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A man rested his head against the shoulder of another, rays of warmth glowing over them as they enjoyed the sunset going over the horizon. Hazel eyes closed shut, listening quietly to the chirping birds and rustles of leaves dancing against the gentle breeze.
"Will you love me even when I am no longer young?"
The darker haired man turned his head slightly to look down, finding only peace on his face.
He didn't answer.
• • •
The companions were sitting at the gazebo at a lake by their home, fingers interlaced and moving slowly as though shy about the intimate touches. Fingers with scattered traces of scars pulled the slender fingers closer, head tilting to brush his lips over his knuckles. His eyes fell to a close, desiring the ability to stop time in this very moment.
"Will you love me even when my hands are no longer smooth?"
Dark eyes flickered up to the question asked, once again only finding peace on the other man's face.
He didn't answer.
• • •
The man laid in their shared bed, one arm outstretched for the lover he waited to join him for the night. He appeared in the door way, figure illuminated by the dim lights behind him, he thought he looked like an ethereal being he was blessed with.
Silver rays of the moon's light shone through their window, giving enough to see each other in their embraces and exchange tender kisses.
"Joonghyuk-ah, will you love me even if I lose a bit of myself?"
His eyes found his and this time he could see something hidden behind them, a prickling of fear? Worry? Self doubt?
He shifted to pull his lover into his chest, wrapping his arms around his frame to hold him close and safe.
"Today, tomorrow, months later or years passed, I will always love you. When we are old together, I'll still kiss your hands every day, I'll still kiss your lips every night and I will always find you to be beautiful. Stay with me forever, because I won't just let you go, Kim Dokja."
His words were genuine and warmer than anything the reader felt in the world, eyes squeezing shut as he buried his head into the firm chest. Yoo Joonghyuk held him closely as they fell asleep, dreaming of the years they would spend together till the pine trees in their garden bloomed and withered countless times.
• • •
Even eternity will wait as I love you
angels' beauties will pale in blue
so whisper nothing but sweetness
and I will go to you regardless