“Isn’t this Gucci???” Tao squeaks out of surprised, looking at his beloved fiancee.

“Yes, darling. That’s Gucci. The newest and the best. Only for you.” Sehun who leans on kitchen’s table pulls Zitao closer so the older now stands between his feet.

People can have thousand of ways to love someone. But Zitao only loves the way Sehun loves him, back.

Oh, yes. Zitao loves the way Sehun loves him back.

(A fic based--written while listening--on EXO's Song: "Love Me Right")