"Sannie?"
"Yes, sweetheart?" San looks toward his lover, brushing some hair out of the boy's face.
"What did you get me for Christmas?"
The blonde chuckles, shaking his head, "you're just like a little kid. I'm not telling you. You only have a few days left, be patient."
Yeosang groans loudly, wiggling his body enough to flip him over onto his stomach. His groans were then muffled, the soft material hiding his 'beautiful' complaining.
He lifts his head, popping his bottom lip out, "why can't you just tell me? Tell me how much it was. At least give me that."
"You wanna know how much it was?"
"Yes."
"It was as much as I wanted to spend."
"Saaaaaaaaaaaaaan."
"Yeosannnnng."
"You're mean."
"You're cute."
"Stop!" The brunette drops his head back onto the couch. "IsoundmeanifIinsultyouandyou
complimentme."
"I'm sorry, what? You were a little inaudible," San laughs, patting his boyfriend's head.
"NEVERMIND."
"Okay Sangie," he continues to laugh, loving his cute his boyfriend could be. "Do you wanna go out for lunch?"
"Are you asking me on a date?"
"Duh."
"WOw, if you're gonna be like thAt, then no."
"Rude. Fine, no food for you."
"Hey," Yeosang sits up again, "I want food."
"Sheesh, make up your mind, baby."
"My mind is made, let's goooo."
"At lunch."
"What time is it?"
"Ten."
"UGH."
•How was this?•
