Sungmin traced his fingers over Kangin's skin as the older man slept, brushing the tips lightly over the warm muscles. He felt jealous as he looked at the boy, how muscular and perfect he was.

 

He rested his head on Kangin's chest, and looked at the boy's body under the blankets. He slid his head under the blanket and admired him fully, moving his hand over the muscles.

He put his hand on Kangin's stomach, and giggled when the boy shuffled closer to him at the touch.

He looked at Kangin's face, and watched the older boy mumble something in sleep.

 

"Sungmin" came the next sleepy whisper.

The younger boy felt a tiny blush creep onto his cheeks as he heard the whisper. Resting his head on the pillow, next to Kangin, he wondered if the boy was dreaming of him.

If he was, Sungmin was sure that his dream-version would be more beautiful than he was in real life.

 

As he realised that he would never be perfect enough for Kangin, he let out a long loud sigh. Kangin's eyelids fluttered at the noise, and Sungmin stayed silent, hoping that he would drift back to sleep and not have been woken completely.

Unfortunately, Kangin rolled over and opened his eyes to look at Sungmin lovingly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up.."

"It's okay. Did you sleep well?"

Sungmin smiled. "Yes, I had a lovely sleep."

"What was your dream?"

Min blushed heavily as he remembered the details of his dream. He had been kissing Kangin, the older man holding him close and caressing every part of him as he whispered that Sungmin was perfect. They had been lying together, comforted by the warmth of their bodies and completely happy just being with each other.

Realising that they were now, he pulled away from Kangin a little and looked at him nervously.

"Umm, dreams are private things" he whispered in reply. "What did you dream of Kangin?"

 

The older man laughed, and Min felt the vibrations travel along his body where their skin met.

"Aren't my dreams private too?"

"No" Min laughed gently. "You started the dreams conversation."

Kangin thought about telling the boy about his dream, the secret film in his mind of moonlight dancing and stolen kisses. And decided against it.

"I'll show you my dream" he whispered into Sungmin's ear, before moving closer to him and hugging him tighter.

 

They were pressed together now, their warm skin sliding perfectly together, their bodies fitting like a jigsaw. It was like they were meant to be together.

 

Sungmin let out a shaky breath as he felt the taller boy so close to him. What had Kangin been dreaming of?

 

Kangin held Sungmin tenderly in his arms, caressing his soft skin and just looking at him lovingly. He frowned a little as he felt how fast the boy's heart was beating, and how shaky his breaths were as his chest rose and fell quickly.

"I won't hurt you Min." He put a hand above the boy's heart, and then pressed a gentle kiss to the skin.

The boy felt a little safer at the words, comforted by Kangin's soft actions.

 

The taller boy coughed gently to get his attention, before moving to kiss him on the lips. He massaged gently, softly tugging on the smooth pink lips and then pressing gentle butterfly kisses down his neck.

Sungmin blushed and gasped, his hands trailing down Kangin's body and his chest. 

 

"Is this like your dream Min?" 

The boy looked up at Kangin with wide eyes. "How do you know my dream?"

"You were sleep talking last night, and I listened to it all."

Min blushed and looked down nervously. 

"Don't be embarrassed! It was cute."

 

Kissing his neck again, and moving his lips down to his chest, Kangin reassured Sungmin of his affections. With tender and gentle kisses, he showed his love for Sungmin.

"You're perfect, Sungmin. So beautiful."

Sungmin hugged and kissed back. His dream had come true.