yixing;

"i'll make you breakfast, yeah?" i wrapped my arms around sehun's back and smiled against his toned back. sehun just smiled against the pillow but his eyes still closed.

again, i haven't really mastered in cooking but the foods i tried to cook aren't that bad at all. i wanted to make sehun a new recipe so i searched on how to make an advanced breakfast set. my head was still dizzy from last night and my legs were sore but i still do whatever it takes to make sehun happy.

"uhh...half of pure honey-" i read the recipe meticulously. "how am i supposed to do that?" i raised my brow in confusion and took out all the optional ingredients anyways.

"alright, i can do this," i sighed heavily, watching all the countless ingredients on the table. "for my sehun." i smiled.

i began to chop all the vegetables and mixed the seasonings altogether and adjusting the stove temperature. salt isn't good for sehun's health so i decided to put something nicer.

i know sehun too well, so i added whatever flavor he likes into this recipe even though it doesn't say so...i just hope it worked.

"may i help?" sehun offered as he went out of the room, covered with hickies from me.

"no! it's fine...im the one who wants to do this for you." i said.

"you're sweating so much." sehun giggled. "i will help you whether you like it or not." he grabbed the knife from the back and casually cut the food while i stand inbetween his arms. i looked up at him shyly as he smirked.

"i didn't know you're this good at cutting." i said. "im proud that you improved so much...the only thing you used to know is boiling water for ramen only."

"i learn some things from you too, baby. thanks to you." sehun kissed my head from behind and i found myself blushing.

"my head is sweaty, don't do that." i said.

"who cares? you're never disgusting to me, not a chance." sehun said sweetly. "why did you prepare so much?" sehun stared at all the ingredients.

"i don't know...maybe i just want to do something special for you." i smiled.

"my birthday is over, baby boy." sehun said. "i don't want to be a burden to you..."

"birthday or not, you deserve all this." i said. "so don't complain!"

"im not complaining!" sehun laughed. "it's just...im touched you did this all for me and you let me do everything i want."

"okay, sehun...just sit down i will do this by myself." i said.

"why don't you sit down instead?" sehun insisted. i stared at him while blushing and just kept cutting. "oh, right...the booty hurts. sad to be a bottom." sehun smirked.

"get out of my kitchen please." i blushed more.

"it's never your kitchen in the first place since you're at my house but...it's our kitchen now." sehun said. "we're technically married already. you live here with me." he smiled.

"sehun..." i smiled like an idiot. "you're not helping!"

"you told me not to help you, baby!" sehun snorted. "and now you need me?"

"i don't need you." i said, chuckling.

"fine..." sehun tried to sulk but failed because of my cuteness. "you little shit." he smirked.

"im just kidding! i need you in my life, oh sehun." i cupped his cheeks, making him look like a mochi. "now let's continue cooking-"

sehun got frustrated at me getting on his nerves so he kissed me on the lips and got me tiptoeing to reach his tall height. "i will attack you if you do that to me again."

"i don't mind at all." i smiled. "i need you, okay? don't be upset..." i patted his chest. "what about me? don't you need me?" i pouted.

"of course, i need you more than anyone else in this world." sehun kissed my shoulder from behind. i squealed internally from his cute reply. suddenly, there was a burning smell somewhere.

"oh my god!" i gasped. "the steak is burnt!"

"what?" sehun raised an eyebrow.

"it's burnt! shit..." i sighed heavily and facepalmed myself. "im sorry...i couldn't make it special for you."

"what are you sorry for?" sehun shook his head. "im taking you out for breakfast instead, baby boy." sehun carried me in bridal style while smirking.

"w-where?" i automatically wrapped my arms around his neck.

"you'll like it." sehun put me down gently and changed my clothes for me kindly which got me heated up.

"you're taking off my clothes without my permission?" i teased.

"yes i am," sehun said, removing my pants now. "i don't need your permission because you're mine." i caught myself smiling like an idiot as he dressed me up like a gentleman he is.

-

he took me to a beautiful place that has aesthetic lights on the ceiling and cute tiny plants on the tables. it felt like i was in a dream. i stared around the surroundings and everything seemed to caught my eye...especially the person acrosss from me. oh sehun.

"order whatever you want, babe." sehun said. i told the waitress whatever i wanted and sehun stared at me proudly. "you're that hungry..."

"y-yes..." i said.

"it's okay, yixing. if you want more just tell me." sehun smiled.

"sehun...can i ask you something?" i asked.

"you're already asking." sehun said.

"do you really love me?" i gulped.

"yes. what kind of question is that?" he said without hesitation.

"then why...did you replace me with someone else back then?" i stared at him as he sighed.

"the past is the past, yixing. let's not talk about it. what matters now is you own me and i own you. what i did was terribly wrong, i wasn't in the right state of mind." sehun sincerely apologized.

"sometimes i still think that im not only yours..." i trailed. "that you have someone better than me."

"yixing, stop." he glared at me. "don't say that ever again."

"that you only used me for my body-"

"stop." sehun's voice turned deeper and louder. his eyes glinted and pierced right through my eyes and gripped my hands tightly. "i don't want to talk about this, yixing. so don't fucking mention it again."

"is it true?"

