The Long Game//XiuChen [UAU II]

XIX / Departure Day, Part 2

WARNINGS: Sexual references; strong language

-Day 59; Thursday, July 27th, 2017-

Although in the same situation, Byun Baekhyun and Kim Jongdae both dealt with it much differently. While Jongdae was clinging onto everything while he still had it, Baekhyun had already given up. However, one thing they had in common about how they dealt with it was the need to constantly be with the other.

Jongdae had practically joined himself at the hip to Kim Minseok, accompanying him to work, visiting him at lunch, waiting outside for him for when he returned, and going anywhere else with him. He all but waited outside the bathroom for Minseok.

Seventeen hours before Minseok's flight was due to leave, the two laid in bed, nestled against one another. Minseok had an arm thrown around Jongdae, a book in hand. Jongdae leaned against his chest, his phone propped against Minseok's jaw.

They lay there in silence, together, yet doing their own thing, happy just being with the other while he still could.

It wasn't until Minseok closed his book, leaning away to turn off the light and causing Jongdae's phone to fall did one of them speak.

"Min, wait." Jongdae blurted, reaching out and laying a hand on his arm. Minseok turned to face Jongdae, giving him a questioning look. "Don't go to sleep yet. Do it with me first." a pleading look spread across Jongdae's face, and Minseok's once serene yet confused expression soon twisted into one of happiness, smiling and laughing.

"I knew this was coming." he admitted, leaning back towards him and kissing his lips. His hand came to rest on the back of Jongdae's thigh, the other on his shoulder blade.

Also like Baekhyun, Jongdae felt that this kiss was different. But unlike Baekhyun, the kiss wasn't lacking, but gaining. It was easily one of his favourite kisses.

Minseok's hand ran up his thigh to meet his back, slipping under his shirt to pull it over his head. His hand finally came to rest on the back of his neck, half tangled in his hair. Never letting their kiss break, their other hands travelled over the other, pulling at the remaining fabrics and running smoothly over skin.

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-Day 60; Friday, July 28th, 2017-

"Are you wearing eyeliner?" Minseok queried the next morning, standing near the door. His sleek, steely grey suitcase sat upright near him.

"And mascara, Min."

"Why?"

"Min, it's expensive stuff of Baekkie's. So I don't cry." Jongdae grabbed his things, meeting a laughing Minseok at the door.

"You'll be fine." his boyfriend reassured. "I don't mind if you cry."

Jongdae took Minseok's hand, Minseok opening the door with his free hand and Jongdae grabbing Minseok's suitcase with his. "I do, Min." Jongdae argued. "I can't let this makeup run down my face- especially because it's Baekkie's."

Minseok laughed again, his grip on Jongdae's hand becoming tighter. "I don't mind, Dae." Minseok murmured, clambering into his car while Jongdae chucked his suitcase in the backseat.

They both tried to make the drive to the airport relaxed, yet the air was still tense. They talked as if meeting for the first time; asking questions they already knew the answer to, tiptoeing around certain subjects they knew were sensitive to the other. Minseok didn't want to console Jongdae in him leaving, and Jongdae didn't want to reassure Minseok in him leaving, both knowing they'd want to drop the subject or find it tedious. They'd had these conversations before- there wasn't much else to branch out onto.