Jiyong was quiet, studying his face. A tentative hand reached out to brush against Seunghyun’s abdomen. His fingers splayed open, palm flattening over Seunghyun’s navel through his shirt. Jiyong looked up at him.

When Seunghyun didn’t stop him or say anything, Jiyong’s hand wandered higher, up over Seunghyun’s heart. Seunghyun was sure Jiyong must feel it pounding against his palm.

“Jiyong-ah, I have something to tell you?” Seunghyun murmured, voice gone low.

Loving you not just because of your beauty.

I love you more and more, your every eye contact touches my heart.

Because you let me see forever and then I understand myself.

Please treasure the days that are about to come

Loving me, there’ll be some pain and unfairness

If you really love me, it's really not an "of course" decision.

I can feel your breathe next to my ears as magical as breeze passes by.

You softly comfort my uneasiness.

Therefore I really want to learn your smile every day, how natural it is

Forever Love

I really want to spend my whole life time loving you.

From this moment on, You will be my ultimate reason of happiness.

Love is the most beautiful and furthest journey.

There’ll be rains and mud along the way which sometimes prevent us from going forward

I can feel your temperature in my arms as warmly as sunlight.

You magically melt my uneasiness

Unbelievable, this proves my reason of loving you, how natural it is

Your flickering eyes

and my silent voice

is the best evidence our still loving each other

So please let me repeat this. I love you....

Until eternity

Seunghyun didn’t know if he was pulling Jiyong or if Jiyong was coming of his own, just that the distance was slowly closing between them, slow enough to squeeze in ten thumps of his pounding heart.

His eyes closed just before Jiyong reached him, just before Jiyong’s warm breath fanned over his lips. Their mouths were two distinguishable entities, until they weren’t, until they melted together on a soft sigh. Jiyong’s sigh, Seunghyun noted.

Jiyong’s chest was heaving up and down. “Thank you,” he managed.