jongsang | scent

10

jongho called yeosang to the table to eat. once they began eating, yeosang kept stealing glances at jongho. it was always obvious.

"yeosang?" jongho said, raising a brow.

"huh?"

"what's up?"

"i..don't know"

"you're funny, sang. tell me" jongho put down his chopsticks.

"..i was only.. i just wanna.. i really..." he swallowed thickly, his face contorting as the food went down his throat. he could feel jongho's calloused hands holding his.

"don't be pressured"

"oh okay.. i.. i thought you promised we would go to the cat cafe again.."

"oh right! i remember. finals will be ending.. if we both do well, i will bring you there"

"do you promise?"

"of course. even if you don't do well, though i'm pretty sure you will , i'll bring you there."

"convincing enough...i guess" yeosang blushed and held back a smile.

...

jongho was reading a book when he felt yeosang's presence looking at him across the other side of the room. he turned his head and patted on the seat next to him.

"come here, yeo"

yeosang's head leaning against his chest. he could feel his soft blonde hair brushing against his neck and his hands touching jongho's neck ever so gently. yeosang stamped a kiss on his boyfriend's jaw and hugged him. "now, what's getting you all soft?" jongho whispered, stroking yeosang's head and putting his book down.

"nothing. just you i guess. i want to be with you forever. when we're together, it feels cosy" yeosang explained, playing with jongho's ombré black-red hair.

".. wanna cuddle tonight?"

"mhm. i don't care, let's do it now, i'm tired"

"you're always tired, angel"

"yeah, yeah" yeosang scoffed, giving a pat on the other's shoulder so that jongho could carry him to the bedroom. they fluffed the pillows and pulled the covers over themselves. jongho pulled the older boy closer to his chest and kissed his forehead.

"good night, sang"

".. jongho?"

"yes?"

"do you ever wonder how far we got to be this close?"

"yes. i do"

".. thank you for giving me back my money on that day"

"w-well.. i felt guilty. now that i see it, it was childish of me to bully someone like you" jongho quietly admitted.

"but now i'm yours and you're mine. that's all that matters to us, right?"

"yeah. at least i have you and the others.."

"mhm.. jongho..?" yeosang called him softly yet again. instead of him, jongho was the one already sound asleep, his nose in yeosang's berry scented hair. the blonde boy turned to face jongho. he traced his finger around jongho's face, outlining his features but then got surprised when he opened his eyes.

"you thought i was sleeping?" jongho giggled

"oh, god, why did i do that"

"come here, you pretty boy" jongho reeled him in into his arms and kissed him all over his face.