*

"Oh my gosh... Look at that guy outside! He looks so hot."

"Right? He's so tall and handsome!"

"Is he a celebrity? I think I've seen him before."

"Really? I wonder if he's waiting for someone? He's holding flowers!"

"His partner must be so lucky!"

The loud bustle of customers at lunchtime is especially normal in a renowned restaurant at the center of the city. Every staff and waiter is moving around from tables to tables to serve food, but it's not enough to disturb Kyungsoo's concentration. The Chef has his eyes solely at the oven until it tings. He smiles when the alarm goes off, the chicken is now perfectly cooked.

"Chef! Someone's here looking for you."

A knock on the counter makes Kyungsoo turn to the Manager. He wipes the sweat on his forehead with the sleeve of his uniform, following the Manager heading out of the kitchen. Who could be looking for him this time? Was it an unsatisfied diner who didn't like their food? Come to think of it, why is it getting so noisy all of a sudden?

"That guy. He's been attracting customers ever since he came into our restaurant."

Wide-eyed upon seeing the celebrity-looking man at the restaurant's entrance, Kyungsoo chokes on his own spit when his husband, Kim Jongin, smiles and waves at him. Kyungsoo has to hold at the nearest backrest of the chair to hide his embarrassment at the sight of his man carrying a bouquet of red roses.

"You know him, Chef?"

"Yeah.... He's my... husband."

Now all of the diners' attention is drawn to Jongin as the man sits on a reserved table while being assisted by two flustered waitresses. How can they not? Jongin looks like he came straight out of a fashion magazine wearing stylish casual clothes that emphasize his sexy complexion. He's just too glowing and attractive for a freelance model.

Kyungsoo covers his eyes and sighs.

"What the hell is he thinking showing up like that."

From a distance, Kyungsoo sees Jongin gesturing with his phone, so Kyungsoo gets his own phone from his pocket to read his husband's text.

Join me for lunch, Chef. ;)

A blush creeps its way onto Kyungsoo's cheeks as he types his reply. He almost forgot that they planned to eat lunch together with the guys after Jongin's shoot. His husband got a part-time job as a model at a cosmetics store opening nearby that's why Jongin showed up looking like that. His man is really confident about his looks, isn't he?

I'll just finish up in the kitchen, babe. I'll join you guys later so wait for me.

"May I take your order, Sir?"

"I'm still waiting for my other companions," Jongin kindly tells the waitress, handing her the bouquet of flowers he got especially for Kyungsoo. "Here."

The girl blushes at that.

"Is this... for me, Sir?"

"No. It's for my husband," Jongin laughs, "Can you give it to him? Thank you."

"Your husband?"

"Yes. Your Head Chef, Kim Kyungsoo?"

The eavesdropping ladies dining around Jongin's table are whispering and giggling to themselves 'Omg he's married, Oh he's gay, How to be the husband'. They only stop gossiping when the bell chimes at the door, signaling a new customer coming in.

Everyone literally goes 'wow' at a sight of another handsome human being in the form of Oh Sehun. He is clad in white long sleeves and skinny jeans, looking so fresh and yummy like the one fine meal that he is.

"Hey. You're late!" Jongin says, fist-bumping and doing a short bro-handshake with Sehun, "I was about to call you."

"Had to redo some parts of my thesis which took me an entire hour to finish," Sehun sighs, taking off his specs and folding it to slip on the pocket of his shirt. He sits in front of Jongin, mindlessly taking a sip on the glass of water the other male drank from, "Did you tell Kyungsoo you're already here?"

"Yeah, he'll join us later. The food choice's up to him since I know nothing about gourmet."

"You eat everything as long as it doesn't pass the expiration date."

"The way you said that makes me think of something dirty."

Jongin smirking and chuckling at him makes Sehun rethink what he even liked about this man enough to be his friend slash bro.

"What a pervert."

"Haha. You love me anyway."

Sehun scoots closer, whispering to Jongin and ignoring the amount of eyes now ogling at them like they're the food here.

"Jongin."

"Hm?"

"Isn't this place kind of expensive? Who even suggested we have lunch here?"

"Don't worry, we're not gonna spend a single money for this meal."

"Really? So who's gonna pay, then?"

Another chime of the bell at the entrance door causes Jongin and Sehun to pause and look up. The scene of a gorgeous man, who is Park Chanyeol, entering the restaurant and running his fingers through his hair, makes both men as well as everyone stare in awe. Why does this guy always have to look so good in everything he wears, especially now in a suit and tie? No wonder Baekhyun is head over heels for him.

