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He walked in with the soup, a smile plastered on his perfectly sculpt' face.
i smiled at him and he laid next to me, eating his own soup.
"this is so good" i groaned. earning a giggle from minho.
"that's good" he said.
"you kinda just moved in with me" i concluded and looked at him.
"the other 8 guys make it hard to breathe. and there's barely any food." he chuckled.
"you're using me for food you-" i stopped and fake punched him, ending up on top of him, my legs on either side of his body and his hands holding my forearms.
we stayed like that a for a little bit.
admiring each other in the morning sunlight, the cold room that made us snuggle in the blankets, and finally each other's lips.
i leaned into him, the corners of my mouth forming a smile.
i collapsed on my side and stared at him.
he rolled over to me.
"god you're so beautiful y/n." he whispered, he planted a kiss on my nose and i snuggled into his chest, letting sleep over take me.

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