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Hyungwon sighs and stretches, he can see the last rays of the sun slowly fading away as did his energy hours ago. Honestly, this was to be expected. Of course Minhyuk would find a way to make him do all the hardest work and if he tried to refuse there would be some kind of leeway used against him – big pleading eyes, a sweet pout, a kiss that turns the rational parts of the brain off. In fact, Minhyuk had used all of these in that very order – and happily skipped away to get groceries for the upcoming week while Hyungwon is the one left sorting the boxes of their stuff around the house.
“Honey I’m home”, - Minhyuk sing-songs as he walks in, - “Wow, you did so much! I am so proud of you!”
Hyungwon stays quiet. He could complain or try to argue that he didn’t have to do it all alone and they could’ve got the groceries together, but one – it’s requires the strength he does not have right now, two – Minhyuk gets way more annoyed whenever he gets ignored and he kind of deserves it right now.
“Oh, come on, Hyungwon”, - he sits down next to him on the floor, - “I will pay up for it”.
Hyungwon keeps quiet, soaking the last bits of the warmth coming in through the window. Minhyuk scoots closer to him.
“And I will do the laundry tomorrow?”
“Hey baby, I missed you” – Minhyuk sharply inhales but Hyungwon only smiles at him and lays on the floor. His body feels like an actually jelly, while they were packing he was sure they only took the most necessary things for their new house but now he isn’t so sure anymore. Minhyuk lays down next to him as well; he turns on the side and puts his leg on top.
After what happened today Hyungwon should set the ground of not letting Minhyuk move him around with the flick of a finger. On the other hand, it has been a long and tiring day. So he pulls Minhyuk closer to himself until he can feel Minhyuk’s heartbeat against his own chest.
“Let’s order something for dinner”, - Hyungwon hums, combing his fingers through Minhyuk’s soft hair, - “Do you want anything special?”
“Mmm, your…”, - Hyungwon pauses, getting ready to see the prettiest shade of pink blossom across Minhyuk’s cheeks, - “Choice, I don’t care all that much”
Over the years Hyungwon learnt some ways to use Minhyuk’s quick mind against itself, and when he wins he gets a cutely shy Minhyuk in his arms. He leans down to-
They both startle at a loud scratching sound coming from the basement.
“What was that even?” – Minhyuk whispers.
“I have no idea”, - Hyungwon whispers back. They meet eyes and Minhyuk lets out a nervous laughter.
“That was weird as fuck”, - Hyungwon knows exactly where this is going.
“I am not going in there”, - Minhyuk pouts at him, - “No, don’t do this. I won’t give in again”.
“But you are so brave and so strong. And it’s probably nothing serious anyway”, - Hyungwon sighs, as he stands up.
“You know you owe me big time now, right?”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Now go check whatever that was”, - Hyungwon smiles to himself, Minhyuk will definitely pay for his words later.
*
“Hyungwon?” – it’s been fifteen minutes of waiting now and Minhyuk is actually starting to get worried. Hyungwon is most surely only messing with him, but still.
“Chae Hyungwon, if you don’t come out now I will-“
“It’s okay”, - Minhyuk breathes out seeing Hyungwon completely unscathed, - “Sorry, I just wanted to joke around”.
“What was it? Did you see?” – Hyungwon shakes his head and leans against the door.
“So, about the payment?”
“Jesus Christ”, – Minhyuk turns away and starts walking back into the living room.
“Is this a 'no'?” – Minhyuk rolls his eyes and turns away to pull Hyungwon by the hand to follow him. He laughs and Minhyuk joins him.
*
Living with Hyungwon in the house is not much different from living with him in an apartment: everything is still the same, only the trips to the work and back home take longer. However, it is that much bigger and fancier, Minhyuk feels himself more of an adult than ever before. A home with love of his love used to be a dream - and now he is living in it.
Minhyuk hums along to the song playing on the TV while he is preparing the dinner. Hyungwon forgot some kind of documents back at his work, so he had to drive to the office and get them. It shouldn’t take too long, so Minhyuk needs to hurry a little for the meal to be a surprise – they’ve been eating too much takeout lately and he misses the homemade food, so does Hyungwon that much is sure.
Minhyuk stops singing for a little focusing on cutting the vegetables evenly. That’s when he hears loud shuffling sound from the basement. It’s not that he is scared but he is all alone.
Minhyuk holds the knife tighter and starts slowly moving towards the basement. He's watched enough horror movies and he always found it was very dumb when the main characters would move towards the creepy sounds instead of running away. And look at him now, moving towards the creepy sound instead of running away. But the look an Hyungwon’s face after he’ll come back home and find him impatiently skimping around the porch is enough to keep him moving.
“Is anybody here?” – he wants to slap himself on the face. At this rate he’s already ticked off every point on the horror movie character that dies first check-list – dumb, friendly and naive. Minhyuk holds another hand closer to his chest, just in case something will attack him heart first, or in case it will break out from beating this fast.
He barely holds himself from dropping down when he hears a grunt right next to him.
“Who the fuck-“, – his voice picks up loud and (almost) clear, when he looks closer and sees who’s been making that sound.
“Hyungwon!” – Minhyuk drops the knife right away and helps him sit up. There is a scar covered in clotted blood on top of his head and a bruise next to his lips, - “Hyungwon, how did this even happen? When?”
Instead of answering he slumps against Minhyuk’s chest. Minhyuk’s mind speeds off racing with how and why and who could even possibly do-
“Honey I’m home”, - Hyungwon’s voice follows after the sound of the front door locking.