Lost in Korea

The First Night

WeiZhou and Jingyu had missed each other more than cared to admit to anyone but each other. The "I missed you's" were spoken in-between long kisses and drawn out boughts of passion that spilled from one hour to another, over and over, until both man was too physically tired to go on.

"We should take a bath." Jingyu whispered against WeiZhou's neck as he softly stroked the hair on Zhou's arm. He could feel the younger man getting closer to falling asleep. Even after a year apart, the signs were the same. His breathing slowed and his body became softer, instead of hard.

"Okay." His voice was sleepy and he shifted in Jingyu's arms. "No more sex though. I'm tired."

"Okay." Reluctantly, Jingyu crawled out of bed, walking over the the washroom and beginning to fill the bathtub with hot water. He knew Zhou liked hot baths.

He felt a warmth on his back and knew WeiZhou had entered the bathroom. Even though they weren't touching, even if WeiZhou said nothing, Jingyu could still tell he was there.

Jingyu climbed in, turning his head to admire Zhou. His legs had gotten slightly bigger, his hair was different, and his waist was less slim, but he was the same old ZhouZhou.

"You gonna get in?" Jingyu asked teasingly, spreading his legs so Zhou would have a space to sit. This tub was smaller than the one at their old apartment, and so it was tougher to fit the two in. But, they made it work. They always did.

"Yeah." WeiZhou smiled softly, getting in and pressing himself up to Jingyu. Sparks ignited the flame of touch when they finally connected.

"Missed you." Jingyu kissed WeiZhou's cheek, wrapping his arms around him and hugging his back.

"I missed you more." WeiZhou replied. He took a hold of the forearms that were holding him tightly. He closed his eyes, feeling Jingyu loosen his grip on his body.

Soft hands moved up his body, brushing over his chest slightly, before beginning to massage Zhou's shoulders and neck.

"You changed your hair." Jingyu smiled even though Zhou couldn't see. Instead of being shaved at the sides and longer on top, his hair was evenly short on all sides, but small curls were all over his head.

"I did. I was tired of the way it was before." Zhou tipped his head back slightly. "Do you like it?"

"Of course I do." Jingyu smiled. "Want me to wash your hair for you?"

"Yeah, please." WeiZhou sighed as he felt Jingyu's hands leave his body, picking up the bottle of shampoo and pouring some into the his palm. His smile appeared when Jingyu's hands returned, scrubbing his hair.

"I'll make you breakfast tomorrow." Jingyu said, his voice echoing in the openness of the bathroom. "But you decide what to do."

WeiZhou's mind was foggy with tiredness, but he still listened to Jingyu's speaking. "I have work at five, but we can do things before that." He felt Jingyu move to a different part of his head, rubbing that part instead.

"I'll come with you to work." Jingyu said.

"I want you to meet my neighbour." WeiZhou said. Jingyu could tell he was exhausted and so began to wash the shampoo out of his hair. "And after that, maybe we can walk down to the beach. It's cold this time of year but I know you love the ocean." Jingyu smiled.

"I do love the ocean." He combed his fingers through WeiZhou's hair. "But I love you even more."

WeiZhou turned around, leaning his head against Jingyu's chest gently. "I'm sorry for leaving." Jingyu wrapped his arms around WeiZhou, trying to assure himself that the man in front of him wouldn't fade away, like in every nightmare. "I was just scared. When you started to ignore me, when you stopped sleeping with me, it scared me, Yu." He put his chin on Jingyu's chest, meeting his eyes. Raising his hand, he stroked a thumb across a jawline. "If we're really gonna do this... try this mix of our new lives together... you have to promise me you won't do that again."

Jingyu nodded, kissing WeiZhou's forehead and smoothing back his hair. "I promise. But, for me to know for sure, you have to promise not to pull some stunt like that again. WeiZhou, I can't live without you anymore." WeiZhou nodded, sitting up slowly before reaching out to intertwine his fingers with Jingyu's.

"I promise." He smiled, then stretched out his body with a yawn. "I'm really tired."

"Me too." Jingyu said, standing up and stepping out of the bathroom. "I'll get you a towel. And can I borrow some pyjamas to sleep in?"

"Yeah, of course. Clothes and towels are in my closet." Jingyu was back a few seconds later, wrapped in a towel and carrying two pairs of boxers. A smile itches at WeiZhou's lips when he saw those items in Jingyu's hands. Jingyu was always hot and usually sweating when he slept, so he usually only wore boxers, or even less than that, depending on what WeiZhou was feeling. But WeiZhou was always freezing when he slept. For so long he had only slept in hoodies and sweats, but tonight, he would sleep in only underwear, since now his personal heater was back to keep him warm.

WeiZhou stepped out of the tub, accepting the towel Jingyu handed him. He watched as Jingyu pulled on underwear, leaving WeiZhou's pair on the counter for when he was dry enough to put them on.

"Fuck, Jackson should've made me pack some stuff." He sighed, looking around the bathroom. "I don't have a toothbrush."

"I have spares. Third drawer." Jingyu opened it, smiling when he saw the toothbrushes. He was thankful, yet, the extreme preparation made him slightly paranoid.

"Zhouzhou..." the nickname made WeiZhou's heart skip a beat. To hear Jingyu say it made him smile. "Have you slept with anyone else in the year we were apart?" Jingyu assumed the answer to be yes. He knew ZhouZhou wasn't the kind to wallow in pity or loneliness. He was sure Zhou had replaced him already.

"No, I didn't." Zhou said, pulling on his boxers. "I couldn't, I guess. I tried once but had to get it to stop pretty fast. All I could think about was you." Zhou smiled, being honest. "I made out with a lot of guys. Never brought one home."

"Really?" Jingyu asked, astonished his prediction was wrong.

"Yeah." Zhou laughed. "What, you think I'm a slut or something?" Jingyu laughed, shaking his head.

"Of course not. I just assumed you would take charge of your sexual needs, not worry about me."

WeiZhou shrugged. "I thought about it, but I knew I wouldn't enjoy doing that with another guy. All I would do is compare him to you." Zhou smiled slightly. "I mean, how could I find someone better than you?"

Jingyu laughed quietly, his cheeks blushed. "I love you. But I know you're tired. Let's go to bed."