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Taesan was hanging out in his room working on new music at his desk, it is one of his favorite things to do. He was extremely focused on the song, almost not hearing the small sniffles from sungho in their shared dorm.
Taesan's brows furrowed in confusion and worry. He got up to investigate and check up on Sungho, opening his door slowly knocking.
“Hey, you good dude?” Taesan said, peeking in only to see Sungho’s damp face covered in tears. Sungho was curled up on his bed with a box of tissues beside himself.
Taesan cautiously walked in, sitting down on the edge of Sungho’s bed.
“Why are you crying?” Taesan said, trying not to pry too much.
Sungho shrugged, his eyes puffy, face slightly pink. Taesan grabbed a tissue wiping tears and snot off Sungho’s face gently. Taesan grabbed Sungho’s hand, soothing the knuckles with his thumb. Taesan looked deeply into Sungho’s dark glossy eyes.
“I-“ Sungho paused. “I don’t..think I like girls.” Sungho sniffled.
Taesan paused a loving look in his eyes “how long have you felt this way?”.
Sungho looked up trying to recall. “A few months ago.” Sungho said, eyes suddenly finding the wall very interesting.
Taesan nodded slowly, understanding, “well why are you crying?” He said a small gentle smile creeping up. Taesan's hand went to Sungho’s cheek, caressing his cheekbone with his thumb.
Sungho felt his cheeks get warm as he shrugged. “It’s a lot to process.”
Taesan nodded “how did you figure it out?-that you like guys.” He said, keeping eye contact.
There was a long pause in Sungho's throat feeling like there was a sharp rock in it holding him back. Sungho felt the tears well up in his eyes trying to suppress them as best as he could.
“You.” Sungho said with no follow up, just honest and raw.
Taesan paused his brain trying to comprehend what Sungho just said “me?..”
Sungho nodded in tears escaping feeling like he made the wrong decision. Taesan brought Sungho into his shoulder feeling his t-shirt slowly get wet with Sungho’s tears.
“I’m sorry” Sungho whispered through tears into Taesan's shoulder.
Taesan pulled back facing Sungho “sorry for what?”
“You probably don’t want to be my friend anymore.” Sungho said sniffling, wiping his tears.
Taesan quickly shook his head “no no don’t be sorry!” Taesan said a small laugh escaping him at Sungho’s worry. “I um.” Taesan said nervously “I like girls, and guys.” Taesan fiddled with his fingers. “And I like..you”.
Sungho’s tears came to a halt, shock taking over. Taesan resumed soothing Sungho’s knuckles, almost an attempt to make the atmosphere less awkward.
“You're not messing with me?” Sungho said, seeking honestly.
He looked sungho in the eyes, truthfully nodding. “I’ve wanted to be with you for months.” Taesan confessed earnestly.
Sungho moved in slowly, treating Taesan like the most fragile thing ever as he moved in closer, grabbing his face gently, closing the distance. Taesan reciprocated, parting his lips against Sungho’s.
They kissed slowly, methodically, precisely. They both wanted this to be perfect, after all they had been waiting for this moment for months.
Taesan's hands found Sungho’s waist, his hands slipping under his shirt soothing the skin underneath, lightly teasing. The room was now only filled with slow sounds of kissing and breathing. This might have been the textbook definition of content.
Taesan pulled back their noses still touching, sungho feeling his breath over his lips. “I love you.” The words feel out of Taesan's mouth so naturally and so sincerely.
“I love you too” Sungho said smiling, suddenly all that sadness and worry was gone with Taesan in his hands.
Taesan adjusted on the bed fully pulling back. “So I suppose this means we’re now boyfriends huh?”.
Sungho nodded, “my boyfriend Taesan.” Sungho giggled “has a nice ring to it huh?”.
Taesan nodded, liking the sound of his new title.