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“Even wrinkled leaves
I put it in a pretty book
I want to give it to you only ”
Beomgyu took out his notebook from the shelf and sat down on his bed. He looked at its’ cover with a small smile on his face, he caressed the photos of the younger carefully.
“You’re so beautiful...” He murmured when his fingers touched one of the photos which Taehyun’s big doe eyes looked at him.
The younger always hated the photos that the older took out of nowhere, he said he looked bad. However he also refused to pose for him, even though he knew the older loved to photograph him the most.
He opened the notebook, a certain page had revealed itself. He took the yellow flower gently, trying not to harm the pedals which was already dry.
He looked at the flower with mesmerized eyes. He still remembered the time he picked it up.
It was a warm spring day, he was walking the younger to his dorm. Taehyun had scolded the older for taking another unexpected photo. Beomgyu told him that he looked so cute with his surprised face, his big eyes sparkling under the sun, almost turning into a honey shade.
Beomgyu was still astonished by the younger’s beauty. It had been ten years since they met but everyday, he was getting more mesmerized by him.
“You have billions of them.” Taehyun said, rolling his eyes as the older looked at his camera with a foolish smile.
“But it’s never enough.” Beomgyu replied, lifting his head. No matter how many photos he took, they were never enough to represent Taehyun’s grace.
He shook his head a little. His hair was getting longer, his bangs started to cover his eyes. He smiled at the younger as he turned his camera to him, showing him the photo. Taehyun didn’t even look at it, he was frowning.
“Delete it, hyung.” He said, voice stern.
“Then pose for me, Taehyun-ah.” Beomgyu said back, for the nth time.
“Never.”
“Same goes for me.”
Then Beomgyu saw the flower, it was swaying with the cool breeze on the sidewalk. He couldn’t help but kneeling down and picking the yellow flower up. He rushed back to the younger who was already a few meters away.
“Taehyun-ah!” He said as he slowed down. He reached out the dandelion to the younger.
Taehyun glanced between the flower and the boy, finally setting his glances on the older. “You just killed another flower.” He said before he headed to his dorm, Beomgyu following him while whining.
“Sorry again, little guy.” Beomgyu said as he placed the flower back on his notebook, carefully.
“Seriously, buy a beautiful bouquet from a florist, Gyu.”
Beomgyu looked up by the sudden voice of his older brother. He looked tired as he flopped down on his bed, his jet black hairs covering his eyes.
Beomgyu knew dandelions weren’t the first flowers that came up to mind when it was about romantic stuff. There were roses, lilacs and orchids, which was considered ‘beautiful’ rather than ‘random’ dandelions.
But these yellow flowers were the younger’s favorite–though he didn’t accept any of the older offered to him. He never fully told why he liked them, he only had said something about they were survivors.
“Taehyun likes them, hyung.” Beomgyu said as he put his notebook on his side table. He opened his phone to look at the clock, it was almost past midnight, no notifications.
“He already rejected you for like, a hundred times.” Soobin said as he turned around on his bed, shooting a look at the younger. His eyes were half closed, Beomgyu could see the purple circles under the older’s eyes. He was aware that the older’s insomnia kept getting worse. He was concerned and he hated how he couldn’t do anything. “You slaughtered almost all of the dandelions on the campus. When are you going to give up?”
A lot people said he was shamless or had no pride, running after a guy who rejected him for so many times was pathetic. However Beomgyu didn’t care because Taehyun never said that he didn’t like him, he just said no. He never pushed him away, even after five years he was still by his side. Beomgyu knew, he just had to find the right flower.
“At least I’m trying, hyung.” Beomgyu said, watching the older sighed. Soobin took his phone and looked at his lock screen where a pink haired boy was smiling for the camera.
After another sigh, he put down his phone and turned his head to look at his brother. His lips tried to curve into a smile but failed in the middle. “At least he posed for me, Gyu.” Soobin said teasingly but Beomgyu could hear the hurt under it.
“Shut up.” He said, he didn’t want to confront him more. “I’ll make a daisy tea, do you want some?” He asked, getting up from his bed. Beomgyu hated herbal tea but it was the only way to make Soobin drink something to ease his nerves without making him vulnerable. He knew, it didn’t cure the insomnia but he could at least do this.
