//I'd really like it if you read the authors note at the end but no pressure ;)

Turns out that the help involved Luhan coming with him to his near daily visit to the coffee shop where Jongdae worked. “You better ing buy me something cold or I think I’m going to knock you out when I have the energy.” the younger wheezed as they stumbled up the stairs - soccer not just to blame for the sore legs.

“You’re the one that chose to come with me.”

“You’re the one that nearly ran here.”

“Training ended late, I didn’t want to miss him.” Minseok mumbled.

Luhan's mood totally flipped at the sentence, attempting to pinch Minseok's cheeks. “That's adorable. Bless your soul.”

Minseok swat his hand away before opening the door, the two stepping in. Sadly Luhan did have no money, so poor poor Minseok had to pay with or without Luhan’s threats. “Don’t make me regret this.” he grumbled as they went to sit in Minseok’s usual spot.

Although it was quite close to their campus, Luhan had never actually been in the café. It was quite well hidden for the fact that it was on a second story of a small building, the only thing making it known being a small chalkboard in front of the bookstore underneath it saying Café upstairs, buy something here and then read it up there! The place emitted a sort of warmth that was never present in a chain-coffee store, and lacked the uncomfortable hustle and bustle. There were all types in it, ranging from teenage girls to old people, but no way noisy. It was homey, and Luhan could see why Minseok and Baekhyun would like this place, Jongdae or no Jongdae.

Luhan scanned his eyes around the room as he sat down on the lounge, looking for this mystery man that he had only ever heard about. Dark hair, pretty smile and nice - found it. “That’s him, right?” Luhan asked, pointing to who he thought was Jongdae.

Minseok nodded, and the two begun talking about their upcoming match until their drinks were brought to them by none other than Jongdae himself.

“Hyung,” he said, “You have other friends?” he laughed, and Minseok couldn’t even be bothered by the insult when God, he looks so beautiful and he just made our friendship official. “That’s so good to hear!”

Luhan grinned, he liked this kid. “I'm Luhan,” he introduced himself, “Nice to meet you.”

“Ahh, so you’re Luhan,” the waiter mused, “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Trust me, I’ve heard more about you.”

Minseok kicked Luhan’s feet, out of the eye of Jongdae.

“My break starts in two, I’ll be back?”

“Sure thing,” Luhan replied, and with that Jongdae was off again.

“He totally likes you.”

“Huh?”

“The way he looks at you, man! He’s gorgeous, you have to get that .”

Minseok put his head in his hands, wishing that Luhan hadn’t decided to tag along.

“So I heard you guys before, you have a soccer match this weekend?”

Bingo, just the opportunity we need, Luhan thought.

“Yeah,” Minseok grinned, “Our team’s a shoe-in though, we may not be the best but we’re pretty damn good.”

“You should come!” Luhan intervened, “Come and support us!”                                                                              

Jongdae’s mouth spread into a smile, eyes crinkling as he nodded slightly. “Sounds good. Uhh- when and where is it?”

“Just get Minseok to message you, I can’t remember off the top of my head.” Luhan was lying. It was at Yonsei, and one of his favorite yearly matches of the season.

Jongdae held out his hand, “Minseok-hyung, your phone?”

“Huh?” he replied, placing it in the other’s palm.

“So I can give you my number, idiot.”

From: Kim Minseok :>
Game’s at Yonsei, starts at two but Luhan wants you to do babysitting duty for his boyfriend (serious apologies) so can you meet as at mine at like, one?

Jongdae grinned at the screen - he could think of no greater pleasure than seeing Minseok all hot and sweaty.

To: Kim Minseok :>
Nahh that’s alright, what’s your address?

Jongdae grinned as a response came in, and he couldn’t wait for Saturday to come.

“I love versing Yonsei,” Luhan grinned, “They think we’re all only a bunch of arts kids and every game we ‘em up the .” Sehun frowned, obviously taking the sentence out of context. Luhan noticed and pushed his shoulder slightly. “Not literally baby, not literally.” Sehun frowned even harder, Luhan poked his cheek. Sehun’s lips spread into a smile, now clear that he was just being overdramatic.

“They’re always like this. It's weird.” Minseok groaned, turning to Jongdae.

“I think it’s kinda cute.”

“Not when they’re ing on your sofa when you get home.”

Jongdae laughed, “Seems like something they’d do.”

“Hey, guys!” a teammate called, “You gotta get changed or else I’d like to see you run around in jeans.”

