| CHAPTER THIRTY - ONE |
"Injured or not, I won't hesitate to slap you." Minghao laughs at Dino, watching the boy stuff a sandwich in his face and bicker with Wonwoo, "My bicep might feel better if you go get me another water." Dino sings out.
Wonwoo scoffs, "Are you serious?"
Dino grins, waving his empty bottle around, "It won't walk to me from the mini fridge all by itself."
Wonwoo rolls his eyes, walking away.
"I'm glad you're okay." Minghao finds time to speak, looking up from his computer, "You seem better. How's your wound?"
"Just peachy." Dino smiles, raising his good arm, flexing his muscle, "I'm as strong as a bulletproof vest, The8. Nothing can beat me," Dino shakes his head, scoffing, "It's just a little scratch— Fuck!"
Jun laughs, letting go of Dino's injured arm, "A little scratch." He shakes his head.
"You're an asshole." Dino pouts.
Jun takes a seat in his cubby, leaning over to Minghao. The red haired boy looks up, eyes on Jun, and he's surprised, the close proximity rather... accelerating, "You doing okay?"
Minghao nods, "I'm alright."
"Feeling better?"
"Yup." Minghao gives him a smile, nodding his head in reassurance. He looks at his computer after a second or two, sighing at all the cases as he scrolls mindlessly, "There are so many."
"Yeah, I feel so bad." Jun frowns, "Those cases... The ones you're looking at now... We obviously haven't solved. I feel so guilty for not helping the families. They'll forever live their lives with unanswered questions. All the victims deserve justice, don't you think?"
Minghao stares at the computer, mind lost, "Of course." He tries not to think about his own problems, distracting himself by tapping his fingertips on the desk, humming a song under his breath.
"My Moon?" Jun chuckles.
Minghao looks over, surprised, "You know it?"
"Jess Benko, of course." Jun smiles, "That song is so beautiful."
"Hey," Minghao laughs, brows raised in amusement. He turns fully, arm resting over the back of his chair as he meets the man's eyes, "Your surname is Moon, isn't it?"
Jun nods, "Korean wise." He says, shrugging, "I'm Chinese, so it's Wen Junhui if you want, but I mostly just go by Moon around here."
"You're Chinese?"
"Mhm. All the way from Shenzhen." Jun grins, "God, I miss China." He frowns.
"Me too." Minghao sighs.
Jun furrows his brows, "You're Chinese?"
"No!" Minghao's heart drops.
Jun looks at him in confusion.
"Sorry," He wants to slap himself, "I'm not." He shakes his head a little bit too quickly, and Jun almost finds it a bit strange, "I just haven't visited in a while, yeah." Minghao chuckles awkwardly, looking away.
"Okay, then." Jun smacks his lips with a nod, paying that weird scene no mind, turning back to his cubby, "If you need anything don't be afraid to ask me."
Minghao bites his bottom lip to refrain from saying anything stupid. He nods at Jun instead, ensuring him he'll definitely do so.
He turns back to his cubby, closing his eyes.
The guilt is eating him alive.
He doesn't know why.
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THE8 | Junhao
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