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Aa Min
Saturday
6:23 am
Good morning, love
I’ll work out now
Sleep well!
6:47 am
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Look
I’m wearing the compression shirt you gave me
Is it bagay?
7:58 am
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Your favorite taho :)
8:19 am
Oh my fod
Hod
God
im sorryyy baby
i fwel asleeo bcs i was finishinf some work kast night
8:19 am
You’re so cute, baby
Open the door, please?
“I’m really sorry for not—” Wonwoo’s words were immediately hushed down pag bukas niya ng pinto ng unit niya because of a six foot something man making a place out of the crook of his neck.
Nakiliti si Wonwoo sa stubble na tumutusok sa leeg niya but he indulges the man while rubbing his back. “What happened?”
“I just really missed you. And you smell so good. And I haven't seen you for 48 hours” Mingyu said as he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s frail waist. Wonwoo snorted at the statement—anong mabango eh wala pa nga yang ligo? I literally just woke up 1 minute ago, the latter thinks. Nakasuot pa rin ito ng violet na silk pajamas habang ang isa naman ay naka compression shirt. And boy does it look good on him.
“Well, we were supposed to jog together earlier.”
“Hmm. It's fine, nakita ko sa calendar yung deadlines mo so I figured I can just come over instead.” ani niya, while still clinging to Wonwoo like a koala. He kicked the door behind them to give themselves privacy from people passing by the hall.
“But I have a lot of chores to do today, Min.” sabi niya with a little emphasis on chores and today, and a little whine, kasi may schedule na siya sa utak niya kung ano yung mga bagay na dapat matapos niya today and he does not wanna bother Mingyu who probably also just had an equally tiring week.
“Then you do it with me.”
In the most fragile and almost inaudible whisper, Wonwoo says “But I don't want to.”.
Tumingala si Mingyu from hugging him, holding each other’s waist like they're going away anytime soon.
“Really?” Mingyu asks with suspicion, eyes squinting at him. Handa naman siyang ibigay lahat ng gusto niya, even if it meant space. Or being alone. So long as he wants it ( like reallyyy want it because as much as Mingyu likes to give everything to his boyfriend, magkaka withdrawals siya pag hindi niya ito nakita ng maximum 48 hours ).
Nakatitig lang si Wonwoo sa paa nilang dalawa, his hands clenching at the sides of Mingyu’s shirt. He's contemplating hard kung sasabihin ba niya yung totoong nararamdaman niya about this help-chores thing or should he just suck it all up, force a smile, say “ I can do it alone ” (because he really can), push people away again, and before he knows it, he's back to being alone. Like he always has been.
But he remembers this is Mingyu.
The Mingyu who sees right through him—through the deafening silence, indifferent gaze, and calculated words. The Mingyu who never finks out, who gently and stubbornly shatters the walls he spent his whole life building around himself. The Mingyu who doesn't even wince. The Mingyu who kept showing up, daring to reach pieces of Wonwoo that he has long buried. Almost as if he was the one made to break through.
He was the one made to break through.
“No. I guess I can use a bit of your help.” Wonwoo says with a small smile, nakatingala pa rin kay Mingyu. And he saw it—the way the latter’s eyes lit up, his cheeks scarlet, his canine tooth flashing with that smile. Nahihirapan na si Wonwoo, so instead of resisting at the sight, he reached up, hands moving from Mingyu’s sides to his neck, and pressed their lips together. Soft. Tender. Quick.
Bago pa man mag react si Mingyu, he pulled away, laughing to himself, habang pumapasok sa pinto katabi nila–CR. Mingyu, who's frozen, is woken back to his reverie with the sound of locking knobs. “Love! That's just sooo unfair!”.
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Wonwoo is on his sofa, playing with Kimchi. Pagkatapos niyang maligo, si Mingyu naman ang pumalit sa kanya. He forgot his boyfriend just came back from a rigorous leg day workout, and is absolutely soaked in sweat (to which he doesn't mind because he still smells divine).
He was supposed to water the sole plant in his balcony that Mingyu gifted him, pakainin si Kimchi, linisin yung litter box niya, wash the dishes he left from last night because he was too tired, wipe his center table, vacuum his sala, pati yung sofa kasi puno na ng balahibo ni Kimchi—but his unit was spotless.
His unmade bed, and his bedside table na puno ng kung anong anik anik, has been organized. He even found the charger of his watch he was looking for yesterday, with his watch plugged in, of course.
Wonwoo’s cuddling session with his firstborn was interrupted when he felt a buzz and a ring on Mingyu’s phone. Kinuha niya ito sa center table at pumunta siya sa labas ng CR to give it to him. “Min, someone’s calling you.”
“Yes, baby? Nag sha-shampoo po ako!” sigaw ni Mingyu sa loob.
“I said may tumatawag po sayo.”
“Answer it for me baby please!”
Unknown number . Wonwoo wonders who could be calling his boyfriend on a morning as early as 10 am, and a saturday at that. He answers the call hesitantly. “Hello po? Sino po ito? W—”
“Sir Minggoy, si Junjun po ito, food delivery po. Nasa lobby na po yung order niyo. Pababa nalang po.”
Mas mabilis pa sa alas kwatro lumabas si Wonwoo at bumaba sa lobby para kunin kung ano man ang order nito. “Good morning po, Sir Benedict!” he greets the guard.
“Magandang umaga, Ser! Nandito na ho pala yung order niyo!”
