“ Sunshine came through every corner,
peeking through the shades,
it doesn't have to fade
no, nothing has to change. ”

Sehun's eyes fluttered open as the light coming through the blinds pricked at his tiredness

He stretched his still somehow exhausted limbs and rolled over to the side, blankets shuffling in the process.

He slightly opened his eyes again, peeking through and making sure the man, Jongin who was lying next to him wasn't awake, and hell, was he lucky.

Sehun usually never woke up before Jongin, but this was one of those really rare occassions that happened once every thousand years.

The boy smiled to himself as he stared at Jongin's sleeping figure.

He was cuddled up into a ball just like a little cat, holding the blanket close to his face and clutching onto it while drooling onto the pillow like a little baby.

Sehun carefully extended his hand towards Jongin's handsome face, brushing a few strands of dark, fluffy chestnut hair out of his face as he reminded himself of last nights events.

His face flushed a bit at that, he chuckled.

The way Jongin would pin him onto the bed,

the way he'd feverishly bite the boy's lower lip as they kissed,

the roughness and dominance he had over him,

the way he would endlessly whisper sweet nothings into his ear,

the way he'd show Sehun he belonged to only him,

he loved all of that,

he loved all of Jongin,

maybe even a little too much.

That's what Baekhyun always told him.

'Never care too much, it could cost you a lot.'

 – Is what he'd always say when Sehun did something foolish while madly in love.

But he can't say things have been going well these days with Jongin either. Sure, last night was wonderful or even more than that, but what happened before that isn't so appealing.

They had fought again,

yelling,

throwing stuff,

almost like a married couple would.

Why?

Because Sehun suspected him,

he suspected and accused Jongin of cheating.

He knew that something was wrong.

In return, Jongin tried to justify himself but it just wasn't helping,

more like, it was making the situation worse and worse.

„I've had it with your lies, Jongin! This isn't funny anymore!“

Sehun screamed as he threw the eating utensils he was holding in his hand to the ground.

They scattered in a loud clatter and everything grew silent again.

„Why do you keep doing this?“

The younger man choked out, trying to prevent his voice from cracking.

„Oh Sehun, I have no idea what you're talking about.“

Jongin looked back at him sternly, putting the carafe he was pouring water from down.

He pinched at the bridge of his nose before letting out a deep sigh.

„Listen, Sehun..I really have no clue how this is going to go on if we continue like this. You keep accussing me of things I'm not even aware of and I can't tell you that makes me feel quite fine.“

'Is he accusing me of being crazy now or something?'

Sehun thought to himself.

'There is something Kim Jongin, you can't hide it forever.'

Why should he even be doubting his lover in the first place?

They've known each other for so long and now Sehun keeps doubting him.

Why?

He once found that one text message he probably shouldn't have seen,

from someone in his contacts listed as D.O.

As soon as Jongin left his phone alone once more to shower Sehun nervously fumbled with the unlock pattern before opening his messages, but finding nothing.

It was almost as if Jongin knew what Sehun was doing.

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