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"Ah, Junmyeon, please be gentle..."
"I will, baby. Just stay still, okay?"
Minseok choked on his drink while he passed by Junmyeon's room.
He shook his head as he placed his glass of water on the kitchen's counter.
"Hyung? What are you doing?"
Another voice came up, and turns out that it's the youngest member of the group, Sehun.
Minseok waved his hand to the latter, asking him to come closer.
"Junmyeon, no... That's... Ahhh~"
"I think it's too dry, let me add some more."
Sehun widened his eyes as he placed his ear closer to the door.
"Do you hear that?"
Sehun nods, "Yeah, Hyung. Guess they're just being in heat as usual," He said as he shrugged.
"Junmyeon, slow down! You almost cracked my waist bone!"
"Ah, I'm sorry, baby. How about this? Does it hurt?"
"Mmh no... This is good."
Sehun and Minseok awkwardly stared at each other before finally stepping back from their eavesdropping.
"They're just missing each other's touch, I guess?"
Sehun chuckled, "You're right. Being separated for years was really hard for them."
Minseok exhaled as he nodded in agreement, "Well, just let them be, then."
Meanwhile in Junmyeon's room, the two of them have finally finished what they're doing.
Yixing sighs in a relief as he comfortly lies his back on the headboard along with the pillow on.
"That was a great massage. Thank you, love," Yixing said as he pecked on Junmyeon's cheek.
Junmyeon laughed as he put the massage oil back to the nightstand shelf, "My pleasure, baby."
"I was about to go to chiropractors but I was so scared. What if my bones got dislocation? Or even fractured?"
The oldest chuckled as he joined in his boyfriend on the bed, tightly hugging Yixing's shoulders.
"You have picked the best decision, then. Going to masseur Junmyeon instead," Junmyeon poked on the other's nose, making him slightly blushed.
"Um... Junmyeon-ah?"
"Yes, baby?"
"Did I moan too loud earlier?"
"Well, kind of. And it was hard for me. You know, I was massaging your back while kept staring at your plumpiest thing."
"Um.. No, I have no problem with that," Yixing murmured.
"Okay, so?"
"Nobody heard it, right?"
"Don't worry. The others might be busy doing stuff in their room," Junmyeon calmly said as he played his fingers on Yixing's hair.
Yixing nodded as he clinged on the oldest, "I guess you're right."