"no it's not!" he yelled. "everything you said isn't right!" he glared and squeezed my hand ten times harder, i let out a wince. "y-yixing..." he heard me sounding hurt so he finally loosened up.

i rubbed my hand which had a red mark and groaned. "im sorry...i didn't mean to do that." sehun sounded guilty.

"i get it. you were mad." i said. "it's not a big deal although you almost broke my finger bones."

"look at me, don't look at the floor." sehun said. i hesitantly looked at him. "im sorry." sehun looked so guilty.

-

after the breakfast, sehun and i walked on the pavement beside the streets, holding each other's hand while walking. "im sorry." sehun repeated. "i didn't mean to hurt you..."

"i know that. i told you it's not a big deal." i smiled. "it's my fault for bringing it up."

"i love you." sehun stopped walking to face me.

"how much?" i teased.

"i love you more than anything else in this world. i know this sounds cruel but...even more than my own mother." sehun said. "it's up to that extent, yixing. you drove me crazy, isn't that enough?"

"you're still crazy for saying that."

"don't act like you don't like it when i said it." sehun smirked.

"you're a bad son...you should love your mother more than me." i teased.

"but i don't." sehun whispered into my ear. "i am a bad son to her. she said it herself."

"you love me too much." i giggled.

"i do and you still doubt me." sehun pouted. "how about you? how much do you love me?"

"sehun, we're not kids to answer that question." i said. "it's childish."

"yah! i answered your question! you should too."

"fine!" i grabbed his collar and pulled him closer to my face. "i love you endlessly! im inlove with you even after everything i've been through. i told you i moved on but i didn't, you still own this precious heart of mine. i think of you every second, every minute and every time. you break me, hurt me, played me, but im a fucking idiot to let myself love you still. i love you to death, sehun." i locked my eyes with him. "that's how much im inlove with you...i-it hurts."

sehun stayed quiet and watched me tearing up silently. i was staring into his eyes for too long that i knew his eyes were telling me that he was guilty. sehun carressed my cheeks and wiped my tears with his thumb, smiling to comfort me. i hugged him and buried my head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat...while it's still there.

"yixing..." he rubbed my back. i looked up at him and he smacked his lips on mine. i mumbled some words while kissing him but he didn't seem to understand. his lips are my medicine, it lessens the pain. it made me feel better. like nicotine, it's addictive.

"you know me too well." i muttered and pecked his lips one more time. sehun smiled and i linked my arm with his as we went home together.

-

"kai, what the fuck are you doing here?" sehun asked. kai was laying on the couch in sehun's house with some chips in his hand.

"chilling." kai replied.

"you didn't tell me you were coming." sehun rolled his eyes.

"your house is my house, sehun. i can come here whenever i want. i still have the keys to your house." kai dangled the key.

"this house is mine and yixing's. you can stay out of it." sehun said.

"ouch." kai smirked. "what about your brother?"

"he can stay out of it too." sehun joked.

"im not here by myself-" kai mumbled with his mouth full of chips.

"oh, you're back!" baekhyun went out of the bathroom suddenly startled by his loud voice.

"how did the date go?" chanyeol peeked from the kitchen counter.

"must be a nice date you two had." another one said as he went down down the stairs. luhan rolled his eyes.

"w-where did you all come from?!" sehun shrieked. "and you! why the hell are you here? get out!" sehun pointed his index finger at luhan. "why were you upstairs?!"

"fuck you and your temper." luhan flashed his middle finger at sehun and i glared at luhan behind sehun. "relax, im not here to kill anybody."

luhan casually sat beside kai on the couch and kai scooted away from him. luhan just threw a pillow at kai's face and kai cursed at him. "what?!" kai snapped.

"shut up." luhan said.

"i didn't even say anything!" kai shot him a dirty look.

"how did you even get here?" i asked luhan.

"thanks to chanyeol." luhan glanced at chanyeol. "i just wanted to come here, is that a crime?"

"it's not but it's weird to have you here." baekhyun raised a brow. "why did your stupid ass even let him in?" he asked chanyeol.

"im afraid he'd threaten me so..." chanyeol rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"guys, you're in my house without even telling me you're coming here. that's basically invading." sehun said.

"yeah but we are your friends, right?" baekhyun smiled. sehun glanced at luhan hatefully. "okay...maybe not all of us are." baekhyun added.

"luhan won't hurt us. he said it himself." i blurted out. "he's just lonely that's why he came here..." i read luhan like a book.

"what are you on about, yixing?" sehun muttered at me. "he's a psycho." sehun whispered.

"i know." i said. "but he just wants to have friends...trust me."

"fine then." sehun still looked suspicious. "but im not looking or interacting with him. he's still a nightmare to me."

"by the way, your bed smells like dried come and sweat. it's disturbing." luhan exposed. i blushed and exchanged glances with sehun. "ew."

"i told you they would do it on sehun's birthday night!" baekhyun smirked. "plus, yixing hyung's limping...god have mercy on zhang yixing. sehun you dickhead."

"he likes it rough though." sehun smirked and i slapped his arm.

"it's expected! im not even surprised." kai smirked.

luhan laughed. it's not an evil laugh like i always hear back then. it's a sincere happy laugh. it's absolutely weird that he laughed. everyone looked at him laughing and he suddenly turned serious, "what?" luhan stared at us back and we pretended to not hear him.