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jaeyun opens the door.
he's greeted by the faint sound of lovestruck playing and the smell of shin ramyeon coming from the kitchen. kicking off his shoes, he sighs as he throws his socks into the laundry basket and makes his way to their bedroom.
dumping his backpack right next to their door, jaeyun sighs once again. he rubs his eyes, feeling the exhaustion settle right into his bones, nestling there. it's not going to go away anytime soon, jaeyun having slept less than six hours across two days.
yet, he braves himself to leave the bedroom, the door clicking shut behind him. the floor is cool beneath his feet, just how he likes it, as he heads to the kitchen. the song has switched to can't feel my face now, and a soft humming joins the ambient noise that enters his ears.
careful not to startle his boyfriend, jaeyun takes a mug and settles it on the kitchen counter with a clink. at the sound, heeseung turns around to look at him, and a soft smile settles on his face as he takes in the sight of jaeyun.
"tired, baby?" heeseung coos, turning the heat low and sidling next to jaeyun.
"mm," jaeyun hums, too tired to formulate a proper response.
heeseung shakes his head at that, one hand coming up to cradle jaeyun's cheek in his palm. jaeyun leans into the touch, savouring the heat of heeseung's skin against his cool one. the library cranked up the air-conditioning that day to beat the sweltering heat outside, but jaeyun has never been one to enjoy extreme temperatures.
"i made ramyeon. we can watch something together when we eat. you're not caught up with last week's race, right?" heeseung softly whispers.
jaeyun shakes his head. "i haven't had time to even watch the highlights. i saw the verstappen penalty on my twitter, though."
heeseung laughs. "oh, a lot more happened during the race, babe."
jaeyun breathes out, settling his forehead on heeseung's shoulder. heeseung merely cards his hands through jaeyun's hair, massaging his scalp lightly. he continues to hum a song under his breath, one that jaeyun can't quite recognise.
"you did well, jaeyun-ah." heeseung murmurs. "let's get some food in you, alright? i'll work on my thesis later while you study. we can stay up together."
"we'll go to bed together too?" jaeyun asks, voice muffled against heeseung's hoodie.
heeseung lets out a light chuckle. "of course."
with that, jaeyun raises his head, looking into heeseung's eyes. his beautiful, beautiful heeseung, who always knows what to do for him even when jaeyun has no idea what he needs. his lovely boyfriend, who stays up with him and cooks for him during his exams even though he's busy with his research himself.
so, he says, "i love you."
and heeseung, as always, says it back. "i love you."
jaeyun has never felt more at peace than he has at the moment, in the cramped kitchen of their shared apartment, with a rnb playlist in the background and smell of spice in the air.
"i'll go shower. can you put on the race?" jaeyun presses a fleeting kiss to heeseung's jaw, lips brushing past the latter's stubble.
"of course. now, go." heeseung give him a light pat on the ass, making jaeyun giggle a bit.
"oh, my god. is max trying to kill him?" jaeyun watches the highlights with his mouth agape, his chopsticks with ramyeon halfway into his mouth.
heeseung laughs, shaking his head. "i got no clue what he's doing to norris in races now. shit was crazy to watch, though."
jaeyun slurps down the ramyeon, eyes never leaving the screen as he watches the redbull car waiting for the penalty, the mechanics ready on stand-by. the highlights continue to play, him and heeseung making occasional remarks about the drivers as they finish the ramyeon.
jaeyun sighs in relief after downing his last mouthful of soup. rubbing his tummy, he flops back on the couch, turning his head to look at heeseung beside him. his boyfriend's black hair makes him look especially young, and it's a new change after heeseung having light hair for so long. he looks every bit like the heeseung jaeyun first fell in love with, but just with an extra air of maturity around him.
the light from the tv basks on heeseung's face, and jaeyun has to suppress a gasp when the light hits heeseung's eyes just right, making them look especially sparkly and bright. the spicy ramyeon broth still sits on heeseung's lips, making him look a little shiny from the grease.