“Salamat po.”
“Ah oo nga po pala, tinawagan ko na ho yung maintenance para sa smoke detector niyo ho. Buti aba’t sinabi ni Ser Minggoy sa akin kahapon. Salamat nga po pala sa jollibee kahapon, Ser! Tuwang tuwa yung mga chikiting ko!”
Wonwoo stares at Mingyu who is munching on his chicken caesar salad wrap happily, wearing his shirt (it was pretty obvious it’s Wonwoo’s with the way his biceps is almost tearing the shirt sleeves apart), feet displayed on the table, and cat-loaf-positioned Kimchi on his lap. “Yes baby, why are you staring? Pogi ko ba?”
Of course! Malamang sa malamang! Wonwoo wants to shout. Instead, he asks, “Sinabihan mo si Sir Benedict about the smoke detector?” And as an OA that he is, Mingyu gasps, “Oh my god, snitch si Mang Ben!”
Inirapan ito ni Wonwoo, and he continues eating his quarter pounder burger with extra cheese (which Mingyu reheated in the oven the moment it arrived so the it’s hot just the way Wonwoo wants it), ignoring the warmth approaching in his left side, watching Modern Family display over the TV, while Mingyu and Kimchi scooting over him.
“I might have told Mang Ben.”
“Not might have, you did.”
“Well, technically yes, but—”
Wonwoo stares at Mingyu again. Well, maybe not stare, but glare. Oh no, Mingyu thinks. “You don't have to do it, Min. I forgot it was on my calendar and ngayon dapat ako tatawag. I really was just so swamped with work lately. And—”
“My love, I know you can do it. I believe you can. But let me do this for you, please?” Mingyu's chin is now resting on Wonwoo’s left shoulder blade, his right arm wrapped around the latter’s waist, rubbing his stomach.
“But why? You don't live here and yet may number ka sa guard ng condo ko! Sir Benedict even told me you bought jollibee daw for them!”
Mingyu smiles sheepishly at his boyfriend, “Hehe, it's a thank you for keeping the most important person in my life safe. ” Smack . “And don't even think of wiring money in my bank account ” Smack . “You can pay me back in another way instead.” Wink .
“Argh! You are so gross, Min! Get off me nga, gosh!”
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"Baby, do you like this?" Mingyu is showing Wonwoo a red box of cereals because his usual favorite is out of stock. "No, I tried that before and it was so gross."
Mingyu laughed at the latter's puked out expression and made the mental note na dumaan sa isa pang grocery store pag uwi nila.
They are now currently lining up at the cashier because Mingyu noticed Wonwoo doesn't have food in his pantry anymore, not even his go-to ramen. My poor baby, Mingyu thinks. He also wanted to cook for his boyfriend, yung totoong pagkain, kasi nakita niya itong tumitingin sa grab food ng Kare Kare. "Kimchi doesn't have cat food and wet food na pala baby. Let's drop by sa vet shop mamaya."
"Total is P8, 375.25 po Sir. Cash or card po?"
"Card lang, Miss." Wonwoo was just about to pull his card out when Mingyu beat him to it, handing his over. "Savings lang, Miss"
Wonwoo narrowed his eyes at him. "Mingyu-"
But Mingyu, the infuriating boyfriend that he is, just flashes an unnecessarily endearing smile, stifling a laugh. "Masyado ka kasing mabagal."
Wonwoo sighed. I'll send this back to him tonight. Wonwoo will be successful in wiring the money back tonight, sure. But Mingyu? He'd just return it again and again. Like a tug of war. Until Wonwoo's grown annoyed with the amount of OTP texts he has received, as well as the verification process due to the suspicious amount of times he has sent the same amount of money to the same account number.
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Mingyu's right hand rests on the passenger seat's headrest, just behind Wonwoo's head, his left hand steady on the steering wheel, eyes flicking through the rearview mirror, as he shifts slightly to reverse. Wonwoo tries not to look at it, but for god's sake, is he also just a guy. So when Mingyu looked back behind them, he finally catches the flex of his biceps, and the fabric of his sleeves, oh my god parang puputok na. The fact that it's his oversized shirt is not even helping right now.
His eyes trailed up to the latter's side profile, bathed in the golden glow of the sky. His sharp jaw, the mole in his nose, the slight furrow in his brow, his lower lips that he's seeking his teeth into, and his smell─oh lord. He's using the same sweet, sugary, and vanilla perfume, with a hint of musk─Di ako makapaniwalang akin to.
“Love, meron ka pa ba nong eye drop mo?" tanong ni Mingyu, na para bang hindi niya sinisira ang self-control ni Wonwoo.
Wonwoo knows he should be annoyed, alright. "Di ko pa rin nakakalimutan yung ginawa mo." He rambles, but mostly just so he could not say he looks so good and smell so good and─
Mingyu chuckles, a deep throaty sound that wobbled his knees and chest. Nakakainis lang. He's just so perfect. Wonwoo avoids his gaze and nag focus nalang ito sa tanawin sa labas. He's just so good at everything he does─kung paano siya mag park, makipag unahan sa pagbayad sa grocery bill ko, or even just at... loving me. He looks unfairly good doing all of it at the same time that it makes it really hard for Wonwoo to not lean over and kiss him breathless. Besides that, their firstborn is alone, waiting for them at home. So.
Wonwoo swallows. "I forgot."
"Okay, I'll get you one later." Mingyu says, his right hand snaking into the other's left thigh.