The morning sunlight peered through the windows of the apartment, shining on his face. He fluttered his eyes open and smiled as he saw the sleeping figure beside him.

“Good Morning, Channie.” The guy wearing such a bright smile said in a whisper, wanting to bury himself more into the other one’s warmth. It’s a rare occasion that Himchan let’s Yongguk slip into his bed for one night tangled in each other’s arms, silent breaths, and pure sense of what they are made of as Yongguk tries to catch something that he seldom hears from the other one. When Yongguk responses with ‘I love yous’ Himchan would always settled for ‘Good Nights’ and the older one is just not satisfied. He never doubts Himchan, no. But there would be times in which he could ask maybe a pull of a string from him because Yongguk feels like he is the one dragging the relationship.