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It was an early morning, and Seungcheol was already awake, preparing for another long day of schedules.
As he moved around the kitchen, he noticed Jeonghan's favorite cereal had run out.
Seungcheol hesitated for a moment, debating whether he should let it go or not.
Shrugging off the hesitation, he grabbed his phone, quickly typing out a grocery list that included Jeonghan's favorite snacks and cereal.
He didn't think much of it; it was just a simple task, yet it carried the warmth of unspoken affection.
Jeonghan wandered into the kitchen, yawning and rubbing sleep from his eyes.
He looked around, mildly surprised to see Seungcheol still in his pajamas.
"Morning."
Jeonghan mumbled, reaching for the coffee machine.
"Morning. I noticed we're out of cereal,"
Seungcheol mentioned casually, holding up the empty box.
"I'll pick some up later."
Jeonghan smiled, grateful for the thoughtfulness.
"Thanks, Seungcheol. You didn't have to."
"It's no problem."
Seungcheol replied, brushing off the gratitude with a nonchalant wave.
Yet, there was a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, pleased to have made Jeonghan's morning a little brighter.

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
Seungcheol sat at his desk, flipping through the latest fashion magazines.
The quiet of the apartment was interrupted by the sound of the front door opening.
Seungcheol looked up, expecting to see Jeonghan coming in.
Jeonghan had been working long hours at Yoon Solutions, and he was often late coming home.
A few moments later, Jeonghan walked in, looking exhausted.
His tailored suit was slightly disheveled, and his usually pristine hair was a bit tousled.