You are the sky. Everything else - it's just the weather.
~Pema Chödrön

50.

Kook woke up in the morning. He tried stretching his body. Of course, he couldn't. Open mouthed with ruffled hair, a certain male smelling of strawberries had his arms around him. Kook chuckled. He looked at the cute face of his husband and moved his hair away from his face.

Slowly, Kook replaced himself with a pillow and saw Tae hugging the pillow tightly.

He opened the curtains and looked at the garden. It needed to be trimmed, he noted in his head silently. He sighed and inhaled deeply later. The fresh morning air tickling his nostrils cutely. He went to the kitchen. It was just six in the morning. He had two hours before he had to leave for his office. He took out the dried lavender and chamomile leaves and put the water on boil. He went into the garden and plucked out fresh red roses.

He looked around. It looked beautiful. Today is going to be a good day, Kook told himself.

He removed the petals from the stem on his way back to the kitchen. As the water came to a boil, he distributed it into four cups. Putting lavender and roses in two and chamomile and roses in the other other two with a single drop of honey on all four of them.

Kook covered all the cups except his own cup of lavender and rose. He had instructions for the help but decided it was too early in the morning. He took his Tea to Tae's library and opened the windows.

He could see Tae's laptop and iPad lying here and there. He wrapped the wires and closed the lid of the laptop and switched off the iPad. He cleaned Tae's desk and arranged the papers into one binder.

He moved to the side tables and changed the water of the vase. He left an 'I love you' note near his laptop after dusting the sofa and took his tea that was still untouched to his bedroom.

Kook knew Tae would wake up in another half an hour. He took out both their clothes and kept them on the couch along with Tae's bag. Finally, after he was satisfied he took his tea and stood near the window looking at the sun rising from the horizon. It was going to be chilly. He should add jackets to both their outfits, he thought.

As he sipped his tea, he could feel himself relaxing. The fight had taken a toll on them. But the result was good. They were moving on with their relationship. So much had changed in just three days.

Kook blushed to himself as he relived the moment he had felt Tae inside himself. He remembered last night when they had sat in silent and yet both of them had spoken so much. Kook had committed Tae and his skin to his memory. The next time he would be free, he decided to close his eyes and trace his husband's face.

'Mmmm' Kook heard Tae whine as he kept touching the cold bed where Kook knew he was supposed to be. He smiled. He took the last sip of his tea and went to the bed.

'Hey hyung' Kook said as he kissed Tae's forehead. As soon as Tae felt Kook he left the pillow and without opening his eyes latched on to his body like a small child suckles his thumb out of a force of habit.

Kook wanted to laugh. Tae had stopped whining the moment he had felt the warmth of the Kook's body.

Kook snuggled closer to Tae, hoping he would enjoy the last moments of his sleep before his alarm rang and woke him up.

Tae was slowly waking up. He could feel the light from the curtains filling in the room. He could feel a faint scent of lavender in his room. He could feel the soft body of his husband. Yes, he snuggled closer to the softest feeling he had and hid his eyes.

Kook's eyes were about to come out of its sockets as he controlled his laughter.

Tae looked so cute as he kept rubbing his eyes close to Kook's neck in a hope that the light would go away. Kook could swear his husband was the cutest plushie on this earth.

Finally, Tae woke up as the soft thing started moving. He opened his eyes to see Kook looking at him with a large smile on his face.

'Kookie' Tae said and pulled Kook closer and wrapped his arms around his waist intent on keeping him in bed with him.

Just he was about to drift to sleep, the annoying sound of his alarm hit his ears. He moved his hand backwards towards the side table and made it shut up.

Kook started kissing his husband's face, 'Wake up hyung.'

'Sleep with me baby' Tae said sleepily.

'Wake up hyung. Both of us have office.' Kook said rubbing his nose against the elder's.

'hmmm' Tae said and slowly opened his eyes.

He moved and at the same time so did kook. Tae's morning wood touching Kook.

'Shit! Sorry.' Tae said as he immediately realised what had happened.

Tae rushed to the washroom in embarrassment.

Kook was slow to process... Oh my god! Kook blushed.

But, a mischievous glint made its way onto his face. Surely, they had time.

He followed his husband into the bathroom quietly.

He saw Tae sitting on the side of the tub with his face in between his hands in embarrassment.

He bent down and breathed, 'Hyung.'

As soon as Tae heard Kook's voice he looked up. Kook used this instant to touch his husband. He held his husband's gaze as he slowly put his hands in his pajamas and stroked the length with his fingers.

'Baby....' a long moan left Tae's mouth. His husband holding his gaze as he stroked him first thing in the morning was the hottest sight for him.

Before Tae could speak anything, kook bent down and kissed the hard on from above the pajamas.

'Strip, hyung.'

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