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Yoongi slowly opened his eyes, annoyed by the intense light filtering through the slits of the blind, crossed his arms over his head and stretched gently, relaxing the muscles in his body that were numb from the disuse of the night.
A familiar hand slipped under his pajama shirt, touching his waist and dragging his caresses towards his stomach causing small tickles in his wake and the older one couldn't help but form a cute smile on his face.
He snuggled under the covers again enjoying the caresses and pressed his back to his partner's chest, causing him to break into a beautiful laugh.
“Good morning, darling.” Hoseok whispered in his ear, his voice rough, soft and hoarse, a clear sign that he had just woken up. He placed a delicate kiss on the nape of the human ball in his arms, sending a wave of electric shocks down his spine.
“Good morning, sweetie, it’s sunday, today it’s your turn to make breakfast.” Yoongi mumbled, still half asleep and turned in Hoseok’s arms to hug him back. Yoongi pressed his forehead to Hoseok’s chest.
“It’s funny, darling, because it’s always my turn to do it.” The dark-haired man replied with a heart-shaped smile on his face and when he saw the grimace that his partner made.
Yoongi squinted his eyes and wrinkled his nose. Hoseok couldn’t help but to take his face between his hands, squeezing his cheeks lovingly, and leaving dozens of little kisses on his cheekbones, his little nose, his forehead and his lips, feeling the softness and sweetness of them.
“I will prepare you a delicious breakfast and then we can enjoy our day, okay?” He consulted him without ceasing to spread kisses here and there, watching the face of his boyfriend with a silly smile..
Yoongi loosened his grip around Hoseok’s body and nodded vigorously, placing one last kiss on his lips before he got out of bed and went to the kitchen to prepare his special breakfast.
Yes, today was Sunday, and it was that day of the week that they had 100% for each other.
That day of the week when they could have more than just a strong and too hot espresso because there was no time to wait for it to cool down.
That day of the week when they took the opportunity to do all (or almost all) of the things that they had been writing down on their '' 솝 Sunday'' list throughout the week.
They maintained an immovable and unchangeable tradition, the delicious waffles with honey and fruits that Hobi cooked every Sunday and enjoyed together snuggled in bed, kissing between bites.
Yoongi sat down gently on the bed, rubbed his eyes and felt his skin crawl due to the cold winter air that crept in through the window and chilled his bare arms. He missed the warmth of Hoseok's body already.
From where he was sitting he could see him moving across the kitchen, from one side to the other, with his bare feet sliding over the warm floor, thanks to the heating of his home, and in shorts, exposing his legs.
Yoongi smiled, happy to have him by his side, he had searched so much, he had lost so much but he had won fifty times more the moment he found Hoseok.
He recapped everything they had experienced those last five years together.
How Hoseok had guided him out of the darkness he lost himself in, how he had reached out a hand when he needed it most and showed him the path that they could walk together.
Yoongi's eyes were already burning from everything he had cried in the last hours, he could barely see due to his blurred vision and he felt the wet pillow under his cheek, his chest was tight and he just wanted all that pain to be gone, he didn’t want to feel anymore.
Yoongi sat on the bed with his back against the wall, brought his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around them to hide his face between them.
A light knock on the door snapped him out of his reverie.
It must be Hoseok, he had called him during his meltdown and the younger had promised that he would be there as quickly as possible, and not even 20 minutes had passed since that.
Yoongi wanted to tell him to come in but could not phrase a word due to his tears.
A desperate and pitiful gasp escaped his lips, alerting Hoseok who was waiting on the other side of the door and who decided to enter without waiting for permission.
He closed the door behind himself and looked at the small young man who had become the person he loved the most, the boy’s eyes red and swollen with tears, his body shaking and his chest heaving, looking for some oxygen to feed on.
Hoseok's eyes began to sting, threatening to fill with tears and quickly and in long strides he approached Yoongi and enveloped him with his strong and warm arms, cradled him against his body and stroking with his long fingers through his hair, stroking and pulling gently some of the blonde locks.
