Minho woke up with Taemin in his arms. He’d never appreciated the sight more.

                Or maybe he had, but every time he saw Taemin, he was amazed, as if it was a new, more beautiful sight every time he saw his face.

                “I love you,” he said quietly, nuzzling Taemin’s rosy cheeks with his nose. “I love you.”

                “I love you too, hyung,” Taemin whispered back, and Minho realized that Taemin was awake. He chuckled, and pulled Taemin closer.

                “You know,” Minho breathed into Taemin’s ear, “we could just sit like this all day.”

                “But hyung,” Taemin protested, “there are things that we have to do today, you know?”

                “Like what?”

                “Well, weren’t we going to meet Key-hyung and Jonghyun-hyung?”

                “That’s not until this afternoon. Can we please just lie here?” Minho pleaded. “I just really like holding you.”

                “Hyung, you sure know how to convince me,” Taemin smiled widely. “Okay. We can rest here until one. And then we have to go meet the hyungs.”

                “You’re the best, Taemin,” Minho smiled, kissing Taemin’s lips sweetly.

                “I really love you hyung, but sometimes you’re a little silly,” Taemin laughed, kissing Minho back. Minho took Taemin’s words kindly and hugged Taemin close.