The Manual 「mingyu」

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Softly, with mood, warmly, tightly hug her. Use it once a day, every day.

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"Jooyeon-ah, can you help me with the dishes?" he appeared from the kitchen with a pink rubbe glove fitting into his hand as she giggled and stood up from the couch.

"Yes, my wife." she giggled childishly, Mingyu himself shot a playful glare from being called a wife.

Trotting to the sink beside Mingyu, she put on the rubber gloves and picked a dirty plate with a sponge before scrubbing it.

"That was a heap lot of dishes, how much did we eat?" Jooyeon slumped onto the couch, staring at the ceiling, Mingyu following after.

"It's Friday, i cooked too much out of happiness." he answered whilst keeping his eye on the plain and dull ceiling.

She turned her head to his side, "Why?"

He finally turned too, "We don't have classes tomorrow."

She smiled and turned her attention to the ceiling again.

"You're right."

Silence filled the air comfortably.

"So," she spoke, catching his attention.

Turning her head to him again, she continued, "What are we doing tonight?"

He thought for a second before he turned his body to the side with his left arm propping his weight on the armrest, head resting on his propped arm.

"I don't know, what do you want to do?" he passed the question back at her.

Shaking her head, she answered, "Anything that's not stressing. I'm tired."

Mingyu raised a questioning look at her.

"Why, what happened?"

Jooyeon sighed heavily before she massaged her temple.

"We had a group activity this afternoon and unfortunately, i was paired up with a stuck up classmate who refused to do anything."

He waited for her to continue but it didn't seem like it and so he asked her to do so, "Then what did you do?"

Sighing again, she then took a pillow nearby and clutched onto it before buying half her face onto it, muffling her words.

"I finished everything myself."

Mingyu frowned and clicked his tongue.

"Jooyeon-ah, you could have told the professor and made him do something."

She lifted her face and looked apologetic, "I feel bad Mingyu, my classmate doesn't do well in that class. He always either barely passes or fails any work for that class. So i thought maybe I'll let him off this time."

Hus expression softened before he started smiling a little.

"You've always been this kind, haven't you?" he grinned as she pouted in silence, acknowledging it.

He chuckled before scooting closer to her and placed his hand on top of her head, ruffling her hair.

"That's just like you." he murmured before he saw her smile at him, eventually giving a thump at his poor heart.

Unable to resist her adorable smile and actions, he slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer before he snuggled onto the crook of her neck.

"Mingyu?" she questioned his affection.

He looked to her and grinned.

"A hug because you're exhausted. Now don't complain and just rest with me." he demanded as she giggled.

"You're being a little different." she responded.

The both of them pulled apart for some air.

"Does it matter?" he questioned before she shook her head.

"No, I like this."

He smiled before opening his arms proudly and she then gently wrapped her arms around him and he does the same, narrowing the gap in between them.

"Mingyu?"

"Hm?"

"Are we staying like this for the whole night?"

"Do you want to?"

"..."

"Is that a no?"

She paused for a second.

"Can I go grab a blanket for us?"

He chuckled before peeling away from the warm and fuzzy hug, fingers intertwined with hers.

"Come on, let's do something else."

She grinned as a response.

"Sleep?"

He stopped and bit his lips.

"I was gonna say watch a movie in my room but-"

"No- a movie sounds great. Let's go!" she stood up and pulled him to his room as he chuckled at her adorable personality, wanting to hug her again.