Ꭱꭼꮇꭼꭰꭹ [Ꮇꮖɴꮯꮋꭺɴ]

✧ Ꮮꮻꮩꭼꮪꭲꭱꮜꮯꮶ ✧

No answer.

"Chan."

Still staring at the laptop.

"Chan!"

Still no answer.

"CHANNN~"

Now he was just doing this on purpose.

"BANG CHAN!"

He thought of taking one of the couch pillows and beaming it at his head but decided against it. Minho crawled over on the couch, leaning in close to his ear. "Keep ignoring me and I swear you won't like it."

He saw Chan's eyes flicker but still didn't receive a reply. Minho was talking out of his ass anyway, he wasn't going to do anything. "Fuck you."

Still no reaction.

Minho groaned dramatically. He slowly sank off the couch, laying on the floor and speaking out loud about how much pain and misery the older is putting him through.

He jumped up and ran into the kitchen once he figured something out. Minho flung his freezer open and grabbed a popsicle.

When he made his way back to the living room, Minho sat on one of his chairs far away from Chan. He tore open the wrapper and sucked on the frozen treat extremely loud. 

After seconds Chan's head snapped to where the other was. "Taste good?"

Minho just glanced at him before turning his head away, this time dipping the popsicle in and out of his mouth.

Chan closed his laptop, placing it on the coffee table in front of him. "Stop it, snowflake. You're giving me flashbacks."

Minho ignored him, continuing to tease the older from afar. It was going pretty well until he heard Chan get up.

"That mouth of yours works wonders." Chan took a hold of the stick and pulled it away from the younger, placing it on the wrapper. "You can finish it later." He pushed Minho's chair back so he could pick him up.

He walked him back to the couch, dropping Minho without a care right onto the cushions. "I got something for you." He looked happy and if anything that irked Minho more because of the fact that sucking the soul out of a popsicle was the only way to get his attention.

"Oh now you have something for me after ignoring-" Chan gripped the side of his face and pressed their lips together, cutting off whatever Minho was about to say.

"Yes. Now shut up and let me go get it."

"You mean to tell me it's not you?" Minho said it in a sarcastic way, batting his eyelashes and sending Chan a wink when he turned around and looked at him.

"You're so annoying."

Chan dug around in his bag before pulling out a small jewelry box.

Minho looked him up and down, eyes zeroing in on the little black box in his hands.

"You're not fucking proposing, are you?? Because I look like shit right now." He gestured to his clothes, voice a little shaken.

"Oh?" Chan's eyebrow rose, pausing in his walk back to the couch. "You wouldn't care about the fact that i'm proposing but instead that you don't look your best while I do it?" He couldn't find the younger anymore cuter than now.

Well now Minho was visibly flustered from being called out like that. "Are you agreeing that I look like shit?" A quick way to try and avoid any teasing.

"We're getting away from the topic."

Chan opened the box, pulling out a small gold chain. He kneeled on the floor in front of the male. "Give me your foot."

"What the fuck? Are you really asking to suck my toes right now-"

"No! God you're so weird, just-" Chan took it upon himself to just grab onto Minho's leg and pull him forward a little. He took the chain and wrapped it around his ankle, opening and closing the clasp. "There."

Minho lifted his leg onto the couch so he could see it better. It was pretty, not too big or too small. The letters 'M' and 'C' hung from the anklet with a small heart charm in between them.

"It's cute~ What made you get it?"

"Let me show you."

Chan roughly pushed Minho back onto the couch, ignoring his complaints and situated himself on top of the male- throwing his legs over his shoulder.

"So it dangles over my shoulder when I fuck you."

Minho's face was aflame, absolutely not expecting any of this from his simple question. He thought it would be something cute and heartfelt but nope! Of course not when it came to Chan.

"Why're you always so fucking horny?!"

Minho reached over his head for the pillow and just started beating Chan with it. The older was giggling like a child the entire time, begging for Minho to chill out.

"I'm kidding! I was just in the store and I thought of you." He took the pillow away and attempted to kiss Minho but he would move just out of reach.

Chan actually decided to go to a jeweler on a whim and get the anklet custom made.

When Chan finally got ahold of him he left a big wet smooch to his cheek before he could escape. "Do you like it though?" He had this hopeful look on his face that Minho found to be adorable.

"I love it."

[And Minho never did go back to finish that Popsicle...but it's okay because he found a better one~]

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Next chapter will be kind of similar but in a different way

[and I kinda really loved this]

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