ITS YOU, MINHO x OC

WTFWT. 3.5

I wake up from my dead sleep. I look over to kitty side of the room and see that she isn't there. I get my phone and I see I don't have a text from her. I go to her contact and message her.

'KITTY'

'Hey, where are you???'

I stare at it for a good two minutes waiting for her to answer. But I see it's going to take more than a few minutes. I put my phone away and I should probably get up to get ready for the day, well night. When I had turned on my phone it was 1 at night. Wait. Why would kitty be out in the middle of the night? Okay, maybe she's just in the bathroom taking a shit or something.

I get up and open the door and the kitchen light was on, but it wasn't enough light. I could see the kitchen but not the living room.

I look down and see I'm wearing sweat and a oversized shirt that is too small for my dad.

I swallow the spit that was in my mouth and feel how dry me throat is. I put my hand in my head to see if I'm warm or not. I realize I'm sweating. God no. Please don't be sick. I mean I feel fine. Must've just had a weird dream. I mean it is really hot right now too. I continue my way to the kitchen.

I get to the kitchen and open a cupboard to get a glass. I try to grab it but I can't. I get on my tip toes still trying to get the glass.

I hear a low voice behind me laughing. I look behind me to see Minho standing there with his arms crossed. He was wearing a pj set.

"Need help?" He ask smirking at me seeing how I want tall enough to reach the glasses. He's going to make fun of me for being shorter than him...

"No." I tell him as I continue to try to get the glasses by myself. He walks up behind and tries to reach for the glass I'm trying to get. I smack his hand away.

"What was that for?!"

"I told you I'll get it." I wait until he moves back for I can continue to try and get it myself. He puts his hands up in a surrender and moves back. I get back on my tippy toes and reach my hand up. I see out of the corner of my eye Minho is just watching me struggle.

"Okay, fine, maybe I do need help." He smirks and walk towards me. I move back a little so he had space to grab it. He walks infront of me and reaches for the glass, as he's reaching for it I see his back muscles. He turns around with the glass in his hand.

"Here you go." He hands me the glass.

"Thanks.." I say in a very low voice practically a whisper.

"What was that?" He ask.

"Thanks." I saw in a quite voice.

"I'm sorry, what was that again?" He leans forward holding his hand up to his ear. He's smiling while doing this enjoying himself seeing how he has won this.

"Thanks!" I tell him, way louder this time.

"That's what I thought you said." He took a seat on the barstool. 

I take the glass and turn on the Facet, filling the cup up not even half way, just enough so I can drink it all and my throat would be good again.

I look over a Minho to see him staring at me.

"What?"

"Nothing." He gets up from where he was sitting and makes his way over to me. He looked down at me since he was just a little taller than I was.

"What are you doing?" I ask him, wondering what he's doing.

"This." He leans down and my breath get quicker. There is only a little space left between us. I lean in closer to close that space. Our lips start to move together, it felt like our lips fit perfectly, like a puzzle.

He picked me up and placed me on the counter as we continued to make out. I put my arms around his neck and he puts his arms around my waist. He stops kissing my lips and goes down to my neck. He get to my collarbone. He looks up at me and smiles then leans in again to kiss my lips.

I sit up, sweating. I'm breathing heavy. What the fuck was that?! I look over to see kitty sound asleep. Did I just have a sex dream about Minho?