FATE REWRITTEN.....

16. Hearts Intertwined

The next morning, Soobin woke up first. As his gaze landed on Yeonjun, still sound asleep, he took a moment to gather his thoughts. He decided to wake Yeonjun as if nothing had happened the night before.

"Yeonjun-ah, wake up," Soobin said softly, gently shaking his shoulder.

Yeonjun stirred awake, groaning as he sat up. The pounding headache hit him immediately, and his face contorted in discomfort. "Ah, my head..." he muttered, clutching his temples.

Soobin handed him a glass of water with a knowing look. "Drink this. It'll help," he said, his tone calm and casual, betraying nothing about the events of the night before.

Yeonjun took the water gratefully, downing it in one go. He felt nauseous and disoriented. "What even happened last night?" he muttered to himself, rubbing his temples as if that would help jog his memory.

Soobin, already prepared for this moment, replied, "You got a little tipsy and went to bed."

Yeonjun nodded absentmindedly, not catching the subtle edge to Soobin's words. He stumbled into the bathroom for a shower, hoping the cold water would wash away his discomfort.

But as the water cascaded over him, fragments of last night began to surface. The warmth of Soobin's hands on his back, the kisses, and the undeniable intensity of their shared moment came flooding back.

He froze under the water, his heart racing. What have I done? Panic began to set in. He didn't know how to face Soobin now, didn't know if he'd crossed a line that couldn't be uncrossed.

When he finally stepped out of the shower, Yeonjun made a decision. I'll act like I don't remember anything. He convinced himself it was the best way to avoid any awkwardness or confrontation.

Emerging from the bathroom with a forced casualness, he joined Soobin and the others-for breakfast. Everyone seemed in good spirits, and Yeonjun made it a point to smile and engage as if nothing weighed on his mind.

The morning passed with light conversation and laughter as they played games together.

Yeonjun couldn't shake the feeling of Soobin's eyes occasionally lingering on him, but he pushed it aside.

Soobin, on the other hand, noticed every subtle shift in Yeonjun's behavior. He saw the way Yeonjun avoided looking at him directly for too long, the slight tension in his posture. But Soobin didn't push. For now, he decided to match Yeonjun's energy, pretending that everything was normal.

By afternoon, things felt almost natural again as they continued to hang out together. Yet beneath the surface, unspoken thoughts and emotions lingered between Soobin and Yeonjun, waiting for the right moment to surface.

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It was nearing midnight. The others-Taehyun, Beomgyu, and Kai-had already retired to their rooms, leaving Yeonjun and Soobin alone. The two had decided to take a walk after finishing a movie. The cool night air was refreshing, and the silence was comfortable.

Yeonjun tilted his head back, gazing at the expanse of stars above. "The stars are looking so beautiful," he murmured, his voice soft with awe.

Soobin, walking beside him, wasn't looking at the stars. His eyes were fixed on Yeonjun, the way his features glowed in the moonlight, the way his eyes reflected the tiny lights in the sky. To Soobin, nothing in the universe was more beautiful than Yeonjun in this moment.

Yeonjun noticed Soobin's silence and turned to him. "What are you staring at?" he asked with a small laugh.

Soobin quickly averted his gaze, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. "Nothing," he replied, his voice betraying his embarrassment.