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"Can't you just convince your mother to stop this whole thing?" Seungmin hissed as he paced around the small bedroom, arms crossed over his chest.

"You think I haven't already tried?" Minho asked sarcastically, sitting up in bed as he glared at Seungmin.

"This is hell on earth," Seungmin whined miserably as he collapsed onto the bed, throwing a pillow at Minho before burying his face into a different pillow.

Minho laughed quietly before grabbing the pillow, and tossing it onto Seungmin's head as the latter let out another whine while burying his face further into the pillow.

"Whining isn't going to change anything," Minho replied coolly before laying onto his side, facing Seungmin as he propped himself up with his elbow.

Seungmin groaned as he lifted his head to look at Minho, his face scrunching up in irritation. "I hate you." He muttered petulantly as Minho smirked, seemingly enjoying seeing Seungmin suffer.

"Not enough." Minho replied easily, ignoring Seungmin's glare as he reached out to playfully poke Seungmin's nose.

Seungmin swatted Minho's hand away from him irritably. "You're a pain in my ass." He argued before lying flat on his stomach.

"It's fun to be irritating when you're so easy to piss off." Minho grinned smugly as he laid back on his bed.

Seungmin rolled his eyes and let out another dramatic sigh, turning so his body faced Minho properly. "How can you be so cool about all this? We are literally getting married." He stated, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Minho chuckled softly as he ran his fingers through his hair. "It's not like we're going to be forced into loving or fucking each other." He pointed out with a slight shrug.

Seungmin rolled his eyes before turning his head away. "We're still getting married." He muttered.

"Whatever, we can always elope if that makes you feel better," Minho responded dismissively, raising his eyebrow and staring at Seungmin.

Seungmin sat up and turned towards Minho completely, looking slightly annoyed. "My mother would kill me if I did that.." He frowned slightly.

Minho stared at Seungmin for a second longer before cupping the younger's face in one of his hands and leaning forward, pressing their lips together in a slow kiss.

It took Seungmin's brain approximately one second to realize what was happening before his eyes widened slightly and he froze in shock as he felt Minho smirking into the kiss.

Minho pulled away slowly before grinning widely, pleased with himself. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it? Just get used to it so we can put on a little act to make our parents happy." He shrugged casually.

Seungmin couldn't help but lick his lips before he wipe his mouth with the back ofhis hand. "..God, you're such a dick."

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Minho and Seungmin began walking back to the living room in silence, with Seungmin's hands tucked neatly behind his back as Minho fidgeted with his finger absentmindedly.

Minho stopped walking right before entering the other room, his gaze focused straight ahead.

Seungmin turned around curiously to look at Minho. "What's up?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.

"Are you used to me touching you?" Minho asked suddenly, turning his gaze towards Seungmin.

Seungmin blinked as he felt his ears turn a slight shade of red. "What do you mean by that?" He asked, biting the inside of his cheek to hide the blush that threatened to spread across his face.

"Not inappropriately. I meant more physically close contact. Like holding your hand or something." Minho explained calmly, his eyes fixed on the younger.

"I suppose it depends.." Seungmin murmured, biting his lower lip while looking slightly nervous.

"What if I do this?" Minho asked while lightly placing his hand on the small on Seungmin's back, pulling the younger closer than he already was.

Seungmin inhaled sharply as Minho placed his other hand firmly on his waist, pulling his hips ever so gently.

"Is that ok?" Minho asked again as he tilted his head to the side, watching Seungmin carefully.

"Yeah, it's okay.." Seungmin nodded slowly, his eyes flickering slightly upwards, locking gazes with Minho momentarily before lowering them.

"Good," Minho mumbled before letting go of Seungmin and continuing to walk toward where his mother stood, leaving a flustered Seungmin in the middle of the hallway.

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