Morning came, and Haneul’s eyes fluttered open, greeted by the aroma of sizzling food. Disoriented, he sat up, rubbing his temples. His head pounded; a hangover’s unwelcome souvenir.

As he swung his legs over the side of the couch, his gaze fell upon Jihoon, expertly flipping pancakes in the kitchen.

“What…?” Haneul trailed off, stunned.

Jihoon turned; a warm smile on his face. “Good morning. Hangover breakfast, courtesy of me. Just sit there, I’ll get you the food.”

Haneul’s eyes widened, touched by Jihoon’s kindness. But as he stood, reality hit him like a ton of bricks – last night’s events flooded back – the wine, the confession…

Haneul’s face flushed, embarrassment scorching his skin.

“Mr. Kim… did I… do something crazy last night?” Haneul asked, hesitant.

Jihoon’s expression softened, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “You were… honest,” Jihoon said, his voice gentle.

Haneul’s eyes dropped, mortification intensifying.

“What… did I say?” Haneul whispered, dreading the answer.

Jihoon’s approach was measured, and his words were carefully chosen. Jihoon took the plate with food and put it on the table near Haneul.

“Hm… what to do? I don’t want to say it.” Jihoon planned to tease Haneul. He sat down in front of Haneul and looked at his face.

“What if I say, you took off my clothes?” He wanted to hear Haneul say it loud and clear by teasing him a little.

Haneul’s face flushed, and he burst out, “I didn’t do it!” 

Haneul then realized what he just said.

Jihoon made a grin smile, teasing Haneul perfectly. “Oho, you do remember then?”

Haneul’s embarrassment enveloped him, and Jihoon’s presence made him wish he could disappear.

But Haneul thought Jihoon might believe his confession was just a wine-fueled mistake. This was his chance to make a clean confession.

Haneul looked down, facing Jihoon, who waited patiently.

“I-I confessed...my feelings,”

Jihoon forced himself not to react excessively. Jihoon held Haneul’s hand, wanting to kiss it but refraining.

“Hm… and?”

Haneul put his hand on his face to hide his embarrassment.

“I said, I like you…”

“Then, that cleared all,” Jihoon said, standing up, “I already appreciated your honesty last night. I just wanted to hear it from your sober self.”

Jihoon took Haneul’s hand, his eyes searching.

Haneul’s eyes searched Jihoon’s face, seeking reassurance.

“I’m really glad you were honest,” Jihoon said sincerely. “It took courage.”

Haneul’s embarrassment slowly faded, replaced by curiosity.

“What did you think… when I said those things?” Haneul asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jihoon’s expression turned introspective.

“Oh, I thought… you were beautiful,” Jihoon replied, his voice low.

Haneul’s heart skipped a beat.

“But… I remember you didn’t say anything last night, Mr. Kim,” Haneul said.

Jihoon’s eyes sparkled.

“I was savoring the moment… and your words,” Jihoon replied, his voice filled with emotion.

Haneul’s face flushed, his feelings for Jihoon deepening.

“What do you mean?” Haneul asked.

Jihoon’s gaze locked onto Haneul’s.

“I mean… I’ve developed feelings for you too, Haneul,” Jihoon confessed. “But I wanted you to hear it when your mind is clear. So I waited for this chance.”

Haneul’s breath caught, his heart racing.

“Really?” Haneul whispered.

Jihoon nodded again, his eyes sparkling with affection.

“Really.”

Haneul’s face flushed, his feelings for Jihoon pouring out.

Haneul’s heart swelled, overwhelmed by Jihoon’s words. He felt like he was floating, his senses filled with Jihoon’s gentle smile and soothing voice.

“I’m so glad,” Haneul whispered, his voice trembling.

Jihoon’s expression softened, his gaze filled with warmth

“Me too,” Jihoon replied, his voice low and gentle.

The air was charged with emotion, their hearts beating in unison. Without thinking, Haneul leaned in, his lips inches from Jihoon’s.

Jihoon’s eyes locked onto Haneul’s, his breath catching in anticipation. Their lips met a tender, sweet kiss that left them both breathless.

“I like you, Haneul,” Jihoon whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

Haneul’s heart skipped a beat, his eyes searching Jihoon’s.

Haneul’s eyes welled up, tears spilling over. He had longed to hear those words.

Jihoon’s face softened, his eyes filled with concern. He then chuckled when he saw Haneul’s adorable side.

“Are you that happy?” Jihoon asked, smiling, pulling him close.

Haneul nodded as he buried his face in Jihoon’s shoulder, tears flowing freely.

“Me too… I like you, Mr. Kim,” Haneul sobbed, his voice shaking.

Without a word, Jihoon pulled Haneul into a warm embrace. Their hearts entwined, love shining bright. 

Jihoon’s lips met Haneul’s, a passionate kiss igniting desire. 

Jihoon’s eyes locked onto Haneul’s, sensing the unspoken desire. He hesitated, his gaze searching for confirmation.

“Haneul, may I…?” Jihoon’s voice trailed off, his eyes seeking permission.

Haneul’s cheeks flushed, but he nodded almost imperceptibly.

Jihoon’s face softened, and he leaned in closer. “Are you sure?” he whispered.

Haneul’s voice barely audible, “Yes.”

Jihoon’s eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his lips brushing against Haneul’s. Their bodies swayed, lost in the moment, as Jihoon’s hands cradled Haneul’s face.

Haneul took off Jihoon’s clothes, amazed by his mesmerizing body. Jihoon guides Haneul’s body carefully laying down on the couch. 

Haneul’s fingers wandered down Jihoon’s chest, tracing the contours of his body. Beyond Jihoon’s captivating physical appearance, Haneul discovered a deeper allure.

Jihoon’s eyes sparkled, sensing Haneul’s thoughts. A gentle smile spread across his face.

His touch ignited a shiver down Haneul’s spine, fueling the growing flame.

Jihoon’s fingers intertwined with Haneul’s, guiding his hand.

“You’re amazing, Haneul,” he whispered, his gaze roving over Haneul’s face and body, filled with desire.

Haneul’s cheeks flushed his heart racing. His eyes locked onto Jihoon’s, lost in the intensity.

Haneul let out a moan at Jihoon’s move.

Their love became one, in body and soul, as they surrendered.

In each other’s arms, they found solace, their hearts beating as one. Their love shone bright, a beacon of happiness, guiding them deeper.

Jihoon’s fingers intertwined with Haneul’s, their love shining brighter. Their gazes locked, hearts pounding in unison.

Haneul’s lips curved into a soft smile. Jihoon’s eyes crinkled, mirroring Haneul’s joy.

Jihoon’s every gentle touch sent shivers down Haneul’s spine. Haneul’s eyes fluttered closed, savoring the moment, as Jihoon’s fingers traced his jawline.

Their lips met again, a tender kiss deepening, passion simmering beneath. Jihoon’s arms enveloped Haneul, holding him close, their bodies swaying.

“I love you,” Haneul whispered, his voice trembling with emotion.

Jihoon’s heart skipped a beat, driven by the desires more. “I love you too,” he replied.

Their love shone bright, filling the space around them, with a warm embrace. As they held each other, their hearts beat in perfect harmony, love radiating.

Jihoon’s hands roamed Haneul’s back, gentle caresses fueling desire. Haneul’s fingers tangled in Jihoon’s hair, pulling him closer. Their love became a flame, burning bright, guiding them deeper.

Together, they surrendered to their passion. Their love became a symphony, playing in perfect harmony.