OUR OWN ENDING [KimChay Stories Compilation]

KIMCHAY DAILY LIFE #4

Exhausted from a tiring event, Kim goes home to Chay; still in his full outfit and make-up. The problem is Kim was too drained to move to freshen up. Thankfully, Chay is there to help him.

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The sound of their apartment door opening and closing startled Chay from the kitchen. He glanced at his watch. 11:46 PM. It was almost midnight. It was the usual time Kim came home from work. Kim has an event today for a brand which he was an ambassador for. Chay was extremely proud of him, of course. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to come with him because of his final exams.

Chay quickly went to their bedroom, calling for his boyfriend as he did so. "Kim, love, are you home?" he asked. The bedroom door was quite ajar, indicating that someone had entered the room. When he got in, there he saw a familiar silhouette lying by their bed, "Kim?" he called out again and turned on the lights.

There he was, Kim, already sleeping soundly on their bed. He was still wearing his work clothes, the exact outfit that Chay saw from one of the fan accounts on social media. He even has his makeup on. Eyeliner and lipstick already smudged on Kim's face. Chay caressed his lover's face and sighed. He could clearly see in Kim's face how tired he was.

Chay forbids wearing outside clothes to bed, it was one of his pet peeves. But, could he really blame Kim for being so exhausted that he couldn't even move? He was literally snoring now, his mouth quite ajar. "Kim, love. You need to change your clothes," he said softly, gently tapping Kim's arm to wake him up. His boyfriend didn't budge and continued to sleep. At this point, Chay wouldn't be able to wake him up. Well, this isn't the first time, really.

Chay went to their closet and grabbed a pair of shorts and a shirt for Kim to wear. He took make-up remover wipes from one of the drawers. He always keeps one of these just in case this happens. Chay stopped and looked at Kim when he heard his name being called out, "Porchay..."

"I am here, love. Are you awake now?" he asked. He scowled when Kim didn't respond to him. He could only hear him snoring again. Chay smiled, Kim was mumbling his name again in his sleep like he always does. He went back to Kim and said, "What are you dreaming this time, sleepyhead?" He started to unbutton Kim's polo. His boyfriend didn't even move as he did so. He continued to snore and sleep. Once Chay managed to remove the polo, he carefully made him wear the shirt. It was quite a struggle, but Chay did it successfully.

"Oh, Kim," he mumbled almost to himself. He rested for a while before continuing undressing and dressing his sleeping lover. He started to unbutton his pants, silently laughing at himself as he only does this when being intimate with Kim. "I know we always do this, Kim, but not this way. Stars. You were asleep, for fuck's sake." he said, still silently laughing and then pouting. "I didn't even get my kiss. You just went straight here and fell asleep," he said as if Kim could hear him talk.

Once Kim had his shorts on, Chay discarded his dirty clothes and moved toward Kim's face. If there's one thing Chay liked from all of this, it is removing the make-up from his lover's face. It was satisfying. He loves Kim's bare face, great for kissing. He cradled Kim's head and laid it on his lap. He took a wipe from the packet and carefully removed the makeup off his face.

Chay smiled to himself. He likes taking care of Kim like this. It was one of the things he liked to do. Slowly, Kim's freckles started to show up from beneath the make-up. Chay loves them. If he could kiss every single one of them, he would. He placed a soft kiss on Kim's cheek, "I love you." he whispered and continued wiping the make-up off.

Chay kissed Kim's forehead once it was cleaned, and whispered another "I love you."; then another kiss on his nose and other cheek, and mumbled "I love you." again in between. Every part he managed to clean, he would kiss it and say, "I love you." He will never get tired of saying how much he loves Kim. His boyfriend might not hear it, but at least he managed to say it over and over again.

Chay moved to lips and smiled again, it was his favorite part of Kim's face. No doubt about that. He wiped the lipstick away from Kim's plump lips. Once cleaned, he leaned in and whispered, "I love you, Kim." and kissed his lips. A silent gasp escaped Chay's lips when he felt Kim responding to his kiss. He pulled away, wide-eyed as he stared down at Kim, "You're awake all this time?" he exclaimed.

Kim's tired eyes look up at Chay, feeling extremely lucky to wake up with such a gorgeous sight. He shook his head lazily, "No, your kiss woke me up." he said, voice raspy from sleep. He yawned widely, trying to blink away the sleepiness in his eyes.

Chay playfully rolled his eyes, "Okay, sleeping beauty. I'm almost done removing your make-up." he said, discarding the dirty wet wipe and taking another one to clean Kim's face further.

Kim was still drowsy. Today's event was exhausting. It totally drained the energy out of him. He wanted to go back to sleep, but he couldn't resist staring at Chay's face. "You changed my clothes. You didn't do anything to me, did you?" he asked jokingly.

Chay scowled down at him, "Is that how you say thank you, mister?" he sardonically asked. They stared at each other for a while before sharing a good laugh.

Kim stared at Chay again, serious this time. "I'm sorry, darling." he apologized. He knows how Chay hates it when Kim accidentally wears his work clothes in bed. He felt extremely guilty at that moment.

Chay smiled, "It's okay, love. I understand. You did great today, anyway. I'll give you a pass." he said and kissed Kim once more on the lips. "But it doesn't mean you should always do this, Kim." he reprimanded.

"I know, darling. I wouldn't do it again," he said. "Thank you, Chay. I am always thankful to have you in my life. I love you so much." he said sincerely.

Chay smiled, his heart swelling with so much affection. "I know, my love. I love you too," he responded and leaned in again, sharing a deep and affectionate kiss.