(NBin) unWRITTEN

[CHAPTER 15]

" Painless "

After revealing his past to Hongbin, Hakyeon felt as if a weight was taken off his shoulders. Rather than hiding everything there was to know about him, he knew that the younger was someone whom he could trust to tell his story to. Hongbin was understanding and though he did not say much, it was all that Hakyeon needed in order to feel relieved. All this time, he felt guilty about not telling Hongbin about Taekwoon and after he revealed everything, his relationship remains unchanged with the younger.

It was the second winter he and Hongbin was spending together but the very first they were going to spend as lovers. Hakyeon still remembers how arrogant and rude he thought the younger was at first and really wished to have nothing to do with Hongbin. But as he grew to learn about Hongbin, he also grew to love him.

"I really wish the holidays were longer," Hakyeon sighed as he looked at the snow outside the balcony.

"Mhmm, I agree. It was too short," Hongbin said and gave a peck on Hakyeon's cold cheeks. "Let's get back inside before you catch a cold."

"Okay."

Hakyeon was no longer afraid to invite Hongbin into his apartment and his rooms were a lot more spacious than Hongbin's tiny ones. Though he wasn't afraid of it anymore, he did put away the picture he took with Taekwoon. It's not as if he could fully forget about his previous love, but more so, he wanted to look towards the present and not dread about the past. Hongbin is his everything now, and he wanted to give the younger his fullest attention.

"So, what are you making for dinner tonight?" Hongbin asked as he gave Hakyeon a backhug, while watching the older wash the vegetables.

"You seriously only know how to ask huh? Why don't you help me out once in awhile?" Hakyeon sulked a bit.

"Nah, you're good at what you do. Don't want to intrude on your specialty."

"Says the one who always complain about my bland cooking."

"Haha. I've grown used to the taste now that I can't tell the difference between what taste good or bad," Hongbin teased.

"Yah!"

Hongbin ran away in a hurry before Hakyeon could hit him, even if it was going to be a soft hit.

As Hongbin disappeared into the living room, Hakyeon could finally focus on making dinner.

"So when's school starting again?" Hongbin shouted from the other room.

"Next week," Hakyeon shouted back.

"Did you finish all your preparations?"

"Kind of. I really don't want to do it until the last minute though," the older sighed.

"I feel you. I wouldn't want to either," Hongbin peaked into the kitchen once more as he grew bored of watching the television. "Are you almost done?"

"Yeah, kind of. I'm just cutting some lettuce for the salad," Hakyeon turned around.

"Need help with setting up the table?" Hongbin finally took the initiative to help.

"Sure!"

As Hongbin walked to the cabinets next to Hakyeon, he panicked the moment he saw red.

"Hakyeon-ah!" he shouted. "Your fingers..."

"Hmm?" Hakyeon looked down. "Ah!! What the-"

"Dammit, are you okay? Does it hurt?"