bottom minho one Shots

II

Top bang chan
Bottom Minho
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The sound of the bedroom door creaking open wakes minho up from his afternoon nap. He slowly rolls over in his bed and grips his teddy bear tightly in the crook of his arm, blinking rapidly to clear his vision and see who has entered the room.

"Hello, min."

Chan's soft voice breaks through the silence. His silhouette slowly approaches and he turns on the bedside lamp.

"Did my favourite doll have a nice nap?"

"Yes, master,"

Minho replies, still a bit drowsy, nestling into his pillow and looking up at Chan's kind face. He considers pushing the covers off and sitting up to greet him with a kiss, but he knows his master will want to do that himself, so he stays put.

"It's time to get up now, baby,"

Chan says, promptly pulling the sheets away from minho and guiding him by the shoulders to sit up straight. His hair is messy and his adorable purple sailboat pajamas have a few buttons undone, exposing parts of his chest. Even with a bedhead, minho is such a cute little doll.

"It's playtime, your master wants to have fun with you."

"Playtime?"

"Yes, baby."

The gears in minho's head begin to turn as his sleepiness withers away at the mention of playing with his master. It was one of his favourite things to do after a nap, it helps him stay energized and it keeps chan happy.

"What are we doing for playtime today, master?"

he asks, smiling sweetly.

Chan carefully moves minho's legs to dangle over the edge of the bed and holds him by the chin, tilting his head up to look him right in the eyes.

"You'll see, little doll,"

Chan says.

"First, I need to dress you up. Are you ready to go?"

Minho nods "Yes, master."

In one swift movement, Chan lifts minho into his arms, carrying him bridal style out of his room and down the hall until they reach the 'playroom'

Chan places minho on the edge of the king-sized bed, pressing a kiss to his forehead before tapping him twice on his shoulders, the signal to raise his arms up. Minho obeys and giggles as Chan peels his pajama top off over his head, not bothering to undo the buttons. Chan taps his thighs gently and Minho lifts his hips up slightly, his master's slow hands pulling his bottoms and briefs down his legs, leaving him bare.

"You're so pretty when you're naked,"

Chan says, stepping back and admiring his doll's body. Minho followed the gaze of his dark brown eyes as they roved up and down, studying him.

"I'd love to play with you just like this, but I have something special for you to wear today. Stay put."

Minho's face may be pink with coyness, but his heart flutters with excitement as Chan walks over to the dresser and takes out a neatly folded bundle of clothes from one of the drawers. "This is for you, min," he says, standing in front of him again.

"What is it, master?" minho looks at the clothes in Chan's hands, a cute bundle of baby pink . It's hard for him to make out what it could be.

"Be patient, doll," Chan tuts.

"I need to put it on you first. You're gonna look so cute." he continued.

A surprise playtime outfit? This was going to be interesting. The joints in minho's legs relax when Chan sinks down to his knees and lifts them up. He watches as he unfolds a few items from the bundle, a pair of white kneesocks and baby pink slippers. He slides them on with care, looking up at him attentively. The material is soft against minho's skin and he wiggles his toes in the slippers to get a feel for them.