thirty - i know

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sehun was panting when he arrived at yixing's door, his mind spinning around and his vision gets blurry

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sehun was panting when he arrived at yixing's door, his mind spinning around and his vision gets blurry. everything was so fast. he never ran this fast. his heart is beating madly against his chest causing his body to tremble.

he lift his shaking hand, knocking on yixing's door. once, twice, thrice, many times that he lost count. he was sweating, salty liquid running down his forehead. his hair is messy but he doesn't care. he only needs for yixing to embrace him back.

open up. open up. please.

sehun keeps on knocking for minutes, but no answer was heard. his still shaky hand slowly go down, away from the door to beside his body. his lips parted in disbelief, his stomach churning at the thought.

yixing must hate him so much right now. he's not even opening his door for him.

sehun slide down slowly, face unchanging. he feels really empty, his whole world is gray–uncolored. the world seems to stop moving. everything's dead.

no more affections from yixing.

no more smirks.

no more smiles.

no more dimple.

sehun is shaking, burying his face in the circle he made with his arms. he can't believe this. how can he be that stupid? he didn't know he would hate himself this much.

he loves yixing.

he loves him.

and he wants yixing to love– "sehun?"

everything snap in him. that soft voice he's been yearning for. even if its just a word. he lift his head quickly, eyes widen at the sight of the guy he's been missing.

they hold eye contact for some times. yixing with his eyebrows rose up, wearing a white t-shirt and black skinny jeans. while sehun's still sitting on his door step, eyes widening at the older and his ash blonde hair all over the place, looking messy.

"seh-" yixing halts on his step when he sees a tear roll down the younger's cheek. "hey, hey, why are you crying?" yixing hurriedly gets on his knees, brushing the tear away with his thumb gently. but his cries gets more heavy. more tears rolling down his face.

yixing is touching him. sehun noticed. and he cried in happiness. it's been a long time.

"hey, sehun, c'mon." yixing soothe him, his palm still resting on the younger's cheek and brushing away the tears. his eyes have fondness and other things sehun never notice.

the younger lift his hand, grabbing the hand on his cheek and lean into it, leaning into the touch. he sobs, but he is smiling. sehun is smiling.

"hyung," he chokes out, smiling even wider and closing his eyes. he feels the weight on his shoulders were lifted, everything is colored again. his hope raising up a little.

yixing sighs, frowning in worry as he helps the younger to stand up. "c'mon." he drags the younger to his house. just as yixing turns around to say something sehun's doesn't know about, he finds the blonde standing close to him. he catch a quick breathe, surprised by their proximity. it's been a long time since they were this close, and sehun's not used to it. but he can gets used to this.

"um?" yixing takes a step back, but his hand was still hold by the younger. sehun pulls him forward, chest-to-chest.

"hyung." sehun leans down to crash his lips against the older, missing the sweetness. how he feels so warm, so sweet, just undeniably yixing. the kiss was slow, passionate, the two are communicating with their lips but with no words.

the sweet kiss suddenly turn into a hungry one. sehun pushing him to the wall behind him, grabbing the older's hands and put them above his hands. trapping him. hearing the small whine from yixing awakening the heat in sehun's belly. sehun wants to hear more from the older, with desire and need writhing against him.

"h-hun-ah," yixing said in between their kisses, making sehun freeze in place. yixing blinks when it all registered in his mind, doing that really-cute-but-very-attractive-raising brow thingy.

sehun's gaze were boring into him, eyes drowning in those chocolate, warm, captivating eyes. sehun breathe into him, his hot breath meeting the black haired's lips. "it's been a long time since you called me that." sehun lifts a hand to carress yixing's jaw with his thumb, "i missed it." sehun leans down again to capture the older's mouth. he lost control. he lost his mind. and how could he not when yixing is finally here in his arms?

yixing's heart was still beating madly. the stare he received from the younger does that. he was flattered really, to be stared like that by a male beauty like sehun. yixing run his hands along sehun's body, gripping on his sides.

"i missed you." sehun said to yixing's mouth, before claiming his lips again. he picks yixing up, making the latter circle his legs around sehun's well-built body. "i missed you." sehun pulls away to bury his face on the crook of his neck, lips touching the soft skin of the older's. yixing was panting, lips parting as he stare blankly at the wall in front of him.

"hun- are you crying?" yixing stops from whatever he was saying when he feels wetness on his neck, the silent sobs from the younger can be heard though they were really faint. "hey, hey, look at me." yixing tries to break away from his arms, but sehun won't let him. his arms tightening even more around the older.

sehun was afraid. he was afraid if he lets yixing go now he would be gone. he was afraid yixing wasn't here in his arms anymore. so he hugs him even closer.

"hun-ah." yixing doesn't know if it was possible but his sobs get louder after he said it. yixing feels his chest twisting when he heard the younger cries. it's his first time to sees him cry. yixing let him cry on the side of his neck, not minding his clothes getting wet. he carress the taller's back gently, saying nothing. the only thing they hear was sehun's cries and the sound of their breathing. yixing hugs the older even closer, missing his warm.

"hun-ah, look at me." yixing pulls away, grabbing the younger's face by his hands, putting them on his sharp jaw. yixing stares at him, at his red-swollen eyes, red nose, flushed cheeks and red lips. his hair was messy, t-shirt all wrinkly, but sehun looks perfect to him. "why are you crying?" he wipe the tear on sehun's soft cheek with his thumb.

sehun stares back at him. the guy before him is his love. he won't deny it- he can't deny it. the feeling inside him is growing bigger and bigger, he can't just avoid it. "i'm sorry." he whispered, watching yixing doesn't react to the thing he said. "i know saying sorry won't fix anything but-" he exhales heavily, "i'm sorry. and i missed you, hyung. when you avoided any skincontact with me but you hug the others really made me mad. i don't like it. is that selfish?" he leans his forehead on the older's, noticing the fondness in the older's orbs. "you're driving me crazy."

"why?" the corner of yixing's lips tug into a soft smile.

"look at yourself, hyung." sehun pulls away to have a better look at the older, staring down to his legs and then back up to his eyes. "you're perfect." sehun's finger trails down to the edge of his shirt, tugging it upward to reveal the pale skin underneath it. showing his happy trail and his abs, "you really are." he keeps tugging the shirt upward, making yixing catch the hint to take his shirt off. when he's half naked, sehun keeps his eyes on him all the time. "beautiful."

"i love you." sehun's heart is beatig wildly inside him, beating so hard to the point it's the only thing he heard. but then he sees yixing smiles, giving him his thousand watt smile.

"i know."

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