Minseok and Luhan both called out in understanding, and before he could go, Sehun pulled Luhan into a passionate kiss.

Jongdae looked at the pair, slightly wide eyed. “I'm so sorry you have to see this.” Minseok apologized, slightly ashamed, shuddering at the noises they were making and God you could actually see the tongue.

“Me too, actually.”

“Luhan, hurry up!”

“Just because you’re jealous.” Luhan managed to say, before face once again.

Minseok cringed, Jongdae laughed. “What, Minseokkie is jealous?” he teased, pinched the boys cheeks, making Minseok begin to grow red.

His face nearly exploded when Jongdae leant in and placed a friendly peck on his cheek. Holy mother of .

“You had a kiss, don’t be jealous anymore!”

Minseok spluttered and ended up having to split Luhan and Sehun apart when they begun rutting up against each other, moans slipping through their mouths like they weren’t at one of the most prestigious campuses in Seoul and that there weren’t a whole bunch of people in their immediate vicinity. Seriously, the last thing they needed was for Luhan to have a hard-on whilst he was playing.

“GO MINSEOK, GET THAT- PASS IT TO LUHAN PASS IT TO LUHAN.”

“YEAH LUHAN, YOU SHOW THEM BABY. YOU SHOW THEM HOW WELL YOU HANDLE BALLS.”

“Huh?”

“GO BABY, GO!”

It was half time and the score was 2 – 1, Yonsei one point behind, and it was easy for anyone that’d seen them play before that Yonsei had definitely picked up their game.

“They’re all so good!” Jongdae exclaimed, “Makes me wish I’d never stopped, to be honest.”

Sehun laughed, “Me too, actually.”

Jongdae was nice, Sehun liked Jongdae. He could also tell that Jongdae really liked Minseok, and that Minseok probably wished he could hear the way that Jongdae was screaming his name. It would be more than encouraging in any setting.

The end of the third quarter hit and the score was even at 2 – 2 when one of the members of the other team may or may not have intentionally) ran over one of their top players feet and then decided to trip them, injuring him enough for him to be out for a good while. What was certain was that Luhan was seething and that close to punching the opposite team.

“Calm down, Lu,” Minseok put his hand on his friend’s shoulder, “We’ll be fine without him.”

“ing hell, of course we’ll be fine!” Luhan nearly yelled, “These ers have only made me even more intent to beat their asses.”

Luhan called the team in as they watched Minho limp off the field, and a member that’d been subbed out come back on. “Minho’s out now, but I will not let this stop us beating these s for the fifth time in a row, it only means we have to try even harder and we have to avenge him. I want Daehyun to go defense which means that Jonghyun, you’re gonna have to come midfield. Minseok, you’re striking with me.”

The team nodded and split up on to the field, break time over. Minseok frowned at Luhan. “I’m not used to this!”

“We’re going to own this game okay, work with me here.”

Twenty seconds were left in the game and Luhan would have been pulling his hair out in frustration if he hadn’t been chasing the motherer that just got the ball off his team down. This wasn't going to end in a draw. He couldn't let it end in a draw. Nine seconds later and he’d managed to get it off him, looking around frantically for anyone to pass to. He wasn’t far from the goal but he didn’t want to risk someone intercepting it.

“Luhan!”

Just the person he wanted.

“Oh off.” he mumbled, kicking the ball towards a blank space where Minseok would soon be.

“GO MINSEOK, GO.”

Minseok ran. Five seconds more and he received the ball. Jongdae and Sehun were on the edges of their seats.

“GO GO GO!”

“COME ON, YOU CAN GET IT!”

3 seconds more and Minseok sent it hurtling towards the goal. Everyone watching held their breath. Half a second left, and the ball flew past the goalie, hitting the back of the net. The score board changed, the bell went, the game was over. 3-2. Yonsei’s loss. The cheers of Luhan could be heard over anyone. Minseok let out a puff of relief and was promptly winded by a Luhan, who nearly tackled him to the ground. Sehun and Jongdae cheered loudly from the stands, the latter screaming louder than he ever thought he had.

“Minseok! Minseok! Minseok!” the team chanted, and the two in the stands could see the man trying to stop everyone from repeating his name. Bursting into laughter at his flailing arms and embarrassed expression, they managed to calm themselves down. Jongdae couldn’t stop smiling, though. He couldn’t point a finger at why, but he didn’t really want to, either.

“You must really like him.” Sehun mused as they walked back to where they said they’d meet.

Jongdae just shrugged in response, smile still on his face.