Once in his arms Yoongi broke down and burst into tears once more.
“Quiet, little one, Hobi is already here. I'm here,” He whispered lovingly into his ear, hugging him tighter as Yoongi gently scratched his back in an attempt to cling to his shirt. “Shh, I’m here, let me take care of you.”
Hoseok starts to caress him, in a desperate attempt to comfort him, to heal him, to take care of him. This was not the first time that this happened and it looks like this crisis was more frequent now, the options were starting to run out and the only thing he could think of was the impotence that was devouring his soul for not being able to heal his wounded heart.
Their travels..
“Honey, are you sure it's around here?” Hoseok asked curiously as he looked at the path his boyfriend was taking and at the map he had in his hands. “According to this we should have turned the other way..” He made a worried face and he adjusted his seatbelt, still turning the map in an attempt to find the right way.
“Don’t worry, I already did this way before, I’m 100% sure that it’s around here, we will be seeing the coast and the waves of the sea faster than you expect, it should not take more than two hours to get there.” Yoongi replied with a wide smile on his face as he lowered the gear from the truck.
He then placed his hand on his boyfriend's thigh and squeezed it gently.
“Okay, if you say so…” Hobi nibbled on his lower lip a bit unsure, but tried to relax and turned on the music he had turned off the moment they reached the intersection.
They continued driving for a couple of hours, time passed and there was no sign of the coast, neither the sea nor the seagulls and even more and more mountains rose to their sides.
The smile on Yoongi's face had already faded and had been replaced by a worried expression, frowning and wrinkling his nose a little.
Hobi tried to cheer him up by making cute noises and dancing in his seat to the music but nothing seemed to make the situation better.
“Honey, it's okay, don't worry, we'll get there, maybe it was a bit further than you remember.” Hoseok said softly as he stroked a lock of his boyfriend's hair behind his ear and caressed his cheek.
Yoongi sighed a little and he seemed to relax slightly as the corners of his mouth lifted a little, changing into a smile.
A few minutes later, what appeared to be a cabin complex began to loom in the distance and Hoseok pointed it out to Yoongi, pointing at the horizon with his finger.
“We should stop there and ask for directions, maybe we missed some other intersection and they can help us find it.” Hobi turned his body facing his boyfriend and smiled widely, encouraging him. Yoongi glanced at him and couldn't help but smile when he noticed his partner's happiness.
They both knew they were lost but the older one was too proud to say it out loud and Hoseok too good to make it noticed.
“Okay, it won't hurt anyone if we stop to ask, we're already a couple hours late, a few more minutes don't make a difference.” He answered, resigned, and with his eyes he searched for the sign that indicates the deviation to go down to the cabins.
A few meters ahead, a yellow sign with an arrow pointing to their left pointed their way. Yoongi slowed down, checking his rearview mirrors for other cars behind him, and crossed the road, facing the dirt road toward the cabins.
It did not take them more than fifteen minutes to reach the group of cabins they had seen from the route, which Hoseok passed with a hand on his boyfriend's thigh, caressing him provocatively, with a sly smile on his face, and the older one tried not to lose his concentration on the path in front of him.
Once there they could see that the cabins were on the shore of a large and beautiful lake, Yoongi parked the truck and looked at Hoseok seriously as he held back his laughter.
“That was wrong and you know it, right?” Yoongi was trying to hold back his laughter and look annoyed by the situation. “You were distracting me, we could have got off track or something.” He tapped Hoseok's forehead with the tip of one of his fingers.
“Was I distracting you? I'm so sorry, it was not my intention,” He responded showing off innocence in his voice and playing with his fingers. “I just wanted to relax you a bit, you seemed tense.”
“I'm going to get revenge, Jung Hoseok,” Yoongi twisted his head a little and got dangerously close to his partner's face. “I'm going to get revenge and you won't like it.”
