𝓑𝓪𝓫𝔂𝓫𝓸𝔂 {H W A N J O}

열들~12

Finally, with this chap, we're back to where everything was before I moved the book.

Woong Pov

I felt my heart drop as my eyes fluttered open to see Youngjo's sleeping face. It felt like everything I've ever wanted.. but.. not. I felt warm and comforted but my heart was still sad and lonely. All because I want to actually call him mine. Maybe even tell the press about it. 'I really should just focus on work..' I cuddled into Youngjo's chest trying to enjoy what little I was probably going to get.

Youngjo Pov

I shuffled awake to a familiar cold and as my eyes opened, sure enough, I was alone in his bed. 'Man, I was hoping Woongie would still be asleep.. He's so cute.' I sighed and rolled over, putting my face into the pillow. It smelled like him. 'Maybe one of these days I'll be able to wake up next to him every day..' I finally got up, making Hwanwoong's bed before making my way to the kitchen.

Keonhee and Woong stood in the kitchen talking and making Hotteok. I kind of snaked my arms around Hwanwoong's waist but just as I went to rest my head on his shoulder, he kind of shook me off. "Shouldn't you be doing that with your girlfriend?" He kind of snapped but I could tell he was just hurt. He just turned away from me and went back to making food -I wasn't going to have that happen though, so I pulled him closer by his shirt and wrapped around him again, resting my chin on his shoulder. "I don't have a real girlfriend.. but you can be my real boyfriend," I smirked towards the end at the thought of calling him my boyfriend.

Narrator Pov

Woong blushed as he pondered the idea but as he thought, Dongju and Geonhak came from down the hall, interrupting him. "Oh- Hwayoung, you're still here?" Dongju asked trying to make it obvious that she should've gone home last night. Woong pushed Youngjo off again and turned around to give him a glare. "I won't be some sort of mistress." He hissed, catching Youngjo off guard. Woong felt so much love, jealousy, and anger inside him -you should be surprised he kept everything in.

Youngjo just sort of stared at the dancer in awe as he got out plates and forks. "Breakfast is ready." Hwanwoong half hollered and everyone started to flood in to get their food. As everyone piled into the kitchen Youngjo scooped Woong into his arms again, but this time his grip was too tight for Hwanwoong to wiggle free. "I'll wait for you." Youngjo spoke tenderly into Woong's ear, making the dancer's heart drop, "I'll wait for her to be out of the picture, I'll wait for our careers to be out of the picture, I'll wait for it -for you." Youngjo tucked his face in the crook of Woong's neck giving the smaller man chills. "I'll wait forever for you Hwanwoong.. if that's what you want from me," Youngjo whispered softly. Hwanwoong could hear his sincerity and hoped that he would really keep his word. He wanted to be strong though, 'And until then.. I'll focus on work.' Woong thought to himself as Youngjo let go.

"Hey, are you guys ready to switch rooms around?" Dongju piped as he sat down in the living room. Manager Hyung sat in his chair, Keonhee and Seoho sat on one couch with Hwayoung, and Geonhak sat with Dongju on the other couch. Woong got his breakfast and sat down in the spot next to Dongju but now, really the only spot that was left was squeezed next to Hwayoung. Youngjo got his food and to Woong's pleasant surprise, he sat down on the arm of the couch, right next to Hwanwoong.

"So I move to Geonhak's room and Keonhee moves to me and Woong's?" Dongju tried to continue the conversation, "Wait- I thought we were gonna move everyone around --to switch it up." Youngjo almost blurted making Dongju grin. He was obviously eager to share a room with Hwanwoong, but now the eldest also had ulterior motives. Seo and Keonhee.

Woong Pov

"Then let's do that hm?" Geonhak smiled, nudging his lover. "Yeah, We'll trade to where Geonhak and I share a room, You and Keonhee share a room and Seoho and Woong share the last." Dongju grinned 'innocently' knowing exactly what he was doing. Youngjo finished his food and stood up, clearing his throat awkwardly, "Or.."