Double Trouble | Lee Minho

four

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"And we meet again Yuna."

"Juyeon."

"How have you been Yunie?" Hearing him call me that name makes me cringe. Which also means he hasn't changed sadly. "Good." I answer as I try to excuse myself out of this weird conversation.

"You're not planning on asking me that back?" He asks as he turns me around making me look at him again. "What do you want Juyeon?" I sigh.

"We haven't seen each other for half a year and you're acting like we're strangers?" I can hear that he's starting to get annoyed. "Damn you've been counting? That's the most you've done for me." I roll my eyes. "Now if you will excuse me." I turn my back against him but as I walk away he grabs my wrist.

I turn back at him as he looks kinda sorry. "Please hear me out Yun." I shake my arm trying to get his hand off of me, but nothing works. "Let me go." I demand, but he doesn't. "Juyeon I said-"

"She said let go."

I look at my left as someone walks towards us. "Not a great idea to force someone to listen to your pathetic behavior." He says as he releases Juyeon's hand from my wrist.

If I remember correct from that night at the convenience store, his name would be Minho.

"And who are you?" Juyeon asks as he takes a step towards Minho. "Doesn't really matter, if you're not blind you can obviously see she's not comfortable with you." Minho states as he grabs my arm. "Let's go."

"Oh so this is what it is huh?" Juyeon yells towards us as we both had our backs turned to him. I turn around. "Juyeon for fuck sakes can you shut up? You've rejected me and told me you wanted nothing to do with me. Please stick to your own words and let me be." I make sure to say loud enough as I lead Minho and me away from the situation.

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Minho insisted on walking me home. I've told him like 15 times that I'm okay and that I can walk home on my own. But he didn't let me since he wouldn't know if Juyeon would do anything to me on my way home.

"Thank you for helping me there by the way.. Minho right?" I say as we walk home. "Mhm." He mumbles.

You can't say the walk towards my house was very talkative. It was kinda awkward since well, we're basically strangers.

"I'm sorry." He suddenly says which makes me question. "For what?"

"The convenience store thing." He answers as he grabs something out of his pocket. He then hands me a box of Pocky. "It was childish of me and you didn't throw the keys at me on purpose." He says as I accept the Pocky from him.

"Did you buy the Pocky especially for me?" I ask as he nods. "I didn't know when or if I'd come across you again so I'd just always bring it with me." He says as I smile. A complete stranger did this for me and I've been crying for 4 months straight over an asshole.

"How's your wound?" I ask as he turns his head so I have a view of his scar. "It's fine, it'll heal." He answers short as I nod.

I stop as we arrive at my house. "Thank you for walking me home." I say as he gives me a quick smile that didn't even last a second. "Oh by the way-"