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Smooch!
Taesan cupped his right cheek that’s blooming in red. Wide eyes fixed on the attacker.
Park Sungho. Who had recently become his lover, crouched beside him with the widest smile he had ever seen.
Taesan finds his lover adorable in every way. The way his nose would scrunch up if he smiled too much, the way his eyes would wrinkle along, and the amused giggles he’d let out.
Taesan can’t believe Sungho is finally his.
He tends to be shy, often hiding his feelings. Bottled it all up, and killed the butterflies if it ever got too much, but his actions never did his justice.
How much can a person hide their feelings?
The butterflies never died. No matter how much he’d stopped it. No matter how much he’d suppressed it. They are always there.
They grew and grew until it reached his heart. Soon, Sungho had him within his hold. Flowers bloomed inside his heart, the stalk wrapped tightly around it, suffocating him.
But he enjoyed it. He enjoyed the suffocation it brought him. He’d like to embrace it without fearing it.
Little by little, his true feelings showed through subtle subconscious actions.
Before he knew it, Sungho was his and he is Sungho’s. Nothing could ever make him happier.
“I’m off then!” Sungho chirped, running out of the door to the lower house after he was done with his mischievous deed.
Taesan smiled. He knew what was his lover implying with the kiss.
He straight-away cleaned his art supplies, storing them neatly inside his drawer. He took his time to get back at the other.
Once his hands were clean from the paint, he made his way to the lower house.
The living room was empty when he got there, assuming Leehan and Riwoo were in their room.
He entered Sungho’s room after knocking and saw his lover was nestled inside the bundle of quilt.
Taesan grinned at the action, knowing that his lover was upset because he was late. Taesan closed the door and locked it, making sure that Sungho could hear it beneath the thick quilt.
Slowly, he closed the distance with the bundled-up quilt, thinking of ways to tease the other.
“Pumpkinnn come outttt,” Taesan hugged the bundle of quilt, patting it to encourage Sungho.
“What would you do to me if I came out,” Sungho asked, trying to get at least a piece of hint into Taesan’s motive.
But, Taesan knew better, he was aware. Even so, he quite enjoyed teasing the other, guess he’ll continue a bit more.
“Hmm, what do you want me to do to you, pumpkin?” Taesan teased in a smug tone. He knew Sungho was beet red under the quilt judging by how silent it got.
Seizing this chance, he swiftly opened up the quilt and crawled inside with Sungho underneath him.
Sungho was too stunned to take action, Taesan was too fast. Sungho just let himself be pinned, with nowhere to go.
Taesan studied his lover. Sungho’s raven hair messily draped around his head like a halo, his face as red as a tomato, his cat-like eyes widened with his mouth slightly parted.
His plump kissable lips looked as inviting as ever but Taesan controlled himself.
“There you are,” Taesan grinned, his eyes crinkled as he did so. That certainly didn’t trigger the butterflies that have been living inside of Sungho for months.
He squirmed under Taesan’s loving gaze, flashing back to his lover’s words.
“What.. what are you gonna do to me?” He asked meekly. Excited and nervous at the same time thinking about what his lover might do.
“I’m taking back what you’ve stolen from me,”
Sungho had no time to react when Taesan quickly leaned down and attacked him with kisses. The first target is the neck.
Sungho broke out into a fit of laughter and giggles. He is a very ticklish person and Taesan knew it.
He tried to squirm around but the grip Taesan had on him was firm enough to not let him escape. He kicked his feet around, causing the quilt to ride up a bit.
Taesan had mercy on him and started to attack his lover's features instead.
Gradually, the laughter died down, replacing it with soft giggles.
Taesan loves to hear his lover’s voice. One of the main reasons why he likes to tickle Sungho was to see how high-pitched he could get Sungho to scream.
Once he was satisfied, he snuggled in the crook of Sungho’s neck, inhaling the sweet calming scent.
Sungho still felt slightly ticklish, but not too much that he’d kicked someone so, he let the younger do as he wanted.
“What did you think I’m gonna do to you hmm,?” Taesan teased again, knowing what the older had in mind.
“N-nothing,” Sungho stammered, embarrassed because he was actually expecting something else.
“Wahh, can’t believe my hyung thought of something naughty. Aren’t Leehan and Riwoo hyung in their room? Didn’t know you’re such a perv,” Taesan grinned, rising from the comfort of the warm crook to watch his lover’s reaction.
He was pleased with how red Sungho’s neck was.
“No, I-I wasn’t! You’ve got it wrong, really!” Sungho defended, but his face that’s getting redder and redder by seconds betrayed him.
He covered his face with his forearms, and mumbled groans could be heard coming out from him.
Taesan chuckled, amused at his boyfriend’s antics. He already had his fair share of fun, it’s time to console his sulking boyfriend.
“Heyy, I was just teasing youu stop sulking pumpkin,” Taesan tried consoling but Sungho only replied with a few grumbling noises.
“Pumpkinnn,” Taesan tried again, this time, gently prying open Sungho’s forearms.
With a few whispers of sweet nothings and soft kisses, Sungho finally opened up.
“There’s my favourite pumpkin,” Taesan cooed in adoration, making Sungho feel all giddy and jolly.
Sungho hooked his arms around his lover’s neck, pulling the latter down while snuggling in the crook of the neck.
Taesan giggled, answering the embrace by wrapping his arms around the slim waist. Taesan let loose, letting his body drooped down.
“Umphhh, you’re crushing me,” Sungho grumbled, rolling them to the side while comfortably cuddling each other.
At this point, the quilt had ridden down a bit, just enough to see their shoulders.
Sungho hooked his legs around Taesan, trapping him within his hold.
“You can’t escape me now,” Well, he practically could but how could he after seeing his lover's smiley wrinkles? He just adores them.
Taesan placed more kisses around Sungho’s face. This time, more gentle and soft, almost as if he is kissing the cloud.
He loved the other so dearly and so did Sungho. They both complete each other like a puzzle piece.
Through the kisses, Sungho broke out a yawn.
“Sleepy already?” Taesan whispered as if he was talking to a baby.
Sungho nodded with a hum.
Before he dozed off into dreamland, he leaned up to place one last kiss on Taesan’s lips as he kissed him back with much tenderness.
Sungho grinned softly and proceeded to nuzzle their noses a few times as sleep took over him.
Taesan waited a few minutes, watching over his lover’s sleeping face before joining him.
There’s something so dear about sleeping with your lover in a small single bed.