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Three years.
They’d been together for three years. Hoseok couldn’t believe how things had changed since the first time he’d met Changkyun.
They now lived together in a little apartment, ten minutes away from Changkyun’s college and also the coffee shop, where he still worked, and about twenty minutes away from Hoseok’s college. They moved during the summer vacation four months ago. Four months already.
Hoseok was still studying science, and yes, he had passed his first year of master, thank you very much. Barely, but he had. Thanks to Hyungwon and Changkyun. His best friend and boyfriend had forced him to go to class and study at home. At first, it was terrible, of course. He had been behind in every subject and hadn’t understood half the things he heard. But Hyungwon had made him ask a guy in his class for help and even though it was really hard, Hoseok slowly caught up and his grades went up. As for Changkyun, he had given up his business course to join the music production part of his college. He was doing amazingly well and was happy as ever.
When they’d first moved in together, it had been a little bit awkward. Hoseok had been scared of annoying Changkyun or getting bored of Changkyun because they were young -older, yes, but still so young-, their relationship still felt new and being this close to each other all the time might be suffocating. So during the first few weeks there had been this weird aura around them; Hoseok had held back, kept his distance a bit, trying not to be around Changkyun all the time. It had lasted for three weeks, right until Changkyun had locked him in the bathroom until he finally caved and told him what was going on.
Living together was also about discovering the other’s habits. Whether they were good or bad. Changkyun was too lazy to do the dishes in the morning so he would skip breakfast. Hoseok often left his clothes laying around. Changkyun turned the television on just to have some background noise. Hoseok put the empty boxes back in the cupboard. Whenever he was working or studying, Changkyun would turn off his phone. Hoseok called his mother every Saturday night. The most surprising habit Hoseok discovered was that Changkyun talked in his sleep.
The first time he had heard him was after he had had to stay awake longer than Changkyun to finish an assignment. He had been almost asleep when he heard Changkyun mumble something in his pillow. When he’d asked if he had accidentally woken him up when getting into bed, he had received no answer so he’d turned on the light and looked at Changkyun. His eyes were closed and his breathing was regular, he was clearly sleeping. Hoseok had thought he was really cute.
It had happened again a week later, though this time it was a little less cute. Hoseok startled awake when he heard Changkyun talk. His words were very clear this time.
“-then, I’ll just take that person to an abandoned place like a factory. I’ll tie them to a chair and just come back home. I’ll create an alibi for the night, something easy and with witnesses like a date or a little party. Something where people will notice me and then will be able to tell I was with them so no one will suspect me. Of course, I’ll get rid of any accessories I may wear before I do anything. What’s the point of having an alibi if they find my engagement ring near the body? Now, when I actually kill them, I’ll probably just put a bag on their head and wait, I’m very patient. And I’d burn the body, fully, until only ashes are left.”
Hoseok was sitting next to him, frozen. Had his boyfriend just confessed on planning murder? What the Hell? It was so detailed and everything was planned already. It sounded like a lesson learned after repeating it every day for years. Was his boyfriend a killer? Hoseok laid back and faced Changkyun, not ready to show him his back. The tiredness he had been feeling all week was gone. His mind wouldn’t stop replaying the words he'd just heard. How the Hell was he supposed to fall asleep now that he heard his boyfriend plan the perfect murder?
The next morning, Changkyun woke up to the smell of freshly made coffee. He was alone in the bed. He found his boyfriend standing in front of the sink in the kitchen.
“Did you pull an all nighter to finish your essay?” Hoseok jumped when he heard his boyfriend’s voice behind him and turned with a knife in his hand. “Wow calm down, it’s just me. It’s not like I’m a murderer or something.”
A second passed. Then Hoseok told him what happened the previous night, what he'd heard. And Changkyun laughed. According to him, he always did that. The talking in his sleep thing? Started when he was a kid. He said weird or creepy stuff more often than not. “But really Hoseok, I swear, no killer here. At least, not yet.”
Hoseok quickly realized there was a pattern for this. It was according to Changkyun’s emotions. When he went to sleep really frustrated or mad, he would say creepy stuff. When he was really happy, he’d talk nonsense about animals, movies he’d watched, himself being a superhero. It was really endearing. He never remembered what he said during the night but Hoseok was there to tell him and tease him.
One night, he woke up when he heard Changkyun call his name. Hoseok just turned to face him and grabbed his hand near his pillow. He went back to sleep. However he was pulled out of sleep again a little while later. He woke up to Changkyun’s moans. Hoseok just stayed there, not moving, listening to the noises Changkyun was making. Sexual noises. He felt his cheeks warming up at the thought that went through his mind.
