𝙚 𝙞 𝙜 𝙝 𝙩 𝙚 𝙚 𝙣

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jisung climbed onto minho's lap, his legs wrapped around minho's abdomen.

jisung glanced down at minho's lips. he stared at his soft lips, wanting to feel their lips connect.

"jisung, i've wanted to do this for so long.." minho softly said as he glanced down at jisung's lips every few seconds.

jisung replied by placing his lips, softly, on the older's.

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BEEP BEEP BEEP BE-

"AAAA- oh." jisung realized it was his phone alarm he had set yesterday. it took him only a second to realize that he was sweating up a storm.

what the fuck did i dream about-
oh wait- yeah. THAT.

jisung turned around and saw that minho was still sleeping soundly.

"might as well make breakfast for us." jisung whispered to himself. as he got up, he realized he wasn't wearing his own clothes.

wait how the hell did i get into these?

jisung's cheeks turned pick as he realized what he asked minho to do. he slapped his hand to his forehead at his stupidity.

he tiptoed over to minho's door and slowly opened it. he crept down to the kitchen, still careful to not wake up minho.


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