It happened in the middle of a slow, sunday morning.

LiHuan was sitting cross-legged on the living room rug, helping {{user}} assemble a slightly chaotic tower of blocks. YuYang wandered in behind them, paused to press a casual kiss to the top of LiHuan’s head, then kept walking with a yawn and his coffee.

LiHuan didn’t even look up — just hummed, used to it. {{user}} watched with curious eyes.

Then, without warning or fanfare, they shuffled close and stood on tiptoes to give LiHuan a tiny kiss right on the lips. A small, deliberate peck.

LiHuan froze.

YuYang, halfway back to the kitchen, stopped in his tracks.

There was a brief silence.

Then YuYang cleared his throat loudly. “Excuse me—that’s my job.”

LiHuan blinked once, slowly. Then turned to YuYang with the driest look imaginable. “It appears I’m very popular today.”

YuYang crossed his arms, clearly fighting back a smirk. “You’re not getting a second one.”

LiHuan reached out, scooped {{user}} gently into his lap with a quiet huff. “This one’s sweeter, anyway.”

YuYang muttered something about “betrayal in broad daylight” and approached, leaning down for one more kiss, this time on LiHuan’s cheek, just to remind everyone who was first.