“You guys are amazing!” Jongdae exclaimed as the two soccer players joined them. They were both wet from showers, and Jongdae couldn’t help but think about how good Minseok smelt.

“We are, right?” Luhan replied cheekily, whilst Minseok just smiled slightly, cheeks tinted a shade of pink that wasn’t from all the running.

Sehun took no hesitation in pulling Luhan into his arms. “You were great, baby.” he whispered into Luhan’s neck, placing slight kisses up it which made the receiver squeal and squirm.

And then there was Minseok and Jongdae, slightly awkward but still there nevertheless. “You were really, really good.” Jongdae said, taking a leap of courage and wrapping his arms around Minseok. The younger would never understand how it was so difficult to give him a friendly hug when he’d kissed him on the cheek earlier. Maybe because he’d been teasing there, whilst this was legitimate. This was Jongdae showing his feelings, not just poking fun at him. Though there had been feelings in that too, but Minseok didn’t need to know that. The hug lingered a little bit longer than what it usually would between friends, and the two both tried to hide their blushes once they separated.

“These two are hopeless.” Luhan grumbled, just as an idea popped into his head. “…I’ll be just a minute” he ran back into the change room and before anyone could register what’d happened, he’d gone.

“Hey Baek, think you can help me out?”

“We have to make sure Minseok is alone when she comes, alright? He needs to become desperate.”

“Sehun! Whilst they’re gone, I have to tell you the plan.”

Sehun raised an eyebrow, “There’s a plan?”

Luhan nodded, “Yes, there’s a plan and I have to tell you before Jongdae gets back from the bathroom.”

“Go on…”

“See over there?” Luhan pointed to a nearly hidden part of the coffee shop which they were now in, deciding to get something after that game and not quite wanting to go home yet.

“Huh? Baekhyun, Chanyeol and… Chanyeol’s sister? Is there someone else?”

“Yep, the girl next to his sister, she’s helping us out.”

Sehun begun to smile, Luhan’s plans were always good. “How so?”

“Baekhyun and I decided to help these es because they can't help themselves. We’re sick of them sending longing gazes at each other and not noticing, and Minseok needs that soon or else he's going to explode. I just know it.”

Sehun nodded - he couldn't disagree.

“You know how they met right? This is where that girl comes in. We leave Minseok up there alone and she’s going to go there and hit on him. Being the polite guy that he is he isn’t going to reject her unless she makes a move on him and she won’t do that so he’s stuck until someone saves him.”

“And that’s where Jongdae comes in?”

“Bingo. Jongdae goes up to save his like we all know he will, but this girl doesn’t give in easi-.”

“I go to the bathroom and I come back and you’re talking about me? Not cool, guys.”

Luhan was nearly a literal deer stuck in Jongdae headlights, until Sehun saved his . “Yeah, we were saying how we all know how easily and well you fit in with us,” Sehun said, “We love you, bro.” he held out his fist and Jongdae fist bumped it. 

So he didn’t hear anything, thank God. That’s all of the plan Sehun has to know, anyway.

Luhan quickly pulled out his phone and sent a message.

To: Baekhyun
Plan is launching in 3, 2, 1.
Jongdae has landed and Minseok is in position.

Moments later he got a reply.

From: Baekhyun
Plan launched, where’s the popcorn?

Luhan had to bite down a smile as he saw the girl sway up to Minseok.

To: Baekhyun
I don't know. Go buy some.

Luhan had to keep watch out the corner of his eye, he couldn’t be too obvious or Minseok wouldn’t be desperate enough to get rid of her and Jongdae wouldn’t feel like he’d have to do what they want him to do and have his far too early. It was after a brief conversation about something Luhan wasn't paying attention to that Jongdae finally asked where Minseok was.

“He’s waiting for our drinks.”

Jongdae’s head swung around, and his eyes saw a very desperate looking Minseok giving him that look he gave him a few weeks ago.

“Help me.” he mouthed, and Jongdae couldn’t help but laugh because he couldn’t believe this.

“Again? He has the worst luck. I think we need to save him.”

“I think you need to save him,” Luhan interjected, “Sehun or I would be totally unconvincing, we’re all over each other.”

That was true, Luhan’s body being partially draped over Sehun’s.

Jongdae sighed but cracked a smile. “I’ll be back.”

When Jongdae turned his back, Luhan buried his head in Sehun’s chest. “They’re so damn obvious.” he mumbled, the sound muffled by Sehun’s body, of course.

