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Soonyoung loves spending time with JIhoon. There’s a good reason why his love languages are quality time and physical touch. He craves to be with Jihoon, just being near him and cuddling to warm up.

He’s aware that he’s clingy and noisy when he does so but Soonyoung knows that Jihoon is soft for him. He’d drop most things if Soonyoung comes and asks for cuddles. More often than not, he can sense when Soonyoung needs them and opens his arms without word.

They’re in the middle of a very satisfying cuddle session when Jihoon’s phone vibrates in his pocket. They ignore it but it vibrates without end and Soonyoung’s own phone decided to follow suit.

“Sorry babe,” Jihoon pats Soonyoung’s cheek and sits them both up. He checks his phone while Soonyoung side-eyes his, wrinkling his nose and silently cursing whoever bothered them.

“Jeonghan’s throwing a party tonight,” Jihoon says, breaking Soonyoung out of his glaring contest. “It’s pretty spontaneous so only the gang will be there. You wanna go?”

On a normal day, Soonyoung would already be putting on his party pants. But right now, he’d rather stay in and watch movies with Jihoon and binge on sweets the whole night. Don’t get him wrong, Soonyoung loves parties. He met Jihoon on one and confessed on another.

Soonyoung bites his cheek. “What do you wanna do?”

“I’ll do whatever you wanna do,” Jihoon responds. He tilts his head, “Do you not want to go?”

Soonyoung blinks. In truth, he doesn’t really wanna go. He wants to spend a quiet night with Jihoon and fall together in peaceful silence. But then again, he can’t remember the last time all 13 of them were alone together and he misses the boys.

In the end, they decide to go. Soonyoung spends the whole time getting ready attached to Jihoon’s back. The younger moves slow but calculated in an effort to make sure Soonyoung doesn’t slip from his hold. They head to the bathroom first; Soonyoung washing his hair and Jihoon brushing his teeth. After a few minutes, they switch stations and finish.

Soonyoung feels Jihoon wipe that small blot of toothpaste he always gets on his cheek and in return, he helps Jihoon dry his hair and kiss his cheeks. Jihoon grabs one of Soonyoung’s many sweaters and Soonyoung manages to get them both into a couple look. He ropes Jihoon into the obligatory selca and poses with twin victory signs.

They take one too many pictures necessary and Jihoon has to push Soonyoung out the door otherwise they’d be late.

Fifteen minutes into the party, Soonyoung wishes that they were late. Jihoon said that it was announced last minute and that only their friends would be there. But as soon as they entered, it was jam-packed with what looked like half of Jeonghan’s co-workers and half of Jisoo’s office mates.

They spotted Seungcheol in the midst of the crowd but quickly lost him, no doubt being dragged by one of his boyfriends. They see Junhui but decide not to approach due to him currently making Jeonghan’s kitchen counter as his runway. Jihoon nudges Soonyoung towards the dance floor and gestures to Seokmin and Seungkwan hooting in the middle.

“Go and dance if you want,” Jihoon says, pressing his lips against Soonyoung’s ears to be heard. “I’ll be haunting one of the corners with a drink. So go and have fun.”

And Soonyoung tries. He’s welcomed with open arms to the dance floor and he dances one, two, three songs until he’s lost count. He jumps and shout with Seungkwan and has a belly dancing contest with Seokmin with Minghao who suddenly jumps in. He’s loud and sweaty and his chest heaves with the amount of jumping that he’s been doing.

He wonders if anyone notices that everything’s just an act; that he’s doing that “pseudo party mode” which Jihoon coined once before. No one call him out and Soonyoung glances to see if they noticed he’s stopped jumping. They don’t.

Soonyoung feels an itch on the side of his head and turns to see Jihoon staring right at him. He’s picking at the edge of the rip in his jeans and normally, Soonyoung loves it when JIhoon wears skinnies because his legs look amazing. But Soonyoung loves it when Jihoon wears Pokemon shorts with that one hotdog stain on Pikachu’s tail.

