Context: Wonwoo and Seungcheol have been partnering in gaming for a long time, things took a turn when Wonwoo started to feel something more for the older.
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Wonwoo's fingers hovered over the keyboard, the soft glow of his monitor casting a gentle light on his face.
Across the screen, Seungcheol's character moved with practised ease, fabricating through a virtual battlefield as they fought side by side.
They had been gaming partners for years, and in that time, Wonwoo had come to realize something unsettling: his feelings for Seungcheol had grown beyond friendship.
It started subtly, a warmth in his chest when Seungcheol laughed at something silly that happened in-game or the way his heart skipped a beat when Seungcheol leaned closer to explain a strategy.
Wonwoo tried to push these feelings aside, pinning them up to admiration and camaraderie. But as weeks turned into months, his emotions refused to be ignored.
Tonight, their gaming session was quieter than usual.
Seungcheol seemed distracted, occasionally glancing at his phone between battles.
Wonwoo wondered if something was bothering him but hesitated to ask. Instead, he focused on their mission, determined to be the reliable partner Seungcheol had come to depend on.
As the clock ticked past midnight, Seungcheol finally spoke up.
"Hey, Wonwoo, can we take a break? I need to clear my head for a bit."
"Sure, no problem," Wonwoo replied, relief mingling with concern.
He watched as Seungcheol leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples with a sigh.
Without thinking, Wonwoo blurted out, "Is everything okay?"
Seungcheol looked at him, surprise flickering in his eyes before he nodded slowly.
"Yeah, just some stuff going on outside of the game. You know how it is."
Wonwoo nodded, though he didn't understand.
Their lives outside of gaming were a mystery to each other, a boundary they rarely crossed.
But tonight, with the tension palpable in the air, Wonwoo felt a sudden urge to bridge that gap.
"Is there anything I can do?" he asked tentatively, unsure if he was overstepping.
Seungcheol hesitated, his gaze searching Wonwoo's face as if gauging his sincerity. "Honestly, just having you here helps," he admitted softly. "It's been a rough day."
Wonwoo felt a rush of warmth at Seungcheol's words, a mixture of relief and something more.
"I'm glad I can help," he murmured, surprised at how much those simple words meant to him.
They sat in an easy going silence for a while, the only sound the hum of their computers and the occasional click of a mouse.
Wonwoo found himself stealing glances at Seungcheol, studying the curve of his jaw, and the way his hair fell into his eyes when he was deep in thought.
He knew then, with startling clarity, that what he felt for Seungcheol went beyond friendship.
But confessing those feelings was another matter entirely.
What if Seungcheol didn't feel the same way? What if it ruined their friendship, the one constant in his life that he cherished above all else?
Lost in his thoughts, Wonwoo almost missed it when Seungcheol spoke again, his voice low and hesitant. "Wonwoo, can I ask you something?"
"Of course," Wonwoo replied, turning to face him fully, his heart beating a little faster.
Seungcheol took a deep breath, his fingers fidgeting nervously in his lap. "Do you ever feel like... like there's something more between us?"
The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning.
Wonwoo's mind raced, trying to comprehend the possibility that Seungcheol might feel the same way.
"I... I think so," he admitted finally, his voice barely above a whisper. "I mean, I've been feeling... something."
Seungcheol's gaze softened, a tentative smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
"Me too," he confessed, relief flooding his features. "I just wasn't sure if I was reading too much into things."
They stared at each other for a moment, the weight of their unspoken words finally melting into thin air.
Wonwoo felt a surge of courage, fueled by the knowledge that Seungcheol felt the same way.
"Seungcheol," he began, his voice steadier now, "what if... what if we tried being more than just gaming partners?"
Seungcheol's smile widened, and without hesitation, he reached out to grasp Wonwoo's hand in his own. "I'd like that," he said softly, his thumb rubbing circles on Wonwoo's palm.
Relief washed over Wonwoo in waves, mingled with an overwhelming happiness he hadn't felt in a long time.
They sat together, hand in hand, the distance between them finally closing as they both dared to hope for something more.
And as the night stretched on, they talked -about their fears and dreams, their favourite games and shared memories.
Wonwoo realized then that their journey together was far from over; it was only just the beginning. The beginning of something new, something more meaningful.
Outside, the first light of dawn painted the sky in hues of pink and gold, a silent witness to the start of something new between Wonwoo and Seungcheol.
And as they returned to their game, this time with fingers intertwined and hearts entwined as well, Wonwoo knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together.
Because sometimes, the greatest victories aren't won in virtual battles but in the quiet moments shared between two people who find solace, understanding, and love in each other's company.
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