The sky was already dark and the streets empty when Youngjae went home after another fight with his eleven months boyfriend already. This time something was sure, it really was over. 

He opened quietly the door of the house he was sharing with his best friend, knowing this one would probably be asleep on the couch with the tv on instead of in his bed.

Three years now that they were living together. They moved in together when they both were in their senior year. It was supposed to be temporary, but after three years, they were still together. They even moved from their small apartment to the cozy house they were in now.

Youngjae worked as kindergarten teacher while Daehyun was the head of marketing and communication in a big company. Lately between lovers and work, they hardly saw each other.

The younger closed the door as quietly as before, then hang his coat before making discrete steps to the living room where like he predicted, his friend was sleeping shirtless, a hand in his sweatpants. The teacher made a disgusted face, was the hand just in the sweatpants or in the underwear!?

” Daehyun “ He whispered, shaking lightly the sleeping man. Nothing. He knew how his friend work a lot and how sleeping was his favorite part of the day. He tried again but this time was pushed toward his lazy roommate, landing perfectly on his chest, the face on his best friend's hard pectorals. 

“Thought you forgot you have a home.” Mumbled the sleepy man in the teacher’s hair. 

“Why, you missed me?” Teased Youngjae, knowing how proud of a man Daehyun was to admit this kind of things. He had a cold image to maintain after all.

”I did.” He replied, surprising his friend.

”Should have call me.” The pretty boy said, burying his nose in his friend neck. He liked the manly scent of the older.

” You know I hate to bother when you’re with your boyfriend. I don’t know want him to think wrong of my attentions" And he knew what he was talking about, one of Youngjae's ex thought they had an affair. He accused Daehyun of wanting the younger for him only. Maybe he won't admit that a bit was true, but he hated when people bring him in their stories, so he beat up the guy. Youngjae had to calm him down before he could kill him.

Daehyun always been over protective to his friend. Since high school when he was bullied because of his uality. Even now the guy could beat asses for his friend. He was like a little brother for him right!?

"What happened, suddenly remember you have a best friend?" Daehyun asked, playing with his friend's hair. He needed a haircut, his hair became longer, the bangs reached the eyes, a contrast to Daehyun's short one.

"I missed you too." He answered instead, letting a satisfy sigh. The shirtless man was so warm.

"You two had a fight right ? He knew his friend better than anyone.

"Yeah. But it's over now."  Admitted Youngjae. 

"What happened? " Asked Daehyun. He was ready to beat the guy.

"We broke up, the feelings were no longer here." He briefly explained. Daehyun made a face. Last week they were like madly in love and now no more love. He would have to talk to the other bastard.

"Want me to take care of him?" The older asked seriously, searching for his friend's eyes.

"No, he's not worth it." The teacher smiled then kissed the handsome man's chin. "Were you watching ?" He asked suddenly remembering how his friend was when he found him. Daehyun frown.

"No I was watching some baseball game." He said. "Why ?"

"You were sleeping with your hand down there." The younger eyed the man's private area. "I was just asking." He said making his friend laugh.

"I'm a man of course I like to have my hand in my pants and scratch my and all." Daehyun said still laughing at his friend reaction.

"Ugh. I don't do that." Grimaced Youngjae. Daehyun couldn't help but found him cute at that moment.

"Let's go to sleep princess. " He lifted easily the pretty man and carry him to his bedroom.

A week after and nothing changed. The younger didn't seem affected by his breakup, like it never happened, and the friendship between the roommates remain the same. But they were more touchy toward each other, more hugs, kisses on the cheek, cuddling session... 

Youngjae was currently cleaning the classroom, the kids all gone. One of the rare time he didn't have to wait for a late parent. He checked one more time he didn't forget anything, before locking his classroom door, then made his way to the bus stop. He decided to send a text to his friend, letting him know he was on his way home. Even though the business man was certainly still at work. Daehyun just like to know when the teacher was leaving work and when he was finally home. So that he knows his friend is safe. He was worse than a boyfriend, but the younger liked the attention. It made him feel safe. 

