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TAG: hansol assures seungkwan of his love

i'm in my day6 era <3 edit: still in it, stream book of us demon, this song specifically

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"hi kwannie!"

"kwan?"

"...boo?"

"yes i heard you! hi! hello, hansol! i'm here!" seungkwan huffs sarcastically, rummaging through the fridge. hansol stays quiet but can't help asking what seungkwan's looking for in the fridge. he only wants to help, if he needed it-

"nothing! whatever." seungkwan slams the fridge door shut and stalks back down to hall to his room. the door slams shut.

hansol bitterly continues watching his program, mind not even comprehending the dramatic dialogue on screen. all he can think about is seungkwan.

is something wrong?

a few days later, hansol returns to their apartment late at night again. recently, he's been hanging out with minghao before he flies off to china for a while. he opens the front door, smile on his face from the fun day he had. "hi kwannie!" he calls, taking his shoes off.

no answer. he can't really see into the place, so he assumes seungkwan's in his room.

but he gets up from the dining table. without a word, he begins walking away. "kwan, guess what minghao told m-"

"hm, yeah! must be very interesting to hang out with him." the door closes, leaving hansol in shock.

his face contorts into confusion as he removes his jacket and hangs it up. 'what's going on...?' he thinks. straightening the sleeves of his turtleneck, he decides to confront seungkwan about it.

knocking lightly, he waits for seungkwan to let him in. but he doesn't. so he tries again.

knock
knock-

"i'm not letting you in,"

hansol sighs, "why, kwan? i want to talk to you."

no movement still.

"come on, boo. open up,"

finally, hansol hears rustling and a shy but visibly distressed seungkwan opens up the door for him to enter with a smile.

no time to waste. after closing the door, hansol asks why he's been so fidgety.

"i have not been fidgety!"

hansol shrugs, "you've been pretty on edge recently. i just wanna know if everything's okay, kwannie."

seungkwan picks at the bedsheets before reluctantly giving up his facade. "no. no i'm not okay, sol. i haven't been since you... started hanging out with everyone but me,"

hansol feels a mixture of shock and amusement. so seungkwan's upset because he hasn't been spending time with him...?

"it's just you keep distributing your time elsewhere and... well..."

hansol can't help the corner of his lip rising a little. it's funny how seungkwan can be so sensitive. but it's all the more for hansol to dote on him.

"i wanted some of that time for me too."

"oh, boo," hansol softly calls, making the other look up at him with worried eyes. he rolls his sleeve up to his elbows and reaches out to cup one of seungkwan's cheeks. he softly strokes the bouncy skin with his thumb, smiling as his seungkwannie gets pinker and pinker.

it's endearing.

"my seungkwannie..." hansol whispers, sitting beside him. he wraps an arm around seungkwan, who leans his weight onto him like he'd just been carrying the world forever. seungkwan's body felt tired. and hansol felt really sad. no other fancier words could capture the feeling of hansol except what it was in its barest form: sadness.

"i hope you never feel like this again. i'll always be here, you know that right?" hansol asks sweetly, as if he were talking to a child. he softly brushed against seungkwan's cheek with his knuckles. seungkwan nods and heaves a sigh. he's exhausted.

"i'd give the world to you if i could. whatever makes you happy, i want to give all those things to you. by god, i wish i could. you mean so much to me."

seungkwan makes a small sound, which hansol laughs endearingly at. he pats seungkwan's head lightly before pressing a soft kiss.

"don't ever think about this again. i'll always want to spend my time with you. always,"

hansol tilts seungkwan's chin to look at him. his eyes are full of emotion, none discernable from each other. hansol senses so much confusion in them. no wonder seungkwan was so caught up in untruths.

hansol decides to wipe those untruths clear from the board the only way he knows he can get to seungkwan. he leans in, and pauses, "nobody loves you more than me, baby."

their lips meet.