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Kyungsoo stirred, could feel the gaze as warm as the sun focusing on him for some time. He didn’t open his eyes, but rather snuggled even closer, burying his face on Chanyeol’s neck.
A deep, gruff chuckle came, rumbling from his chest, bubbling up his throat. “Come on, babe, wake up.”
Kyungsoo only whined, arms coming around Chanyeol’s trim waist tighter. It was a rare occasion to be sleeping in, too tempting for the two of them to just stay in bed like this, only in t-shirts and boxers all day long.
Chanyeol tenderly nuzzled Kyungsoo’s thick, ebony hair, planting butterfly kisses on his temple. “Love, it’s our anniversary.”
“Happy anniversary,” Kyungsoo half-heartedly murmured, slipping back into dreamland, until Chanyeol’s plush, tender lips then pressed on his own.
“I love you,” Chanyeol murmured, languidly licking into the seam of his heart-shaped mouth, which softly parted, willingly, invitingly.
Chanyeol then shifted, half of his body covering Kyungsoo’s now, gently laying his slumberous, smaller boyfriend on his back. The kiss became more purposeful, intoxicating almost, as each brush of their lips impressed upon meaning and emotion, of caring and reassuring, of promise and certainty.
Kyungsoo’s hands found themselves carding through the strands of Chanyeol’s hair, holding him closer. He must already be dreaming, a fantasy he wouldn’t mind indulging in, as he whispered, “I love you too, baby,” to Chanyeol, just as his leaner, longer body felt glorious on top of his, gliding, rubbing, engulfing...
Chanyeol’s palms leisurely traveled inside his shirt, stroking the smooth skin along his toned stomach and ribs. Kyungsoo’s head tipped back, exposing his neck, and Chanyeol dipped down to lick the column of his throat deliberately, reverently, trailing kisses on his collarbone before lazily sucking a mark on the juncture of his neck and shoulder.
Kyungsoo whimpered, eyes still closed, but couldn’t let go of this sweet, sweet torture. Chanyeol’s lips continued to nip and graze random patches of his skin, but never hurting, no pressuring, simply loving and giving...
Through half-lidded eyes, Kyungsoo tried to focus on reciprocating—his perfect love, so patient and considerate, so thoughtful in his actions and words... He framed his breathtaking boyfriend’s face in his hands and drew him closer for a kiss, initiating to deepen it this time, making Chanyeol groan.
“Too early for this?” Kyungsoo teased, as Chanyeol pulled back to stare at him properly.
“It’s about 2 p.m., babe,” Chanyeol laughed, showing him his Rolex to prove his point. “I wanted to make you breakfast in bed, but you were sleeping so soundly on my arm. I didn’t want to wake you.”
Well, that was one anniversary surprise ruined. However, it was ordinary days like this that make each day with Chanyeol special, no matter where they were, whether clothes were an option, even without doing anything.
“Breakfast, eh?” Kyungsoo’s curiosity was piqued. “And what were you planning on cooking for me?”
“Didn’t you want rice soup?”
“Okay, okay.” Kyungsoo immediately got up then, while Chanyeol subtly rotated his muscular right arm that Kyungsoo had indeed been sleeping on to restore sensation into it.
The lovebirds proceeded to the kitchen, with Chanyeol making the rice soup he promised (which Kyungsoo very much complimented him on) and Kyungsoo adding his own version of kimchi pancakes and scrambled eggs to round up their very late brunch or early dinner, but it didn’t matter.
To Chanyeol and Kyungsoo, it was an anniversary well spent: laughing over the silliest things, eating good comforting food, talking about anything under the sun, flirting with the gorgeous guy across the table (they meant each other, of course) and most importantly, being with the one you love.