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“I’m already pretty traumatized,” Taehyun said, pasting on a smile. “Who cares?”

“Literally everyone cares, bug,” Yeonjun said.

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Soobin’s cute nose sniffles. It looks very soft. "I can't wait much longer, you know? Kai was telling me that he smooches each one of his plushies every night and while I thought that was pretty stupid at the moment, it also hit me that I wanted to do that too! With you! My plushie," his thumb rubs into his skin. His eyes are heart-shaped. Yeonjun is furious. A plushie, really?

"That's when I realized I love you. You’re really nice and–” he lets out a shaky, sobby breath, “You hang out with me and you like my bedhead. And,” his eyes get watery again,“you came over to stab potatoes with me.

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“I’ll make a ton of money while you’re in school, and then next summer we’ll go to Europe together,” Yeonjun declares. “Or California. Wherever you wanna go, babe.”

Soobin’s face flushes at the endearment. “As long as we go together, I don’t care where it is.”

“Oh,” Yeonjun mutters, clutching his stomach and falling to the side.

“What?!” Soobin cries, sitting up and reaching for him.

“That was so nauseating,” Yeonjun groans.

“Yah! Shut up!” Soobin cries. “You started it!”

Yeonjun cackles so much and so loudly that Soobin has no choice but to kiss him again to shut him up.

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“I don’t like feeling like I’m not doing anything, though.”

“Fine,” Yeonjun huffs. “Then you can sit over there on the counter and be my eye candy.”

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Yeonjun’s trying his best to be patient and accommodating and not at all clingy, but Yeonjun has needs. If Yeonjun were to illustrate his needs, it would be quite similar to Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs pyramid, but to reach self-actualization, he needs time with Beomgyu. God, Yeonjun should be studied by psychologists. Imagine being this evolved.

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“Of course I want to,” Kai says. “I like you. I’ve”—and here, he swallows down a word, something Taehyun can intuit even if he doesn’t hear it outright—“you for so long.”

And now Taehyun’s the one thinking, how can he just say stuff like that?, glad for the way the darkness conceals his surprise. Kai bares his bleeding heart so easily, and Taehyun is ready to run his hands all over it, stain his fingertips red with all that he feels.

“Me too,” Taehyun admits.

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"Exactly. And why are you calling me hyung? When did we get so close?"

"Whaaat? Come on, aren't we close after all that? We're literally sleeping in the same bed!"

"T-that doesn't mean anything! You didn't even ask me!"

"Okay, can I call you hyung? Please?" And then he curled his lips in a sort of straight smile that made his dimples pop out. Yeonjun thought this boy was an incredibly dangerous creature.

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Because- because the thing is, sometimes Yeonjun will look at Soobin fresh out bed, hair mussed up and shirt slipping off his shoulders and he’ll want to kiss him stupid, drag him right back to bed and devour him. That Yeonjun knows, that he’s familiar with. But sometimes Soobin will stumble into the doorframe, still mostly asleep, and Yeonjun craves kissing him awake instead, doing something cheesy like attempting to make breakfast even though he’s only halfway decent at food. Do all the disgusting lovey-dovey things people in dramas do in the hopes that Soobin will smile, for him, just for him.

That… that Yeonjun is not familiar with, not by a long shot. He knows how to flirt and how to make someone want him. If he tried enough, he could probably make Soobin want him too, but then morning will come and Yeonjun has no idea how to make people stay. He’s never wanted it before, not like this.

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“I’ll call you an idiot when I want to.” Soobin kisses his nose. “I’ll kiss you when I want to, too.”

“Whenever you want?” his voice is carrying a teasing lilt now, a fond lingering touch. “I’m afraid that’s a boyfriend only benefit.”

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“I wore this so we could do something sexy, you know.” Soobin groans but Beomgyu isn’t deterred. “If I knew you were going to confess, I would’ve been looking more decent.”

“I don’t care how you look,” Soobin says. “You look good right now, so good.”

“Of course, you think so,” Beomgyu preens. “You’re in love with me.”

Soobin can’t help it. It may not be time. It may ruin everything. It may alter the set of his present in a way he’ll regret years down the line. But it may also fix everything. It may be just what he needs.

“I am,” Soobin nods. “Choi Beomgyu, I regrettably inform you that I’m in love with you.”

