When Chan woke up, he lay snuggled up between Jisung and Minho.

Minho had kept his word and carried him to bed. Smiling, Chan snuggled even closer to him.

The memories of the past evening made Chan blush and he bit his lower lip.

Never in life would he have believed that sex as bottom could feel so different and so incredible.

And yet he lay here and would get back in with Minho at any time. Even if his body was very painful at the moment. But he had put it on it and asked Minho not to be gentle with him.

Chan kept remain laying down for a moment and enjoyed the closeness of the others, but at some point his stomach became noticeable. He was insanely hungry and urgently needed something to eat.

Moaning, he crawled out of bed as carefully as possible and stood up with a tormented grin.

Although he had been very convinced in the shower in the evening that he could walk himself, he now wished Minho would carry him to the kitchen.

But he was still asleep and so Chan had no choice but to walk into the kitchen with careful, small steps.

Once there, he turned on the coffee machine, then leaned moaning against the kitchenette and closed his eyes.

Actually, he had an incredible desire for pancakes, but that was too much work for now and he didn't know when the others would wake up.

"Good morning, baby," lips gently lay on his.

Chan carefully pulled Minho to him and returned the kiss.

"Good morning," he murmured.

"Well, how are you?" asked Minho and couldn't resist his grin.

"Uhm... incredibly good and very painful?" said Chan and had to laugh.

Without hesitation Minho lifted Chan up and carried him to the sofa.

"Rest a bit and I'll take care of breakfast," Minho said with a smile.

Chan actually wanted to help him, but he was very sure that wasn't a good idea. His lower body really hurt a lot and he was happy if he didn't have to move too much.

In a good mood, Minho went back to the kitchen and discovered the finished coffee.

He carefully carried the hot cup to Chan, who received it gratefully.

A short time later, he heard music from the kitchen and Minho, who whistled along in a good mood.

Chan shook his head with a grin.

Just when he wanted to lie down differently and turn on the TV, Jisung came into the living room.

Careful and with small steps, but he didn't look half as tormented as Chan felt.

When Jisung discovered Chan, he blushed and bite his lower lip.

"Come here, baby," Chan said quietly and stretched out his arms to Jisung.

Happily smiling and significantly faster than Chan, Jisung went to him and cuddled into the arms of the elder.

"Well, are you okay?" Chan asked gently.

Jisung nodded with a smile and leaned forward to kiss Chan.

"You too?" Jisung finally asked after they had separated from each other.

Chan nodded, with a tortured grin on his lips.

"In the beginning it's the worst. But at some point you get used to it," Jisung said and had to laugh.

"It was incredible...," Chan murmured and buried his face in Jisung's hair.

"With us too," Jisung murmured.

For a moment they kept cuddled close to each other. But finally Jisung kissed Chan gently again and made his way to the kitchen.

Minho stood at the stove and was preparing an incredibly delicious-smelling breakfast.

Jisung became very warm to his heart when he saw Minho in the kitchen. He loved it when the older took the time and cooked.

Slowly he walked towards him, stood behind him and wrapped his arms around him.

"Good morning my handsome," he murmured and kissed Minho's neck.

Smiling, Minho put the cooking spoon aside, turned around and wrapped his arms around Jisung.

"Good morning, baby," he said quietly and kissed Jisung lovingly. He gently stroked his back and then buried his hands in Jisung's hair.

"Did you sleep well?"

Grinning, Minho let his hands wander to Jisung's butt and gently slapped it.

"I slept very well and you?"

Jisung groaned and boxed against Minho's shoulder.

"Me too, but don't do that. It really hurts!"

"Go and cuddle up to Channie. Then we can have breakfast soon," he said, lovingly stroked Jisung's back again and kissed him gently.

"I love you!" Jisung said affectionately.

"I love you too, my angel! And now off with you. Otherwise my hand could possibly come up with the idea and hit your ass again..," said Minho grinning.

As fast as he could, Jisung got away from Minho. Normally he had no problem at all with the fact that his fiancé liked his butt incredibly much and liked to hit it, but after sex, especially after particularly wild nights, it sometimes just hurt.

What would never stop him from having sex. But he didn't have to put it on it that Minho's hand landed on his butt again.

Back in the living room, he wanted to cuddle up to Chan again, but since he looked like he was about to fall asleep again, Jisung changed his plan and went to the bedroom.

Once there, he crawled under the blanket to Changbin, cuddled up to the older and began to spread kisses on Changbin's neck.

At first Changbin grumbles a bit, but when Jisung made his hand disappear under the older's shirt and gently stroked his back, he finally opened his eyes.

"Good morning, baby," Changbin muttered sleepily.

"Good morning Binnie," Jisung said quietly and snuggled closer to Changbin.

Changbin carefully pulled Jisung closer to him and buried his hands in the younger's hair.

"How are you?" asked Changbin.

"Very good. And you?" Jisung asked and smiled contentedly.

"Also," said Changbin, kissed Jisung and closed his eyes again with relief. A small part of him had feared that Jisung would regret the last evening, but apparently that was not the case.

Just when Changbin was about to fall asleep again, Minho came into the bedroom.

Grinning, he cuddled up to Changbin from behind and made his hands disappear under the younger one's shirt.

"Binnie, breakfast," he said quietly and stroked Changbin's stomach.

He opened his eyes and looked at Jisung confused for a moment until he realized that Minho was behind him.

Yawning, he stretched, changed his position so that he lay on his back and pulled Minho and Jisung to him.

"Then we should probably get up," he murmured.

They woke up Chan and then ate breakfast together.

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