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[ C+P - minwon ] give me a hand over here!

i may or may not be getting used to calling meanie minwon now 💀 also lowkey forgot this existed until now AAAA

so i found this on incorrect sebong on instagram:

i just had to you guys,, enjoy <3 i wrote this quite quick i'd say oh yeah and do the prompt before you read mine LOL let's be creative! <3

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saturday mornings were when everyone always woke up late. soonyoung would have worked them hard on friday (seeing as it would technically be their last work day) and practice would have gone on til late. so naturally, everyone would carry their soreness and exhaustion to the morning (or afternoon) after.

mingyu was different though. no matter what, he always preferred to wake up early. he would make breakfast and watch videos on his phone. then, he would make his house mates breakfast and gently wake them up to the midday sun.

jeonghan had crashed at seungcheol's place down the hall and seungkwan had begged hansol to just stay at his ("it's more convenient!" he had said. whatever that meant.)

this left mingyu with jeon wonwoo.

though he was a part of the top three tallest members in their group, wonwoo still felt so small to mingyu. it was the littlest things that drove mingyu a little more crazier and crazier each time.

like how wonwoo loved sweaters and big clothes that drowned him in fabric. or how he would do little nose scrunches that mingyu can only catch after vlives and special broadcasts; because he just couldn't straight up stare at wonwoo as much as he so wanted to.

it was painful, to be honest. to love someone more and more each day; having to hide it, having to keep it under control. all while that person is unintentionally drawing you closer and closer with every laugh, every smile, every word that pours from their lips.

mingyu sighed. it was hell.

he washed his plate and utensils before checking up on wonwoo. with soft knocks, he opened the door of his room, "wonu-hyung?"

the sound of wonwoo's breathing was almost undetected as he slept facing away from the door. mingyu still heard his faint inhales and sighs among the white noise. he barely leaned against the bed, softly placing his hand on wonwoo's arm.

"wonu-hyung~ wake up. hyung~? hyung wake up okay? i'm going to make you breakfast."

wonwoo's breathing came alive as he climbed out of dreamland into mingyu's voice. "mm..." was all he could manage, to let mingyu know he was awake. the younger smiled, combing once through wonwoo's recently dyed hair. since the stylists had taken care of it a day before, it was still silky smooth.

mingyu got up and headed back to the kitchen, choosing to make some pancakes for wonwoo. once he ensured he had whipped cream and syrup, he began measuring and pouring ingredients into a bowl. he only mixed it a little before getting the pan ready. he totally forgot where he put the oil.

"damn it," he cursed. "why do i have to be so forgetful?"

just as he closed a top cupboard door, wonwoo wandered into the kitchen looking a little dazed from sleep. mingyu couldn't help but make a face at wonwoo's sweater paw reaching out for the flour bag and focusing on the label like he was analysing it.

"wonu-hyung?" wonwoo tore his eyes away from the labelling to look mingyu in the eye, with that round, innocent and child-like look. mingyu felt himself crumble and stuttered over his words. wonwoo had been silent the whole time yet mingyu still felt like a whole mess in his presence.

"i- can you- uh- could you give me a hand with the pancake mix?"

mingyu almost regretted phrasing it like that. almost.

because jeon wonwoo waddled up to him, orange sweatshirt, black pants and all 180cm of him. mingyu took the short pause to look wonwoo in the eye in confusion, before the elder just... wriggled his hand into mingyu's.

mingyu malfunctioned.

he was a stuttering mess, trying to ask wonwoo what was going on while being overwhelmed with adoration, confusion and the need to laugh at the nonsensicality and embarrassment of it all.

"h-hyung...! hyung... oh my god..." mingyu squeezed wonwoo's hand lightly, "hyung, that was- you..." he sighed and chuckled, "you are so freaking cute, hyung but that's not... what i meant... oh my god."

wonwoo looked a little disappointed that he took something the wrong way. mingyu assured him with a little pat to his head and that made a smile pop back onto his face.

mingyu then handed wonwoo the plastic bowl with the whisk inside and the older held it like he didn't know what to do with it. mingyu was afraid wonwoo would get his thick sweater dirty, "ah, here."

he put the bowl on the island and grabbed an apron. wonwoo looked lost without the bowl. the apron mingyu grabbed had a loop for a head and two for arms. noticing this, wonwoo opened out his arms like he was asking for a hug from mingyu. the younger's brain short circuited and he had to pause for a second to do the right task.

after putting it on and tying it, wonwoo set off on whisking the pancake mix. he pressed himself against the island and hugged the bowl close to him to mix. after finally finding the oil, mingyu waited for the pan to heat up.

while waiting, he turned to check wonwoo's progress and his heart flipped many times. his wonu-hyung was so focused on his one whisking task, standing so cute in his bright orange sweater and brown apron. his tongue was poking out a little in concentration and mingyu found it incredibly endearing. he even managed to sneak a photo.

"hyung, if you're done you can come and give it to me and wait at the table?" mingyu asked. wonwoo indeed was done and he passed the bowl over.

mingyu beamed, "thank you, hyung." wonwoo gave a small smile, propped up his glasses and went out of the kitchen.

when everything was done, mingyu sat opposite wonwoo, watching him enjoy the quick meal. occasionally, wonwoo would offer a triangular piece of pancake that he had cut but mingyu would chuckle and refuse politely. many times. the younger did give in though, finally having the last triangle.

"can we go back to my room?" mingyu was stunned. wonwoo talked. and also said w-

"'we'?" mingyu asked, clearing the plates. wonwoo nodded, bouncing his legs. mingyu hummed and got out of his chair, eyebrows furrowing. with wonwoo following his movements like a cat, mingyu pulled wonwoo up and grabbed a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth from maple syrup and cream.

"put the plates in the sink with water first, hyung. also, wouldn't my room be better?"

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i didn't expect it to be so long i thought i would just write a drabble but nooo i thought too much >:( also maybe i'd write second part where they do the cuddle and they confess hmm thinking

26/5/21