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Changmin sucks his teeth as he stops laughing and reaches out to flick at his husband’s arm. “I remember a time where you imposing and dominant. What happened?” Of course, he’s teasing. Fingers run through Yunho’s hair, and he grins dopily as he kisses Yunho’s forehead. “Adonis. I don’t care how old you get. You will always be Adonis. Adonis is eternal.”

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Yunho huffs in response, but he can’t hide the smile that settles upon his lips as Changmin kisses his forehead. “Stop being sweet. You know my heart can’t take that.” Yunho teases as he presses a loving kiss to his husband’s jaw. “Hey, and who said that I’m not imposing and dominant?” Yunho tried to scowl, but even he couldn’t keep a straight face when posing the question.

He knows it’s not practical for Yunho to turn down good jobs that will further his career just so they don’t have to be separated, but at the time it makes Changmin feel loved. He smiles softly, brushing his fingers over the comb as Yunho places it into his beautiful locks. Taking a second, he admires his younger husband. How could he be so lucky? This beautiful man is his, and no matter how anyone might view the truth about their origin, Changmin can’t regret it. “You know that’s not realistic, Yunnie.. but I won’t stop you from making that choice.”

As the orange peel candy is placed into his mouth, he hums softly and enjoys the sweet tartness of it. “There is no such thing as spoiling you too much, because you appreciate everything so fully.” A smile tugs at his lips, for now the scholar forgetting the sadness and doubt that he’d previously felt. For now, at least. He watches as Yunho crosses the room to fetch a gift.

“I have to close them?” A playful whine escapes his lips as he does what he’s told, hands extending to receive whatever it Yunho wants to give him. He raises a brow when he feels something fastened around his wrist instead of being placed in his hand.. and when Changmin finally opens his eyes, he looks in surprise upon the bracelet. “Wow, Baby..” It’s absolutely beautiful, and clearly very expensive. He can just imagine Yunho spotting it in a store and knowing it was for him, and this makes Changmin smile adoringly. “It’s perfect, just like you! Thank you.” Reaching up, he cups his husband’s cheek and kisses his lips tenderly.

A large smile brighten’s Yunho’s face as he can tell that his husband truly likes the bracelet. Yunho returns the kiss that is pressed against his lips, leaning into Changmin’s touch as he slides onto the older man’s lap. “Chami,” Yunho whispers as he nudges his nose against his husband’s, “I don’t care what you say. Not leaving you again. Not even for a night.”

Pulling back slightly, Yunho dreamily looks over Changmin’s face as if it were his first time seeing his husband up close. “You’re so pretty, Chami. That’s how I knew the bracelet would look so good on you. It’s almost as beautiful as you are.”

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The pillow smacks him in the face because he doesn’t react in time, but Chami snatches it away as wild laughter overtakes him. “Oh, God! You’re so gullible!” He starts wheezing, clutching the pillow to his chest.

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“So, I guess the answer was that you’re being mean because you’re bored.” Yunho says, sulking slightly as he double checks his reflection just to be absolutely certain that he has no wrinkles. “Teddy Bear, you know the one thing you can’t joke about is me looking old. I fall for it every time!”

The younger vampire scoots a little closer upon feeling hands upon his waist, raising an eyebrow at Yunho’s dramatics about the dangers of ferris wheels. “You worry too much!” He says dismissively, waving a hand. “You could have teleported us away if it collapsed. You also forget I have super speed. It’s not like we’re pathetic, helpless little humans.”

Before he has a chance to react any further, Chami is hauled over his husband’s shoulder. Eyes widen, a small squeak of surprise escaping from his lips as he grips onto Yunho’s shirt fruitlessly to keep himself from falling. “Yah!” He wiggles a little, but knows Yunho is far too strong to ever drop him. The elder could effortlessly carry Changmin with one hand if he really wanted to. In fact, he’s done it plenty of times before.

“Only if we wear red! You know red is our color. Not just because we drink blood..” There’s a soft thwap against his husband’s backside since he’s leaning down toward that way anyway. Chami grins, beginning to poke at Yunho’s butt with his index finger for as long as he’s carried this way. “Although pajamas at the carnival would be mighty comfy..”