Hoseok slowly rose from the bed and went in the bathroom, he needed a cold shower. Welp, that'd make a fun story to tell him in the morning.
(The next morning, when Hoseok woke up, Changkyun had already left. Hoseok had forgotten Changkyun had an early shift at the coffee shop. He’d only get home in the beginning of the afternoon, when Hoseok’s class would start. So they’d see each other in the early evening only. Hoseok hated Mondays. )
He came home to the smell of pizza. He found Changkyun sitting on the floor in the living room. The television was on, the sound just loud enough to be heard. Hoseok took his shoes off and went to sit next to his boyfriend, dropping his bag next to their bedroom’s door on the way. Changkyun stopped whatever he was doing on his computer and turned to hug Hoseok. They stayed like that a long time, enjoying the presence and warmth of each other.
“You know,” Changkyun’s voice was barely above a whisper, like he was confessing something, “you were in my dreams last night.”
Hoseok chuckled, thanking God it was him in this kind of dream because otherwise, that would be really awkward. “Oh really? What was I doing?”
“I can’t tell you.” His voice was even weaker than it was before. Hoseok looked down on him, his cheeks were red. Fuck, after all this time spent together, he was still so shy, never wording exactly what he did so well.
“Why?” Changkyun hid his face in the crook between his neck and shoulders, his hands gripping his shirt. “Was it something a little.. sexual?”
“What? How would you even know- Oh my God, please tell me I didn’t talk?”
Hoseok snorted, “No, you did not talk.”
“Oh, thanks God.” He let out a sigh, obviously relieved.
Hoseok waited a few seconds before adding “You moaned quite a lot though.”
“Oh my fucking God. Shut up!” Hoseok laughed. His boyfriend was even cuter when he was shy like that.
Fifteen hours left.
Hoseok had exactly fifteen hours before his advanced statistic exam would start.
Changkyun had exactly fifteen hours before his composition exam would start.
They still had so many chapters to cover and they hadn’t even started because the both of them were expert procrastinators. Brilliant. The night was promising. They had pizza and coffee ready. Their books and computers were opened on front of them.
They dove into the first chapter.
Many hours after, once the coffee and pizza were gone, computer having ran out of battery and charger too far away, books closed, they gave up. It was almost seven in the morning. Almost time to leave. And they were laying on the couch, Hoseok squished between Changkyun and the back of the couch. His arms wrapped around Changkyun’s waist, preventing him from falling. They had just finished watching an entire TV series.
(That's right. They maybe spent an hour actually studying before opening Netflix.)
They had sixty three minutes before their exams.
They were screwed.
But it was worth it. They had fun and cuddled.
(Maybe a blowjob or two had happened sometime between an episode and the next.)
You know what was the best part of the week? The weekend. Thanks God for Fridays.
You know what was the best part of the weekend? Changkyun. Because he didn’t work on weekends.
And here they were, in their kitchen, Changkyun cutting the vegetables while Hoseok was preparing the meat.
They were talking quietly. Hoseok couldn't help himself and kept stealing glances at Changkyun. Looking at the way his hands were holding the knife and the tomato. Smiling at the little frown between his brow, showing his focus. The way he was leaning against the table. The way his nose creased.
“Hoseok?”
“Hm?”
“Are you planning to pour the entire pot of chilli pepper powder on the meat? Do you want to get rid of me that badly?”
“Oh, shit!” Changkyun laughed while Hoseok tried to save the poor piece of beef from the fiery pits of Hell.
Unfortunately, he failed. The beef was a goner. They ended up ordering Chinese take out and put the first movie they found on TV.
Hoseok was sitting at the end of the couch, against the armrest. Changkyun was lying down, his head on Hoseok’s lap, dead asleep. Hoseok was running his fingers through his hair, playing with the strands at the back. He was watching the movie even though he had no interest in it. It was boring. Sadly, the remote control was on the coffee table, out of reach. Well, he could get it if he moved but he didn’t want to because he didn’t want to disturb Changkyun.
“I love you.” Changkyun whispered.
Hoseok smiled. Changkyun was not shy about his love for him, still he hardly ever spoke it. “I love you too.” He said as he stroked his cheek. He then mumbled. “It’s a shame you’re not awake.”
“I’m not sleeping.” Changkyun turned his head to look at Hoseok. “I’m not sleeping and I love you.”