"Oh, Jisungie baby." The younger boy practically screams, eyes looking like they are going to pop out of his head. Jisung's face is already turning a bright shade of red as he scrambles to find his shirt in an attempt to cover himself up. He doesn't leave his pillow though, thighs still closing in on it. "Hyung?! Oh my god. What are you d-doing here?" Jisung says frantically, draping the shirt over his lap and covering his torso as much as he can. "Just thought I'd come see you after practicing," Minho inches closer to the bed. "Thought maybe we could cuddle up and watch something, seems like you had other plans though, hm?"All Rights Reserved
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