TW: there are two options for the opening of this chapter: a smut or non-smut version. The proceeding story line will feature the non-smut version, but the smut one will be at the end of this chapter for the people who um, wanna read bad smut?

Open up your heart and just let it begin, open up your heart

"Seonghwa hyung." The elder's eyelids fluttered open, seeing Yunho's doe like eyes directly above his own. "Hi pup." He cooed as the other adorably waved his fingers in front of his eyes. "Did you sleep well?"

The other flopped down flat onto the space next to him, lying facing the ceiling. "I did, thanks to you." He leaned onto his side to face the other and the smallest of grins grew on his face. "I love you so much."

Seonghwa's heart melted, and he couldn't help but beam at the other too. "I love you more than so much, Yunho, and I always will, for as long as I live." He lifted an arm and folded it over the younger, embracing him awkwardly, but it was the best he could do for now.

"You know, Hwa, this is the first time in a while that I had a dream, instead of nightmares or a void..."

"Oh? What happened in your dream?"

"Well, it went something like this," Yunho launched into his far-fetched and very unrealistic tale, making the other laugh at how ludicrous it sounded. "And then I became a puppy, but before I could feel what it was like, I woke up." He seemed so sorrowful about that.

"Hopefully I get the same dreamscape next time. How about you, Hwa? Did you dream up anything spectacular?"

Seonghwa's mind immediately went straight to the rather wet dream he had experienced. "It was... something."

"Ooh, what happened?"

"Oh..."

*A/N: or you can read alternate mature start and continue from here too ;)*

"Hwa, why is your face all red?"

"Um, give me a second."

Seonghwa rushed into the bathroom and shut the door, leaning against it while calming his rapid heartbeat. Once he had settled, he splashed some water on his face in an attempt to get rid of some redness. "Get it together, Seonghwa! How can you be thinking such things when you've literally been together for two days?" Once he felt more presentable, not like a well-ripened tomato, he pulled the door open.

"Hwa, are you alright?" Yunho questioned while seated on the bed, blanket wrapped around him like a cocoon. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Then why was your face all red?"

"Y-you don't need to know." Seonghwa felt a blush rise to his face again.

"Oh," a look of realisation formed in Yunho's expression, before transforming into a devilish smirk. "You were thinking of those kinds of things. For the record, I like to think I'm mostly dom, so hopefully that was the scenario in your head."

"Who said I was thinking of that?"

"Your face was a dead giveaway. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

That only served to make Seonghwa's face redden further, and Yunho burst into laughter. So much for trying to keep it toned down.

.

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Yunho left the house slightly after breakfast ended, since he had the 11am class today. Luckily, he had moved the car to the basement carpark at Seonghwa's apartment block. That made things much more convenient. Yesterday, when he went to his old place, he had packed all his things, which sincerely had not been a lot, and lugged all of it to his car.

Before leaving forever, he left Yeosang a short note, stating that he had taken his stuff, and for him to never look for Yunho himself ever again. He had locked the door, slipping the key underneath before stalking off, never looking back. No regrets.

He made it to his class with a few minutes to spare.

On the other hand, Seonghwa had left the house while Yunho had been halfway through his breakfast, headed for the corner supermarket. Under the superb guidance and watchful eye of the owner himself, he quickly mastered the ropes, and was soon left behind the counter alone. He didn't mind it, being alone, but it also made him realise how wholesome Minho's accompaniment was. It was kind of like playing the piano: one hand may hold the melody, but despite how good it may sound, the quality can only improve further when the accompaniment joins in. He was missing his melody, only playing the chords in the left hand, satisfying, but mundane.

His mind shifted back to earlier when he had told Yunho about this new job. The younger hadn't been pleased, feeling awful that his significant other had quit a job he enjoyed. However, there was an immense relief in knowing he wouldn't accidently come across his ex.

Seonghwa continued working, the hours ticking by faster than he imagined, before he heard a familiar voice say: "Hi Hwa." "Huh? What are you doing here?"

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Yunho had finished all his lessons for the day, and was heading out the door when Dino caught up to him. "Hey Yun!"

"Hi Chan hyung."

"How did it go with your new guy?" He didn't miss the mischievous glint in the other's eye.

"Woah there, nothing happened between us yet. We just went on a date, is all."

"Oh." There was a hint of disappointment. "Just kidding, it's good that you have a new relationship now. Alright, I'll catch you tomorrow."

They waved as Yunho made his way to his car, unlocking it and hopping in. The angel in his mind spoke then. "Hey, since Hwa surprised you with a date yesterday, maybe we should surprise him today. He planned his ideal date yesterday, and today shall be ours!" That didn't sound like a bad plan.

Yunho headed back to the apartment, formulating a plan in his mind as he drove. He wasted no time when he reached, showering and changing clothes before heading to where he had been told the store was. "In case of emergencies," Seonghwa had mentioned, "You know where to find me if I'm not home."

Seonghwa was busy at the register when he entered, and had yet to register his presence. "Hi, Hwa."

"Huh? What are you doing here, Yun?"

"Surprise."

...