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As Yunho carries Changmin up the stairs, he remains completely unfazed by his husband smacking his butt. The vampire returns the swat to Chami’s rear end, and though the audible protest he received was expected, it still caused Yunho to laugh aloud. 

After strolling into the bedroom, Yunho dropped Changmin onto the bed. “No pajamas!” He insisted before heading into their large, walk-in closet. “Although you’re right; red is definitely our color!” Yunho hummed a little tune as he began looking through his shirts, already knowing exactly what he wanted to wear. 

Moments later, a shirtless Yunho re-appeared in the closet’s entry with a frown on his face. “Chami, have you seen my favorite Hawaiian shirt? You know, the red one with the yellow flowers on it? I just saw it the other day, but now it’s gone!”

Yunho pulls his phone from his pocket as he feels it vibrate. Reluctantly, he glances away from the book resting on his knees and looks at the phone's screen. His eyes widen, and in one swift movement, Yunho's now-forgotten novel falls to the floor as the vampire straightens up to give his husband a look of concern.

The overnight job was a total and utter mistake. It was clear to Changmin since the moment Yunho walked out of the door with a weekender bag in his hand. His husband’s presence is eagerly welcomed on his lap, arms wrapping about the younger male’s waist gingerly. He always holds Yunho so delicately, and he knows that sometimes it can frustrate the other when he wants to be rough, but it’s always been a struggle for the scholar. Yunho is precious and he must always be treated as such.

“I missed you too.. and it was a complete mistake for you to take that overnight job. I just didn’t want to hold you back from something you wanted to do.” He brushes his fingers through Yunho’s beautiful hair, admiring the youth and vitality the other possesses. 

After a few moments of admiring, Changmin reaches over to the bag of orange peels with the brand new jade hair clip holding it closed. He offers it to his husband quietly. Yunho has millions of jewels and hair clips. He doesn’t really need another one, but that doesn’t mean that the old vampire won’t continue to shower him with gifts. “These orange peels are becoming harder to find. I should learn how to make them myself.”

As Yunho feels Changmin’s fingers run through his hair, he closes his eyes and softly hums. “Well, it was a big mistake. All I want is to never be separated from you again. So next time, I’ll turn down an overnight job unless you come with me!” Yunho opens his eyes again as a bright smile spreads across his face.

When he notices the gift that Changmin offers him, Yunho giggles in excitement as he takes the gifts. “Oh, thank you, Hyungie! How pretty!” Yunho pulls back his hair and twists it into place before using his new jade hair clip to fasten it into place. He then takes one of the candied orange peels and pops it into his mouth. “And one for Chami~” Yunho sings as he takes one of the orange peels and gently pushes it into his husband’s mouth. “Would you really learn to make these just for me? You spoil me too much--Ah!” Yunho snaps his fingers as he sets the bag of orange peels back onto the nearby table. 

All of Yunho’s mushy little compliments, and the way he gets all scoldy when Changmin pokes the keys makes the younger vampire roll his eyes. But of course, he’s still grinning at the same time. It’s the age old dynamic, isn’t it? Something that probably won’t change, no matter what crazy shit they get into with each other.

He knows that Yunho wants to go on that fancy dinner date, but it’s really touching that the elder recognizes Changmin’s mood and adjusts accordingly. He’ll have to make a mental note to surprise him with a dinner date later.

At the mention of a carnival though, Chami’s eyes light up. Carnivals and theme parks have always been incredibly fun to him. It’s that childish wonder that he will continue to hold no matter how old he gets. “Funnel cakes and fried Snickers bars!” Clapping his hands together, the vampire slides off of the piano and onto his feet. “Last time the ferris wheel was so creaky you thought it was going to collapse and kill us!” An amused expression crosses his features as he remembers the concerned look on his husband’s face that day.

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The moment Changmin’s eyes lit up with excitement, Yunho unconsciously began to mirror the younger’s enthusiasm. After all, nothing made Yunho happier than when his husband was happy. When Changmin slid off of the piano, Yunho’s fingers made their escape from the piano’s keys as he spun around on the piano bench to face Changmin. “Yes, yes. I’ll buy you all of the greasy treats your heart desires.” He laughed as his hands found their way to Changmin’s waist. 

