yeosang who he is. And although he is yearning to ask what happened last night he doesn't want to know before it's certain that Yeosang wants to tell it to him.

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The company of Yeosang is something that Seonghwa has soon become so accustomed to that he feels empty as soon as they don't see each other for even a short while. Yeosang is slowly spending more and more time in Seonghwa's room, sometimes just hanging out while both of them are working on assignments or the likes. Some days they can just sit there, together but doing their own things, and the silence between them doesn't feel awkward anymore. Instead it feels somehow comforting.

But there is one nagging question that Seonghwa is dying to ask, but is scared to. Whenever Yeosang's phone lights up and he announces that he has to leave, Seonghwa feels distressed but can't do or say anything. They haven't talked about the progress or status of whatever it is that is going on between them and he is too afraid to ask. And even though he definitely is developing feelings way beyond friendship or just a casual hook-up he still isn't sure what to do with those feelings, even if Yeosang would happen to feel the same way. Seonghwa's family would never accept him being anything but straight and end up happily married to a girl, and he has no clue on what his friends would say either. But there is a lot of other worries he will have to surpass before he should even worry about those things.

"Ah, you're leaving?" Seonghwa looks up from the book in his hands as Yeosang is starting to collect his things.

"No?" Yeosang looks at him over his shoulder. "I just wanted to take care of this mess I've made on your desk. I know how you hate clutter, so..."

The way that Yeosang can shrug his shoulders ever so carelessly has become something Seonghwa is finding so cute by now, and he watches as the younger cleans up the desk so neatly making sure everything is how Seonghwa wants it to be. While watching him, Seonghwa smiles to himself; a couple of months ago he would never have thought Yeosang would do anything remotely close to being considerate of others, and especially not him. And so he can't help but ask him that one question that has been burning in his throat for weeks.

"Yeosang? I... Have to ask you something..." The words have to be forced out although he hasn't even gotten to the real question yet. Yeosang hums as a response and Seonghwa has to clear his throat a couple of times before feeling ready to ask. "So... I'm just curious about... The other people that you... meet with... Anyone interesting, or?"

Yeosang immediately stops what he is doing and just stares at Seonghwa who feels an instant wave of regret just crashing down over him.

"Seonghwa..." The tone in Yeosang's voice is once again hard to read as he sits down next to Seonghwa on the bed. "Why are you asking me that? You don't really want to know, do you?"

"Of course... Sure! I want to know what is going on in your life," Seonghwa lies.

"Don't lie to me, I know you don't want to know about those things."

While Yeosang is fiddling with the bottom of his shirt, looking slightly nervous, Seonghwa is doing the best he can to prepare himself for the answer. Of course he doesn't really want to know, but he has to ask. As Yeosang parts his lips to speak, Seonghwa feels his heart in his throat.

"So, how come you want to know? Are you jealous? Is the thought of me being fucked by someone else bothering you? The thought of me moaning his name and not yours? Sucking his dick and begging him to do me harder?" Yeosang bites his lip while moving closer to Seonghwa who instantly rises from the bed, fists clenched.

Seonghwa could just deny those accusations, but it's hard when they are true. He hates it, he absolutely hates it. He hates the empty feeling that he is left with whenever Yeosang leaves, and Seonghwa doesn't know where he is going or who he is meeting up with. If it's someone else, someone who will kiss Yeosang like he does, undress him and... Seonghwa doesn't even want to think that thought.

"Don't talk like that!" Seonghwa suddenly snaps, turning his back to the younger. "I already told you to stop making assumptions!"

"Is it really an assumption if it's true?" Yeosang stands up and wraps his arms around Seonghwa from behind, nuzzling his nose against Seonghwa's back. A cute move that would've made Seonghwa's heart flutter, if he wasn't this agitated. "Your heart is beating so fast."

Yeosang's hand is resting on Seonghwa's chest, feeling every heartbeat and Seonghwa tries to calm himself down although it's already too late to try to pretend that he doesn't care.

"Seonghwa. I haven't slept with anyone else than you for weeks now..." Yeosang whispers against Seonghwa's neck before gently kissing it.

"What?" Seonghwa pulls away from the younger's embrace to turn around and face him. Yeosang looks at him with his head tilted to the side and a cute little smile. "But... Why did you just say those things then?"

"I guess I just wanted to see if you were feeling the same way I do," Yeosang admits, "but without me having to confess anything first."

"Then... How do you feel?" Seonghwa carefully wraps his arms around Yeosang, heart still beating fast but from another reason now.

"I... Feel that... I don't want to sleep with anyone but you anymore. Isn't that enough?" A slight blush starts to appear on Yeosang's face and he looks down in embarrassment.

"Of course," Seonghwa smiles, "that is more than enough." 

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A/N: Things are going a bit too smoothly for this story right now, right? ;x 

Spoiler alert - Next chapter is called "Shadows" ~ let's see what happens then '_' 

Love you all xx