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"Wake up," Wooseok pokes Jinhyuk's cheek and follows up with a soft kiss to the same spot. "Come on, sleepyhead!"
Jinhyuk grunts in response.
"It's a beautiful morning," Wooseok tries. "Come on, it's my last day here. Get up!"
"Just one more hour," a sleepy Jinhyuk muffles into his pillows. "Please."
"No," the other male says firmly. "I ordered room service for breakfast!"
"But Wooseok, I can't," Jinhyuk opens one eye to look up at the hovering man above him. "My head is heavy."
"That would be the hangover," Wooseok deadpans with a chuckle. "Nothing a nice shower won't fix!"
"I'd rather go with the room service in that case."
"It will be here in about an hour."
"An hour?!" Jinhyuk screeches. "So, why are you trying to wake me up now?"
"To shower."
"I'll only need five minutes," the taller male says then turns away from Wooseok who is standing next to the bed and buries his head underneath the blanket.
Wooseok leans down with a smirk playing around the corners of his lips. He gets as close to Jinhyuk's ear as he can throughout the blanket before he speaks in a sultry tone, "Not when you shower with me."
Jinhyuk turns around so quickly that Wooseok has to jump out of his way in order not to get hit by long, flailing limbs.
"What are you waiting for?" He calls while walking past Wooseok right in the direction of the bathroom.
Wooseok doesn't even try to hold back on the laughter that it provokes when Jinhyuk suddenly stops in the doorway to the bathroom and puts a hand to his head. "Fuck, I got up too fast..."
"Yes," the other laughs. "You seemed very eager to get that shower all of a sudden."
"Wait," Jinhyuk narrows his eyes at Wooseok. "You weren't trying to trick me, right? This is happening."
Instead of responding, Wooseok just takes off his shirt while holding eye contact and turns on the water in the shower then proceeds to remove the rest of his clothes until he is fully naked in front of Jinhyuk who follows suit immediately.
They start in the shower but it quickly proves to be a much more complicated undertaking than expected. Especially, with a hungover Jinhyuk who starts to get dizzy from the hot water, the steam and the boy he'd been lusting over all weekend. So, they clean up and go back to bed to resume the planned activities in a much more comfortable - and safe - environment.
Wooseok curses himself when the room attendant knocks on the door with a familiar, "Room service!"
He pushes Jinhyuk off of himself and gets up to look for a robe. "Fuck, has it already been an hour?"
The taller male has the sense to cover his naked body with the blankets while he smiles up at a dishevelled Wooseok. "Time flies when you're having fun, huh?"
"Shut up," the other says still buzzing around the room. "Where the hell is your robe?"
"On that chair over there."
Wooseok quickly throws the garment over himself and takes a quick look in the mirror just to make sure he doesn't look as fucked out as he is before he opens the door for the room attendant bringing their breakfast. Wooseok makes sure to give him a rather generous tip, mainly because he knows that the poor guy must have realised what he just walked into and probably felt a little uncomfortable about it.
The room attendant spreads out Wooseok's breakfast order on the table in front of the velvet sofa as instructed. As soon as he leaves, Wooseok takes off his robe again and jumps into bed to sit on top of Jinhyuk.
"What about breakfast?" Jinhyuk inquires not looking at all in a hurry to get to the food. Instead, his hands stroke over Wooseok's bare chest down his sides to stop at his hips where his grip gets tighter.
Wooseok leans down to plaster kisses all over the other's neck and jawline. Occasionally worrying a piece of skin a little longer. "It can wait a couple of minutes, don't you agree?"
"I strongly agree," Jinhyuk says with a chuckle before flipping them over so that he can pin Wooseok against the bed again as he did just before their breakfast arrived.
It takes another hour for them to get to the breakfast at all. It's only after Wooseok hears the other male's stomach rumble that he even remembers that he ordered room service. He gets up and puts on one of Jinhyuk's large shirts then starts to eat before the other can protest and instead decides to join him on the sofa.
"You know," Jinhyuk starts with his cheeks stuffed with food and Wooseok thinks it's almost disgustingly cute how innocent he looks. "I'm kinda bummed we didn't do this sooner."
