"just because they are ahead doesn't mean that they are first, baby." - lee minho.
a collection of random stray kids one-shots by yours truly. dm me for requests!
a/n: guys it's way too late to be writing or posting right now, but here we are!!!
this is slightly based on a conversation i had with minho on character.ai LMAO so please excuse that shitty plot. for context: it's exam season and i should be studying, but i loved this idea so much i just had to write about it.
i beg you: please ignore the shitty plot and chaos and my random commentary through out this. this one-shot is so unlike my writing style and it's all over the place (you'll be laughing one minute and crying the next), but i think it's cute.
enjoy, babe, and make sure you're getting enough rest!
xoxo <3
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"have you seen my hoodie?" minho asked, wandering to his girlfriend, sprawled out on the couch across the mirrors in the dance practice room. his face was sweaty even after wiping it down, and his hair looked like he had showered.
sometimes, miok wondered how she pulled him.
"i swear i put it on the—" minho stopped abruptly and pointed at her. "yah! isn't that my sweater?"
it was, indeed, his sweater. it was one of the many sweaters gucci had gifted him after a photoshoot, and since miok was cold minho wasn't using it... well, she did what any girl had to do. she put it on (for safekeeping, of course).
"i can't believe you sometimes," minho muttered, a chuckle escaping him.
the girl sat up straight, crossing her arms across her chest. "what?" she asked defensively. "your hoodies smell nice."
wait. she wasn't supposed to say that.
"yeah, well..." he trailed off, trying to find a way to banter with her as they often did. "you took it without my permission."
"yah!" she yelled indignantly. she was probably trying to look angry, but she looked adorably irresistible sitting in his oversized sweater. "you steal my kisses all the time! this is no different."
he cocked an eyebrow at her. "'kisses'?" he repeats. "you call those pecks 'kisses'?" he stepped closer to her; so close her all her senses were clouded by him.
thankfully, miok was a strong soldier. "of course," she told him with a straight face.
his next actions were so smooth she barely caught them. his hand was under her jaw and he had pulled her closer to himself, scanning her face with affection. "you are so cute," minho told her in english.
she booped his nose. "your english is adorable," she told him, making him giggle. she gasped dramatically at the sound, and he hissed at her like a cat.
"shut up," he muttered, letting his hand slip away from her jaw. he sat next to her on the couch, exhausted from dance practice. "come, sit," he said subconsciously, almost out of habit.
