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Are you eating enough? Are you sleeping enough? Unnie takes care of me all the time; what can I do to take care of you?
Sion can smell the honey lotion on Riku’s skin. Her spicy gourmand perfume sticking to her clothes. Riku’s always been the worst enabler to Sion’s ineffable sweet tooth.
What could Riku do? Honestly, all Sion is wondering is if she tastes as good as she looks.
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“No, sir. You’ve just been hit by a baseball…”
“A baseball?” Daeyoung repeats, high-pitched and incredulous.
Daeyoung rolls over before spotting the aforementioned ball on the ground next to him. He glares at the offensive item before turning towards the direction of the voice. Only to be met with the most beautiful man he’s ever seen. Oh. Maybe Daeyoung did die.
“I am really so sorry about this. My daughter and I were playing just now in the front garden.” The man begins to explain. He glances over his shoulder before turning back to Daeyoung with a grim expression on his face. “I guess she must have thrown it a little too hard and it hit you on your side-”
…Daughter?
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Daeyoung will mingle a little. Sion’s relatives will fawn over him. Maybe he’ll help around the house. Maybe he’ll help Sion’s father move around the furniture. Maybe he’ll make someone laugh and maybe it all makes Sion’s eyes twitch. Either way, his visits end with a plate of food prepared by Sion’s mom and another invitation on her lips when they’re by the door.
Why on earth does she keep inviting him? And furthermore, why does Daeyoung continue attending?
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Sion broke up with him a year ago, but Sion’s family isn’t quite ready to let go of Daeyoung just yet.
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When Daeyoung asks to speak to Sion alone in his room, he expects Daeyoung to talk about quite literally anything else. Work, university, his vocals, a movie, anything. Of course, Daengie, you can speak to me about anything, flows from his mouth without a second thought.
Not his crush on Maeda Riku.
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It’s not that they haven’t done stuff like this before; they have, it’s just been a while. It’s hard to find the time, and it’s hard to be alone. They haven’t gone too far either, too shy to speak up and say things besides, Is this okay? Or does this feel good? Sure, it’s slow, but it’s a pace they can both keep up with.
Except. Yushi is starting to feel that dwindling. It’s not about self-restraint per se, nothing like losing self-control, but Yushi is slowly discovering he’s a lot greedier than he initially expected.