“You’re really cute.” the girl said, twirling her hair on her finger as she smiled shyly - it was all lies and she was just trying to look shy, Minseok could tell.

Who are you saying is cute you don’t know me I will end you.

“Uh, thanks?”

YES Jongdae is coming to save me come on come on-

“You know oppa,” she grabbed his arm, his body instantly stiffening. “You should come and sit with me!”

Jongdae, hurry the up.

“Uh- sorry- I can’t.”

The girl pouted, “Why not? I want to get to know you better, oppa. I haven’t seen someone as attractive as you in so long!”

“I- I have a-“

“Baby, what’s taking you so long?”

THANK YOU JONGDAE ONCE MORE.

Jongdae slipped his arm around Minseok’s waist as casually as he could, the contact sending such jolts down Minseok that he couldn’t help but stand somewhat more stiffly.

“He’s talking to me,” the girl shot in rudely, “Who are you?”

“He’s- he’s my boyfriend.” Minseok answered, mentally facepalming himself because he should have let Jongdae speak because he knows how to speak under pressure but then again Jongdae’s arm around his side is doing funny things to his brain so what is he expected to do?

The girl looked unconvinced, “I don’t believe you, you two look uncomfortable.”

“What do you mean uncomfortable? We have rampant butt all the time, we’re not uncomfortable.” Now Minseok wanted to slam his head in the table, and Jongdae was biting his lip down trying not to laugh.

“Yeah? Who tops?”

“That’s a bit of a personal question, isn’t it?”

“It depends how we feel-” Jongdae intervened, “-at the time.” pulling Minseok in slightly closer for effect.

The girl still looked unconvinced. “Prove it.”

“Pardon!?”

“Kiss. If you kiss I’ll be convinced.” she said.

Minseok was going to say something about not having to kiss to prove it when he was effectively shut up by Jongdae and his lips.

Jongdae’s lips.

To hell with it Minseok thought as he begun to kiss back. Whether or not it meant anything to Jongdae he didn’t care, he’d initiated it so Minseok couldn’t be held responsible for anything that he did to try make it look more legitimate. Though he was really just doing it because it was what he’d wanted for weeks and Jongdae’s lips were everything that he’d ever expected them to be and more. They didn’t even notice the girl get up and walk away, too caught up in their own worlds to realize or care. Jongdae’s arms made it to Minseok’s waist and Minseok’s wrapped themselves around his neck, until the two ran out of air and separated.

Jongdae had never meant to kiss Minseok for that long, but once Minseok had started kissing back he hadn’t been able to find the will to stop.

The two looked at each other, chests heaving, and Jongdae noticed something.

“She’s- she’s gone.”

Minseok pulled Jongdae in to another kiss, and Jongdae couldn’t help but smile. Minseok wasn’t kissing him back because he was pretending to be his boyfriend; the girl was already gone. Minseok was kissing him because he wanted to kiss him.

So Jongdae kissed back just as eagerly, pulling Minseok closer in to him because all of a sudden there was too much distance and he wanted Minseok to be right there, pressed up against him like he’d wanted for so long. He needed to make up for all the times where they hadn’t touched, where they hadn’t kissed. 

The two only stopped when they heard an intentional cough, turning around to see Luhan. “You’re welcome; you should thank Baekhyun and also Chanyeol’s sister’s friend,  too. Now, sorry to interrupt your moment, but this is a public place and people are staring.”

The two blushed before Minseok set a punch to Luhan’s shoulder. “You planned this?”

“Of course we planned this,” came Baekhyun’s voice, “It was frustrating as hell watching you two.”

They didn’t feel the need to apologize.

“Now if you’ll excuse us,” Luhan cracked a smile, “Coffee?” he held up their drinks, before walking back to the table.

Jongdae stuttered. “I uh-  I really like you.” Minseok had never seen Jongdae this awkward. Smooth, charismatic Jongdae was gone and replaced with cute, nervous Jongdae and it gave him a strange sense of warmth. That the effects that they both had on each other were enough to turn them from confident to a nervous wreck and it didn’t scare him because he knew he wasn’t the only one anymore. He wasn’t the only one that got butterflies because whenever Jongdae saw him he got butterflies too.

So Minseok laughed slightly, taking his hand and interlacing their fingers. The warmth of the other’s hand so much more inviting than what he’d ever felt before and the most elated feeling filling him up like he never knew it could. “I like you too, I like you a lot.” 

 Authors Note 

There you have it!
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