𝙎𝙊𝙐𝙇𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙎., ff

2

×Edwards POV×

"This isn't right" I had to get out, now.

I left the room walking towards the exit in a fast pace. How could this happen. Why did this happen. This was not supposed to happen. I love Wonho.

Joan cut off my way and put both of her hands on my shoulders stopping me from walking. She stared directly into my eyes.

"Where do you think are you going?" She raised an eyebrow, not breaking the direct eye contact with me.

I took her hands off my shoulders and into mine. I took a deep breath before saying something.

"Joan. I promise I will explain this mess to you soon. But now I need to sort my thoughts. Please don't tell anyone."

Her eyes widened in shock, as she tried to open her mouth to answer I turned around and left the building. I trusted her. She would keep it a secret.

I opened the door to our apartment, being out of breath since I ran all the way home and had to go up 4 stories. As I entered Wonhos' head snipped up from his phone. I wanted to tell him. On my way I thought of what to say and how to put it. But now I couldn't. I wasn't even able to look him into the eyes.

"You're home early today. Did something happen?" He gave me a smile while standing up from the couch to come closer to me. As he was close enough, he hugged me and soflty patted me on my head.

He pulled away and smiled again. "You know what? That's great. We can go on our date earlier now." I smiled back weakly. I couldn't tell him. There was no way I would ruin this now.

He went to our room to get his jacket and came back with a smile still being spread across his whole face. A smile I couldn't dare to take off his face.

While opening the door he grabbed the car keys and took my hand. We went down the stairs and I found my place on the passenger seat. Wonho started to drive towards the end of Seoul where the buildings started to shrink and nature peeked through.

He parked the car on a random parking lot in the middle of nothing and hid his keys under one of the wheels. I followed each move curiously, asking myself what exactly he was planning.

He held up his phone and smiled "I send the location to a friend, he'll get the car later and bring it home. We will take a walk."

He reached out for my hand and wrapped his fingers around mine. We started walking back towards the center of Seoul, which was going to be a long walk, but I enjoyed every second I was with him.

Wonho started to draw little circles on my hand with his thumb and looked at our locked hands filled with affection. As I leaned my head to rest in his shoulder, he moved our hands towards his lips and placed a soft kiss on the back of my hand.

He made me forget what happened and everything felt like it went back to normal, back to when it was only me and him.

After he let our hands down he smiled and wrote '너 아름답다' on the palm of my hand, making me smile and burry my head in his neck. While I did so he kissed the top of my head and I could feel him smiling.

Just when the sun started setting down we arrived at the Han river bridge and he stopped, turned around and faced me. His right hand traveled across my face and through my hair, while his left one was still holding mine. Eventually his hand wandered around on my jawline and as he arrived at my chin, he lifted it lightly and lead our lips together.

I placed my hands around his waist, hugging him to pull him a little closer. His soft lips expressed his love for me and send gentle shivers down my spine.

After he pulled away I rested my head on his chest and while doing so a group of random teenagers passed by and one of them screamed "Fags are an error in the system." To which I just gently lifted my middle finger.

Wonho took the hand I was stretching out towards the disrespectful kid and gave it another kiss. I took a step back and looked into his face.

"I love you."

His eyes widened before he smiled brightly and made our lips lock one more time. "I love you too."

We continued to walk towards the center of the city, but instead of crossing the street on one cross road, we took a right turn. I lifted my head and studied his facial expression, which was filled with joy and love before asking where we were going.

"You'll see" he smiled and placed a kiss on my forehead, earning a slightly disgusted look from an old couple. People were still very old fashioned even though it wasn't an unknown fact that gay soulmates exist and the reason their generation is full with disabled people is because they couldn't accept this.

We stopped at an italian restaurant and Wonho signaled me to go in with a little move of his hand. The restaurant looked pretty fancy and my ears got filled with classic music, while the smell of pasta went through my nose.

Wonho greeted the woman at the reception. Her dark brown hair was filled with some grey strands. When he said that he reserved a table for two, her round eyes started to scan through the list in front of her and then she checked us both from head to toe, a obviously confused look drawing her face.

She stared at us and as a blonde waiteress noticed the way she was judging us, the young approached us with a smile.

"Let me show you your table." She looked at the list and gestured us to follow her. The table she assigned us to was decorated with red roses and a little chandelier was hanging above it.

We sat down at the round table and she gave us two menus. The blonde sighed slightly.

"I'm sorry for my mother's behavior, she still needs to learn how to be more accepting." My head snapped up and I looked at her quite shocked.

"That's your mother?" I probably used the wrong voice tone and Wonho chuckled.

"Yeah, we're a bit diffrent." She snuggled a bit until the door of the restaurant opened and a short young woman entered. Her almond formed eyes were wandering through the room.

"Fuck." Our waitress whispered and rushed towards the female to take her hand and disappear into a room with the sign 'private do not enter'.

Wonho looked at me with an entertained smile. "Was that her girlfriend?"

I stared at him. It made sense that the woman that just entered was her girlfriend. She knew that her mother wasn't very accepting towards gay couples and she also didn't seem to have any disabilities. "Seems like it."

Wonho took my hand while going through the menu. "I'm gonna order number 47, how bout you?"

I skipped through the pages and looked at number 47, which was a so called 'green pasta'. "I'll take that too."

Our waitress came out the room just in time, she walked towards us and ruffled through her bleached hair. "May I take your order?"

"Two times number 47." Wonho said and she wrote it down.

"It will be ready in 5 minutes." She grinned brightly before disappearing behind a wall.

After the 5 minutes our dishes came and we ate the pasta with enjoyment. Even though it looked weird it was actually very tasty.

After being in the restaurant for about an hour we started to go home. It was already dark outside, yet the streets were filled with light because of the street lamps.

Wonho stopped by a flower shop which oddly was still open at this hour and got me a bouquet of pinkish flowers.

As he handed them to me I felt my cheeks burning up a bit. His face brightened.

"Now someone look at this, the color of the flowers matches your cheeks." He snuggled his nose against my blushing cheeks.

We went through the parking house to check if the car was there and after finding it we took the elevator up.

I opened our apartment door, took off my shoes and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth since it was already pretty late.