Bad Habits™
Lukas had a plethora of Bad Habits ™ - capitol and trademarked intended and needed. Honestly, he was eternally grateful that his boyfriends were so patient and forgiving. Some of them weren't that bad, like biting his nails. Lukas had admitted it was a problem, but not until the fourth time he had to ask Tae-Young to drive him to the nearest Rite-Aid because they were out of band aids (again) and he had picked apart his cuticles and was bleeding. ("Lukas, you have to stop doing this to yourself," he had said and even Yukihiro was starting to seem a little unsettled by it.)
Perhaps more concerning (at least to Tae-Young and Yukihiro, but they also seemed to worry about Lukas lack of concern) was his habit of not sleeping. Too many times - according to literally everyone but Lukas - had one of his boyfriends come out to use the restroom well into night ("Normal people go to bed before 3 am, shortstack.") only to find him sitting on couch and pattering away at his laptop, a glass in hand (sometimes grape juice, other times something a little stronger). Yukihiro had suggested Lukas talk to his doctor, but it was Tae-Young who really tried to solve the problem. ("What problem?" Lukas had said. "I don't see anything wrong.") He bought the melatonin and caffeine tablets, offered the idea of using them to regulate his sleeping cycle. Tae-Young tried so, so hard and Lukas loved him all the more for it. But all the love in the world seemed incapable of fixing Lukas's insomnia.
And God, the three of them could go on and on, but it always simmered down to the same thing:
Tae-Young and Yukihiro endlessly loved their boyfriend, Bad Habits ™ and all, even if he seemed eternally determined to be an idiot.
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