Groan [Minsung] ✓

Chapter 2

[Three days later]

Even now, Jisung still has not figured out the owner of that beautiful groan yet. The only thing he got from that night was a scold from the leader.

Yes, he finally gave in and admitted to Changbin and Felix that he was the one leaving the swelling ramyeon inside the pot in the kitchen which then accidentally made the leader being panicked the first thing he arrived at the dorm.

[Flashback]

"Why did you leave it like that, though?" Was what Chan asked as soon as the squirrel like boy apologized.

"No reason." He rubbed his neck nervously, eyes avoided the older's.

Sensing the rapper's nervousness, he softly sighed. "Fine. Just... don't ever do that again, okay?"

The rapper nodded, uttered a small "okay" afterward. "But hyung..."

"Yeah?"

"You just arrived home at 6, right?"

The latter furrowed his eyebrows. "Yeah. Why?"

"Nothing." He sheepishly grinned then walked away.

[Flashback ended]

"So Hyunjin, Seungmin, Channie hyung are safe. It can't be Innie. He's still a baby. Or Lixie. Bet his voice would be so deep." He blushed briefly imagining the last sentence. "Then that means it was either Changbin hyung or Minho hyung."

"What about me?"

The younger jolted, let out a startled yelp. "Ah hyung! You scared me!"

The latter just snickered before climbing up the stairs and lying his body next to the rapper's. The bunk bed creaked a little at the movement.

"Why are you here, hyung?"

"I can't?" He grinned when Jisung did not say a single word in return. If anything, the rapper let him to engulf his smaller frame like usual; hand over the waist, leg tangled with the other.

Honestly speaking, Minho hated skinskip in general, but Jisung was an exception. He would in fact go to the younger's room and cuddle him. The squirrel, of course, paid no mind as he loved hugs (and kisses).

"What did you say my name earlier?"

"H-huh? What are you talking about? You must be hallucinating, hyung."

The older just mockingly nodded. The playful lopsided grin never left his lips.

"Why are you suddenly being quiet now?" He tightened the grip around the petite waist, bringing the owner physically closer than they already have.

"I-I was just thinking!" He turned his gaze from the ceiling. The view of the wall next to him suddenly looked way more interesting at the moment.

Minho slightly hovered over the flustered boy, smirking seeing his effect on the latter. "Thinking about what?"

"Mmh~ n-nothing." His body flinched even at the mere touch from the dancer's fingertips on his skin.

"Lies. Good boys don't tell lies, Han-ah."