#ok I’m done rambling now lol did you know I was holding a muffin while typing this entire thing? one handed I might add!! the chaos can’t

[peapod20001]

I am the nail growth self saboteur!!

[elvendara]

April Challenge 2019 Day 9

Answered this ask:

Hello! First Anon here. It's been a while. Anyway, I'm loving your Heart Road works. I am looking forward to your Lillie (did I spell it right?) and Jumin pairing moments. They're actually cute, imho. 😆 Also, Yoosung's birthday is coming up. How do you think Saeran would celebrate it with him? 😊 Always take good care of yourself! 😊

Hello my lovely First Anon! Sorry it took so long to answer your ask, but I wanted to save it for my April Challenge! I think next year I’ll do it in March to coincide with Yoosung’s birthday as opposed to Zen’s! LOL It makes me so happy that you’re enjoying Heart Road. I’m having fun writing it, even though it’s going slower than I would wish. I am trying to take care of myself, but you know how that goes! Sometimes it just doesn’t happen. Anyway, I hope you like what I’ve written =D

Order a mint swirl macchiato espresso slow drip at your favorite coffee shop. I adore you - Saeran

Yoosung grinned as he read the note he’d found on his nightstand. He quickly showered and dressed. Once outside his building it was difficult not to outright run to the café down the street. People watched him as he sped through the crowd, but he was too excited to care. He tossed out “I’m sorry’s and excuse me’s.” half hazardly as he bumped into everyone in his way.

He made it to the coffee shop in no time but was crestfallen when he saw the line. He waited impatiently until he made it to the front. Leaning over the counter eagerly he made his order.

“I’ll have a mint swirl macchiato espresso slow drip, the name is Yoosung!”

The girl at the register was taken aback at the excitement, but she smiled wide when he said his name. “Oh, it’s you. Of course, right away, it’s already been paid for.” She nodded and Yoosung’s heart fluttered. He pulled out the note Saeran had left for him and read it again. They had been together for almost two years now and the man could still make his blood heat up. This birthday gift had been unexpected, but a treasure hunt was proving to be fun and exciting.

He waited, attempting to watch the barista make his concoction but there was too much in the way for him to be able to see.

“Mint swirl macchiato for Yoosung.” She called out and Yoosung sprang for the cup before it hit the counter. The girl laughed and gave him a wink. “Hold on.” She stopped him before he could fully turn around. “This is yours too.” She placed a plate with a warm banana nut muffin on it, sliding it towards him. “Happy birthday.” She whispered.

“Thank you.” Yoosung breathed, taking the muffin with a smile. He turned the paper cup in his hand and read the writing on it:

Sit down and enjoy your muffin. When you’re done, head to the bench we like to sit at when we eat ice cream. You’re smile brings me joy – Saeran

Sit and eat? With a sigh Yoosung did just that, although he was eager to go to the next step. The muffin was good and the mint in the coffee somehow reminded him of Saeran. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was. He knew Saeran didn’t feel that he was much of a catch, but Yoosung couldn’t disagree more. The man was incredible. Intelligent, kind, honest, loyal, not to mention incredibly attractive. Yoosung blushed thinking about him that way. Not that there weren’t any negative aspects to the man. He was still moody, distant, too honest, and sometimes just plain exasperating! But they made it work.

Before he knew it, he was done and after disposing of his trash, he ran out the door and down the sidewalk to the park two blocks down. He passed the ice cream shop they frequented, and he glanced inside briefly, just to make sure his lover wasn’t in there watching. No such luck. With a sigh, he made his way across the street and into the park. It was a beautiful March day and he closed his eyes, enjoying the breeze, a chill still in the air, Spring not quite having arrived.

He spotted the bench right away. It was on the grass, facing the small pond where they liked to sit and watch the children play, or the sun set. There were many memories associated with that bench. Saeran had told him many secrets sitting there, looking out towards the water. Yoosung understood the setting made him feel at ease and all he needed to do was sit and listen.

He sat down, memories of the last two years stirring. It had been difficult to get through Saeran’s tough exterior, but once in, it would take a lot to dislodge yourself from his life, not that he wanted to. Saeran looked and acted hard, but he was really a mushy marshmallow inside and Yoosung loved teasing him about it. There was a small commotion from a crowd that was gathering from around the park, they all appeared to be looking and pointing upwards. Yoosung swung his head and stared at the sky as a plane flew what seemed dangerously close to the ground. Behind it, a large banner fluttered. Against a black background, deep purple words read:

Follow the path that leads to our hiding spot. You’re sexy - Saeran

Yoosung’s eyes widened and he laughed out loud. Their hiding spot had been an area where they had first made love in public. His hand flew to his mouth and he was thankful no one was looking at him to see how crimson he had become. He stood slowly and weaved his way through the crowd. People were muttering, wondering out loud who that message was for and what it could possibly mean.

He made his way down the sidewalk until he came to a dense area where the trees grew so close, they created a canopy overhead. He pushed through some bushed to a small clearing, barely large enough for two people. The tree branches covered most of area overhead, but the leaves were not full enough to make it dark. On the grass there was a picnic basket and a note, held on top by a rock that had been painted with a face. One eye was a brilliant mint green, the other was winking. A tongue stuck out of the slash of a mouth and atop was a chaotic array of orange red. Yoosung shook his head and picked up the rock to get to the note.

Take the basket with you and ask the annoying one to let you sit in his favorite baby. Love to kiss you - Saeran

Saeyoung’s! Next step was Saeyoung’s place. He took off again, annoyed that he would have to take the bus to Saeyoung’s and it would take at least an hour to get there. He was still excited, but not too happy about having to shlep across town. While he walked automatically to the bus stop, his head down, he heard a familiar honk. His head snapped up and he saw MC waving at him, a huge grin on her face.

