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Based on some activities from July 2nd to 4th. Translations of the phone conversation during Starcast from x and x.

Foreword:

Seunghyun was back.

Finally.

Jiyong squealed when he saw pictures of Seunghyun in the airport back from Japan. Sometimes the social media spreads news about Seunghyun even faster than his boyfriend himself. Jiyong saw how good Seunghyun looked, and just how long have they not met.

“Back in Seoul, love?”

“I’m not going to even ask how you even knew.”

Jiyong swore Seunghyun had an effect on him, he couldn’t resist but to post something tiny to share his excitement with the world.

Je te veux.

“I swear Seungri told me something about you wanting me.” And all Seunghyun got back was light chuckles from his boyfriend.

“I always want you, love.”

Jiyong rolled around his luxurious bed, thinking about what’s going to happen the next day. Filming of a CF that involves water fight, and meeting Seunghyun after that.

“You better not wear shorts for the water fight. I want to be the only one that has the privilege to see your beautiful milky thighs, Kwon Jiyong.”

“You’re so possessive, Mr Choi.”

The filming was a breeze. Everyone was cooperative and Jiyong thought he look great in those shots and film.

Come to my villa when you’re done filming.

Jiyong grinned widely as he traced his fingers along the blue beads on his bracelet, the bracelet Seunghyun got for him for their anniversary. He couldn’t wait to spend his day with his love, even if they’re just going to have a movie marathon on their leather couch, with involves lots of cuddling and kissing, or simply snuggle in bed under the cozy thick blanket.

He got out from the van swiftly, hoping that no fans were to spot him outside Seunghyun’s villa. 8-8-1-8-0-8. Jiyong pushed the gate open slightly, wondering what Seunghyun was up to today. Some days when Jiyong came, Seunghyun would control a toy car with Jiyong’s favorite drink on it in front of him. Some days Seunghyun would leave a trail of rose petals to the main door. Some days Seunghyun would take the hose and spray Jiyong, claiming that he was welcoming him. Jiyong smiled at those thoughts, this little actions could easily make his heart flutter. His chain of thoughts broke when he felt arms wrapped around him beside.

“Welcome home, baby.”

Just like how Jiyong imagined, both of them snuggled lazily on the couch, catching the 3rd movie since Jiyong came.

“God, can he just kiss her already!” Seunghyun chuckled, placing a chaste kiss on those pink pouty lips.

“Why must she reject him? He must feel so heartbroken right now!” Jiyong kicked his feet towards the tv, pouting when the man didn’t get his dream girl.

“He died! Why must the girl say she love him only when he die!” Jiyong pulled Seunghyun closer, wiping his tears with the hem of Seunghyun’s shirt.

“It’s just a movie, Jiyong.”

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