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     It had nothing to do with him being unhappy with his boyfriend or bored with their life style. It's just that when he thought about it, he wished their relationship were less generic.

     So one day, on one of their ordinary strolls through a park not far from home, Kyungsoo vocalized his thoughts.

     "Jongin, do you every wish we were less boring?" he asked as they walked along, hands swinging rhythmically between them, never missing a single beat. He didn’t know why he said it, didn’t know why he felt like it was an important thought. The other seemed blissfully happy with the way they were.

     Jongin glanced at him, one eyebrow quirking up in a silent question. Kyungsoo realized how handsome he looked in his new gray coat, tied at the waist, collar tugged up just past his chin. "What do you mean? We just went to Lotte World last week. We went out for drinks with Chanyeol and Baekhyun last night. We do plenty of entertaining, un-boring things."

     Kyungsoo sighed because that's not what he meant. Jongin doesn't understand.