Wooseok lets out a small laugh. "That one's on you, though."
"Excuse me?" Jinhyuk looks at him with wide eyes.
"Well yes, I mean, I got invited to a dude's hotel room on the first day of meeting him. I wouldn't have come if I were completely opposed to things potentially getting a little steamy," Wooseok concludes with a shrug.
The other just stares at him while chewing his food. "I'm an idiot."
"Sometimes," Wooseok agrees with a grin. "But it's part of your personal charm."
"Thanks, I guess."
"No problem."
"One more round after breakfast?" Jinhyuk asks with a smirk on his face.
"You'll kill me," Wooseok shakes his head.
"No, I won't."
"You will definitely be the death of me."
"So, is that a yes?"
"It's not a no."
A little over an hour later, they lie in bed facing each other. Drinking up each other's breaths. Wooseok hasn't felt this relaxed in a very long time. Sure, he'll be completely sore the next morning but he cannot really feel bad about that right now. Not with Jinyhuk's eyes wandering across his face, not with the softness he can feel them exude.
He pulls one hand out from under the covers, reaches out and pokes Jinhyuk's nose. It makes the other smile, close his eyes and scrunch up his nose. Wooseok thinks it's adorable.
When Jinhyuk opens his eyes again, he clears his throat to speak in a raspy voice, "What time are you leaving tonight?"
"Actually, I'm leaving tomorrow morning," Wooseok says with an equally strained voice. "Before 7 am."
Jinhyuk's eyes widen as a smile spreads across his face. "How did we talk all weekend and didn't go over all these very important details?"
Wooseok chuckles.
"You're a detail-keeper," Jinhyuk adds.
"That's not even a thing."
"Now it is!"
"What other details have I kept from you?"
"Hmm," Jinhyuk seems to take a moment to think. "Well, you told me you'd been promoted recently but I think you purposely left out the position."
Wooseok smiles and looks down on the place in between them. "Is that really an important detail?"
"It is and it isn't," Jinhyuk hooks a finger under his chin to lift his head back up. "I just wonder why you didn't want to tell me."
"I didn't lie," Wooseok defends.
"I know," the other male says with a breathy laugh. "I'm not accusing you of lying. I just feel the fact that you were promoted to CEO kind of puts a whole different light on all the conversations we've had."
"Not for me," Wooseok shakes his head. "It made sense regardless of my position. In the end, it's just another job."
"But it's quite impressive at your age."
"Not really."
"You don't like to take credit for anything, huh?"
"It's not that," Wooseok bites his lower lip in agony. He doesn't really want to talk about work right now and specifically, not about this topic at hand. "Having your father step down and appoint you the new CEO isn't exactly an accomplishment."
"A family business," Jinhyuk concludes. "I see. Is that why you think you have to work so hard?"
Wooseok is almost a little astounded at how quickly Jinhyuk can figure him out. It's like in all the conversations they had over the past two days, Jinhyuk just knew exactly where Wooseok was coming from no matter what the topic at hand was. They didn't agree on everything, of course, but Wooseok always felt understood and taken seriously by the other. Something about this realisation makes him feel a little anxious.
"I guess, partly," he answers the other's question. "I have so many people working for me. People twice my age and older who've been in the business for longer than I've been alive. If I fail and I'm asked to step down, I just want to be able to say I did the best I could."
"Does it look like you're gonna fail?"
"No," Wooseok answers truthfully. "Actually, we've already surpassed last year's revenue in just about six months since I got the position. I guess I'm doing something right."
"Wow," Jinhyuk is visibly astounded. "Now that's what I call impressive."
"We'll see," Wooseok says. "It's important to keep it up."
"But don't forget to take care of yourself," Jinhyuk strokes his cheek with the back of his hand. "Get a massage every now and then. Meet some people."
"I don't really meet people."
"Well, you met me," Jinhyuk says with big eyes.
"Yeah, and how long has that lasted?"
"Hey," the taller male pouts. "We still have a whole day and a whole night as I just found out."
"That will be over fast," Wooseok reasons. "And tomorrow I'll be back at work and you'll be off to travel the world again."
"Not indefinitely," Jinhyuk says with a shrug.
