to kihyun, nothing was better than snuggling up on his bed with a nice cup of tea and a book, aside from being with hoseok.
kihyun was so comfortable in the oversized grey sweater he stole from hoseok's closet, along with his black sweatpants.
the night was cold but kihyun kept warm in his boyfriends clothes, wishing to be next to him.
hoseok was working late, again, so kihyun wasn't over at his house - otherwise he would be.
the small blond male sighed in content as he skimmed over the words written on the pages, carefully examining every sentence.
kihyun's attention turned to a ringing in his ear, it was his doorbell.
the blond sighed and climbed out of his queen size bed, why did he need a queen? he didn't, he just wanted more space.
kihyun's covered feet shuffled on the floor as he made way to the entrance of his home, he opened the door and suddenly-
he froze.
there, in front of him, was the one reason he never thought he could ever love again.
jungwoo, lee jungwoo.
he was tall, 6'1, with an undercut and his hair wasn't blond anymore - it was a soft auburn.
his dark brown eyes seemed to burn a large crater in kihyun's soul, making the smaller boy uncomfortable.
"j-jungwoo.." kihyun finally spoke, "what are you doing here?"
kihyun didn't look at the latter, how could he after all these years? after what he'd done?
"kihyun, my angel, i'm so sorry god i've missed you so much-"
jungwoo opened his arms, attempting to pull kihyun into his embrace, but kihyun pulled away and slapped his hands.
"don't touch me, i'm not your angel anymore. after what you did to me how could you ever even think i'd forgive you?"
kihyun hadn't felt this angry in such a long time, almost three years to be exact.
"kihyun, baby, i've changed. i really have. and for three years i haven't thought of anyone but you."
"yeah well you're the last thing i've been thinking about!" kihyun shouted at jungwoo, his hands curling into a fist.
a certain noise pulled kihyun's thoughts away as he turned to his phone. he examined the caller id, fuck.
hoseok. of course it was.
kihyun sighed and turned back to jungwoo, "you have to leave, don't come back ever again."
jungwoo scoffed, "i'm not doing that, this was my home too."
"was jungwoo, it was!! but it's not anymore! this is my home, not yours, not ours, mine! the sooner you accept that the sooner you can move the fuck on!"
"i'm not going anywhere kihyun!"
"just leave me the fuck alone, i don't love you anymore!"
-
why the fuck isn't he answering?!
could he be in trouble?!
no... he's probably sleeping..
i should go check!
hoseok looked around the cafe and sighed, it was empty, as to be expected at one in the morning.
