A collection of short stories, flash fics, drabbles or anything that comes to mind about Haruto and Yedam.
Content
001 Dog, Pizza, and Us
002 Do You Like Anyone?
003 I Lost/Love You
004 Cola...
This was written while I am half asleep half awake so I am sorry in advance. Just wanna put something out for this day.
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Haruto's POV
🎵"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, Happy birthday, Happy birthday Happy birthday to you.🎵
Happy birthday, Haruto"
I woke up to the sound of him singing. I sat on the bed and stretched my long arms. When my eyes started to adjust I saw him holding a tray of food with a big smile plastered on his face.
"Happy Birthday, Haruto, I made breakfast specially for you," he said while placing the food tray on my bedside table.
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Then, he sat on the edge of the bed close to me and gave me a kiss in the forehead while he greeted, "good morning."
And I replied with a grateful smile, "good morning and thank you for this."
I started eating and everything tasted delicious. I was shocked when he grabbed the spoon, "I'll feed you," he teasingly said while pretending the spoon was an airplane. Lol if you think I'll stop him and say that I can eat by myself, then you're wrong. I just laugh at him and opened my mouth and let him feed me until everything was done.
"Thank you," I told him and he kissed my forehead again. Then, he grabbed the tray and went out of my room.
I washed my face in my bathroom and went out of my room. He is still in the sink washing the dishes. I walked towards him and gave him a back hug.
"I love you, Yedamie" I love him so much and I want to tell him that every chance I have.
"I love you too but let me finish the dishes"
But being the stubborn boyfriend that I am, I just hugged him tighter making it harder for him to wash the dishes. And he just shook his head in defeat. He knows I won't be letting go soon, I'll never let go.
I rested my head on his shoulders until he finished the dishes. He washed his hands and dried it with the hand towel near our sink.
"Can I have my hug now?" I asked or more like plead. Then, he faced me and hugged me back. And I just enjoyed his warmth and his scent that I really love to smell.
"Happy Birthday My Ruto, what do you want for your birthday?" he asked me when we parted from the hugged. I just shook my head that I don't want anything.
