After Donghae left, Hyukjae was in a mad rush to finish. He shoved the rest of the toast in his mouth and hopped inside the shower. Donghae always, always managed to make him late. Not that he minded.

He managed to lock the house and get into the bus he wanted, without much hassle. Slumping against the pole, Hyukjae smiled at the ahjumma sitting in front of him.

“You have jam on your lip, my dear,” she said, amused.

Hyukjae sheepishly wiped it off and smiled in thanks.

“Babe, you have something on your lip.”

Hyukjae flushed as Donghae leaned over it off, eliciting gasps from the other patrons.

“Donghae,” he hissed. “We’re in a public place.”

“Oh are we?” Donghae grinned infuriatingly.

Hyukjae wanted nothing more than to punch that smug smile off of his husband’s face. But he restrained himself. Stupid Donghae with his stupid cute actions.

He blinked and found that he had missed his stop. Hyukjae cursed Donghae for distracting him once again. Stupid Donghae.

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