“Oh, yeah? And how are you going to do it?” Hoseok finished off, unbuckling his seatbelt and leaning into the driver's seat. “I’m curious.” They brushed their lips gently and Hobi put his hand back on the other one's leg.
“We..” A tapping on the window glass interrupted whatever Yoongi was going to say.
A middle-aged lady was looking at them from the other side of the window with a huge smile. Hoseok walked away from his boyfriend with his cheeks colored with a tender crimson, Yoongi cleared his throat a bit embarrassed and lowered the window, smiling shyly at the lady.
“Good afternoon guys, sorry to interrupt you but I’m the owner of these cabins and I would like to know if I could help you with something.” She said cheerfully from where she was standing.
“Hmm, we're actually looking for our way to the coast, I think we are a little lost.” Yoongi replied, running his hand gently on the back of his neck. The lady gave a laugh that left both boys confused and pointed a finger behind them.
“Honey, the closest coastal town is five hours to the other side, I think you are more than "a little lost".” She made the gesture of the quotation marks with his fingers and Hoseok widened his eyes as he looked at his boyfriend.
The gentle lady explained to them which way they should have taken and Yoongi remembered that that one was the path that Hoseok had warned him to follow. He looked at him with guilt in his eyes and his boyfriend returned his gaze with a smile, he knew what he was thinking.
“It’s okay, baby, don’t worry, we can spend the night here and go back to the road tomorrow, what do you think?” He caressed Yoongi’s cheek con tenderness and nodded encouragingly. “This place is so beautiful, it wouldn’t be a bad thing to stay here tonight.”
Yoongi agreed with a wide smile on his face and both of them got out of the car.
The oldest approached the shore of the lake to admire how the sun hid on the horizon while Hoseok took care of the payments on the reception.
A few minutes later he could feel a pair of strong arms hugging him from behind, placing two soft hands on his waist, a delicate kiss was peck on his cheek.
“I’m sorry, I know you were right and I didn’t listen to you.” Yoongi said, supporting the back of his head on Hoseok, who continued kissing his cheek.
“Baby, please, we were going to the coast like we always did and now we are in beautiful cabins on the edge of an incredible lake with wonderful views,” He caressed Yoongi's waist gently, making him close his eyes as he enjoyed them. “I wouldn't mind spending our vacation here at all.” Hoseok lifted his kisses up to the opposite ear and bit it delicately making Yoongi gasp and place his hands over Hoseok's.
“They already gave us a cabin?” He asked, glancing at him, a mischievous smile plastered on his face. Hoseok continued kissing his jawline.
“Yes, why don't we go inside and you finish telling me about that revenge you were talking about?” He whispered in his ear, making Yoongi finally freaking out.
Their secret meetings in the early morning..
Hoseok was sitting on his bed, with his legs crossed and his laptop on top of them, he was looking for a movie.
Apparently Yoongi went out without telling him and also didn’t answer Hoseok’s messages until now, therefore he was getting bored.
Hoseok clicked his tongue when he couldn’t find something good to watch and closed the laptop, placing it gently on its nightstand.
He got up determined to put on his pajamas when he heard a soft sound, like a tap.
He stood still in the middle of his room looking around, a little scared by the sound.
Hoseok ran the palm of his hands over his chest trying to calm himself when a loud shattering sound from his window made him flinch .
He slowly approached it with doubtful steps and when he was in front of it, Hoseok noticed a large stone in the middle of the room which broke the glass into thousands of pieces, making him let out a totally frantic cry.
He quickly hurried back to it and crouched down to pick it up, looking for any hidden messages.
“Oh no, honey! I’m so sorry! Sorry sorry, I promise to pay you!” He heard a familiar voice from outside.
He ran to the window and stuck his head out, finding Yoongi smiling cutely up at him, shyly waving while the other hand was on his back, almost in an innocent gesture.