Jihoon moves closer to him and Soonyoung follows in tandem. Noting that Jihoon has been nursing the same cup of beer since he’s arrived, noting that Jihoon has managed to make the rip in his jeans even bigger due to him picking at it, and noting that Jihoon is looking at him with an expectant glint in his eye. Soonyoung knows that Jihoon is in the same boat as he is.

He doesn’t need to say a word, Soonyoung knows that Jihoon’s eyes are saying, “ You wanna ditch the party?” And Soonyoung can’t help with the way his heart bursts even more, squeezing Jihoon’s hand and giving a little nod of affirmation.

Like clockwork, they say to everyone in their path that they have to go now, that Jihoon has a meeting the next day, that Soonyoung has morning lessons and that they really have to go now. Jeonghan pouts when he sees them leaving so early, “It’s only 9:17!”

Jihoon swerves in to placate the pouting man and says that it’s his fault why they had to leave and that they’ll make it up to them.

Jisoo appears by Jeonghan’s side, perfectly accustomed to his emotions and suggests that they have lunch together instead. Happy with the suggestion, Jeonghan places a small kiss on Jisoo’s cheek. He then turns towards them both and makes them promise to go before ushers them out the door.

“I’ll be reminding you both so no excuses! You both need to stop acting like an old, married couple,” Jeonghan waves before slamming the door shut.

They walk a few steps until Soonyoung bursts out laughing with Jihoon quietly chuckling beside him. “Do you think we act like an old, married couple?” Soonyoung asks, twining their fingers together.

Jihoon hums, “Sometimes.” He presses his cheek against Soonyoung’s arm and sways their hands. “I like it though,” he pauses and looks up at Soonyoung underneath his lashes.

“What about you?”

Soonyoung doesn’t need to look down to know that Jihoon’s smiling up at him, “Yeah, I like it too.”

He stops in his steps to kiss Jihoon’s ear. “I’m okay with being called old if it means spending this night with you. Besides,” Soonyoung shudders. “Did you see how those men were acting? They turned into hooligans with the presence of alcohol and bass music.”

Jihoon laughs, loud and clear. “You were like them too. I think it was a month ago, remember? I made you watch my documentary as well.”

“Well, that was different! I’m a month older now!” Soonyoung protests but can’t help the small smile creeping up his face. “And now that you reminded me, I never got back at you for shooting me while I was drunk.”

“I already paid you when I agreed to fuck you that night,” Jihoon scrunches his nose. “If anything, you should pay me back because you fell asleep after.”

“It’s called aftercare!” Soonyoung squawks and Jihoon pinches his side. “Okay! Okay, fine. I’ll make it up to you.”

“A fine decision,” Jihoon smiles making Soonyoung roll his eyes. He gets pushed lightly at the side and he reciprocates the action, making them tumble as they walk home.

Soonyoung’s glad that they left the party early. A fine decision, indeed.

Whenever they go out, Jihoon feels as if he’s with a child rather than an adult. “Jihoonie, look! There’s a sale for gummy bears,” Soonyoung tugs excitedly at the sleeve of Jihoon’s -- or to be precise, his -- hoodie and pulls the younger male along.

Jihoon glares at the gummy bears, “No. Don’t get that one.”

“Why not? It’s on sale!”

“Because it’s on the top shelf,” Jihoon frowns. “We never get top shelf items remember?”

Soonyoung inches closer to the gummy bears, “But I can reach it see? Can we get it please?”

“No, that thing hurts my pride. I can feel them mocking me,” Jihoon turns and pushes the cart away. “Come, Soonyoung. Let’s head to the frozen aisle where everything is cool and accessible.”

Once there, Soonyoung doesn’t let up and sulks behind Jihoon. “I can feel you pouting Soonyoung,” Jihoon says, as he chooses what kind of beef to buy. “What is it?”

“Can I get a waffle?”

“...Are you quoting vine now?”

“No,” Soonyoung says, pointing towards the frozen waffles. “Can we get those?”

Jihoon softens, “Of course. Go put it in the cart.”

