036 : All Will Be Alright

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Chapter 36All Will Be Alright

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Chapter 36
All Will Be Alright

As soon as the meeting ended and those men left the room, I immediately stood up and held my throbbing head. It feels like I'm shrinking into deep confusion and I feel so lost in the moment.

"Minho, I don't know what to do." I mumbled.

He stood up and went near me. "I'll do everything that I can to find out the truth. Don't worry too much about it. I will handle it." He said, facing me.

"I-I . . . I want to help."

Minho stared at me with sincere eyes. He let out a deep sigh before reaching my elbows. He caressed it slowly and gently. That was one of my favorite gesture of him whenever I feel the need to calm down.

"I-I know his face. He seems so familiar." I said, biting my lower lip and staring down with full of anxiety and confusion in my eyes.

"Who?" He asked.

"The guy . . . The one behind my brother's death. I think—I think I've seen him before." I muttered, rubbing my forehead in frustration. "I just can't get myself to remember who he is."

"(Y/N), it's okay. It's okay. Don't force yourself. We'll work together. I have a feeling that we're so close in finding out the truth." Minho said.

He reached for my chin and used his fingers to lift my face. I faced him, his eyes were staring down at me. It was full of sincerity and assurance. Hsi gaze touched my soul and my heart soon went calm.

As if I am at peace when I stare directly at his eyes.

"Minho, do you think everything will be okay?" I looked at him with hopeful eyes.

He nodded his head and lean his forehead onto mine. He reached for my cheeks and caressed it, the other hand brushing my hair. My eyes closed when I felt his warm lips pressing on my forehead. His forehead kisses are the best.

"As long as we stay together, all will be alright in time." He mumbled.

I put up a smile while keeping my eyes closed. Minho kept on placing soft kisses on every feature of my face. His hand was brushing my hair and the other was holding my waist. The joy and tenderness that I was feeling soon got the best of me, making me throw myself in Minho's arms. I hugged him tight and he did to me too.

I felt my tears raging right now. Our fate let the both of us find each other at the time we needed someone to lean on. But Minho is far more than just someone to lean on for me. He's my home. He doesn't make me feel like I'm alone making me feel secured whenever I'm with him.

I feel something in my heart whenever he smiles at me, when he looks at me, the way he stares at me, when he touches me, and when he kisses me. He makes me feel things. He is such a home. After all, home is a feeling of secureness, warmth, and joy.

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