Ship: Chansoo Prompt: Chanyeol just can't seem to find his favorite sweater! He has literally looked everywhere! Well everywhere except on his tiny boyfriend it seems. When Kyungsoo comes home wearing Chanyeols sweater, Chanyeol can't be mad, it's practically impossible due to the fact he looks absolutely adorable drowning in the thing.
“I know I leftit here,” Chanyeol muttered. His long arms were folded across his chest and hestared with narrow eyes at the chair in his bedroom. “This is where I left it.”He was talking to himself, something he did a lot in the mornings, especiallywhen he lost something. “My sweater was right here! Where the frick is it?”
It was hisfavorite sweater. It had been a gift from Junmyeon, expensive and soft and hisfavorite shade of green. It was only November and so the true chill had yet tosettle in but it was a brisk 40 degrees that morning and he wanted his favoritesweater, damn it.
He’d showeredand shaved and brushed his teeth but when he went back to his bedroom to getdressed, his sweater was gone.
“Sweaters don’tjust get up and walk away,” he mumbled, actually scratching his head. “Where inthe world..?”
He heard the front door open and closed and he knew thatKyungsoo was home. It had completely sucked these last few months with Kyungsooand Chanyeol working completely opposite shifts but they were coping. Kyungsoogot home just as Chanyeol was leaving but if they timed it right, they got toeat breakfast (for Kyungsoo, it was more like dinner) together.
It was tricky but they were making it work.
“I’m home, Yeol,” Kyungsoo called from the kitchen. “I gotyou a sandwich from that diner you like.”
“Baby,” Chanyeol sighed, slapping the doorframe on his wayout of their bedroom, “you are truly the greatest.”
He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Kyungsoo at thecoffee maker.
Kyungsoo wasn’t wearing his normal leather jacket. Instead,he was sporting a forest green turtleneck two sizes too big.
“You want coffee?” Kyungsoo asked.
“You’re wearing my sweater,” Chanyeol said.
As if he’d completely forgotten, Kyungsoo looked down.
“Yes,” he said. He noticed Chanyeol’s frown. “Is that aproblem?”
Chanyeol blinked. Kyungsoo was a small man to begin with,barely 5’8 with slim shoulders to match, but in Chanyeol’s shirt, he looked like a kid. He wasstill the same gorgeous guy Chanyeol had always loved – the one with theintense eyes and the pouty lips and the jawline that could cut diamonds – but nowhe looked tiny and soft.
“No,” Chanyeol said after a beat. He closed the gap betweenthem, coming around the counter so he could steal a kiss. “Of course not. Ijust thought I’d misplaced it.”
“It was cold last night,” Kyungsoo said, his fingers wrappedaround his favorite mug. “I just grabbed it.” He shrugged, raising the mug tohis lips. “It smelled like you.”
Though he didn’t want to admit that he still got butterfliesafter all these years, Chanyeol’s heart actually fluttered.
He pulled the foil-wrapped sandwich from the paper bag on thecounter and looked over his shoulder at Kyungsoo. He was so handsome and hedidn’t even know it.
“Thanks for breakfast, Soo.”
“Of course,” he said, not looking up from his drink.
“How come you look better in my shirt than I do?”
“Shut up and eat your breakfast before it gets cold,” hesaid.