"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."
Minho smiles, not looking up from the pot of ramen he's stirring. "Please spare me."
"No, turn around."
Minho turns and leans back on the counter. Jisung does a little dance and keeps singing happy birthday, whispering since the sun hasn't even come up yet.
He abruptly stops and frowns. "Really? No reaction? At all?"
It's herculean that Minho has managed to keep the smile off his face. "I'm immune to you."
Jisung huffs, adjusting his pyjama shirt. "The one day I can't be mad at you. Alright alright, time for your present."
"The dance was more than enough."
"No, there's more." Jisung wraps his arms around Minho's neck, hugging him tight. "Before you ask, yes, this is mandatory."
"I'm just here for a snack."
"Too bad, accept my love."
"You have five seconds to let go."
"Or what?"
"Or suffer the consequences."
Jisung doesn't move a muscle. Minho counts down from five, heaves a sigh and hugs Jisung back.
"Happy birthday," Jisung murmurs.
"Thank you, love."
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minsung fluff
Romancejust a few minsung short stories I wrote because I love minsung. they're soft and have good grammar and punctuation. read if you want I guess.
