Archive of Our Own

1

One thing that Hanbin and Hao had always managed to do was make time for each other. Whether it was after a solo magazine shoot or some unit variety show shoot, they always came back, wanting to spend time in each other's orbit.

This was what they had thought would keep their bond strong, even after shifting to their new places when the contract ended. It was tough seeing their belongings getting packed and the apartment with Gyuvin getting emptier. They even shed a few tears before realising they could walk over to each other's places in ten minutes.

But living together in a shoebox-sized apartment where you could see each other in thirty seconds seemed easier than waiting for ten minutes to see each other back then. They still made peace with that fact and promised to be there for each other, as always.

That was until their promotions overlapped. More like the aftermath of the overlap.

Last week had been amazing because they got to promote together on music shows. Sharing the same waiting room and laughing with each other felt like they had never separated in the first place. But, backstage, all of them were busy separately. Their rehearsals, which used to be together, were now at different times. It didn't take long to get hit by reality.

Once again, they realised that things were different now.

Hanbin texted Hao to meet for dinner at Haidilao. It had been four days since he saw him last at Inkigayo, and it was just enough before he went crazy. There was also the fact that Hanbin was leaving for fansign events in China the next day, so he had to meet Hao. There was literally no other option. Hao, who had his music show promotion today, readily agreed to meet as well.

They had decided to meet at eight—not too soon, not too late—so that they could be back on time. Hanbin was busy packing his suitcase because they were leaving early tomorrow, when his phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, he smiled. "Jjanghao! Are you done with the practice?"

A paper-shuffling sound came from the other side. "Hanbin-ah," Hao sighed.

Oh no. Hanbin knew that tone, and it was his 'either-end-me-or-I'm-killing-someone' voice. He threw his toiletries inside the suitcase before lying back on the bed. "What happened, hyung?"

"I'm so sorry…"

Alarmed, Hanbin sat back upright. "Hyung, is everything okay?"

He heard a clicking sound of a door, hinting that Hao had either left or entered a room. "They want to extend practice and then prepare some more for the fanmeet we have with fans tomorrow."

Ah. Hanbin sighed in relief. So it was only this. "Oh my god, you scared me! It's okayyy."

"No, it's not! I wanted to meet you today. I even wore my favourite jeans for the date," Hao whined.

Hanbin chuckled, imagining the very clear pout on his hyung's face. He cooed at him, "We can meet when I'm back, okay? It's only for three days."

"Three days?! Hanbin, have you gone mad?" Hao huffed. "I have not seen you for four days, and then you want me to wait for three more?" Hao groaned, exaggerating for dramatics, which made Hanbin smile even wider. "Do you hate me?"

This dropped his smile instantly. "W-what? Hyung, what are you saying?" How could the love of his life even think that? He needed to undo that thought immediately.

"Then why don't you want to meet meeee?" Hao stretched the last syllables to sound more petulant than usual.

Hanbin snorted. "When did I say that, my love?" He was too well-versed with Hao's moods and knew exactly what would work.

Instantly, Hao sighed. "I just…miss you."

"I miss you too."

"Promise me to meet me as soon as you are back in Korea."

"I promise."

"And promise me to bring back my favourite tea that I told you about last time?"

"Of course! I will even buy you your favourite durian chips."

"Bare minimum, but okay."

Hanbin laughed at that. "Go back to practice now, okay? Don't worry too much."

"Yesssss. I'm going to go now. Miss me!"

"Always!"

The line beeped, signalling the end of the call. Hanbin looked at himself in the mirror. He was all dressed for the date as well. He was kinda disappointed about the timing, but he swallowed the bitter pill and nodded in understanding.

"Three days. It's only three days," he chanted before he went back to finish his packing.

2

There are three things that Hao dislikes the most in the world.

