Hi, I felt like adding something to this really quick. It's pwp oops 

They kissed. They went to bed. Minho woke up in Jinki's arms. He felt like this was the closest he'd been to the older man in all the time they'd known each other and for some reason it was strange. Minho couldn't say why, maybe it was because this was the first authentic relationship he'd had with someone who was a close friend. He knew who Jinki was inside and out but now he'd need to learn the way that Jinki loves. He knows certainly that Jinki is affectionate. He loves to touch and be touched even in the smallest ways be it when he feels Jinkis nose hit his shoulder in a back hug or the graze of fingers when they walk by each other.

He knew that much about Jinki but now he had to learn more. He watched Jinki closely, the way his eyelashes fluttered softly like he was having an intense dream, how his shoulders moved with his breathing, how his soft hair fell into weird places on his face, Minho was entranced by it. Then Jinki opened his eyes and he flashed his sunshine smile. Minho felt Jinki hug him tighter. Jinki muttered a 'good morning' and kissed the top of Minho's head. How could something so foriegn feel so familiar?

"Good morning, Jinki."

"Did you sleep well, sugar?"

"Better than usual. You?"

"Oh lovely."

Jinki sat up and stretched. He rubbed his eyes and sat there slunched over for a moment. He asked Minho about break