𝓑𝓪𝓫𝔂𝓫𝓸𝔂 {H W A N J O}

열여섯~16

Woong Pov

I slowly but surely opened my eyes as I felt someone pull back my covers and get in bed with me. I turned my head slightly to see familiar wavy deep brown hair. Youngjo wrapped his arms around my waist and cuddled into me from behind with a soft sigh. I got a whiff of soju but he seemed to just be a little tipsy this time. "You awake baby boy?~" I heard him whisper from behind me, making my heart flutter. 

I just kind of nodded, knowing he'd either see or feel the gesture. "I guess we need to talk." Youngjo half sighed as he started, suddenly making my heart drop, "Hwayoung -I'm pretty sure just threatened to tell the press about us.." I just about crapped myself at the thought. If our company found out via the press they'd be infuriated. "but I ran to Manager Hyung and told him the situation, he called some people and... s-surprisingly enough he said that we could probably release the news first, he'll just have to work out the execution first -if we are both ready." 

I thought about it for a moment. There's quite the crowd that would be excited and maybe even happy about us, but what about the rest of the people? Couldn't that really hurt our careers? And what if we break up? "I-I don't know if we're ready.." I started, "If we were to end up not working out then.. not only would the press be a painful reminder of what could've been, it could really hurt our careers.. a-am I right?" I asked nervously as I managed to turn around in his grip. 

Youngjo Pov

He seemed conflicted as I saw him chew on the inside of his cheek for a moment. "I-I don't know if we're ready.." He spoke like he was afraid of my reaction and it made my heart sink. 'I just want him to see me as someone he can trust with these things.' "If we were to end up not working out then.. not only would the press be a painful reminder of what could've been, it could really hurt our careers.. a-am I right?" He stuttered as he turned around in my arms. 'That's so cute, he's just afraid of getting hurt.'

"You have a point baby, don't worry.. besides you sound so cute, you could probably pursuade me to do anything." I smiled softly as I pushed dirty-blonde strands of hair from his face. "But we'll have to tell people eventually, my mother would have a fit if we tried to get married in secret someday." I kind of half chuckled before planting a kiss on Woong's flushed forehead. When I pulled away he looked up at me with a determined face. "Do you think she'd like me? Y-your mom I mean." He asked trying to hide his worried tone. 

My mother has always really known and accepted my sexuality and told me that if I loved someone then that's where my heart wanted me to be. 'She's a great woman.' She was very understanding when I told her that I liked my best friend in grammar school. "She would adore you, just as much as I do." I smiled warmly as I rubbed a few small circles on his cheek. "She shouldn't learn through the press either then.." He paused but I looked at me like he had more to say, "Could I go meet her?" The thought made me smile. "Maybe next time we get a good break, you come with me to visit my parent's.. ah- and my sister."

The two of us discussed family until dinner, talking about how we might have to tell them soon so they don't find out via the press and gossip. Then, when everyone had finished dinner, we all said goodnight before filing into our rooms. 

Woong Pov

Once we got into our room again and I closed the door, Youngjo started to take off his shirt. I could see his back muscles move as his shoulderblades turn up to pull the shirt over his head. I figured I should probably stop staring and do the same, so I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I don't know why, but my heart was really starting to pound and I couldn't calm it down as we both took off our pants. Youngjo got in bed first and faced toward me as I got in next to him.