summary: the youngest (maknae) of Stray Kids, jeongin, a.k.a I.N, playfully flirts with Minho, taking him by surprise every time, until one day, Minho decides to flirt back:
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1. The first move
It was a relaxed day in the practice room. The members were scattered around, some stretching, some scrolling on their phones. jeongin noticed Minho sitting off to the side, watching something on his phone. jeongin sidled over, leaned in a little too close, and said with a playful smile, “Hyung, you look way too good today. Are you doing this on purpose?”
Minho looked up, startled, and blinked a few times before he mumbled, “W-What are you talking about?”
With a grin, jeongin just winked, then casually walked away, leaving Minho staring after him, totally confused.
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2. The subtle compliment
During a lunch break, everyone was busy with their food, laughing and chatting. jeongin looked at Minho and quietly said, “Hyung, your hair looks amazing today. You look like you just walked out of a photoshoot.”
Minho looked up mid-bite, his cheeks turning slightly pink. “Why are you… are you messing with me?”
jeongin just shrugged, smiling innocently. “Just speaking the truth, Minho-hyung.” He went back to eating, but Minho kept glancing at him, trying to figure out what jeongin was up to.
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3. The unexpected hug
In the middle of a practice session, jeongin noticed that Minho looked a bit tired. While Minho took a break, jeongin approached him and wrapped his arms around his shoulders from behind, resting his chin on Minho’s shoulder. “Hyung, don’t you think we’d make a great team?” he whispered.
Minho jumped slightly, completely taken off guard. “Yah, what are you doing? Get off!” he protested, his face turning red. But jeongin just laughed and let go, walking away with a satisfied smirk.
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4. The back and forth
One evening after a long day, the group was relaxing in the dorms, and jeongin leaned against the couch where Minho was seated. With a playful glint in his eye, jeongin said, “You know, hyung, I think you’d look even better if you smiled a little more.”
Minho looked at him, and after a moment, he smirked back. “Oh, really? Maybe I should smile only for you, then,” he teased.
It was jeongin’s turn to be caught off guard. His usual composure slipped, and he stammered, “W-Well… I mean… if you want to…”
The members burst out laughing, teasing jeongin for finally getting a taste of his own medicine. Minho just grinned, feeling like he’d won that round.
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5. The close encounter
It was late after practice, and Minho was the last one gathering his things when he felt a presence behind him. Turning, he found Jeongin standing a little too close, a mischievous glint in his eye. Jeongin’s voice dropped to a softer, deeper tone.
“Hyung,” he said, his gaze lingering on Minho, “you’re looking dangerously good tonight. You keep staying back like this, and I might start thinking you’re waiting for me.”
Minho’s face turned red, his heartbeat quickening. “Yah, what… what are you saying?” He stepped back, stumbling slightly, only to realize Jeongin hadn’t moved an inch, his eyes locked onto Minho with a look that made it hard for Minho to meet his gaze.
“Just something to think about, hyung.” Jeongin gave him one last, intense look before walking away, leaving Minho staring after him, completely flustered.
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6. The low whisper
The next day, during a shoot break, Minho found himself sitting on the edge of the set, and once again, Jeongin appeared beside him, this time leaning in so close that Minho could feel his breath.
“Hyung,” Jeongin murmured, his voice almost a whisper, “have you noticed how good you smell today?”
Minho swallowed hard, his pulse racing as he tried to laugh it off. “Yah, are you teasing me again?”
Jeongin gave him a slow, lingering look. “Maybe… but I don’t know, hyung. Sometimes I think you like it when I do.” He leaned back, watching the slight shock on Minho’s face with a smirk.
Minho, flustered, cleared his throat and looked away, struggling to keep his cool.
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7. The soft touch
During a dance practice, Jeongin’s teasing took a new turn. While everyone was focusing on choreography, he casually stepped up behind Minho, placing a hand on his lower back, helping to guide his movement. It was a small, innocent touch, but his fingers lingered just a little longer than necessary.
Minho’s breath caught, and he glanced over his shoulder. Jeongin smirked, not moving his hand, meeting Minho’s eyes. “See, hyung, doesn’t it feel good when I help you out like this?”
Minho’s face flushed, and he quickly stepped forward, trying to shake off the warm shiver that ran down his spine. But he couldn’t deny the way his heart was racing from that simple, lingering touch.
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8. The final Push
One night, the two of them were alone in the dorm kitchen, everyone else asleep. Jeongin leaned casually against the counter, watching Minho intently as he prepared some food.
After a moment, Jeongin broke the silence. “Hyung,” he said, his voice low and serious, “why do you always pull away when I get close?”
Minho froze, his face warming. “Jeongin… I…”
Jeongin stepped closer, until there was barely any space between them. “Don’t you know? You’re the only one I like teasing this way.” His voice was soft, intimate, his eyes fixed on Minho’s.
For once, Minho didn’t pull back. Instead, he looked Jeongin in the eyes and smirked, regaining his composure. “Then maybe you should be careful, Jeongin,” he replied, his tone just as low, “because one day, I might not pull away.”
Jeongin blinked, momentarily stunned, his face flushing for the first time. But as Minho walked away, Jeongin’s smile returned, a new excitement in his gaze. Their game had just reached a new level.
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