His immediate thoughts after waking up were that it didn't matter where he was sleeping as long as it was warm and cozy, and that's what it was. Even though there was the light and fuzzy aching feeling running though his body, almost as if his heart was pumping his blood mixed with some kind of acid, the overall feeling was better than what he had felt in a long time. The dull throbbing within his body felt strangely pleasant.

"Something wrong, Woohyun?" A tired voice spoke somewhere within close proximity.

What was wrong? Nothing. Everything felt right. 

That was until he realised that usually when something feels too good to be true, there's something that's not right. In Woohyun's case it was the fact that he was getting cozy in the arms of a stranger whom he merely met a couple of hours prior, earlier that evening, while his boyfriend was at home alone, without a doubt worrying himself sick while waiting for him.

"Oh. Man... I'm so sorry." Woohyun stated curtly but wearily. He tried to sit up but the loose arm around his waist stopped him.

He was sorry for several things; one being unable to admit – to himself or otherwise – that this situation was inappropriate and he shouldn't be leading someone on like this when he's in a relationship himself. He was also sorry for waking the poor guy up in the middle of the night, and for probably being the reason this stranger had opted to sleep on the couch with him instead of going to his own bed – even if that choice wasn't entirely Woohyun's fault.

As he recalled the reason that the ended up on the couch in the first place, he was also sorry for passing out on him out of nowhere earlier that evening. I'll go home now, so you can go sleep comfortably in your bed, Woohyun wanted to tell the stranger. His thoughts were then interrupted by a soft chuckle.

"You don't need to be sorry." The stranger's voice was laced with not only tiredness but something else, which took Woohyun a minute to decifer. "Stay." he said firmly and tightened his arm around Woohyun. Then he must have fallen asleep soon afterwards because he didn't say anything else until morning.

Possessive. Insistent. That was it. And Woohyun stayed, just as the stranger had asked him to.

- - - - -

His name was Kim Sunggyu, as Woohyun recalled finding out briefly after falling into a pile of snow with him that evening when he had been on his way home to his loving boyfriend after work. Woohyun had slipped on the ice – startled when Sunggyu had caught him staring at him in a daze – and accidentally pulled the man down with him, on top of him. Then, instead of asking him to stand up, Woohyun asked for his name. Naturally it seemed more ridiculous to him now than at the time of enquiry.

He didn't remember standing up afterwards; he just remembered waking up in Sunggyu's living room, on the couch across a warm fireplace, which had almost gone out by that time in the night, snuggled up in Sunggyu's arms like it was his rightful place. The fact that it felt so rightful might have explained why he felt inclined to greet Sunggyu good morning with coffee and freshly made scrambled eggs for breakfast instead of sneaking out like he might have done in any other situation like that. This still wasn't a plausible enough reason for his actions so instead he told Sunggyu he did so because it simply wouldn't be nice of him to just sneak out – and that it would feel like a one night stand. That was the second time he got Sunggyu to smile that morning.

Sunggyu had been very pleasant towards him all morning, not at all what Woohyun would have expected from a stranger who had been forced to bring a pitiful, sleeping man home with him. But just as he was about to leave Sunggyu's house after breakfast, Woohyun remembered something else about last night.

"Yesterday." He hesitated, but decided to ask about it anyway before leaving. "Did you kiss me?"

Sunggyu nodded, calmly with a hint of a smile, and then added jokingly. "I wonder if that's why you passed out? Like reverse sleeping beauty?"

"It might be." Woohyun didn't want to make things awkward and joked along, but he knew better. Albeit, not a lot.

It wasn't actually the first time he had passed out like that. Woohyun used to believe it was because of the cold – maybe his body was weak or intolerant of the cold temperatures of late autumn and winter – but it also happened at work last week while he was taking a customer's order, when he had to sit down for a moment because of sudden dizziness and eventually lost consciousness altogether. His relentless boss nearly fired him for that.

Woohyun took one last look at the elder male and smiled. "Goodbye, Sunggyu. It was nice meeting you."

"Yeah." Sunggyu shrugged and waved at him whilst scratching the back of his head with his free hand. 

Maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him but it looked like Sunggyu had something to say to him. Instead he kept smiling gently.

