Wooyun had lit up a fire right from under him. Every touch, every sensation seemed to ignite feelings Junghwa never thought he had. All that longing, all that yearning, had culminated in this moment, making him feel inhibited. Their kiss became more intense, like a fire once deprived of oxygen, now roaring and all-consuming.
The way he looked at Wooyun like he was the only thing that mattered made his heart ache. He was too much to bear, but also not enough. He wanted more; he wanted Junghwa to be consumed by him. He was a man obsessed, and he wanted the one he loved to be obsessed with him, too.
Wooyun laughed inwardly. He couldn't believe he'd ever thought lightly of his feelings. He couldn't believe he thought for a second that he could bury his emotions, tuck them away in a box never to be opened again. He was foolish to think for even a moment that he'd be able to move on.
