drabble 3

“That was cheating!”
“No Jinki-hyung! You lose and I won.”
“I swear I saw you hiding that king card under your knee! I’m not blind you know…”
“Ah? Really? That’s not even necessary hyung. I can win this game with my eyes closed…Now do the punishment!”
“No! I don’t wanna! You are a cheater! Cheater! Cheater!”
“No, I am not. Am not, am not, am not.”
“Yes, you are. You, you are.”
“Uh, I wonder where’s the responsible Jinki-hyung went?”
“Uh—. You! OH OKAY! OKAY!”
Minho sat on the couch, leaned his head comfortably against the back cushion. His grin was from ear to ear.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Poor hyung.” Key said, walking out from the kitchen. He eyed the smug Minho with an unamused expression.
“What?”
“Minho, Minho. I never knew that you are that shameless and desperate to see hyung on a mini skirt and resorted to cheating on a simple game.”