1. Cold Mornings and Unplanned Confessions
Title: Cold Mornings and Unplanned Confessions
Author:
Rating: G
Pairings: 2min
Genre: fluff, drabble
Disclaimer: Sadly, only the plot and words are mine.
Summary: It's a drabble. No need for a summary, lol.
"Hyung," Taemin whispers amongst the thick silence on a cold morning.
"Hm," hummed the man enveloping Taemin's small frame underneath their warm, cosy bed cover.
"I can't breathe properly."
"What?! What do you mean you can't breath, baby, are you feeling okay?" Minho immediately released his hold on Taemin, looking down at the skinny boy in his arms with grate concern in his eyes. He touched Taemin's forehead, making sure his frail boyfriend didn't have a temperature.
Taemin giggled lightly.
"Hyung, you're such a worry-wart. I was just exaggerating because you were hugging me so tightly, as if I was gonna leave you the minute you loosen your grip even just by the slightest."
Minho snorted.
"Taemin-ah, we both know it's the other way around. You wouldn't last a single hour without this handsome flaming charisma of yours by your side. Admit it, you can't live without me."
"Minho hyung, you're so full of yourself. Do you not know that's one quality in a guy that I absolutely despise?"
"Well, alright. If you really despise me that much then I guess I should take my leave then."
Minho released Taemin completely, peeling the cover off of himself and proceeded to get out of the bed. He slipped his jacket then his shoes on and made his way to the door with Taemin quietly watching his every move with wide eyes from the bed.
Not a second longer after Minho steps a foot outside Taemin's room, he felt skinny arms wrap themselves around his torso with a face snuggling itself into his back.
"Why are you like this, hyung? You know I was only kidding. I could never hate you, not even the slightest, because I love you so much. So, so much. More than anything and anyone else in the world." Taemin didn't dare take a single breath in between his words, feeling as if he needed to get them all out before Minho decided to take another step away from him.
"You know, you should really just say things like that to me more often. It gets tiring having to pull of these silly pranks of mine just to get you to confess how you really feel about me."
Minho loosened the hold of Taemin's arms around his torso, turning around on his spot to wrap his very own muscular arms around the small frame who refused to lift his head up.
"Tae?"
Minho heard a sniff.
"Come on, Tae. Don't cry. You know I was just playing with you. I love you just as much, if not more, as you love me. I would never in a million years try to walk out on you and mean it. Baby, I can't live without you."
Taemin suddenly looked up at Minho with a cheeky grin plastered on his pretty face, a slight pink blush glazing his chubby cheeks.
"So who can't live without who now, hyung?"
Minho sighed, giving in to his boyfriend. "Okay, fine, you win this time."
Taemin hugged his boyfriend even tighter, whispering moments later, "I love you, hung."
"I love you too, Taeminnie. Never forget that," Minho whispered back, hugging his boyfriend closer to his body.
"I won't," Taemin giggled, inhaling the familiar scent of his boyfriend he loved so much.
Author:
Rating: G
Pairings: 2min
Genre: fluff, drabble
Disclaimer: Sadly, only the plot and words are mine.
Summary: It's a drabble. No need for a summary, lol.
"Hyung," Taemin whispers amongst the thick silence on a cold morning.
"Hm," hummed the man enveloping Taemin's small frame underneath their warm, cosy bed cover.
"I can't breathe properly."
"What?! What do you mean you can't breath, baby, are you feeling okay?" Minho immediately released his hold on Taemin, looking down at the skinny boy in his arms with grate concern in his eyes. He touched Taemin's forehead, making sure his frail boyfriend didn't have a temperature.
Taemin giggled lightly.
"Hyung, you're such a worry-wart. I was just exaggerating because you were hugging me so tightly, as if I was gonna leave you the minute you loosen your grip even just by the slightest."
Minho snorted.
"Taemin-ah, we both know it's the other way around. You wouldn't last a single hour without this handsome flaming charisma of yours by your side. Admit it, you can't live without me."
"Minho hyung, you're so full of yourself. Do you not know that's one quality in a guy that I absolutely despise?"
"Well, alright. If you really despise me that much then I guess I should take my leave then."
Minho released Taemin completely, peeling the cover off of himself and proceeded to get out of the bed. He slipped his jacket then his shoes on and made his way to the door with Taemin quietly watching his every move with wide eyes from the bed.
Not a second longer after Minho steps a foot outside Taemin's room, he felt skinny arms wrap themselves around his torso with a face snuggling itself into his back.
"Why are you like this, hyung? You know I was only kidding. I could never hate you, not even the slightest, because I love you so much. So, so much. More than anything and anyone else in the world." Taemin didn't dare take a single breath in between his words, feeling as if he needed to get them all out before Minho decided to take another step away from him.
"You know, you should really just say things like that to me more often. It gets tiring having to pull of these silly pranks of mine just to get you to confess how you really feel about me."
Minho loosened the hold of Taemin's arms around his torso, turning around on his spot to wrap his very own muscular arms around the small frame who refused to lift his head up.
"Tae?"
Minho heard a sniff.
"Come on, Tae. Don't cry. You know I was just playing with you. I love you just as much, if not more, as you love me. I would never in a million years try to walk out on you and mean it. Baby, I can't live without you."
Taemin suddenly looked up at Minho with a cheeky grin plastered on his pretty face, a slight pink blush glazing his chubby cheeks.
"So who can't live without who now, hyung?"
Minho sighed, giving in to his boyfriend. "Okay, fine, you win this time."
Taemin hugged his boyfriend even tighter, whispering moments later, "I love you, hung."
"I love you too, Taeminnie. Never forget that," Minho whispered back, hugging his boyfriend closer to his body.
"I won't," Taemin giggled, inhaling the familiar scent of his boyfriend he loved so much.