“I’m so sore,” Taemin moaned. “My hips, my legs, my feet, even my arms!”

                “Oh, stop complaining,” Minho laughed. “It was your idea to do a twelve kilometer walk.”

                “I didn’t think twelve kilometers was so…far,” Taemin groaned as he stretched his sore legs.

                “Taeminnie, a kilometer is far for you,” Minho chuckled. “But you know, I am proud of you. I didn’t have to carry you at all, and you only sat for a few minutes during the whole time. You did a really good job.”

                “Well, thanks, hyung!” Taemin smiled, happy to be complimented. “I did do a pretty good job, didn’t I? For someone who hates running and walking for no reason, although I’m not as bad as Key-hyung.”

                “That is definitely true,” Minho laughed. “Here, let me massage your legs.”

                “Thanks, hyung,” Taemin sighed, and Minho laughed when he realized Taemin had fallen asleep. 

A/N: I use jetlag as my excuse. I'm home and I'm literally falling asleep in front of the computer. I'll be better tomorrow~

♥ Exie