“Min Yoongi, it's three in the morning and you broke my window, wasn't it easier to ring the bell? You know I live alone, there is no problem that you come whenever you want” Hobi shouted from the window, trying to sound angry because the sight of his boyfriend standing there, embarrassed by what he had just done, was melting his heart.
“I know but the other day we saw this movie where the boy went to his girlfriend's house and did this to get her attention and I thought it was something romantic, I don’t know, I’m sorry” He said pouting, now with both hands behind his back, nudging the grass with the tip of his foot, crestfallen. Hoseok couldn't hold it back any longer and laughed, his heart filled with love and happiness.
“You are a fool .. come up, come on”
All the times Hobi took him to his dance studio to teach him how to dance and they ended up sitting on the floor under the room lights, kissing and caressing each other like teenagers..
“Are you getting it?” Hoseok looked at his boyfriend after showing him a simple sequence and couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw the confused expression on his boyfriend’s face. “Easy, darling, don't be scared, it's not as difficult as it seems, eh?” He went to the stereo and turned off the music, then walked back to Yoongi. “You just have to try and practice a lot.”
He approached him and took his hands into his, bringing them close to his face and kissing his knuckles gently, Yoongi groaned softly looking at Hoseok, admiring how Hoseok was kissing his hands.
“Why do you want to teach me how to dance? You are the one that is good at this, I can't just.. watch you?” A tiny pout settled on his lips and his eyes sparkled.
“Because it’s a nice thing to do together,” He kissed one of his fingers. “And it’s so fun to dance with you,” He kissed the next finger. “We had a good time together and it’s my perfect excuse to spend a little more time with you.” Hoseok finished kissing all his fingers and looked at him at the eyes.
Yoongi pulled his hands from Hoseok’s grip and sat on the wooden floor with his legs crossed. He pulled his hands from Hoseok’s grip and crossed them over his chest too, pouting.
-I also want to spend more time with you but this is too difficult for me. I just prefer to see you dance because you make it look so beautiful, I can continue playing the piano- He looked at him with puppy eyes and Hobi smiled sweetly, knelt in front of him and caressed his cheek gently, enjoying the softness of the touch. Yoongi closed his eyes, breathing when he felt the tranquility that the minor's caresses gave him.
Out of inertia he twisted his head a little and snuggled into the delicate hand of his partner, his eyes still closed.
Hoseok looked at him with admiration in his eyes, with all the love that his heart held for him, he had never loved someone so much in his life and he would never love anyone else like this again.
“I love you so much” He leaned over to Yoongi slowly and planted a feeling-filled kiss on the other's lips, beginning a new session of slow and gentle kisses that would take all afternoon.
When Yoongi took him to his own study and Hoseok always sat next to him leaning his head on his shoulder while listening to him play the piano, like that time, two years ago, when their hearts were so broken that they believed that everything was coming to an end..
Yoongi's long and thin fingers glided over the delicate black and white keys singing a soft and sad melody.
He just had a heated argument with Hoseok about another stupidity and the only thing that could help him clear his mind was the instrument in front of him, he closed his eyes for a few seconds trying to hold back his tears.
"I'm never gonna let you close to me even though you mean the most to me ‘cause every time I open up, it hurts…" He began to sing with a broken voice. He loved Hoseok, he loved him so much, but their fights were starting to become unbearable. They both worked too hard, they came home exhausted and all they did was argue until they went to sleep.
"But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry and every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry…"
They weren't even sleeping in the same bed anymore.
"And every time you walk out, the less I love you, baby, we don't stand a chance, it's sad but it's true…"
He heard someone enter his studio with careful steps, approaching him.
He knew it was Hoseok but he no longer had the strength to push him away, he did not want to continue arguing with him. His soul ached every time they ended up raising their voices. It hurt his heart whenever Hoseok slammed the front door shut and didn't come home until the next morning, locking himself in his dance studio all night because dancing was the only thing he could do to stop thinking.
