It was a daily routine for hyukjae to seat at the bench, 7 in the morning. Hyukjae was a 40 year old man. His grey hair overgrowing those young black ones, Stubble that has not been shaved for days, wrinkles even more visible as he eyed the birds that were munching happily on the crumbs that were thrown by hyukjae. 

" You are a little too early today." Hyukjae swore his heart skipped a beat. And it still will in future. He tore his gaze from the pigeons as he looked at the angel in front of him. Stunning. He could feel his stomach churning in a familiar way. Love. That was what he felt now. 

" Well of course, I wouldn't want my wife to wait for me." Hyukjae smiled as he helped his lover to put away the white umbrella he had with him.

" I hope this place is shady enough for you." Hyukjae, casually caressing the man's inner thighs. With a smile, Donghae nodded. Hyukjae returned the smile before stealing a kiss from his love....

Lee Donghae.