Agreement | 2Min

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A/N: because I love you guys so much, I risked my job and wrote another chapter during work hours. 🥸

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~ Third Pov.

It was already 10:00 p.m. by now and the group had started talking in the meantime, since the movie had already ended a long time ago and no one had really paid attention anymore.

"Can you finally get off that stupid beanbag?!" Complained Jisung, who was trying to get Hyunjin off of it.

Horrified, the blond-haired one looked at the younger one, unable to believe that this little squirrel wanted the whole place to himself.
"If you push me down one more time, then-"

"Then what?" Challengingly, Jisung looked at the older one, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Then I'll stuff your squirrel cheeks!" Hyunjin hissed, meanwhile trying to crawl back onto the beanbag the younger claimed just for himself.
"Try it." Jisung stuck his tongue out at the blond-haired one, preventing Hyunjin from getting back on the beanbag.

"You guys are worse than kids." Annoyed, Chan rolled his eyes, slowly unable to take the silly bitching of his two "sons" anymore.

"Get a room already and make out." playfully annoyed, Felix rolled his eyes, conceding a disgusted look from Jisung and a horrified one from Hyunjin in return.

"What?" ignorantly, Felix shrugged, grinning.

"We all know you like each other," Minho teased his two friends.

"We don't!" The two yelled in sync in Minho's face, Jisung throwing a chip out of the chips bag after him.

Skillfully, Minho dodged and ducked before the chip could hit him.

Seungmin was struggling to keep from falling asleep at any moment during all the drama around him. Every now and then the brown-haired boy nodded off, waking right back up when he threatened to topple over to the side.

Unfortunately, the younger one had no place to lean on, as the sofa back was too low and he definitely didn't want to lean on Minho's shoulder.

So he tried not to fall asleep the rest of the time.

Chan tapped Minho on the shoulder, noticing that Seungmin was having trouble staying awake.

Somewhat confused, the black-haired man looked into the eyes of Chan, who inconspicuously pointed past Minho to Seungmin.

Immediately, Minho averted his gaze and then looked over at the younger boy, who had half his eyes closed, yawning a little now and then.

For a moment Minho pondered what to do, until he simply grasped Seungmin's head with his left arm and a short hand later, placed it on his shoulder for the younger to lean against.

Somewhat surprised, Seungmin's eyes widened, about to lift his head when Minho pushed it back down, his hand still placed on Seungmin's head.
"You can sleep when you're tired." Whispered the older gently, stroking Seungmin's brown hair lovingly.

Immediately, the younger's heart began to beat faster and he looked at the black television screen, a little taken off guard.

Felix noticed the little cuddle scene as he looked over at Minho and Seungmin.