#baiqi

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(Yoosung is so cute lmao 😭, tots me wen 707 does anything)

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Guilty

A Meal at Home

Genre: fluff

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Whatever you make for breakfast, it is the feeling of love that stirs in his belly when he takes that first bite.

His amber eyes which had carried harsh, unrelenting determination to each part of the mission he'd return from was another man. The man who before you crumbled, like swiping the last few flakes of pastry from one's lips. The specs almost unnoticeable, until his eyes were shining before you, unbidden by worries now and emenating pure radiance. As if he hadn't been taking rations and eating in minimal contact postings, each day a grey, bland wasteland of indifference, until he's back in your world. The man who set his jaw as a leader, a king, was the one lowering his mane, and drinking in the sight of you, as if the last week had simply been a mirage.

There, your man had returned, and your world simply moved on, the sudden posting passing by without a word, confidential and you had learned to glean small messages in his unspoken looks. The way his eyes lit up at the udon noodles you bought in the grocery shop, the signs of sharing your favourite meals together a pleasant joy. You wondered why you hadn't done this before - back when your worlds had just brushed the tips of each other's - why you hadn't gone and demanded an evening where you cooked something for him. Sat him down at your table and fed him food surely he had no desire to cook only for himself. But beside you, his steady hands worked the knife through the lettuce, a half smile forming on your lips, admiring the controlled, repeated thud of the knife wielded by a man capable of blowing the whole world off its hinges, and yet, bowed - folded, even - to the gentlest petition from your fingers.

The flicker of bronze in his hair when the kitchen lights sailed through, and his half-curling smile as he glances at you. Kindness brushing each glance, each moment you share together, in that beautiful, peaceful quiet. Your chirps of instructions, and cheeky placement of your fingers on his hips as you lean over to the side of him, smelling the brew and broth bubbling under his steady watch. The tracing of your fingers affectionately brushing the ends of his hair, and mentally catalogueing booking a barber's appointment for him, or better yet, if you should offer to do it for him. Somehow, your unsteady heart tilted at the thought of seeing the light in his eyes at the suggestion - something so domestic might actually make your boyfriend blush.

You press your lips where denim met seam against his back, happy at the way your arms wrapped around his chest, and you nuzzled him affectionately. Your lips curling as you feel the soft rumble of his laugh, his delight, as he gently stirs the broth, one hand reaching back to pat your head.

His familiar scent fills your mind with fuzz, and you cling back onto him, tighter, because you can. Because he was here, and the seven days it had been where you couldn't had to be squeezed into just one, right now.

"I'm here. Right here. Do you want to try some?" his fingers reach for a spoon, and you squeeze him as he shifts, causing a small huff of laughter, "Are you going to come out from there, or am I going to have to feed it to you?" and you know he's loving it, and your clingy happiness, because his tone is light in the same way he talked about stars, in the way he stilled and shifted so you were suddenly tightly pressed against his chest instead. His spare fingers carded through your hair, despite holding the spoon and keeping it level so the hot liquid wouldn't spill over you.

You look up and your smile becomes more of a grin, and you open your mouth making a little 'ahhh' sound.

And Gavin's own lips curl as he brings it to your lips, trying to debate if also making 'choo choo' noises would ruin it and make you snort and choke.

He decides against it instantly, but he's fighting a concealed smile at the thought.

The very concept of you being his wife is almost a reality when you slurp down the broth with your foodie-like vigor, because in that moment, your eyes half-lidded and with your arms snaked around him, felt like the best bit of heaven he'd tasted in months.

When Gavin goes back to STF without your loving homecooking, he sulks in his office during lunch until Eli drags him out.

Gavin's excuses of not being hungry only fail when Eli reminds him solemnly that he would call you and Gavin suddenly realises having to stare down at your grumpy little pout is not quite worth the disappointment and worry sparking in your gaze when he returned home.

Godamnit Eli, Gavin would think moodily for the rest of the day, because their udon was never going to be a scratch on what happiness he found sharing his with you.

Happy birthday Gavin! Happy birthday to you, my Senpai, my hero… A hero's job is never easy, but the best kind of hero is a humble one who is just doing their duty and isn't doing it just to take credit for it. Thank you for being so fearless in the face of danger, but you're still human underneath those amber eyes that have to be fierce and battle-ready at times. You're just a guy that wants to enjoy a simpler life spending time with the one you love and eating homecooked meals when you're not working so hard on undercover missions.

I never knew those amber eyes and your smile could be that sweet. You make my heart melt with just calm reassurances and I would feel safe with you even in the middle of a storm or when I'm hanging onto your back while riding on the back of your motorcycle. You make my heart race too just like the breeze rustles the ginkgo leaves up into the air, stirring all of my emotions up onto the surface, making everything as transparent as my reflection in your honey-like amber eyes. You make me feel warm and loved under your gaze and through your actions time after time. You're so reliable and you inspire me to be stronger too. You do so much to protect others and all I want is to protect you and your happiness.

OH... MY... GOD!!! THEY FINALLY DID IT!!!

Remember, during the Valentine's event 2 years ago, I said if PG ever decided to go to the 18+ route with MLQC, it's gonna be a wrap for the rest of the other otome games (those who played SSS/ドSに恋 will KNOW what I'm talking about the most!)...?

WHAT DID I SAY??!!!

😁💖😁💖😁💖🔥🔥🔥🔥

AND "UR" KARMAS???

Heh, by the looks of it, "UR" to me stands for "UR about to lose your V-Card to one of these guys TONIGHT, Babygirl!!!"😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍💖💖💖💖💖💖🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