1. Getting out of work late.

2. Sansan playing hard to get during their cuddling time.

3. Not being able to see Hanbin.

Right now, all three things were happening to him at once. For the past few days, he had been staying back late to practice for their music show performances and fan meetings. While they had practised their debut stage several times, each stage came with a unique set, so they had to figure out the markings. With fan meetings, they had to prepare for challenges as well, not to mention the live radio shows that they had to go to.

All in all, it was a really packed schedule.

Whenever he went back home, all he wanted was to jump into bed with Sansan and knock out. But that kid had been acting way too nonchalant these days. When he searched online, it said that two years for a Pomsky was twenty-four years in human age. So apparently, he was out of the "teenager" rebellious phase, too. Hao deduced he was edgy for the same reason as him.

Which was not being able to meet Hanbin and get kisses and hugs from him.

When their last date had been cancelled, Hao tried to console himself. It was only three days anyway. When they were in the same team, Hao had to go to a longer schedule in China as well. Then there was Florence, too. It was fine. They had managed before.

But the difference was that Hanbin used to come back home. The home where they used to live together. And now…

They talked daily, mostly on texts. Hanbin had asked him to order fruits because he didn't have the right app, and he was happy to spoil him in any way. He even recommended some of his go-to restaurants to his boyfriend.

That was to say, there was never a time when they were not texting each other. Their chats never ended. But he needed to see Hanbin now, in his corporeal form.

So, as soon as Hanbin informed him that he had landed back in Korea, he made sure to secure a date! Unfortunately, they were both busy, again, so he had to make peace with going to their common chiropractic treatment center together tomorrow afternoon.

He had just woken up the next morning when his phone started ringing. This was the fourth thing he happened to hate, he realised. Unless it was Hanbin, he despised opening his mouth or using his brain in such early hours. Thankfully, when he saw who was calling, he relaxed.

"Hanbin-ah, good morning," he yawned.

Hanbin giggled on the other side. "Good morning, my love. Had a good sleep?"

"Good sleep, even better morning now."

"Is that so?" Hanbin cooed.

He cleared his throat, and Hao could sense he wanted to say something. He opened his eyes properly. "Why? What happened?"

"So, about our chiropractic appointment…"

Hao squeezed his eyes closed, already knowing what was about to happen. "Don't. Pleaseeee." He was never above whining and grumbling.

Hanbin let out a disappointed sound. "I'm very sorry, seriously. It is a sudden meeting we were informed about regarding our upcoming Japanese comeback."

"Oh wow, you are having a Japanese comeback already?" It felt like just yesterday they released Yura-Yura and Prezent together.

"Yes, it's set to release in August, but we were called for an initial meeting."

Hao sighed. "So…?"

"I requested the centre to shift my booking because I really needed it today, and just got done with it."

Hao sat up in bed. He wanted to argue with him on this, just for the sake of it. "You should have woken me up, and we could have gone together, Hanbin-ah."

"You got home so late yesterday, hyung. You need to sleep well." Hanbin was using his no-nonsense tone, which shut him up in an instant, all the fight leaving his body.

He deflated like a balloon and went back inside his covers. "Okay…"

Hanbin must have sensed how upset he was. "I'm sorry. Really."

"It's not your fault. That's why I can't even be mad at you," he huffed. Why can't his stupidly amazing boyfriend give him a reason to be mad at him for once? Why was it always the timing working against them?

Hao could hear the smile in Hanbin's voice when the other said, "I still love you, you know, right?"

"I know…I love you too."

They disconnected the call after some more whining from Hao and more consoling from Hanbin. As soon as he put his phone on the side table, he threw his head into the pillow, screaming his lungs out.

3

Hanbin was glad to wrap up the promotions for their comeback well. With the China and Japan fansigns, they were officially done with this era. His schedule was still filled to the brim with his solo magazine shoots, The Live Label YouTube content shoot and his birthday party even practice, but he was happy to get done with one thing at least.