Soonyoung brighten up a bit after that and they proceed to the check-out after a few minutes. Jihoon hands Soonyoung the cart and money, saying that, “There’s something I forgot on the list. Go ahead and pay if it’s our turn. I’ll be right back.” Before dashing away into the aisles once more.

He stares at Jihoon’s retreating form and tries to recall if they forgot something on the list. To Soonyoung’s knowledge, he’s sure that they checked everything off. Deciding to brush it off instead, Soonyoung waits in line and hums quietly to himself.

“Next in line, please!” The cashier calls out and Soonyoung snaps out of his reverie to put their groceries on the counter. Their goods get beeped one by one while Soonyoung glances around to see if Jihoon is coming back.

“That’s 54,000 won, sir,” the man says, after finished totaling everything.

Soonyoung holds up his hands, “Wait, my boyfriend still…”

A loud voice shout his name and both Soonyoung and the cashier glance to the side to see Jihoon jogging back to them. “Sorry, we have one last thing to add,” Jihoon pants as he sets down… the gummy bears which Soonyoung wanted on the counter. “You can total it now.”

“It’s 54, 200 won, sir,” the man smiles and Soonyoung hands over the money while staring at Jihoon in such a grateful manner.

“Why’d you get it?” He whispers as they bag up their groceries. Jihoon grabs two and leaves the rest for Soonyoung.

“Because you wanted it,” he says it simply and ducks his head as they head back to their car.

Soonyoung smiles and hurries after him, bumping their grocery bags together. “I thought that it hurts your pride if we get top shelf items,” he teases and Jihoon huffs at his reply.

“One more word and I’m returning those gummy bears.”

“No need to be so embarrassed, Jihoonie! You’re such a cutie~”

“Shut up,” he retorts but Soonyoung knows he doesn’t mean it. He continues to skip and tease Jihoon which makes the younger’s ears burn a bright red.

Jihoon reiterates in his mind once more, that Soonyoung is like a child whenever they go out. But he sneaks a glance at Soonyoung’s smiling face and decides, that his laughing one is better than him being sad.

“SoonHoon through the years” a documentary by Kwon Soonyoung and Lee Jihoon

0:02

Soonyoung’s enlarged face fills up the frame. “Is it on?”

Jihoon’s voice can be heard out of shot, “Yeah it is. Now lean back.”

“Okay~” Soonyoung says as he widens the scope of the camera in order for the both of them to be seen. “Hello, this is another documentary made by the SoonHoon power couple. Whoo~”

Jihoon nudges him at the side.

“Okay, no whooing. Anyways, we’re here to show you our love throughout the years. How you may ask? Well, with these of course!”

Jihoon proudly lifts up a photo album. “You’ll see how ugly Soonyoung was back then.”

“Hey! No insults. You fell in love with this face, remember?”

“I do,” Jihoon says sadly. “Such a shame.”

1:03

“This was the first time we met each other,” Soonyoung points at one picture. It’s blurry and someone’s thumb can be seen in the side. Soonyoung’s lying face down on the floor and Jihoon was stepping on his back. “Seungcheol threw a party that night and I ended becoming JIhoon’s skateboard for some reason.”

Jihoon snorts, “You were fucking smashed that night and I didn’t notice you on the ground.”

He faces the camera, “Soonyoung forced me to treat him to coffee after that. He did so in such a way that I hated him and his annoying blonde head.”

“You had blonde hair back then too!”

“Yeah, but it looked good on me.”

“Okay, point taken.”

3:17

The pair were currently doubled over in laughter. Soonyoung was at the point of tears and Jihoon can barely sit up straight.

“Wait, wait show it again,” he gasps in hysterity.

The photo is of Soonyoung, a dastardly prominent marking on his forehead. To put it simply, it's a dick. Drawn on with a Sharpie.

Jihoon and Seungcheol can be seen in the background, running away.

“Oh my god,” Soonyoung giggles. “I can't believe you guys caught this on camera.”

“Why are you laughing? This is your face dammit,” Jihoon lets out in shaky laughter.

“Well I wanted to kill both you and Seungcheol for this back then, but this made you feel guilty enough to take me out on our first date.”