- - - - -

Jang Dongwoo was a gentle soul with a personality like an angel; he didn't have a mean bone in his body. Every step that Woohyun took closer to home put some extra weight in his chest. Guilt. Lots of it. He was feeling awful about worrying his loving boyfriend, but he knew that Dongwoo wouldn't jump to conclusions about him staying out all night like that without calling. That just made him feel even worse though, as if he was taking advantage of someone's naive kindness.

It didn't surprise him when Dongwoo almost tackled him to the floor the moment he entered their apartment. Dongwoo had always been very particular about calling or texting when one of them stays out too long so that the other doesn't worry; it was like a promise they made – a promise that Woohyun broke for the first time since they moved in together.

"I'm just really glad nothing happened to you." Dongwoo let out a huge sigh of relief as he hugged Woohyun. "I thought something was wrong when you didn't answer my calls but then Hoya found your phone on the floor in our room, so that explained it." He decided to ignore it when Woohyun raised his eyebrow at his words, and pecked his lips quickly instead before hugging him again tightly. "Have you eaten?"

"I'm not really hungry right now. Hoya was here?" He asked with a significantly jealous tone in his voice.

"Is." Dongwoo admitted. "I was worried about you, and he offered to stay and keep me company..." At that moment, Hoya walked in, waving his hand as a greeting, but choosing to stay silent while the two of them talked. Dongwoo bit his lip at the tension between Woohyun and Hoya, and gently grabbed both of Woohyun's hands. "We're heading to the studio in a while. You shold get some rest. You're exhausted, right?"

Woohyun smiled at hearing his boyfriend's familiar caring tone, and nodded as Dongwoo squeezed his hands.

"Aren't you going to tell us where you were first?"

It was so typical of his best friend to bring up that one thing Woohyun was happy to have avoided until that point. Woohyun shook his head at Hoya – nice, Hoya. I see what you're trying to do. 

Luckily Dongwoo didn't seem to want to pry. 

Woohyun tried to ignore Hoya's visibly annoyed stare and turned his gaze back to his man standing next to him, but it suddenly made sense to him why Hoya felt so strongly about Woohyun staying out all night like that when he noticed obvious signs of sleep deprivation on Dongwoo's face.

There were still roughly two hours left before Dongwoo had to leave with Hoya so he wordlessly invited him to go rest with him until then. Of course, Dongwoo didn't object, more than happy to cuddle with Woohyun until they fell asleep.

- - - - -

"Let's dance, baby." Woohyun ran the tips of his fingers gently along the piano player's collarbones, stopping at his shoulders before squeezing them. His lips curved mischievously into a half-grin when the pianist shot him a frustrated stare as if to ask him why of all times did Woohyun decide to turn up the volume of his own music while he was trying to practice; the loud music was obviously distracting. He needed to practice; it was part of his daily routine and Woohyun knew that. Still, Woohyun couldn't help himself when this exciting idea popped up in his mind. "Come on, it'll be fun."

His eyes brightened immediately when the pianist accepted his outstretched hand, allowing Woohyun to pull his love close.

Then, they danced.

While Woohyun had learned some moves after observing his best friend's dance practices from time to time, this pianist was clearly much better with his hands than the rest of his body. In a way, this created an even more exciting synchronization between the two lovers than that of two professional dancers. Not breaking their gaze for even a moment, they simply went along with the y and latin-like seductive tunes filling the room. Their smiles and movements manifested exactly what Woohyun had had in mind when he came up with the spontaneous idea. He spun the pianist around once, breaking their eye contact briefly, only to pull him closer again. Breathless, the pianist attempted to close the gap between their lips only to be once more spun around so that his back was against Woohyun's chest.

"Told you it would be fun, right?" Woohyun whispered after a few minutes of dancing. He felt the pianist's hands on his arms around him, caressing him gently before pulling away and looking at him again with his eyes half hooded as a mischievous smile was now dancing on his face too.

- - - - -

"Woohyun! Baby, wake up." 

For a brief moment Woohyun couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment seeing Dongwoo's face instead of his pianist's.

It was only a dream... he told himself. Then, he smiled, trying to grab him and pull Dongwoo back to bed. "Morning sunshine."