This is why he was looking forward to meeting Hao after a whole ten days! That was an achievement in itself, and Hanbin felt like writing a letter about it. Maybe he'd add this to his private journal tonight.

Hanbin was not sure if they would be able to meet because Hao was kicking off his concert in two days, but the other had said it was okay, which made him pump his fist in the air.

Today, they decided to keep it simple and go for Hao's favourite gopchang. The older had been yearning to eat it for a few days, and Hanbin was nothing if not a perfect boyfriend to fulfill all of his princess's wishes.

Right now, they were on a video call discussing about everything and nothing, just because. They were meeting in two hours, so they both seemed pretty thrilled at the moment.

"Finalllyyy! After so long," Hao cheered.

Hanbin nodded, understanding the sentiments. "I feel like I'm meeting you after a year."

Hao giggled. "Are we co-dependent on each other?"

"I would hope so."

"I read that co-dependency is not good for a relationship, Hanbin-ah," the older teased.

Hanbin scoffed. "Then we'll be the first ones to show how to function well with it."

Hao rolled his eyes at him.

"Plus, I spent ten days without seeing you. I think we deserve to be co-dependent, don't you think?"

They kept going back and forth about silly things and were laughing when Hao paused suddenly. His face suddenly turned pale, which made Hanbin worried. "What happened, Hao?"

"Ugh! Why is my manager calling? We were done for the day today. Should I just ignore him?"

"No! It might be important. Go talk to him, I'll be here."

Hao told Hanbin to wait as he went to pick up the call.

Hanbin could feel a sense of dread, and his mood plummeted. He hoped it was just to check on Hao's schedule for the next day. He was actually gonna go crazy if—

"So…" Hao was back on their video call. "Bad news." His face looked like he would start screaming and then crying out of anger.

Hanbin exhaled. "You have to go." He didn't ask. He already knew.

"Unfortunately."

"What happened this time?"

"There were some changes for our concert setlist that we need to go through again before the run-through rehearsals tomorrow."

Hanbin was trying his best to manage his facial expressions, but he knew he was doing a bad job at it. His eyebrows felt wrinkled, and his mouth turned downward. "When do you need to go? We can stay on call until then."

Hao winced, pinching his nose. "Like…right now. He's almost here."

This time, Hanbin did not even try to hide his bitter laugh, frustrated with his luck. Of course. He took deep breaths, calming himself down.

"Don't worry, Bin-ah," Hao chimed before he could even speak. "Let's celebrate your birthday nicely."

Hanbin just smiled tightly, not wanting to jinx it. They bid each other goodbye with Hanbin's return to his yearner phase.

4

Unfortunately, Hao did jinx it.

For the last two weeks, he had not been able to meet Hanbin even once, which was driving him insane. Gyuvin, who was usually good at managing Hao's mood, also forfeited after being yelled at one too many times.

Hao had felt guilty about yelling at him and had apologised right after. But the members knew not to bother him about this anymore. There was literally nothing that could help Hao right now except meeting Hanbin. He was only a little stable, thanks to Sansan.

The day after tomorrow was Hanbin's birthday, who was having his birthday party event with his fans that day. Hao would never admit this, but he was jealous that his fans would get to see him on his birthday before Hao could. He was petty like that, sue him.

He bought Hanbin the jacket he had wanted for so long and was now writing a letter as well. He was confused whether to buy a bouquet too, but decided against it.

He was sitting on his desk, his pen in hand, as he was contemplated whether he should go with a pink star or a blue one; he had bought some pretty stationery to decorate the letter. He took ten minutes staring at them, placing them all over the sheet to see how each would look. When he couldn't come to a decision, he slapped both of them onto it. Hanbin will understand his artistic direction, anyway.

It was way past midnight—he knew he should sleep, but this was more important. When he was finally done, he put it nicely inside an envelope, excited for Hanbin to read it. As soon as he got up from his desk, his phone chimed with a text notification. Who would be texting him at two a.m.?