"I know you're thinking I'm heartless, I know you're thinking I'm cold, I'm just protecting my innocence, I'm just protecting my soul…"
He knew that it hurt his boyfriend too when he was the one who left after the fight, and spent the whole night driving through the town just so he wouldn't come home and start another argument.
Hoseok sat next to him on the piano bench and looked at him with his big brown eyes but Yoongi didn’t return his gaze, he couldn’t-he did not want to break. He missed him so much. They missed each other so much.
"I’m never gonna let you close to me though you mean the most to me ‘cause everytime I open up it hurts.."
It was several stanzas ago that he had allowed tears to finally slide down his cheeks, drenching his face and falling onto the front of his black T-shirt. Hoseok's favorite shirt.
"So I'm never gonna get too close to you even when I mean the most to you In case you go and leave me in the dirt…"
By this time Hoseok was also crying uncontrollably, his head resting on his boyfriend's shoulder, his eyes closed and his body shaking.
"And every time you walk out, the less I love you, baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true.."
Yoongi could no longer continue, he did not know how to do it. His hands remained static on the keyboard, his voice broke almost as much as his heart already did and he looked down at his boyfriend, who was covering his mouth with the sleeve of his sweater, trying to hold back the pitiful gasps that came out of his mouth.
The older one wiped away his own tears as best he could, turned gently and wrapped Hoseok in his arms, holding him tight, letting him cry if it was what he needed. Letting themselves cry together.
"W-we'll b-be fi-fine, right?" Hobi asked between hiccups, clinging tightly to Yoongi's shirt, drenching the fabric with his tears.
"Of course we will, honey. Of course we will. I will always be here for you." He kissed his forehead gently and squeezed his own eyes tight. They missed each other so much.
He released one of his hands to grab Hoseok by the chin to guide his face up, they looked at each other, both crying. Both with blurry eyes.
"I love you, Hoseok, I loved you, I love you and I will love you forever, no matter what" He whispered with a small smile on his face and before the other could answer he kissed him gently. A soft and salty kiss because of the tears on their lips but full of sweetlove.
After that afternoon, things slowly began to improve. At their own pace.
Every afternoon they spent playing and laughing until their stomachs ached.
They were running through the park of Hoseok's house.
He was in the front, screaming euphorically and escaping from his boyfriend who was chasing him with his hands full of cream from the cake that they had just ruined, and that was supposed to be their afternoon snack.
"Stop, Yoongi, please! I just took a shower!" The younger screamed as best he could out of breath.
He saw out of the corner of his eye how Yoongi stopped running and squatted down, resting the back of his hands (where he had no cream) on the grass, trying to catch his breath while he was unable to contain the laughter either.
Hobi stopped running as well and threw himself on his back on the grass, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his mouth half open and his eyes closed but still on alert in case his boyfriend thought of trying to chase him again.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, recovering under the heat of the midday sun and the soft spring breeze that tousled their hair.
After a while Hoseok rested the palms of his hands on the ground to sit up.
He was looking for Yoongi and found him a few meters from him, still squatting but with his gaze fixed on him, smiling like a fool without being able to stop looking at his face.
"Why are you looking at me? Did you stain my face?" Asked Hoseok when he noticed his gaze and touched his face with his own hands looking for any trace of the cream that Yoongi might have smeared on there. The blonde shook his head gently and chuckled.
"You don’t have anything on your face, it's just that.." He got up, walked to the picnic table they had prepared outside and took a cloth to wipe all the cream off his hands.
Then he approached to Hoseok again and sat next to him while he looked at him again, eyes full of devotion. "It's just that you're so beautiful.. and you make me so happy and I love you so much." He almost whispered, bringing his hand to his boyfriend's hands to take them and gently squeeze them. "What did I do to deserve you?"
Hoseok shook his head chuckling and leaned over to give him a sweet kiss on the lips. And another one. And another one.
