- Can I have your phone number? – Taekwoon asked

         - Hump? 

         - Well,.. we knew each other name already.  So don’t we suppose to have phone number too? – he scratched the back of his head.

      It’s the lamest reason to ask for phone number, he knew. But what can he do? Taekwoon isn’t good at talking. But still,  Hakyeon looked at him for a few seconds, “Sure. Why not?” He said while smiling

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Hakyeon doesn’t go to the bar every Tuesday now. Instead, he’ll call him several times when he wants to meet him. He would tell him the place and time and Taekwoon would go there and they spend the night together.

Not all of them are about , sometimes Hakyeon would just want Taekwoon to hug him while he sleeps or he just wants them to watch a movie that he rent before, until he’s passed out on Taekwoon’s shoulder.

And against Taekwoon’s willing, he finds himself stumble into Hakyeon more than he should and more than he’ll ever think he could

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One late night, when Taekwoon is getting ready to go home.  Hakyeon didn’t call him today. Taekwoon’s quite disappointed but he held himself from calling to Hakyeon. He doesn’t want to be looked too depressing. After all, they’re just acquaintances, nothing more.

What he doesn’t expect is to see Hakyeon standing outside of his work place, wearing a long black jacket, his hands in his pocket, looking down at the road

He runs to him “ Hakyeon?” his voice’s surprising

Hakyeon looks up, smiles when he realizes him “ hey” he says

          - What..What are you doing here? – Taekwoon looks at him, confusing

          - Waiting for you of course, sily – hakyeon smiles, reaches his hands to caresses Taekwoon’s cheek and Taekwoon notices how cold his hands are

          - How long have you stood here? Why didn’t you come inside?

           - Just about 20 minutes.  I didn’t want to bother you while you’re working – Hakyeon smiles

           - What if I came out later? You’re still gonna stand here waiting for me in this weather? – Taekwoon’s voice comes out a little harsher than he intended because he’s worried, and confused, and touched because Hakyeon’s here, waits for him.

           - But you’re here now. Right? – Hakyeon just smiles

Taekwoon sighs. “You’re so stupid, I never feel bothered by you” he thinks

He hold Hakyeon’s hands, rubbing it between his hands, mumbles “You’re so cold” and Hakyeon looks at him, eyes unreadable, smiles lightly

            - So what made you come all the way here? – Taekwoon asks while they’re walking on the street with Hakyeon’s being wrapped in his embrace. The street is empty now so he doesn’t have to be concerned if anyone see them, but if anyone does, it’s still fine though. He doesn’t care.

            - Now you mentioned it, do you want to go to watch a movie? – Hakyeon raises his head to look at him

            - Like now? – Taekwoon looks down. Hakyeon nods – That’s why you came? – he nods again

Taekwoon sighs – You’re really.. You could have called you know? – he says so but he smiles at Hakyeon and when Hakyeon smile shyly. He couldn’t hold himself to lean down and capture those lips. It tastes as sweet as usual.   

       When they’re apart, he can see Hakyeon’s blushing cheek and it makes him even more cheerful, he tighten his hug around Hakyeon’s body as they continue to walk, straight to the theater

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             - What do you want to watch then? – Taekwoon asks when they’re standing in font of the selling ticket machine. His hand’s warping loosely around Hakyeon’s waist

             - I already have tickets – Hakyeon says as he takes out the tickets, shows for Taekwoon to see

             - You did? But didn’t you say you went