No time to wait for a reply that a black luxury car stop in front of him, attracting stares. He knew it was his best friend's car, but what was he doing here, wasn't he supposed to be at work ? He rushed to the passenger seat, the cold of the wind making him run to the warm of the car.

"Hi princess." The smiling man behind the wheel said. 

"Ugh don't call me that." He said, secretly enjoying the nickname. "What are you doing here anyway, don't you have work ?"

"Aren't you happy to see me? I left earlier so we can have a friend night. When was the last time we watch a movie together ?" Youngjae eyed his friend suspiciously, he wanted to hang out ?

"If you're going to take me to a stupid soccer game like last time I swear Daehyun you better drop me home before I chop you balls and make you eat them." The younger said seriously.

"I won't." Laughed Daehyun, secretly scared for his precious. "I made a reservation in a nice place then we're going to watch a movie or bowling, whatever you want. Buds night." He then show his fist for a bump, but Youngjae just looked at the fist then his friend. He leaned to pecked his friend's cheek, but this one, with the lack of 'fist response' turned the head at the same moment and a pair of lips landed on his own. 

"Oh my god I'm sorry. I wanted to give you a thank you kiss, but you turned the head at the same time and..."

"Hey it's okay. We're friends it's nothing, I know it was an accident." Reassured Daehyun when in fact his heart was beating like crazy. "We're here anyway." He stopped in front of... Their house. "I need a shower and then we'll hang out a bit before the dinner. Do you have an idea of what you want to do tonight ?" The older asked, unlocking the front door.

"Movie night is good."  Replied Youngjae. 

"Alright. Make yourself ready if you're not. We're leaving in an hour." 

The restaurant they were in was not what Daehyun expected. There were only couples. Even the tables looked romantic, each tables were isolated, with dim light thanks to the candles on it.

"This is beautiful, but don't you think it's a bit... romantic." Not that he minded that much. Back in college the younger used to have a crush on his friend but after being nicely rejected, he moved on. Right !? I mean he dated other guys since then.

"I didn't know, I asked my boss for a nice place to eat. I'm sorry we can go if you're not comfortable." Daehyun stopped undressing waiting for a reply.

"No it's okay. Just if you don't mind the stares." The younger looked around, biting his lips. 

"You know I don't give two s about that." Daehyun smiled sweetly. Youngjae replied with an equally beautiful smile. 

That night, Daehyun realized he might like his friend more than he thought. And his lips look kissable. (They were.)

The moment Youngjae was an hundred percent sure his feelings for his friends were still there, was that morning. He woke up to the smell of food being cooked. Curious since he was the one taking care of the cooking usually. 

He slid into one of Daehyun's old shirt this one gave him because he didn't wear anymore. Not because he liked seeing his friend wearing his shirt sliding off his milky shoulder. It was not his possessive self thinking.

With lazy steps, the younger made his way to the bathroom to wash his face, before going to the kitchen, where he was greet with Daehyun's back, the guy was cooking. The pretty man stayed a moment, admiring the strong back, covered with a wifebeater, until the man turned with two filled plates.

"Awake sleepy head." Stated the handsome.

"Awake and surprise." 

"Its not the first time I make breakfast." Daehyun said.

"No but I don't remember when was the last time. Probably when we were still students."  Tried to remember Youngjae.

"Another reason to enjoy my cooking skills." The business man answered proudly.

"Are we celebrating something?" 

"No but since I have the week free, I'm in charge of spoiling you and make sure you don't tire yourself. Now sit and eat." The gentleman he was, Daehyun helped the younger sitting and waited for him to eat first before starting.

"So, what are going to do to make me feel good." The younger said without realising how wrong it sounded out loud. 

"First I'm driving you to work and take care of the chores while you're away. Then I'm taking you back and we'll go to a nice café drink hot beverage with delicious cakes. Once back home I'll make a bath for you while I cook and I'll even give you a massage before sleeping. How does that sound?" He counted.

"Sounds like a plan." Nodded the teacher. "You could be such a perfect boyfriend."

"You could be such a perfect wife." The older said on the same tone, making his friend blush like crazy.