2.05 Hanbinie: you asleep?

Ah. Right. Hanbin was still at work for his birthday event.

He quickly shimmied under the covers and opened his chat with Hanbin.

2.07 Hao: not yet, what are you doing?

2.07 Hanbinie: on a break right now.

2.08 Hanbinie: can we talk on a call?

Hao didn't wait to answer and pressed the call button.

"Hello, my sweet boyfriend." He was feeling pretty good, a rare thing to happen past eleven p.m., maybe because he just got done writing him a letter.

Hanbin chuckled softly. "Why are you still up, princess?"

"It's a secrettttt."

Hanbin hummed. "Should I be looking forward to this secret?"

"Oh, I don't know what you are talking about, mister," Hao feigned innocence.

Hanbin was silent for a while before he asked, "How are you doing these days?"

Hao melted into a puddle just by hearing Hanbin check up on him. He liked to do that a lot, and Hao always returned his favour with his own question. "You know how it is. Tiring, boring, endless." He counted on his fingers while speaking.

"Anything you are worried about?"

Hao thought about it for a second. "Just…the upcoming Japan and Macau concerts? We wrapped the one here well, but I can't help worry about the other."

"You know, you'll be good. You have practised so much," he paused. "You just have to make sure to eat and sleep well, okay?"

"Yes, Dad!" He rolled his eyes at Hanbin's nagging. "What about you? How have you been doing?"

"Physically good, emotionally drained. I have collected a lot of 'daily Hao kisses and cuddle' debt, I guess," he joked.

Hao giggled, blushing a little. He pulled his cover over his head, not wanting the walls of his room to witness his teenage-crush look. "Mhm, I think I can make up for it on your birthday then," he murmured.

Besides missing Hanbin in general, Hao was feeling pretty horny too. God knows, he would be called celibate by his members if they got to know how long it had been since they'd slept together.

"Ah, yes. About that…" Hanbin trailed off.

Just like that, all of the Hao's fantasies for Hanbin's birthday came crashing down. He threw his blanket back. "What?" he didn't even hide his annoyed tone this time.

"You know I was cast as the MC for the upcoming director's edition of Street World Fighter, right?"

"Yeah?"

Hanbin laughed awkwardly. "Guess when they added a last-minute schedule for me?"

Hao did not want to answer this. He did not even want to know the answer to that question. So, he stayed silent, biting his lips as he stared at the ceiling.

Sensing the mood, Hanbin continued cautiously. "Because I'm busy the whole day with the birthday party event, they asked me to come in for the shoot as soon as I'm done with the evening show."

Hao looked at the letter he had just written, still there on his desk. His eyes glazed as he said, "Of course."

"I'm sor—"

"—Don't be, Hanbin-ah. I'm not mad," he sighed. "Or, well, I'm not mad at you. This just…keeps happening."

"I know…"

"It's fine. You won't be able to see me on my birthday as well, anyway."

Hanbin paused as if just recalling the fact. "Ah, yes…you will be in Macau."

"We are the Romeo and Juliet of this generation, Hanbin," he attempted to joke, otherwise he's sure he would be wailing.

Hanbin laughed, although it sounded a bit hollow.

They kept talking for a while until Hanbin's break got over, and Hao stayed awake for a little while, thinking about the time when it was not so difficult to see each other all the time.

+1

There was a few days of gap before And2ble had to head to Japan for their concerts. They had been busy with adding changes to the setlist, preparing for some fun challenges and practising Japanese. Hao had to spend extra time attending some meetings as a leader as well.

To fill the gap, their company asked them to record something for their YouTube channel. It will be posted slowly over the duration of a month, until they wrap up their Macau concert.

And so, Hao covered the song he had been relating to since the doom's day in March.

Thinking of Someone alone by Pets Tseng.

Originally, he was thinking of his fans—Zeroses—when he listened to it. But these days, he had been associating it with Hanbin as well.