“No need, I’m gonna take a walk.” Soobin said as he got up. He smiled at his brother when he saw the concerned look on his face. He took his phone and jacket, he ruffled the younger’s hairs. “I promise I won’t get killed, like your dandelions.”
“Will you pass me by with the wind?
Will you be planted in my heart?
On the step of unintentionally taking
I will hurt and turn ”
The end of his university life was getting closer as the assignments were getting heavier.
Beomgyu was tired, he could sleep only for ten hours in the past four days. He was just an art student, why the assignments had to be this hard?
“Gyu, get rest.” Soobin said from the couch where he was reading an article, his round glasses had slipped to his nose. It must’ve been nice to be graduated last year.
Beomgyu huffed as he pulled out some strands from his eyes. These long bangs started to drive him crazy, it was a good thing he lost his scissors last week.
“This one’s due is tomorrow and I have my finals next week. Hyung, I can’t rest.” He said as he flipped the page roughly, a polaroid fell to the table.
He picked it up and when he saw the photo, his frustration only grew bigger.
It was Taehyun who posed for Soobin who had taken the photo. Not that he didn’t like the photo, Taehyun was ethereal as always. It was just, he posed for everyone except Beomgyu, he let anybody else to take his photos, even Kai who didn’t know when to use the flash. But not Beomgyu whose major was photography.
He was about to scramble the polaroid when Soobin took it from him. He felt his brother’s hands on his head, he pulled the strands back and Beomgyu heard a click, his hairs didn’t fall back.
“Do you know why I graduated with the highest scores?” Soobin asked, caressing his brother’s forehead a little. Beomgyu sighed. “You always make the perfect news, no need to rub it to my face, hyung.” He replied.
Soobin chuckled and flicked his head, he sat next to him and faced to the younger. “The secret of preparing the most accurate and-I quote-perfect news is perspective.”
Beomgyu frowned, he was confused. “What does that supposed mean?” He asked, looking at his brother. Sure, in photography perspective was important but he couldn’t connect the dots.
“If you look at something with the same perspective every time, you’ll miss the details, Beomgyu-ya.” Soobin said, sliding the photo on the table.
“I have a meeting, I might come home late. Don’t overwork yourself and make sure you eat well.” Soobin got up, he patted the younger’s head and left.
Beomgyu looked at the photo for a while, he remembered the day, it was blurry though. A year ago, when Soobin graduated five of them decided to have a party. Everybody got drunk except Soobin, that was why he took so many photos that day, to remind them their stupidity.
However, in this photo Taehyun seemed to be sober. He was sitting on the couch, smiling softly. His doe eyes were sparkling although the light was dim. Behind him, Huening was passed out with Yeonjun next to him. Beomgyu wasn’t in the frame, he didn’t remember what he was doing too.
This photo didn’t need another perspective, it just remind Beomgyu that the younger let everybody else to take his photo.
He threw the photo somewhere and huffed again. “Perspective, my ass.” He whispered as he turned back to his assignment.
“Beomgyu hyung!”
Beomgyu stopped and looked behind. Taehyun caught him a few seconds later, frowning. “I called you last night, why didn’t you answer?” The younger asked.
Beomgyu didn’t say anything for a while, he was in a sour mood. His assignment wasn’t bad but it didn’t turned out what he wanted it to be, his finals were just a few days later and he was tired than ever. Like this wasn’t enough, Soobin had told him that he got a job offer that required him to be away for god knows how long.
He didn’t want to storm at the younger, that was why he was avoiding Taehyun. Maybe after more than five years, he was tired of running after him too.
He needed some time to himself.
“I was studying, sorry.” He murmured as he started to walk again, Taehyun following him. “You look tired, are you taking care of yourself?” The younger asked. Beomgyu just nodded.
Taehyun grabbed him by his forearm, stopping the older. “Wait a bit, hyung.” He said as he reached for his bag.
Beomgyu watched him as he looked for something. The sun shined on his skin from just right angle, causing him to sparkle like an angel. He was outstanding.
Beomgyu’s feelings wasn’t gone, he was still so in love with him. It was just, he was sick of being his friend. He wanted more, he wanted to call him his lover. He wanted to hold his hand, pepper him with kisses, tell him sweet nothings. He didn’t want to chase him anymore, he wanted walk beside him as his boyfriend.
“Here.” Taehyun said, holding a packet. He opened it and took out a headband. He smiled at the older. “I realized your bangs were disturbing you and I know you don’t want to cut your hair.” He said.
