Only One

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Yo yo yo!!!! Oim back bitches. Bet u missed me, huh?

Sorry, that was cringe. Idk why I'm like this, but it is what it is ig. I really hope you enjoy this lovely chapter, it's definitely my fav that I've written so far and hopefully you enjoy it. (Lucky for y'all, u don't have to wait a full week for the ending of the cliffhanger.)

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⚠️TW⚠️: Cursing, Nightmare (mention), fainting

Timeline: Monday, November 21st, 2022

2:15 AM - 8:05 AM

Word Count: 2273

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MINHO'S POV

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What the actual fuck was that? It sounded oddly like Y/N. But why would she be screaming? It's the middle of the night.

Unless something happened to her...

Or is happening to her...

Whatever it is, I guess I have to go check up on her.

With a heavy sigh, I throw off the fluffy bed sheets that covered me and sit up in bed. In an effort to adjust to the darkness, and to clear the sleep from my head, I rub my eyes for a couple seconds before getting fully out of bed. The walk down the hallway seemed like hours as I run  so many different scenarios through my head of what could've happened to Y/N. When I reach her doorknob, I settle my racing mind down before softly knocking and sliding the door open.

With the door open, I can hear heavy breathing coming from in the bedchamber, probably Y/N. Heavy breathing means she's either scared, in tears, or physically tired. The breathing pattern isn't the jerky, sobbing, rhythm you'd hear from a crying person, it's steady - scratch that, steadily increasing - in speed, so I know it's not from exhaustion. That leaves the possibility that she's scared... probably.

When enough light floods into the room to allow Y/N to notice it, her head whips in my direction. When I look in her eyes, the darting uncertainty of where they're looking confirms my thoughts that she's terrified.

Nightmare. It has to be a nightmare.

"Wha-? Who- who are y- you?" Her voice sounds so weak, and at hearing it my heart may as well have ripped in half.

"It's Minho, Y/Nah. I heard you scream, I wanted to make sure you're safe." I whisper just loud enough so she can hear me.

Hearing that, she settles down a little and pats the bed next to her. With careful steps, I walk towards her and sit where she indicated me to. As she leans her head on my shoulder and I feel the tears dripping off her face and onto the fabric of my t-shirt all I want to do is make her feel better. I don't care what I have to do. Hell, I'd give her half of my own fucking soul. But seeing Y/N, the strongest person I know, crying into the shoulder of her younger brother? That breaks my heart.

After a couple minutes Y/N lifts herself up to look at me. "Can I tell you about the dream?" She asks me.

How could I say no? "Of course, princess."

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