so, jaeyun decides that the best course of action to help heeseung clean up is to lean forward and wrap his arms around heeseung's neck, kissing him on the lips. heeseung jumps in surprise at the sudden contact, but he soon relaxes as he finds his hold on jaeyun's waist, fingers shifting under jaeyun's loose shirt to feel the warm skin there.
jaeyun breathes out shakily as heeseung dips his hand just a little underneath the elastic band of his shorts. yet, his hand stays there, and jaeyun continues to press his lips against heeseung's, panting into the latter's mouth. kissing heeseung is like having life breathed back into his lungs, and jaeyun craves to taste heeseung at every waking moment, to feel his soft lips moving against his own, and the slide of his tongue across jaeyun's teeth.
jaeyun falls back on the couch, heeseung on top of him. heeseung's hands move upwards, now resting on his ribcage. he strays dangerously close to jaeyun's chest, mindful not to touch him there because he knows jaeyun is tired. all jaeyun needs now is a boneless makeout session, and heeseung will give him just that.
he spots jaeyun growing in his pants, but he dutifully ignores the chubbing against his thigh. leaning down, he places kisses all over jaeyun's exposed collarbones. jaeyun lets out another sigh, hands shakily carding through heeseung's hair. he feels heeseung trembling above him, breaths thready as he feels teeth scraping against his skin.
"you okay, baby?" jaeyun whispers.
heeseung nods, pausing a bit to look at jaeyun. "you're so beautiful, yunnie. so pretty, and all mine."
it's true. jaeyun looks utterly vulnerable below him now, eyes watery and breaths short as he looks down at heeseung unguarded. the neckline of his shirt is tugged down now, and there are pink marks all over his fair skin. heeseung knows none of them will stay, but that's okay. he has his entire life to leave imprints of his love all over jaeyun. it's at moments like this, that heeseung understands what it's like to love someone.
he feels a love so great yet so easy that it consumes him. jaeyun, under him, all pliant and cute and responsive to his every touch, is all he needs. there's softness in jaeyun's gaze, the kind that makes heeseung want to carve a hole into jaeyun's chest and live there for the rest of life. he wants to make jaeyun feel safe when they're together, and the ball of light in his chest only glows brighter when jaeyun gives him a soft smile.
they kiss for a while more, jaeyun's brain turning into mush as heeseung presses impossibly closer to his body. he feels the toned muscle above him, the muscled arm that gently caresses the side of his face as heeseung writes whispers of affection around his jaw.
jaeyun giggles when heeseung grazes his earlobe, breaking the tension. smiling, heeseung presses one last kiss under his eye and pulls away. jaeyun's silver hair is in a mess, curls lopsided and there's a dopey smile on his face. he looks utterly beautiful like this, only happiness dancing in his eyes as he gazes back at heeseung.
"you have a problem, babe." jaeyun chuckles, gesturing to heeseung's tightened sweatpants.
heeseung laughs as well, climbing off the couch and patting jaeyun's head. "i'll take care of it myself. wash the dishes, and we can start doing work in half an hour."
jaeyun nods, hands teasingly grazing up and down heeseung's arm. yet, the smile on his face is only filled with relief as he looks up at heeseung. "thank you, hyung."
"anytime, anything for you, yunnie."
after forty minutes, they're finally at their own desks. jaeyun has his laptop open to his lecture slides from the week before, whereas heeseung has arranged all his borrowed library books next to his pc.
they're sitting with their backs facing each other, and none of them are wearing earphones. instead, another one of heeseung's playlists is playing in the background, a quiet compilation of korean jazz songs that's just exciting enough to keep jaeyun's brain engaged but not distracted.
