You ~ Minsung & Chanlix

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I shot up from my bed and ran over to him. He stopped his actions and looked at me, confused.

"What the hell is this?" I asked while carefully poking his wound.

He hissed in pain and jumped away from me.

I grabbed his arm and led him over to my bed. I sat him down on the edge of my bed and moved over to the bathroom to brab a medical kit.

I placed the kit on my bed and sat down on my knees behind Minho. I grabbed a bottle of wound cleanser. I pored some of the liquid onto a piece of fabric and slowly patted it onto Minho's wound, earning several groans.

Once the wound was clean I carefully stitched it up and placed a band aid over the area.

Minho's body had started sweating and shaking from the pain. I moved to the front of him, seing his painful expression.

I moved over to him and took his face into my hands. He looked up at me and gave me a weak smile.

He grabbed my hands and lowered them from his face. Instead of letting my hands go he intertwined out fingers. His touch felt perfect. So gentle, yet secure and reassuring.

I saw an opportunity to play with him a bit, and quickly sat down on his lap with one leg on each side of his waist.

He looked quite taken aback, but in a positive way. He let go of my hands and grabbed my waist to pull me closer.

I reached out my arms and rested them on his shoulders, carefully not to hurt him.

"Thank you" He sweetly said.

I smiled at him.

"No problem, love" I said, while smirking.

I saw him blushing at the pet name. He looked so darn cute while blushing and acting all shy.

I bent down and kissed his forehead. He smiled at me before attacking my lips in a kiss. This one was more rough. He instantly started moving his lips against mine while suckling and biting my bottom lip a bit.

I responded to his rough actions by bringing my hands I to his hair and balling by fists a bit, tugging on his hair. His hands traveled from my waist to my stomach, tracing every line of my abs.

His touch felt angelic and I could never get enough. I felt like I was soaring through the sky. Like Minho was the wind carrying me and keeping me from falling.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by hearing another voice from inside the room.

"Hey, Ji have you seen MI-WAAH!"

Minho pushed me away and we both turned our heads to the side, spotting the source of the sound.

Felix was standing in the doorway, looking at us with wide eyes and a disgusted look on his face.

He kept his eyes on us for a moment before he ran away, while screaming like a little girl.

3.person pov.

Minho threw Jisung off his body, and quickly threw on his hoodie. Jisung followed his example and they both quickly exited the room, running after the Aussie.

They caught up to Felix once they entered the living room. He was crawling into a ball on the couch, screaming into a pillow.

Minho ran up to him and threw the pillow out of his brother's hands, hitting Jisung in the face. Minho tried to cover up Felix's mouth, but it seemed impossible.