Butterflies | Chan ✓

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Third Person
Pov

"Are we starting now, hm Mr Lee?"

The redhead grabbed Minho's shirt the minute she stumbled into his apartment, pulling him unbelievably close to her flushed body, but all her antics had no effect on the brunet. He lightly shoved the younger away from him, trudging to the kitchen. If anything he craved alcohol at that very moment, over what she had to offer.

"So we're drinking first, that's cute," She yanked the can away from him hand, leaving Minho genuinely perplexed.

"I didn't tell you to take that," he huffed.

"Go get another one," The redhead scoffed, chugging down the beer she snatched from the taller. Minho watched as she raked through his apartment, toying with everything she could get a fingers on.

The brunet sighed, going after her as she walked into his room. "Will you stay still, hm, just for a bit?" he commented archly, his arms crossed.

"Lighten up a little bit, Mr," She grabbed the hem of her crop, taking it off in one go. The redhead tossed her top aside, sliding into one of Minho's shirt. "You're no fun," she smiled, pleased with how comfortable his shirt felt on her. The younger hugged herself tightly, swirling. "This feels so comfortable, I love you," she beamed, quickly addicted to how his apartment smelled like mild strawberry and a hint of vanilla.

"You don't ask for anything, do you?"

"What yours is mine?" She went through his desk, sliding a ring through her finger, her eyes still burning with curiosity, just like it always did, ever since he walked out with her. Everything fascinated her, even down to the smallest streetlight. "Isn't that right, master?"

"You can just call me Minho," The brunet grabbed her wrist, pulling her out of his room. When they got out, he instantaneously spotted Jisung rummaging through his fridge, raiding any snacks he had left in there. "Knocking? You don't own this place, you know?"

"Shut up, Hyung," Jisung groaned, plopping down on the couch. "Hi Hyung's new girlfriend, how long will this one last?" he averted his gaze to Minho's enraged face. He had to deal with a jittery redhead and now Jisung.

"You never said we would be having a threesome," the shorter mused. "He's really cute though," she leaned closer to Jisung, lifting his chin up with a finger. "What's your name, cutie?"

"I. . . I'm Han, Han Jisung," The black haired gulped, moving away from her, his face crimson. "You're really pretty noona."

Minho face palmed, pulling her away from his dumb friend by the collar. "You're older than her, Han," He held her in place. "Han this is Yuna, Yuna, Han. I bought her."

"Nice to meet you, Yuna- wait, you bought a human?" Jisung panicked, grabbing Minho's shirt. "What if you get arrested? Who's going to tell me dirty jokes? And teach me how to flirt? What will Channie Hyung say?"

Yuna cooed at the panicking black haired. "He's adorable, can we keep him, Minnie?"

"This is not a family and we're not adopting a pet," Minho sighed, smacking some sense into Jisung. "Clearly her former owner just wanted to get rid of her quickly, so he gave her off without papers or anything, so there's no evidence to incriminate me."

"It's still very dangerous," Jisung sighed. "Why would you do that?"

Minho turned to the redhead smiling, he cupped her cheeks, forcing her to look at him. "Cause I need her to report someone."

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