"But for a very long time."
"I was thinking, actually," Jinhyuk starts with a little insecurity in his voice. "I've already booked Hong Kong and Australia, so I will definitely do that but afterwards... I mean, I don't have any specific plans yet. I was gonna look when I'm in Melbourne but I can come back home... my mom would be happy and well, I would've already travelled for almost nine months, that's a lot. I don't- I guess, I don't have to continue right away and-- well, if you... if you want to give me your number, I could maybe text you when I'm back? Only if you want, of course."
Wooseok doesn't know what to make of the rambling and stuttering that it took Jinhyuk to say what he said. He wants to stop his travels for Wooseok? Is that what he was trying to say? Jinhyuk can't just put that kind of responsibility on him.
Wooseok thinks back at the very first conversation they had at the restaurant last Friday afternoon when they met. Jinhyuk wanted to travel the world. To see something outside of the confinements of his own apartment in Seoul. He wanted to make all those wonderful memories but now he would just come back home like that. Because of Wooseok?
It doesn't make sense. Suddenly, Wooseok's head starts to run a mile an hour. He doesn't have the time for this. For a Jinhyuk in his life back in Seoul. He works more or less all the time. That's how it's been and that's how he would like it to stay. He doesn't want to have to deal with the guilt of Jinhyuk abandoning his travels for him. For nothing. For someone who won't have time for him.
Even if he wanted to, he can't. He can't watch his father's life's work go down the drain because Wooseok decided he wanted to spend some time with a boy. He can't do that. He doesn't need that kind of distraction. He doesn't need Jinhyuk. Not now, not anytime soon.
As overwhelming as it is, he knows it's just the little spark of being on vacation. This thing between them. The coincidence that it works so well. It's all because here he has all the time in the world and so does Jinyhuk. He doesn't have his phone or his responsibilities. This is not reality. He can't be stupid and think that things would just work out like this back home. They couldn't. They can't.
He turns around to lie on his back, "I will have a lot of work to catch up with when I get back. Those clowns upstairs practically kidnapped me out of my office."
"I get that," Jinhyuk says calmly. Always so understanding. "I promise I won't spam you or anything like that when you get back to work-"
"No, Jinhyuk," Wooseok exhales sharply. "I always have a lot of work. I don't really have much time, you know. It wouldn't be like this."
"I know that. Things are always different on vacation," Jinhyuk's voice seems to lose force the longer he speaks. "I don't expect it to be like this. I was just thinking... I don't know, like, we could grab a coffee and see if there is anything."
"Even if there was something," Wooseok says coldly. He knows he has the talent to sound emotionless in any situation. It's what makes him such a great businessman in the first place. "I don't have the time for it. You won't get to see me a lot and you'd get annoyed, it's always the same."
"Geez," Jinhyuk sits up on the side of the bed and fidgets for the robe that Wooseok had dropped previously. He puts it around himself then stands up from the bed. "You're acting like I'd expect you to hang out with me 24/7... you know I'm not stupid, Wooseok. Just say what you really want to say."
"I said what I really wanted to say," the smaller male props himself up on his elbows and looks up at Jinhyuk for the first time since they started the argument.
"Well, surely, you can take one day a week off of work. You get off work in the evenings, I assume," Jinhyuk says irritated. "I mean, what kind of company can't survive without its CEO there all the fucking time?"
"I told you how much I have to work," Wooseok frowns. "I'm sorry if that bothers you."
"No," Jinhyuk exhales a bitter laugh. "That's not what bothers me. You work a lot, I get that. I really do. I even get that you like it. That's all good. What I'm trying to say is that right now, you're using your work as an excuse. It's not that you can't make the time, it's that you don't want to and that's fine as well. I just wish you'd have the decency to just say it as it is and not give me some bullshit excuses as to why you won't be able to see me again. You don't want to see me again and you can't even say it to my face. Fuck."
"Jinhyuk," Wooseok starts in a low tone.
"No, it's fine. It's okay, really. I just think it's so ironic that I had to learn it this way."
"Learn what?"
