Lee Know

Han Jisung - It wasn't until late at night that he realized he'd left his favorite toy at a gas station.
Lee Minho - For the sake of his boyfriend's peace of mind, at one in the morning he went back for the toy without which he refused to sleep.

• Hannie, honey, choose quickly, we have to go, - Lee Minho muttered in his beloved's ear, grabbing him by the waist and hugging him slightly. He had been running around the store shelves for ten minutes already and couldn't decide what to take in the car. - Well, Hoo, wait! Have you filled up with gas yet? - A long time ago, Hannie. - Wow, so fast... Well, I haven't chosen yet...! Help me, should I take these or these? Jisung said, holding a strawberry cookie in one hand and a similar one, only with chocolate, in the other. - Take both. Han, what's the problem? - Well, okay, then this or this? Jisung picked up speed again, running up to the crackers. - Jisung. Take both. Minho answered automatically, with a serious face. He knew his active boyfriend very well and loved him madly, but sometimes, when he wanted to get home as quickly as possible, this sweet glutton would get out of the car with the excuse of "just stretching his legs." *
• Honey, let's go faster. At least you can sleep in the car, and I might get stuck in traffic because of you.* So they left the store: Minho with Han, and Han with a bunch of different food in his arms, which Minho often called some kind of crap because of its peculiar taste. Finally, they got into the car. Minho didn't even have time to buckle up while he was putting Jisung in his seat, when he was already asleep in the backseat. On long trips, and in this case, on a road trip after a vacation with Jisung's parents, Minho always told him to sit in the back so he could sleep and sprawl out more comfortably across the seat. They'd been driving for nearly nine hours, leaving Minho incredibly tired and eager for nothing more than a quick swim and a quick nap in his beloved's arms. But it wasn't to be... Finally pulling up to the house and parking the car, Minho silently and carefully got out, opened the back door, and paused for a moment, admiring the sight. He simply picked Han up, not daring to wake him, and carried him straight into the apartment.