"Evening you mean?” Dongwoo laughed his adorable giggle-like laughter that Woohyun loved. "Come on Woohyun. Get up. I'm late, and you'll be late too if you don't start getting ready."

"Wait. I'm working tonight?" Woohyun scratched his head, yawning. He must have gotten a little over two hours sleep, he guessed. "Is Hoya still here?"

"No. He left just a minute ago. Said it would be better if he wasn't here when you wake up."

Knowing his best friend, Hoya had probably meant for Dongwoo to keep that to himself. Woohyun smiled at his adorably oblivious boyfriend, but at the same time there was something nagging in his chest. Why had Dongwoo waited for Hoya to leave before he woke him? And for how long had Dongwoo been awake? Not to mention, what were they doing last night when they were together and Woohyun was away?

He shook those thoughts out of his head and sat up just as Dongwoo threw him a pair of jeans and a T-Shirt before leaving the room again in a hurry. He then heard him shouting from another room, "I wanted to let you sleep a bit longer since you seemed to have a nice dream. You wouldn't wake up no matter what, the first time I tried to wake you."

And just like that, the suspicions left Woohyun's mind, finally enabling him to smile again. "Sorry," he smiled sheepishly.

"What did you dream about anyway?" Dongwoo said, as he returned to the room.

"I'm not sure." Woohyun said quietly. "I can't remember..."

- - - - -

Before making his way to the restaurant he worked at, Woohyun decided to take a detour and go send his boyfriend off. Dongwoo was a dancing instructor at the underground dance place Hoya also went to. That's where he and Dongwoo had first met and fallen in love a year ago, when a bored and stressed out Woohyun had managed to talk Hoya into letting him into the practice room – not to dance the stress out of his system, but to watch the other hot and sweaty dancers practice. Among those hot dancers, Woohyun's eyes had immediately glued onto their instructor, Dongwoo.

It was love at first sight. It was like he temporarily forgot about the rest of the world and all he could see in front of him was Dongwoo.

"You didn't bring your phone again, you jerk. You know that Sungjong will kill you, right?" Hoya scoffed as soon as Woohyun arrived, smacking the slightly elder's head before smirking. "He sounded pretty pissed off since you're late again."

"Oh... Oh god! Text him and say I'll be there in a minute, okay? Thanks!"

Woohyun kissed Dongwoo quickly before he ran out in a hurry. He didn't care much if he lost his job – honestly speaking, he hated it for some reason – but it wasn't easy to find another job and he really needed the money since Christmas time was getting close and he wanted to do something nice for Dongwoo. In any case, as a rather popular waiter it was pretty clear that his boss wouldn't fire him that easily; in fact, he'd probably resort to giving him a raise if Woohyun had threatened to quit otherwise.

With two weeks until Christmas, the restaurant was getting busier each day, and as the first week went by, Woohyun's shifts became longer which meant that he got to spend a lot less time with his boyfriend. He couldn’t deny feeling a knot in his stomach at the thought of Hoya spending more time with Dongwoo than he did, but he trusted them enough to not attack them with accusations.

When Woohyun's boss gave him a sudden day off a week later, he decided to go spend the day with Hoya as by an unfortunate clash of fate Dongwoo was busy that day. In any case, the two friends needed to catch up since they hadn't had the chance to hang out alone together since Woohyun moved in with Dongwoo.

A part of Woohyun wanted to use this chance to interrogate Hoya about his intentions with Dongwoo.

They spent most of the day reminicing their highschool days; telling each other stories they remembered hearing about one another's 'private tutor sessions' that the both of them had been pretty well known for as the top students of their class. It was a nice reminder, as it showed how much they had both changed – from notorious players to a mostly calm life, with Woohyun settling down with Dongwoo, and Hoya aspiring to become a professional dancing instructor and choreographer.

Whether it was Dongwoo who changed Woohyun's attitude towards relationships, Woohyun wasn't entirely sure himself. He just knew that one day he was in love and no one else shined brighter in his eyes than Jang Dongwoo – simple as that.

Everything was cool between the two friends until Hoya brought up a strange topic that made Woohyun uneasy for various reasons. One, he was reminded of that beautiful stranger he met recently. Kim Sunggyu. What was even more bizarre was the realisation that he hadn't thought about him once since leaving his house that day, so why all of a sudden?

