Breathe Me In || Minbin ✔️

21

"Happy birthday, motherfucker!" Jisung screams, jumping on my bed and scaring the fuck out of me.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I groan, whipping a pillow at his head.

He just laughs, climbing on my bed and pulling me into a nonconsensual hug. Two more pairs of footsteps enter the room, forcing me to look and see who the fuck I have to murder. Dumb and dumber are standing by the doorway, watching me get mauled by this kid.

"Happy birthday, Min."

"Happy birthday, hyung."

"Why is Seungmin the only slightly respectful one of this group?" I struggle in Jisung's grasp, finally leaning into his touch after a few minutes. It's easier to accept defeat than fight it.

"Hyungie, don't be a bitch. Let us celebrate you. After all, you're practically our mother."

Ignoring what just came out of his mouth, I glare at the other two. "What time is it?"

"A few minutes past midnight."

My head drops back onto my pillow. "Come on, get in. I'm sleeping in today. I don't care who cuddles me."

The big babies climb in, snuggling right up to me. I sure hope they didn't scare my cats by creeping in here.

I feel someone's hand reach into my hair, running their nails through my scalp. Looking over, Chan smiles at me from behind Seungmin. I return it, feeling an overwhelming amount of love. My brothers, really.

"God, you're practically purring, Minho."

"Kim Seungmin, I will murder you."

-

"Minnie baby, wake up," Chan sweetly talks, kissing my forehead. He's always super affectionate. Usually, I play around like I'm disgusted, but I think I'll give them a break.

"Morning, Channie," I stretch, feeling Jisung still wrapped around my body. He's always the one to sleep in later than everyone else. "Sung, wake up."

I shake him, poking his cheeks. He whines, rubbing his face on my chest. "Why?"

"It's my birthday, and I'll beat your ass if you don't have breakfast with us."

He shoots up, his hair going in all directions. "I'm up! Happy birthday, hyung."

"Come on, you two. Seungmin and I already made breakfast. Let's go eat. I'm starving," Chan chuckles, tugging gently on our arms.

I get up, Jisung dragging behind me. When I get into my living room, sparkles hit me in the face. It's decked out in birthday decor as if it were an eight-year-old's party. Plates of pancakes are on the coffee table surrounded by smoothies, coffees, and fruits.

I am suddenly emotional. Oh, no.

"Hyung, don't you dare," Seungmin warns after seeing my bottom lip jut out.

I look at him through my tears, pouting harder than I was. His expression softens as he walks over, pulling me into a hug. I'm not a crier. I don't know why I'm crying.

"Hyung, nooo," Jisung whines again, joining in.

"Minho, what has gotten into you, huh?" Chan tilts his head, finally completing the embrace.

I sniffle while laughing. "I don't know. It's just been really hard lately, and this really made me realize that you guys are here for me. That you guys actually love and care for me."

It's been hard because of stress. Work is overwhelming. I haven't seen Changbin since that last time we hung out, which was a few weeks ago. My headspace hasn't been the best. I felt like I was failing at life because I had developed an ungodly routine. Sleep, eat, work, eat, sleep, eat, work, eat, sleep.

It was horrible.

And now it isn't.

"We will always love and care for you, baby," Chan reassures, squeezing us just a little tighter. "You're our special someone."

I nod, swallowing my sobs away. "Alright, alright. Thank you. I really love you guys."

"We love you too."

"Let's eat. I'm hungry."

-

Seo Changbin 🗿

happy birthday! 🎉
ure so old now,
u can even tie ur
shoes.
i'm excited to do
ur tattoo today!

omgg thanks 💪
i'm excited too. how
long do you think
it'll take?

not long. maybe two or
three hours. just depends
on the size you want.

okayy. well the boys are
here so i'll text when i'm
on my way.
do you want to come out
drinking with us when
the tattoo is done?

i'd love to, but i don't get
out of work until later
today. u enjoy it
though! uve worked
so hard <3

thank youuu. maybe next
time then :) see you later

see u!

___

Jisung holds up a fruit to my mouth, letting me take it off of his fork. I hold it in between my teeth, humming for him to eat the other half.

He grimaces, "hyung, that's dirty. Eat it."

I make some noises, leaning closer to his face. He laughs, pushing on my shoulder. "That's dirty! It's gross. Stop it."

"Chan, get your wife."

"Min, I'll take the other half," Chan suggests, making me scoff. I eat the fruit, sticking my tongue out at him. "See? Works every time."

I slap his shoulder before leaning back into his chest, forcing him to cuddle me. "Losers. Are you three coming with me to get the tattoo or are you gonna meet me at it afterward?"

"I don't want to be a third wheel, so I'll come after," Seungmin teases me with a smirk.

"Fuck you, mutt," I glare.

"That's rude to cheat on Changbin."

My face flares up, heat overpowering my ability to defend myself. My silence is considered as defeat once they start laughing.

"I hate you guys."

"You just cried because you love us."

"Shut up!"

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•Sorry for the late update•