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Kyungsoo is walking past the couch where Baekhyun is working when he’s yanked back by the wrist, collapsing with a yelp into Baekhyun’s waiting lap. It doesn’t take long for his boyfriend to nose against his chest, cutely shaking his head as he rubs up against him. After the initial shock wears off Kyungsoo sighs. He puts his arms around him and hugs his head, melting at the soft sound that Baekhyun lets out in response.
A moment of stillness passes. For once Baekhyun isn’t wanting to move about, though since Kyungsoo’s come back he’s found that Baekhyun has grown out of that phase. He’s grown a lot. He’s not as excitable as he was before, a lot calmer these days in a way that Kyungsoo is unfamiliar with. Two years. Two years of not seeing him, of only texting and visiting every once in a while. He’s gotten older now, hasn’t he?
Kyungsoo scoffs to himself, breaking out of his head. What is he thinking? As if Baekhyun is his kid who he’s proud of but sad that he’s grown up. All while he was away.
The thought isn’t as bittersweet as it becomes when he pulls away to let him work again. But when he tries to stand, he finds that Baekhyun’s arms are locked in place around his waist, keeping him from leaving.
“What?” he asks, sitting down again. He doesn’t know why there’s a strange ache in his chest but it eases a bit with the warmth of Baekhyun’s hold.
“Don’t go,” Baekhyun mumbles.
And, oh. Kyungsoo’s expression softens as he hugs him back, a little painful in his heart. That’s what it was. He was hoping Baekhyun would ask him to stay. Because it’s been two years, and Baekhyun grew while he was away, and nothing about how much Kyungsoo loves him has changed but he doesn’t know how it is for him. He doesn’t know if he matters as much anymore.
“I missed you,” Baekhyun says.
It’s not the first time but it feels more important somehow, a little piece of reassurance that Kyungsoo didn’t know he needs. “I missed you too.”