Jesus lol. Lots of comments last chap. It almost rivals chapter 11.
What to write about what to write about what to write about.
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Yixing's POV
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"It's an easy enough conversation to have," I mumbled to myself, flipping through pages of my notebook even though I had no notes on this subject. "He's your boyfriend. This isn't rocket science." So why did my stomach insist on doing flips like it was at a skate park? Probably because of the last time this conversation was brought up. The end result played over and over in my mind.
This time will be different. We got this.
"Junmyeon?" I knocked on the door to his office, but no noise came from within. "Junmyeon? Baby? Come on and open up. I want to talk to you." But only silence greeted me. I frowned at the hard wood. I knew he was in there. He'd been in there all morning. I tested the knob, and found it thankfully unlocked. I swung the door open, squinting at the dim light. "Junmyeon?" I called into the dark room. I closed the door behind me. I approached his desk slowly, and when my eyes fully adjusted I chuckled. I pulled one of the earbuds out of his ear and leaned down to peck his forehead. "Wake up baby," I whispered to him.
"Uh." He lifted his head from the desk. Another chuckle as I smoothed down his ruffled hair. "Did I fall asleep again?" he asked sheepishly. I could only nod, smiling oh so fondly at his natural cuteness. "What's up?" I pulled a chair around so I was facing him. He swiveled in his office chair to face me, removing his other earbud.
"I want to talk to you about...that," I said carefully, watching his face screw. I held up a hand. "It's been a few weeks since we've talked about it. And I know it's an uncomfortable subject for the both of us. But we need to talk seriously about it." He folded his hands in his lap, giving me his focused, undivided attention. "I know you're scared Jun. I get that, I truly do. This is scary for me too. It's something I've never gotten a chance to explore either. We both grew up believing we'd never get this opportunity. But...but I want to do it."
"I know." His voice remained surprisingly steady. "A lot about this relationship scares me Xing. A lot about any relationship scares me. It's not like I've had the best track record with these things." He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. I reached out and threaded his fingers through mine, giving them a gentle squeeze. His eyes fluttered open and he shot me a lopsided smile. "And I know it's something you want to do. I want to as well. Eventually. I still don't know if I'm ready." I gave a little sigh.
"Alright Junnie," I said. I released one of his hands so he could get back to work, but kept one in mine, tracing patterns on his palm with my fingers. We sat side by side quietly for a long time, soaking in each other's presence. I would never tire of this man. We may squabble from time to time, but at the end if the day, this was the man I loved beyond all measure. And nothing would ever change that fact.
I couldn't lie and say I wasn't disappointed though, because I kind of was. And maybe the tiniest bit hurt. Was I not good enough for him? Did I not...turn him on? God these thoughts needed to go away. I glanced sideways at him. Observed the way his brows furrowed at his laptop screen. Watched his fingers tap restlessly against the desk top. I scooted my chair a bit closer and rested my head on his shoulder. He turned and kissed the top of my head, sending a jolt down my spine. I did love the simple, homey life we'd created for ourselves.
"I can tell you're bothered." I glanced up to Junmyeon, but he'd barely looked away from the computer. "I can tell from your posture. You're tense. Talk Xing." He closed the lid of the laptop and focused on me. "We're never going to get anywhere if we don't talk to each other." I glanced up to the ceiling like it provided me the answers I sought.
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Royal Temptations
RomansJunmyeon thought he knew exactly how his life would play out. At sixteen he was being groomed to take the throne from his father in the future. He was meeting other young royalty in hopes of finding his companion in life. That was, of course, before...