It had been almost three weeks since they had last seen each other in person, and instead of his usual anger, all Hao felt was sadness and desperation. His skin was itching for Hanbin's embrace. He wasn't even as moody as he was a week ago. He was just quiet, going through his day on autopilot.

His members had been a little too worried about him. Hao was sure Gyuvin had gone behind his back to talk to Hanbin regarding this.

It's not like they are not texting each other, as usual. But he knew he had been a little angsty and snippy there, too. He felt guilty about it because it was no one's fault, honestly.

After two hours of his cover getting posted, his phone rang. He was lying on his bed, lazily cuddling with Sansan, who came on his own because he might have sensed how much Hao needed those cuddles right now. He saw Hanbin's name flash on the screen and swiped to pick it up.

"Hanbinie," he wanted to sound happier about Hanbin calling it—and he was—but it was just not enough now. He hated long-distance relationships so so much.

Hanbin was silent for a few seconds, a shuffling sound coming from his end. Is he in bed as well? He should be, it was already half past ten at night, and he had an early morning schedule with the rest of the ZB1 members. "I just listened to your cover! You sound heavenly." Hao could tell Hanbin was forcing himself to sound upbeat.

"Mhm." Hao's eyes started pricking as soon as he heard Hanbin's voice. He's finally going crazy.

"Hao."

"Hm?"

"Will you talk to me?"

"Mhm."

Hanbin chuckled a little. "Can I get more than one syllable, please?"

"Yes, sure."

This time, Hanbin was full-on laughing. Hao smiled, listening to the others' laughter. God! He is missing him so bad. When the laughter died, Hanbin asked, "Are you okay?"

Hao couldn't stop the first tear from slipping down his cheeks. Then the next, and the one after that. In no time, he was outright crying. He sniffed and tried not to make too much noise.

"Hao, what happened?" When he didn't respond, Hanbin continued. "My love, I'm getting worried."

"It's just…" he started. "I-I hate long-distance so much. I hate n-not being a-able to see y-you."

"Oh my…" He heard some more shuffling from his head. Maybe he sat up on the bed.

"The chiropractor s-said 'aiya, it's been so long s-since I've seen you both together'" Hao tried to imitate her as well as he could while crying. "T-that cover was for you!" He was a sobbing mess now.

"Hao, please…" he could hear Hanbin's voice getting watery too. He heard some footsteps from his end now.

"I'm going i-insane, Hanbin-ah." He took a deep breath to stabilise himself. "Do you know I cooked today? Me! I don't even like cooking that much!" He sniffled. "Just to keep my mind off things…"

He heard something jiggle in his ears. What was Hanbin even doing? "What did you make?" He sounded much better now, probably after taking a breather himself.

"Our favourite pasta…" Hao whispered, pouting a little. Hanbin didn't say anything, so Hao continued. "And now…now we have to leave for Japan the day after tomorrow!" Another round of tears started cascading down his face. Great.

"Right…" The footsteps sounded more hurried now.

"Tomorrow is also packed with a full day of rehearsals. I think…I should quit being an idol."

Hanbin was panting a little. "What are you saying, hyung?" he chuckled.

"No, seriously. I should be a full-time stay-at-home boyfriend. Maybe I'll start my own Douyin account and become an influencer. Work from home will be easier."

When the other started breathing a little more heavily, Hao paused, his brows furrowed. "Hanbin, what are you doing? Are you even listening to me?"

Just then, his front doorbell rang. Ugh! Who was it so late at night? Yujin was sleeping over Gyuvin's tonight. Did he decide to come back? "Wait, Hanbin, there is someone at the door," he grunted as he got up from his bed. Sansan promptly followed him. "I swear to god if it's Yujin disturbing my cry session, I'm going to whip his—"

His word got stuck inside his throat when he saw Hanbin—in flesh—gasping for air with his hands on his knees. He ended the call on his phone. "Hanbin-ah…w-what?" He looked around the hallway, making sure nobody saw him—or worse, followed him.

