He is casually working on his laptop by the living room. He sits cross legged on the couch with a throw pillow lying on top of his legs to serve as the device’s base.

In front of him is the coffee table, occupied with some papers and envelopes and of course, his cute pink mug filled with strawberry milk he previously warmed in the microwave. There is also a soft tune playing at the background as he answers emails sent by random companies wanting to land a contract.

It is indeed quite peaceful, if you were to ask Yeonjun.

An hour has gone by without him noticing, too focused on his task at hand to count down time. Honestly, he doesn’t even have to complete this work right now. It’s his day-off, so he technically should be ignoring this chore but he chose to still do it anyway and finish it early since he’s got nothing much to entertain himself with at the moment.

Plus, he gets to slack off after this as much as he wants so it’s basically a win-win situation.

Yeonjun pressed down the ‘enter’ key and send his last response; feeling proud of himself to have accomplished everything now so he wouldn’t have to stress himself much over it later. He put the laptop down on the table, removed the pillow on his legs and finally put them down on the soft carpet and then wincing because of the jolt of such uncomfortable tingling sensation he felt due to his legs falling asleep.

He whined for a minute because of it before he stretched his arms upwards, an odd satisfaction creeps in his veins from the sound his joints let out. He sighed after that, hand reaching forward to grab his mug, only to realize that he had finished his drink a while ago which then caused a pout to paint his lips.

The brunette put it back down and then searched for his phone to stop the music he played earlier to put a calming atmosphere. He opened his phone, the picture of a totally gorgeous man smiling wide right at the camera he put as his wallpaper greeted him upon doing so.

The simple sight succeeded on making the corner of his lips to curl upwards.

His husband is just so fucking handsome, Yeonjun couldn’t help himself but to admire such beauty.

Now that he let his mind wander into that husband of his, Yeonjun’s brows furrowed a bit. He checked the time on his phone, realizing that he isn't wrong when he thought Soobin should be home by now but he still isn't.

His mind started to run wild.

Where could he be? Why isn't he home yet? Did something happen? Is he fine? Should I call him? Oh my god what if Soobin—

And as if on cue, a figure emerged right from the first doorway which made Yeonjun look up and his thoughts to be put on halt. He watched quietly on his place as the tall male approached him, his face stoic and expression neutral. However, Yeonjun doesn’t let it faze him as he plastered a bright smile on his face to welcome his husband.

“Babe—“

Soobin ignored him, instead, the male only put down his briefcase on the floor without paying him no mind.

Yeonjun frowned at the strange gesture.

“Honey? Is something wro—“ Yeonjun wasn’t able to finish his words when Soobin abruptly sat down on the couch beside him and pushed him to lie down by his shoulders.

The brunette’s head hit the soft cushions due to the unexpected action. His eyes flew wide open from the shock as he stared up at his husband who’s only staring right back down at him with the same blank face.

The smaller of the two tried to get up, feeling a little uncomfortable of their sudden position but was refrained from doing so when Soobin moved his body to hover over him.

Yeonjun panics.

“Soobin? Wha—“

He was interrupted yet again when Soobin let himself fall down on him. Yeonjun let out a squeak because of the weight that was put on him without his permission but wasn’t able to complain when he felt Soobin nuzzle his face onto his neck without uttering a single thing.

That’s when it hit him.

Soobin only ever acts like that when he’s seeking comfort.

And so, Yeonjun let his husband exert all of his mass on him, shifted a little to fix his position so he isn't being deprived of air and then raised his right arm so he could run his fingers through the other male’s hair.

“Rough day?” The brunette asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Soobin didn’t answer. Instead, Yeonjun felt him burry his face even further onto his neck and squeeze his figure tighter. With this, the brunette understands Soobin might not be ready to talk about it yet so he just continue running his fingers into the other’s hair, softly tugging occasionally because he knows Soobin loves it. His other hand also offers comforting motions on the male’s back, drawing patters and whatnot.

