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Baekhyun arrived home to a familiarly quiet apartment, evening sky dark with curtains drawn in the living room. He took off his jacket and set down his bag to ruffle his hair and check the time.
9:30 pm. Kyungsoo was probably in their bedroom, getting ready to sleep if not sleeping already. He was the type to go to bed early and wake up early. It made sense, considering he had work at five most days, but it still upset Baekhyun in the most selfish way that he barely saw his boyfriend during the weekdays with the two of them working at different times. They always talked about how it would be once they moved out and Kyungsoo got that job in the city that aligned with Baekhyun’s hours. I can’t wait to stay in bed with you, Kyungsoo liked to say. And spend all morning with you, and cook you breakfast and kiss you good bye to work.
One day. That was their promise.
Baekhyun stretched and went straight to the bathroom to take off his makeup. He’d change later; he didn’t want to accidentally wake Kyungsoo if he was sleeping, or if he did he’d at least want it to be later rather than sooner. Leaning over the sink to get a closer look at his face, he didn’t notice the door to the bathroom opening until it bumped his side.
“Hey,” Baekhyun said, smiling at Kyungsoo’s squinty eyes. Without his glasses on, Kyungsoo went blindly to Baekhyun’s back, wrapping his arms around his stomach.
“Hi,” Kyungsoo said.
“Were you sleeping?”
A long pause. His boyfriend rested his cheek on his shoulder and closed his eyes. “Yeah.”
“Go back to sleep. I’m just going to take off my makeup.”
“Can I?”
“You sure?” He lowered his hand and looked at Kyungsoo through the mirror. “I really won’t take long.”
“I want to.”
“Okay.” Turning around, Baekhyun leaned against the sink and gave Kyungsoo the cleaning pad. The touches were gentle and Kyungsoo was attentive while wiping his cheek. He had one hand on Baekhyun’s waist and the other reaching up to remove his makeup, leaning close to see what he was doing. Neither of them said anything. Truthfully, this was Baekhyun’s favorite thing about coming home when it happened. It didn’t happen a lot. But sometimes Kyungsoo asked to do this for him and Baekhyun liked the care that was squeezed into that short moment before bed, closing his eyes while Kyungsoo brought the wipe over each eyelid and finished with a soft kiss to his lips.
“Come to bed,” said Kyungsoo once they’d parted.
“I will. I just need to brush my teeth first.”
Kyungsoo tossed the wipe but took Baekhyun’s hand once he was finished putting toothpaste on his brush, and the two of them looked at their reflections in the mirror. Fingers intertwined, one in his pajamas and the other in his work clothes. They looked silly side by side but it felt right. Even with their messy schedules and missed meals together, they fit together like pieces in a puzzle. Baekhyun couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.
They didn’t let go of each other’s hand until Baekhyun had to change. Only then did Kyungsoo relinquish his hold and go to the bed to wait, cheek squished against the pillow while he watched him get ready for bed. Baekhyun liked the familiar weight of his attention on him. He also liked, even more, turning off the lights and searching for Kyungsoo in the dark, finding him when their fingers met and being pulled into his waiting arms.
Kyungsoo kissed his cheek. “How was work?”
“Good. We got new supplies in today, so I’m happy.”
“That’s good.” Baekhyun was a makeup artist, and the one thing that made him super excited (other than food and experimenting with styles,) was getting a fresh batch of makeup supplies. Kyungsoo smiled. “You’re so easy to please.”
“Aren’t you grateful?” Baekhyun teased with a grin.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind if you were high maintenance.”
“What a liar.” Baekhyun turned on his side and nuzzled against him with an outward breath. He wasn’t too tired, but Kyungsoo had to sleep. Knowing his boyfriend, if it were up to him they would talk all night and he would get an hour of sleep before work. So as much as Baekhyun wanted to talk, he had to be the responsible one and say good night instead. “Let’s sleep, Kyungja.”
“Tired?” They exchanged another gentle kiss and Baekhyun hummed. “Okay, then. Sweet dreams.”
“Good night.”