jaeyun loses himself after that, poring over his tablet and handwritten notes as he attempts to figure out his tutorial questions. after a tedious 20 minutes, he finally solves a question without consulting his lecture notes and formula paper, and he completes his entire sheet of questions after that. he's taking less subjects for the semester, but each of them are advanced enough to make him struggle and stumble through every lecture he attends.
the playlist hits the halfway mark, and jaeyun realises he's been sitting down for at least an hour and a half. he stands up to stretch his back, sighing in relief as he feels the pops of his joints. he takes a glance at heeseung, who has his blue light glasses out. they're round and thin-rimmed, resting prettily on his nose as he squints at the line of text onscreen. on the other monitor, jaeyun spots a new paragraph added to heeseung's thesis, and he smiles.
jaeyun quietly walks to the kitchen, taking out two mugs and two green tea teabags. he waits for the water to boil on the stove and steeps their teabags in the mugs. then, he returns to their desk area, placing one of the mugs on the empty coaster on heeseung's desk.
at that, heeseung looks up, and jaeyun can't help but smile and coo when he makes eye contact with his boyfriend. heeseung's glasses are slightly askew and drooping a little as always, and his black hair is incredibly disheveled from his habit of combing it back as he reads a hard paragraph. his pen is left uncapped on his notebook, and there are ink smudges on his jaw.
"you got this, hyung." jaeyun places a kiss on the crown of heeseung's head.
nodding, heeseung returns the favour with a kiss to jaeyun's wrist, right where his pulse lies.
jaeyun goes back to his own desk, and they continue to do their own things.
the moment heeseung realises that his playlist has gone back to the first song, he stands up. he makes his way to jaeyun, who's pressing away on his calculator as he narrows his eyes at the thermodynamics equation on his computer.
heeseung taps jaeyun on the shoulder, softly reminding him, "three hour-mark, baby. let's go out for a bit."
"hold on, just a bit more." jaeyun nods, writing down a string of numbers on his paper and sighing in relief as he checks his answer. "alright, let's go."
"convenience store or park?" heeseung asks as they put on their sneakers and jackets. it's slightly chilly in october, and heeseung resists the urge to squeeze jaeyun's cheeks when he puffs as he zips up his jacket.
"the park. let's just sit down somewhere."
they go to the park that's five minutes away, located right between their university and the apartment. then, they settle on an empty bench near the entrance, jaeyun resting his head on heeseung's shoulder as their hands are intertwined on the latter's lap.
"what do you wanna do for your birthday next month?" heeseung asks.
jaeyun shrugs. "i don't know. i'm probably going to have dinner with you guys and drink a fuckton of soju."
"sounds like the perfect birthday to me." heeseung laughs. "you'll be done with your exams by then, right?"
jaeyun nods, adjusting his head to fall on heeseung's chest instead. "my last paper is right before my birthday. why?"
"clear your weekend after that. let's go to gyeonggi-do. my parents want to see you and my mom will cook her miyeok guk for you. a birthday boy needs his birthday soup after all."
"thank you, hyung." jaeyun smiles, kissing heeseung's cheek. "your mom's so sweet. i love her."
"well, considering i want to marry you after my thesis gets published, i hope you'll continue feeling that way."
"hyung!" jaeyun hits him on the shoulder, making him giggle. heeseung retaliates with a poke to jaeyun's side, and they both start play fighting in the night.
after calming down, heeseung suddenly turns to jaeyun, saying seriously, "but i'm serious, okay? i'll put a ring on you when i officially graduate. we'll move into a bigger apartment after that. i'm working enough hours now to save up, and our parents can't wait for the wedding too."
jaeyun starts to tear up, hands coming down to grip the collar of heeseung's jacket. "i can't wait, hyung. i can't wait to call you my husband in front of everyone. you have to keep your promise."
heeseung kisses him, fervent want thick in the air as he devours jaeyun right out in the open. before things can get too serious, jaeyun giggles, pushing heeseung away.
"i love you, jaeyun-ah."
"i love you, heeseung hyung."