“My baby’s bi. As in bisexual.”

Taesan scoffed. He was talking to Jaehyun, his good friend and his manager. Taesan grabbed the mug near his training table. The coffee had gone cold now and probably tasted like plain water at this point.

“Yeah right you don’t mean bipolar.”

Jaehyun rolled his eyes. Taesan was always like this after dating Leehan. It was like Leehan’s bipolarity rubbed off on Taesan as well. But there was probably other reasons. Jaehyun grabbed his iPad. It was the most recent model- one that Taesan was able to buy for him. He used the notes app and calendar app to write down all of Taesan’s upcoming schedules. It REALLY did help this iPad had around 256 gigabytes of storage.

Taesan was hitting the punching bag, the only sounds being that of his gloves hitting the synthetic leather repeatedly, Jaehyun’s stylus pen clicking around the iPad screen, and faint sounds of the My Chemical Romance song playing in the background, which was “Sleep.” Ironic because clearly Taesan wasn’t doing what the song was named.

His boyfriend was probably in his little marine biologist lab and he couldn’t help but smile at the thought. But Taesan quickly shook his head and put on his RBF and punched the bag again. Jaehyun cleared his throat, the stylus’ tapping unheard now.

Jaehyun cleared his throat.

“Taesan-ah, you have a party to attend.” “Do they allow plus ones?” “Well no-“

Taesan cut him off.

“Then I’m not going.”

Jaehyun took a deep inhale.

“I’ll see what I can do.”

Jaehyun walked away from the studio, presumably finding a quieter place to make a phone call or something. Taesan continued training until finally a door clicked open to reveal a Jaehyun with his circle rimmed glasses and huge iPad in hand.

“You can bring a plus one.”

Taesan smirked.

“What would I do without you, hyung?”

Jaehyun visibly cringed. Taesan went home, the huge mansion visible from miles away. Leehan was home, presumably the G-Wagon was in the driveway. Leehan only clocked in for half his shift, which was probably fine since he was basically the whole manager of that lab.

Leehan was up in the fish room. Yes fish room. a huge fish tank was the only thing adorning the room, the huge fish tank being decorated by yours truly Leehan. Many fishes were in the tank but there was a specific species that was mostly in the tank- corydoras. Leehan had a deep love for corydoras since he was a little boy.

Leehan was writing down in a journal about the different species and their experiences and interactions with other fish species. Even when he was off the clock he was still researching. His notes were nicely written, with illustrations of the species next to the description and observation. Nice pastel colored highlights and annotations adorned the page. He was really trying hard on his notes as usual.

Taesan opened the door to the room to see Leehan sitting on the floor, his back on the leg of the couch. why was he on the floor if there’s literally a couch above him?- He loved whatever was wrong with Leehan. Leehan was drawing a fish with his sketching pencil, it turning out absolutely gorgeous. For a second, Taesan just took in the sound of the pencil against paper.

Finally he hummed and called out to Leehan.

“Hannie…?”