Beomgyu looked at him, surprised. He didn’t understand.
Taehyun tiptoed when the older didn’t take the headband. He put it gently, his fingers caressed the latter’s hair a little. He adjusted the headband so that his bangs wouldn’t cover his eyes. When he was done, there was a delighted smile on his lips.
“It suited you, hyung.” Taehyun said. Then his eyes widened as his hand went to his bag again. “I almost forgot.” He whisper-yelled to himself.
“Drink this before your class, hyung.” Taehyun said, pointing the ginseng in his hand. He smiled so sweetly that it irritated Beomgyu.
“Why are you doing this to me?” He asked, voice getting louder. The younger flinched by the sudden question. “What do you mean?” He asked, voice low.
Beomgyu exhaled hursly. “One time you act so sweet, taking care of me or buying me presents or doing things that I almost believe you like me too.” He looked at the younger with intimidating eyes. He already knew he was going to regret this but he just needed to let this out of his chest.
“But when I ask you out, give you flowers or tell you that I love you, you always turn me down!” A few students turned to look at them but Beomgyu couldn’t care less.
“Is it good, Kang Taehyun? To have a puppy that will chase you no matter how many times you shoo him?” His vision got blurry, he could feel the tears sticking his eyes. He looked at Taehyun who was looking down. He didn’t lift his head nor tell something.
Beomgyu turned away, huffing. “Forget it.” He whispered as he rushed to his class, not wanting anyone to see him crying.
He wasn’t just tired.
He was hurt.
“Will you disappear like the wind?
Will you fill up my heart?
Time to rest
I want to be at my house ”
Beomgyu sinked down on the couch, closing his eyes.
A week had passed, his finals were over. He could finally relax but it wasn’t a choice while a billion of tiny people were poking his heart with sharp sticks.
Beomgyu’s phone was off since that day. He didn’t want to turn it on or even leave his apartment. He had never felt this way before. This guilty, this hurt, this confused...
He didn’t see Taehyun around the campus, due to the philosophy faculty was opposite to the arts faculty. He wasn’t at the cafeteria during the lunch or the library after the classes. It was almost like he had disappeared with the summer breeze.
Now that Beomgyu’s mind was more clear, the regret of saying such things he didn’t intend to was eating him alive.
“Hyung,” He whispered, making Soobin to look at him from his notes. “I want to go home.”
Beomgyu’s finals went well even though he was out of space the most time. He didn’t need to go to university anymore. He only had his thesis to deliver in a month, which he already finished the half. He just wanted to have some rest at his home, with his brother before he left and his mother who will bake his favorite brownies, he also missed Toto too.
“Okay.” Soobin said. “I’ll call mom to let her know. We can leave after I finish this.”
“Are you really going to take that job?” Beomgyu asked, standing up a little. Soobin took off his glasses, pinching the bridge of his nose. Beomgyu realized the purple circles were getting darker every night.
“Yes, Gyu.” Soobin said, turning his eyes to his brother. “I have to spy on a company for like months. It can help me get distracted.”
Beomgyu bit his lower lip as he nodded. “But isn’t it dangerous, hyung?” He said, concerned. He knew the said company had their men on high positions.
Soobin gave him an assuring smile. “That’s why they want me.” He said getting up and heading to the open kitchen. “Your hyung may have got into the field a year ago but he is already the best.” He said teasingly as he poured himself some daisy tea.
“Yes, you are.” Beomgyu said. As a journalist, Soobin could easily go after dating rumors or other things that were popular. He could even be a good dispatch, he was a truth seeker. So that he was never interested in those, he always went after corruption, bribery and other things people were too scared to speak. The older never told the whole thing to his family, still, Beomgyu always worshipped his brother’s bravery.
The bell rang and Beomgyu’s heart skipped a beat as he hide behind the couch, kneeling. He didn’t even know if it was Taehyun who was at the door, it could be anybody.
Still, a part of him wanted it to be Taehyun, but he knew he wasn’t ready to face him just yet.
Soobin smiled at him understanding. He put down his cup on the counter and headed to the door yelling “Comin’!”.
When the door was opened Soobin’s shoulders tensed. Beomgyu saw a glimpse of red hair from where he was peeking.