And just like promise, Daehyun cleaned the house, went to grocery shopping where he even bought his friend's favorite wine and all the things he liked. Took his friend back from work and to a nice coffee shop. Prepare a hot bath with bath salt and all. He wanted to add rose petals but that would become too romantic. When the younger left the bathroom to the kitchen, just like the morning he was greet by his roommate cooking. This one changed back into his wifebeater. In the living room everything was ready, the table was set and all. 

Once they were done, the older sent his friend to watch tv while he cleaned the table then joined him on the couch to cuddle a bit. When he felt his friend falling asleep on him, he woke him up and told him to change into his pajamas since he was still wearing his bathrobe. He bought massage oil for the night, so before sleeping, he gave his friend a massage, letting his hands wandering on the smooth skin, then fall asleep next to his beautiful friend.

So yeah, that night Youngjae realized no men ever took care of him like that, even in his last relationships. Nobody was able to make his heart skip a beat with a smile, only Daehyun. No arms were as warm and welcoming as Daehyun's. He made sure Youngjae didn't need anything. And yeah, he didn't really moved on since college.

The moment they both realize they were crazy in love with each other was when they kiss, not by accident.

It happened the week Daehyun was in holiday. He went out with an old friend to watch a match in a bar. That night, he met Youngjae's ex and wanted to confront him. He didn't expect the guy to admit Youngjae was the one who broke up because apparently 'they were not going anywhere in the relationship.'

"Nice way to say I was not the one he wanted." The guy said to Daehyun. "He clearly made me understand I was nothing like you so I was nothing he needed."

Daehyun told him he was saying bull and they were just friend but the guy insist. "Each time I was doing something, I was doing it wrong because I was not doing it like you. I can't compete to you. You don't even know he's all yours since the beginning. " After that, the night was blurred. The only things he remembered were the guy words. Don't ask him for the result of the game, even that he couldn't tell.

He went home finding his friend watching some romantic movie with his glass of wine and a bowl pop corn. Without thinking, he put the bowl off his friend's laps, to the table, and lay on the couch, the head on the younger's legs. It was time for a confrontation.

"How was your night?" Asked the teacher, petting his friend's head like a mother to his kid.

"Weird." Admitted the laying man. "I realized some things."

"I didn't know football makes your brain work." Mocked the younger since he hated sports 

"Are you saying because I like sport I'm brainless. I used to play if you don't remember and I'm now I'm a rich business man." The handsome showed off. "I even seduced you with my talent."

"My crush on you was not due to you playing football. Well not totally."

"Not totally huh?" Wanted to teased the older man.

"What did you think about anyway ?" The beauty ignored his stupid friend.

"You"

"Me. Don't you see me enough to have to think about me?" He teased, now that he had the chance. Daehyun left his friend's legs to sit carefully on the couch.

"Want me to be honest with you ?" He said looking at the other straight in the eyes.

"Go on." 

"I think this last days with you make me realized how important you are to me and I don't think I can stand being just a friend." Daehyun was not the shy type of guy. If he wanted someone, he never hesitated to let them know before. Why would he do now?

"Can you explain? I don't think I understand." Youngjae was not sure what he was thinking was actually what his friend was trying to say.

"I may be in love with you." Daehyun carefully said. Youngjae didn't know what to say. He finished his glass in one gulp, not ready to give an answer. "Can you say something!?" But his mouth was just opening and closing. To the lack of reaction, Daehyun leaned to kiss the mute man on the lips. The other may be mute but for a kiss, he did know how to use his tongue. He immediately kissed back a strong grip on his friend's shirt. Since when did he wait for this ? The older depended the kiss, a hand wandering along his friend's hips to rest on his . The kiss was like two tongues fighting. Not fighting for dominance, but because they were so desperate for each other that they wanted to taste more of the other. They eventually had to separate to breath of course.

"I take back what I say. I'm with no hesitation in love with you." Daehyun said breathless. Youngjae smiled, his forehead resting against the other's.

"I love you too."  He whispered against the older's lips.