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𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱 66: 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩

Minho was sitting on the couch, his eyes darted on the ceiling.

Han was resting his head on Minho's shoulder, his eyes fixated on their intertwined hands that had been placed gently on the elder's thigh.

Although it was silence, both of them were thinking about the same thing: the kiss. What began as a soft touch between their lips soon developed into a hungry kiss, their tongues clashing against each other and hands on the other's body in hopes of finding out more. After their shared kiss, they hugged; it wasn't anything more than a simple, innocent and reassuring hug. They could feel each other's hearts beating, slowing down at a steady pace as Han nuzzled into the crook of Minho's neck and Minho rubbed his finger against the younger's soft hair. It didn't take too long for their hearts to synchronize, feeling like they were dancing against their pressed chests in tandem.

Nothing could have made the moment more remarkable: being kissed by the person you have feelings for on a cold night on top of a tall city building was definitely one of Han's dreams, fantasies that he never thought could become real. Yet, there he was, in Minho's arms which seemed to shoo away all the cold that numbed his fingers, his heartbeat proof that everything was real and not something made up.

Silence was engulfing them, their bubble still present. Despite Han's worries when it came to popping the bubble, the two somehow managed to get maintain it even inside. Without even thinking too much or even letting go of their hands go, Han guided Minho's through the dimly lit building to the lounge that he'd usually find himself spending time with his two other friends.

The room looked familiar to Minho, but he couldn't exactly remember why at first. Only after Han had turned on the lights, it finally clicked in Minho's couch; he could now remember talking to the squirrel like boy almost three weeks ago, when he sealed the deal.

It was impulsive, Minho concluded, finally putting an end to all his thoughts surrounding the action. It's better this way, he added with a slight smile.

Han felt the cheek of the older male move slightly as it was pressed against his hair. "What are you thinking about?" Han asked softly, hardly above a whisper.

Minho hummed. "Our talk here."

Han's eyebrows furrowed. "Wait, which one?" he asked a bit thrown off.

"When I told you that you'd be my bodyguard."

The younger's face lit up in delight. "Ah, that one!" he exclaimed, his eyes still gazing upon their warm hands. "Though, what exactly were you thinking about it? If I remember correctly, nothing much happened back then..."

Minho chuckled and shook his head. "You got stuck with me after that point."

"I don't mind."

The teasing side in Minho decided to make an appearance. "You don't? Then, how do you feel about it Hannie?" he asked in a teasing voice.

The younger blushed, and tried to hide in Minho's neck, Han's soft breaths tickling his neck. Lee Know did feel a bit amused at the way that Han reacted, but his heart was melting away more and more with each fan of hot breath crashing against his skin. Goosebumps were raising and disappearing in a matter of seconds, thus Minho observing the power that Han Jisung had over him.

"I l-like it" Han muttered under his breath, his eyes closed shut.

Minho cooed at the words and sank further in the couch, his grip on the younger's hands tightening slightly, resulting in Han's hands answering in the same manner. The older smiled and sighed happily, realizing that it had been a while since he last felt like this.