As Seunghyun laid out on the couch, half gallon of ice cream in hand watching Running Man reruns, Youngbae was struggling to bring in the groceries.  Once he’d lugged in all the bags and got them settled, he turned to his older lover who by now was half way through the container of ice cream.
 
“Yah! What did I tell you about eating so much junk food, Seunghyun?” The shorter inquired much to the elder’s dismay.
 
“But I was hungry, and you weren’t here,” he pouted, “what would you have me do?” Bae shook his head heading over to the couch sitting in between his lover’s legs.
 
“You keep eating so much junk, you’re going to put on too much weight. It’s not healthy, love.”
 
“Well, I’m already big as a house.” Seunghyun mumbled causing the younger to look up at him.
 
“No, that’s where you’re wrong. You’re beautiful. So very beautiful.” He said resting his hands on the swell of Seunghyun’s belly.