Seonghwa carefully scooped up the final spoonful of rice and meat, making sure to include a scrumptious combination of flavors. With a gentle smile on his face, he guided the spoon towards Yeosang's awaiting mouth. "Here, eat all of it," he warmly encouraged.

Yeosang obediently opened his mouth, allowing Seonghwa to delicately place the spoonful inside. The taste exploded in his mouth, a symphony of flavors dancing on his taste buds. As he savored the mouthwatering combination, Seonghwa took the opportunity to pick up the empty plate, planning to wash it later.

Observing Yeosang drinking water and chewing slowly, Seonghwa couldn't help but be a little concerned. "You feeling okay?" he asked gently, a hint of worry in his voice. He cared deeply for Yeosang's well-being and always wanted to ensure his partner's comfort, especially during meals.

Yeosang took a sip of water, attempting to alleviate any discomfort he might be feeling. He could sense Seonghwa's concern and appreciated the care he received. "I'm okay, just feeling a little queasy," he admitted, his voice a mere whisper.

Seonghwa's brows furrowed slightly as he listened to Yeosang's confession. He hated seeing his partner feel uneasy, especially after a meal he had prepared himself. "Maybe you should take it easy for a while. Rest on the couch while I clean up," he suggested soothingly.

Nodding in agreement, Yeosang managed a weak smile. "Thank you, Seonghwa. I think a bit of rest will do me good."

Seonghwa gently patted Yeosang's back, reassuring him of his support. "Of course, just let me know if you need anything," he said tenderly before making his way to the kitchen.

As he cleaned the dishes with utmost care, Seonghwa couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He realized he had forgotten something – the milkshake he had prepared for Yeosang as a treat before dinner. Hurriedly, he grabbed the glass and placed it on the table.

Returning to the living room, Seonghwa sat down beside Yeosang, watching his partner with concern. "I made you a milkshake. Would you like to try it now, or would you prefer to rest for a while longer?" he asked softly, his eyes filled with affection.

Yeosang looked at the milkshake, the coolness of the glass tempting him. Despite feeling a little unsteady, he knew he couldn't resist Seonghwa's thoughtful gesture. "I'll try it now, Seonghwa," he said appreciatively, his voice still laced with fatigue.

Seonghwa handed the milkshake to Yeosang, his heart filled with love and worry. He watched as Yeosang took a cautious sip, his eyes filled with relief and delight. Seeing the slight improvement in Yeosang's countenance brought a smile to Seonghwa's face.

As Yeosang continued to sip the milkshake, Seonghwa stayed by his side, ready to provide any nurturing that was required. He knew that sometimes, the smallest acts of care and love could make all the difference in making someone feel better.

In that quiet moment, Seonghwa couldn't help but feel grateful for the opportunity to be there for Yeosang. His love for his partner was reflected not only in the meal he had prepared but in the way he constantly tended to Yeosang's needs, ensuring his comfort and well-being above all else.