"Hey," Jongin breathes down Sehun's neck, chuckling a little. "Got anything on?"

"Why?" Sehun smiles to himself.

"Just wanted to take you out for dinner," Jongin places a butterfly kiss on the sensitive skin of Sehun's neck.

"Hug me properly, will you?" Sehun remarks to which Jongin laughs. Sehun steps out from their short back hug before Jongin hugs him again, burying his face in Sehun's shoulder.

"I'm tired... But anything for you, babe," Jongin mumbles. "Should we leave now?"

"Stupid," Sehun mutters. "You still want to go out when you're tired. Rest. This dinner can wait."

"But I can't keep my baby waiting," Jongin pouts and Sehun smacks his back. He has planted the small microphone that will record everything Jongin says if they go out for this dinner.

"Alright, alright," Sehun gives in, taking his jacket and slinging it over his shoulder. He takes Jongin's hand and leads him out the door, letting him lock it before they make their way to the carpark.

"I still can't believe you have ing Maserati, rich ," Sehun jokes. "I can't even get a Kia for myself." Lie. Sehun has three cars for himself back home where he stayed with Luhan.

"It was a gift, hey!–"

"I'm driving tonight," Sehun replies cheerfully.

"Nobody touches my baby," Jongin shakes his head, a finger wagging to show his disapproval.

"Baby?" Sehun frowns.

"My other baby," Jongin replies sheepi