This is our little secret, kitten
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Joshua is in love with his bestfriend Vernon. He can't like him because he is straight and has a girlfriend. What if one night they kissed? Will that change their lives forever?
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WARNING: contains self ha...
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Joshua POV
I wake up to the sound of Hansol's sneeze, trying to hold back my laughter I pretend to stay asleep. I feel his warm hand on my head, stroking my hair with such tenderness that I couldn't help but feel warm inside. "So cute." He whispers, pulling the blanket over me. "I'll always love and protect you Jisoo. I'm so sorry for hurting you."
It's alright Hansol, you shouldn't worry too much about me, I know that you love me, and I love you too. I feel like I don't deserve someone like you, I don't think I'll ever be able to repay you for everything you've done for me.
"I love you Joshie." He says, kissing my forehead. He continues to stroke my hair at a slow rhythm.
I open my eyes a tiny bit, enough so that I can see his face but he couldn't tell I was awake.
He's so beautiful. His light brown eyes and clear, milky skin. His lips are so pink and rosy, his jawline and cheekbones are so perfect.
(Like for real look at this God
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I suddenly take his hand, holding it to my cheek. He looks a bit surprised at first but his expression becomes warmer, smiling at me. "You're so cuttteee!!!" He squeals like a fanboy, rubbing my cheeks, squishing them.
"When do you think I can get out of this hospital?" I ask, sitting up and wincing at the pain that coursed all over my body. But still, the pain is getting better compared to last night.
"Are you strong enough to walk?" He asks me, brushing the hair out of my eyes. I stare deeply into his eyes, those beautiful brown eyes.
I shrug, "I'll try." I swing my legs over the bed, and Hansol slowly helps me slip off the bed. I look really weird, partially wrapped in bandages and wearing a hospital gown. "Manager told me that I'm going to have to leave after a while since there's nothing wrong with me so I have to keep on schedule, sorry Joshua, I really would want to stay with you."
"No, it's alright, don't worry about me I'll just sleep or something." I really do like sleep, who doesn't? "Just please, come back as soon as you want, I don't want to be alone here."
He kisses my forehead, "I'll come straight back once I finish today's schedule and I can also bring you some stuff, like if you want to write lyrics?" I nod, "Yes, please."
He helps me walk around for a bit, he seemed tense, and his arms shot out to catch me whenever he thought I was going to fall. My leg was a bit sore, but it was bearable enough to take some slow steps. My calfs and knees feel a bit awkward.
He leads me all around the room, trying not to trip over anything. We both wanted to make the most of what little time we had left for most of the day.
"How much longer will do you think I'll be here?" He shrugs, "As soon as the wounds heal properly and you can walk properly." Oh.
"When you're not sleeping, you should try get up and walk around a bit, try not to let any potential fans see you and don't strain yourself too much." He says, "All right mom." I say jokingly, "Shouldn't it be dad?" He asks, "Wait no, it should be daddy."
"Hansol....." I say. giving him a weird look, and he bursts out laughing, "I'm kidding."
He leads me back to the bed. "I'm sorry, I really have to go now. I promise I will come back tonight." He kissed my forehead, and I stare at him. "What?" He says, "Can you kiss me on my lips?" I ask, and he chuckles. "All right." He holds my cheeks with both hands, avoiding the bandaged parts of my face. He stares into my eyes for a while, just like almost all other times he kissed me, then he moves in, and I enjoy the feel of his soft lips. He gets carried away, eventually, his actions seem hungry, and when he pulled away he had a hungry look in his eyes, the sort you get from not eating for a while.
I pull him in for the last kiss in a while. it was short and chaste but still full of affection.
"As much as I want to stay and kiss you all day, I really do need to leave now." He hugs me. "See you soon."
"See you soon." I say, sad to see him leave.
He takes one last look at me before walking out of the door and makes a heart sign at me with his hands, and I give him one back.
