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When they had woken up the next day, things had shifted back to how things had been before Yeonjun met Douche Dude in almost an heartbeat and this time Soobin had a feeling that it would be like that for good.
Yeonjun was being his usually clingy, but adorable self and Soobin ended up guiding Yeonjun through how to actually make really good pancakes and not burn them and this time Yeonjun could not simply whine until Soobin would take over, because Soobin's hand was obviously still injured and making pancakes and breakfast with just one hand was a pain in the ass.
He actually managed pretty well and Soobin once again had the feeling that the younger one simply always told him that he sucked at cooking, even though he was pretty decent at it for the mere reason that Soobin would be the one to cook for him.
He didn't know why though, but he didn't feel like asking. He enjoyed cooking for his friend, so he just went along with whatever Yeonjun wanted.
Work was a bit of a pain too for the next three or four days--thankfully he had only hurt his left and not right hand so he was able to use the mouse just fine, but typing things out were kind of impossible. Soobin still tried his best.
Yeonjun had also started to show mother hen tendencies--he would get up with Soobin in the morning just to check his hand; replacing the band aids and making sure that it was healing properly and that it stayed dry, then he would wrap his hand carefully.
He did the same whenever they came back from work.
Soobin wasn't going to complain--it was incredibly cute and it always made his heart flutter how extremely careful Yeonjun was being when unwrapping his hand or pulling of the band aid.
After the first day, Yeonjun cleaned the area around the wound with fresh water twice a day--after that, he would put Vaseline over the wound in a thin layer and carefully wrap it up again.
He almost started to miss it when Yeonjun didn't have to wrap his hand anymore after the first week.
He still made sure to check the wound twice a day if it was healing properly so that was nice.
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It was another Sunday afternoon and the two of them sat outside on the balcony--it was way too hot to think, but Yeonjun had still convinced Soobin that now would be the perfect time to play another round of chess; he had even prepared margaritas. How could he say no to that?
Yeonjun might suck in the kitchen when it came to cooking things, but as soon as it was about drinks--especially alcoholic ones--he was a king.
Soobin was spoiled for life for anyone else's drinks, because Yeonjun's was just that good and now Soobin was already at his second glass and he just loved this drink a lot more than he originally thought he would.
