The sun was shining, the birds were singing and the sky was blue. It was just a perfect day and it was one of those days people just wanted to be lazy and stay in their beds for the rest of the day, not wanting to move for the rest of the day. All they wanted to do was sleep, look at the ceiling and then sleep some more.

It was exactly the day Myungsoo wished for after an exhausting week of work; it was exactly what he desired the most after dealing with so many people around him and telling them what they had to do and how they had to do it. It was the only time where he had to be himself, where he could behave like the lazy he usually was with no one judging him. The one time where he could just lay down and rest without thinking about the papers in his desk waiting for him on Monday.

He turned off his alarm the night before so that he wouldn’t be disturbed by a single thing in the world. He wanted to disappear from the world, at least for the weekend, and so he decided to turn off his cell phone. Now no one could annoy him and screw Woohyun, he was probably busy with Luhan and if he wanted something it could probably wait until they met at work. And Myungsoo was pretty sure that IF Woohyun called him it would be to tell his last amazing, awesome date and to be honest, he couldn’t care less. Who cared about people’s lives? No one! Well, at least not him.

“Sleepy…” He whispered to himself as he rubbed his eyes. He was feeling the sunlight hitting his face and even thought it felt warm and inviting, it was rather uncomfortable for someone who just wanted to sleep for a little while longer. “I hate the light…” He whispered again as he moved his back against his bedroom window and faced the door.

He was so tired he just wanted to sleep for a while longer, just a little bit more. But now, because he was half awake he couldn’t find the right position in his bed and it was starting to get uncomfortable and very, very annoying. He could feel his own feet moving on their own and was pretty sure his legs were feeling sore. Not to mention his left arm felt seriously heavy.

“Stop moving…” Myungsoo still had his eyes closed but couldn’t help but smile at those lazy words. He could feel the body next to him incredibly warm and soft and all he could do was smile at that feeling a huge burst of happiness inside his chest. He moved closer to the warm body so they could be chest to chest and allowed his chin to rest on top of the other man’s head. “Don’t whine.” He said trying to sound demanding but instead he couldn’t help but smile, especially since he knew the other man was pouting and was trying his best not to open his eyes as well.

“You’re so warm Yixing…better than a blanket.” Myungsoo said as he wrapped his arms around the frame next to him. He received no signs of protest coming from him, as usual, and just enjoyed how willing Yixing actually was when it came to him. All he had to do was warp his arms around the Chinese male and he would pretty much do everything he wanted without saying much. Yixing was completely powerless when it came to him and Myungsoo loved every second of it. “You keep telling me that over and over again…don’t you get tired?” Myungsoo could feel Yixing smile against his chest and he started feeling small butterflies in his stomach.

It was a feeling that he would never get used to but it was also a feeling that he loved to have. He still couldn’t believe he had Yixing next to him! He probably did something incredible in his previous life so he could be blessed with the Chinese man in his life and finally in his arms. It was something that he still couldn’t believe it was actually real. Every single day he had to pitch himself so he could actually believe that this was actually happening, that he was blessed enough to wake up with Yixing in his arms.

He still wonders how in the world he managed to ask Yixing to move in with him. Sure, when he asked they were already at what he would call an established relationship but being the coward he was, he was pretty sure he wouldn’t be able to ask him in the first place. First it started with Yixing visiting him every day. After work Yixing would be knocking at Myungsoo’s door so they could be together for a while, since their schedules weren’t compatible at all.

Then having Yixing sleeping in his apartment every night after his shift on the restaurant; Myungsoo insisted on it, maybe a little too much, saying that Yixing was too tired to go back home and it was dangerous at that hour. After a while half of Yixing’s things were in Myungsoo’s apartment and it made complete sense that the older man just moved the rest of his things there and stood there for good. Yixing was a little reluctant about it, saying that he had his own apartment and that he still had to pay the rent for it.   

Myungsoo felt rejected at first but then he decided to give Yixing a little present and pay the rent until the last day of his contract. It wasn’t a big amount, at least not for him, but it was Yixing’s entire pay check, which meant he was literally being robbed by his landlord, especially since he lived in a horrible apartment. And to think it took him a whole year to confess. He was such an idiot, he really was, but as soon he confessed to Yixing everything changed.

