Tally Marks- soulmate au

Chapter Nine: Fond Memories

Another week passed and time seemed to be gliding by the two of them as they danced together in the colors of life. But they knew they couldn't live in this bliss forever and that realization had started to become a reality. The two of them had gotten an estimate on the amount of money they'd need to put aside in order to buy a building, gain the necessary permits, buy the necessary supplies, and anything else they might need for their business to begin. However, after adding all that up, Junhui had become quite concerned that they wouldn't be able to afford it. Wonwoo tried to reassure him that everything will be fine and Wonwoo even offered to go look for a job but Junhui refused to put him in that position. So, they stayed the way they were, but the more they spent on groceries and necessities for life, the more Junhui got worried. It had gotten to the point where over the weekend Wonwoo had noticed that Junhui was finishing less and less of his meals. On Monday, he had confronted his boyfriend about this.

They were sitting on the living room floor with the coffee table pushed against wall to give them more room for all the papers they had spread across the carpet. It was around noon and Wonwoo had made his special ramen for lunch. Junhui had always loved his ramen, and yet, after only eating half the bowl, it had been pushed to the side and Junhui continued to read over the many, many papers in front of him. Wonwoo was sitting behind him on the couch while Junhui sat between in legs on the floor with his back pressed against couch. A frown appeared on Wonwoo's face as his brows furrowed and he leaned down to wrap his arms around the man between his legs.

"Junnie?" he whispered.

Junhui only hummed in response, not taking his attention away from the papers in his hands.

"Is it not good?" Wonwoo asked as he placed his his chin upon Junhui's shoulder so he could also see the papers in the man's hands.

Junhui once again hummed, but this one was filled with confusion as he turned his head to come face to face with his boyfriend. Wonwoo pulled away a bit so they could properly look at each other but Junhui could still feel the taller man's breath against his face.

"My ramen. You always loved my ramen." There was sorrow in his words, but also a teaspoon of concern.

Junhui reach up for one of the hands that was still around him and held onto it. "What do you mean? Of course I love your ramen. You know this."

"Well, what about my orange chicken, or my omelettes, or even my milkshakes." Wonwoo pulled away from Junhui so they could fully face their bodies towards each other.

Junhui was no longer in between Wonwoo's legs when he asked, "What's this about, Woo?"

"I'm just trying to figure why you aren't finishing your food. Junnie, I'm concerned."

"Woo," a small smile appeared on Junhui's face. "You have nothing to worry about. I'm fine."

"But, you're not fine. Can you please tell me what's up." Wonwoo moved So he was sitting in front of Junhui on the floor.

"It's nothing really. I am A-okay" Very reassuring.

Wonwoo let out a deep sigh and dropped his head. "Please" he whispered

That action alone had flipped a switch somewhere in Junhui and his false wall became a wall of clouds and evaporated into nothingness. "I'm sorry, Woo. I just- I thought that if we cut back on groceries we could- we might be able to save money. You know, for the company."

Wonwoo looked up at Junhui with a look a fondness and concern before reaching out and holding Junhui's face in his hands. "This company, it means nothing if we have to put your health at risk."