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Minho doesn’t trust his own judgment at the moment, or his flirting abilities. And he doesn’t want to ruin his chances of appearing like a nice, normal, marriageable hyung if he says something like please let me sniff you until I fall asleep. So he only says “thanks.” Then he remembers to add, “sorry again for disturbing you so late at night.” “My prime time usually starts after Hyunjin goes to sleep,” Jisung says, already shifting between his feet, signaling the end of their short conversation. “But he always likes to throw in little surprises like now, so— thanks. For taking care of him.” Minho smiles softly. Forces himself to say, “well, I won’t keep you any longer. Have a good night—” He pauses. Decides to add a petname. “Jisungie.” The color of his cheeks turning rosy and beautiful. Jisung smiles and nods. “Good night, hyung.” --- or: a case study in taking things slowly.

Fics like until we get there

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