“Oh yeah,” Jihoon snaps. “I was such a bully back then. Why'd you even like me?”

“Because you're you, Jihoonie.”

“You’re really…” Jihoon smacks Soonyoung in the arm, “And you say that I’m the smooth talker.”

“Are you blushing, babe?” Soonyoung crows and suddenly the camera’s shaking due to them moving around too much.

“Stop tickling me, Kwon Soonyoung!”

“You’ll have to make me,” he taunts and you can see the regret in his face when Jihoon retaliates.

“Square up, punk. I’ll fight you everyday. That’s a promise.”

6:28

“This was our first kiss,” Soonyoung says excitedly, showing the picture.

They look older and Jihoon has orange hair this time. They're bundled under a red scarf and it matches the color of Jihoon's cheek. It's a sweet kiss, with Soonyoung's hands cupping Jihoon's face as they drown in their mufflers and scarves.

“This was right after I took you out for your birthday,” Soonyoung smiles, fond from the memory.

“You were such an anxious mess that day,” Jihoon chuckles. “I told you I was fine with a meal but you went out of your way for me. It was the first time I played in the snow too.”

“You were shivering back then,” he teases. “That was one of the days where you willingly let me hold your hands. You were so cute~”

9:34

“This was your dance showcase, right?” Jihoon asks. “I made a big ass sign for you, complete with glitters and all that shit.”

Soonyoung is decked in an all black outfit, with his hair framing his face in waves and forming a lovely portrait. Jihoon stands beside him, tiptoeing mid-kiss while clenching a massive sign that reads, “Kwon Soonyoung has the best ass!”

“Yeah, you were the only one who complained about the other dancers music too,” Soonyoung reminds him.

Jihoon sniffs. “It's their fault that the music they chose didn't match their choreography. No wonder you won first place.”

“And it's all thanks to my darling boyfriend who composed my piece for me.”

“Okayyyy, stop nuzzling into me Soonyoung.”

10:10

“Aww, graduation day,” Soonyoung coos. “We were the best couple that night. No one had matching togas like us.”

Emblazoned on Soonyoung's robes were the words, “My Muse” while Jihoon had, “My Musician”. Soonyoung's hair was a dark black which contrasted greatly to Jihoon's lemony blonde hair.

“That's because it wasn't allowed, back then. It's a good thing SNU was pretty laid back otherwise they would have taken away our diplomas or something.”

“Can they do that?”

“I don't know. And I don't want to find out.”

“Well. Best couple selca was worth it.”

12:34

“I can't believe you made a collage of every selca that we took,” Jihoon shakes his head in awe. “Why did you even…”

“Technology would soon turn against us, Jihoonie. We need to prepare for the future in case it disappears.”

“I know that face Kwon Soonyoung, you better not plan on blowing it up or something.”

“But Jihoonie, imagine it as a blanket!”

“NO. We are not sleeping with a blanket that has our faces with pretty filters.”

15:03

“Was that the last one?”

“Yeah it was.”

“Why'd you use that picture as the end? I wasn't wearing a shirt in it, Soonyoung!”

“Well I wasn't wearing pants in that one either. Together we can clothe one person,” Soonyoung reasons out.

Jihoon frowns, unsatisfied with the answer, "What are we even gonna do with all these videos?"

"We're gonna show them to our kids of course," Soonyoung quips. He ignores the small sound of dying that Jihoon makes in response.  “Besides, we'll be adding more as the years go by. We've got forever don't we?”

“... Yeah. We've got forever.”

[Video ends]

Soonyoung loves holding Jihoon’s hand. They’re small, soft and squishy to boot. He remembers when they first started dating, Jihoon would flinch whenever Soonyoung tried to hold his hand and shy away. As the days go by, he started to let go of his reaction and has grown accustomed to it. Though the blush on his cheeks has never faded.

Whenever they’re in a crowded area, their hands seek each other like magnets. Jihoon says that it’s because he doesn’t want Soonyoung to get lost again. But he knows that the younger likes hand-holding just as much as he does.

