The Three Worst Secrets

Escape From Kim Tower

"I'm going to see if you can move in with Felix." Seungmin said, staring out the window in Minho's room.

It was seeming like more of a prison now, especially since he hadn't been allowed to leave.

At all.

For three whole weeks.

And to make matters worse, there was always someone coming over. Once a week the doorbell would ring- usually on Saturday or Sunday night- and Seungmin's father would hoot and holler in the entry way like they were entertaining the most important people to walk the earth.

"Why?" Minho asked, trying to keep venom out of his voice.

"I don't want you here."

Asshole. He blinked quickly, trying to make the tears disappear before the younger turned back around and saw them. "Why?" he pressed. Everything had seemed to be fine. But now that his father was back, maybe Seungmin was reminded of his original plan. Maybe Minho was getting in the way of his newer conquests. His arm suffered a phantom ache and he missed his wrench, lost somewhere in that terrible school.

"It's not safe here. Not with my father around. I don't want him to find you. God, if he found you..." he turned to eye him, and by then, the sorrow had sunk below the surface of Minho's skin.

"You don't want me in the way?"

"Huh?" even though he was looking right at him, the taller seemed to be very far away.

"I said... you want me to leave because I'm in your way?"

"What? No. Of course not."

"Well that's what it feels like!"

"Please. Don't yell."

Minho took a deep breath, noting the fear in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I can't help feeling like you're trying to send me away so you can get back to sleeping with the people you meet through your father."

Seungmin deflated like a balloon. "No. Hell no. Sweetheart-"

The elder cut him off at the pet name. It stung like salt in a fresh wound. "Don't... please... that- hurts."

"Minho? I am just trying to make sure my father doesn't hurt you."

"Oh."

"He's kind of insane. Pushed me down the stairs. Remember?"

A wave of embarrassment ran through him. He was being silly and self-centered. It was probably so clear now that Minho was still in love with him. Why would he even try to stop the younger from sleeping with anyone else? As if he had the right.

"Sorry."

"Don't. I would take a thousand angry words and accusations from you if it meant I could make up for what I did." Seungmin looked pale enough to possibly pass out. "Your anger doesn't hurt me Min. I deserve it. I deserve worse."

"Stop that."

"I do."

"That's not what this is, that's not what I-" he sighed and paused, trying to collect his thoughts. "I'm not trying to punish you. It's accidental. I don't deal with things well. I never have. When all of that happened with you; with Jinnie, Lix and Bin... it destroyed me. I lost what I was- who I thought I could be. And then I went back to being who I used to be and that didn't work either. I just-" he was growing increasingly worried at the color of the younger's skin. "Are you okay Seungie?"

"No." and then he fell sideways to the floor.

Seungmin awoke to the words of his butler. "Best not to move him sir."