𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. ; taehwi [discontinued]

𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬;

genre; fluff

plot; no plot really, just pure fluff about how youngkyun adores taeyang.

comment; listen to it's you by henry because that's what i was listening to while writing this.

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"so how was class?" youngkyun's boyfriend - taeyang - asked as he placed both of their drinks onto the small, circular table. the table was located in the far back corner of one of the nicest cafe's located near youngkyun's university - with two young men sitting by it, finally enjoying some alone time. 

youngkyun took a small sip of his banana milk coffee, not averting his eyes from his phone, "it was fine, mr. kwan was late again, something about him misplacing his keys."

a small "aaaaaa" was heard from taeyang as he took a sip of his own drink - chai tea latte. 

they fell into a comfortable silence, youngkyun still checking his e-mails, and taeyang sipping his latte while looking out of the window. it was the end of february - the evenings have become lighter and the green grass is finally poking out from the wet mess that was once snow.

"how was work?" youngkyun questioned back, finally putting his phone away into his coat pocket, looking at his boyfriend who was still looking out of the window, eyes slightly droopy. he turned to youngkyun, automatically smiling when he made eye contact with his lover.

"it was alright, some of the kids have come down with the flu, so it was pretty empty," taeyang spoke, leaning slightly over the table, still smiling cutely at youngkyun. "thank you for asking."

youngkyun smiled back and leaned in closer as well, "i hope you get to rest soon. you, yourself, might come down with a cold too if you keep overworking yourself so much." he kissed the tip of taeyang's nose slightly and leaned back into his chair, taking another sip of his hot beverage.

the older smiled at the younger's slight blush and leaned back into his own chair, also trying to hide his own blush. being together for three years has not made the males any less flustered and shy about their actions - they still smile shyly at each other when they wake up, taeyang's hand still sweats buckets when they hold hands at the movie theater and youngkyun will still get all shy when the other tells him that he loves him - and the anxiousness and love that they radiate, makes their relationship special and their own.

"i will, don't worry," taeyang smiles and stretches his hand out, palm facing upwards, "besides," he paused, smiling softly when youngkyun placed his smaller hand in his, "i have you to take care of me."

"if by taking care of you, you mean me asking your mother to make you some soup, getting you medicine and making sure you don't roll off of the bed, then yeah, i'll take care of you."

the raven-haired male laugh to himself, squeezing the others' hand, "i wouldn't want it in any other way."

they spent another good thirty minutes simply talking, sipping their drinks and holding hands - trying to catch up with what they've done this week. it's tough, to say the least.

they live in a nice apartment, that they are very grateful for, considering youngkyun has a scholarship and taeyang's job at the dance studio pays him well, along with him participating in his many showcases with his dance team - winning a fair enough amount of money - they've been living well, to say the least.

the toughest part was how taeyang had to go to work from 8am and be there till 6pm and then go to dancing practice till 9pm, and youngkyun having his university classes, it's been exhausting for the both of them, and the fact that they don't get to spend so much time with one another, has been emotionally draining for both of them.