tired
Wooyoung glanced at Yeosang, who was staring at him with boba eyes, shining with mischief? More like tiredness. He looked back at his phone and scrolled through social media for a while. Yeosang sighed. He didn't want to burden Wooyoung, so he kissed the younger cheek, receiving carreses on his head. Twirling his hair.
Yeosang kissed Wooyoung's lips this time, earning a side hug and resting his head on the youngers shoulder. Wooyoung kissed the top of his head and rubbed the older shoulder lovingly. Yeosang shifted and sat on Wooyoung's lap, straddling his hips and pressing his face in the youngers neck.
"Baby," Wooyoung muttered. Pressing a soft kiss on his temple. "My baby,"
"Hmm, I'm your baby," Yeosang hummed, nuzzling into Wooyoung's neck. "I love you so much."
Wooyoung wrapped his arms around Yeosang's waist, holding him close. "I love you too, my sweet baby boy," he whispered, peppering kisses along Yeosang's jawline.
They stayed like that for a while, just enjoying each other's presence and the comfort of their embrace. Yeosang felt safe and loved in Wooyoung's arms, and Wooyoung felt grateful to have someone as special as Yeosang in his life.
Eventually, they broke apart, but only slightly. Wooyoung held onto Yeosang's hand, their fingers intertwined as they continued to scroll through social media together.
"I'm so lucky to have you, Yeosang," Wooyoung said softly, pressing a final kiss to Yeosang's lips before returning to his phone.
Yeosang smiled, feeling content and loved. "And I'm lucky to have you, Wooyoung," he replied, leaning in to rest his head on Wooyoung's shoulder once more.
They sat in comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company, knowing that no matter what, they always had each other's love and support.
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