He dragged his boyfriend inside and stood there, shocked. What even…?

"What are you doing here?"

Hanbin raised his hand to wipe the tears from Hao's cheeks. "I missed you."

Finally seeing him up close after eternity, Hao started bawling again. He closed the distance and hugged him tightly, hands going under the other's jacket. Hanbin stumbled back by the force of it all, but he managed to catch him in his arms.

"Hanbin-ah," he sobbed. "I-I missed y-you so much."

Hanbin's cheeks were wet as well when Hao moved back to see him. He swiped a thumb under his eyes, reciprocating his gesture. They were both holding onto each other with all their life. They took turns staring to confirm the other was really there and crying when they realised it was not a dream.

Sansan was jumping, his paws up on Hanbin's legs. They both looked down at their baby and laughed wetly. Hanbin crouched to hug Sansan, the other licking his face. "My baby," he cooed.

Sansan barked at him, going to circle the table where his treats are kept.

Hanbin looked at Hao in amusement before playfully glaring at his boy. "It's late, Sansanie. I'll feed you tomorrow, okay?"

"He'll also give you a bath, baby," Hao chimed, grinning at Hanbin. "And shower with me too." He was feeling much more at peace now.

Hanbin's eyes caught Hao's lips. He slid his hand around his boyfriend's waist, inching closer. He lingered in the space for a few seconds, inhaling the other's scent before diving into it.

Their lips met in a feverous desire. They tripped a little on the shoes kept in the doorway. Hanbin gently guided them backwards, his heart hammering wildly under Hao's hand placed on his chest. Hao angled his head to give Hanbin better access. He gripped Hanbin's jacket in the front, pulling him closer. He could feel his toes tingling and his knees going weak.

Hanbin licked his lips one, two times before Hao parted them, giving him the way to slip his tongue inside his mouth. A moan escaped Hao's lips as he moved one of his hands to slide into the other's hair. He pulled at the strands, making Hanbin moan in return. He smiled into the kiss, satisfied by the reaction.

Hanbin pushed him until his back touched a hard surface. Finding himself caged between Hanbin and the wall, he realised he wanted to stay there forever. Hanbin's mouth slid down, kissing his jaw and his neck. He pulled at Hao's threadbare night t-shirt, which readily slid down his shoulder. Instantly, he surged forward to kiss the spot in quick succession.

Hao was panting, his back arched on the wall, neck exposed for Hanbin. "More," he whispered. "Hanbin-ah." His hand slid down, brushing Hanbin's belt.

Hanbin stepped impossibly closer. As soon as their lengths touched over the fabric, both of them moaned loudly into each other's mouths.

Thank god, Yujin was out today.

"Hao…" Hanbin chanted between the kisses. "My Hao."

"Hanbin, I n-need more…"

They pulled back hastily when they heard a bark, only just realising what could have happened in front of their kid. Gosh, Yujin was out, but Sansan was still here, looking at them with his head tilted. Hao wanted to laugh at his expressionless face.

Both of their lips were swollen, glistening with spit and their ears got red in embarrassment. Hanbin let out a chuckle, kissing Hao's forehead before going over to attack Sansan with kisses.

Hao stood behind, catching his breath and watching the two of them with all his love. How did he get so lucky, he thought for the umpteenth time.

They moved Sansan to his bed in the living room. Hao kissed him good night, apologising for sexiling him. "I promise I'll make him shower you tomorrow. You can spend more time with him then, okay?"

They moved to his bed, both slipping inside the covers to cuddle. Hao couldn't believe this was finally happening. He looked at Hanbin some more, committing this moment to his memory. Three weeks of torture, and Hanbin was finally there with him.

"I know," Hanbin snuggled closer to him. "Three weeks were really torture. I think it was the longest we were away, right?"