“Ah...” Yunho uttered, his brows knitting together as he looked up at his husband. “That ferris wheel probably could have collapsed at any moment! One of us has to worry about our safety, you know.” 

Just as quickly as his mood had turned serious, Yunho’s mood shifted back into a playful one as he stood up, hauled Changmin over his shoulder, and began carrying him toward the staircase. “If we want to enjoy a full day at the carnival, we’ll have to change out of our pajamas. Hey, let’s color coordinate our outfits so we look extra good in pictures!” Yunho suggested with a twinkle in his eye. 

A soft sigh escapes from his lips as he leans against the big glass window and gazes out at the winter scene before them. His hair, still long and yet now peppered with a bit of grey, braided over his shoulder as he waits for his husband to come home. Lately, his age insecurities have been coming back double-fold. Especially when he sees Yunho, so young and fresh despite being almost 200 years old now, with his equally young and beautiful friends.

A bag of orange peels tied with a beautiful jade hair clip sits on the table beside him. When he hears the door open, Changmin glances toward it with a soft smile. “Welcome home, Yunnie.” He pushes his hair behind his back and sits forward, waiting to be able to set his eyes upon his beautiful love.

Yunho leans forward in his car seat, a grin spreading across his face as he sees his house come into view. 

“You’re so cute.” His friend teases. 

“Shut up,” Yunho responded playfully, “I haven’t spent a night away from my husband since before we were married, and I miss him!”

“I know, it’s cute. You’re so different from the rest of us.” The young man said, referring to the rest of their friend group, all of whom were young models. “All that beauty and you waste it on one man. Such a shame.” 

“My husband is more beautiful than all of you combined, so we were really made for one another.” Yunho said, sticking his tongue out as the car rolls to a stop in front of his house. “Anyway, thanks for the ride. Let’s try to work together again next time!” Yunho eagerly hops out of the car and slams the door before his friend has a chance to say a word. 

He can’t help but grin at being called Baby Vampire. Changmin most certainly is not a baby anymore, but that nickname will always tug at his heart strings. The stolen kiss is allowed, this time, and Changmin just chuckles. “What makes you so sure Mozart liked dick?”

It’s easy to tell by the look in his husband’s eyes that the other vampire is no longer interested in playing the piano, but Chami is going to prolong it as long as possible because he’s a brat. So he reaches down and pokes a bit at the keys again with his index finger, interrupting Yunho’s beautiful Mozart rendition. It makes him giggle, and he leans down over the keys a bit, hair falling into his eyes.

“No plans.. I was just going to sit here and pine for Jason.” Now he sits up, making his legs into a pretzel on top of his piano. A soft hum escapes from his lips, a thoughtful expression crossing his features. “But I could let you take me out somewhere interesting. What did you have in mind? Let me guess, a fancy expensive dinner that nobody else could even dream of affording at Gordon Ramsay’s best restaurant and a night of dancing?”

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Yunho licks his lips and slowly leans back. He chuckles softly at Changmin’s question and shakes his head. “It doesn’t matter if Mozart liked dick or not. Anyone could fall in love with you.” As usual, Yunho’s words came out sappier than he realized.

When Changmin began poking the keys again, Yunho tried to continue playing. However, when his hand bumped into the younger vampire’s, Yunho’s hand slid into the wrong position and he ended up striking the incorrect notes. “Yah!” He scolded, but Yunho could hardly get angry when he heard Changmin giggling. 

His fingers having corrected themselves, Yunho looks up at Changmin who was now sitting upright on top of the piano. A dreamy look momentarily flickers across his handsome face as his husband mentions a fancy dinner and dancing, but Yunho quickly shakes his head knowing that Changmin was hardly in the mood for such a date. “Actually, I heard that a carnival just opened across town. You know, all the fried food you can eat and rides that are probably in violation of multiple safety codes. I thought I’d take you there, on the condition that you don’t laugh at me if I puke after you drag me onto one of those rides.”

Yunho smirks up at Changmin as he leans his head back against Changmin's thighs. He opens his mouth and reveals the top half of the younger vampire's popsicle between his teeth before letting it fall back into his mouth.

"You can take it back if you want it." Yunho tries to say suggestively, though talking with a mouth full of frozen popsicle inhibits him from sounding nearly as sexy as he had intended.