Stay ~ A Stray Kids Fanfic

Minho

     "But, Mr. Lee, you need to eat in order to get better-"

     I wave her away. "I eat when I want to, and I don't want to right now!" She stumbles backwards and finally gives in. With her face wielding defeat, she leaves me to stare out the window once again.

     I had been here for only day, and, already, I had yearned to go back to school. Not home, never home...but back to school with the others.

     The room didn't even have a tv. I was stuck using the traffic as my daily entertainment and counting how many times a dog walked by or a girl wore a green dress. The last one was rare, making it more driving to wait and search for one.

     I met Doctor Kim once since getting the cast. He had asked about my parents, in which I replied with they weren't home right now. The more he pressed, the more I did in return until he finally gave up. I turned down medication, only requesting over the counter pain killers once in awhile. Anything that was in my price range.

     And the food was horrible!

     I cross my arms and glare at the white, foam tray holding whatever edible substance I was supposed to feast on. I was hungry, especially after getting the food kicked out of my hands that night. It had saddened me that because I couldn't properly defend myself, the others couldn't eat.

     'They probably all hate me now.'

     I shuffle in my bed, burdened with the log-like bandage on my right arm. The arm I used to shoot hoops and win games with. I slump back in disgust. 'Who will fill in for me now? I have a game tonight.'

I snarl at the thought of the thugs who hurt me, who hurt all of us. "I hope you all rot in hell."

"I hope you don't mean us, Lee Minho," an all-too familiar voice says. Whipping around, I catch a swarm of boys slowly filing in, Han Jisung being in the front.

My expression must've been over-the-top surprised, because they all started chuckling amongst each other. It wasn't til I threw the covers off me and tried to get up did they frown again.

"Woah Woah Woah," they all said like a flock of crows, all huddling around me and urging me to stay put.

Chan eyes the cast with disbelief. "Wow, Seungmin. You're dad did a great job." The senior nods in response, his arms crossed in front of his chest and a single daffodil in one hand.

"Is that for me?" I say without thinking twice. His soft eyes widen before erupting in smiles and nodding.

"Yes, it's for you," he chuckles, resting it in the vase on my bedside table.

"No, Minho, actually we brought it for the kid next door to you."

I flick Hyunjin's forehead, the room filling with the upmost laughter that I needed to hear. The senior rubs the red mark on his head, shooting me playful glares as everyone else recovers.

"We brought a whole bunch for you, actually," Hyunjin goes on. I hadn't realized he was carrying a basket on his back until he took it off. Opening it, Felix and Jeongin both grab for the bouquets and place them around me. I must've looked somewhat adorable to them, because half "awwed" and the others took pics.

"Guys, it's an ARM BREAK!"

"We know, Lee Know," Chan pats my head. I quirk an eyebrow up at the name. "What?"

"What did you just call me?"

"Oh, you're in for it now, President!" Changbin laughs from beside Felix. The leader blushes red before rubbing at his neck.