"Speak of the devil," Jongin mutters.

Sehun follows with his eyes Chanyeol casually sitting beside him. Chanyeol looks at the two staring at him like there's a dirt on his face.

"What? Should I have sat somewhere else?"

"You don't have Baekhyun with you," Jongin points out, "He technically lives beside you, right."

The delicious food is served on the table so Chanyeol and Sehun start digging in. Jongin waits for Kyungsoo before he can eat.

"He's at the mall today shopping for new clothes," Chanyeol shrugs, "He took Luhan with him."

"Oh, it must be the 50% off sale they were talking about this morning."

"Baekhyun's been bugging me about it so I just let him do whatever he wants."

"Good luck with your credit card bill," Sehun says while eating his pasta.

Chanyeol hums, clearly unbothered.

"Well. Great sex makes up for it."

Jongin nods, "Fair enough."

Kyungsoo spots the three gentlemen at the table Chanyeol reserved for them. He takes a seat beside his husband, placing the bouquet Jongin sent him on top of the table. Chanyeol whistles at that.

"You really love garnering attention, don't you?" Kyungsoo blurts out, yet he can't hide the blush on his cheeks when Jongin possessively slings an arm around his shoulder, "Ugh. We're in public..."

"So what? I'm your husband so let the whole restaurant know you're already married."

Kyungsoo just allows his man to hold his hand under the table anyway, so that they can begin eating.

"Let me guess. You just picked those flowers on the set and it'd be a waste to throw them away so you took them with you," Sehun laughs at Jongin, "It's impossible that you bought something so expensive with your own money."

"It's the thought that counts, okay?" Jongin rolls his eyes, "And I bought the card and wrote a personal message, that's special enough."

"You basically wrote I love you and Have a good day," Kyungsoo says, "But nonetheless, thank you. I appreciate it."

"You're welcome. All for you."

"Did you cook this one?" Chanyeol asks, pertaining to the plate of the Red-Braised Pork Belly which Kyungsoo replies with a smirk, "It's so delicious... It's like my mouth is melting at the overwhelming flavor of the pork."

"Right!?" Jongin and Sehun both exclaim.

"Thanks," Kyungsoo smiles. He raises an eyebrow when he notices something weird about Chanyeol's set-up, "Wait, you don't have Baekhyun with you today."

"That's what I told him. He looks different without Baekhyun beside him," Jongin says with a laugh.

"He still looks ugly to me though,"
Sehun asks for water so a waiter pours him a glass, "Anyway. Baekhyun and Luhan hyung went shopping today. Look at our group chat, it's full of their pictures."

"Shit," Chanyeol mutters, staring at his phone in disbelief and seeing a topless photo of Baekhyun inside the fitting room taken by Luhan. He scrolls some more and finds pictures of the two holding hands and feeding each other ice cream like they're some teenage boyfriends. "This bitch. I should've come instead of him."

Their slightly peaceful yet a bit chaotic lunch is interrupted by a call from Kyungsoo's phone. Excusing himself, he answers it with his back faced away from the three still eating their food.

"Yes, Mom?"

Jongin's hand on the chopstick suddenly stills.

"Uh, about that... Yeah, I know.... I'll tell it to him... Of course, not.... I told you, he's not like that, okay? I'll handle that.... Yeah... Bye..."

Kyungsoo hangs up the call and Jongin pretends he never heard anything, continuing his meal like normal. Feeling a light tap on his arm, he wipes his mouth with the table napkin and looks at his husband.

"Babe," Kyungsoo whispers. "About that dinner with my parents I was talking about..."

Jongin slightly averts his eyes.

"Oh, that."

"I was just wondering if we can push it through on Saturday?" Kyungsoo asks carefully, "You know last time was cancelled because of the weather, right?"

"Saturday is a bit... I mean," Jongin rubs his nape, "Isn't that already in two days?"

"Well, yeah. My parents wanna know how we've been doing for the past year."

"Yeah but... I have part-time at the coffee shop on Saturday."

That half-assed lie or even if it's the truth makes Kyungsoo stare at Jongin in disbelief. Did he just hear this reason again? It seems to him that his husband is avoiding having dinner with his parents.

It's always been like this even before when they were still dating; Jongin always refuses to meet up with his Mom and Dad. What's wrong with Jongin facing his in-laws? Is he still scared of them even after already registering their civil partnership? It's basically the same as marriage, just without the ceremony, so Kyungsoo still doesn't get it why his husband becomes all awkward about stuff like this.

