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αѕ αℓωαγѕ, ѕοοиγουиg ωαℓκє∂ his small boyfriend home with their hands linked together and a small chat of how their day has gone. Jihoon held a new pair of carnations in hand, a different color that signifies a different meaning as well.

They were red carnations meant to be given to the person you loved.

Jihoon was surprised at first to have received such strong meaningful color but he was glad to have such pretty gift from someone who had also grown to love him for who he really is. And he knew he'd treasure it with all his heart.

Now, they were in front of the house that Jihoon shared with his two friends and he looked up at his soulmate who was looking back at him.

"Bye, Soonie." It was a nickname he decided to call his boyfriend after Soonyoung's numerous calls of him as Hoonie. It's only fair that he gave the other his own nickname. And Soonyoung loved it.

As their fingers separated, Jihoon turned on his heel to continue his walk towards the front door on his own.

When Jihoon pulled out his keys, the metals jingling together, he felt a strong hand grabbed hold of his bicep and yanked him around before lips were meeting his own.

The moment was gone before Jihoon could even register what happened and his soulmate was only goofily grinning down him.

"Forgot my goodbye kiss. Also! Careful with the flowers. I picked them with my heart."

Then, he skipped away, waving goodbye to his boyfriend before disappearing in a corner. Jihoon finally got his mind straight and pouted, kneeling down to pick up the carnations that he had dropped from Soonyoung's sudden actions and blew away the imaginary dust in the petals.

"Stupid Soonyoung and his cringey ass." Jihoon turned the knob and entered the house with Minghao and Mingyu quarrelling in front of the television greeting him. Jihoon smiled as he took his keys and closed the door, locking it.

"But that's one thing I love about him, anyway."

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ѕοοиγουиg ϲαѕυαℓℓγ ѕτяοℓℓє∂ ∂οωи the familiar streets of his boyfriend's neighborhood, passing by a few people who're walking by and buying himself a treat in a bakery.

He peacefully walked home with a cellophane in hand to give to his mother who's probably cooking them dinner already. A little dessert wouldn't upset the woman.

"Excuse me?" Soonyoung stopped midstep and turned to look behind him where an old man was standing, hands in the pockets of his jacket. The man seems to be reluctant when Soonyoung turned to him and Soonyoung was confused as to why.

"Yes, sir? Did you need something?"

The older man seems to gain his confidence and he stood up properly, adjusting the glasses that was near to falling off of the bridge of his nose.

"Yes, I do need something. Can I talk to you for a moment?"

Soonyoung did not understand what the other had meant of his words. He couldn't help but have suspicions to the man as he cautiously took a step back. The man got the hint and shook his head in panic.

"Oh, no! I'm not a kidnapper! I just need to talk to you about something! More specifically, about Jihoon."

Soonyoung creased his eyebrows as he felt alerted at the mention of his boyfriend's name, glaring at the man.