Along your steps | MINSUNG

07

"You look way to happy for a person who is saying that he is fucked! Wait, were you actually f-"

"There are kids here, you dumbass" Minho said after throwing a punch to Minjoon's arms. Minjoon dramatically fell on the other side with an ouch.

"Hyung what the-" Before Minjoon could finish his sentence, Han opened the door with his hips having both of his hands full with snacks and drinks for the boys. All the boys immediately attacked on the food. They were starving after hours of dance practice.

Han was quick to retreat. The boys looked liked wolves attacking at their prey which kind of scared him at that moment. All of them being taller than him didn't help either. Minho saw how Han flinched when the boys ran towards him so he distanced the boys from Han so the poor boy could get his breath back.

"The food isn't running anywhere. Sit down properly and eat. " Minho said with authority.

All of them sat in a circle and the food was kept in the centre. Minho ensured that he sits next to Han for no specific reason.

After feeding themselves, the dance practice continued for two more hour after which they went for their vocal training. The whole day, in fact the whole week, went like that uneventfully with the boys training hard for their vocal, rap and dance skills.

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Weekend arrived. All the boys were laying on their bed like dead bodies. They were so exhausted from the whole week's training that didn't want to move a single limb. They were dead asleep even at 10'O clock in the morning.

Han woke up first. He was a little less exhausted than the other boys. He decided to make some breakfast for all of them. He went to the kitchen after getting fresh and decided to make Kimchi Toast, Kimchi Eggs and Scallion pancakes.

As he was cooking, he felt a head on his shoulder and two hands on his either side entrapping him to the counter. He was startled and his body immediately tensed. His eyes went to the person's wrist to see a familiar wristband, the one which Minho always wears. Han relaxed a bit knowing who it was though his body was still stiff. He wasn't used to people in his personal space.

"Um- Minho! What are you doing? I am trying to cook here you dimwit. Go sit in the hall or something. Stop hanging on me." Han said trying to hide his flustered state.

"No! It's more comfortable here. You smell good." Minho turned his head a bit to sniff Han's neck. Hairs at the back of Han's neck raised when he felt the younger's breath on his neck. His body became even more stiff if it was possible.

"Oh shit- fuck! my Toast" Han almost screamed when he saw one side of the toast pitch black. He ignored Minho and decided to focus on his Kimchi Toast first. Minho for once was happy to be ignored by Han. It meant he could stay in that position for a bit more longer.

After Han was done with  the toast, he decided to make Kimchi Eggs next but for that he needed to get eggs from the refrigerator first. His attention shifted back to Minho. He turned his head a bit to call Minho but the moment he did so, Minho's lips brushed against his neck giving him goosebumps. He abruptly pushed Minho who somehow managed to avoid falling .

"What was that?" Minho was wide awake now.

"Ah I- um- sorry but I n- need to get eggs and you weren't m-moving." Han said while looking at anywhere except the person in front of him and scrambled to get the ingredients he needed.

Han was a flustered mess. Never in his whole life had he dated and the only physical affections he received were hugs from his best friend Taejoon and his mother. His brother avoided him like virus and he was not comfortable with any other person in his personal space. However, this wasn't uncomfortable. It was more on the lines of being weird. He felt like all the warmth of his body has suddenly shifted to his cheeks making it look like a pink mochi. He shook his head to calm himself.

'He is a kid. What are you even thinking? Stop panicking. It was a mistake. He was asleep. What would he think if he knew what you did right now? Stop acting like a teenager. Get back to your senses. It was nothing. Stop using your limited braincells for stupid things.' Han scolded himself

In the corner of the kitchen stood Minho who was biting his lips to avoid smiling. This time he did see how flustered Han was. He wanted to see more of it and whatever Minho wants, Minho gets.

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