The next morning they were woken up by Chan's alarm clock.

Minho and Chan were still cuddled close to each other and were so tired that they would have liked to continue sleeping.

But Chan had told them at noon before that they had an appointment to set the final colors for their new apartment and that they had to get up early for it.

He had certainly thought back and forth for a week about what he should tell Minho and Jisung, why they had to get up early. But he couldn't think of a more meaningful excuse.

Jisung straightened up yawning and had to smile when he saw that Minho and Chan had cuddled closely together.

He would have liked to lie down again and cuddle up to Minho or Changbin, but Chan had been very clear that the appointment was important.

Sighing, he crawled out of bed and went into the bathroom. No matter how urgent they were, or how important the appointment might be, he would take a shower beforehand.

In the bathroom, his eyes fell on the mirror and thus on himself. His hair had become long in recent weeks and it was already a clear approach to his blond hair. He would have to have them recolored.

And something else struck him. The choking marks on his neck had finally disappeared. He had avoided looking in the mirror in recent weeks, which is why he hadn't noticed it yet.

A tiny smile appears on his lips and he took a deep breath.

The bite imprint on his shoulder had also healed and fortunately there was no scar left.

Maybe the memory of all this would also fade at some point.

He decided to turn around and was about to go into the shower when the door was opened.

"Good morning baby!" said Minho with a smile, pulled him towards him and kissed him.

"IT'S NOT SHOWERED TOGETHER! MIN GO AND COOK SOME COFFEE!" Chan shouted from the bedroom.

He and Changbin wanted to try to pack Minhos and Jisungs' things without them noticing. But if Minho and Jisung took a shower together, it would possibly take a relatively long time.

"Come on, go. Next time you are welcome to come along again," said Jisung and kissed Minho again before he gently pushed him out of the bathroom and then finally took a shower.

Minho went into the kitchen with a sigh, turned on the coffee machine and then inspected the refrigerator, only to find that they had almost nothing left to eat at home - which was definitely intended by Chan.

"Chaaan? We should go buy some groceries on the way back home later!"

"Mhm, we will do it!"

Minho grabbed his cup and was just about to go back to the bedroom when Changbin came to meet him.

"Good morning Min. Can I get one too?" he asked with a smile.

"Good morning Binnie. Sure, come with me," said Minho, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Changbin followed him with a grin. So far, everything has gone according to plan. And maybe Chan would manage to pack without them noticing.

Minho had just finished a second cup of coffee and wanted to put it in Changbin's hand and go to Chan in the bedroom when he noticed that Changbin was looking at him sadly.

"What's the matter with Binnie?" he asked worriedly and pulled the younger one to him.

"You prefer Chan to me, admit it..." Changbin murmured sadly. And although it was intended more as a distraction, there was a bit of truth behind the statement. Changbin really had the feeling that it was true. At least a little bit.

"Binnie, that's not true at all!" said Minho shocked and gently stroked his back.

"But you spend a lot more time with him and you kiss him much more often," he murmured.

"Bin, are you jealous?" Minho asked gently.

"No...," Changbin murmured and pouted slightly. "Maybe a little," he said quietly and buried his face on Minho's shoulder.

Minho had to suppress a grin. He didn't want Changbin to get it wrong, but Minho couldn't help but find him incredibly cute.

"Binnie, baby, you know that I love you as much as Chan, don't you?"

Changbin shook his head.

Gently Minho pushed him a little bit away from him, put a finger under his chin and lifted it carefully, so that Changbin had to look at him.

"I love you, Binnie!" he said lovingly and then gently kissed the younger one.

"I love you too," Changbin murmured.

Smiling, Minho pulled him back into his arm. Over Changbin's shoulder he saw Jisung standing only with a towel around his hip in the door frame of the bathroom.

Grinning, Jisung winked at him and then quietly came closer. As he stood behind him, he wrapped his arms around Changbin and kissed him on the neck.

"Isn't my love enough for you?" he asked, still grinning.

Changbin leaned against him, bit his lower lip and shook his head.

"Understandable. Minho's love is the best thing that has ever happened to me," Jisung said with a smile and kissed Minho over Changbin's shoulder.

All three flinched when the front door fell into the lock with a loud bang.

Worried, Minho looked at Jisung first and then at Changbin.

"Is he mad now?" Jisung asked worriedly.

Changbin shrugged his shoulders and then shook his head while Minho frowned and thought about last night.

"I don't believe he is," he said thoughtfully.

"I'm going to get dressed," Jisung murmured and went into the bedroom.

Minho and Changbin looked after him and then drank their coffee.

Minho was still pondering whether Chan was mad at him. Or whether he was jealous. But somehow everything made no sense at all.

Meanwhile, Changbin had to pull himself together so as not to spoil the surprise by clarifying everything, because he was somehow sorry for Minho and Jisung.

After all, Chan only brought the luggage into the car and would be right back.

In the bedroom, Jisung was close to despair. He found neither his favorite pants, nor the sweater from Minho that he really wanted to wear. He was also terribly afraid that Chan was mad at them.

He didn't want a dispute. He wanted to spend a nice relaxed weekend with the others and persuade Chan to visit his parents again.

Because he had been told by Chan a period of time when they would make their proposals, but he didn't know how exactly Chan had planned it. Except that he had assured him that he would arrange everything according to his ideas.

Sighing, he pulled some clothes out of the closet relatively random and put them on.

He would have preferred to go back to bed.

Just as he was close to bursting into tears, he heard the front door being opened open.

He dropped the sweater he was about to put on, ran to the front door and jumped into the arms of the puzzled Chan.

"We love you too! Please don't be angry with us. We didn't want to exclude you! We-"

"Take a deep breath, honey! I'm not angry at all, I was just briefly down at the car!" said Chan and pressed Jisung to himself.

Now the tears ran over Jisung's face, but rather with relief.

"Hey, everything is fine! I'm really not mad at you. I love you!" said Chan, put Jisung down and gently wiped the tears from his face. Then he pulled him towards him and kissed him gently.

Just as Jisung wanted to turn around to go to Minho and Changbin with Chan, his gaze fell on Chan's neck.

Chan noticed his look and grabbed his neck only to realize what Jisung was staring at as soon as his fingers touched the bite mark.

"I... uhm-"

At that moment, Minho and Changbin appeared behind him. And when Jisung turned around and wanted to draw the attention of the two to Chan's neck, he saw Minho's most guilt-conscious grin.

"Well, good. It seems like you really don't have to be jealous. You've already wrapped everyone around your finger here anyway," Jisung said, shook his head but still had to grin.

"Well, if we had clarified this now, then we should get dressed and go, or baby?" Changbin asked with raised eyebrows.

"Oh yeah... We should," Chan said with a grin.

"Do we absolutely have to go there today?" asked Jisung, who actually didn't feel like having to choose any colors at all.

"Yes, we have to!" Chan said so determined that the topic was over.

Sighing, Jisung dressed, while Chan and Changbin secretly grinned at each other.

Minho also got dressed. He had seen the grin between Chan and Changbin, but didn't know what to think of it.

After all, they sat together in the car and Chan and Changbin found it increasingly difficult not to reveal everything directly.

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