COINCIDENCE [KPFF]

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Everyone was peacefully sleeping, not even noticing the faint moans and whines coming from upstairs. The noises were obviously silenced by the owner of those as he didn't wanna wake anyone up.

And, most importantly, they had forgotten about one small thing, Seungmin and Changbin.

Next morning cuz am lazy~

Jisung woke up from his dream land, going to stretch his limbs to wake them up too when he noticed something. He was in someone's hands.

The boy turned his body a little to see the owner of the hands that were wrapped around his waist and it was none other than Minho, the hot, pretty, handsome, breathtaking, savage, selfish and bitchy king himself.

Everything from yesterday night came flying to the squirrel which made him blush bright red from just thinking about it. Those moments were too sudden for him (for me too lol).

He wanted to play with the older's hair, but kept himself from doing so. He didn't want to wake him up. The both had been up real late, because of their long conversation.

Minho had teased the younger a lot and even made attempts to kiss and mark the poor squirrel, but all the attempts went in vain. From yesterday night, Jisung had come to know more about his hyung.

He came to know that Hyunjin and him were actually friends since childhood. Their parents had been friends since their early adulthood which led the two to be the best of friends.

The rest, instead of Felix and maybe Jisung himself, didn't know about the older as Hyunjin wouldn't talk about Minho much, however they had met the boy in their childhood. But they didn't remember him much as they had only met a few times.

Minho and Hyunjin separated as the older had shifted to another place in Korea for his parents' business needs. But they still kept touch by calling each other, although the older couldn't visit the younger.

Jisung was fully lost in the mind blowing features of Minho's face when the older woke up from his dream land too.

Minho smiled at the younger. Oh, how beautiful he was to his eyes. How the sparkles in his eyes represented the stars. How his cheeks resembled those of a squirrel's. How that gummy, angelic smile of his would take Minho's breath away and make his heart flutter and make his stomach ache from happiness and make him smile too.

Jisung was like a valuable treasure, an irreplaceable gemstone of his life now, and he would do anything to keep it safe, to keep him safe.

Jisung blushed and lowered his gaze to his fingers which were on Minho's chest. Then he realized. Minho slept without a shirt. Always.

The younger yelped and unexpectedly fell of the bed from rolling on the bed from too much shock and gay panicking. This made Minho laugh out loud.

Jisung quickly stood up and brushed off the invisible dirt off of his back and butt, afterwards running away from the embarrassment. As soon as he got out, he heard a scream from the room in front of him and in a flash, the door was flung open by Seungmin.