"What I was looking for all this time," Jinhyuk says with a shake of his head. "It wasn't just about making memories and all that. I work for myself, all alone, all the time. Sometimes you get so stuck in your own head that you don't even see the most obvious things."
Wooseok doesn't say anything. He's not entirely sure where Jinhyuk is headed with this.
"You probably understand better than anyone else, seeing how you don't ever meet anyone. I was lonely and I didn't really have anyone, no worthwhile connection. I thought I wanted to make valuable memories, but now I see that I was looking for a valuable connection."
"You," he lifts up a hand in Wooseok's direction. "This. I guess this was the first time in a very long time that I felt really good with someone. I felt like we made sense. I like you, I'm not afraid to say that despite you not liking me back. I wasn't gonna stop my travels for a random guy I met, you know. I was ready to stop because it clicked. Because I realised that all I ever wanted... what I was looking for all over the world, it's right here in this damn hotel room. It's ironic that I had to travel halfway across the world, just to realise this... right back at home."
Wooseok isn't quite sure if he successfully hides the way his heart is trying to jump out of his chest. It doesn't make sense. You don't fall in love over a weekend. You just don't. At least Wooseok doesn't. It's not real and he knows he won't feel this way as soon as he gets home. As soon as he steps in his office and gets to work, he'll feel different. He just knows and he can't put that kind of burden on Jinhyuk later on. He doesn't want to make promises that he can't keep.
It doesn't do anything to stop the tingling sensation he feels in his gut area, let alone the ridiculously fast pace of his heartbeat. Jinhyuk likes him and he wants to see him again but he can't let himself get stuck at that. He can't allow himself to lose focus like that.
"I'm sorry," is all he says and Jinhyuk sighs then smiles and nods.
"No, I'm sorry," he retorts. "I'll go take a real shower."
"I think I'll go back to my room as well," Wooseok adds before Jinhyuk disappears in the bathroom.
"You can stay if you want to," the other says.
"I'm good," Wooseok forces a smile. "I have to check a couple of things with my friends anyway... before we leave tomorrow."
"Sure," Jinhyuk doesn't wait to see him off but instead closes the door of the bathroom. Wooseok hears the water from the shower turn on as he gathers his clothes and belongings and sneaks out before Jinhyuk comes back to the room.
When he returns to the suite, he finds his friends playing cards in the lounge area. They look up at him in surprise.
"Well, hello," Sooil exclaims with a piece of liquorice hanging out of his mouth. "Where's Mr. Loverboy?"
Wooseok just shoots him a look that he hopes tells his friends that he does not - under any circumstances - want to talk about it right now. He knows, however, that even if his looks could speak, his friends would still ignore their messages and start asking questions anyway, so he takes a sharp left turn and walks into his room.
"Uh-oh," he hears Minsoo say.
"Trouble in paradise," Changhyun adds.
Less than five seconds after he closes the door behind himself, it springs open again and all three of his friends barge in to sit on his bed.
"What happened?" Minsoo asks with audible concern in his voice.
"Did you have a fight with Jinhyuk?" Sooil follows up.
Wooseok throws the things that he's been holding that he took with him from Jinhyuk's room in a corner. He then grabs a towel and, without a word, walks towards his and Minsoo's en suite bathroom to take a shower as well.
"Alright," Changhyun calls after him. "You'll tell us later. We can wait. We're just your best friends, whatever."
And they do wait. When Wooseok returns from his shower, he finds them still on his bed, still playing cards, still staring at him in concern.
"Stop looking at me like that," he says in annoyance. "I'm fine."
"You don't look fine," Minsoo argues.
"You look the very opposite of fine," Changhyun elaborates.
"It's nothing," Wooseok brushes it off with a hand. "I didn't sleep much and Jinhyuk and I had a little disagreement. It's all good, I think I just need a nap."
"No, my friend," Sooil says. "What you need is the opposite of a nap. You need an adventure!"
"Wasn't this weekend the adventure?" Wooseok asks hopefully.
"Nah-ah," Sooil shakes his head vehemently and Wooseok watches the liquorice fall out of his mouth onto the floor. "We didn't even do anything!"
"Yeah, you found a cutie and spent the whole weekend making out with him in his room," Changhyun adds. "While most certainly a great way to spend a weekend, I would argue there is not much of an adventure in there, now is it?"