"Don't tell me that lie, Jongin."

"It's the truth! I just got hired there the other day, remember?"

"You can just change your shift or skip it," Kyungsoo sighs and holds his forehead, "Is that work more important than the dinner with my parents?"

"W-why are you just telling it to me right now anyway? And you're already expecting me to answer right away," Jongin slightly raises his voice. When he notices it himself, he turns to whisper, "Of course, I need to still prepare myself to meet them."

Sehun hasn't raised his head yet from staring at his plate and poking his food, while Chanyeol can only take a quiet sip on his water, trying not to look at the bickering couple in front of him.

"You don't need to prepare for anything, baby. You're fine the way you are."

"Yeah, but still... You don't understand."

"What is it that I don't understand?"

Jongin lowers his eyes at his unfinished plate full of expensive food he's sure he's unable to buy with his own money.

"...I just feel pressured."

"Of what?"

"Of things!"

"Isn't it a bit too late for that!?"

Realizing the sudden change of atmosphere with Sehun and Chanyeol looking so uncomfortable on their seats, Kyungsoo heaves another sigh and shakes his head. Right, they're still outdoors and it's inappropriate this way.

"We'll talk at home later," Kyungsoo tells that to a frowning Jongin, before turning to the two men, "I'm sorry you had to see that." He laughs dryly, "It's just stuff with my Mom and Dad, so..."

"Yeah, it's fine. I understand," Chanyeol quickly waves his hands in front of him. He looks around the place like a lost child trying to escape, "I uh, should we pay? Right. I'll ask for the bill now. Hey! Waiter!"

"Sorry, Sehun. You didn't get to eat that much," Jongin mutters, feeling guilty.

"No, it's cool. I'm okay," Sehun dismisses, clearing his throat and drinking his water, "I uhm, feel like the need to go to the bathroom... Excuse me for a bit."

"Hey. I'm coming with you," Chanyeol says, hastily following Sehun and leaving the couple alone.

"Look, you made them uncomfortable," Jongin tells, crossing his arms over his chest, "You could've just told me about that dinner without the guys around."

Kyungsoo glares at him.

"Then we better talk about this at home or else I'm seriously gonna get mad at you."

Jongin just nods so that they can get this over with.

"Fine."

The talk about the dinner becomes sex after the shower, as Jongin is now shoving Kyungsoo on the bed while he fucks him doggy style. His hands grip firmly around his husband's waist, watching in awe how his cock plunges in and out of Kyungsoo's hole. Damn. It's like Kyungsoo's ass is sucking his big length all the way in so deeply. It feels hot and amazing at the same time.

"Mngh... Fuck, Kim Jongin! I said don't put it in so suddenly...!"

"Haha. Sorry.... You're just so beautiful right now I keep losing myself."

Kyungsoo bites his own fist to restrain himself to let out a lewd moan. He's sure his voice would come out weird at how pleasurable it is having his husband's dick fucking him hard and fast in this position. Earlier he was thinking about how to start the conversation with Jongin but now, he doesn't know anymore. His mind is now empty, only occupied with the thoughts of Jongin filling him up and making his body throb up to his toes. Why does Jongin have to be so good in bed? His butt is even twitching at Jongin's every thrust. His hips have turned numb at this point.

"You love it, right?" Jongin asks, giving Kyungsoo a light kiss on the nape while he jerks the male's throbbing cock in time with his erratic movements, "You're dripping lot more than usual, Kyungsoo... Look, your cock's getting harder when I rub your balls."

"S-shut up..." Kyungsoo tries to ignore Jongin asking for a kiss but to no avail. Now they're heatedly making out with both their tongues hot and slick against each other, "Haaah... You feel so hot inside me..."

"Of course. It's because you're so tight... Ugh..." Jongin flips Kyungsoo over so that they can see each other face to face, confidently smirking at his husband's pretty aroused state, "Lift your ass higher. I'll fuck you deeper."

Kyungsoo does what he's been told, sinking his ankles into Jongin's spine. He sneaks a hand around his own erection to desperately touch himself while his man rams into him, fucking him rough into oblivion.

"Ah... K-keep going... But do it slower..."

"How about this?" Jongin switches the angle of his thrusts, making Kyungsoo a moaning mess, "See... My cock's reaching so tight inside you..."

