sungyeol and his
sungyeol and his
“So you’ll be home for dinner, right?” Sungyeol texted.
“What if I don’t want to come home later?” Myungsoo replied, smiling sheepishly at his phone like an idiot, knowing that Sungyeol was probably regretting getting jealous of his tutor.
Sungyeol rolled his eyes as he read the message Myungsoo had sent him. He paced back and forth in the kitchen, trying to think of excuses to make Myungsoo come home after their fight last week. He had been jealous of Myungsoo’s tutor in his foreign studies, knowing that his tutor would get to be with him more than Sungyeol did. After snapping all of the foul words Sungyeol could ever think of saying, Myungsoo left the apartment, taking his keys and a few things he had passed by before getting through the door.
“Look, Myung, I’m sorry, okay? You know that I’m sensitive and all, and I just couldn’t help but get engrossed in the thought of not having you to myself. Please. I want you to be here, beside me. Please don’t be mad anymore. Come back, please? Come back to me?” Myungsoo read Sungyeol’s text with a smile of triumph, getting what he wanted from Sungyeol: an apology.
He typed in his response, “I was never mad at you, Yeol. I just wanted you to learn from your mistakes. You know that it will always be you, and you only. It always have been, and it always will be. What’s for dinner though?”
Sungyeol sighed at the thought of Myungsoo forgiving him. He looked around the kitchen and found a cook book on the coffee table. He flipped the pages of the book and made up his mind on what to cook.
“Dinner will be Chinese food. And don’t complain, I have desserts to prepare. They will be sweet, but not as sweet as how I feel for you.”
Myungsoo read the message and smiled to himself. His relationship with Sungyeol was never understood by others; they always had different tastes in things, different attitudes, and different views in life. But through all the challenges they’ve been through, Myungsoo had come up with an answer to why they are still standing amidst the stuggles:
Maybe they were just meant to be.
His whisper is the Lucifer»
dongwoo sort of has a way of hugging sungyeol
This was Infinite.