"You came to look for me yesterday, so today it's my turn! I'm gonna bring you on MY ideal date. But first, maybe I'll gather some supplies." He went around the store, gathering a basketful of items before returning to the counter. "Ring me up."

It was a weird assortment, ranging from food to camping supplies, but Seonghwa didn't question it, although his mind was full to the brim with queries. "I'll be out in a minute, Yun."

He headed to Seungcheol's office and tapped on the door gently before entering. "Ah, Seonghwa, yes you're free to go. I'll take over from here. Thanks for the help." They left the small office together, where the eldest noticed Yunho standing beside the counter and put two and two. "Oh, you're together, aren't you?"

"Oh yes, Cheol hyung, this is Yunho."

"Nice to meet you. Well, you'd best be off now. There isn't much daylight left." He peered outside the glass window where the sun appeared to be setting.

"Okay, we'll take our leave now. Bye hyung!" They both waved as they exited.

As soon as the door swung closed, Seonghwa spoke up, glancing at his puppy-like lover. "So, Yun, where are we off to?"

The younger fizzed with excitement. "You'll just have to wait and see."

Yunho drove and parked outside a different apartment building, this one considerably taller than his new home's. "Why are we here?" Seonghwa gazed out the tinted pane of the passenger seat, wondering what was so unique about an ordinary apartment block.

The younger turned to look at his partner, casually unstrapping the seat belt as he answered. "This was my old apartment." No sign of distraught in his voice.

"Why the fuck are we at Yeosang's place? Even if you're not afraid, I'm scared of running into him." Shock written all over his face, exceptionally prominent in his eyes. As they say, the eyes are the windows into a person's soul. The driver turned back toward him.

"First of all, we aren't gonna be at the apartment itself, so we're safe. Also, I kinda gave my key back so there's no way we're getting in unless we break down the door. Secondly, Yeosang never comes to where we're going cause he has allergies. Trust me." Yunho got out of the car, lugging his things, and Seonghwa, albeit reluctantly, followed.

The duo crossed the lobby, heading into the elevator, where Yunho pressed the button for the highest floor. As the doors opened, Seonghwa was welcomed to the sight of plastered walls and concrete flooring. He looked sideways at Yunho, confusion aplenty.

"No, hyung, it's one level up. The lift only goes this far. C'mon."

Hurriedly, Seonghwa ran up the stairs after Yunho, and was welcomed a second time to a better, much glorious sight. The roof of the building was overgrown with flowers, except for an area in the center which was padded with synthetic grass, complete with a pond. All around, there were shrubs, jungle ferns and the occasional small tree. The rooftop was boarded on all four sides with red brick walls, rendering the garden invisible from the outside, but the top was encased with a smooth, clear glass, much like a greenhouse. It was remarkable how few people knew about this beautiful place, or rather, even if they knew, not take the time to come up.

Yunho strode through the flowers, being careful not to crush any while Seonghwa followed in his footsteps. Soon after, they were seated on the grass, having finished the food. The sky started to darken rapidly, moonlight providing the only source of illumination. "This is the best part." Yunho lay down and stared up at the sky, Seonghwa following suit. "Look, there's the first star!" The amount of joy painted in Yunho's voice brought a smile to the older's face. "Thanks for bringing me here, Yunho."

The other turned to look at him, eyes shining in the dim glow. "Why are you thanking me?"

"I'm not exactly sure, but this feels like a special place for you. So thank you for sharing it with me."

The younger smiled, a gentle and content one, before looking back at the sky and speaking.

"I like being higher up, because I'll be closer to the stars, closer to heaven. Closer to the ones I lost. Almost feeling like they never left. It gives me comfort, that I'll never be alone. Just like you do for me, Hwa."

And then, unable to help himself, Yunho inched closer, leaned over, and pecked the other gently on the lips, eyes closed as they both savoured the feeling, never wanting it to end.

*TW: Smut*

"Seonghwa hyung." The one mentioned opened his eyes, only to see the younger seated on top of him, palming him through his pajama bottoms.

"Yunho, oh... what are you doing?"

He leaned over, breath tickling the older's ear as he seductively whispered, "Just trying to make you feel good, hyung." Proceeding further, he pulled the elder's pants off in one full swoop, which Seonghwa found he didn't object to. The younger returned to his palming, except this time accompanied with casual stroking, before suddenly grabbing the other's member and pumping it. Hard. He felt his hips jerk off the bed, and seeds slowly trickling...

"Yunnnnn...." Words trailing uncontrollably from his lips as he gasped, "More... harder."

The younger took up the elder's member in his mouth, and at the sudden warmth, Seonghwa felt himself grow harder, cumming right down the younger's throat. "That's my good lil' pup, you do everything for daddy, don't you?"

"Seonghwa hyung."

Wait, his dick is still in the other's mouth, how the hell is he able to speak?

"Seonghwa hyung, wake up."

His eyelids flew open, and all he saw were the dazzling eyes of Yunho's, staring at his own under the covers next to him.

Ah, it was just a dream, but it had been so realistic though...

(I tried okay, I tried) (it's not good but I tried) (forgive me)