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Mwah!

A week passed and... and Doyoung had more or less become part of their relationship.

Nothing had been official between any of them about statuses, and they didn't bring it up because Doyoung was smiling and talking so much more now.

No, they hadn't kissed or done anything like that, but then boundaries that could only have been crossed by a boyfriend or such were passed by the three all at once.

Taeil shared a milkshake with Doyoung in the retro bar they visited, the straws pointing in opposite directions but their smiles completely facing one another. Johnny sat beside Doyoung so their thighs were touching, placing two plates down in front of them. Each one had a glazed and sprinkle-covered jam doughnut on it.

Taeil counted: three people, but two doughnuts. "Johnny, what about you? Aren't you having one?"

The American shook his head and leaned onto the table to take a sip from the third swirly straw. The vanilla milkshake coating his throat as he swallowed, sat back, and smiled.

"How come?" Doyoung asked, turning to face Johnny who was dressed in a soft, white, woolen jumper and blue jeans.

Johnny said, "There weren't any left, and I don't really like the other ones," he explained. He lifted his hands and waved them in front of his face. "That's not me trying to steal your food!"

"Well, you're having some," Taeil announced and tore a bite sized amount from his doughnut. Raising it across the table, he said, "Say, 'Aaah!'"

Johnny smiled and pushed himself forward to get the piece into his mouth, and once he closed his lips, he held Taeil's hand in place and kissed the tip of his finger.

Taeil giggled. "Doyoung'll share too, won't you, Dodo?"

Doyoung nodded and pushed the plate towards the older. "Of course I will! Take as much as you want!"

Johnny leaned his head on his hand and smiled at Doyoung, the sun shining his face and making his smile gleam even bright than it already did. "Feed me, Tokki~" he sang, and Doyoung blushed.

Taeil nodded. "Like I did!" He said cheerfully.

Doyoung looked between the two. "Okay," he said before tearing a slightly larger piece out of his treat and holding it between his fingers. He looked up and Johnny's open mouth and immediately looked back down. He moved his hand forwards, and Johnny leaned in to eat the piece. Just before Doyoung could move away, though, Johnny held his hand and, after flicking his eyes up to the barista's face, he softly kissed his fingertip.

Doyoung's heart beat sped and his face darkened to a shade similar to fresh blood. A pleasured shock tickled his spine, and he found himself squeaking a little shocked sound when the American didn't let go of his hand.

Taeil smiled at the two being cute, and then he realised that Doyoung was a much sweeter person than he gave him credit for. He stood up and rounded the table so that he was the other side of the youngest, and when he sat down, Doyoung turned his face to see him.

Taeil leaned his face upwards and smiled against the skin on Doyoung's cheek before he briefly pressed his lips to the skin and sat back down. "Thank you for coming today," he said when Doyoung gaped at him, unable to do much else other than go completely brain dead from all the affection he was receiving.

Johnny pulled the milkshake towards him and took a long sip. When he swallowed, he broke out into a content grin. "Yeah, thank you," he said.

Doyoung stared down at his hands and bit his lip. "Thank you for inviting me," he whispered.

Almost at the same time, Taeil and Johnny leaned their heads on his shoulder and said, "Cute."

Doyoung smiled. Why was this the happiest day of his life?