Beomgyu stood up only to see Yeonjun. He gulped as he stepped to the door. He put his hand on his brother’s shoulder. “I’ll take a walk, hyung.” He said while Soobin’s glassy eyes turned to him.
“Yo-your phone–“
“I won’t leave the site, don’t worry about me.” Beomgyu gave him a sweet smile. He turned to the oldest, he smiled at him. He hoped he was here to make things better because Soobin needed him to most right now.
Beomgyu heard his brother’s sob when he entered the elevator, closing his eyes, he rested his head on the mirror as the elevator went down.
He exited the apartment, the warm afternoon of the late spring greeted him. He bowed to the guard and started to walk, not thinking too much. He listened to birds chirping, at least they were happy.
He scrunched down under a tree, letting the shadow cover him from the hot sun. He hugged his legs, resting his head on his arm.
His eyes caught yellow pedals. A dandelion was standing a few meters away. Beomgyu sighed.
“Even Yeonjun hyung came from England,” His eyes lingered on the flower which seemed to be making fun out of him right now. “Why can’t you come from across the street?”
“Why, why you keep moving away?
Let's go to the neighborhood
Why, why you keep letting me go?
Letting me go ”
“Just to be sure,” Beomgyu said flopping his head between the driver and passenger seats. He looked at the red haired one. “You are not going to leave again, right?”
Yeonjun chuckled as he reached for Soobin’s hand, he intertwined their fingers. “Yes, Beomgyu-ya. I am here for good.” He said, looking at the brothers for a second.
“Good, or else I would kick your ass.” Beomgyu murmured, earning a warning from his brother whilst Yeonjun laughed.
Beomgyu sat back on his seat, looking out. They were going home, to Daegu. Finally, Beomgyu could rest for a while.
A part of him wanted Taehyun to come before they got on the road. He didn’t need to give him an answer, Beomgyu just wanted to seem him. He already got over his ridiculous insecurity. He was mad at himself now, for messing up. He knew he was a puppy and he accepted that, why did he have to storm out like that?
However he also knew that he needed to do so, he was aware that he was getting more pathetic day by day.
“Why didn’t you turn on your phone?” Soobin asked, looking at the youngest. “Hyuka called me twenty times and–“ He didn’t continue but Beomgyu knew what he was going to say.
“Didn’t feel like it.” He said slowly, resting his chin on his palm. It was true, he didn’t want to open his phone and not see what he expected. He knew he was just running away, but he wasn’t at the blame.
Soobin didn’t say anything, he nodded as he turned back his front. The car was silent, only the low music was coming from the radio and the bird’s chirping could be heard.
“Please accept my feelings, Beomgyu sunbae!” A girl yelled as she reached out a chocolate box to Beomgyu, bowing like she was afraid of the impulse.
Beomgyu stood there, mouth agape and eyes wandering around. It wasn’t the first confession he had received today but it was still weird for him. He started to hate White Day.
“I’m sorry but I can’t.” He said, maybe for the fifteenth time. He scratched his nape nervously, he didn’t like rejecting people since he knew how it felt.
The girl stood up, eyes watery. “Is it because of Kang Taehyun?” She asked, her voice was shaking. Beomgyu couldn’t be sure if it was because of sadness or anger.
He smiled as he nodded, he never hid it from anyone. And to be honest, he was quite surprised when people came to confess. Everybody at their high school knew how much he was head over the heels for the younger.
“B-but he, he–“ The girl tried to say, her hands were shaking in the air. Beomgyu felt bad, really.
Then he saw the younger at the corner of the hallway with Kai. The moment they met eyes, Beomgyu’s face lit up.
He turned to look at the girl. “I’m sure you’ll find someone better than me.” He said sincerely before he ran to the two.
“Woah, Beomgyu hyung! This is the eighteenth confession you got!” Kai said when the older caught up them.
Beomgyu frowned as he took Taehyun’s arm, it was an instinct but the younger never said he was unhappy about it. “Have you been counting, Hyuka?” He asked. The youngest nodded with a pout.
“For the school newspaper. You’re the second by now.” He said nonchalantly. “Before you ask, Soobin hyung is leading. People got bold after Yeonjun hyung graduated.” He added.
Beomgyu laughed softly. “Wanna bet that he will burge into the school and yell ‘Yah, you rascals! He’s my boyfriend!’ “ He said, not forgetting the mock the oldest.
