Seokmin has always been a little more spontaneous than Wonwoo, but today he surprises him with a kiss out of nowhere. Wonwoo, usually reserved, is caught off guard but can't help but kiss him back, letting his emotions flow.
Seokmin's laughter filled the quiet room, a warm, soothing sound that could make anyone feel at ease.
It was late afternoon, and a soft golden light was spilling through the blinds, casting a warm glow on the walls.
Seokmin and Wonwoo had spent the past hour lounging on the couch, chatting about nothing and everything at once.
They'd drifted from topic to topic, each one more trivial than the last, both too comfortable to move, as if the whole world had narrowed down to this one room, to this shared moment.
Wonwoo had always liked the way Seokmin laughed so freely, as if there was nothing in the world that could weigh him down.
It was something he admired about him.
Seokmin was unfiltered, a burst of energy and warmth, while Wonwoo was more reserved, guarded by nature, and comfortable with silences that often made others uneasy.
But Seokmin had a way of filling that quiet with his presence, effortlessly coaxing Wonwoo to open up in ways he rarely did with anyone else.
Their shoulders were almost touching, and Seokmin was leaning in close, gesturing animatedly as he recounted some wild story that had happened last week.
Wonwoo nodded along, amused, his gaze flicking occasionally to Seokmin's face, his smile, the way his eyes lit up when he got really into his storytelling.
It was subtle, but Wonwoo could feel the way his own guard was slipping, the invisible walls around him dissolving as he became absorbed in Seokmin's presence.
Seokmin noticed the way Wonwoo was looking at him, though he tried to hide it.
His gaze was softer, his usually unreadable expression replaced with something more open, vulnerable.
Seokmin was used to being the one to bridge the gap between them, but lately, he'd noticed Wonwoo had been the one to lean in a little closer, to linger just a bit longer whenever they said goodbye.
And it was in that quiet moment, that comfortable silence between words, that Seokmin acted.
It was unlike him to be so quiet about it. Usually, he'd make a joke, give a warning, something playful.
But this time, he simply leaned in, closing the small gap between them, and kissed Wonwoo.
The softness of Seokmin's lips against his sent a shock through Wonwoo's system.
It was brief, just a tentative brush, as if Seokmin was testing the waters.
Wonwoo's eyes widened, his breath caught in his throat, his mind racing to process what had just happened.
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