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"Are you alright?"
Sungho spoke towards the bundle of blankets on Leehan's bed, where his head of black hair could be seen poking through slightly. Leehan had very suddenly retreated to his room in the middle of the group's movie night, after sending jealous gazes towards Sungho and Taesan the whole night. The pair were cuddled up against each other and giggling every now and then whenever Taesan would whisper something in the other's ear, and Leehan didn't enjoy watching it.
"Yeah, completely fine." Leehan responds coldly. Sungho wouldn't accept that as an answer.
He makes himself comfortable on Leehan's bed, laying down behind him and gently wrapping his arms around the younger. This was normal for them, the complete closeness and intimacy.
Neither Sungho or Leehan knew how to describe what they were. Of course, they were friends, but the longing gazes and the lingering touches said otherwise. They both knew they were more than friends.
"You know you can tell me anything."
Leehan doesn't respond. After a short silence, Sungho speaks again.
"You know, you're the only one I'd do this with."
Leehan turns around so he's facing Sungho, so close he can feel the older's breath against his skin. His interest was now piqued.
"I just like to tease Taesan. It's nothing more than that."
Leehan doesn't know why hearing those words make him feel better.
"Okay." Leehan says, looking up at Sungho with a pout still. Sungho can't help but appreciate how beautiful he looks with no effort at all. Suddenly, Leehan speaks up again.
"Can we kiss?" He blurts.
Sungho smiles and presses a kiss on the top of Leehan's head, just as he always did whenever Leehan was in a bad mood.
"I meant- Never mind." Leehan grumbles.
"Hey." Sungho whispers, lifting Leehan's chin up with a finger gracefully so their lips are barely centimeters apart.
"You're really beautiful." Sungho whispers, leaning in just slightly closer. If this was what Leehan wanted, he'd close the gap between them.
And he does. In merely a second, Leehan's lips are on Sungho's. It's soft, comfortable as though his lips are meant to be there on Sungho's. He begins to question why they didn't do this sooner. It's a little wet, but he doesn't mind.
The two eventually break apart, looking at each other lovingly.
"Why didn't we do that sooner?" Sungho giggles, pulling Leehan closer to his chest and playing with his hair.
"Dunno." Leehan mumbles sleepily, half consciously leaving small pecks over Sungho's collar.
"You're the only one I want to do it with." Is what Leehan hears Sungho whisper before he's falling asleep.