"It's okay, Taejoon," Han whispered, his voice barely audible. "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."
Taejoon's body shook with relief, his arms wrapping around Han's waist, holding him tight.
Han gently lifted Taejoon up, his eyes locked on his, searching for any sign of doubt. Taejoon's face was streaked with tears, his eyes red-rimmed, but he nodded eagerly, his expression sincere.
"I'll give you another chance, Taejoon," Han said, his voice firm but gentle. "But if you repeat what you did again, I won't be that soft again."
Taejoon's face lit up with a mixture of relief and gratitude. He quickly wiped his eyes, his movements jerky. "I won't, Han. I promise. I'll never do it again."
Han's expression softened, a small smile playing on his lips. "I know you won't, Taejoon.
Taejoon's eyes widened, his heart skipping a beat. "I love you, Han. More than anything."
Han's smile grew, his eyes shining with happiness. "I know, Taejoon. And I love you too."
Taejoon's face crumbled, his eyes welling up with tears again. "Thank you, Han. Thank you for giving me another chance."
Han's thumb reached out, gently wiping away Taejoon's tears. "It's okay, Taejoon. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."
Taejoon's eyes locked on Han's, his expression adoring. He took Han's hand, his lips brushing against it, kissing it multiple times, his tears falling on Han's skin.
Han laughed, his eyes shining with happiness. "Taejoon, stop it. You're making me blush."
Han led Taejoon inside, a gentle smile on his face. Taejoon hesitated for a moment, but followed him, his eyes never leaving Han's.
They sat down on the couch, Taejoon still holding onto Han's hand, like he was scared to let go. Han chuckled, squeezing his hand gently.
"Hey, I'm not going anywhere, okay?" he said, his voice soft. "But maybe you want to let me get you something to eat or drink?
Taejoon shook his head, pulling Han closer. "I don't want anything, Han. Just you."
Han's heart skipped a beat, his eyes locking with Taejoon's. "I'm here, Taejoon.
They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, just enjoying each other's presence. Then, Taejoon spoke up, his voice low and husky.
"I missed you so much, Han," he whispered, his eyes searching Han's face. "Every day, every hour, every minute. I felt like I was dying without you."
Han's expression softened, his eyes shining with emotion. "I missed you too, Taejoon. So much."
Taejoon's face nursed into Han's neck, his arms wrapping around him. "I promise, Han. I'll never let anything come between us again. I'll make it up to you, every day, every hour, every minute."
Han smiled, his eyes closing as he leaned into Taejoon's touch. "I know you will,
The room was quiet, the only sound the gentle hum of the air conditioner and the soft murmur of their voices. They sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, cherishing the moment, and the love they shared. 😊
As they sat there, Han's fingers began to gently stroke Taejoon's hair, soothing him. Taejoon's eyes fluttered closed, his body relaxing into the touch.
"Han?" he whispered, his voice barely audible.
"Yeah?" Han replied, his voice soft.
"I'm really sorry," Taejoon said, his voice full of emotion.
It okay..han respond
Taejoon spent the night on the couch, watching Han sleep on the bed. He sighed, feeling a mix of emotions, but mostly happiness. He was grateful to have Han back, to have another chance.
The next morning, Han woke up, looking around the room for Taejoon. He got up and walked downstairs, his eyes scanning the living room. And then he saw Taejoon, standing by the table, a warm smile on his face.
The table was set with all of Han's favorite food, and Han couldn't help but smile. "Taejoon, you shouldn't have gone through all this trouble," he said, his voice filled with gratitude.
Taejoon's smile grew, and he walked up to Han, taking his hand gently. "I wanted to, Han. I wanted to make you happy."
As he helped Han down the stairs, Han laughed, a playful glance at Taejoon. "Taejoon, you're treating me like a girl."
Taejoon's eyes sparkled, his expression soft. "I'm just making sure you don't fall, Han."
He pulled out a chair for Han, and Han sat down, saying "thank you" with a smile. Taejoon sat across from him, his eyes never leaving Han's face.
"I'm glad you like it," Taejoon said, his voice low and smooth.
Han's eyes met his, a spark of love and affection in them. "I love it, Taejoon. I love you."
Taejoon's heart skipped a beat, his face lighting up with happiness. "I love you too, Han. More than anything."
The room was filled with the sound of clinking utensils, and the soft murmur of their conversation, as they enjoyed their meal together. 😊
As they ate, Taejoon couldn't help but steal glances at Han, his heart full of love and gratitude. Han caught his eye, a playful smile on his face.
"What?" he asked, his voice teasing.
Taejoon shook his head, his smile growing. "Nothing, Han. I just love looking at you."
Han's face flushed, his eyes sparkling with happiness.