minsung oneshots

sleepover

🎀

han has known minho all his life and they always had sleepovers, almost everyweek.

so this week wasnt different, han was 18 and minho 20. han was spending the night with minho while his parents left the house.

minho suggested a sleepover and han couldnt refuse so now he was sitting in his bed, filling his cheeks with popcorn.

minhos eyes traveled around the tv anticipating what was next and smiled as han screamed.

"scaredy-cat, i bet soon isnt even scared of this." minho said.

"hes a cat!!" han retorted.

"so what?!" minho scoffed facing han.

"he can barely focus on one thing before something else grabs his attention." han said.

"are you dissing my cat."

"no!"

"sounds like it." minho said raising a brow.

"moron." han said rolling his eyes.

minho gasped and snatched the bowl away.

"hey!" han said facing him.

"dont hey me! respect your elders." minho said.

han scowled and he crossed his arms facing the tv.

"fucking dick.." han mumbled.

"ah! dont make me tell your parents." minho said.

"ugh." han groaned.

minho giggled and grabbed his slurpee from the counter, he doesnt get why han mixes all the flavors its overwhelming.

han eyed minho then looked at the movie.

"dont look! you are a child." minho said covering his eyes.

"i am not!" han shot back.

"you are eighteen, you are a child." minho smiled.

"my birthdays in like— two days! i am not!" han said.

"two days, you are a child." minho said glancing to the tv.

"oh damn they are really getting it." minho said.

"I CAN HEAR."

"whoops."

after that han was determined to beat him in arm wrestle.

"what the hell?!" han huffed as he was beaten for the 10th time.

"i told you im better." minho grinned.

"no way, im so better you dont even know." han said using his other arm.

minho intertwined his hand with hans then they started.

"man fuck you." han huffed as he lost for the 11th time.

"language." minho said raising a brow.