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yixing push himself into baekhyun's office and throw himself onto the couch, grunting at the softness and how tired his body is for crouching and walking here and there. it's a busy photo shoot, nonetheless a fun one. thank god jongin is naturally a model.

"wow! lover boy is tired!"

"shut up, byun."

"missing your boyfriend?"

"he is not and did he went back already?" last time yixing saw him he's in the dressing room.

baekhyun picks the single couch to sit on and move his legs up, so he's sitting indian style on it. "no, i think he's still in vic's."

yixing hums as an answer, eyes dropping and nearly drift to sleep. baekhyun leans closer to place a hand on his hair, gently caressing the chinese male's black locks with his slim fingers. yixing likes it when baekhyun does this. it just makes him sleepier and a small smile make its own way to his face.

"tired?" he heard baekhyun asking him. even though the designer loves to tease him a lot, yixing knows he cares so much for the black haired. baekhyun sees the littlest thing on yixing that nobody saw. he knows yixing that well.

not finding the energy to voice out his answer, he opts with a nod.

"wanna get dinner together?"

yixing mumble incoherent words and baekhyun take that as a yes, chuckling slightly at how child-like he looks right now. sleepy yixing is a soft yixing. the designer can't help but run his hand down to his cheek, piching it softly. "aigoo, what a cutie."

"shut the f*ck up."

"nevermind."

groaning as he lift himself up, yixing reach for the brunet and wrap his arms around the younger, taking the younger aback by the sudden weight but quickly composes himself to return the embrace. "sorry, baek."

"hey! you called me baek!"

"barkhyun." yixing feels baekhyun jabbing him with his finger on his waist. but he doesn't stop despite the warning. "barkhyun, barkhyun, barkhyun."

"it's like you're drunk, xing." the brunet muttered with his left hand caressing yixing's clothed back. see? he's not even punishing yixing by hitting him or something. "and stop it with the barkhyun! am not a dog!"

there's a sound of the door opening and baekhyun lift his head to look at the person making it.  "is he sleepy? he's clingy like that when he's sleepy." yixing heard a different voice that is not baekhyun's. it's jongdae's. who else would barge in into baekhyun's office without knocking?

"i am." "he is." baekhyun said at the same time with yixing.

"c'mon, xing. let's get some dinner." baekhyun pulls himself up along with the photographer, the latter slowly waking up to full conscious at the mention of the word dinner. but the sleepiness didn't really go away. it's still there. "dae, wanna join?"

the said man nods as a response, "sure. just wait for me outside."

baekhyun nods in retaliation, dropping an arm over yixing's shoulders as they walk together towards the door. before they can step outside of the room, baekhyun halt in his steps and turn around to face the assistant. "did you bring your car?"

"i do."

"we'll just use yours then." the two resume their walk after jongdae yelled out his agreement, yixing closing the door with his foot. along the way the two men get addressed by some of their co-workers, all of them bowing at the two men. yixing returns them with a smile and baekhyun with a hey. yixing feels comfortable working here. the people are nice. yixing likes nice people.