The Mannequin - Minsung

five

The next night, Minho prepares food. He writes a note. He tries to stay awake. He ends up falling asleep anyway.

Sometime later... he is shaken awake.

The mannequin is blinking shyly. "Hi," it says.

Minho sits up immediately. "Hi! Did you eat?"

"N-No..." It responds. It is holding the note Minho left. It says: 'Please eat these sandwiches! And wake me up!'

"What are you waiting for? Get started!" Minho says.

He takes the cover off the plate and places it in the mannequin's hands. "Eat all you want! And always help yourself to whatever you like, okay?"

The mannequin looks adorable with its tiny smile. "Really?"

"Yes," Minho says. "If it helps you be alive longer, then you need it."

"Thank you," the mannequin whispers. It picks up a triangular cut sandwich. Takes a huge bite. Munches while smiling.

Its eyes are a little teary.

Minho's heart squeezes. He quickly touches its face.

"Oh, don't cry. You're too pretty to cry."

The mannequin's eyes widen in delight. It swallows its bite. It smiles.

Minho ends up holdings its cheeks. He can't help himself.

"Oh fuck, you're adorable. How—who made you?"

"I don't know that yet," the mannequin says.

'Oh, okay." Minho nods. He strokes its soft cheeks and smiles at it.

He then lets go and holds his own hands tightly in his lap.

"Okay, sorry. I'm distracting you. Please eat."

"It's alright," the mannequin says. "Thank you, Minho."

It's so cute! It used his name!

Minho's heart jumps happily. "You're welcome."

To be continued...

here's a mini update cuz I feel like it :)

I'm going to continue studying now lol, goodbye.