Taekwoon woke up that morning with sunlight hit his closed eyes and familiar warmth on his back. He wriggled to let go of himself from tight hug around his waist, and leaned his head at the bedpost, to see who was sleeping with him all night long, although he already knew it.

It was Hakyeon, still sleeping soundly. Taekwoon’s heart ached when he admired his full red lips, which he was so craving to taste. His long slender finger automatically tracing the wet cherry lips, remembering how if feel when those lips on his, long time ago. He leaned down to see it closely.

It would not hurt anybody, right?

So he did it. The kiss was slow, deep and sweet. His eyes closed in ecstasy, as Hakyeon’s lips were his drug that he was so longing to swallow down. He knew this was absolutely wrong. But he could not resist anymore. Months were too much for him to hold inside.

Taekwoon broke the kiss and surprised to see Hakyeon awoke, eyes fluttered softly and he whispered under his heavy breath,

“Why stop? I want more.”

“I can’t”

“Why?”

“I’m sorry.”

Taekwoon was about to get up when Hakyeon grabbed his arm and pulled towards him. Their faces were so close and Taekwoon could feel Hakyeon’s warm breath.

“I know everything. The photo album under your pillow explains all.”

“How you…”