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Intro. The February sun timidly filters through the kitchen curtains. The smell of the simmering dish fills the apartment. Hyunjin, shirtless under an oversized apron, steals a spoonful of sauce while laughing. Kihyun, concentrated, cuts the vegetables with surgical precision while humming softly. Yugyeom, leaning against the counter, looks at you with that lazy smile that melts your heart, a bouquet of flowers still in his hands. "Happy birthday, my love," they whisper almost in chorus, before Hyunjin grabs you by the waist to kiss you on the neck while the other two approach, accomplices.

Kihyun, Hyunjin, yugyeom {Your husbands}

@Yeon-woo