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    Side Story #7. Soft Date

    “How about this one?”

    “Should I try it on?”

    “Yes!”

    Bomin took the clothes from Kim Seohun’s hand and went into the fitting room. Kim Seohun, his cheeks flushed, waited in front of the door for Bomin to come out after changing.

    “It fits perfectly. I thought it might be a little big when I saw it.”

    Bomin, having changed out of his original clothes into a light pink cashmere knit and light-colored jeans, came out adjusting the hem of the knit.

    “As expected, pink suits you well, Bomin.”

    “Really?”

    “Of course, all colors suit you, but I think pink makes your skin look even whiter.”

    Bomin was the one who had changed clothes, but judging by his expression, Kim Seohun seemed even more excited.

    “I’ll take these two, please.”

    Kim Seohun handed his card to the employee standing nearby. The price of the two items of clothing was equivalent to dozens of ordinary ready-to-wear clothes from this brand.

    The employee, with a bright smile, received the card with both hands and headed to the counter.

    “I’ll pick out clothes for you too.”

    “Really?”

    Kim Seohun quickly removed the price tag attached to the clothes, worried that Bomin might feel uncomfortable. Bomin, who had been looking at him with a happy expression like a little puppy, took Kim Seohun’s hand and approached the rack where the clothes were hanging.

    “Should we wear matching colors? Like couple’s outfits?”

    “…Okay.”

    At the word “couple’s outfits,” the blush on Kim Seohun’s cheeks deepened.

    “Since Seohun bought my clothes, I want to buy you clothes too.”

    “We can pay together…”

    “I want to see you wearing the clothes I bought for you.”

    From the beginning, Bomin hadn’t intended to only receive gifts from Kim Seohun. After persuading Kim Seohun, who was about to protest, with sweet words, Bomin found sweaters of the same design but different colors on the rack.

    “This color is pretty, too.”

    It was a dark navy blue knit. Bomin checked the size of the knit he had picked up first and chose a different one. After confirming Kim Seohun’s broad shoulders.

    “Your shoulders weren’t this broad when I first saw you. It seems like you’re gaining more muscle the more you work out. I’m so envious.”

    When Bomin exercised, he didn’t gain muscle, he only lost weight. His already thin body, where his ribs were visible when he took a deep breath, was a complex. He had no desire to lose any more weight.

    Thanks to that, Bomin used their frequent s*x as a substitute for exercise.

    Unlike Bomin, Kim Seohun, who had developed an interest in exercise one day, was getting in better shape day by day, and now he was as good as any model.

    “Bomin…you’re perfect just the way you are.”

    Kim Seohun murmured in a small voice, touching the cuff of the knit that Bomin was holding up for him.

    “What were you thinking about that made your face so red?”

    It felt like he could see right through Kim Seohun’s mind. Bomin moved the knit aside and approached Kim Seohun.

    When he pressed his body close enough for their groins to brush against each other and looked up, Kim Seohun’s face flushed as if it would bleed.

    “I-I’ll try this on and come out!”

    Afraid that his bulging crotch would be exposed, Kim Seohun hurriedly grabbed the clothes and headed to the fitting room. Bomin, who had briefly considered following Kim Seohun into the fitting room, felt the gaze of the staff and nonchalantly turned his attention to the clothes.

    “…Does it look good?”

    Quite some time passed before Kim Seohun emerged from the fitting room with an awkward smile, too long for just changing clothes.

    The knit itself was designed to slightly cover the back of the hand. Just like how Bomin’s hand was covered by the cuff. However, perhaps thanks to his broad shoulders, the cuff fit perfectly on Kim Seohun’s wrist.

    “Yes. You look handsome.”

    Even though they were around the same age, Kim Seohun exuded a mature aura that seemed much older than Bomin. Kim Seohun came to Bomin’s side and looked at their reflection in the mirror.

    The corners of his lips lifted as he saw them wearing clothes of the same design but different colors, a sight that anyone could recognize as couple’s outfits.

    “I’ll pay for this.”

    Before Kim Seohun could stop him, Bomin handed his card to the employee who had approached them.

    “Please wait a moment.”

    The employee, with a friendly smile, quickly headed to the counter with the card.

    “I’ll take off the price tag. Come here.”

    Just like Kim Seohun had done earlier, Bomin immediately removed the price tag from Kim Seohun’s clothes.

    “Do you want to try on pants too?”

    “No. I like the ones I’m wearing now.”

    The jeans Kim Seohun was wearing today happened to be a similar color to the ones Bomin was wearing.

    “What’s the next course?”

    The clothes they had been wearing were packed in a shopping bag by the employee. Kim Seohun held the shopping bag in one hand and naturally interlaced his other hand with Bomin’s.

    As Bomin lightly swung their joined hands back and forth and asked, Kim Seohun walked towards another store across the way.

