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Wonwoo collapses on the couch, letting out a happy sigh as Mingyu pulls his legs onto his lap. Mingyu pats Wonwoo’s tummy reverently. “How’s my baby?” Mingyu coos at Wonwoo’s stomach.
Wonwoo lets out an annoyed ‘aishhh ’ and pulls a throw pillow from his side to shove at Mingyu. “That’s rude. You’re the one who made kimchi fried rice and steak.”
Mingyu snickers, rubbing Wonwoo’s stomach through his hoodie. “It’s the premiere of NANAbnb, jagi. It’s a special occasion.”
It was a little more than a special occasion. After all, Jeon Wonwoo is home after a day of public service to the Republic of South Korea, looking extra handsome in his camo uniform and slowly-growing buzzcut. And Mingyu is home after days and days of schedules promoting their comeback album (and secretly listening to 99.9% on repeat, but no one’s suspecting that).
Mingyu sneaks a look at Wonwoo, snuggled into the couch and playing a mobile game on his phone. He does this thing that no one really notices at first, but his tongue sticks out a little from the side of his mouth when he’s focusing extra hard on the game, and Mingyu bites back a smile when he sees Wonwoo’s tongue jut out on the left side while his brow furrows in concentration.
“Hey,” Mingyu mumbles, his hand brushing against Wonwoo’s knee.
“Hmm?” Wonwoo doesn’t look up.
“I missed you.” It’s an honest statement, one that tugs Wonwoo out of his gaming zone in pleasant surprise. His cheeks flush pink with warmth, and a tiny smile curves at Wonwoo’s lips in a way that makes Mingyu’s heart thump a little bit louder in his chest.
“You see me everyday,” Wonwoo says with a small chuckle.
“I know.” Mingyu shrugs, looking away and focusing on the softness of Wonwoo’s sweatpants. “I just – it’s different when you’re gone.”
Wonwoo props himself up slightly so he’s sitting on Mingyu’s lap. “Yeobo,” Wonwoo murmurs, his hand reaching out to rub the back of Mingyu’s neck, “you know what I did at work today?”
“Some really cool top-secret stuff you can’t tell me about?” Mingyu jokes, wiggling his eyebrows.
Wonwoo snorts. “I wish.” His voice softens slightly. “I watched the listening session on YouTube.”
Mingyu gasps. “You cheated,” he accuses. “No new content without the other, remember?”
Wonwoo rolls his eyes. “You were there,” he shoots back, “and you’re ruining what I’m trying to say. I’m saying I missed you too, idiot.”
Mingyu’s lips curl up into a big smile, canines and all. It’s enough for Wonwoo to chuckle a bit and shake his head, before leaning in to brush a soft kiss on Mingyu’s lips.
Mingyu hums against Wonwoo’s mouth, his arm snaking around to hold Wonwoo in place by the waist. Wonwoo’s hands cup Mingyu’s cheeks. Butterflies erupt in Mingyu’s stomach at the feeling of Wonwoo’s thumbs brushing against his skin. Mingyu’s not sure how Wonwoo does it, but kissing him always feels like their first time. Mingyu doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to it – get used to Wonwoo being his.
A ping snaps them out of their kiss, and Wonwoo lets out a soft whine when Mingyu parts from him. Mingyu reaches for his phone and groans when he sees that it’s a message from their group chat.
“Do you think they’ll be cockblocking us forever?” Mingyu asks, unlocking his phone to read the message. Wonwoo snickers against Mingyu’s neck.
“Yes. What does it say?”
scoups: Don’t forget to post something on Weverse tonight for the premiere
boo: Yes boss 🫡
dk: [image attached]
Mingyu shows the picture of Seokmin’s set-up to Wonwoo. “What should I post?” Mingyu asks. He pulls Wonwoo closer to him as he thumbs through his pictures. “Carats have been asking for a selca of us, by the way. I told them I’d ask you.”
Wonwoo grins, adjusting his position so he’s nestled into the crook of Mingyu’s neck while they look at his phone screen. “Should we finally give in to them?”
Mingyu looks down at Wonwoo, his fingers splayed against Wonwoo’s lower back, with Wonwoo pleasantly cuddled close to him as he looks at Mingyu’s photos. “I think I want you to myself for a little bit longer,” Mingyu says, pressing a kiss to the top of Wonwoo’s head.
“Okay, jagi,” Wonwoo hums. “Sounds good to me.”
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[Weverse || 📝 28-year-old Kim Mingyu wrote a Post: Watching live with Jeon Wonwoo.]
[Weverse || 💬 Wonwoo left a comment on 28-year-old Kim Mingyu ’s post: it’s gonna be fun. ☺️]
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boo: if that pic was post-fuck hyung you’re GROSS
mingyu: 😌
dino: 🤢