As Woohyun felt Sungyeol inside of him, he felt as if he was being immersed in pure pleasure. He had his hands on Sungyeol’s back and his legs wrapped around his lover. Sungyeol was giving him butterfly kisses along his neck as he pumped into Woohyun again and again.

            After Woohyun had released his seed onto Sungyeol’s stomach, Sungyeol soon came inside Woohyun. The two of them kissed each other again in sweet passion and fell asleep holding each other in their arms.

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            When Woohyun woke up, he forgot for a second where he was. He attempted to sit up on the bed, only to wince in pain. He then remembered why he was so sore. He gave his ity to Sungyeol just the night before.

            And Sungyeol didn’t even know it.

            Woohyun felt extremely guilty as he got up. He turned around and tucked Sungyeol in, not even caring about the slight breeze he felt on his body. He picked up his clothes from the ground; they were scattered everywhere, thanks to the younger.

            After putting on his clothes again, he sat in the kitchen, looking around the apartment. Sungyeol had said that he and Myungsoo had lived here for a couple of months. So where were all the pictures? Where were the pictures and the cluttered items that made the apartment theirs?

            Woohyun thought that the apartment was oddly clean. It didn’t seem like a home. He searched high and low for at least one thing that would remind Sungyeol of Myungsoo, but there was nothing. There was barely anything there that reminded Woohyun of Sungyeol. It was like they hadn’t even moved in. The apartment wasn’t personal.

            As Woohyun pondered about his strange surroundings, Sungyeol had woken up. He was a little sad to not see the man he slept with the night before there next to him on the bed.

            “Myunggie?” he called out.

            Sungyeol rubbed his eyes and looked around the room. He had missed this bedroom. It was probably the only room in the apartment that he and Myungsoo actually used, besides the bathroom of course. They were never home at the same time to stay in the living room, and they always ate out together. Sungyeol looked at the plain walls and sighed. They were living together for several months, but the apartment looked like they just moved in.

            A few seconds later, Sungyeol heard Woohyun call him from another room.

            “I’m in the kitchen.”

            Sungyeol smiled and got up from the bed, not caring that he was still . He just wanted to see Myungsoo at the moment. He found a pair of boxers on the ground and slipped them on. They were probably his, if not, then it didn’t really matter. Only he and Myungsoo lived in this place.

            Woohyun turned around from the stove to see an almost Sungyeol. He almost dropped the ladle he was holding in his hand from the pleasant shock.

            “S-Sungyeol…w-why aren’t y-you dressed yet?”

            Sungyeol smiled drearily and walked over to Woohyun, who was facing the stove again, not wanting to lose himself watching Sungyeol. He gave Woohyun a back hug, smiling into the elder’s shoulders. He didn’t remember Myungsoo being this much shorter than him. The hug was a little awkward at first, considering Woohyun was fully dressed, but he soon melted into the embrace like Sungyeol wanted him to.

            He exhaled happily and let go of Woohyun.

            “It smells good. What are you making?” Sungyeol asked as he walked into the bathroom to freshen up.

            He heard Woohyun mumble something before he closed the door and just smiled. Myungsoo was always the quiet one. But he never remembered him cooking.

            This was a first. But it was a good first. Maybe the two of them could actually start living in this apartment. While Sungyeol showered, he smiled, fantasizing about decorating the apartment with Myungsoo. He just hoped the other wouldn’t suggest putting so much black everywhere. He wanted…a soft and romantic home.

            After Sungyeol got out of the shower, he walked out, fully dressed, drying his hair with a small towel. A wondrous smell filled his nostrils as he made his way to the kitchen to see Myungsoo. It was then that he wondered how long he was gone. Did Myungsoo possibly learn to cook while I was away? He smiled at the sweet thought and walked into the kitchen to see Woohyun at the table with everything ready.

            Woohyun watched with worry as Sungyeol walked up to him. He just remembered that Myungsoo didn’t know how to cook. What if Sungyeol had figured everything out while in the shower?

            The thought quickly escaped his mind though. Sungyeol stood beside Woohyun and leaned over to give him a quick peck on the lips.

            Woohyun felt his cheeks flush, and he glanced at Sungyeol as the younger sat down next to him.

            Under the table, Sungyeol reached for Woohyun’s hand. He intertwined their fingers and relaxed in the chair. He sighed happily. Sungyeol scooted his chair closer to Woohyun, so their thighs were now touching, and rested his head on Woohyun’s shoulders.

            “Myunggie, I’m so glad to be back here with you”

            Woohyun paused for a second, before replying to Sungyeol, “…Yeah, me too.”

            Sungyeol looked down at their hands together, playing with the other side of Woohyun’s hand with his thumb.

            “Myunggie, do you know how long I was gone?”

            Woohyun gulped. “A year.”

            Sungyeol suddenly sat up, his back now against the chair. He looked at Woohyun with wide eyes. “A year?!” he sputtered out, “What do you mean a year?! You were right there when I woke up! I-I thought I was out for a few days, weeks, maybe even months, but not a whole year!”

            Woohyun didn’t dare look into Sungyeol’s eyes at the moment. He felt a bit strange and pathetic as Sungyeol went on about how long a year was. Now, Woohyun could barely believe it himself. He waited a whole year for Sungyeol, someone who didn’t even remember who he was.

            Sungyeol reached over to move Woohyun’s head. He wanted him to face him.

            Woohyun was shocked to see tears.

            “S-Sungyeol…why are you crying?”

            Sungyeol wrapped his arms around Woohyun and sniffed. “I-I love you. I won’t ever let you go…ever! I’ll never leave you! I’ll make it all up to you! I’ll make up for that entire year of waiting for the rest of my life!”

            Woohyun embraced the younger, hoping that what Sungyeol said was true.

            Sungyeol…if I tell you the truth, would you still keep your words?

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ugh. just addicted to woohyun at the moment.

i watched GATTACA in class today & it reminded me of this story XD OTL

not to mention i cried like a baby when Eugene died...

Anyway! hope you enjoyed this chapter :P

Comments!

@ero-chibi: i know right. oh the pressure T_T OTL & i was thinking either Biology or Psychology? i don't know >< oh & thank you~~<3^^

@kuroidaiyamondo: haha yeah sungyeol has special thoughts(: &i think so! i'm trying to think of a reason why sungyeol forgot what myungsoo looks like. i have one resaon in my notes, but i also have like 3 more chapters typed up XD OTL & thank you!!^^<3

@1s2j3k: oh my gyu. i love getting comments like this<3 they just make me wanna cry T_T<3 thank you!

@910827: thank you~~2X! XD lol hope you enjoyed this update ><

@deliciousyou: sorry for the short myungyeol >< i have some myungyeol stories saved up in my notes though! they'll come when i fnish this story and my other story up(: OTL & i'm planning to be! & thanks (: 

@cassiopeia501: sorry for the sadness of this story >< lol

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Until next chapter~