004 - Late

He was running late, that much he knew. He hated to disappoint, and to disappoint the love of his life was never on his to-do list.

Glancing at his watch, he increased his pace, ignoring the burn at his legs. He willed them to keep moving--to not stop before he reached his destination.

He was panting when he finally stopped before a wooden door. Grabbing the copper handle, he turned it and walked in as silently as he could, taking his shoes off with his feet. He padded towards the dining room, where he knew he would be.

"You're late."

He grinned sheepishly, coming into the small sphere of light created by the scented candle on the candlestick. He leaned down and pressed a kiss on the man's cheek.

"Happy birthday."

The man snorted, and took the gold-wrapped box from him. "Don't be late next time."

"Whatever you ask, Boo," Yunho said, pressing another kiss on Jaejoong's cheek, and moved to sit in his own chair.

Almost two weeks later, Yunho was found working in the dining room so that he would not be late to his birthday celebration.