porridge
Yeosang stirred the porridge absentmindedly, the other hand occasionally going up to take a drag from the cigarette between his fingers. He looked up when footsteps came closer, Wooyoung rubbed his eyes sleepily and smiled lazily at Yeosang.
"Morning, baby. It smells something sweet, strawberry? Peace?" Wooyoung yawned. He wrapped his arms around Yeosang's waist and pressed a kiss on his nape, inhaling his scent deeply.
Yeosang chuckled and turned around, wrapping his arms around Wooyoung's neck. "Good morning, sleepyhead. It's strawberry and vanilla this time," he said, placing a quick kiss on Wooyoung's lips.
Wooyoung smiled, his eyes still half closed. "Sounds delicious. Can't wait to try it." He let go of Yeosang and sat down at the table, eagerly waiting for his breakfast.
Yeosang ladled the porridge into bowls and sat down next to Wooyoung, watching him take the first bite with a satisfied expression. "So, any plans for today?" he asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
Wooyoung shrugged, scooping another spoonful of porridge. "Not really. I'm just going to relax and maybe watch a movie later. What about you?"
Yeosang smiled, reaching for Wooyoung's hand. "I was thinking of taking a walk in the park later. Would you like to join me?"
Wooyoung's eyes lit up at the idea. "That sounds lovely. I'd love to go with you." He squeezed Yeosang's hand, feeling grateful for moments like these when they could just enjoy each other's company without any worries.
As they finished their breakfast, they both knew that their day would be filled with simple pleasures and quiet moments together, just like they liked it.
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