sweet stories🎀 minsung <3

Story 3.

~Home🫀~
Dim lights, crinkling of the fireplace, sweet smell of vanilla. This was Minho's and Jisung's home. A medium sized house with two floors. They've been living together for about a year now, so everything was established in their own way by the time. The older was still at work, and even though the younger was sad about that, it came in handy for him - he had enough time to prepare everything. It was their third anniversary, quite a big date isn't it? They agreed to celebrate on the weekend, because both had jobs. Han came home at 6pm, like he always does, but the other man sent a  text, saying he will be coming later than usual. This was when Jisung got an idea:
"I'll prepare something cute for us!"
Let's say he wasn't really good at cooking... But that didn't stop him, he was determined to make a cake, at least a small one.

Both loved vanilla with their whole heart, that's why it always smelled sweet and creamy in their household, so vanilla cake it was. With strawberries. And cream.
Great, now the boy needed to gather everything together and follow the recipe. This was not so easy, for the hyperactive kid (19 years) with a short attention span. Somehow everything was going quite well, a little slow, but still well. The kitchen was covered with flour, cream, sugar, vanilla extract, strawberry tails... It's 9pm already,  Jisung was decorating and putting together the cake. It wasn't perfect, but looked pretty lovely. Han was proud of himself. Though sadly, his least favourite part of cooking came, he hated cleaning up after the process.

The boy finished washing the dishes and the kitchen island, and was now serving the table. Everything looked very nice, he did a great job. But the older was nowhere to be seen.. he didn't write any other messages and it was getting late. He never came home that late, the latest time was 8pm. So the younger was getting a bit inpatient and nervous. Jisung sat at the table, waiting for his significant other. His soulmate. He loved him so much.

Time passed, Han was already asleep, his head resting on his folded hands. Minho was finally home at 10:40pm, tired. He quietly closed the door and took off his coat. The aroma enveloped him, he walked to the only room with light, guessing that the younger was there. And he was right. There he was, his lover, sleeping sweetly, and a plate with cake standing in front of him. And shit, maybe the man was too sentimental, but he felt his heart burning in his chest with all the love he felt for the boy. The older approached Jisung, crouching down and patting his head.
"Jisung-ah.. wake up, I'm home, sweetheart"
The man, seeing that Han didn't move, picked him up gently, hugging his sleeping boyfriend.
"So cute...", - he whispered.
The smaller was now clinging onto him, moving lazily.
-"Hey Jisung-ah, wake up, love"
-"Minho-hyung... I've been.. waiting for you", - Jisung answered slowly and sleepy, - "I made a cake for us", - murmuring into his lover's neck.
-"Yeah, I saw it. It's very beautiful, I'm so proud of you.  Should we try it out?"
"Mhm" - the only thing the boy said before getting out of the man's arms. He rubbed his eyes and  went to make the tea for them.

-How was your day, love?,- Han inquired.
-Uhm, not so bad actually, but very tiring. Sorry I came so late, was rushing home, but got into a traffic..
-It's okay, let's just say that you gave me time to prepare everything, - the younger smiled warmly, hugging Minho tightly.

The boy loved this man with all his heart, everything about him was so special and comforting. His latest obsession was the older's cologne... Every chance he got, he would rub his nose against the neck, and couldn't get enough of the perfume.
Minho loved him back just as much or maybe even harder. Jisung was his boy. He meant everything to him. The taller hugged him back tightly, caressing his hair with one hand.
"I love you" they said at the same time and chuckled after.
This wasn't something special, they had this ritual almost every day. And that's what made their bond so strong. Their feelings for each other blooming gracefully every day.

-Go sit down at the table and start cutting the cake, I'll bring the tea, - Han said, pouring the hot water into the teapot.

The next half an hour they spent just talking, eating the dessert and exchanging loving looks.
-Happy anniversary, 자기야 (honey). I love you, - Minho said placing a soft kiss on Jisung's cheek.
-I love you too, - he answered, pulling the man into a sweet short kiss.

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So, this is a short fluff story🎀
Didn't have the time to make it longer, so it's not even a 1000 words long🥹