And no matter how much he hated to admit, it was thanks to Woohyun that he grew enough balls to enter the restaurant and tell Yixing how he really felt. He still could remember that day like it was yesterday and he still could remember that Jongdae’s face after he kissed Yixing. It wasn’t the friendliest face and if looks killed, Myungsoo was pretty sure he would be dead by then.

“You’re thinking…” Myungsoo looked to the man next to him and saw the sleepy eyes staring at him. “How do you know?” Yixing rolled his eyes and the younger man kept on staring at him not really understanding how in the world the Chinese man always knew when he was thinking or not. “When you’re thinking too much, like always, you do this weird thing with your jaw. I’m pretty sure one day you’re going to hurt yourself.”

The younger man looked at him with a small smile and held him a little closer. He couldn’t help but find cute how Yixing noticed small things like those; things that not even his best friend knew about him. Things that he was pretty sure he didn’t know about himself. “I noticed when you used to go to the restaurant…every time you were in deep thought you would do that…I would always find it enduring but I was pretty sure you would pop something.”

Myungsoo felt himself smile even more with that. How cute could this guy be, really? “So basically, you’re a stalker that has been watching me since day one?” Myungsoo asked and felt the older man give him a slight slap on the arm; he knew that Yixing hated to be compared to a stalker, and honestly who was he to say the Chinese man was a stalker when he himself noticed more about the other than he should. He just couldn’t help it. his favorite subject was with no doubt Yixing. Yixing was all he looked, all he thought, all he breathe back then and currently. He wouldn’t say he was obsessed with Yixing because that was creepy as well but he was pretty sure he was beyond found of him.

Myungsoo gave a small smile and kissed the older man in his forehead. He loved these lazy mornings doing absolutely nothing but talk with the other male. It made him really happy and feel like life wasn’t as hard as he always thought. Yixing was without no doubt the best thing that ever happened to him in every single part of his life. “So, are we going to join Luhan and Woohyun? They we asking if we wanted to go with them to spend the weekend in Tokyo.” Yixing asked as he rubbed his eyes for the third time that day and looked to the Myungsoo who started thinking about it. Was he really willing to spend the weekend with Woohyun, who he saw every single day at work and had to deal with his small mental break downs? “Hell no. I’m not going with them. Last time we did Luhan had a freak out because he’s scared of flying and cried like a baby. And I’m pretty sure they ruined the airplane’s bathroom.”

Yixing tried not to laugh at the thoughts. He knew exactly what happened that day in that airplane, but he decided that he shouldn’t say a single thing about it because if he did, he was sure Myungsoo would burn every picture he had with Woohyun and would never the man touch him, not even a hand shake, nothing. So yeah, silence was pure gold, at least in this case. “But they said they had a surprise for us…” Yixing said, trying to make Myungsoo change his mind, thought he was pretty sure it was going to be extremely hard. Once he decided he didn’t want to go, there was hardly anything that could make him change his mind. “Coming from Woohyun, I highly doubt it will be something good.”

Myungsoo kissed the man’s lips gently and then smiled happily. “Besides, I want to stay with you, in this bed, all weekend.” The Chinese man couldn’t hide how happy he was to hear such things. “You’re not going to bring work home and forget I exist?” He asked and the younger man rolled his eyes annoyed. “That happened once and you still bring it up.” He paused and passed his hands through the silky hair in front of him.

“Have I ever brought anything before you?” He asked and Yixing said a small ‘no’ while he felt Myungsoo’s gentle caresses. He adored when the other man brushed his hair like that; it made him feel happy, it made him feel so relaxed he was scared that it was a dream and one day he would wake up from it and realize nothing changed. “You’re and always were first Yixing.” He gave the other man a kiss. “Always first.” He gave another kiss and he could feel the older man smile at the kiss while he wrapped his arms around Myungsoo’s frame, trying to pull them as together as humanly possible.

Life was beautiful and Myungsoo was pretty sure there was nothing that could change the fact he was the happiest person in the whole world.