"Guys," Minsoo's voice sounds much more serious than the others'. "I think what he needs right now is to talk. Do you want to tell us what happened?"
"Bullshit," Sooil shouts. "He doesn't want to talk, clearly. Do you even know him at all?"
"I'm his best friend," Minsoo calls out.
"Then you know that it's useless to try and get something out of him when he looks like this," Sooil points at Wooseok. "He's a sulker. He won't talk until he's done sulking but not today! Not on my watch! We're going bungee-jumping!"
"Why the fuck does everyone here want to bungee-jump?" Woosoek exclaims.
"Because they've put up a bungee-jumping thingy right down at the beach," Changhyun explains. "Just a 10-minute walk from here. Seriously, you haven't been out at all?"
"You need this," Sooil deadpans.
"He doesn't need it," Minsoo retorts then turns around to look at Wooseok. "Wooseok, you don't need to do anything crazy like that, they're just being stupid as always. If you need to talk-"
"I'll do it," Wooseok cuts him off.
"What?" His friends call out in unison.
"Seriously?" Sooil gets up from the bed and puts both of his hands on either side of Wooseok's arms. "I honestly didn't think it would work, I just thought the more ridiculous things I suggest the faster you'll open up to us but hey, this is much better!"
"Yes," Changhyun screams. "And it's also super safe! Like, even if the rope snaps, you'd just fall into the water anyway."
"Oh my god, Changhyun, don't ruin this for us!"
"You really don't have to do it, Wooseok," Minsoo throws in.
"But I want to," Wooseok hopes he sounds more confident than he feels. "I never do anything like this. Maybe it's time to try something scary. Something out of my comfort zone."
He doesn't really know why bungee-jumping sounds like the thing to do to get his mind off of Jinhyuk. He doesn't know why this is the way he hopes to release the weird sensation that has been squeezing around his chest since the moment he left Jinhyuk's room. But for some reason, bungee-jumping feels like the right thing to do and he also feels like he owes his friends at least one crazy adventure before they leave and he buries himself in work again. Who knows when they'd manage to get all together again.
"Can we go, like, now?" He asks nervously. "Before I change my mind."
"Yes," Sooil exclaims. "Pack up, boys! Put on your sunscreen, don't wear flipflops and let's get out of here!"
Changhyun woos then gets up on the bed and starts to twerk to no music at all. Minsoo just stares at Wooseok, probably trying to figure out if he should just go with it or try to change his mind. Apparently, he decides to do the former and also gets up to find a pair of sneakers and his sunglasses.
Wooseok puts on some clothes. He decides there is no point to dry or style his hair just to jump off of somewhere and potentially throw up all over himself. So, he just grabs his wallet and a pair of sunglasses and they head out to the beach.
His friends were right. About a 10-minute walk in the opposite direction of where he went to his dinner date with Jinhyuk the other day, there is a crane-like structure off of where he can see people bungee-jump in the distance. He already felt nervous just talking about it in the hotel room but now that he's standing right in front of it, Wooseok is not so sure anymore that he's ready to go through with it.
He doesn't say anything, though. And before he even knows it, his friends - mainly Sooil - drag him up and onto the structure. When he looks down, he's right above the water but quite close to the shore which makes Changhyun absolutely wrong. If the cord were to snap, he would most definitely crash onto the floor and die.
It's about 60 meters high up in the air and Wooseok already feels like there is no way he is not going shit himself jumping off of this thing but he doesn't back out. Not until Changhyun decides to go first and he watches his friend just disappear and fall down. He can't even look down but he can hear that idiot scream and laugh and that is enough proof that Changhyun survived his jump.
"So, how many people have died doing this?" Wooseok asks the man who starts attaching the equipment around his stomach.
"Here?" The man laughs. "Nobody ever died here."
"But how safe is this..." Wooseok cringes. "Sport, in general?"
"Don't worry, buddy," the man reassures him. "You're safe here. The chances of you dying in a bungee-jump are 1 in 500'000, you're more likely to get killed in a car crash."
