i rest in inquietude

mine

Yunho

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Yunho smiles as the ending credits rolls.

This was their third time binge watching the Harry Potter series, and he couldn't think of a better way to spend it than with his best friend by his side. After all, it was tradition. The two of them adored the Harry Potter series, almost as much as they did each other, and would always binge it each summer concluding the extravaganza with a trip to Universal Studios.

Normally at this point, Seoji would be crying her eyes out. Hell, Seoji could cry at a commercial if she tried hard enough, and Yunho would have no qualms teasing her about it. Tonight, however, she is awfully quiet, and as Yunho peers to his side where they were cuddling once before, he finds that she has fallen asleep.

Muttering softly, she wraps her arms tightly around Yunho's midsection, her face nuzzling deeper into his chest. Her silky black tendrils of hair fall incandescently across her face, and her lips purse as though waiting to be kissed.

But Yunho shouldn't even be thinking of kissing his best friend...

...even though he has done it every day for quite some time now.

Sighing, he rubs his hand across his face and tries to ignore the blush that starts to furiously rise on his cheeks.

Just when is he going to forget the stupid crush he has on her?

They agreed when they were kids that theirs was a relationship not meant to be broken. That nothing should ever come in between them.

Certainly not stupid feelings such as these.

And yet he can't stop staring at those lips of hers.

Can't help himself from longing to kiss them. Can't stop himself from imagining if they would fit perfectly in his. Can't help but wonder if it would feel as though a flame had ignited in his heart if he made that move.

A choice he could never take back.

Yunho always thought that Seoji was made for him. Even now, her body fits perfectly next to his, a spot meant for her, a place where only she is allowed to rest.

Ever since they were kids he believed that if he was with her then we would always be home. With her he felt happy, as though he belonged. And he'll always feel that way for as long as he lives.

But they're no longer kids anymore.

Yunho knows this, and as he's grown he's come to terms with it.

But Seoji...Seoji acts as though nothing has changed.

She's so unguarded around him, acts as though they were the same little kids who met on the kindergarten bus all those years ago. She snuggles with him, stays up all night with him...When their parents banned them from spending the night together she even pitched a fit and demanded an explanation.

It's not like anything was going to happen.

Right?

Yunho may be selfish.

But is it wrong for him to wish she'd see him as a man?

Does she even know the thoughts that run through his head every time she's around him? Every time she wraps her arms around him? Every time she snuggles deep into his chest?

Every time she does things like this?

It makes him want to cross that boundary, overstep it just a little bit so he could finally see what would happen once he reached the other side.

Would she hate him?

Or would she feel the same way?

But tonight, Yunho pushes those feelings away once more. Tonight, he turns off the TV and places the remote on the coffee table. Tonight, he wraps her up in his arms and snuggles deeper into her touch.

Taking a deep breath, he's able to smell the faint scent of her shampoo. A mix of rosemary and pomegranate. A slightly strange scent, but one that is hers all the same. Smiling softly to himself, he gazes adoringly at her face, wondering what would happen if she were to open those luminous brown eyes and find him staring at her that way.

Would she smile?

Would she pry?

Would she even care?

He plays with the fantasy that she wakes up only long enough to kiss him goodnight. As his eyes slowly close, he toys with the thought of her lips touching his and whispering...

"You're mine." 

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