#youronlyace

….*He freezes cause THE Lee Taemin just gave her free boba tea and she doesn’t know what to do.* I- t-thank you sunbaenim. I- *just stares at her cup cause she thinks it’s a magical Taemin boba now*

Jimin’s mouth quirked up at one corner, turning his neutral expression into something smug and appreciative and possessive as he stared at Taemin from across the room. Strolling over with one hand tucked into his pocket, he reached out with the other to brush the older man’s hair back out of his face, “Are you pouting, Min-hyung?”

“So what? If you feel like crying, then just do it. It’s much better to cry, than hold it all in, because what follows from that won’t do any good. So, just cry if you need to. Let it all out.”

“Taemin-ssi! Where did you get the coffee?” The female had asked him, looking around while trying her best to suppress a yawn. Music festival rehearsals were somehow always more exhausting than prepping for comebacks or even solo concerts.

“Hm- oh Jesus it’s you!” She jumps a little in bed cause she wasn’t expecting to see him “You scared me Minnie.” She fixed her hair and rubs her eyes to try to wake up. “Something smells good.”

Running his fingers through his hair, Hyunjin was surprised to see the older man, and even more surprised to see him looking so pouty. “Taemin-ssi?” He asked quietly, calmly, just a hint of concern. He needed to gauge the reason for the poutiness before he could hope to do anything about it. Carefully, he reached out to rest a hand on Taemin’s shoulder, “You look a little lost over here all alone.”