Reason Four:  You’re the Only One

Post-performance…

            Even before Kyuhyun’s mother text him to say that the performance went off well and that Kyuhyun had done a beautiful job, pictures had already begun to leak onto the internet.  Ryeowook just happened to be on his laptop and just happened to notice the pictures of the performance when he just happened to be on one of Kyuhyun’s fansites.  And he was stuck staring at the same picture for so long at that point, he wasn’t sure anymore how much time had passed.  Was it a half hour?  Longer? 

            This wasn’t the first time that Kyuhyun had acted in a theatrical performance.  And it certainly wasn’t the first time that he’d kissed an actress on the stage.  He’d done it dozens of times at this point.  Ryeowook had even watched him do it live and it didn’t bother him before.  But somehow it seemed different this time.  Was Kyuhyun just more relaxed now?  His acting skills got better with time and even he had admitted that the actresses he’d been paired with for The Moon that Embraces the Sun were particularly easy to work with compared to his past costars. 

            This time around Kyuhyun no longer seemed scared to touch his supposed love interest.  Instead of barely brushing their lips, he firmly planted his against hers.  Instead of a stiff posture as he kissed them, he seemed laid-back, even playful with her.  Kyuhyun no longer acted like kissing his costar was the worst part of the performance.  He seemed like he actually enjoyed doing it.

            At least, if one was looking at pictures on the computer for an hour or so before their husband returned home, that’s what it might seem like.

            When Ryeowook heard the lock click, he exited out of the site he was on and tried to look completely normal as his husband walked in the door of their apartment, shivering, and smiled as he caught sight of his husband on the couch.

            “How did it go?” Ryeowook asked, setting his computer off to the side.

            Kyuhyun kicked off his shoes and took off his coat.  “Really well!”

            Ryeowook smiled genuinely, having worried since his husband was still acting like a basket case when he left the house earlier, despite all the sleep he had and they fact that they were no longer fighting about the other night.  “You’re mother text me and said that she loved it and that you did wonderful, but you know how mothers are.  I didn’t know if I should trust her word until I heard it from you.”

            Kyuhyun stopped at the drawer in the entry to slip on his wedding ring before joining Ryeowook in the living room and sat down next to him on the couch.  “What have you been up to all night?”

            “Just composing music on the computer,” Ryeowook lied.

            “You didn’t look at the pictures from the performance?”

            Ryeowook shook his head.

            “You’re not lying, are you?  Because I can track what sites you’ve been on, you know,” he said, reaching for the computer.

            Ryeowook quickly slammed his laptop shut, which would automatically lock his husband out of it, and Kyuhyun began laughing heartily.  He then wrapped his arm around Ryeowook and kissed his cheek.  “How did I look?”

            “You look really good in red and gold,” Ryeowook said, feeling his cheeks warm and mentally cursing his husband for knowing him so well. 

            “And how upset are you over the kissing scenes?  You’re not jealous, are you?”

            “Why should I be jealous?  I’m the one who’s married to you,” Ryeowook said, looking down at his lap.  “I just didn’t realize there were so many kissing scenes.”

            “There’s only two on the lips and one on the cheek,” Kyuhyun clarified.  “You’re making it sound like we make out on stage the whole time.”

            “Well…it’s more than once,” Ryeowook mumbled.  “I don’t know why there has to be so many.”

            “Considering I’m supposed to fall in love with her…”

            “Your character is supposed to fall in love with her,” Ryeowook corrected.

            Kyuhyun rolled his eyes but complied.  “Considering my character is supposed to fall in love with hers, that’s kind of a given.  People in love tend to kiss a lot.”

            “But back then they—”

            Kyuhyun moved forward and kissed Ryeowook quickly.

            Ryeowook paused for a moment and looked at him in confusion.  “What was that for?”

            “I’m in love with you, so I wanted to kiss you.  I just couldn’t hold back,” Kyuhyun said, smirking at his husband.

            Ryeowook smacked him in the chest.  “Stop it!  I was trying to say something serious, stupid.  Anyway, back when this would have taken place, it was probably considered improper to kiss as much as the two of you did before being married.”

            “Actually, it was probably just frowned upon to kiss in public and people still did it when they were alone all the time.  This sounds oddly familiar,” he teased, leaning in to kiss his husband again. 

            “Well, this whole plot is mostly a romance comedy anyway, isn’t it?” Ryeowook asked.

            Kyuhyun nodded.  “A musical historical romance comedy, I suppose, if you want to be specific, although it’s dramatic in some parts as well,” he insisted.

            “But the whole point is the happily ever after, so really, everyone is waiting for that ending,” Ryeowook only said.  “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that most of the posts are of you and her kissing.”

            “Are they?” Kyuhyun asked.  “Is that why you’re so upset?”

            “I’m not upset,” Ryeowook swore, looking away. 

            “I don’t bel