A blissful Saturday passes by as the cool wind flows into your living room through the open window while the smell of chocolate and butter fills the surrounding air, or maybe the whole flat smells the same. Your boyfriends make themselves busy in the kitchen with their beginner grade cooking skills while you are hooked onto finishing this one project file, which is due on the Monday morning.
Eventually, you give up having no more energy to go on and lie down on the couch as you curl your up legs and place a hand underneath your head. You soon find yourself falling down the rabbit hole of dreams until a pair of hands lift you up gently in bridal style. They smelled like strawberries, as if they had poured strawberry milk onto themselves. You are then placed onto a mattress which smells like your bed. You open your eyes to a worried Mingi. He has a pink apron tied onto his waist with printed strawberries, as he stands in front of you.
"We've told you before not to sleep on the couch." he huffs, placing his hands on his waist. "You could have sprained your neck again." His voice is soft, even when he is scolding you. You rather coo at the sight as he worries more about you.
"Sorry" you mumble between your breaths, as the soft blanket pulls you back into the realm of dreams. He leans forward, dipping in the bed a little to place a warm kiss on your forehead, and then switches off the lights, leaving only the bed lamp on. You watch him disappear from the room as your eyes feel heavy and eventually shut.
The ringing of your phone in the other room wakes you up. It is followed by Mingi speaking a bit harshly with the caller. "They are busy right now. You can tell me whatever you want to, or you can call them later."
You get worried it might be your boss calling as you had saved her number as 'senior witch' and true to worries it is indeed your boss when you see the caller's name after snatching the phone from Mingi. Pushing him aside, you shush him, whispering 'it's my boss' and he gets more worried as every second passes by with Yunho helping him stand still. Still predicting all possible outcomes, you apologise to your boss about Mingi's rude behaviour.
Surprisingly, she's very cool with it and reassures you it's okay and also asks you to bring him to her office once. Her next sentence leaves you out of breath and stunned. She informs you about your business trip to the states this coming Monday and asks you to enjoy it with your Boyfriend, but you correct her, saying it's two of them. You could sense her smirk through the phone as she says, "double the fun, I guess, then." your cheeks heat up at her remark as you hurry to say your regards and end the call.
Turning around, you breathe an air of relief and sit on the couch. Mingi approaches you with Yunho tailing behind as they ask what you both went through on the call, and you give them a sweet smile. The twins share a confused expression and a few glances. You pat at the space beside you, and they sit like little kids with hands still intertwined. Devoting you all of their attention, they look at you with starry eyes, thinking you ended up in trouble cuz of them. "Don't be scared, my love." Their expressions lighten at the sentence. " I wasn't fired, but I'm scared we might have to pack up later."
"Why?" both of them ask in unison.
"We're flying to the states for some business, but we can have a little vacay of 1 week." They both cheer hugging each other then hug you, as you fall back on the couch because of their weight.
"Let's get some rest first." Yunho suggests. You assume they must have been tired from whatever the pair were doing in the kitchen as you worked. Mingi agrees, picking you up again in his arms, then carries you to the bedroom. The other giant giggles, accusing the shortest of 'just showing off arm strength', and he ends up getting all red. The giants decide on sandwiching you, and honestly you can't complain as you are bathed in the heavenly scents of strawberry and chocolate.
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