“20,000 won?” Kai said, grining widely. Beomgyu raised his eyebrows. “Make it 40,000.” He said as they arrived at the youngers’ classroom.
A boy rushed to them, with a little box in his hand, his cheeks painted with a rosy pink. Beomgyu’s smile faded when he reached the box out to him.
“You’re tight now.” Kai whispered just behind him.
“Yeah, because nobody can resist the charm of Choi Siblings.” Taehyun said, maybe a little annoyed. He let go of the older’s arm as he marched to his classroom.
“Come to me, honey
I wait for you everyday
I will smile a lot
To you a lot
For you ”
“Ah!” Beomgyu yelled when he finally turned on his phone but only to see there were twenty deleted messages from Taehyun.
“Aaah!” He threw himself at the couch. Three people who were already used to his behavior didn’t even flinch. His frustration grew bigger when he realized half of them were sent just an hour ago.
“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” His mother asked as she put down her book, she opened her arms when her son came to her for comfort.
Being at home surely made him feel better. When they arrived yesterday, he helped his mother as she prepared dinner while his brother took a long nap after months.
Of course his mother saw through his head, she didn’t confront him but she told him how his father had to chase her for two years.
“He almost gave up.” His mother said as she put down the soup. Beomgyu could hear ‘like you’ from her eyes. “It wasn’t like I didn’t like him, I was just not sure of my feelings.” She smiled at her son genuinely. “But he didn’t and said to me that he will wait for me no matter how long it takes. It was that simplest and the most unexpected moment when I deeply fell in love with him.”
And Beomgyu wasn’t going to give up either. But–
“I might screwed up everything, mom.” He whined. The woman caressed his long hairs with affection. “But it’s never too late to fix everything, Beomgyu-ya.” She said soothingly. Beomgyu looked at her, sulking.
“Gyu.” He turned back when he heard Soobin. The older threw him his phone, Beomgyu caught it barely before it fell.
“You said you were trying, then keep trying.” Soobin said smiling. His dimples showed, causing his boyfriend to poke them with mesmerized eyes.
Beomgyu looked at his phone in his hands. He nodded slowly as he unlocked it. He opened the chat and started to type. Before he could have second thoughts, he pressed the send button.
“Hyun, I didn’t mean what I had said. I will wait for you until you want to come to me, even if it takes a hundred years. Please, just don’t stay away from me.”
“Rainy water soaks me
Even if I blur my eyes
I want to see you
I want to be with you ”
Beomgyu laid down on the field. It wasn’t long after he had sent the message. Taehyun read it. But the reply didn’t come.
Feeling devastated Beomgyu went to the only place he wanted to be right now.
The dandelion field that was just a twenty minutes away from his home.
How ironic how he found comfort in the thing that reminded him the person who had put him in the pain at the first place.
Maybe because he wanted to feel Taehyun.
But what was he supposed to do? He was so deeply in love that he had lost the way up so long ago.
He watched the sky, blurry. Some fluffy, grey clouds were covering the sky, making the weather a little cooler than it should’ve been. Maybe it was going to rain, Beomgyu didn’t care that much. Because no downpour could beat the way he cried out his lungs.
He thanked there weren’t anybody around while he cried. It was one of the rarest times he felt this vulnerable and he didn’t want anyone to see how weak he was.
He saw a lightning and soon the thunder was heard. He closed his eyes, waiting to get soak. He didn’t mind, that way he could hide his tears.
But although he heard the raindrops falling, none of them reached to him.
He opened his eyes, a yellow umbrella was the first thing he saw. He knew this umbrella and its’s owner.
“Sorry I couldn’t reply to your message, I was driving.” Taehyun said as his big doe eyes entered the older’s sight.
“Why don't we hold hands?
Let's put the past behind us
Please tell me you love me ”
Beomgyu stood up in the speed of light, making the younger startle and lose his balance. He held him by his waist to prevent him falling, pulling him closer than he had intended. Now they were nose to nose, eyes locking each other’s.
“Why are you here?” Beomgyu asked, his voice was raspy, probably because he shouted so much. He could imagine how he looked, puffy eyes, red face, runny nose...
Taehyun chuckled when the older sniffed. He reached for his pocket and took out a napkin. “I took all of my exams early.” He said while he helped Beomgyu to wipe his nose.