"Yeah... Hngh, ah Jongin! That felt nice...!" Kyungsoo catches his breath now that his husband's bigger hand is joining his smaller one to stroke him off into his orgasm. The way Jongin's palm rubs pleasantly against his manhood is so satisfying, so now he's spasming until his cum comes flushing out of his cock, "Ah, I'm coming... Ngh.... Babe..."

"Yes, baby?" Jongin just cackles at his husband's post-climax state, pressing a sweet kiss on his mouth while he keeps fucking Kyungsoo's tight hole, "I didn't know you could moan like that. So cute..."

"Oh my god... Stop making me blush..."

"Yeah, just stay still and hold on for a bit... Haaah... Let me just, ngh.... Fuck... You're squeezing down on me..."

Kyungsoo whimpers that moment Jongin makes him lie on his side so that his husband can fuck him sideways. This manner, Jongin can penetrate his insides with a lot more friction than before.

"Shit... I'm close... Haah..."

Feeling himself coming, Jongin then withdraws his cock and pumps himself into his finish. He grinds the head of his softening dick against Kyungsoo's hole to tease him. Kyungsoo is this close to kicking him on the balls, good thing he dodges fast.

"Clean me up, I'm too tired to move..."

Jongin chuckles softly and pecks Kyungsoo on the tip of his nose.

"Yes, love."

He just wishes Kyungsoo would stop feeling upset anymore now that they've already made love.

*

Sleep is yet to visit Kyungsoo even though his eyelids are already heavy. It just happens sometimes, right? No matter how sleepy you are, your consciousness won't just drift off to dreamland. It's like there's still bothering him tonight. He's sure he didn't leave the kitchen dirty and he also already fed Vivi. There's just an unsettling feeling inside his heart that he needs to let out.

"Babe? You still awake?"

Groaning and facing Kyungsoo, Jongin shifts on the bed at the faint sound of his husband's voice. Kyungsoo scoots closer to his broad chest and kisses it.

"I was just thinking about that dinner with my parents... When could be the right time for you?"

Jongin slightly opens his eyes, blinking in the dark and staring at Kyungsoo who's anticipating his answer.

"About that..."

"Do you love me, Jongin?"

"Of course, I love you..."

"I love you too and I'm so proud of you, so why..."

"Baby... let's talk about it tomorrow, okay? I'm too sleepy already..."

"Come on, why won't you give me an answer yet? Just say the date so we can arrange it."

"It's just... I can't tell a date right now..."

Kyungsoo's eyes turn sadder, hearing that response. Jongin gently rubbing his back and lightly kissing his forehead can't even compensate for it.

"I promise I'll set one day free and I'll tell you when. Okay?"

Kyungsoo knows that's a lie.

"Okay..."

But he chooses not to insist anymore, knowing it'll just probably start another argument. Maybe he'll just have to wait until Jongin takes initiative. That's right. No matter what Jongin's reason is, Kyungsoo knows his husband won't disregard that matter easily, right? As long as he keeps reminding Jongin about it and it won't slip off his mind then it's gonna be fine. His parents could wait.

"Alright, then. Let's go to sleep," Jongin adjusts their blanket but Kyungsoo untangles himself from Jongin.

"Why? Is something the matter?"

"I'm... I'm just gonna drink some water before I sleep."

Jongin reaches for the lights, flicking it on so that Kyungsoo can see his slippers and wear them.

"Don't take too long."

"Yeah. Just close your eyes and I'll be back in a bit."

The door silently clicking close as Kyungsoo leaves sounds so heavy. Jongin has his arm over his forehead and his eyes open, staring at the ceiling wide awake.

"Shit..."

He can't fall back asleep.

Kyungsoo makes sure that the glass he used when he drank water is wiped dry before he puts it back to the dispenser. It's ten o'clock in the evening, still actually pretty early for his usual bedtime. In the living room is where he can hear Chanyeol and Baekhyun who are still awake chatting about Baekhyun's shopping spree this afternoon.

It distracts Kyungsoo at least. He doesn't want to go to bed yet.

"Kyungsoo?"

Kyungsoo pulls away from his trance, looking at Baekhyun who seems to be worriedly staring at him.

"Hey, Baekhyun."

"You don't wanna head to bed yet?"

"Yeah... I'm still thinking about something..."

"Oh, I see."

Baekhyun sits on the high stool in front of him, and his cute presence makes Kyungsoo feel a bit spirited. Really, how can this guy be a ball of sunshine even at night?

"You want something to drink?" Kyungsoo asks, "I'll make you a glass of milk."

