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«𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕥𝕨𝕠»

Sicheng's eyes followed Yuta as he circled the rim of his coffee mug with his index finger. The older was singing and dancing along to Red Velvet's 'Psycho', while frying bacon on one pan and eggs on another. He seemed to be in a jolly mood today, not that he wasn't any other day, but he seemed a tad bit happier. Did he have something in mind? Sicheng raised his eyebrow in thought as he watched his lover, who was smiling to himself.

The younger's train of thoughts were broken as a plate of breakfast was placed in front of him, along with another cup of coffee. "What are you thinking about so hard, hm? Your coffee turned cold," Yuta asked, putting the mug in the basin and taking a seat beside Sicheng. The Chinese took a bite of his toast, "You seem happy today."

"Am I not always happy?" The older questioned in return, lifting the mug to his mouth and taking a sip of the coffee. "I don't mean anything like that, Yuta," Sicheng quickly answered, "You just seem happier today. Is there something on your mind?"

The older looked down at his plate of breakfast as a smile graced his face, "Well there's this thing I'd been meaning to ask you.." he trailed off, looking at his lover's curious face. Sicheng nodded as he urged the other to go on. "Will you... will you move in with me?" Yuta asked, both his expression and voice unsure. "I mean you practically live here now," he continued, "And I thought it would be easier for you to just move in completely. It's okay if you're not-"

"I'd love to move in with you, Yuyu!" Sicheng cut his lover off, pulling him into a hug. Yuta wrapped his arms around him, his shoulders sagging in relief, "Really?" he asked, his smile returning to his face again. Sicheng nodded cutely before replying with an enthusiastic "Yes!"

After a few seconds, Sicheng pulled away with a pout, "But what about Johnny? Won't he feel uncomfortable with me staying here?" Yuta laughed at his ever considerate and concerned lover, "Haven't you noticed he's hardly here, Petal? He's moving in with Ten." The younger looked at him with a surprised look, "Why didn't he tell me that? I'm his bestfriend, I'm supposed to know things first, not you!" The pout returned on his adorable face.

"Maybe he's just busy," Yuta shrugged, before returning his attention to his breakfast and scarfing it down. Sicheng nodded, his mind on something else, as he ate his breakfast. "Wait.." he suddenly stopped, "Oh my gosh..." he groaned, nearly hitting his head on the table, "There's a heck ton of things to do if I move in! I've got to bring my things, my books, bags and my clothes-"

Yuta looked up at him, his mouth full of food, he quickly gulped it down as he interrupted the Chinese, "Why would you need clothes? You look really beautiful in mine," he gestured to his blue t-shirt that Sicheng was wearing, the neckline almost falling off from one his shoulders, exposing his neck and collarbones. "You look really delicious right now," the older licked his lips, his eyes on the younger's exposed caramel skin, "Wouldn't mind having a taste," he said, inching closer.

He was stopped just as he was about to capture Sicheng's lips, "Not the time, Yuyu," Sicheng shook his head, and got up to place his empty plate in the basin, "We've got to figure out this first." The older sulked as he crossed his arms and puckered his lips at his lover, "I'm not talking about anything until you give me a kiss," he shook his head like a stubborn kid.

Sicheng sighed, already used to the older's antics, "Fine then," he said, washing the dishes and putting them on the rack, "Do it your way." Yuta got up from his seat, as he wrapped his arms around his lover's waist from the back, "Come on, baby," he said, his velvety voice sending chills all over Sicheng's body, "Give your daddy one kiss."

The younger's face grew as red as a beetroot, as stuttered, "Wha-what?" he turned back to face Yuta and was met with a sudden kiss on his lips, "Now we can talk about anything you want!" The older jumped away from him, his healing smile on his face, as he leaned against the kitchen island.

The younger's face grew redder than possible, "Th-that's not fair!" He whined, as Yuta flashed him a taunting smile. "Everything's fair in love and war, my dear Petal," The Japanese winked at him, loving the reactions he could get out of his boyfriend.

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A/N: This is quite a short chapter, I know. And it's just a filler, I'll start updating the longer ones after my exams end.