Hao realised he might have spoken that out loud. "Thank you for coming." He was clutching onto Hanbin as if his life depended on it. In a way, it did.

"Of course. I could not stand hearing you cry and not being able to do anything about it."

"I should cry more often than."

Hanbin tickled him on the side. "I swear to god, if you did it then—" he paused, kissing Hao's temple, "—I will never go back as a normal functioning individual in this society. I'll always stick by your side."

Hao tangled their legs together under the blanket. "I miss this so much. It used to be our normal till a few months ago."

"I know," Hanbin rested his cheek on Hao's shoulder, as they lay together more comfortably.

"I miss waking up to you, kissing or hugging you first thing in the morning, coming back home to you, drying each other's hair, wishing good nights face-to-face at the end of the day…."

"Me too, hyung," he snuggled closer to Hao.

"How are you handling this so well?"

Hanbin let out a bitter laugh. "You remember how I went on that Tokyo trip on a whim after my birthday?"

Hao hummed. "Yeah, I was so pissed because I was still stuck at work."

"Right….well, it was me running away from this whole situation."

"What…?"

He heard Hanbin swallow. "It…was the first time you were not there for my birthday. I didn't take it well. I enjoyed the time with the fans and autopiloted my way through my schedules, but I knew…something was missing." He got up to look Hao in the eyes. "You were missing." He went back down, head on his shoulder. "So I ran away. To distract myself from this emptiness."

"Did it work?"

"I saw you everywhere, Hao." Hanbin laced their fingers together, placing them on Hao's abdomen. "In the milk tea shop we like, in the streets where we took photos on that rainy day last year, in the photobooth where we went with Gyuvin." He stroked Hao's and with his thumb. "Every damn place," he whispered into his ear.

They went silent for a while, both enjoying each other's proximity. "Hanbin-ah, everything will be okay…right?" His vocal cords were feeling tight again.

Hanbin drew back from his shoulder, his forehead wrinkled in concern. "What do you mean?"

"Like…us? This was so tough after only the first album. I'm afraid to imagine what it will be like in the future…"

"Hyung," Hanbin caressed his cheeks. "We'll manage like we always do. Barely," he laughed. "But we'll be okay. I promise."

Hao pecked him on the lips, and then Hanbin pulled him over his chest. After a minute of quiet, he chimed. "Hyung, should we buy a house together?"

Hao snorted, fingers drawing useless shapes on Hanbin's t-shirt. "Your apartment is already my home. We have matching cups, slippers and even toothbrushes there."

"Ah! That's right. You are always lying around there shamelessly." Hanbin let out an oof! when Hao smacked his chest lightly. He held Hao's waist more firmly. "Maybe, bring some of your clothes there too. I've already kept a cupboard empty for you."

"Nope! How else will I steal your clothes then?"

Hanbin nuzzled his nose against Hao's hair. He could smell the citrus of his shampoo. "Mhm, that's correct. I love you in my pajama pants, anyway. Your ass looks so fine in them."

"Sung Hanbin, do you only love me for my ass?" Hao asked, drawing back and acting scandalized.

"Oh, I assure you I love you for more than your ass," he flipped them to hover over Hao, pinning the older to the mattress. "Should I show you how much I love you?" He kissed him softly, before deepening it at the last minute, as if he couldn't control himself.

"But you have a schedule early—"

Hanbin shut him up with another kiss. "Don't worry about it," he said between kisses.

"Okay," Hao whispered as they pulled back, their foreheads touching.

And so, Hanbin spent the whole night declaring his love for Hao. They spent the night whispering how much they missed each other, how much they missed touching each other, what they wanted to do to each other.

In the morning, Hanbin woke up from Hao snoring loudly beside him. He smiled at him, pressing a peck on his temple. He had to get ready to leave soon. He sighed and looked out the window. He could see the dark clouds forming in the sky, but when he opened Plus Chat to wish his fans, all he could say was—

"good morning y/n"

"the weather is so nice today~"