It was past midnight, and the soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the room, casting gentle shadows on the walls. Yeosang strummed his guitar, the soothing chords filling the space around them while Wooyoung hugged him from behind. His fingers danced lightly across Yeosang's tummy, and Yeosang didn't mind one bit. Instead, he leaned back into Wooyoung’s embrace, a soft smile spreading across his face.

Wooyoung pressed a kiss to Yeosang's nape, nuzzling his nose against his shoulder. "You know," he whispered, his voice barely above a murmur, "this is everything I’ve ever wanted."

Yeosang stopped strumming for a moment, turning his head slightly to plant a gentle kiss on Wooyoung’s temple. “Yeah? Just us like this?” he asked, his eyes bright with affection.

“Just us like this,” Wooyoung replied, a contented sigh escaping his lips. He could feel the warmth radiating from Yeosang’s body, the calmness of the moment washing over him.

Yeosang resumed playing, slipping into a familiar tune that felt like home. He hummed along, his voice a soft melody that blended seamlessly with the sound of the guitar. Wooyoung swayed subtly, keeping time with the rhythm, and it was as if the world outside melted away.

“Do you remember the first time you played this for me?” Wooyoung said, his voice lilting with nostalgia.

“Of course,” Yeosang replied, a small chuckle escaping him. “You wouldn't stop asking me to play it over and over. You were so cute, begging for an encore.”

Wooyoung laughed softly, the warmth of the moment wrapping around him like a cozy blanket. “I still think you’re the cutest.”

A few quiet “I love you's” slipped from Yeosang's lips, punctuated by small kisses he pressed against Wooyoung's hands where they rested on his waist. Each word felt like a gentle promise, a confirmation of the connection they shared.

“I love you too, Sang. Always,” Wooyoung murmured, his heart swelling with joy. He rested his chin on Yeosang’s shoulder, closing his eyes as he took in the peacefulness around them.

Nothing felt urgent. No worries drifted into their minds. There was an overwhelming sense of calm, and in that moment, surrounded by music and love, the world felt utterly perfect. This was happiness, pure and true, just like they had always imagined it would be.