Ezekiel Morgan, known as Eze ( Heeseung) , sat in his study, staring at the letter in his hands. His fingers trembled as he traced the elegant script of his lover’s name, Soleil Montclair Morgan, or Sunny ( Sunoo) as he always called him. The letter was brief but heavy with everything that had been left unsaid—the truth of Eze’s betrayal, the pain he had caused, and the trust he had shattered.
Sunny had always been the person who grounded him, the one who could make everything feel right in the world with just a smile. Their relationship had been built on love and mutual respect, but Eze had let temptation cloud his judgment. He had strayed, and now the man who had once been his everything seemed distant, unreachable.
But Eze wasn’t ready to give up—not when everything he wanted was still within his reach. He had hurt Sunny, but the love they shared was worth fighting for. Even if Sunny had admirers vying for his attention, even if others wanted to be the one to claim Sunny as their own, Eze wasn’t going to let go without a fight.
Sunny stood by the window of their shared apartment, watching the sun dip below the horizon. The fading light mirrored his inner turmoil—regret, sadness, and the uncertainty of whether he could ever trust Eze again. The wound of betrayal was still raw, and though he loved Eze with all his heart, he couldn’t just forget the hurt he had caused.
Sunny had always been aware of how others admired him. His strength, his quiet confidence, and the way he cared for those around him made him magnetic. But now, after everything that had happened, their attention felt like a reminder of the void that Eze’s actions had left. Sunny had once been able to ignore the advances of others, but after the betrayal, the attention felt suffocating.
He heard the door open behind him and turned to find Eze standing there, his face full of regret, his posture hunched as though he were carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. The sight of him stirred something deep inside Sunny—a mixture of love and pain, of wanting to hold on but not knowing if he could.
“Sunny…” Eze’s voice cracked, raw and sincere. “I made a mistake. A terrible one. I let temptation control me, and I hurt you. I’m sorry. I never meant for you to feel this way. But I love you. And I want to make it right. I’ll fight for us, for you. I’ll do whatever it takes.”
Sunny felt a lump form in his throat. He had been waiting for this moment, hoping that Eze would come to him, hoping that he would realize the gravity of his actions. But even now, after hearing Eze’s words, doubts lingered. Could he trust Eze again? Could he look past the betrayal and let their love heal?
But there was something in Eze’s eyes—guilt, regret, and a burning desire to make things right—that made Sunny’s heart ache. He loved Eze, and no matter how much the betrayal had hurt, he couldn’t ignore the depth of his feelings.
“If you really want to fix this… prove it,” Sunny said softly, his voice steady but filled with emotion. “Words aren’t enough anymore. If you want me, if you want us, you’ll have to show me you’re willing to fight for it.”
Eze’s eyes widened with relief. He stepped closer, his voice full of determination. “I will, Sunny. I promise. I’ll show you that I’m worth fighting for. You’re everything to me, and I won’t give up on us.”
Sunny stared at him for a long moment, searching Eze’s face for any sign of insincerity. But all he saw was a man who was truly sorry, who was willing to do anything to make things right. Slowly, he reached out, his hand trembling slightly as he placed it in Eze’s.
“Then fight for me,” Sunny said, his voice soft but resolute. “I’m not going to let you back in easily. You’ll have to prove that I can trust you again. But I’m willing to try. For us.”
