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taehyun sinks onto the floor leaning his back on the couch in the hall, they’ve just come home after a party to celebrate their successful comeback. the members shuffle into the house. one by one everyone is preparing to retire for the night. he watches yeonjun giggling to a text on his phone as he makes his way to the kitchen probably to look for something to eat. he hears soobin singing nearby not within sight though, he makes a mental note to tell his hyung know how grateful he is to have him as a leader with another almost smooth comeback. sappy enough, he hears hueningkai join whatever song soobin is singing and taehyun can't help but smile. he’s really proud of his members. the ability to pull off yet another comeback, just makes his heart swell more and more with pride. he watches yeonjun retreat to his room as they exchange a small smile and an aegyo filled goodnight from yeonjun along with an empty threat to go to sleep early. still high on the adrenaline, taehyun knows he’s highly unlikely to sleep anytime soon, yet he promises yeonjun he will. huening has said his goodnights and is off to bed as well. he can hear soobin bickering with beomgyu now. something about how beomgyu was supposed to do something or not do something, he can't really piece it together. it stops after a while so he assumes soobin has finished making his point or at least tried to. he sits there hugging his knees letting his thoughts wander not noticing beomgyu enter the hall.
beomgyu was still in his party outfit, a black shirt unbuttoned from the top to reveal his collar bones, waist clad with a black corset that was so neatly bejewelled with stunning black crystals complimented with a well tailored trouser. beomgyu had rolled up his sleeves and taehyun let himself stare trying to memorise the details over and over again. he follows beomgyu’s hands as they reach over to unclasp the most gorgeous ever choker known to mankind. the discovery of the mix of velvet, gems and chain was the bane of taehyun’s existence as it also happens to wrap around beomgyu’s adams apple that he sometimes wishes it didn't have that kind of effect that it currently did. beomgyu was really a special work of art that taehyun thinks was sent from the heavens above for him and him only. beomgyu is smiling at him now and feels like every nerve of his is on alert, electricity flowing through him, he smiles back. he gestures for beomgyu to sit next to him, a silent question. he watches beomgyu walking his way to his side. he takes in all the details again, this time about how beomgyu’s long and slightly curled hair perfectly frames his face. they’re now sitting side by side, shoulders touching, knees brushing past each other. oh how he wishes he could frame this moment and relive it again and again. he feels intoxicated, high on beomgyu’s perfume that filled the air around him, high on beomgyu’s voice as he hums away a song taehyun loves so dearly and just to make things worse (or better) beomgyu decides to interlock their fingers making him high on beomgyu’s touch as well. he looks over at their hands, his smile never fading, he now looks at beomgyu. the most ethereal man he has ever laid eyes on. he thanks the heavens again for letting him be born in the same era as the choi beomgyu and to let their paths collide and be in a boygroup together. beomgyu smiles at him and tilts his head in question. oh how taehyun would like to explode right now. he leans in to place a small peck on his favourite mole that rests on beomgyu’s cheek. he could do this for the rest of his lifetime, appreciate beomgyu, wordless and wordfull. hell, he would even scream about his love from the tallest building he could manage to get on to.
love… there it was again, the third time he had thought about it tonight.
come to think of it, it's only been four months since they’ve been officially together. taehyun had never simped like this over a man, that too for this long. he still remembers when he saw beomgyu the first time when he was a trainee and he knew then that this was gonna be a long time of yearning something he didn't know he could have. only if he had plucked up the courage earlier, they would have been together for years now. if he had known that his hyung liked him back even 1% back then, he would have built a pyramid out of joy. it was the same and more when he decided to finally tell beomgyu how he felt. beomgyu took like 2 seconds to process and they felt like two years to taehyun as he wished he should have kept his mouth shut and how how he was gonna dig a hole and never come out of there only to be met with the brightest of smiles and the most comforting hug as beomgyu whispered that he liked him back. to be honest, that was the only quiet moment in his life. mind you, he does love the chaos that comes with beomgyu but he really could re live that moment again in a timeless loop. that’s what it did, being with beomgyu was the best part of his day, week, year, life, you name it. he would live every moment over and over again if he could. except for the times that they argued or fought. he knows that fighting is a part of any relationship and he loves the fact that at the end of the day they do take time out to talk about it, validate each other's feelings, be respectful and learn more about them being together.
anyways, moving back to taehyun's current situation. he loves the way their hands slot together, he loves that they can sit together in silence bodies against each other, he loves the way beomgyu draws circles with his thumb on taehyun’s hand, he loves the way he can just rest his head on others shoulder, he loves this moment and he loves beomgyu.
he closes his eyes, takes a deep breath in, lets it out, repeats…
“hyung, i love you.” taehyun blurts out. it comes naturally as if he says it quite often just like the way he opens bottles for gyu, fixes his in-ear clothes or hair, helps him with missing words, giving him the chance to speak, reassuring him when in doubt, being attentive to the other and all the little and big things that mean ‘i love you’, he wishes he could say it more often.
