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Three months later, Jaebum wakes up to the early morning sunlight filtering through the open window and onto the bed, illuminating crumpled sheets with a soft golden glow. Its much warmer sharing a bed with someone else and so the heat gets a little too much. Jaebum detangles himself from the sheets and the arms wrapped around his chest, knowing full well that nothing could possibly disturb his bedmate this early in the morning.
Despite the heat of the spring sunlight, the floor is blessedly cold on Jaebum’s bare feet. He goes to the kitchen and begins brewing a pot of coffee. He looks out the window into the street. Last nights rain glitters like tiny crystals on the grass. Even the road looks like its made of glass. Everything smells damp and musty, wet dust and fresh grass. Its as though everything has been cleaned and the whole world is ready for a new day.
The beep from the coffee machine shatters the illusion and Jaebum is broken out of his musings. He pours his coffee and carries it back to the bedroom.
Evidently, the heat was a little too much for Youngjae as well. He was starfished out on the bed face smushed into his pillow, one leg covered by the sheets, the other hanging out over the edge. His sleep shorts were shoved halfway up his thighs and the big loose t shirt he wore had ridden up leaving the small of his back exposed to the gentle breeze drifting in through the open window.
Jaebum smiled to himself before sitting down of the edge of the bed. He sits there, sipping his coffee, enjoying the quiet of early morning, only little song birds and the occasional car disturbing the silence.
After their performance together, Jaebum and Youngjae had began to date again. They did everything from karaoke to visiting a carnival. Coffee dates and dinners. One time they even went to a petting zoo. And if they had to leave a little early because Youngjae got a little over excited about the piglets and spilt his drink down the front of his shirt it could be their little secret. And if Jaebum found it absolutely adorable, well, that could be a secret too.
Their relationship wasn’t perfect. They still had trouble talking about things that bothered them, which led to miscommunications and quiet, passive aggressive fights. Neither of them were ones to yell when they were angry. In fact, Youngjae was probably the worse culprit of the two. He would get quiet and withdraw, pulling back into his shell whenever something upset him. But they were working on it and they were both getting better. They were learning how to talk to one another and to work through the difficult times.
Jaebum felt a gentle tug on his hand. Youngjae’s eyes were open now, squinting against the bright sun. He made soft sleepy noises as he turned over onto his back, shoving the covers all the way off.
“Good morning, sunshine.” Jaebum said with a gentle smile. Youngjae furrowed his brows pouting and making a noise of disapproval as he tugged a Jaebum’s hand again. He put his coffee on the night stand and let Youngjae pull him down into bed, flopping right on top of him. Youngjae groaned at the sudden weight on his chest. He smacked Jaebums shoulder and shoved him over to the other side of the bed. Youngjae pouted at Jaebum’s shit eating grin and smacked him again. Jaebum grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his chest, arm tucked underneath, pulling him closer.
The two of them snuggled together, much too warm in the spring sunlight but unwilling to move apart. Jaebum’s coffee sat on the night stand slowly turing cold but, unsurprisingly, neither of them cared.
Yeah, not quite perfect, but pretty damn close.