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Jisung woke up to the sunlight slightly touching his face through the curtains and to the smell of delicious food being prepared.

And of course a horrible headache, he loudly groans and starts to massage his temples. When he finally had enough courage he decided to stand up, bad idea. He continues his journey to the delicious food. Not noticing that he was in an unfamiliar place.

¨Oh no, you're going back to bed. This will only make your headache worse.¨ Was the first thing Jisung heard when he walked into the kitchen. He looked at the gorgeous boy, ¨Who are you?¨ He asked, and finally noticed where he was. ¨And how did I come here?¨

¨Go back to bed and I'll answer them.¨ He groaned but still listened to the stranger, He slowly shrank back into the comfortable mattress once he got back to the bedroom. A few minutes later the gorgeous stranger walked in with a plate with pancakes.

¨Well, I am Lee Minho.¨ Minho said with a smile, Jisung was amazed by how every little detail of his was just so perfect. ¨And you got really drunk last night, so I brought you here. Of course, so that no one else could do anything bad to you.¨ The ethereal male giggled and Jisung could swear he heard the angels sing.

¨Oh, thank you. I am Han Jisung. It is nice to meet you.¨ Jisung said before taking a bite from the pancake, ¨This is really good.¨ He said with a full mouth which made Minho laugh again.

¨You look like a squirrel, it's cute.¨ Jisung slightly blushed, covering his face with his hands. ¨How are you feeling?¨ Mino asked and tilted his head a little.

¨A bit better but the headache is still quite painful.¨ Jisung forced out a small laugh, Minho only nodded and left the room. He came back a few seconds later with a cup and some pills.

¨Here take this.¨ Jisung thanks him and it went silent for a few minutes.

¨Why are you even taking care of me? I could kill you, you know?¨ I say jokingly.

¨Because I saw myself in you, I saw a broken boy who just needed help.¨ He says with a small smile. Jisung only frowns at the answer he got, still deciding to stay quiet.

The two talked for a while and started to get to know each other. That is when Jisung knew.

Minho is his, and no one will get between them.

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