Dancing Like Butterfly Wings 🦋 yungi [▶]

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Tomorrow night,

What do you expect?

"Thanos."

"Yes?" Mingi could already guess what his lover would ask.

It was nothing new.

"I can't sleep."

And Mingi already knew that. Even without Yunho saying it.

"I want a belly rub from you."

Eh?

Did Mingi hear that wrong?

Wait, he needed to check his ears first.

But rather than doing that, he immediately approached Yunho and sat beside his lover who was lying down.

"Are you serious? Not asking me to bring another guy here to do it for you?"

Yunho rolled his eyes before reaching for his lover’s large hand and placing it on his stomach. "Come on."

Mingi smiled broadly.

He was right.

He didn’t hear it wrong.

He just needed to be patient.

"Of course! I’ll do it." And he did.

Like a magnet, their eyes kept meeting. Staring at each other closely. Sharing warm smiles. No urge to break apart, even for a moment.

"How does it feel?"

"Comfortable. Dahyun likes her father’s touch."

That warm feeling quickly spread to their chests.

"Hug me."

And the hug happened.

They pressed together, so close. So very close, as if held by two sticky tapes. Yunho could smell the calming lavender scent. Mingi had indeed intentionally changed his shampoo. From a sharp and strong mint scent to lavender, which served as an aromatherapy to relax Yunho when he was near. Yunho really needed to be calmed down.

Lately, he often felt sad and pressured for reasons he couldn’t explain. Luckily, Mingi was always there to cater to Yunho’s every need. Becoming the alert husband that Yunho could rely on anytime, even when Yunho didn’t need anything.

He wanted to prove to Yunho that having a child at a young age wasn’t as bad as he imagined. After all, Yunho had Mingi, who would always provide him with food, money, wealth, body, soul, love, affection, sincerity, loyalty, happiness, existence, the universe—everything. What did Yunho have to fear?

Okay, let’s return to reality. Where these two young potential parents were hugging each other, gazing lovingly into each other's eyes.

With Yunho slightly tilting his head to look at Mingi’s face since his head was level with Mingi’s chest after burying his face there a moment ago. Listening and feeling the steady, strong heartbeat. Always pounding whenever Mingi was with Yunho, especially in such an intimate position.