Moral of the Story || seongsang · 2ho

5. Once upon a time

A/N 1-7-21 this is my *3rd* attempt to try and write the beginning of 2ho's story for Yeo.

Also, for donutCake3665 thank you! 🥰

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"Yeosang?" Yunho asked.

He hummed a yes? in response.

The two were back sitting in the living room, tears dried, drinking hot chocolate after dinner. Yunho smiled thinking of how Jongho would've scoffed at his desire for chocolate.

"When's the last time you had a bedtime story?"

Yeosang scrunched his brows, attention now fully on his uncle. "Uh," he laughed. "A bedtime story? I have absolutely no idea. I mean Eomma read them to me as a kid I guess."

"Can I tell you one tonight? Plee~aa~se~" Yunho pouted. He couldn't afford for Yeosang to say no.

". . .sure?"

He clapped his hands and gasped, "Yay! Finish your chocolate. I'm going to shower and be back in 20."

"Yunho, sometimes I can't believe you're like almost 60." Yeosang laughed at his antics. But Yunho just stuck his tongue out at the boy and hummed, proving Yeosang's point.

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Sitting under a plethora of blankets in the large guest bed, they cuddled up like old times.

"So this story. . . where's the book?"

"No book. It's in my head," his uncle said flatly.

"Okayyyy, does it have a name?" He tried next.

Yunho thought for a minute. "Fatal love."

Ha. "And you call me dramatic?"

He groaned rolling into the blankets. "I will kick you out of this house and you will freeze tonight."

"Doesn't sound half bad." But the attempted joke didn't play well. Instead Yunho just sighed. "I know, love, that's why I'm telling you this story."

Yeosang was quiet now, feeling bad again but pushing it back like he'd promised the man next to him.

"Once upon a time. . ." The older began.

Yeosang snorted. Yunho hit him.

"ONCE UPON A TIME. . . In a galaxy far, far away. . .there lived a little boy named Choi Jongho. . .

He had a beautiful soul mark born onto his skin, like everyone else, and his eyes were a deep brown, really deep. So deep they looked black from far away, but they were beautiful-"

"Uncle." Yeosang cut him off, "Get on with the story."

Yunho threatened to hit him again. "Let me tell it. Don't interrupt unless you get too tired or have to pee."

Yeosang nodded silently.

"So, Jongho's beautiful eyes. . ." Yunho's own eyes looked like stars as he spoke, trying to remember every detail. "they drew people in. Most importantly they drew in another little boy. . . we'll call the other boy Yunjung. Yunjung and Jongho met when they were little, only toddlers. But their parents knew, because they could realize something the boys didn't see: they had matching soul marks.

In school, we all learn about soulmates, so too did these boys. And they began to realize what their marks meant for them. Yunjung learned first, because he was older.