a/n: this is really really short. only 700 words. i'm sorry. i couldn't add anything more beside the bit at the ending....

i hope you understand it.

and js this almost has 100 subs and wow just wow i'm so happy so many people actually subscribe and read this! i really love all of you! thank you for giving so much love to yeoljong! ^^

like some of u also know i'm going o hiatus for some while. idk how long but this is kinda like a goodbye. i hope you're not angry with me because of this. but if i'll come back i'll write on this again! :)

thank you all for your support until now!

- hanie

He still knows how Sungjong brightened up when he got the perfume Sungyeol personally bought when he escaped from practice time. And he knows that the younger treasures it. And that Sungyeol’s getting kisses every now and then because of that.

But.

He can’t believe what just happened.

The scent invades his nostrils and he’s dazed. And then someone comes in sight that isn’t his boyfriend.

“Hi..” It sounds sleepy and more than tired but Myungsoo tries to look at least awake for the fans.

“Where are the others?” he asks and comes closer, sneaking his arms around the younger’s waist (and based on his Myungsoo-knowledge the male doesn’t notice).

“Still somewhere behind.”

Sungyeol hums and sniffs and the perfume’s so strong that he knows Myungsoo must’ve used it because he forgot to shower (again). Then he dives in his nose and it gets stronger and he gets angrier. He doesn’t know why he’s angry. It’s just…

The fangirls around them start to whisper, so he just rests his forehead on the others shoulder and tries not to breath in through his nose.

“Hyung?”

He looks up but isn’t pleased so he looks down again.

“Are you angry with me, hy