It had become a routine for Seonghwa to shower Yeosang with affection throughout the school year. Today was no different as Seonghwa approached Yeosang and enveloped him in a warm, tight hug. "Hey baby, how was your day?" Seonghwa asked, his voice filled with love and concern. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on the top of Yeosang's head, his lips brushing against his soft hair.

Yeosang responded with a soft hum, not hugging Seonghwa back but leaning further into the embrace. Seonghwa, sensing something was off, asked, "Are you okay?" His fingers began to caress Yeosang's hair, the gentle touch offering comfort and reassurance.

Yeosang remained quiet, enjoying the feeling of Seonghwa's presence. He nuzzled his nose into Seonghwa's neck, breathing in the familiar scent that always brought him a sense of security. Slowly, he lifted his head and planted a sweet kiss on Seonghwa's cheek, a faint smile forming on his lips.

Seonghwa's heart skipped a beat at the tender display of affection. "You're finally smiling," he whispered, his voice filled with adoration. He held Yeosang a little tighter, cherishing the moment. "I love you," Seonghwa murmured, his voice laced with sincerity.

Yeosang felt his heart swell at those three little words, and he leaned in to kiss Seonghwa once again, this time on the lips. Their kiss was slow and unhurried, filled with sweet tenderness. As they pulled away, their foreheads rested against each other, basking in the warmth of their love.

"I love you too," Yeosang finally whispered, his voice holding a mix of vulnerability and affection. "Thank you for always being there for me, Seonghwa."

Seonghwa smiled, his eyes sparkling with love. "I will always be here for you, Yeosang. You mean everything to me." He pressed their foreheads together, sealing their affectionate moment.

Their embrace continued, a moment of tranquility in the midst of a chaotic world. Seonghwa vowed to cherish and protect Yeosang, their love growing stronger with each passing day. And as they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, they knew that their bond was unbreakable.

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That night. Yeosang and Wooyoung are in Wooyoung's room. How is it going with Seonghwa, Wooyoung ask.

Yeosang sat beside Wooyoung on his bed, his legs crossed and his arms resting on his lap. "It's going well, I guess," he replied with a small shrug. "He's always so affectionate and caring, but sometimes it feels a bit overwhelming."

Wooyoung leaned against the headboard, a small frown forming on his face. "Do you really like him, though?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.

Yeosang sighed, feeling conflicted. "I do like him, Wooyoung," he admitted, his gaze downcast. "But sometimes I feel like he's rushing things, you know? Like he wants us to be together all the time and I just need some space."

Wooyoung nodded sympathetically, understanding what Yeosang was going through. "I get it," he said softly. "But have you talked to him about it? Maybe he doesn't realize he's overwhelming you."

Yeosang nodded, a small smile forming on his lips. "Yeah, I talked to him about it today actually. He was really understanding and said he'll try to give me more space."

Wooyoung smiled back, happy to hear that Seonghwa was willing to work things out with Yeosang. "That's good," he said. "Communication is key in any relationship."

Yeosang nodded in agreement, feeling grateful for Wooyoung's support. "Thanks, Wooyoung. You're a good friend," he said, reaching over to give Wooyoung's arm a gentle squeeze.

Wooyoung beamed at the compliment, feeling his heart warm with affection. "You're a good friend too, Yeosang. Anytime you need me, I'm here for you," he replied, his voice filled with sincerity.

And with that, the two friends settled into a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's company in the peacefulness of the night.

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