"I could ask you the same thing, honey," he murmured looking at every detail of his face, "You are so good, so honest, your hugs give me so much peace."
Hoseok held Yoongi by the shoulders and brought him closer to his body to hug him while smiling.
"You paint my sky in all the colors that exist, you are the time I have left, the storm that turns my stomach every time you kiss me or touch me."
He gently kissed his cheek and separated only the tiniest bit to look at his eyes again.
"How could I pay you all that you love me?"
His first kiss, so many years ago..
For months, Yoongi had planned how to tell Hoseok that he liked him and tried not to let the thoughts about the possibility of his best friend rejecting him overwhelm and cower him.
That day would finally be the day.
He sent Hoseok a message inviting him to his house that afternoon because he wanted to show him a new track he was recording.
While he waited for Hoseok to arrive, he sat down in front of the piano, mentally preparing himself for what he was about to do.
It was not strange that he showed his friend everything new that he did or achieved. He sought his friend approval down to the smallest detail and that is something that Hoseok had already noticed a long time ago. The way his little eyes sparkled when he looked at Hoseok. The delicacy with which he touched his hands when he wanted to hold them. And of course he liked it. He loved it.
He had been in love with Yoongi since he was 13 years old and was never able to confess to him.
He thought about doing it for a long time now. Maybe this afternoon was going to be the perfect opportunity.
Hobi arrived a little earlier than expected at his Yoongi’s studio.
He keyed in the entry code and entered as if it were his home, because basically it was. After he left his shoes at the entrance, he walked down the corridor with trembling and sweaty hands. He stopped at the front door for a few seconds trying to calm his breathing.
Yoongi was startled when he heard the door open, he didn’t hear him come, and he wiped the sweat from his palms on his pants, turned and smiled weakly at Hoseok.
"Oh, hello, you came quickly.. come, sit down," he said patting the bench next to him and trying to keep his voice from shaking. "I wrote a song for you and I think it's ready so.. it's time for you to listen to it."
Once Hoseok approached him, he got into position again, with his hands on the piano.
Hoseok was shaking nervously while he walked around the bench and sat next to Yoongi. He swallowed hard and looked Yoongi in the face, contemplating the preciousness of his features.
"Sure, I'm listening." He whispered, lower than he planned for it to come out. Yoongi cleared his throat and began to play the first notes, sliding his nimble fingers over the keys of that beautiful piano.
"With every breath that I take I want you to share that air with me.. There's no promise that I won't keep, I'll climb a mountain, there's none too steep.."
Hoseok looked at him, immersed by the men in front of him. He admired the melody, his voice, and facial expression when he sang. He was so in love that his chest ached from hiding it so much.
"When it comes to you, don't be blind, watch me speak from my heart, when it comes to you.. comes to you.."
The younger already felt his eyes starting to fill with tears, it was really happening. He had come with the intention of declaring his love to his best friend and instead it was he who was receiving a declaration and in the most beautiful way he could have imagined.
"Cupid ain't a lie, arrow got your name on it, oh yeah, don't miss out on love and regret yourself on it…. Share my life, it's yours to keep, now that I give to you all of me.."
He rested his head on Yoongi's shoulder like he always did and resisted the urge to kiss him so that he could let Yoongi finish the piece and could appreciate the song he wrote for him.
He closed his eyes as the older man finished the beautiful melody he had composed.
Once Yoongi’s hands were static on the keyboard, Hobi was encouraged to turn and look at his face.
"Yoons, that was beautiful, it really was" He said with a broken voice and a huge smile on his face.
Yoongi looked at him with some panic in his eyes, not realizing how his friend really felt for him.
So when he wanted to speak and say the speech he had prepared, the words didn’t want to come out.
Fear clouded his mind and he didn't know what to say. He opened and closed his mouth a few times as Hoseok looked at him expectantly and tried not to laugh at the helpless boy in front of him. Yoongi stared at him for a few more seconds and gave up, lowered his gaze and planted it on the keyboard once more.
