Our Palace

Chapter 7

"Should we...date?"

"Yi...- Yijeong...", their leader softly whispers, nervously attempting to remove the younger's hands from his waist...

"Hyung, please...let me hug you..", the younger responds while tightening his grip around Kyungil's waist..

"Wh--- What if someone walks in?", Kyungil utters in embarrassment as his whole body drowsily submerges into Yijeong's tender and warm embrace. The feeling of the younger's body this close to his made all of his pain and fears fade into nothing, like they were never there. All of the anxious thoughts haunting him...vanished. He never wants this feeling of relief to go away. This is what he didn't know he needed. This is what he wants, what he craves. Yijeong is that special someone. That special someone for a reason. This reason...

"Are you ok, hyung?...You got quiet..." ...

"Should I let go?", Yijeong quietly asks in worry, letting his fingers gently caress their leader's body as he slowly removes his hands from Kyungil's waist..

"Noo!!", a shocked Kyungil outbursts, grabbing Yijeong's hands tightly...

"Oh!, mi--mianhaee.." ... "Aiiish...- I didn't mean to yell..", he quietly mumbles, letting go of the younger's hands, turning around in embarrassment...

"It's ok, hyung. I don't think anyone heard you, haha", Yijeong reassures their leader followed by a soft chuckle of amusement.
"Heyy, hyung...turn around..", he playfully tugs on Kyungil's shirt..."Come on, turn around...", he repeats as he pulls on their leader's shirt with a bit more force..

The younger's sudden move took Kyungil by surprise, he couldn't even think of an answer before he found himself on top of Yijeong. The bed had braced their fall, thankfully. As the younger strongly pulled on their leader's shirt in an attempt to turn him around, Kyungil came back with too much speed, causing Yijeong to step back and fall down onto the bed, still firmly holding onto their leader's shirt.

Slowly opening his eyes, Kyungil pans down...finding his lips on Yijeong's. "Heol...", he thinks to himself as his eyes wander up the younger's face, catching a glimpse at the Hello Kitty patch on his blushed cheeks - up to meeting that special someone's piercing gaze, radiating with confusion and slight shock. Meeting the younger's gaze - "Oh! .. I- I'm sorry",  Kyungil stutters while quickly pushing up his upper body with his arms, like he's about to do push ups with Yijeong underneath him.

"No..no, it's ok hyung...", the younger responds, his eyes glued to the other.

"Are you sure...?."
"I can get up...", their leader timidly mumbles, trying to get up from the bed.

All of a sudden, the younger grabs the front of Kyungil's shirt, pulling him back down onto him - pecking his lips with his own. "Please, don't go...", the younger nervously utters, still holding onto his shirt tightly - longingly looking up in their leader's eyes as he's slowly moving upwards to kiss him again...

"Wait...",

"Are you sure about this...?", Kyungil stops the younger, turning away his head - letting Yijeong's lips land on his cheek instead..

"Would i try to kiss you if i weren't?", the younger caresses Kyungil's softly blushed cheeks..

"I guess not... but what do i know...?", Kyungil shyly mumbles as he's looking down onto the bed - glancing over at Yijeong's slightly open shirt, which is exposing his soft and silky skin...

"Hyung..."

"Hey, look at me...", Yijeong tries to get their leader's attention, unsuccessfully.
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