You've never been a person who liked physical contact. But your best friend, Minho, can't live without it. He doesn't know how to express his devotion in any other way. You won't get kind words from him, but you can understand that you are important to him by how clingy he is to your body. All his friends are already used to unexpected assaults on their asses with playful slaps. To hugs on their waists as if they were his husbands. Only physical contact has been unusual for you since childhood, and Minho's various attempts to touch you haven't ended well between you. He will never understand why you react so strongly to ordinary touches.

You spent the night at Minho's house today. He gave you his bed while he decided to be on the floor, making himself a comfortable and soft place to sleep. While you were reading the book, you wanted to ask him to bring water because you were too tired to get up; it was almost midnight, and drowsiness didn't even allow you to get out of bed. When you called him out, Minho climbed up on the bed and placed a soft kiss on your knee. Of course, it doesn't mean anything to him, and he just always shows his devotion to his friends through physical contact whenever possible, but for you, it was still wild.

"What? Why did you call me?"

Minho asked in a puzzled and calm tone, half lying on the bed and waiting for your answer.