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by CarmenKB

"What the hell is on your neck!" My mom shouts when Minho and I step inside. I gasp, my hand flying to my neck.

"Lee Minho!" I growl, glaring at the boy who gave me a sheepish look.

"Han Jisung!" My mom retorts, walking up to me and grabbing my chin to take a better look. "Aish, if I see something like this again, I will call your parents and you two will be on lockdown. Keep your door open."

"Mom," I whine. "Don't be that kind of mother."

"Don't be that kind of kid. Let me parent. Door cracked open whenever he is here."

"But what about when he sleeps over? The dark hallway is scary."

She huffs at me, crossing her arms. "We have very thin walls in this house. Door closed at night, but open when the sun rises."

"Deal!" I smile, grasping Minho's hand and rushing upstairs.

When we get there, Minho grabs a pillow to hide himself. "You are in such big trouble, Lee Minho. Why didn't you say anything! We could've bought makeup to hide it."

"Wait, you're not mad that I gave it to you?"

"Why would I be mad at that? I'm mad that you didn't tell me it was there!"

"Sorry, I forgot. I was admiring it and didn't realize she'd be home." He sets the pillow down, climbing on my bed.

"She's always home on the weekends."

"Well I didn't know," he laughs, reaching out for me. I give in, letting him hug me.

"Asshole."

"I love you~"

I sigh. "I love you, too."

Tears trail down my cheeks even before I get the chance to open my eyes. Every fucking time. I take in a shaky breath, sniffling softly. Sitting up, I wipe my dampened cheeks.

It's so dark in my room. The only thing that comforts me is Minho's soft breathing. I rub my eyes, pulling my knees to my chest and burying my face in them.

I can't stand living like this. Feeling good and then have something shitty happen. It's a cycle. Every time I'm happy, something always fucks it up. Usually, it's Heetuk. Sometimes, it's just nightmares. And I can't control either.

I just have to accept this. He's going to leave many times. He's going to come back and use us. I need to stop stressing myself out over it. Stop caring about something that I can't control.

The nightmares are also something I can't do anything about. Because everything is stressing me out, I'm stuck. School is almost over, so maybe that'll help me destress. Exams, I think, are next week.

Summer shall be interesting this year. With Minho and then the gays. It's pretty solid.

"Ji? Hey, what's wrong?" Minho rasps, startling me.

I pick my head up, smiling and rubbing my irritated eyes again. "I'm okay. Just a nightmare. Go back to bed."

I lay down, inviting him to cuddle into my chest. "Are you sure you're okay? You were crying."

I hum, brushing my fingers through his hair. "I'm okay. I calmed myself down."