Hybrid

Confession

9th April 2017

When Junhwe woke up, it took him a few minutes to remember where he was. The mouldy ceiling and blue bed sheets definitely weren't part of his bedroom and his confusion only grew stronger once he had sat up in his bed and looked down at his clothes to realise that they were Jinhwan's. He was wearing one of the many over sized plain white tee-shirt that Jinhwan owned. It smelt of fresh laundry and even if it was pleasing, Junhwe was almost disappointed that it was not smelling like honey.

When he finally remembered that he was sleeping over at Jinhwan's apartment, Junhwe quickly reached out for his phone, eager to check the time. He had gone to bed pretty early the previous day and he felt like he had wasted time that he could have used to talk with Jinhwan.

Sadly, it was only 5 a.m. and even if Junhwe wanted to speak with the elder more than anything, he was pretty sure that the elder wouldn't be up.

Junhwe lazily rolled out of bed, his mouth too dry to go back to sleep and he slowly made his way towards the bed room door, wanting to pour himself a glass of water. When he pushed the door open, however, he was blinded by the living-room's artificial light, forcing him to squint to distinguish Jinhwan's silhouette sitting on the couch.

"You're already up?" Jinhwan asked, his voice soft.

Junhwe nodded, feeling his cheeks heat up when he took in the man's appearance. Jinhwan's eyes were puffy from the tiredness and his hair a beautiful mess. He was wearing a white tank top and shorts that showcased his white milky thighs perfectly. Junhwe walked into the living-room in silence and sat down on the couch next to the elder.

"Why are you up?" Junhwe asked, glancing sideways at Jinhwan's ethereal figure.

"I couldn't sleep, too worked up," he whispered back as he ran a hand gently through his bright orange locks.

Junhwe raised a brow in puzzlement, not knowing what to say. The elder, feeling Junhwe's stare on his face, looked up to meet the younger man's dark eyes. Jinhwan's lips slightly curled upwards sadly before he glanced away, his cheeks slightly red.

"I was thinking about you..." Jinhwan made a short pause, his breathing uneven. "...About us."

Junhwe's mouth fell agape as his heart beat picked up madly. His brain was fuzzing with questions and thoughts and everything was such a mess of complex feelings that he couldn't really find anything to say.

"We really should talk," Jinhwan added, his voice only a whisper.

"Yes, we should," Junhwe agreed, his heart beating so hard that he could hear it resonate in his eardrums.

Jinhwan then took a deep breath as he scooted slightly closer to Junhwe so that their thighs could touch, their shoulders bumping in the process. The elder then put his hand on Junhwe's, squeezing gently. Jinhwan's palm was too hot and sweaty but for nothing in the world would Junhwe have shrugged it away. He could feel the man's faint but rapid heart beat pulsing in his hand, just as fast as his own.

"I really like you Junhwe." Jinhwan then whispered, his voice incredibly soft and his face red.

Junhwe's breath hitched and his grip on Jinhwan's hand unconsciously tightened. He took a deep breath, an attempt at calming his heart down. He could smell Jinhwan's honey scent and it seemed subtly sweeter to his now sharper nose.

Jinhwan was looking down at the ground, his tongue darting out nervously as he waited for Junhwe's words. The man had never looked more enticing to Junhwe's eyes, with his full red lips, flushed face and wild hair.