"No. I'm good! I just drank Chanyeol sunbae's milk."

That makes Kyungsoo snort out a chuckle.

"Finally, you smiled."

Stretching his arms on the counter like a cat, Baekhyun leans closer and peeks at Kyungsoo's face. Kyungsoo just shoots him a look.

"That's better! You see, you've been frowning a lot ever since this afternoon so I was a little concerned," Baekhyun gently says, "Did something happen between you and Jongin?"

Kyungsoo's hesitation dies down at every second passing by with Baekhyun patiently waiting for him to speak in the middle of this silence. He finds the words just coming out of his mouth, probably it's because Baekhyun feels comfortable to be with.

"We... kind of argued... But not totally... I don't know... We're fine, I guess..."

"Was it about the dinner with your parents?"

When Kyungsoo shoots him a how-did-you-know look, Baekhyun reacts in a flustered way and laughs to hide it.

"Chanyeol sunbae just mentioned what happened back in the restaurant. He just told me he was kind of worried so.... Well, what I'm saying is..."

"It's not a big deal, Baekhyun. No need to feel flustered about it."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It's okay."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"But why are you crying?"

"Huh?"

Kyungsoo touches his face and yes, it's wet with his unconscious tears. Where did this even come from? Why is he tearing up about such a small matter?

"Haha. I don't know.... Maybe it's because Jongin doesn't want to go see my parents... Seems like stuff like this doesn't really matter to him..."

"Did you ask him why?"

Kyungsoo looks at Baekhyun.

"Did you ask Jongin the exact reason why he doesn't want to go to the dinner?"

"No. But isn't it just right that he should go? I mean, he's my husband, and seeing his in-laws is a form of respect."

Baekhyun nods to agree at what Kyungsoo said. He moves closer and cups Kyungsoo's cheeks, wiping the male's tears using his thumb.

"You see, my parents... They neither hate nor like Jongin... They allowed us to get married without a fuss. They would ask me about him sometimes. They would support us but that's it... So a dinner like this is very important to me so Jongin and my parents could get a little closer..."

"But Jongin seems to be avoiding it?"

Kyungsoo lets out a laugh without humor.

"Yeah. It's like he's scared of them or something... My parents, as I've told you, are cool with us on a same-sex marriage and Jongin already knows that."

Baekhyun thinks for a while before he says what's on his mind.

"Well... If you ask Jongin his reason and he still refuses to tell you, maybe you should just wait for him until he feels comfortable enough to initiate the dinner himself... Right?"

"I guess that's just what I'm gonna do. I don't wanna pressure my husband, of course," Kyungsoo mutters, smiling a bit. It slightly shocks him when Baekhyun suddenly pulls him close for a hug and rubs small circles on his back.

"Don't worry, Kyungsoo... It's gonna be fine. Please don't be sad anymore, okay?"

It at least makes him feel better, having someone to tell his feelings once in a while.

"Yeah. Thanks, Baekhyun."

*

It's been days and Kyungsoo hasn't said anything about that dinner with his parents, and Jongin doesn't know what to feel about it.

Yes, he's quite relieved, but there's a tad part in his heart that feels not okay. Truth is, he's been thinking about that matter all day, whenever he's at work or before he sleeps. He's actually already considering a date to tell Kyungsoo, but he admits he's not totally prepared yet.

Because he still hasn't found a decent job appropriate enough to make Kyungsoo's parents proud.

Maybe it's now time to quit all his part-time jobs and apply for a stable position in a company.

"Jongin, are you even listening to me... Babe... Talk to me, please?"

"Oh, I'm sorry... What was it again?"

The loud beeping sounds of the game Sehun is playing on his phone serve as the only noise inside Jongin's room while he and Luhan laze out doing nothing.

"He's been spacing out since earlier, hyung. It's no use talking to him."

Sitting on the swivel chair, Sehun bumps his fist in the air when he wins his game while Luhan only rolls his eyes at him. Luhan hugs Jongin who won't still notice him, as his boyfriend is preoccupied staring at the wall while the man plays with his hair.

"Luhan."

"Hm?"

"Should I work in a company?"

That makes Sehun instantly put down his phone to shoot the man a look. Luhan stares at Jongin questioningly.

"Well... I, you see... I think I wanted to look decent for once?" Jongin scratches the back of his neck, laughing awkwardly, "I mean... wearing corporate clothes and earning a monthly salary... Doesn't look bad at all, right?"

He is answered by complete silence so he decides to continue.

