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"let's play a game, hyung."

younghyun looked at his boyfriend, confused but also slightly amused.

"what game, dowoonie?"

he stopped for a while, and then stood up. his face looked like it was shining.

"role-play game!" he grinned, "you will be the criminal in jail, and i'm your friend who is visiting you and talk to you through the phone!"

"what the..."

younghyun couldn't finish the sentence because dowoon had already pulled him into the chair, sat down opposite him and placed a set of books between them. the red-haired looked concerned, but he followed his boyfriend's little game anyway.

dowoon put his phone out, glanced at him mysteriously and then pressed the button. he looked jubilant for some reasons, like he was in his own world.

and then younghyun's phone rang. dowoon.

he furrowed his eyebrows, picked up the phone understanding nothing about what would happen next. his boyfriend looked so excited, though, that he didn't dare to ask.

"hi, hyung."

dowoon smiled, his smile looked beautiful that younghyun felt like he fell in love again.

"yes, dowoonie?"

"it's been a while, is it?"

"...yeah."

"i miss you."

he felt his heart jump and his cheeks burned. dowoon says he miss him, what does he mean by that?
he didn't reply, didn't have enough courage to reply. he just sat there, waited for his boyfriend to continue the conversation.

"and what's more." dowoon leaned over, removed the books out of his way so that younghyun could see him clearly, smiled again. "can you please do me a favor?"

"what is it, dowoonie?"

he suddenly couldn't feel his frustration anymore, and somehow- he saw himself smiled back, knowing full well that he could trust the younger.

"marry me."

and he felt a ring slipped down his finger.