Their bodies remained entwined, basking in peaceful slumber. Haneul's arm wrapped protectively around Jihoon, while Jihoon's embrace cradled Haneul close, their skin warm against each other.

Haneul stirred, opening his eyes to find Jihoon gazing at him with a tender smile. Haneul's cheeks flushed with embarrassment; he still wasn't accustomed to Jihoon's morning admiration.

Jihoon's soft chuckle filled the air as Haneul hid his face. “Mr. Kim...” Haneul's voice trailed off, his face burning.

Jihoon's laughter ceased, replaced by gentle caresses on Haneul's face. Their lips met in a soft kiss.

“Good morning,” Jihoon whispered, his eyes sparkling with affection.

Haneul's embarrassment slowly faded, replaced by warmth from Jihoon's touch.

Haneul's eyes locked onto Jihoon's, his heart skipping a beat. 

“Good morning,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jihoon's smile widened, his fingers tracing Haneul's jawline.  “Did you sleep well?”

Haneul nodded, his face still flushed. “Yeah... I did.”

Their lips brushed against each other, a gentle kiss. Jihoon's hand slid down Haneul's spine, pulling him closer.

“Shower with me?” Jihoon asked, his voice husky.

Haneul's cheeks burned brighter, but he nodded his heart racing.

Together, they rose from the bed, their bodies entwined, and stepped into the warm morning light.

As they walked to the bathroom,  Jihoon leaned back against the bathtub, his eyes on Haneul as he wrapped his arms around him. Haneul settled into Jihoon's chest, feeling the warmth of his body and the soothing water enveloping them. 

Jihoon's hands gently massaged shampoo into Haneul's hair, their gazes meeting in a tranquil moment.

Their bodies swayed together as they relaxed, the bathwater's gentle lapping mirroring their heartbeat. The warmth and intimacy of the moment wrapped around them, a serene haven from the world outside.

“Mr. Kim...” Haneul whispered, his voice barely audible.

“Hm?” Jihoon replied, his breath dancing across Haneul's skin.

Haneul's eyes opened, turning his body at Jihoon, hesitation written across his face.

 “May I ask... about him?”

Jihoon's hands paused, his gaze faltering for a moment. Water droplets clung to his lashes as he met Haneul's eyes again.

“What do you want to know?” Jihoon asked, his voice measured.

Haneul's voice barely rose above a whisper. “What happened between you two?”

Jihoon's eyes clouded, his jaw tightening. The water continued its gentle caress, but the atmosphere shifted, heavy with unspoken secrets.

Haneul's eyes never leave Jihoon's face as they sit under the warm bath. Jihoon's gaze drifted, lost in thought.

“Did I upset you, Mr. Kim?” Haneul asked softly, concern in his tone.

“No, it's not like that,” Jihoon's eyes refocused, his voice barely above a whisper. “His name is Jaemin... we were happy once.”

“We met in high school and started dating after graduation. We shared everything, traveled together... our love was all-consuming.”

Jihoon's eyes clouded, memories flooding back.

“But just one night… I let my anger consume me. Jaemin came home drunk with someone else's face… sticking on him. I couldn't bear the sight.”

Haneul's hands slid around Jihoon's arm on his waist, offering comfort.

“I dragged Jaemin away, and... forced myself on him. I lost control.”

Haneul's grip tightened as he saw Jihoon's head look down, sensing the depth of Jihoon's pain.

“He pleaded for forgiveness for his mistake, and I was blinded by my hurt,”

Jihoon's voice cracked, the water masking his emotions.

“After that, Jaemin tried to regain my trust. I tried to bring back my trust in him but... I couldn't shake off the doubt. His attempts to make amends only fueled my insecurities.”

Haneul's hands rose, cradling Jihoon's face.

“You're not defined by that moment, Mr. Kim. You're more than your past.”

Jihoon's eyes searched Haneul's, seeking understanding.

“Jaemin's possessiveness suffocated me. He controlled every aspect of my life... I had to escape.”