"Those are great odds," Sooil exclaims. "Nothing is going to happen. The biggest risk that you're exposed to up here is the risk of having fun!"
"I don't know, Sooil," Wooseok says shakily. "It looks much scarier from up here."
"Didn't you want to do something scary? Something out of your comfort zone?"
"Yes, I guess," Wooseok's voice suddenly becomes very thin. "Okay, I can do this."
"Of course, you can," Sooil pats his shoulder from behind. "You can do anything you want, you're Kim fucking Wooseok! A great friend! A CEO! A philanthropist! An exotic beauty!"
"Alright, I'll just jump so I can get away from you," the smaller male rolls his eyes as his friend continues to hype him up 60 meters up in the air.
Before he can even process what is happening, the man he talked to just seconds ago suddenly pushes him to the front of the crane and starts counting down from five. He can only faintly hear Sooil and Minsoo counting with him and then suddenly, "Three, two, ONE!"
He jumps.
The free fall does not feel fun. It does not feel like freedom. It's horrible. Wooseok hates it. All those people who tell you that doing something like this would feel awesome are adrenaline junkies. That's it. That's his conclusion.
Because he does feel the adrenaline. But he also feels the fear. The absolute terror of just falling down. His heart is racing but then again, that's literally how it has been feeling this entire weekend. In a split second, he sees all the events of the past two days flash before his eyes. Almost all of it is Jinhyuk.
How can he be falling into an abyss, potentially into death and still thinking of Jinhyuk. Nothing makes sense and suddenly, just before he thinks he's about to crash, the cord swings back. He's slightly pulled up again then he falls a little again. Up and down just like that until he stops falling altogether and just dangles off of the crane, feeling absolutely miserable and ready to be detached from the apparatus around his middle.
The crane turns a little to the side and swings Wooseok with it until another man grabs him and pulls him onto a heightened surface right at the beach. He gets detached from the cord and shakily walks a bit further up the beach just to sit down on the sand and try to gather himself again.
He did it. He bungee-jumped. It was not fun and he doesn't want to do it ever again. But he doesn't regret it, weirdly enough. Not because he thinks the experience of falling down from a 60 meters tall crane added anything to the quality of his life but because in the free fall, he realised something he didn't want to admit to himself. If he hadn't bungee-jumped maybe he wouldn't have come to this realisation until it was way too late and nothing could be done.
"Wooseok," Changhyun's voice suddenly sounds super loud next to him. "You did it!"
"I know," Wooseok retorts.
"I'm so proud," Changhyun hugs him and swings them back and forth a little. In the background, he can hear Sooil shouting. He'd just jumped as well and is being pulled onto the beach. That means there's only Minsoo up there.
Wooseok isn't worried about Minsoo at all. He knows his best friend will probably bungee-jump and not even make a sound, then walk up to them as if nothing even happened. But Wooseok won't be there to greet him, he won't even be there to hear Sooils praise.
"Changhyun," he squishes his friend's face with both of his hands. "Tell Minsoo and Sooil that I'm really sorry but I have to go. I'll make it up to you guys when we're back in Seoul, you can all get a whole year of free massages on me or something. I'll even go clubbing with you but I have to go now."
"I understand," Changhyun says. "But are you coming back to the room later?"
"I don't know," Wooseok answers truthfully. "Depends on how it goes. Otherwise, I'll see you guys tomorrow when I come to wake you all up, okay?"
"Okay," Changhyun laughs. "Go get him, tiger!"
Wooseok plants a very wet kiss on Changhyun's left cheek and his friend responds with a disgusted face.
It takes a good two minutes for Jinhyuk to open the door to his hotel room after Wooseok knocks.
"Wooseok," the taller male says in a surprised voice.
"010 717 6552," Wooseok quickly recites.
"What?" Jinhyuk furrows his eyebrows and looks at him in confusion.
"010 717 6552," Wooseok repeats slightly out of breath. "That's my number. You wanted to text me after Australia, remember?"
"I do remember but-" Wooseok interrupts him, "So, text me. Call me, spam me, do whatever you want with it but just promise that you will come back and I'll wait."
