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[ i think i need to clarify Soobin's age here. soobin is older than Taehyun by 9 years, therefore, he is 26 here and works somewhere which is enough for the both of them]

"Soobin?" Yeonjun calls out, seated in the passenger seat of a navy blue sedan, which was being driven by his younger boyfriend. They were on their way back home from the date.

Actually, Yeonjun worked in another district of Korea, Ansan, which was Soobin's hometown, but Soobin and Taehyun lived in Seoul, the capital. The lime-haired came to Seoul once every other weekend, and Soobin visited Yeonjun in Ansan every alternate weekend. It was the elder's turn today, and as always, when he came over, he was going to spend the night over at his boyfriend's.

Soobin hummed as an answer, eyes never leaving the road, focused. Yeonjun glanced at his sharp and fine side profile, which slightly glowed in the faint lights slipping in through the rolled-up glasses of the car. His lips curled into an adoring smile. "Guess what?"

The younger broke into a small smile at how his lover did grow up by age but the seventeen-year-old enthusiastic teenager never left him. "What?" He softly asked.

"I have a surprise for you!" The lime-haired smiled with pressed lips.

"Okay...?" Soobin fondly trails off.

"I-I managed to get a transfer back to Seoul!" Yeonjun's voice quivered at first with excitement and joy.

The signal showed a red light and Soobin brought the car to an abrupt halt. Heartbeat dropping, he looked to his right, stunned. "What-?! What the fuck?! You're telling me that crap now, you shithead?!"

The elder's plump lips stretched into an impudent grin. "I got the email while you were away to pay the bills. And then, you know, just forgot." He gave his shoulders a little wiggle.

"Choi Yeonjun..." Soobin exhaled, shaking his head to himself. "Why do you always forget the necessary shits? Like, you're seriously moving back to Seoul, right?" He sought clarification, starting the car again as it showed the green signal.

"Mhmm!" Yeonjun cheerfully hummed, proud of how he got the wanted disappointed reaction from his boyfriend. He loved to annoy the younger with his terrible memory and childish acts.

"How about you move in with me?" The ravenette airily asks gaze fixated in front.

"You don't ask your partner to move in with you that bluntly..." The other answered, smacking his lips puffily.

"You're my long-term partner, bitch. You literally saw me in my ugliest state and still stayed. We're practically married, Jun." Soobin reasoned with a chuckle.

Yeonjun's heart tingled at the last sentence. Was Soobin implying that he was going to propose to him soon? "True that. But, seriously, I'm not moving in if you don't ask me rightly." He sulked.

The younger spared him a squinted glimpse. "I don't think someone who's so uninterested in wasting money is gonna stay all by himself in a different apartment just 'cause their boyfriend didn't ask them to move in properly."

"Shut up. Let's just pretend you don't know that about me." Yeonjun pointed with a death glare.

"Sure." Soobin airily huffed. "Let's get home first and I'll ask your ass to move in with me 'properly'."

"Good boy." The lime-haired chortled.

"You're sleeping outside my house." The younger scrunched up his face. "Without a blanket."

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Soobin and Yeonjun, after having the car parked, walked to the front door of Soobin's house. The elder reached forward to twist the doorknob. He whipped his neck back to look at his boyfriend.