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Yoongi went into the building with his eyes closed, (yes, he was that tired) but he knew that he needed to be awake for at least ‘3 floors up and a quick changing into pajamas’ time.
‘Hi, Hyung!’ Taehyung chirped right in front of him, along with his little dog that had started barking so loudly that Yoongi was sure all of the neighbors were going to be waken up. Or maybe only he was so sensitive at eleven in the evening, tired, in his dirty clothes because he forgot to take anything to change in in the morning, as his boyfriend minded to remind him about right after Yoongi got into his car. He knew he could get back to their apartment but he was already late and going back was only a waste of time, and by the way, he got his coat at work, he was safe in his clothes.
But he wasn’t. One of his patients threw up right onto his shoes and the trouser legs and it happened only an hour into his work. Nine more to go smelling like dog barf, way to be happy during his awesome job. Jimin, his co-worker, wanted to lend him his one additional pair but how the heck was he supposed to fit into black leather pants that were so thick that even by looking Yoongi felt as if his balls were shrinking up. Nope, not today Jimin, if you wanted to steal Hoseok from him by depriving him of his well-working dick and balls, that wasn’t your lucky day little guy.
So here Yoongi was, with happy Taehyung rambling about romantic dinner that Jungkook prepared for him for their 18 months anniversary. Who the heck was preparing 18 months anniversary?! But Yoongi did not want to dwell into that, he was happy for his friends that they had strength, power, and such deposit of romanticism in themselves that they were surprising themselves with such things. His almost five years old relationship also had such perks, do not get him wrong. Hoseok was such a sap (Yoongi was bigger, but shh, no one needed to know that he admitted it to himself) that he was making a lot of romantic stuff for Yoongi. And the older guy did not mean anything huge like a 5-course meal that Kook prepared, for Yoongi it was the small stuff.
‘Yoongi, remember to take your meds, our doc said you still need to take it for the end of this week.’
Or
‘Kitten, I know that you had those two big surgeries tonight so I’m picking you up in ten minutes. I already bought some food for us and I found that there is a rerun of that documentary on the discovery channel about polar bears that you were talking about last week.’
Yoongi loved his Hobi so much and his little romantic stuff.
So when he finally was free from happy and after and for sure before sex talk of Taehyung, and he stepped into his apartment the stuff that was lying on the floor was a total surprise for him.
‘Do not even think of going any further!’ He heard his boyfriend’s voice and Yoongi needed a second to understand what was happening. But well, he did not understand after all.
‘Hoba?’ He screamed into the apartment but did not move as it was ordered.
‘Please, please kitten, I’m almost done it’s just this freaking stupid pot and that shitty pan, and why the hell no one told me that this shit can stick to it so badly?’
Yoongi was even more confused than five minutes ago. He went towards the kitchen, trying not to step on the rose petals that were scattered around the whole hall and the living room.
‘Babe?’ Yoongi asked again seeing Hobi standing in the kitchen back to him.
The room was a mess. There were so many plates, pots, and cutlery all around the place that Yoongi needed a second to get the grip of this whole mess because he did not even know that they had so many things.
‘Yoongi, please.’ He heard the small voice of his love and without even further thinking he step right behind the taller boy and hugged him tight to his chest.
‘What happened?’ Yoongi asked quietly, kissing his boyfriend’s neck, knowing what would calm him, and indeed, it helped right away.
‘It’s all Kook’s fault.’ Hobi answered with the huff of a five years old boy. ‘I went for a walk tonight, I just ended another chapter so I knew I deserved some ice cream or a good overpriced coffee.’ Yoongi chuckled in his boyfriend’s neck agreeing with him. ‘I’m proud that you finished another part.’
‘And then,’ Hoseok continued, almost completely calm, thanks to his boyfriend’s kisses. ‘I met Jungkook, he did not even say hi just screamed into my face “I’m preparing romantic dinner for TaeTae, it’s our 18 months anniversary! I’m the best boyfriend ever!” and then he was talking about some kinky stuff that he also bought for this special occasion but I got so angry. How can he say such stuff.’ Yoongi wanted to laugh about mentioning that anniversary but he got confused by the last sentence. He turned around his boyfriend and kissed his temple right away.
‘What stuff, Hoba?’
‘I am the best boyfriend ever.’ Hoseok answered sheepishly, starting to play with Yoongi’s necklace. The older one couldn’t hold his laugh and again he kissed his boyfriend but this time on his nose.
‘You are the bestestest boyfriend ever Hoba, you love me and I love you. This is enough, babe.’
The taller boy wanted to say something more but when he looked into Yoongi’s eyes he only smiled as wide as he could and kissed the love of his life knowing that yes, loving Yoongi and being loved by him was even more than enough.
‘Happy 1979 days anniversary, kitten.’ Hoseok said when they started moving towards their bedroom, completely forgetting about petals on the floor and mess in the kitchen.