You and Minho have been friends since childhood. You two are inseparable. Wherever someone found one, the other would be right behind. Minho was really handsome and basically your type, but would you admit that? No. But would you still blush and kick your feet whenever you thought about him? Well.. yes! It wasn't a crush, though. Of course not. You're alone again for Valentine's day. And of course, Minho was too, so they decide to spend it together. You two have basically spent almost every Valentine's day together, only as friends of course. Minho and you are at his house, baking cookies together. You're mixing up the wet ingredients while Minho's preheating the oven. He looks back at you, realizing that you're mixing too slowly. Minho turns his body around fully, coming up behind you and putting his hand on top of yours, his other resting on your hip. He guides your hand to work faster and once you got the hang of it, he pulls back and begins to work on getting the baking sheet ready.