"Working seriously in an office setting for eight hours every day... must make a lot of money... And it looks cool too, you know, to wear a necktie rather than an apron with a chicken logo on it?"

Luhan opens his mouth to say something but Sehun beats him to it.

"Of course, you're definitely qualified to work in a company based on your college degree. But are you gonna be okay with that?"

"With what?"

"Being a salaryman."

"Well... I could try?"

"Jongin, we all know you're not suited for that job. You can't even sit in front of a computer working on a document for five minutes. How much more for eight hours?"

Jongin can't deny that fact. But still. What if he tries changing jobs for once? A job that appears adult-like which in-laws would prefer most definitely?

"All I want is to look decent in front of Kyungsoo's parents," Jongin sighs dejectedly, slumping his shoulders, "I can't face them like this... I'm only this. While my husband, he's like that. Even my salary's nothing compared to the amount Kyungsoo earns. It's like, I don't deserve someone like him..."

"Only this?" Sehun shakes his head in disbelief, "Don't belittle yourself too much. We know Kyungsoo doesn't care about stuff like that so you don't have to feel insecure. He loves you for who you are."

"Sehun's right, so don't talk like that please," Luhan says to console Jongin, "Look, any parent would want you as their son-in-law! Don't you realize that? You have a lot of good qualities as a husband and as a man! Aside from your handsome looks, you're also hardworking, kind, passionate, sincere, responsible, and dependable. What else?"

"Good in bed," Sehun adds.

"YES! Good in bed!" Luhan exclaims proudly, "So be proud of what you are and what you have, okay? Kyungsoo's parents won't look at your job. They'll see you as the husband of their son whom you love so much."

"I'm sure Kyungsoo would love to see his husband and his parents eating together. The four of you," Sehun says as he now sits on the bed in front of Jongin. Peeking at Jongin's face, he places his hand behind Jongin's head to gently ruffle his hair, "You want that, right?"

Jongin nods at him. "Yeah."

"If I were your husband, I'd love to take you to meet my family, too. But sadly... I'm not..." Luhan mutters, pouting at Jongin and making Sehun lift an annoyed eyebrow at him. What's with this pitiful act?

"Hey, don't be suddenly so emotional," Jongin chuckles and presses a kiss on Luhan's cheek. "You still have Sehun to marry you, right?"

"I don't know, babe. He always scolds me and it hurts me a lot..."

"Oh, no... What should we do with him?"

"Psh! Who wants to marry you anyway," Sehun rolls his eyes and scoffs, "I'd rather be with Vivi for the rest of my life."

"Hah! As if I'm gonna marry you either," Luhan retorts back, "Grow old by yourself! You're gonna die alone!"

"You're gonna die alone first since you're older!"

Jongin just shakes his head and laughs, looking at the two bickering again.

"You two don't mean that, right?"

"Yeah, but I mean what I told you, for real," Luhan says reassuringly, "You're fine the way you are and I'm sure Kyungsoo's parents will realize that. Have courage, okay?"

Sehun nods, "Yeah. You deserve all the love in the world."

For some reason, Jongin feels tears threatening to fall from his eyes. Why does hearing those warm praises make him cry? Maybe he's failing to see the bigger picture that Kyungsoo doesn't care about his petty insecurities. He should've been more confident with himself a little.

Taking initiative, he'll apologize to Kyungsoo and say he'd like to meet up with his in-laws very soon. He just hopes it's fine if he shows up with his simple clothes who simply loves Kyungsoo in his own simple way.

*

Quote of the day: The one who truly loves you will see beyond you, embrace you, and cherish you, in spite of your flaws, weaknesses, and insecurities.

To be continued.

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Chanyeol's eyes suddenly widen, staring at that something hissing above Sehun's head wrapped around a branch of the tree.

"Uhm... You... might... don't wanna move a little..."

Jongin clamps his hanging mouth and steps back.

"Oh my god."

"What," Sehun freezes on his spot, "What is it?"

"Shit, bro. Don't panic and be quiet," Jongin mutters, looking alternately at the big snake and at a terrified Sehun below it. "Shh. There you go. Just be calm. Breathe."

"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING RIGHT NOW. What the fuck are you talking about!? How can I be calm!?" Sehun cries, panicking like crazy, "I swear to god, what is happening!"

Sssss.... SssssSssss...

"W-w-what was that just now!? FUCK! IS THAT A REAL SNAKE ABOVE ME!!! Help! Help! Help!"

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