A Flustered Flamingo
Description
Ask anyone, and they'll say how sweet and nice Minseok is. If that's the case, why does he stare at Sehun like he's on the menu?
Foreword
“Hyung,” Sehun murmurs, leaning into Joonmyun’s side, “he’s glaring at me again…”
Joonmyun looks over his shoulder, mirrors Minseok’s smile, and waves. “You’re imagining things, Sehun. Minseok hyung is a really sweet person. The light’s probably just in his eyes, making him squint.”
“He always looks like he wants to kill me!”
“Maybe it’s the natural instinct of a cat,” Jongdae says with a sharp smile. “Seeing such a baby bird.”
Sehun ruffles his feathers and scowls. “I’m not a baby bird.” Jongdae coos at him and dodges an unamused swipe while Joonmyun consolingly scratches between his shoulder blades, an itchy spot Sehun can never seem to reach by himself. “He’s your brother, hyung. Can’t you tell him to just—I dunno—not look at me?”
“Ever?” Joonmyun asks. Jongdae guffaws loudly and starts waving to Minseok, always eager to make trouble. The oldest brother’s ears perk, and he stands before Sehun can restrain Jongdae.
“Hyung—stop pinching me, you brat!—Sehunnie’s worried that you wanna eat him. Would you please stop staring like he’s on the menu?”
“I didn’t say that!”
Minseok’s ears fall back to his hair, and he looks so young and small that Sehun immediately feels bad. “I’m sorry, Sehun. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I’ve not even been looking at you, though.”
“See?” Joonmyun threads soft feathers through his fingers. “It’s a misunderstanding.”
“Whatever,” Sehun mumbles.
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