Love Strikes Twice

Until Death Do Us Apart

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. Mingyu stirred awake, his arms wrapped tightly around Wonwoo. He buried his face in the crook of Wonwoo's neck, inhaling the familiar, comforting scent.

"Mingyu, let go," Wonwoo murmured, his voice still thick with sleep.

Mingyu tightened his grip, a playful smile tugging at his lips. "Nope. Not letting you go."

Wonwoo sighed, but there was a smile in his voice. "We have to get up. We're supposed to visit Seungcheol and Jeonghan today."

Mingyu's hold on him remained firm. "Just five more minutes," he pleaded, his voice barely above a whisper.

Wonwoo turned slightly in Mingyu's arms, their faces inches apart. "You say that every morning."

Mingyu's eyes sparkled with mischief. "And every morning, you fall for it."

Wonwoo chuckled softly, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on Mingyu's back. "Fine. Five more minutes."

The warmth and comfort of the moment stretched, neither wanting to break the serene bubble of their shared space. Mingyu's heart swelled with love as he looked at Wonwoo, his husband of one year, and he felt incredibly grateful for the life they had built together.

Eventually, they both knew they had to face the day. Mingyu reluctantly released his hold on Wonwoo, and they began their morning routine. The familiar dance of brushing teeth, making coffee, and sharing quiet moments in the kitchen was something they cherished deeply.

After breakfast, they got ready to head over to Seungcheol and Jeonghan's house. The drive was filled with light-hearted banter and laughter, a testament to the deep bond they shared.

When they arrived, Seungcheol opened the door, a wide grin on his face. "About time you two showed up!"

Mingyu rolled his eyes playfully. "We weren't that late."

Seungcheol pulled Mingyu into a quick hug before turning to Wonwoo. "Hey, Wonwoo. Good to see you."

Jeonghan appeared behind Seungcheol, a welcoming smile on his face. "Come in, come in. We were just getting started on lunch."

The four of them settled into the living room, the air filled with the aroma of Jeonghan's cooking. They caught up on each other's lives, the conversation flowing easily.

At one point, Seungcheol and Mingyu got into a playful argument about who was better at basketball. "I could totally take you down," Seungcheol boasted, puffing out his chest.

Mingyu smirked. "You're on, old man."

Jeonghan and Wonwoo exchanged amused glances, shaking their heads at their partners' antics. "I don't know why you two keep doing this," Jeonghan said, laughing.

"It's all in good fun," Mingyu replied, winking at Jeonghan.

After lunch, they decided to spend the afternoon at a nearby park. The sun was shining brightly, and the warm breeze carried the sounds of children playing and birds singing. They found a spot under a large tree, spreading out a blanket and relaxing in the shade.

Seungcheol and Mingyu immediately started a game of one-on-one basketball at a nearby court, drawing the attention of a small crowd. Jeonghan and Wonwoo watched from the sidelines, cheering them on and laughing at their competitive nature.

"Those two never change," Jeonghan said, shaking his head fondly.

"Wouldn't have it any other way," Wonwoo agreed, a soft smile on his lips.

After a spirited game, Mingyu and Seungcheol returned to the blanket, sweaty and out of breath but grinning widely. "I think I won that one," Mingyu declared, flopping down beside Wonwoo.

Seungcheol scoffed. "In your dreams."

Jeonghan handed them both water bottles. "Alright, you two. Time to cool off."

As the afternoon wore on, the four shared stories, reminisced about old times, and made plans for the future. It was a day filled with laughter, love, and the kind of camaraderie that only years of knowing could bring.

Later, as the sun began to set, they packed up their things and headed back to Seungcheol and Jeonghan's house. Mingyu and Wonwoo exchanged a look, both feeling the contentment that came from a day well spent with loved ones.

When they finally said their goodbyes and headed home, the car ride was quiet but comfortable. Mingyu reached over, taking Wonwoo's hand in his, and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Today was perfect," he said softly.

Wonwoo nodded, squeezing back. "Yeah, it was."

As they walked into their home, Mingyu turned to Wonwoo, his eyes filled with affection. "I'm so lucky to have you," he whispered.

Wonwoo smiled, leaning in to kiss Mingyu softly. "We're both lucky."

As they got ready to settle in for the night, Mingyu's playful side emerged. He wiggled his eyebrows at Wonwoo, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "You know, we could make tonight even more perfect..."

Wonwoo rolled his eyes but couldn't hide his amusement. "Mingyu, we've had a long day."

Mingyu slowly inched closer, his smile turning into a smirk. "Come on, just a little more fun?"

Wonwoo took a step back, teasingly shaking his head. "Nope, I'm going to bed."

Mingyu pursued him, his movements slow and deliberate. "Oh, you can't escape that easily."

Wonwoo laughed, continuing to back away until he reached the bedroom door. "You're incorrigible."

Mingyu's eyes sparkled with playful intent as he finally caught up to Wonwoo, scooping him up effortlessly. "And you love it."

Wonwoo's laughter filled the room as Mingyu carried him inside, closing the bedroom door behind them. The night promised more laughter, love, and the deep connection they cherished so much.

And as they held each other close, they knew that their love story was only just beginning, with countless more moments of joy and affection to come.
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As I close the final chapter of "Love Strikes Twice," I feel an immense sense of pride and accomplishment. This journey with Mingyu and Wonwoo has been incredibly special, and I'm grateful for every moment spent bringing their story to life.
Thank you, dear readers.I hope you enjoyed the journey as much as I did.