𝔂𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝔂𝓾 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼

fluff<3

for @wonheeluvs 

i trieddddddddd i am sO SORRY this is so baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.

i apologizeeeeeeeeeeee :((((((

Beomgyu tugged Yeonjun's hand as they walked into the grocery store, eyes sparkling with excitement. Yeonjun's large hand wrapped protectively around his, a reassuring warmth that Beomgyu loved. It was a simple trip, just grocery shopping, but with Yeonjun, it felt like an adventure every time.

"Alright, Gyu, what's on the list first?" Yeonjun asked, his deep voice rumbling softly as he let go of Beomgyu's hand to take a cart. Beomgyu pouted a little at the loss, though he soon brightened up, retrieving his phone and reading off the list he'd carefully curated the night before.

"First, we need vegetables... and then the secret ingredient for dinner!" he chirped, tapping his lips with a playful glint in his eye.

"Oh, we're going with a secret ingredient, are we?" Yeonjun smirked, guiding the cart toward the produce section. He loved seeing Beomgyu like this, so animated and alive. It was these little moments that made Yeonjun's day.

Beomgyu scampered ahead, reaching for a bag of baby spinach, then twirling to look at Yeonjun, who leaned on the cart, watching him with a fond smile. "Jun! Look, they have my favorite strawberries!" Beomgyu held up the box, eyes wide as if he'd discovered treasure.

"Looks like dessert is settled," Yeonjun teased, dropping the strawberries into the cart. "Anything else you want for tonight?"

Beomgyu pretended to think, eyes glancing over the fruit selection before he turned to Yeonjun, a playful grin on his face. "Hmmm... oh, we'll need some lemons for a surprise!"

Yeonjun chuckled and threw a couple of lemons into the cart. "Alright, lemon surprise it is."

The two made their way through the aisles, picking up pasta, herbs, a little jar of gourmet honey ("for my tea," Beomgyu insisted), and a box of Yeonjun's favorite granola bars. The entire time, they kept close, with Beomgyu clinging to Yeonjun's arm here and there, looking up at him with a soft smile.

As they reached the snack aisle, Beomgyu gasped. "Jun! Can we get some chips?" His voice was laced with excitement, and Yeonjun couldn't resist him, as usual.

"We're already getting candy, and now chips?" Yeonjun raised an eyebrow, trying to act serious, though his tone was teasing.

"Yes!" Beomgyu pouted, his lips forming an irresistible pout. Yeonjun sighed in playful defeat, tossing a bag into the cart. "Fine. But only because you are cute ."

They continued through the store until they had everything they needed, and then some. By the time they reached the checkout line, Beomgyu insisted on placing each item on the conveyor belt himself, making sure everything was perfectly organized. As the cashier rang them up, Yeonjun leaned down to whisper, "We'd better hurry home before you eat all the snacks on the way."

Beomgyu blushed, swatting at Yeonjun playfully. "No way, I'm saving them all for us."

They loaded up their car with groceries and headed home, Beomgyu humming along to his favorite songs on the radio as Yeonjun drove, sneaking glances at him whenever he thought Beomgyu wasn't looking.

When they finally arrived home, Beomgyu bounced inside with an armful of grocery bags. Yeonjun followed behind, carrying most of the load and setting everything on the kitchen counter.

Beomgyu started unpacking immediately, putting each item away with a careful touch. As he did, he looked over his shoulder at Yeonjun. "Can you set up the table? I want everything to be perfect."

Yeonjun smiled, rolling up his sleeves. "Of course, babe."

After arranging the table just right, Yeonjun watched as Beomgyu busied himself preparing their dinner. Beomgyu hummed softly, his movements graceful, blending ingredients together with a surprising confidence that made Yeonjun's heart swell.

"So... are you going to tell me what the big surprise is?" Yeonjun asked, leaning against the counter and watching Beomgyu with a soft smile.

"Nope!" Beomgyu grinned, placing a finger to his lips. "You'll find out when it's ready."

Finally, after what felt like hours to a very hungry Yeonjun, Beomgyu served up a beautiful spread of pasta tossed in a creamy lemon sauce, with fresh strawberries and whipped cream for dessert. They sat down together, and Yeonjun took his first bite, closing his eyes in appreciation.

"Gyu, this is amazing," he murmured, looking at Beomgyu with a warm smile. "You really went all out."

Beomgyu's cheeks flushed a soft pink as he smiled, shyly twirling his pasta. "Well, it's special because it's for us."

After dinner, they cleaned up the kitchen together, Yeonjun teasing Beomgyu about the flour he'd somehow managed to get on his nose. When the dishes were done, they settled on the couch with a blanket, the leftover candy, and a few episodes of their favorite show.

As they watched, Yeonjun draped an arm around Beomgyu, pulling him close. Beomgyu nestled into Yeonjun's side, his head resting on Yeonjun's shoulder, and they sat like that, basking in the warmth of each other's presence.

By the time they made their way to bed, Beomgyu was drowsy from a full day, and Yeonjun gently guided him to lie down, pulling the covers over them.

Yeonjun wrapped his arms around Beomgyu, who looked up at him with sleepy, content eyes. "I had the best time today," Beomgyu whispered, his voice soft in the quiet of their bedroom.

Yeonjun leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to Beomgyu's forehead. "Me too, Gyu. Every day with you is my favorite."

They lay there, wrapped up in each other, exchanging sleepy murmurs and soft kisses until Beomgyu drifted off, snuggled in Yeonjun's arms.

As Yeonjun held him close, he thought about how lucky he was to have moments like these with Beomgyu—the simple, everyday moments that made life feel so full. And as he fell asleep, he was already looking forward to their next grocery shopping adventure.