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every time i wake up & you’re there next to me, i wonder if i’m still dreaming. "no, no. i think you got it wrong." kyungsoo's voice is still hazy with sleep, much like his lover's. "every time i wake up and you're next to me, i wonder if i'm still dreaming." he smiles. "good morning, beautiful." he presses a soft kiss to eden's cheek, before his lips wander down his neck and chest — the marks of memories of their week together too obvious to be missed by a naked eye. this is the day he's been dreading since the night that weaved their paths together. the day eden will be dropped off at the airport and go home. only to fix loose ends, he says, but who knows what will happen tomorrow? will eden realise the grave mistake he's made in a moment of passion ( and the moments after that )? that the life he built with his husband matters so much more than his buried past with kyungsoo? a thousand fears plague his mind and drive him crazy, but he keeps them inside. desperate to keep this bubble alive and whole, their cherished suspension from reality in the comfort of his apartment. he's forgotten how it felt like, the privilege of waking up to someone he loves every morning light meets his eyes. his kisses stop eventually and he rests his head on eden's chest, wonders for a moment if eden can comprehend the weight of his corrosive thoughts. don't go. don't leave me again. "what do you want for breakfast?" he should make it for eden this time, when this could well be their last. but he doesn't want to move — doesn't want to be anywhere but here.
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