As they stepped out of the shower, Jihoon swept Haneul into his arms, cradling him effortlessly. He carried Haneul out of the bathroom, the warm air enveloping them like a cozy blanket. Haneul relaxed into Jihoon's embrace, feeling safe and cherished.

Then, Jihoon settled onto the bed, Haneul still nestled in his arms. Gently, Jihoon began to dry Haneul's hair with a towel, his touch soothing and comforting.

Haneul's eyes closed, relaxing into Jihoon's care.

“I'm sorry, Haneul,” Jihoon whispered, his eyes downcast.

Haneul's hands wrapped around Jihoon's waist.

“You don't owe me an apology, Mr. Kim. You're free from that pain now.”

Jihoon's gaze met Haneul's, a hint of relief in his eyes.

“I'm grateful for you, Haneul. You help me see myself again.”

Haneul's smile was soft.

“You're always worthy, Mr. Kim.”

Jihoon's eyes sparkled, his fingers tangling in Haneul's hair, continuing drying his hair with his fingers tracing gentle patterns. 

Haneul's heart swelled, a moment of silence. Their eyes locked, the air thick with desires for each other's warmth.

“I don't have class today until tomorrow, we can do it if you want.” Haneul offered, flushing his face.

Jihoon chuckled softly, embracing Haneul and lying on the bed. 

“What do I do with you? You're too cute,” Jihoon said, brushing the back of Haneul while in his embrace.

“Don’t worry, we have a lot of time. So, let's take it easy, hm?”

Haneul felt happy as he nodded and dipped his face into Jihoon's chest.

Jihoon's arms enveloped Haneul, holding him close. “Let's enjoy and bond a lot today.”

Haneul's voice was muffled against Jihoon's chest. “Okay!”

Their bodies relaxed, synchronizing their breathing. Jihoon's fingers gently stroked Haneul's hair.

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

Haneul's heart skipped a beat. “I love you too, Mr. Kim.”

As they basked in the warmth of their love, Jihoon's phone buzzed on the nightstand.

Jihoon hesitated, then reached for the phone. His eyes narrowed at the message.

Haneul sensed Jihoon's tension. “What's wrong?”

Jihoon's expression turned guarded. “Just work-related.”

Haneul's eyes searched Jihoon's face, sensing something more.

“Hey,” Jihoon said, his voice softening. “Let's not worry about it now. We have today.”

Haneul nodded, trusting Jihoon's words.

Their lips met in a tender kiss, pushing aside the looming uncertainty.

Jihoon's arms wrapped around Haneul, deepening the kiss. Haneul's heart raced, his senses overwhelmed by Jihoon's gentle touch.

As they broke apart, Jihoon's eyes sparkled with affection. “Let's make the most of our day, okay?”

Haneul nodded, smiling. “Okay.”

Jihoon's fingers intertwined with Haneul's, leading him out of the bedroom. The warm sunlight streaming through the windows illuminated their path.

“Breakfast?” Jihoon asked, his voice filled with excitement.

Haneul's stomach growled in anticipation. “Yeah, I'm starving.”

In the kitchen, Jihoon expertly prepared a hearty breakfast, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon filling the air. Haneul watched, mesmerized by Jihoon's culinary skills, feeling grateful for these quiet moments together.

As they sat down to eat, Jihoon's phone buzzed again. His expression turned guarded, and Haneul sensed the tension returning.

”Work?” Haneul asked concern etched on his face.

Jihoon hesitated before nodding. “Yeah, just need to take care of something.”

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

”Hey,” Jihoon said, his voice softening. “Don't worry, I used my day off, I already told Director Lee about my absence.”

Haneul nodded, trusting Jihoon's words.

After breakfast, Jihoon suggested a walk in the nearby park. The crisp morning air and vibrant flowers lifted their spirits.

As they strolled hand-in-hand, the crisp morning air and vibrant flowers lifted their spirits. Haneul squeezed Jihoon's hand, sensing a lingering unease beneath his calm facade.