𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 - 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨

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"Are you completely sure that you heard that correctly?"

The moment he had come home from rehearsals, Yunho was still fuming. So, he did the only logical thing she could think of: have Seonghwa sleep over at his apartment so at the very least he had someone to hold his violent instincts back. Truthfully, when he saw them kiss he thought it could've been a one-time thing. But something in the back of his mind, something he tried so hard to ignore, told him that they were more than that. He was just slapped with the truth, and it hurt like a bitch.

"For the hundredth time, yes. They were just outside the changing rooms, I heard voices so I peeked, and they were there... and they were just a tad too close... and then he says my apartment or yours?"

"Couldn't it be that they were just going to hang out? I mean, it wouldn't be weird if they're neighbors..."

"Yeah, but when we stayed for additional rehearsals, I..."

Yunho's stomach almost gave up on him as he recalled the image of her kissing San in the practice room. He took a deep breath and then turned towards Seonghwa, who had been watching him pace around his room for the past fifteen minutes.

"I saw them kiss" he spat, the words coming out through gritted teeth.

"Wait, was this before or after you two... you know..."

"Before that"

He heard Seonghwa sigh as he felt his eyes swell with tears. He didn't even know why he was crying if it was a residue of tension from his performance that night or because of her.

"I'm an idiot. How could there ever be a chance of us being together if all we can do is hurt each other?"

Seonghwa stayed silent. He only patted the seat next to him on his bed, wrapping an arm around his shoulders once he sat down.

"I can't possibly know what you're going through, but one thing I can say is you're right. You've hurt each other enough. Maybe it's time you take your distance?"

"I'll pull through the show, but after that... I don't know what I'll do" he sighed.
"Well, you don't have to know right away. Just know I'm here if you need to talk"

"Thanks, man. If anyone asks..."

"I know nothing" he concluded the phrase for him, patting his back and then getting up from his bed to head out.

"Stay there, I'll go grab some snacks and something to drink"

"You are heaven sent, dude" Yunho sighed again, finally letting his head hit the plush pillows.

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"This is nice"

Haru was sure that there was something almost everyone on earth could agree on: the feeling of cuddling up against someone after sex was unbeatable, almost better than the sex itself. And it was a plus that San didn't seem to mind, in fact, he seemed to get upset once she got up to clean herself in the bathroom.

"I could've done that" he pouted.

"Your idea of cleaning up is just eating me out again, is it?"

He opened his mouth to say something but immediately closed it again, prompting her to laugh as she laid her head on his shoulder, one arm lazily draping over him to caress his abdomen.