“Why?” Beomgyu asked again, holding him tightly. Though he didn’t try to seem strong or cool. Taehyun had seen him in much worse than this.
The younger looked at him, his soft smile disappeared and he lowered his head. “Beomgyu hyung,” He said, voice shaky. “I’m so sorry.”
“For what?” Beomgyu asked, seeing Taehyun like that was rare. He always seemed so strong and careless, like nothing bothered him. But Beomgyu knew he was just a child at heart.
“For turning you down so many times.” Taehyun whispered. Beomgyu noticed that his knuckles were getting white while holding onto his umbrella.
“I am so scared, hyung. I’m scared of you.”
“Are my feelings towards you that overwhelming?” Beomgyu asked, his heart dropped. He had thought the younger didn’t mind his clinginess. Was he wrong all the time?
“No!” Taehyun yelped as he lifted his head, his pupils were shaking. Beomgyu saw the tears starting to fill his eyes. “It’s not your feelings, it’s mine.
“I am afraid that one day, you’ll look in the mirror and see yourself the way I see you. I’m afraid that you’ll realize how amazing, how wonderful you are. That you’ll realize that you deserve so much better than me. I love you so much that I am terrified of you leaving me.
“And when you told me those and you didn’t answer my calls nor my messages I thought– I thought you finally did.” He held the older’s hand with his empty hand, squeezing it. A few drops found their way on his cheeks. “I thought I had lost you.”
“I love you, honey
Just the way you are
All your tears
I want to wipe them away ”
Beomgyu cupped the younger’s face with both of his hands, wiping away the tears gently. Taehyun leaned on his touch, they smiled softly.
“What a silly thought.” Beomgyu whispered. His voice was shaking with excitement and happiness. “There’s no one who’s better than you, Hyun.”
Taehyun giggled. “There is.” He said looking at the older’s eyes genuinely. “And I’m looking at him right now.”
“Please smile comfortably
Like the yellow petals
Lightly land on my heart ”
Taehyun looked at the field, the dandelions that were getting wet with the rain. He smiled softly. Beomgyu followed his glances.
“Do you know why I love dandelions so much, hyung?” Taehyun asked, turning his eyes to the older again.
Beomgyu’s eyes lingered on the flowers for a while. “You said they symbolize survival.” He whispered while turning his head, finding the younger’s eyes just a few centimeters away. His heart skipped a beat.
“They also symbolize the sun, posivity.” Taehyun was looking at him with such an affection Beomgyu thought he was going to melt into a puddle. “Thus, they remind me of you.”
Beomgyu acted without thinking. He closed the little gap between them and pressed his lips to the younger’s. Taehyun didn’t wait for a second to kiss him back.
It was so cliche that they shared their first kiss under the rain, like they were in a romantic fiction.
But none of them cared.
The taste of Taehyun’s lips was so intoxicating. Beomgyu couldn’t believe he had managed to live until now without knowing it.
“Why don't we hold hands?
I love you so much
Hold me in your arms today
How long have you been waiting ”
Nobody was surprised to see them walking in the house, hand in hand.
Soobin smiled at them fondly. He gave Beomgyu something before going to his own boyfriend and resting his head on his chest.
Beomgyu looked at the thing in his hand, a polaroid. No, the polaroid which had fell from his book that day.
Taehyun rested his chin on the older’s shoulder to look at the photo. “Oh, why did Soobin hyung have this?” He asked surprised.
But Beomgyu was more surprised when he saw it, the detail that his brother had told about.
He saw his brother’s blue hair on Yeonjun’s shoulder. The room was dim and Kai was blocking the older’s body with his, so it wasn’t easy to see him sleeping on his boyfriend’s arms.
Then it meant–
“You posed for me?” Beomgyu looked at the younger, dumbfounded. A warm feeling grew in his chest when he realized Taehyun was looking at him with those sparkles in his eyes.
Taehyun’s eyes went wide. “You didn’t know?” He asked, as shocked as the older. Then he burst into laughter, pulling the older into a tight hug. “Hyung, I love you so much.” He whispered.
Beomgyu wrapped his arms around the older, holding him as thight as the latter. He nuzzled his neck, making Taehyun giggle.
“I love you too, Taehyun-ah.”
“I love you, honey
Just the way you are
All of your time
I want to be with you
Come to me, honey
Lets walk together
I will make you laugh
I will make you laugh even more
Forever”