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Half a year has passed since Choi Yeonjun and Kang Taehyun separated from their relationship on probation. During this time, the wild puma has become a downright tame house kitten, who wants nothing more than...
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Kang Taehyun could not have been happier. He was lying in bed with his boyfriend and cuddling. He laid his head on his bare chest and stroked his belly. Everything seemed as it should be and yet it wasn't perfect. The brown-haired man had the feeling that something was bubbling in the background. He had talked to Eunwoo after the party, but his friend just hadn't wanted to tell him how the night with Beomgyu had gone. Or what had happened the next day. Yeonjun also seemed to want to avoid the subject ever since Beomgyu had moved out, and he himself had heard absolutely nothing from his best friend.
This was despite the fact that news had come every day for half the year.
"How's the therapy going?" asked Taehyun to break the post-sex silence, positioning his head so he could look at the pink-haired man.
"I guess this is how I'm getting used to having a stranger listen to me," Yeonjun murmured, stroking the younger man's upper arm with his thumb. "I talked about Jisoo for the first time yesterday."
"That means you're making progress," Taehyun noted, stretching to give Yeonjun a kiss on the cheek. "I'm proud of you!" His gaze lingered briefly on the older man's face, and he sighed. "I was also thinking about getting some treatment."
Yeonjun returned the look now.
"Why?" he asked, because he had actually always seen the brown-haired man differently, as he probably saw himself. He put his hand on the 24-year-old's cheek, looking at him with interest.
Taehyun looked past him.
"I don't think I can handle certain things on my own." Among them was the distrust he had for his best friend. Taehyun smiled at Yeonjun. "And I know you're just trying to protect me."
He stroked his temple, along his strong cheekbones. "If it helps you. I'll back you up."
"Thank you," Taehyun whispered.
Suddenly, the apartment doorbell rang and the Kang sat up in bed, surprised. "Actually, I'm not expecting anyone," he confessed, but called to the door, "Be right there!" He slid off the bed and gathered up his clothes. "You can take your time," he assured Yeonjun as he was about to dress and walk to the apartment door.