Meanwhile, Soobin is busy inhaling his husband’s scent. It comforts him a lot. He feels appreciative and thankful that he no longer has to explain what’s going on because Yeonjun already understands, he always does. And so, he expresses his gratitude by pressing feathery light kisses on Yeonjun’s skin before he pushes himself up after a couple minutes of tranquility.

He gazes down on Yeonjun’s eyes and saw the familiar irises and diamond-like swirls he loves so much.

“What?” The male beneath him muttered and Soobin shakes his head before he dives in for a chaste kiss.

Yeonjun closes his eyes, hand rising to place it on Soobin’s shoulder as their lips molded together for a few seconds. It was Soobin who pulled away, but not so much since he still leaned forward to peck Yeonjun again.

The action made the smaller male giggle that it caused Soobin to smile too.

If there’s one thing he could listen to for the rest of his life, it would be Yeonjun’s laughs, without a doubt.

“What’s with you today?” Yeonjun questioned while he pushed Soobin away by his chest so they could properly sit up.

However, once they’re finally sitting up, Soobin pulled Yeonjun close again and lifted him so he could sit on his lap. The brown haired startles because of this and raised his brow, slowly growing suspicious at each passing second.

“Soobin?”

“Yeah?” The said male responded as he wraps his arms around his husband’s waist to pull him even closer.

Yeonjun isn't going to complain. He loves the affection he’s getting but he couldn’t help but feel like there’s something bothering Soobin that’s why he's being this touchy.

“Is there something wrong?”

Upon hearing the question, Soobin paused for a split second, it was so quick anyone would’ve missed it, but then he just smiles a little and rubs his hands up and down Yeonjun’s sides before he put his face onto the male’s chest and stayed there.

Again, Yeonjun frowned.

But before he could voice out his question again, Soobin speaks. “Nothing, just— I realized something.”

The answer was something Yeonjun did not expect but it certainly managed to pique his attention as he brought his hand up to caress Soobin’s face.

“Yeah? What is it?”

Soobin faced up at him and leaned in to his touch, his eyes shut close. “I realized I was lacking these days.”

“What?” Yeonjun’s tone might have been sharper than he intended, causing Soobin to flutter his eyes open to look at him.

“I was lacking— I mean, I haven’t been spending much time with you—don’t deny it, let me speak— I’ve been too busy and preoccupied with work lately that we couldn’t be together a lot and it’s not sitting well with me.” Soobin pouted. Yeonjun has to blink a couple times. “We couldn’t even eat and have breaks together anymore and we barely stay at home. And then, when we do, we don’t interact much because we have things to do. Fuck, we sometimes don’t even go to bed together and wake up alone.”

Seeing Soobin rambling is quite amusing, Yeonjun isn't going to lie and his expression surely couldn’t as he stares at Soobin with an amused look on his face.

“—I miss you demanding cuddles. I miss your pouts. I miss you hoarding the blankets when we binge watch movies. I miss watching you cook and disturb you while you go around the kitchen. I miss our late night talks. I miss singing you to sleep and I miss yo—“

Soobin was cut off with his eyes wide open when Yeonjun just captured his lips to shut him up. He didn’t even get the chance to respond because he’s too busy whining that he didn’t see that coming so when Yeonjun pulled away with a mischievous grin on his face, Soobin could only smile back and sigh before Yeonjun throw himself onto him and hug him tight, he fears his breathing would stop.

“I miss those a lot too but,” Yeonjun looks up at him, his cheek pressed onto Soobin’s chest. “it’s alright. We could wait until the project ease down and then we could have all the time to ourselves, okay?”

Soobin nodded although his expression still shows that he’s upset.

“And you’re not lacking in any way, you hear me? Things like this happen sometimes but we’d always have each other at the end of the day anyway, so don’t be upset too much, okay baby?” Yeonjun reassured, sitting up properly again on Soobin’s lap as he cups his pouting husband’s face.

“Fine, fine—but can I get one more kiss? This day is exhausting.” Soobin requested, his hand finding its way onto Yeonjun’s lower back to steady him.

“Say no more.” The brunette let out a giggle. He then leaned forward to give his sulking husband all the kisses he wants to make him feel better.

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sooo,

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