he’s not afraid now, like the first time he confessed. so he lets his head rest on gyu’s shoulder. after what seems to be 1 hour (it’s really been 13 seconds), he feels beomgyu shift. he opens his eyes to look at beomgyu only to feel a gentle hand on his cheek. beomgyu looks at him, looks at him like he holds the all the answers to the universe. its endearing and he’s almost about to say that he loves him again when beomgyu’s face inches closer. he leans in kiss taehyun. eyes closed, he can taste beomgyu’s lips, he gets hungry for more. time pauses to witness the symphony of their hearts intertwining, each breath shared an ode to their passion, and every touch being more electrifying than the previous. their lips dance together, whispering secrets only their hearts can understand. he’s not sure who moans in the kiss, but taehyun lets his hand reach to the back of beomgyu’s head to deepen the kiss igniting a fire that burns brighter than a thousand stars. he could do this forever, if kissing beomgyu was a job, he’d be so rich, not like money matters right now. all that matters right now is how beomgyu is getting needy when taehyun slowed down the pace, how beomgyu pulls taehyun closer, so much as if he’s going to bind their two souls in a timeless embrace of eternal love. this was a silent poetry they both get to write together. now apart, they’re both slightly out of breath.
he’ll follow beomgyu everywhere even if that means to the end of the world. right now, he lets beomgyu pull him up and lead him down the hallway to his room. they enter the room and the door is closed by gyu’s back against it. taehyun is hit by the subtle lavender and soft wood fragrance and he lets it take over him just like beomgyu’s hands that are all over him. he lets beomgyu lead initially and then he takes over. like he said he would do anything for beomgyu, he shows no mercy as he slowly pulls him apart and puts him back together (within beomgyu’s limit, he is always mindful of that), just how his hyung likes it. by now taehyun’s shirt is off and he’s not liking the fact that his beloved is still fully clothed. he grabs beomgyu’s arms and turns him around to pin him to the door. beomgyu lets out a small sound as he is pressed between the door and taehyun, his cheek rubbing against the door, hands held behind his back by the younger. taehyun lets their bodies press together as he slowly starts to undo beomgyu’s corset. he likes to take things painfully slow, admiring each and every curve and surface he exposes. he loves the way his hyung gets impatient and whiny with the occasional brattiness. he places soft kisses on beomgyu’s back as he manages to remove the shirt and works towards undoing those god forsaken pants. his kisses slowly turn into bites leaving a trail of pale red marks on smooth skin. satisfied with his work, taehyun guides beomgyu to the bed as he uses that time to tell his love how beautiful he is, how he’s a good boy, how he is his and vice versa.
taehyun admires the sight of beomgyu being on all fours on the bed, he then positions himself behind him and can only think about all the ways he’s going to ruin and spoil his love. he bends down to gently nibble on gyu’s ear, letting him know that, like always, he’s going to worship his body in all the old and new ways possible. taehyun unwraps a condom and wears it and then aligns himself with beomgyu. beomgyu’s getting needy and lets out a growl for him to hurry up. the rest of the two hours they spend together is taehyun ruinning beomgyu’s hole completely. he would hold onto gyu’s hair and push his face down to the bed and the rooms fills with chants of taehyun’s name. he would flip beomgyu over so now they are face to face and he never fails to tell him how gorgeous his hyung looks beneath him. slightly dazed and two rounds, beomgyu makes taehyun sit against the headboard and lowers himself on him. he loves how fucked out gyu is right now, riding him as he lets out lots of ‘fuck’s and ‘oh my god’s as he’s about to climax. taehyun praises him, encourages him and supports him throughout the whole thing. after god knows how long, they collapse together, taehyun taking a little time to wipe down beomgyu with a wet cloth. beomgyu has fallen sound asleep in taehyun’s arms, limbs intertwined and he can’t stop thinking.
he feels it all. his soul mending, the cold air around him turning cozy, he’s found his warmth, his beomgyu. till the end of the world, all or nothing he would give all of him. I know–
taehyun can feel the light hit his eyes and also feel a nudge. oh right, he must have dozed off. another stronger nudge and he wakes up to beomgyu calling out his name. he opens his eyes to see a very messy yet beautiful haired beomgyu smiling at him. before he says anything beomgyu cuts him off with something that shakes his world he has to sit up right.
"i love you."
his world stands still.
beomgyu says it once, says it twice and taehyun still can't believe it. beomgyu levels himself to taehyun and and tries to explain how he wanted to say it back yesterday itself but he didn’t want to say ‘i love you too’. he chose to say an ‘i love you’ today instead because he didn’t want to simply mirror tyuns words. he wanted to acknowledge the significance of the sentiment and to make sure he expressed the depth of his feelings even though all he said was three words.
the fact that beomgyu had thought about this and came to this conclusion was sending taehyun to another dimension. oh how much he loves him. for all the odds to be in his favor and the luck to live this moment was truly the greatest gift god could have ever given them. all this while taehyun was thinking about how much he loves his beomgyu but at the same time beomgyu was thinking about how much he loves his taehyun.