    “We’ve only bought one outfit. I plan to visit every store on this floor today.”

    Kim Seohun had come out with the intention of spending all the bonus he had received on Bomin. He planned to buy as many couple items of the same design as possible.

    Seeing Kim Seohun smiling happily as he looked at their sweaters of different colors, Bomin shook his head as if he couldn’t help it and continued shopping as Kim Seohun wished.

    Every time they entered and exited a store, Bomin and Kim Seohun invariably had shopping bags in their hands.

    “…Let’s stop shopping now.”

    Kim Seohun moved tirelessly, to the point that even Bomin, who enjoyed shopping, was exhausted. Seeing Kim Seohun’s face filled with happiness as he looked down at the shopping bags full of couple items, Bomin momentarily forgot his fatigue and smiled along with him.

    “Shall we go look at watches now?”

    Kim Seohun, gauging Bomin’s mood, cautiously mentioned the next item on their agenda.

    “…At this rate, I’m going to be too tired to do anything with you and just fall asleep.”

    It was their first date alone in a while. Since returning from Switzerland, Bomin had prioritized spending time with those who hadn’t been able to join them there.

    Kim Seohun was either not greedy or overly absorbed in the happiness of buying things for Bomin.

    “Then… shall we move on to the next course?”

    “Okay.”

    He hoped it wasn’t more shopping.

    Bomin looked up at Kim Seohun, who turned away with a look of regret, and tried to guess what the next activity would be.

    Then, he remembered what had happened in Switzerland. Kim Seohun’s face flushing crimson after getting into the limousine.

    He wondered what s*x in a limousine would be like and followed Kim Seohun, but the place they arrived at was far from what Bomin had expected.

    “Where… is this?”

    Bomin’s face went blank at the sight beyond the transparent glass window. Arriving at the parking lot first was within his expectations.

    However, since they were in Kim Seohun’s car, which they had taken to the department store, and not a limousine, he thought they would move to another location to pick up a limousine.

    But the car stopped in front of a building he had never seen before. He realized his assumption was wrong when they got out of the car and took the elevator up.

    “…You said you wanted to try baking last time in Switzerland, Bomin. So, I rented a studio where we can bake.”

    When did I say that?

    Bomin quickly racked his brain. His memory went back a week.

    It was the day they all gathered in the living room to watch a movie. It was a movie about an Esper and a Guide who were friends and then became lovers. There was a scene where the Esper baked a cake for the Guide’s birthday.

    ‘I want to try something like that someday.’

    He had said it without thinking.

    Bomin wasn’t very good with his hands, so no one ever asked him to cook.

    The kitchen was practically Shi Yu-hyeon’s domain. Others also took turns being responsible for the meals at the mansion. Especially on days when Bomin woke up late after intense s*x, the kitchen became even busier.

    Seeing Bomin’s expression turn sullen, Kim Seohun fidgeted as if he had done something wrong.

    He had taken baking lessons separately for a week to have a memorable date with Bomin.

    He was flustered when Bomin didn’t seem to remember what he had said.

    Noticing Kim Seohun’s change in mood, Bomin quickly managed his expression. He widened his eyes and smiled brightly at Kim Seohun, as if he were truly surprised.

    “That’s right. I really wanted to try making a cake while watching that movie.”

    “…That’s a relief.”

    Only then did Kim Seohun let out a deep sigh and smile at his pale face. Bomin also took the opportunity to exhale while Kim Seohun’s gaze was directed inside the studio.

    Perhaps it was because of his appearance, but when Kim Seohun looked disappointed, he looked even more pathetic.

    Feeling like he was coaxing a child, Bomin opened the door and went inside first.

    “Are these all ingredients?”

    “Yes. We’re going to make a strawberry cream cake.”

    The ingredients needed for baking were neatly arranged on the counter.

    “…Does it really take this much sugar?”

    “Isn’t it amazing? I was surprised too when I first learned. Not just sugar, but this much butter too.”

    The baking ingredients were all pre-portioned by weight. Bomin lifted and shook a bag that seemed large enough to cover his face. It was so heavy that he felt like his teeth would turn into sugar if he ate all the sugar in the bag.

    “There’s a reason why desserts are high in calories.”

    He was flustered at first, but once he saw the ingredients, his hands itched. He felt like his suppressed creative desires were burning.

    “What should we do first?”

    “Let’s change clothes first.”

    Kim Seohun brought the chef’s uniforms and aprons and handed them to Bomin. They were clothes reminiscent of pure white whipped cream.

    “Are there CCTV cameras installed here?”

    “Normally there are, but…”

    He had asked for permission in advance and stopped the CCTV from operating, just in case anything happened. And Kim Seohun had rented out the entire floor where the cooking studio was located.”Then I can change right away.”

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