𝒀𝒆𝒔 𝑻𝒐 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 || 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑔

Chapter 7

The next day, Straykids had a break, which they did not have for more than 2 weeks. Han woke up first, in Minho's bed. He decided to stay here a little longer as he noticed his friend's beautiful yet messy resting face. Han sighed, he placed his hand on the boy's waist. "You're gorgeous." He whispered. "But what are we ? What does it mean?" He thought.

After all, he's right, they are nothing more than close friends. Yes, they kissed but it was for absolutely no reason. Just for fun. Han definitely accepted the fact that he might be in love with Minho, but what if it was only one sided ? He refused to give himself fake hopes even more with a man in the kpop industry. Han knew nothing about his sexuality and refused to label it. Also, being in love with his best friend, who he had to spend time with 24/7 would be horrible if things went wrong. He stared at him, strongly believing that nothing would happen between them more than just fun kisses and hugs. An idea came in his mind. If they couldn't be together as a couple, why couldn't they be some sort of friends with benefits ? After all it started well. But deep inside, Han wanted to be Minho's boyfriend. Eventually, he closed his eyes again, trying to run away from his thoughts, he did not succeed. He kept overthinking until Minho woke up and pulled him close.

They shared an eye contact in the bright darkness. "Hi." Minho's deep voice echoed. "Hi." Han replied. The elder somehow hesitated to kiss the boy but chuckled it away, being flustered. They pressed their bodies together in a warm cuddle.

"Why did I get butterflies when you chuckled ?" Han questioned, feeling his cheeks becoming peach pink.

"That's adorable Han Ji." He smirked.

"To be honest, it's not the first time that you give me butterflies." Han admitted.

"Oh-" The elder was surprised, knowing this made him feel as if he was floating. He couldn't help but smile, containing himself from screaming out of joy.

Han kept going. He needed to get this off his chest. "Well, I sometimes give myself butterflies thinking about you."

Minho tightened the cuddle, he curled his toes, pressed his eyes shut, about to explode from a cuteness overload.

"Ugh, why am I even telling you that."

"It's fine. I like it. I like it very much." Minho spoke softly in his friend's neck. If they were facing each other, Han would've noticed the boy's sparkly eyes. The elder breathed in his friend's comforting perfume. Weird as it could be, his muscles relaxed everytime he had the chance to smell Han's natural perfume. And so did the youngest, he was just less obvious about it.

"We should get up and eat breakfast before falling asleep again." Han stretched before sitting up in a yawn. Of course, it made the other yawn too. They giggled, looking in each other's direction.

"You're so pretty with a messy face." Han pointed out. "It makes me want to kiss you again." The youngest looked away, running his hand through his hair.

Minho hid his face with a pillow. "Shut up Han." His voice was suddenly high pitched.

"Ugh baby, you're supposed to be used to it now ! Why are you so flustered ?"

"Because this time you gave ME butterflies."

Han couldn't help but chuckle. "Let's stop flirting here 'cause I'm getting weak." He stood up, walking to the door. "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Okay." Minho answered. He also got up and completely opened the curtains, allowing the sun to flood the room. His eyes had to adjust to the sudden bright light before heading to his closet in order to grab his clothes for the day. He sat on his bed, waiting for Han to get out of the bathroom. Minho sighed, looking down at the floor. "We have always been flirty together but not that much. We kissed. We kissed!!" He thought. "His lips felt so good on mine, but it also felt... Illegal? It's stupid but I felt like committing a crime by kissing my boy best friend somehow. I don't even know if he's gay or anything."