Fortnight

Chapter - 10

The next two days are a whirlwind of intimacy and connection for Theo and Kwang. Theo stays back at Kwang's place, a humble abode that feels more like home with each passing hour. They wake up together, wrapped in each other's warmth, and Theo finds solace in Kwang's presence as the sunlight filters through the windows.

They share breakfast, often a simple meal of toast and eggs, sitting close at the small kitchen table. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air, mingling with the soft morning light streaming through the windows. Theo watches Kwang move around the kitchen with a relaxed grace, feeling his heart swell with affection. He loves the way Kwang's hair falls into his eyes as he cooks, the way he hums quietly to himself, creating a sense of calm and home that Theo has rarely felt before.

"Do you want more toast?" Kwang asks, his voice gentle as he places a plate of golden-brown slices on the table.

Theo shakes his head, smiling. "No, just come here now. I want to hold you,"

Kwang gives a shy smile and scoots closer to Theo, who wraps his arms around and makes him sit on his legs, so they can eat together.

During the day, while Kwang goes to work, Theo waits for his return, finding solace in the small tasks of the household. He tidies up, organizes things, and sometimes just sits by the window, lost in thought, watching the world go by. The anticipation of Kwang's return brings a sense of purpose and warmth to his day.

When Kwang returns in the evenings, the front door creaks open, and Theo's heart skips a beat. He greets Kwang with a smile and a warm hug, melting into his embrace.

"How was your day?" Theo asks, his voice muffled against Kwang's shoulder.

"Long, but better now," Kwang replies, pressing a kiss to Theo's temple.

They have dinner together, sharing stories and laughter. Kwang tells Theo about his day, and Theo shares the little things he did while waiting for him. The mundane details of their lives become precious moments of connection.

After dinner, they retire to the living room, where they sit close, talking about everything and nothing. The nights are filled with whispered confessions and tender touches, their bond growing stronger with each passing day.

"You know," Theo murmurs one night, his head resting on Kwang's shoulder, "I never thought I'd find this. Find you."

Kwang's hand strokes Theo's hair gently. "Me neither,"

Each moment together only solidifies Theo's belief that Kwang is the one for him. The way Kwang looks at him, the way he cares, and the way he makes Theo feel seen and cherished—it all makes Theo's heart swell with a love that feels destined.

As they lie in bed, their bodies entwined, Theo whispers, "I love you, Kwang."

Kwang tightens his hold on Theo, his voice filled with emotion. "I love you too, Theo. More than you know."

In those moments, everything feels right. The outside world fades away, and all that remains is the warmth and love they share. Theo knows, without a doubt, that Kwang is the one for him, and he is ready to face any challenges that come their way, as long as they are together.

One evening, as they lie in bed, Kwang turns to Theo with a serious expression. "Theo, there's one last secret I've been hiding from you. It's the biggest one, and I just hope that when I tell you, you'll still decide to stay by my side. Telling this secret alone could cost me everything."

Theo looks at Kwang, his heart pounding. He reaches out and takes Kwang's hand, squeezing it gently. "Kwang, I don't know what your secret is, but I know for sure that I'm here to stay. I'll try to understand, and I'll listen. I won't leave. I promise."