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epilogue (not canon, unless...)

Seungkwan wakes up overwarm, but he burrows closer to the heat anyway. Hansol has always run hot, and Seungkwan is greedy for contact, shaky after the dream he’d had.


“Hansol,” he whispers, fingers creeping up the side of Hansol’s shirt to play over the soft skin of his hip.


Hansol’s face contorts into a sleepy, confused frown. “Mm?”


Seungkwan sighs into Hansol’s skin. “You love me, right?”


Hansol still sounds half-asleep when he replies, “Yes? Is this a trick question?”


“How long have we been together?”

“Since we were fifteen,” responds Hansol, more certain this time. “Are you all right?”


Seungkwan takes a few deep breaths, shaking off the strangeness his subconscious had apparently delivered to him. “I’m fine,” he says. 


“Yeah?”


“Mmhm,” affirms Seungkwan. This is Hansol’s bed, Hansol’s arm draped over his waist, the two of them fitting together the way they always have for as long as they’ve known each other. Not like the dream, where Hansol had looked at him like a stranger before recognition lit up his eyes. Seungkwan had been so relieved until Dream Hansol said, Wow, Boo Seungkwan? It’s been years! Everything else the same—his job, his friends, his clothes—but a Hansol that barely knows him. That doesn’t love him. 


Seungkwan shudders just remembering, and tunes back into the sound of Hansol’s breathing, his heartbeat. Real, warm, here. He doesn’t have to go to his office and wear himself out for another hour or so. It’s okay.


“I’m fine,” says Seungkwan again after some time has passed. He’s not sure if Hansol is even awake anymore, but it helps to say it out loud. To ground him. “I just had a weird dream.”


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Hi welcome! If you're here, you probably came from my jukebox fic end notes, so I hope you enjoyed the ride <3

This ending is actually the first thing I wrote for the entire fic, and ironically it didn't even make it into the final cut. My plan from the start was actually to go back and forth—a Seungkwan who keeps dreaming he's dating his best friend, and a Seungkwan who keeps dreaming that his boyfriend isn't dating him—but I realized quickly that it would take a lot more magic worldbuilding and would end with a significantly less happy cant than I was hoping this fic would. It's a general fic premise I've had in the back of my heart for a long time, but I realized I just didn't have it in me to fully explore here. I was already playing fast and loose with the song prompt (it's about the vibe!!!), so I decided that a more straightforward story would be a better route to take. Additionally, the published version finished under 10k! Which was really needed, since people who follow me on twitter would know that the last month or so for me has been really super busy & it's a miracle I finished this in time as it is.

All that said, I still wanted to share this ending because I think it's fun and I love a bittersweet coda that blows the whole premise wide open! Feel free to comment on this post and chat with me or other readers (if there are other readers?? is this presumptuous?? i haven't been on a journal-based platform in so long sos) about this ending and what you thought, or how you might expand upon it 👀.

As ever thank you for reading <333 love y'all!