“Reminds me of how we started dating,” he says wistfully, staring up at the ceiling. Hyunwoo turns, having made quick work of his wardrobe change, and crawls onto the bed. He pulls Minhyuk towards him, snuggling the younger close.

“All that seems like a lifetime ago,” he murmurs, kissing Minhyuk's shoulder. Minhyuk hums in agreement. He turns on his side to wrap his arms tightly around Hyunwoo's waist, burying his head in his shirt.

“It's weird to think of sometimes,” Minhyuk says softly. “To think that once you were completely ready to marry a different man, our next-door neighbor at that… I'm glad you didn't.” Hyunwoo chuckles, his grip tightening around his personal ray of sunshine.