A/N: admin 8 is finally on holidays so be expecting some updates! REQUESTS ARE OPEN because ideas r hard... Also sorry for the very short chapter, it just felt alright to just end it lol

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With their latest comeback, SEVENTEEN have been busier and so focused on perfecting themselves that Mingyu and Minghao did not realise how much time they spent apart. Until after practice one night, when Minghao laid his head on Mingyu’s stomach, that they both realised how much they missed the company of each other.

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As the music ends, Mingyu collapses to his knees then laying down on his back. As he breathes through his mouth to control his uneven breathing, a sudden weight pushes down against his air-filled chest. Mingyu exhales slowly before inhaling rapidly, pushing the head onto his stomach.

“Who this?” Mingyu asks, slowly coming to the realisation of who it is with the ton amount of hair tickling his stomach. The other sighs dramatically.

“I’m surprised you don’t recognise my head!” Minghao exclaims, stabbing Mingyu’s side with his finger. Mingyu reaches for his arms immediately after a short struggle.

“I bet you don’t recognise my stomach either, did you think I was someone else?” Mingyu responds with a gasp as he pulls Minghao’s arm across the younger’s chest, crossing his arms.

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