You're Too Sweet For Me

Hello again!

"Then you came along, like a drop of sunshine,

With you by my side, everything feels just right.

You make me wanna reach higher than the clouds,

You take my hand, show me how to stand proud."

It was followed by a guitar solo, though it felt incomplete. Not that it bothered Tinn. He was just happy to hear Gun's song. Gun hummed a bit more, too focused on the notes to see Tinn's hamster smile.

"You're my honey, baby.

Too sweet for me."

Gun got shy, hiding his face behind his guitar.

"It's not a lot, I'm still working on it."

"It sounds great." Tinn said, taking Gun's hand in his to kiss his knuckles.

Gun put the guitar away. "You haven't even heard the whole thing."

"I don't need to hear the whole thing. I heard the guitar solo, and I'm not lying when I say it sounds great."

Gun smiled, "Thank you."

"Also..."

"Hmm?"

"I'm your honey?" Tinn asked, a smirk on his face.

"Oh ho!" Gun blinked a few times, the blush creeping on his face.

"Are you teasing me now? I'm leaving."

Gun stood up to leave, but Tinn didn't let go of his hand. Instead, he pulled Gun towards him, causing Gun to stumble and land on his lap.

"Well?" Tinn put his hands on Gun's waist, holding him firmly in place.

Gun smiled, wrapping his arms around Tinn's neck, inching closer to him.

"Mn."

Their noses touching, they stayed like that for a few minutes, indulging in the closeness.

"You are my honey."

Tinn wakes up to his phone ringing. He grunts, searching for his phone lazily. He finds it, and it's Tiwson.

"Hello?"

"Were you... sleeping?"

"Am I not allowed to now?"

"Nothing like that, geez! Don't get feisty now."

Tinn checked the time on his phone. It was still 6:13pm.

"You wake me up 17 minutes before my alarm goes off and expect me to not get feisty?"

"Well, it's good that you'd set an alarm. I called you in case you get late. It would be rude to start the dinner party without a guest."

Tinn sits upright, yawning before replying, "I better not get a wake-up call tomorrow, or I'm not attending the wedding."

"Come on man, don't say that! He knows you're here."

Oh. So he knows.

"Yeah yeah whatever. Now that I'm up, I guess I'll dress up."

"Alright. Meet you at 7:45."

"Sure."

Tinn got out of his bed and started getting ready.

He was here to attend a wedding. His ex-boyfriend's wedding, to be precise. In an ideal situation, he wouldn't be attending. But Tiwson, his best friend, insisted that he should be a part of it too. Tinn refused at first, but then he gave it some thought. Not attending the wedding would be petty, given how it's been five years since the break up. Enough time had passed to accept that they weren't meant to be together, and that they should accept that life moves on. Gun had found himself a pretty woman and they seemed to love each other a lot, from what he's seen from the interviews. And although Tinn was single, it didn't bother him. Whatever it is that he had going on was alright.