[EN] HIM (HyunChan)

VIII.

They ran quickly and quietly through the floor. Christopher knew his parents were asleep, he didn't want to wake them.

"Do you want anything to drink or eat?" the older boy asked Hyunjin as they locked themselves in his basement apartment.

"May I have some tea, please?"

The smaller one nodded. He prepared two mugs with tea bags and waited for the water to boil. "Do you add sugar?"

Hyunjin shook his head. With a few long strides, he moved to the other man and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, then rested his head on his shoulder.

Christopher smiled and turned his head towards his visitor. "Are you sleepy?"

"A little," the long-haired man murmured, pressing a kiss to the back of his neck and hugging him a little tighter. The older man turned to face him and wrapped his arms around his neck. He stroked his hair, bringing him into a soft kiss. When they broke the kiss, they pressed even tighter into each other's embrace. They stayed like that together until the kettle announced that the water was ready.

"I'll get right back to you," Christopher smiled at Hyunjin, turning towards the counter and pouring both cups.

Meanwhile, Hyunjin looked around the room a bit. His gaze lingered on the guitar, the presence of which he had barely noticed on his previous two visits. "How long have you been playing?"

"Wow... Fifteen years for sure," the elder mused as he placed both mugs on the coffee table.

"Could you play something for me, please?" The taller one asked, then sat down on the carpet with his knees pressed to his chest and took the hot cup in his hands. Cute, Christopher thought.

"Do you have any special requests?" He hummed as he settled onto the sofa with his guitar.

Hyunjin shook his head. "It doesn't matter," he smiled.

The elder nodded and started the song Ocean Eyes. His voice broke once or twice as he sang, but he decided not to pay any attention to it.

"I've never fallen from quite this high,

falling into your ocean eyes.

Your ocean eyes..."

The taller one put the cup back down and stood up. He walked around the coffee table, then sat down next to Christopher. He wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his head on his shoulder. "You play and sing very well."

The elder leaned his guitar against the side of the seat and returned the hug, then kissed Hyunjin's hair. "Thanks."

The younger one kissed him on the lips and laid his head on his thighs.

Christopher smiled tenderly and stroked his cheek, then ran his fingers through his soft hair. "You're cute."

"Shut up," Hyunjin laughed, then covered his blushing face with his hands.

"I won't, because it's true," the elder said, and then took his hands gently to uncover his face again. He wanted to kiss him on the forehead, but the younger one positioned himself to kiss him on the lips. He smiled and kissed him until they ran out of breath.

"Let's change the position, this is a bit uncomfortable," the taller man smiled, then sat down.

"Should I rearrange myself too, or...?"

"You stay," Hyunjin purred, sitting down on the elder's lap.

Christopher smiled and stroked his hair, pulling him into more kisses.