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It's when they're cuddling after listening to the song that Yushi asks, his voice flat: “So you were gonna perform that in front of everyone?”
Daeyoung nuzzles into his nape. “Yup.”
“The song you wrote for me?” Yushi’s voice is tight. “About how much you love me?”
“Yes, hyung,” Daeyoung sighs a little but that’s mostly because he’s amused. “And you love me too, so-”
Daeyoung doesn’t even get scolded for how presumptuous he’s being because that’s when he nearly falls backwards off of the piano bench - Yushi whips his head around to glare at him. “I do,” he says. “I really love you, Daeyoungie.” It’s a sweet moment that Daeyoung would like to bask in, but then that’s when Yushi whips around the rest of his body, too, and the bench creaks as Yushi pushes up against him.
“Hyung!” Daeyoung yelps, jostled so hard he almost falls. “Hold on, what’re you-”
But Yushi grabs him by the front of his shirt and Daeyoung has a very hard time talking back as Yushi hyung says: “My Daeyoungie.” And then he yanks him into a kiss. “You’re mine.”
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Daeyoung tells his boyfriend he loves him in the form of a song. They fuck about it. And also Yushi is wearing a maid dress, reasons unrelated.