“Get in birthday boy! Your chariot awaits!” she laughed, and he obliged instantly.

“How’s it been so far?” she asked as she drove off.

He hugged the basket to himself as he told her about his adventure so far.

“I’m so glad! Saeran was afraid you would think it was silly.”

“Silly? I love it! Do you know how many more stops there are?” He asked anxiously.

“I have no idea! He wouldn’t tell us.” She shrugged.

They talked about the twins as they made their way to Saeyoung and MC’s house. Saeran might not like it, but he was a lot like his brother, and Yoosung was happy to see this side of him. It was a side he rarely cultivated, but Yoosung loved. He might groan about doing ‘romantic’ things, but he enjoyed them as much as Yoosung did.

They made it to the house in no time, Yoosung not even bothered with the dangerously high speeds MC employed, it had apparently rubbed off on her from Saeyoung. Once they were parked, he got out and went to find Saeyoung.

Bursting into his office he accosted the red-head. “I need to sit in your favorite baby!” he commanded.

“Whoah whoah! Hello Yoosung. Happy Birthday. Nice to see you. Nice to see you too Saeryoung. How are you? I’m fine, and you? Oh I’m good, thank you for asking.” He rambled.

Yoosung rolled his eyes but took a step away from the man.

“Ok, ok, I’m sorry. Hello Saeyoung.” he sighed.

“I’m just kidding!” Saeyoung jumped up and gave him a bear hug, which was painful as he crushed the picnic basket between them. “Come on!” he put his arm around the younger man’s shoulders and walked them back to the garage.

“Are you enjoying yourself? I tried to give Saeran some suggestions, but he didn’t seem to want to take any of them! Humph! No matter, I’m sure MC will love to fly with me to the space station, did you know they’re selling tickets for the first commercial flight?” his eyes twinkled with joy and Yoosung could only shake his head.

“Here we go, my very first baby!” he wiped an imaginary tear from his eye, then winked at Yoosung as he left him alone with the car. Yoosung opened the door of the bright candy apple red sports call, he wasn’t sure what kind it was, cars weren’t his thing, but it sure was beautiful. He sat on the soft leather seat and it seemed to caress his body. The key was in the ignition but he was sure he shouldn’t actually turn it on. On the passenger seat was a bottle of wine, the same kind they had shared on their first date. Tears sprang to Yoosung’s eyes. The man was going to kill him with all this romance!

A ribbon was tied around the bottle neck with a small card attached to it, his name written in gold calligraphy and he was sure Saeran had done it himself. He turned it over where more gold words appeared:

Turn the car on and follow the directions on the GPS. Dive into the basket if you get hungry. I Love you so much - Saeran

He gasped, had Saeyoung approved this? He didn’t have much experience driving, but it wasn’t as if he didn’t know how to. But what if he got into an accident? He must have approved it though, otherwise, why would the key already be there? He set the basket next to the wine and with a trembling hand, he turned the key. The car roared into life and the garage door opened. He glanced at the rearview mirror and both MC and Saeyoung stood, arm in arm, waving at him. Without another thought, he shot out of the garage, the wind ruffling his hair as the convertible almost seemed to slide across the road. He wasn’t even sure the tires were touching the road, it was so smooth.

The GPS turned on and a female voice began giving him commands. A playlist popped up and began to play. It didn’t take long for Yoosung to realize it was one of his favorite playlists. The drive was far into the countryside and he was beginning to worry that it wasn’t right. It took almost two hours for him to finally pull into a long and winding driveway. The house that appeared around the bend, that had been hidden by trees was small and quaint. He could see a lake behind it, the setting sun reflected of the small waves.

The house was made out of wood, painted a dark grey and weatherworn. The porch was large and wrapped around the left side. The porch lights were on and it looked like a fire was flickering inside. His heart skipped a beat as he got out of the car, grabbing the basket and wine. He climbed the short set of stairs to the porch and approached the door. On it was tacked an envelope, with his name, this time in Purple, written across it. He pulled the tack out, took the envelope, then pressed the tack back in. He opened it and pulled out a thick piece of paper:

Come in my love - Saeran

He slid the card back in the envelope and opened the door. It appeared to be a single room with one other door in sight. There was a small kitchen to the right, a kitchen table with four chairs next to it and to his left was a sofa facing a fireplace that was already lit and a full sized bed against the left wall. As he watched, Saeran stood from his place in front of the roaring fire and turned to face him.

“Happy birthday babe.” He smiled and opened his arms. Yoosung dropped the basket and wine on the table and ran to the man. He almost tackled him, tears of happiness falling down his face, unable to articulate anything as his throat felt like it was full of cotton and he couldn’t swallow enough to clear it. “Did you like your gift?”

Yoosung nodded, sniffling like an idiot. When he pulled away to look into Saeran’s beautiful mint green eyes, he saw they were wet as well, but his smile was brilliant. He leaned in and kissed him softly, gently, then more passionately. Yoosung moaned into the kiss, his arms wrapped around him.

Saeran pulled away reluctantly and shook his head.

“No, none of that, not yet, but don’t worry, I planned for dessert too.” He grinned. Yoosung’s eyebrows shot up and he flushed crimson.

“What’s in there?” he asked.

“Don’t worry, you’ll find out soon enough.” Saeran chuckled, running his fingers through Yoosung’s hair and pulling on it enough to bring his head back around to he could plant a kiss, a lick, a bite on his neck.