"Good job, now tell me what is the formula for this question?" 

Seunghyun sits beside Jiyong as he tutors him for his exams. 

"Uh-um-" Jiyong stutters as he tries to remember, he is actually surprised he is still able to think while Seunghyun is holding his hand and even though it's difficult to answer while you're blushing, he still needs to answer correctly. "COS?"

Seunghyun grins and moves forward to peck the other on the cheek, "That's it! you're doing well, baby." 

Jiyong will die.

He blushes from head to toe and makes a sad attempt at hiding his face with his bangs. His hands are clammy and he keeps feeling gross even when the other keeps holding it tight. 

Everytime he gives a correct answer, he is rewarded with a kiss and Jiyong starts believing he's in a dream. 

By the time the lesson comes to an end, the sun barely above the horizon, Jiyong pulls the other into a proper kiss. Their lips soft and gentle, experiencing the initimate moment as patiently as possible. Truthfully, Jiyong wanted to go even further. He felt as if he had been holding back so much and needed a release as soon as possible, but avoided making the first move. He knew the other was bold in his approach and would eventually give him that release soon. 

They soon realized the rewarding system was a terrible idea as it always ended with them over each other, and once they almost awoke Hanna with their wet, loud make out sessions. 

It was thrilling nevertheless, even if it lasted just a week before they all left back to the city. 

Seunghyuns' grandmother seemed to have caught on to what was going on between them because as they were leaving, she handed Seunghyun a blue and Jiyong a red Hanbok*. They both had blushed and stuttered over their words but the older woman had hushed them with a wave of her hand, hugging them close to her chest, "nothing in this world is more beautiful than the mutual love and support between two" she had said with a smile before waving them goodbye. (*an opposite coloured hanbok is usually given to couples who are engaged to represent ying and yang)

Hanna, however, was curious as they made their way to the train station and was walking between the two boys. 

"Why did granny give you a hanbok but not me?" 

"Y-you already have a wonderful hanbok you stitched with granny during your stay here, Hanna. It is much better than ours that were bought in stores!" Seunghyun explains to her even as his ears turned red, Jiyong smiled as he watched them.

"You know that's not what I meant, brother!" Hanna pouts and tugs at Jiyongs' shirt, "brother Yongie, please tell me why you got them!" 

"Well..." Jiyong looks at Seunghyun who is shaking his head frantically and mouthing a 'no', "Grandmother gave it to us because we are always in these western clothes! You know how our elders try to help us keep up the traditional values!" 

Seunghyun stares at Jiyong with his mouth agape in disbelief, Hanna looks more confused than before and looks down at her own frock, "Is it bad?" she asked innocently.

"Oh, look! The train is here!" Seunghyun yells louder than necessary, and shifts to Jiyongs' side, "She's eleven, you idiot." He whispers harshly and the said boy jumps.

"I'm sorry!" Jiyong whispers, squeezing his eyes in a cute way at his boyfriend before patting Hanna on the head, "No, no. You look amazing. It's just some grown up stuff, don't worry!" 

"Oh, ok!" The child finally brightens up, shfiting between them again. Jiyong and Seunghyun smile at eachother as they both hold her hands while walking towards the train.

The ride was much comfortable and smoother than before - not!

Jiyong bit down on his bottom lip, trying not to whimper when Seunghyun s his arm around him when the train started moving. He hated how much more sensitive he had gotten ever since they got a bit physical. It wasn't helping that he was still a teenager with raging hormones. 

As they stood in the crowded train, waiting for seats to empty out, the other moved his hand lower, tracing circles on the side of his waist and Jiyong buried his face into the others' neck, whining so quiet that only Seunghyun could hear, who took in a sharp breath and tried pressing their hips together as subtly as possible. 

This freak. 

But again, it's not like Jiyong even tried stopping him. 

"Brother, look! Cows!" 

They both jumped away from each other as they tried looking for the cows where the little girl was pointing outside the railings of the train windows. Hanna seemed to have gotten a seat for herself while they were busy being freaky.

They watched the clear, dewy, green meadows, dotted with cattle and farmers rush past them as the train moved. 

Finally, the first stop came which emptied out some seats for them to sit on and they kept watching outside. Seunghyun held the others hand as they finally got past the meadows and the city came into view. 

"Jiyong, will you visit after giving your exams?" 

The said boy turned to look at him and smiled brightly, "Of course! I will surely come."

"What about staying over?" Seunghyun smiled mischieviously and Jiyong felt his face and ears burning.

"D-don't get ahead of yourself!" He looked away immediately, trying to distr