unconditionally • yunhwa [COMPLETED]

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Hi everyone. It's Minho here. Author said I could have my own part, so here we are.

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It was 7am when the alarm rang, a hand stretching out from beneath the covers to knock it off the bedside table, where it didn't cease its awful, shrill screeching. Sighing, Minho sat up in bed and leaned over to pick the alarm clock off the floor. Still not fully awake, he placed the clock back on the table, before turning and patting the covers next to him. "Sungsung, it's time to get up." There wasn't any response.

He tried again, wondering when did Jisung get so flat. When his brain started functioning did he realise that he had been trying to slap awake a bed for the last minute. "Where'd he go?" He wondered aloud.

Unbothered in taking off his sleeping socks, he shoved his feet into a cute pair of fluffy cat slippers and headed into the corridor, something furry brushing against his legs immediately. "Meow~"

"Good morning Doongie. Did you see where your other siblings went?" "Meow." "I'll take that as a no. Come on, let's find them so we can have breakfast." He picked up the cat, cuddling it for warmth as he shuffled into the living room. The other two cats were sitting on the kitchen floor, next to Jisung's feet, meowing to gain his attention.

"You traitors. Come, Soonie, Dori."

Hearing their names, both cat's ears perked up, but their attention was still drawn to the breakfast Jisung was making. The human, however, did turn around. "Good morning, baby."

"Morning, Sungsung. Now come here, you little shits."

Clearly not appreciating being called 'little shits', the two cats stayed with their butts planted to the floor, their line of sight unwavering.

"Come and I'll get your food." That got their attention. Minho tramped back into the hall, the two cats trailing after him, and opened the bag of cat food from the small cabinet. He spooned a fair amount of kibble into each of their bowls, before leaving them to their breakfast and heading back outside. "Sungie, you know you don't have to do this, it's too much."

"Hey, it's fine, you know I enjoy doing it, especially if it's for my baby."

Minho strode over and hugged him from behind. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" "You stole my heart, that's what. Now, if you really wanna repay me, you could always give me a kiss."

"Right now?" "Yeah, unless you don't want to." "Of course I want to!"

Minho puckered his lips and pecked his lover once on the cheek. "Dang, I thought you were gonna go for the lips." "You're cooking," the older reprimanded, "I don't want to distract you."

"You distract me the instant you enter the room, baby."

"Ugh, stop with the cheesy lines, Sung. I already know you love me." "If you say so baby."

Five minutes later, the couple were sat across each other at the partition dividing the kitchen and living room. "How's the food?" Jisung enquired nervously, swinging left and right on the high swivel barstool. "It's good, although the bacon's a little burned." "Oh, in that case, you can have mine. This one isn't burned."

"No, it's alright. Everything you cook is delicious, Sungie. No matter if it's burned or undercooked." "Awwwww, baby."

Their breakfast continued in a similar fashion, the two exchanging compliments or sharing what they were doing later. "Speaking of which, Yeosang texted me yesterday night, saying that he had to go overseas for some important conference. I'll me manning the shop on my own. You're free to come over any time you want, Sungie." "You bet I will."