Kitsu_tangerine
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“Hey, are you okay?” Someone asks. The voice is high and kind of whiny, but Minho doesn’t say that because his mom’s been telling him to be less rude to people.
He opens his eyes, and there’s a hand, seemingly smaller than his. And he knows his hands are pretty small, because his friends from class always like to remind him. He looks up to see a boy who looks younger than him, face scrunched up.
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the 2min childhood friends to lovers, fwb 5+1 fic