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"Oh my god, don't tell me you two are actually becoming a real romantic comedy." "What?" Minho asked, glaring at Thomas. "You hate his guts and he hates yours and after a night together by some miracle you start getting along and you fall in love! It's a classic!" "You've been watching way too much TV. What the hell has Gally been letting you watch?" Minho shoved him up the stairs. "But seriously, what happened?"Nothing happened." Minho insisted, frowning at Thomas. "So what's that on your neck?" "Bug bite." Minho said through gritted teeth. "Would you leave it?" "So if I march over to Newt's room, and find Newt covered with marks like the one on your neck and god knows where, I should just assume there was a swarm of bugs that attacked both of you last night?" "What else would it be?" Minho asked, slamming the door to prevent Thomas from coming in.A bug bite." Alby repeated, "We did stay in the bloody forest for a night." Newt told him. "But isn't that the spot that you said that makes your knees go weak?" "I told you that in confidence, and what of it?" "Maybe it was a big bug."It was." Newt agreed. He opened his bag and lied down on his bed and looked at his best friend's face closely. "Oh my god, you two did the deed, didn't you?!" "I don't know what the bloody hell you're talking about, and what are we sixth formers? You can't say we fucked?" "So you did fuck?" "I didn't say that." Newt's eyes narrowed.I hope you're the having a harder time getting the inquisitor squad off your back' Minho read the message, rolling his eyes at it. 'You've met my best friend, right? At least yours has too much dignity to sulk'. Minho sent it and tucked it in his pocket. "And now you're smiling at your phone!!?" Thomas exclaimed, making Minho take a deep breath. "Jesus Fucking Christ, we're still on this?" Minho asked warily. "We were never off it!"Just answer this, is he better or worse than Nick?" Alby asked. "Answering that would have to tell you whether your suspicions are true or not." "Something tells me something went down between you two." "Nothing happened that I didn't want it too," Newt finally pulled on his jacket. "That doesn't answer my question at all." "Read between the lines, brother." "There's nothing to read, you piece of klunk." "Ugh, you're spending too much time with them, slinthead." "Not the only one."Newt and Alby walked out of his room just as Minho and Thomas was walking past it, arguing. "Newt, do you mind unbuttoning your shirt?" Thomas asked, giving Minho a pointed look. "I beg your pardon?" Newt asked, looking between Minho and Thomas. "Don't mind him," Minho said, pulling Thomas back to his side. "Both of you are acting quite strange." "It's all because of an 'insect bite' on the this Klunk's neck." "Huh. Newt has one to and he says it's also an insect bite."We were in the forest, it not unnatural for the forest to have insects that bite." Newt signed heavily. "What he said." Newt and Minho glanced at each other, locking eyes for a moment before looking away. "Are you actually agreeing with me?" Newt asked. "You do make sense sometimes." "And here I thought you always thought me as the arrogant... What did you call me? Shuckfaced slinthead?" "You are still that." "Ahh, well, you're still a pompous prat."So you used to race?" Minho asked when Newt sat next to him. "Why don't you do it anymore?" "It's hard to keep doing it regularly if you get chronic pain in the leg." "How'd you get it?" "Get what?" "The pain?" "I got in an accident." Minho wanted to ask but Newt didn't seem inclined to share. "Mmm, so, if you aren't going to be king, what do you plan on doing?" "Backpacking seems fun, go to America, start a new life." "You don't plan on staying?" "Do I have a reason to stay?"Are you asking me to stay?" Newt asked. Minho pursed his lips. "I'm asking if I can be one of those reasons." Newt looked away, trying to keep his face neutral. "I thought you'd be happy to see me gone and away from here." Minho ran a hand through his hair. "Maybe that was before. But I think Alexi would be miserable without seeing my face every day, don't you think?" "Yes, he's grown fond of yours face, hasn't he? Might have mistook you for a Chow-chow or Corgi."
You're a dick." Minho scowled. Newt rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to stay?" Newt asked quite more seriously than before. "I... I do." Minho answered. Newt looked at him, waiting for him to continue because this is Minho and after a moment, he realised that that it was all Minho had to say. "Will you?" Minho asked hopefully.