“Hey, you’re trudging your steps again. We’re gonna be late if you keep that up,” Jihoon tugs at his arm. “You know how much they’ve been pestering us lately.”

“Yeah,” Soonyoung squeezes. “It’s only right though since we owe them.”

Jihoon swings their hands, “They’ll find ways to pester us either way. This is just one of their many opportunities to do so.”

He lifts their intertwined hands to point at something in the distance, “Wait, I think that’s them over there. Let’s go!”

The restaurant they enter is run by a kind lady who remembers them from their previous visits with the whole gang. The stained glass windows give it a warm vibe and light up the inside with splashes of color.

Soonyoung chuckles as he watches Jihoon march straight on to the people waiting for them. “Seungcheol, Jeonghan! Where’s Jisoo?” He greets, mostly to Jeonghan because Jihoon has kicked Seungcheol in the shin upon arriving and are now avidly discussing.

“He went to the restroom,” Jeonghan shrugs. He shifts in his seat when a hand startles him, “Actually he just came back.”

“Hey guys,” Jisoo smiles, as pleasant as ever. “Come and sit, I hope you don’t mind that we ordered already.”

“Yeah, it’s all good,” Soonyoung smiles before tugging Jihoon down to sit. “Babe, you can argue with Seungcheol while sitting down.”

“But then the table will block me from kicking him,” Jihoon reasons out but sits down anyway.

Soonyoung has to keep himself from squealing out loud because Jihoon is just so cute. He can feel Jeonghan cooing at him as well. Turning his eyes, he does indeed see the elder staring at Jihoon and Seungcheol arguing about a song. “This feels so nice, watching our significant others bickering.”

Jisoo raises an eyebrow but chuckles endeared at Jeonghan’s statement. Soonyoung purses his lips, “Um. That’s a weird way to see it, but okay.”

Jeonghan rolls his eyes, “That’s because you both are a weird couple. Here, go and try to stop them arguing.”

Soonyoung hesitates but does what he’s told. You can’t ever refuse Jeonghan when he wants you to do something. “Jihoonie, you can discuss that later. Let’s eat first,” he urges. “Please, babe?”

The younger immediately stops and turns, “Oh, are you hungry already? You should’ve told me so you can start eating. Though I did tell you before that you don’t have to feed me every first bite of the meal.”

“But I want to,” Soonyoung states. “It’s tradition.”

Jihoon opens his mouth to argue when Jeonghan interrupts them once again, “See? I told you guys that they’re like an old, married couple. Look at them being all sweet and mushy.”

Seungcheol frowns, “Isn’t that their normal level of sweetness?”

“No, it went up! They skipped out on our party the last time,” Jisoo explains. “Jeonghan and I were there to witness them being all giddy as they left.”

“Well, we just wanted to go home,” Jihoon starts.

Soonyoung finishes, “And spend time together.”

Jeonghan decides to be dramatic and fan himself, “Oh my god. They’re finishing each other’s sentences now.”

“They’re practically married and soulmates at this point,” Jisoo nods and the two of them lean in conspiracingly at the table. Seungcheol is the only one that looks bemused.

“We’re like that too,” Seungcheol pouts but Jisoo raises his hand to correct him. “We even have a ship name; JiHanCheol!”

“No, we’re more at the engaged phase,” Jisoo shakes his head and gestures to them. “They’re on the married for 20 years but are still on the honeymoon phase. Besides, SoonHoon sounds cuter than ours.”

“SoonHoon,” Seungcheol leans in closer to poke Jihoon’s cheek. He faces the side and stares at Soonyoung as well. “Huh, they I guess you’re right.”

Jihoon pinches Seungcheol’s arm. “Stop making us out to be the old ones,” he glares at them and looks at Jeonghan rather pointedly. “We still have many… exciting moments.”

Jeonghan smirks, “Exciting?”

“Heart fluttering!” Soonyoung backs up. He glances at Jihoon and he knows that they’re gonna need something to counter Jeonghan.

“Exciting moments being…?” The elder pushes on. He’s got both hands cupping his face and a deadly smile painted on his lips. Jisoo and Seungcheol are no better, following in their boyfriend’s lead and supporting the interrogation.

