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"Misul?", zion calls out from where he was stood at the stove of their new apartment . Plaid pj bottoms low on his hips and a white tank covering his muscled chest. " yeah ?", misul calls back , rubbing his eyes tiredly as he came into the living room connected to the kitchen . A jumper triple the size of him dropping over his form and a pair of zions pj bottoms tied up on his hips , drowning himself in the fabric but it was too comfortable not to . " ramen", zion tells him , dishing their bowls full of boiled eggs noodles and stewed pork " i love you ", Misul smiles , hopping onto the kitchen counter , no chairs to be seen due to the fact they hadn't ordered them yet and Misul criss crosses his legs , pulling the bowl close to him when zion offers it " I love you too, sul", zion smiles , eyes stuck on Misul as if he was the most beautiful thing in the world while he fiddled with his chopsticks. Misul chuckles , eyes gleeming as he looked at zion before shaking his head " I meant the food but I love you , too , baby", he smiles , pushing a bunch of squiggly noodles into his mouth as zion made a face of offence, love for Misul still gleeming in his brown eyes