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“The mood,” Beomgyu says, when he pulls away, “can always be resurrected. You know this, hyung. You should be wanting to jump me whenever you see me anyway—considering I’m this cute and your boyfriend.”

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‘I’m here, Huening. Out. Now.’

Kai clamps his mouth, attempting not to laugh out loud at the bossy tone that he can hear from the message. He knows Taehyun doesn't mean to sound too strict. He’s probably just cold and wanted to type in short sentences. Hueningkai slips his phone into his pocket and steps towards the exit, making sure that he didn't leave any appliances on. Once he's done looking over the studio, he closes the door and locks it behind him. With his hands inside the pockets of his jacket, he starts walking.

— ✹ —

“Your message sounded like you were dropping a new album,” Hueningkai says as a greeting. His steps are quick as he eagerly makes his way to Taehyun. “Hi.”

The shorter male lets out an exhale, breath visible in the frigid night. “What?”

“I’m here, Huening. Out. Now.” The younger laughs after repeating the sentence in a monotone voice. “Didn’t know you’re debuting with an album dedicated to me. ”

“You would make an amazing muse, anyway,” Taehyun responds nonchalantly. “If I were to actually write an album, or maybe just one song, I wouldn’t mind dedicating it to you.”

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As they went on a ride home, Kai questioned the reason for their emergency, which Taehyun answered with a nonchalant shrug. “She planned our whole relationship up to meeting her mom. I think she’s going to plan a shared bank account and funeral home by the time of the date.”

In which Kai responded indignantly. His voice might have been louder if it was not for the wind carrying his words towards Taehyun who’s seated behind him, arms locked around his waist.

“Taehyun, that’s not a 9/10 kind of emergency! I went all batshit crazy ex on you for nothing!”

“What would be a 9/10 then?” he shouted back.

“A serial killer vibe!”

“That would be a 10/10, idiot!”

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Cherry Terry <3

I only like mint chocolate if it’s on your face

Kai

Are you a dog

Cherry Terry <3

I can be your dog

Kai

Oh my god, the loml is a furry

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“I brushed my teeth too hard, so my mouth might or might not taste like blood,” Kai says. He locks the door.

“Oh, yum,” Soobin says, dry. He sits up, putting his phone away. “Come here and let hyung kiss it better.” He pats the bed in front of him.

“Hyung,” Kai says, cheeks burning, stomach churning.

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Kai sucks in a huge breath, and realises belatedly that he hadn’t been breathing.

Naturally, Soobin notices.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen your face this red,” Soobin comments, teasing.

Kai feels his face flush even warmer. What does he even say to that? Neither have I? Sorry, I was so overwhelmed from kissing you that I forgot basic human instinct?

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Besides, if he still gave the letters he wrote, he would probably look like a subscription instead of an admirer with how much he writes in a day for one person only. Damn, he’s become a faithful crushee.

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Silence ensued again, leaving Soobin to play with his fingers in discomfort, before Yeonjun sighed, throwing his arm around Soobin’s waist. The younger boy froze.

“What?” Yeonjun muttered. “Would you relax more if I said no homo?”

“I’m bi,” Soobin laughed, shaking his head. Shifting, he pulled Yeonjun closer, letting his head rest on his shoulder. “How can there be no homo if there’s two homos in one bed?”

Yeonjun snickered. “Whatever.”

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Taehyun had been so proud of this lab coat; he’d received it for his thesis research. He remembered Taehyun’s sparkling eyes when he pulled Beomgyu along to unpack it with him. They’d sat down on their carpet as Taehyun ceremoniously snipped open the plastic — sorry, environment — wrapping.

“Look, Gyu! It’s my name!” he’d squealed, shoving the fabric in Beomgyu’s face.

Beomgyu, infected by Taehyun’s smile, cupped Taehyun’s cheeks and pressed a kiss to his lips. Taehyun’s joy was his, after all. “Congratulations, baby, I’m so proud of you!”

Taehyun’s face lit up like torches in the night. Of course a fashion haul was required, so Taehyun soon paraded around in it, strutting down their improvised catwalk and twirled it around like he was Cinderella after the Fairy Godmother had paid a visit. Eventually he’d picked Beomgyu up, spinning him around along.

Beomgyu had screeched in surprise, though it was quickly drowned by the shrieking laughter. What he’d do just to see Taehyun happy.

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