The Last Welcome - KNK Youjin × Heejun

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It all started out with him.

My 'straight' lover named Oh Heejun. How we spent nights coiled up in bed, our warm body's flush against each others.

We met at college and became something. Nothing out of the closet, but we weren't in anything or dating. We were just something.

"You ever done acid?" He asked one night after we had made love.

"You mean the stuff that burns holes in your brain? No."

"I wonder what a trip feels like. An accurate trip or a hallucination. Don't you ever wonder what's going on in your mind that you don't know about? Isn't life so weird?"

I laid against him, tapping my fingers on top of his warm naked skin. Listening to his even breaths. "I think our minds hide things from us for a reason."

"Really?"

"Yes. If it was important to your survival, you'd know about it."

Heejun pouted, scooting his body impossibly closer to mine. Laying his head on top of my chest. "That makes sense."

And that was the end of our conversation.

But I didn't realize how important the small discussion would be in the future. In hindsight.

Maybe, just maybe, if I could go back to then and tell him something different, I would.

But I can't.

Reality was set. And I was not expecting it.

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