Jinhyuk doesn't say anything for a couple of seconds that feel like an eternity. He just stares at Wooseok with his mouth slightly agape. Then without a word, he grabs the smaller man and pulls him into the room and into his embrace. They kiss, much more passionately. With much more meaning behind every brush of their lips against each other.
Wooseok feels good. Now this feels good. This is fun. This is the right kind of adrenaline rush for him. He almost doesn't want to ever stop kissing Jinhyuk again but he does feel the need to separate their lips for a second, so he can say one more thing, "I bungee-jumped."
"What?" Jinhyuk exhales a laugh.
"I bungee-jumped."
"When?"
"After I left here today," Wooseok elaborates.
"You were only gone for like an hour and a half," Jinhyuk argues in disbelief.
"And that's apparently all the time it takes for my friends to make me climb up a crane and jump off of it again."
Jinhyuk laughs heartily this time. "A great bunch of friends you have there," he says. "And? How was it?"
"Absolutely horrible," Wooseok shakes his head. "I hated it."
"I guess your idea of fun still wins," Jinhyuk says with a chuckle before he pulls Wooseok flush against himself again and kisses him a little deeper.
Jinhyuk's kisses guide them towards his bed but Wooseok is not completely done yet, "Wait," he nudges Jinhyuk away from himself and pushes him to sit down on the bed while Wooseok stands in front of him.
"When I was falling down there," Wooseok starts. "It suddenly hit me. I wasn't scared of the crash, I was scared of the fall."
Jinhyuk looks at him with narrowed eyes and reaches out to at least hold Wooseok's hand if he can't kiss him just yet.
"I mean, while I was falling, it didn't really matter anymore. If I crash, I crash. I wouldn't know anything about it. Sure, it would be painful but there was nothing I could do about it at that moment, I was already falling. It's the fall that was scary. That sinking emotion in my gut, the possibility of it ending badly, the unknown. That's the scary part."
"Now you know," Jinhyuk concludes.
"Wait, I'm trying to make a point," Wooseok elaborates. "It was that moment just before I jumped, just before I really fell while I was already leaning into it. That was the moment I could have still done something, I could have held onto the rail or stepped back or who knows what but once I fell it was easy. I still hated it but it was easy. It was just not my idea of fun."
Jinhyuk is still looking at him a little dumbfounded. "I'm afraid, I'm not seeing your point."
"That's because you won't let me finish," Wooseok says with a little poke to the tip of Jinhyuk's nose. "Anyway, so I did it but it was not my idea of fun. You, however... this, us, the way we... fit. This is fun. Kissing you is fun. Talking to you is fun. Sleeping with you is fun. Even just watching you eat is very very fun, Jinhyuk. But when I was standing at the edge of falling for you, I got scared and I pulled back. I held onto the rail. I took a step away. But how will I know if you're my idea of fun if I don't just let myself fall for you? If I don't just jump, how will I know if it won't end in a crush and I'll happily swing in the air; free fall, adrenaline, freedom and all? I can't possibly know if we'll crash. You know, the odds are 1 in 500'000 that you could get killed in a bungee-jump. I don't know the statistics but I think there's a much higher chance for me to have my heart broken if I let myself fall for someone. But even though I don't really know you for that long, I kinda feel that it's going to be fine if it's you. I think I can feel safe falling for you."
When he finishes, Jinhyuk doesn't say anything at all but just looks up at Wooseok with the softest smile and sparkling eyes.
"You can talk now," Wooseok concludes and moves a step closer to Jinhyuk on the bed, so he is now standing between the other's legs with his hands on his shoulders.
"I don't really have anything to say," Jinhyuk softly says. "I promise I'll be back."
"Then I'll wait," Wooseok feels happy - really happy - when he leans down and lets himself slide onto Jinhyuk's lap to kiss him senseless again. It feels good. He's not scared of Jinhyuk's departure anymore. He just knows they'll be back together again. Not very soon but soon enough. He can wait.
It's crazy that Jinhyuk had to travel all over Europe just to find what he's been looking for right at home from where he left. It's even crazier that Wooseok will one day forget that he ever bungee-jumped in his life but he won't forget that moment when this one handsome stranger pulled out a chair and sat down right in front of him.