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They never talked about what would happen once summer ended. Seonghwa thought, on board of the train to Hogwarts, that it had been their only mistake. Not that it never crossed his mind during the countless hours they had spent together. He had just thought that if Yeosang had never brought the subject than maybe it was obvious. But as the train went on and on, Seonghwa started worrying for the first time since he had met Yeosang.
The trip seemed different from the other years. Even if it was the same people as usual in his compartment. Hongjoong was listening to Mingi’s summer stories, his eyes shining as he nodded following the track of the numerous names he was enunciating. Yunho added into Mingi stories as often as he could, nobody had been surprised that they had both spent the summer together, with big gestures and enthusiasts screams. Seonghwa was the quietest among them all. Hongjoong did not talk much in comparison to the two Gryffindors they were friends with, but if he had something to say, he always found a way to tell it and everybody would listen. Seonghwa was more of a listener. And he did not really mind to spent the ride staring at the landscapes rushing outside of the train’s windows, keeping silent. However he could sometimes feel Hongjoong’s gaze on him, a curious sparkle on his pupils, like he had guessed something was off. Like his silence was different from usual.
It did not take much time for Hongjoong to directly ask him. They cheered together for the new Hufflepuffs of the year. Happily ate their welcome feast at Hogwarts. Found back their same-year Hufflepuff friends that they had not seen all summer. And once they got back to their common room, both cozy sitting on one of the large yellowish sofas, Hongjoong asked him what had happened. Seonghwa did not ask how he knew something had happened, it had always been his friend’s thing to read people like open books, he shyly told him about Yeosang. About how they had met and how they had felt. He explained the confused feelings he had, his worries and fears. That he did not know what he and Yeosang were anymore. Hongjoong simply said that if he really wanted it then he should chase it.
And so he did.
Maybe Seonghwa could have waited for a perfect setting, a perfect atmosphere, these kind of things they show in those muggles movies Yunho and Hongjoong would sometimes talk about, but waiting seemed too much. He went to the divination tower, soon after the talk with Hongjoong, alone and calmly. When Yeosang came out of his class and saw him, he looked surprised but did not say anything special and followed him down in one of the castle’s courtyard, where there was a big fountain on the middle of it and the water pouring out of it was drawing beautiful patterns before falling back down in the base of it. Seonghwa had been scared that it would be awkward. That Yeosang would have blamed him for not coming earlier to him. He even had been scared to be angry himself but once again, everything became simple. Natural.
They stayed silent for a moment. Both breathing the fresh September air, enjoying those last times they would be able to be outside for that long before it would be too cold. Seonghwa’s hand reached for Yeosang’s and they let it, interlacing their fingers, caressing it gently.
“I wanna stay with you,” eventually said Seonghwa under his breathe. His heart was always beating fast when he was with Yeosang, but this time it was once again different. Different because for the first, he was doubtful. He doubted Yeosang wanted the same thing as he did. He doubted the answer. He wanted to chase it, but what if Yeosang did not? This anxiety peak lasted not even a full second. Yeosang tighten his grip on his hand. Seonghwa did not look at him directly but he knew, he felt, the Ravenclaw had started to smile. His heartbeat slowly decreased.
“I want it too,” Yeosang answered softly. Seonghwa smiled too. He smiled like crazy his cheeks hurt. He took a deep huge breathe, like it was the first one for a long time, almost reborn. “Would you be my boyfriend?” Yeosang asked. The question had been said quickly and abruptly, in almost a whisper only Seonghwa could have heard. Seonghwa stared at him blankly, in shock. Yeosang’s face had turned red, he was holding more than ever his hand like he was afraid it might let go, like he was afraid he might lost it.
“Yes, yes, of course.”
Seonghwa’s other hand found its way on Yeosang’s warm and soft cheek while his lips found back Yeosang’s. They had kissed many times before but this kiss felt like the first one ever. Gentle, pure and, at the same time, passionate and deep. The whole world could have collapse around them, nothing would have stopped them, because at that moment nothing else matters than that special kiss. They lost their breathe in it, almost lost any kind of consciousness. Yeosang deepened the kiss even more and Seonghwa felt all his worries and fears lifted up out of his body. Everything was right because it was Yeosang. And Yeosang loved him as much as he did. So Seonghwa thought the setting was actually perfect.
Just like they did during the summer, they did not tell much people about their relationship. Seonghwa told Hongjoong, obviously. He smiled for a full hour after introducing Yeosang as his boyfriend and Hongjoong laughed at him for that, but still looked pretty proud of him. The two eventually met, sometimes they would even hang out the three of them. Yunho and Mingi also learned about Seonghwa’s new boyfriend. If they almost jumped to the roof of the Great Hall, a mix of surprise, happiness and their usual over physical reactions, they did not rush him to meet Yeosang at all and Seonghwa was grateful about that. It was still hard for Yeosang to meet new people and making him uncomfortable was the last thing he wanted. Everybody understood. They would take their time, and things would come their way, as long as they were together.
Weirdly enough, Hongjoong was the one who introduced him to Yeosang’s friend, Jongho. They had been talking for a few weeks in the library when Seonghwa had spotted them. Jongho was shy, something told Seonghwa it was not because of him, but Hongjoong seemed happy. They officially met on a Monday morning in the Great Hall, as well as Wooyoung.
They did not had to spend all their time together to be happy even if Seonghwa surprised himself many time missing Yeosang. They had agreed, for now at least, that moments scattered here and there during which they could fully be together and enjoy each other as much as possible were enough. Moments out of time in which only their love was important, in which they could forget about everything else from their classes to their tiny everyday troubles. Moments that belonged only to the two of them and no one else.