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"Good morning Hyung, happy anniversary~" Minho woke up to none other than his boyfriend's voice along with a sloppy kiss on his forehead. He yawned, stretching as he could while the younger was wrapped around him. His voice groggy from sleep, Minho responded.
"Yah, what anniversary?"
"Huh? You don't remember? Ahh, I feel really bad now." Jisung pouted although the fakeness in it was pretty plain to see.
"Oh my god, Sungie. If you woke me up just to tell me about one of those other girls then I'm not cooking for you."
Minho sighed. Truthfully, he didn't hate it when his lover would mention one of his flings from what felt like a thousand years, it made Minho fond actually. It was cute, that his boyfriend would remember the most random info, and keep it in the darkest parts of his brain.
It made Minho remember how sad his life was before being with Jisung. It's just, at the same time he felt like he horribly wronged the other.
And don't get him started on that one time when his Jisung had been in a really down mood, anxiety flaring up at every given chance. His lover, his boyfriend, his cute little squirrel had fucking recited each one of Minho's past flings, hook-ups, everything, you name it.
Even recited each person's first and last name. It astonished Minho to this day, but he also never wanted to relive that. Mnh blinked realizing Jsvng had spoken already as he was lost in his own thoughts. "Tell me again, Sung?"
"Alright Hyung," the younger had most likely noticed the elder’s distraction. "Please cook for me. But anyway today marks the third year since you dumped that one Kim girl for me!"
"What? But our anniversary isn't today?" Minho questioned, starting to run his hands through the younger's hair.
"It's not! But it is the day you started talking to me." Minho chuckled, fondness growing in his heart. Jisung stared into his eyes, looking so proud of himself for remembering such a fact. Minho kissed his boyfriend on the lips, patting his head.
"Then how about we cuddle a bit longer to celebrate? We can go eat later."
"Okay!" Jisung quipped burying his face under Minho’s neck.