A Day In The Life
A Day In The Life
The bang of the door reverberated throughout the small apartment. Kim Jongin was in the midst of removing his wet jacket and bag when a lithe figure slams into him, knocking him of his breath.
"Luhan, I'm all wet!" Jongin laughs, his arms immediately holding the slender body close, loving the sweet scent that belonged only to his favorite person in the entire world.
"I know, but I missed you. I don't care." The soft voice was muffled against his wet jacket. "I prepared some dinner for you and I even fed the puppies. Monggu and Jjangu both need a trim and I think they missed you as much as I did."
"Okay but let me change into dry clothes and then we'll eat."
Luhan pouts up at him and kisses him on the cheek, sprinting off to the kitchen.
Jongin smiles fondly at the disappearing figure, hearing the faint sounds of the dogs barking.
"How is it?"
"It's good! Much better than your other try."
Luhan fidgets and picks up his fork.
"I had to bribe Yixing to give me cooking lessons. I'm not exactly that adept in the kitchen."
Jongin laughs warmly, the sound tinkling aiming straight for Luhan's stomach, creating butterflies.
"I'd eat anything you make anyways. I guess I just love you that much."
Luhan smiles, blushing. Silly but even after being together for almost a year now, Jongin still had the power to make him red like a tomato.
"You smooth talker, you."
The younger's gaze darkens considerably and with a sly glint in his brown eyes says, "Oh but you love it. Especially when it comes to anything in the bedroom."
Luhan throws his head back in laughter, kicking him under the table, Jongin kicking him back playfully in retaliation.
"Eat your food Kim Jongin."
After dinner, they were relaxing on the couch in front of the television watching the soccer commentaries, with Jongin's thick knit blanket around them. Luhan's head was pillowed on Jongin's lap with the latter running his fingers in the older's hair. They were soft to the touch and had a tendency to fluff up just like his is prone to do. It had a mind of its own and tend to turn into a huge fuzzball atop his head when the weather wasn't exactly kind.
Monggu was resting on his paws by Jongin's feet, playing with Jjangu on the carpet by the coffee table Jongin's mother gave them as a gift on her last visit.
This was Jongin's favorite time of the day, when he can unwind after a long tiring day being a choreographer for a small dance studio downtown. He loved his job and he wasn't going to complain. Besides coming home to Luhan was enough to make him forget his exhaustion. Life couldn't get any better than this. After dating for a few months, and moving in together a year ago, they were inseparable.
Gazing down lovingly, Jongin leans down to peck him on the bow of his lips.
Luhan quickly reaches up to tangle his fingers in that gorgeous head of hair, kissing him back before he can pull away.
Jongin could never resist and deepens the kiss, and what starts off as a simple kiss turns into a full blown make-out session, the soccer commentaries long forgotten which was feat considering they were the two biggest soccer freaks in existence.
That was an understatement to say the least.
This of course leads to the bedroom, their clothes considerably getting less as they head their way to said destination.
As it always did.
A little while later, with Luhan's head pillowed on Jongin's broad shoulder, his arms wrapped around his waist, he cuddles closer, sighing in happiness. Jongin wipes the sweat away from Luhan's forehead, placing a soft kiss there, love bursting in his heart.
.
"I'm all spent. I can never get enough of you."
Luhan kisses him on that handsome jaw.
"Me too."
No words were spoken for a little while, the two content to be with each other, basking in the glow of their love.
Sometimes no words were needed.
Eventually Jongin can feel the softening of Luhan's body under his hands as he watches the light from the window bathe Luhan's skin watching how sleep gradually overtakes his features, relaxing his lovely face in sleep.
With a thumb and index finger, he traces those features. Before he can drift off to sleep, he fixes the blankets around them, making sure they were warm and comfortable.
".... love you." Luhan mumbles, burrowing closer.
"Love you too."
".....'night Jonginnie."
Jongin smiles sleepily at the adorable husky voice, burying his nose in the juncture where Luhan's collarbones meet his neck, inhaling the sweet musky scent he loved.
They eventually fall asleep in each other's arms, their hearts beating in unison.
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