“Well,” Jihoon hesitates. He glances at Soonyoung and their eyes meet. “Everything’s exciting just being with him,” he confesses and Soonyoung is in love with the way his cheeks tint pink.

The three elders burst into cries of varying degrees; with Jeonghan being triumphant, Jisoo being satisfied and Seungcheol being moved. Soonyoung can feel the embarrassment radiating of Jihoon in waves but he makes no move to deny it and continues to endure their teasing.

Soonyoung can’t put it into words on how much he loves Jihoon right now. But he tries. “Jihoonie~” he manages to sputter out. “I-I love you so so so much!”

Jihoon squirms trying to get Soonyoung off his arm, “We’re in a public place, dammit.”

“You’re the one who just said that sappy confession!”

“But you’re the one who’s literally trying to strangle me to death.”

Jeonghan coos, “Aww, look at them bickering.” He turns to his boyfriends and scowls, “Why aren’t we sweet like that? We’re supposed to be twice as much and now we’re losing.”

“I know,” Jisoo pats his arm placatingly. “But babe, we can’t compete with that right now. That was one of the sweetest things I’ve ever heard Jihoon say. And he writes love songs for a living!”

His words make Seungcheol’s head bob with agreement. “I wish we caught that on camera. Then we’d have more clips for their wedding video.”

“You guys are making a wedding video for us? I want in!”

Jihoon can merely sigh as he watches his friends and boyfriend converse over the numerous amount of black mail that they’ve compiled throughout the years. He rolls his eyes when Soonyoung mentions the tons of videos that he shoots of Jihoon and directs a glare to each and everyone of them.

He’s about to open his mouth to interfere when Soonyoung glances and sends him a small smile. The words die in his throat and he opts to look elsewhere instead.

It’s okay. Jihoon knows he’s whipped for Soonyoung. He’d brave all the pokes and prods on his pinkening cheeks if Soonyoung will kiss it away.

It's nights like these that Jihoon adores, with his head cushioned upon the curve of Soonyoung’s arm and his arms wrapped around the person he holds dear. The soft rumble of Soonyoung breaths and the rhythmic beating of his heart serves as Jihoon’s lullaby to sleep. The arms surrounding him are his safe haven and as he nuzzles his head to Soonyoung’s chest, he only reaffirms the love he has for this man.

“Jihoon?”

He glances up to see Soonyoung staring right at him. Jihoon frowns at the question he sees in Soonyoung’s eyes. “What is it?”

Soonyoung’s heart stacatto's in his chest and Jihoon anticipates his response. “Earlier, they were talking about us being married,” Soonyoung bites his lips and Jihoon’s eyes follow the movement. “Hypothetically, are you okay with that?”

“Hypothetically?” Jihoon arches a bow, impressed at the fancy word.

“In theory, you know?”

The younger shifts in bed in order to face Soonyoung better. “Of course I’m okay with it.”

“Then,” Soonyoung locks eyes with him. “If I ask you to marry me, will you say yes?”

Air whooshes straight out of Jihoon’s lungs and his heart is filled. Soonyoung’s voice is impossibly soft, which is a feat in itself, and imploring. His hands curl at the small tone of hesitation and fear at the melody.

“I’ll always say yes to you, Soonyoung,” Jihoon says in pianissimo. He watches Soonyoung’s eyes drip golden and shine at his words. “Now go back to sleep. We have a long day tomorrow.” And many more days to come.

“That’s very nice,” Soonyoung hums and of course, that’s such a Soonyoung thing to say after their moment.

“The real question you should’ve been asking was, who’s going to propose first?”

He can hear Soonyoung sigh and he smiles into his chest. “Don’t make this into another competition, Jihoon. You’re too competitive for your own good.”

“Then you better step up your game,” Jihoon teases. He lays a small kiss on Soonyoung’s collarbone. “Otherwise, I’ll take you by surprise.”

“I love you, you know that?” The arms around him tighten.

“Yeah,” Jihoon smiles. He feels Soonyoung doing the same, “I love you, too.”