They were so close together, Mingyu could feel Wonwoo's breath on his collarbone. He could feel Wonwoo's heartbeat against his own. Wonwoo's hand on his bicep, placed there by instruction but there nevertheless, made Mingyu's heart pulse rapidly.

Every touch reverberated throughout his entire being.

It was a feeling Mingyu had never forgotten, and it was one he'd missed immensely.

"You don't have to do this," Mingyu murmured softly in Wonwoo's ear.

There was a shiver from the elder. Mingyu almost felt victorious because he knew the reaction was caused by him.

"I know," Wonwoo responded, lips barely moving in the flashing light. "But . . . I kind of like this."

Based on their proximity, Mingyu could tell that was true. Wonwoo was having the exact same reaction he was.

Mingyu tested the waters and traced a circle on the outside of Wonwoo's upper thigh. This action was hidden from the cameras. Some other eyes may have seen it but Mingyu could care less. "I do too," he said.

He couldn't see Wonwoo's face, but he knew the other male was struggling to stay composed.

"Okay, that was the last pose. We're all done for the day," Minho called.

As soon as the last word left his mouth, Wonwoo hid his face in Mingyu's bare chest. "I don't think I can ever face anyone once this is released," he mumbled.

Mingyu laughed. "Why not?"

Wonwoo pulled away then, eyes wide. "Are you serious?" He stood and motioned between them. "We look like we just . . . uh . . . well . . ." He turned away. "You know what? Nevermind. I'm going to change." He fled quickly to the changing rooms, not once looking back.

For one second, Mingyu was amused by the whole exchange. Then as he walked over and Soonyoung let him look at the pictures, it dawned on him, what Wonwoo was referring to. Joshua looked taken aback by the whole thing as well.

Mingyu's jaw literally fell open, and his face was suddenly on fire. How had the thought never occurred to him, when it was so obvious from the start?

They looked like they'd just gotten out of bed after having sex.

They were wearing barely anything, their hair was styled messily. In a few shots, Wonwoo's shirt had fallen off his bare shoulder. The whole thing looked sensual as hell.

People weren't gonna see this as a perfume ad, all they were just going to see a porn advertisement.

Mingyu immediately sought out Minho. "You can't actually be seriously thinking about using any of those photos," he accused.

Minho, always the tough type, actually looked fairly amused. "Of course not. This shoot was just for fun."

"Just for . . . I'm sorry, what?"

"I knew Wonwoo was coming by today," Minho said simply. "Your friends found me a few days ago, and requested I make this happen. And of course, I couldn't pass up such a good opportunity."

Mingyu was dumbfounded. This sounded like something either Jeonghan would do, or Soonyoung and Seokmin. He really didn't think Minho would indulge any of them in their childish games, though.

He glanced around the room and Soonyoung was watching him, suppressing a smile. Of course. Goddammit. No wonder he was invited to be a photographer for the shoot.

Soonyoung held up the camera and tapped the now covered lense. "These will be great for your wedding slideshow," he said with an evil glint in his eye.

"I will get you back for this," Mingyu promised, ignoring the wedding jab.

"I'll believe it when I see it," Soonyoung said then wandered off to talk to Jisung.

With a gulp, Mingyu wandered to the changing area and waited for Wonwoo to finish. Now that the shoot and adrenaline was over, the whole thing ended with nerves.

Wonwoo came out soon after that. His eyes were on the ground as he licked his lips and slipped his hands in his pockets self consciously.

It was a quick thought, but Mingyu had held on to the tail end of it. What if Wonwoo fell for someone else after all?

Yeah, he seemed the same, blushing and embarrassed by the public affection. But what if that was because Wonwoo had someone else? What if he was worried about the pictures getting out because he wouldn't want to see his other person seeing them?

"Hey," Mingyu said. He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm sorry about this. I really had no idea."

Wonwoo looked up then, just now noticing Mingyu standing there. Mingyu couldn't decipher the look in the elder's eyes. He'd never been very good at reading his soulmate.

Wonwoo glanced around quickly as if making sure no one was going to see what he was going to do. He bit his bottom lip as he grabbed Mingyu's wrist and pulled him into the dressing room. He quickly locked the door and turned back to Mingyu.

The taller male was confused as he gazed at Wonwoo. What was he doing? Was this when he was going to tell me he really did fall for someone else?

Wonwoo slowly reached out and his fingers brushed lightly against Mingyu's collarbone. He was no longer making eye contact, his eyes following the path of Wonwoo's fingers.

Wonwoo's hand made a line down his stomach, every touch on his bare skin sending a shiver up Mingyu's spine.

"What are you doing?" Mingyu said, not meaning for his voice to come out so quietly. Wonwoo's hand was now tracing the outline of Mingyu's jaw.

"This wasn't exactly how I thought we'd see each other again," Wonwoo said with a small smile. His hand was now making it's way to the back of Mingyu's neck.

"I didn't even know you were back," Mingyu breathed. 

Wonwoo crashed his lips against the younger's. Mingyu responded immediately, resting his hands on Wonwoo's waist, pressing their bodies together as close as possible.

Their tongues fought, they're bodies grew hot. Soon, Mingyu had Wonwoo's shirt over his head, and it was skin against skin. It never went further than that, but Mingyu wasn't going to complain. They'd never gotten this far before, and the tall male was just glad to have his soulmate back.

They touched each other in ways Mingyu had been to afraid to in the past. Neither cared that they were still in the dressing room, until just then, Wonwoo realized and pulled away.

"Oh my God," he laughed, wrapping Mingyu in a hug. Mingyu knew it was to hide his face out of embarrassment. "Apparently my self control is non-existent after two years away from you."

Mingyu buried his face in Wonwoo's hair. He smiled, and he felt like it'd last forever. "I was worried," he admitted, "that you didn't love me anymore."

Wonwoo tightened his grip. "I told you, I'll always love you. No amount of time or distance is going to change that."

"Hey, look at me," Mingyu said. Wonwoo pulled away slightly and looked up at his soulmate. Mingyu planted a quick kiss on the elder's lips. "I never stopped loving you either."

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a/n: we're getting close to the end guys. you ready??