Yeosang smiled as he felt Seonghwa's hands on his hips, knowing exactly who it was without even turning around. He continued to mix the coffee as he giggled, feeling Seonghwa's breath on the back of his neck.

"Seonghwa, you're distracting me," Yeosang joked, turning his head slightly towards him.

"I know, but I couldn't resist," Seonghwa whispered into his ear, causing shivers to run down Yeosang's spine. "I missed my baby."

Yeosang couldn't help but blush at the endearing nickname Seonghwa had given him. He turned around in his arms, facing him, and wrapped his arms around his neck. Seonghwa leaned down to kiss him passionately, making Yeosang's heart race.

As they pulled away, Yeosang noticed that Seonghwa had taken the milk bottle and was pouring it onto his coffee. "Hey, that's too much!" Yeosang protested.

Seonghwa chuckled. "Sorry, I was just trying to impress my baby with my barista skills," he said playfully.

Yeosang rolled his eyes, but couldn't hide the smile playing on his lips. "You don't have to impress me. I love you just the way you are," he said sweetly, leaning in for another kiss.

Seonghwa smiled against his lips and wrapped his arms around Yeosang's waist. They stayed like that for a few moments, lost in the warmth of each other's embrace, before eventually pulling away and taking a sip of their coffee.

As Yeosang savored the taste of the espresso mixed with just the right amount of milk, he couldn't help but feel grateful for moments like these with Seonghwa. Moments where they could just be themselves, completely and utterly in love.

And as Seonghwa held him close, Yeosang knew he never wanted to let go.