"Remember? The ultimate sign of true love is when his every kiss turns you on, right Woohyun?"

The fact that Kim Sunggyu was the first person to pop into Woohyun's mind startled him both breathless and speechless. There had been only one kiss, and he had fainted almost immediately afterwards so he didn't really even remember it. It didn't count.

"Come on, Hoya. That's ridiculous."

"Is it?" Hoya asked rather seriously, "You're the one who told me that."

True enough, it sounded like something Woohyun would observe and then also feel the need to inform his best friend about, but why didn't he remember it? Before he could ask more about it, Hoya bomboarded him with another question that once again shot his thoughts back to a dream not too long ago, when he was kissing a pianist.

"Do you feel that way when you kiss him?"

"Well, yeah. I, I mean I guess so." He raised his sholders and then lowered them again, and Hoya pointed out that he sounded unsure. Shaking all thoughts of Sunggyu and the pianist from his dream out of his head, Woohyun knew Hoya's question was about Dongwoo so he answered less hesitantly this time whilst laughing a bit, "He's just too cute though, right?"

"So you don't believe in it anymore?"

"Well, I mean I don't feel that way with Dongwoo, and what we have is truer than true love, so that statement is clearly not true right?" Woohyun reasoned with convincing seriousness, but Hoya shrugged his shoulders.

"But I do."

It took a moment before Woohyun realised what Hoya had meant, and when he did, he was about to either begin his interrogation or flat out punch him in the face. Instead, he laughed. "Right. Because everyone you ever kissed during highschool was your true love, right?"

Implying that Hoya was just genuinely all the time.

Hoya narrowed his eyes at Woohyun, cocking an eyebrow. "Obviously not you though?"

"What- Really? Ouch." Woohyun joked, pretending his pride was hurt, but couldn't help but chuckle at the same time. As soon as he noticed the seriousness return to Hoya's face he spoke up again before Hoya could say anything else. "Look, I know what you were trying to say –"

"What-?"

"– so just stop talking about it before I get angry."

Although his voice sounded the same as before, light-hearted and carefree just like during their earlier conversations, there was something unmistakably darker laced around in his voice, and Hoya seemed to know better than to challenge it.

When Hoya dropped the topic afterwards and even apologized for bringing it up, Woohyun felt relieved. He appreciated Hoya for valuing their friendship. But then he felt the pang of guilt, because Hoya was doing something Woohyun had not done when he fell for the man his best friend had obviously liked too, and that's giving up on love for his friend's sake.

- - - - -

When Woohyun returned to work the next day, his boss told him to take the day off. Again. He'd have been really happy about that if Dongwoo had also been available that day but luck never seemed to be on his side, so he stayed at home, sleeping, and watching television.

The following day he was told to take another day off, and when he asked why, he was told to stop coming to work altogether – for a while at least.

Woohyun would have been surprised but Sungjong had done this before as his tolerance towards Woohyun was very fragile for some reason. Still, the younger promised he would let Woohyun return to work around mid-January. His reason for this temporary ‘firing’ was that he was tired of looking at Woohyun's stupidly handsome face and needed a break from it – his words, not Woohyun's – and he already found a new handsome face to work for him so losing Woohyun for a month wasn't a huge loss for Sungjong.

- - - - -

On his way home that day whist thinking about how to tell his lover he was unemployed – again – Woohyun's legs carried him towards where the beautiful stranger lived instead, entirely against his consious wishes. It wasn't that he didn't want to see Sunggyu, but he felt like he might be bothering him if he suddenly stopped by.

Before he could convince his body to turn back however, he had already knocked on the door and watched an angel open it for him.

He smiled, "Hi Sunggyu. I'm so cold and I think I might faint again. Help me?" He let his body fall forward, blindly trusting Sunggyu to catch him, and it didn't surprise him when he did; Woohyun just knew he would, somehow. He smiled wider as he was embraced by Sunggyu's warmth, and he almost told him he missed him.

Sunggyu smirked gently, "Okay. Come inside then. I'll make some tea and then we'll see what else I can help you with."