Yeonjun sighed for what was probably the hundredth time that day alone. Okay, one hundred was an exaggeration. Maybe, thirty, give or take.
In front of him, Taehyun flashed him a look of concern. They were at their usual café, having their daily afternoon coffee date before heading home for the day.
"What's wrong, hyung?" his friend asked him.
The older sighed again. "I think Soobin is doing it again," he answered, glumly.
Taehyun blinked. "Doing what?"
"Being weird. It's been a year since... you know... that thing... and he's acting weird again."
"By weird, you mean...?"
"Not talking to me... he's spacing out a lot... and he came home late a few times this week." Yeonjun sighed again. "Am I really that boring?"
"Well, did you talk to him about it?" Taehyun asked. "I mean, you two agreed that you would talk about things if there are problems now. You still do pillow talks, right?"
"Well... yeah... but, he dozes off a lot in the middle of it these days," Yeonjun mused, before sighing again. "What do I do, Taehyun-ah? We've been doing so well."
Surprisingly, Taehyun only pursed his lips and patted his hand. "I'm sure things are okay. Don't worry, Soobin loves you."
"Are you sure?" Yeonjun asked, doubtfully.
Taehyun smiled, mysteriously. "I'm sure."
Yeonjun was somewhat reassured. Besides, it wasn't like Soobin had stopped being affectionate. He still kissed and hugged him, so it wasn't completely like last year's incident. The change was just somewhat surprising so, he worried.
Unlike last year, however, he did bring it up to the younger as soon as he noticed it. And Soobin reassured him that everything was fine. It didn't stop him from thinking about it, though.
And speaking of Soobin, Yeonjun should probably head home now to prepare dinner for the two of them and relayed the information to Taehyun.
"No!" the younger man exclaimed just as the older was getting up. "Um... I haven't told you about my date with Beommie yet!"
Yeonjun raised an eyebrow. "Um... we talked about it earlier. You said you took him to the amusement park, and he kissed you goodnight."
"Oh... right... But I didn't tell you what happened during our coffee date afterwards! Come on, hyung! Stay a little longer! Soobin won't starve!"
The older hesitated but at his friend's pout, sighed, giving in and texting Soobin that he was going to be late.
Taehyun didn't let him go for another hour and a half and by the time he arrived home, Yeonjun was physically exhausted and wanted nothing more than to eat and go to bed.
"I'm home," he called out, wearily as he stepped into the apartment and closing the door behind him.
He put his coat on the coat rack and removed his shoes.
"Soobin? Are you home?" he called out again, all the while rotating his aching shoulders.
"In the kitchen, babe!" answered his boyfriend's familiar voice.
So, Yeonjun padded over there, wondering if the younger man had cooked or brought food.
And to his surprise and delight, a smiling Soobin, wearing a neat white button down and dark jeans, was standing by the table filled with food.
There was a bowl of a fancy-looking salad, another bowl with soup, and on top of the two plates was a juicy-looking steak, cooked to perfection.
Yeonjun's mouth watered as he stared at the food.
But, what wasn't all on the table. There was also a small glass vase with a single rose and two flickering candles in glass holders on either side of it.
"Wow," Yeonjun marveled, all of his exhaustion suddenly disappearing into thin air along with his earlier doubts and fears. His boyfriend was ever the romantic.
Soobin's smile widened as he began to fidget in his place, excitedly. "Do you like it?" he asked.
"I love it." Yeonjun walked closer, eyes on the table before looking at Soobin, suddenly worried. "What's the occasion? Did I forget something important? I'm sorry, babe."
Soobin hurriedly shook his head. "No, no! There's no occasion. I just... I wanted to make you dinner." He took Yeonjun's hands in his and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Shall we?"
Yeonjun nodded, excitedly and settled at the table. They both said their thanks and began to eat. Soobin was an excellent cook, but with his job, he didn't have many chances to showcase his skills.
Thus, Yeonjun savored it. The steak was soft and practically melted in his mouth, the salad was fresh and light, and the soup was perfectly seasoned.
Across from him, Soobin picked at his food, only watching Yeonjun devour his. Whenever the older sent him a questioning look, he would just smile and urge him to eat.
When dinner ended, Yeonjun was stuffed and ready to retire to bed. Across from him, Soobin gazed at him, lovingly.
"How was it?" he asked.
Yeonjun gave him a thumbs up with one hand while patting his stomach with the other hand.
"If you feed me like that every day, I'll get fat," he joked.
Soobin's smile widened. "I'd be happy to feed you like that for the rest of our lives... if you would let me."
There was something about the younger's tone that made Yeonjun stop and really look at him. His younger boyfriend looked nervous, yet giddy at the same time.
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