"Mmm, I'm glad you liked it." He forced a laugh, hiding his urge to cry for being a coward and hit some keys randomly, to loosen the atmosphere.
Hoseok shook his head, reached out and took him by the chin causing Yoongi to startle.
"Okay, if you don't say it, I'll have to say it," he smiled reassuring and Yoongi looked at him with eyes full of confusion. "Yoongi, I like you too and I like you very much, I liked you since I was, I don't know, 13 years old maybe," he raised his shoulders in doubt and laughed softly, letting go of the face of his friend who was looking at him with his mouth open, unable to believe it. "I liked you for a long time alreadyand I didn't know how to tell you for the fear that you wouldn't feel the same. I was about to do it several times but, I don't know, maybe the fea.." Hoseok’s rambling was interrupted when Yoongi’s lips collided with his.
He was surprised for a moment but then Hoseok wrapped his arms around Yoongi's neck and reciprocated the kiss gently.
Their lips felt soft brushing against each other, molded into each other’s mouth as if it was meant to be, as if their mouths were made for each other, as if they fit together perfectly.
Soon their tongues found their way into their mouths as if they had traveled it before and Hoseok brought his hands to Yoongi's hair, stroking it and giving his highlights a little tugging.
The older one grabbed Hoseok by the waist and pulled him into his lap so that he could better wrap his arms around him and kiss him more comfortably. Hobi laughed against the other’s lips and separated only a few inches to look into his eyes and caress his cheeks.
"I love you so much, Yoongi." He whispered lightly brushing Yoongi’s lips with his and he smiled widely, his eyes shining as if thousands of stars had settled there and he kissed him again, with the idea of never letting him go again.
Their sundays.
Small tears began to run down Yoongi’s soft cheeks and he didn’t even bother to wipe them away so that his boyfriend wouldn't see them. No. Because they were tears of happiness. He just let them flow. They were the tears of someone who, after suffering for so long, having gone through so many loves and heartbreaks that didn't do him good and emptied his soul , could finally say that he was completely happy with the person he loved the most by his side.
"It's ready, honey, could you help me bring everyth-?" Hoseok entered the room with a tray in his hands and a smile on his face that quickly vanished when he saw the love of his life crying.
He left the tray on the bedside table and quickly approached his boyfriend.
"What happens? What happened? Why are you crying? Does something hurt?" Hoseok wiped his tears very delicately and his eyes were full of concern and Yoongi could only smile back at him.
"No, honey, nothing's wrong with me, nothing hurts. Quite the opposite. I'm so happy," he sniffed his nose and opened his arms for Hobi to snuggle into them, who didn't hesitate for two seconds to get under the covers and lie on Yoongi's chest. " You came to me to heal me, to teach me how to live, you took away all my fears and the only thing that matters to you is to make me happy, how could I pay you to love me so much? " He whispered into his boyfriend's hair and kissed the top of his head
Hoseok sat up and looked at him with sparkling eyes.
" If I could, I would lower all the stars in the sky to give them to you, so that all your nights and all your sunrises shine ." He left a short kiss on Hoseok’s lips and another on his forehead.
" I don't know if life will reach me but I want to always be the heat to calm your cold hands, I always want to take care of your smile because.. How could I pay you to love me so much?-" And before Hoseok could respond, Yoongi took him by the neck and pulled him close to kiss him with all the love his heart could give.
He kissed him knowing how much he loved him.
He kissed him knowing that he was kissing the love of his life, his safe place, his tower of strength, the one he would always goto when he needed a hand to hold on to and he always hoped to mean the same to Hoseok.
He wanted to be his refuge, his shoulder to cry, the person to laugh with. Yoongi wanted to be the one who would cause butterflies in Hoseok’s stomach, the one with whom he could talk about everything and nothing at the same time, whom he would look for every time he needed a caress, a kiss or a hug because how any other way could he make up for loving him so much?