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About an hour after leaving the room, Minho returns. He opens the door and steps inside, closing the door when he figures that Seungmin is no longer on his bed, but on his own bed.

Startled, Seungmin stops from what he is doing. He put the thing on his hand down and turn his head away from Minho.

Putting a poker face, hands inside of his trousers pocket, Minho walks towards his bed, sitting there facing Seungmin.

[If you all wondering, this is how their room looks like.]

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Seungmin moves and turn from Minho, his body faces the study table instead. Acting like he don't care for a minute before his hand reach the cream again. He put some and apply it on his neck with his phone as a mirror to help him with a better reflection. He goes for it again and apply the cream on his neck even though it is uncomfortable. For him, it's no easy because he needs to spread the cream and hold the phone at the same time to do it right.

Now, here come the unfortunate event. When Seungmin is still applying the cream on his neck, his hand suddenly turn slippery due to the sweats formed on his palm and heck he drop his phone.

Seungmin cussed silently before he bend his
back forward to pick up his fallen phone. His hand reach for the phone, closer and getting closer, yet when he almost get it, a hand suddenly appear and take it up first.

Seungmin look up to see Minho is already in front of him with the phone in his hand. Before, " Give me back," leaves Seungmin's mouth, Minho snatch the cream from Seungmin's hand and sit next to him, placing the phone down on the bed.
Without saying a word, Minho put some of the cream to his finger and apply it on Seungmin's neck, spreading it gently without hurting the younger. His other hand stop Seungmin's hand when Seungmin is about to slap his hand away as a rebellion.

" Don't be so stubborn, Kim Seungmin. You don't even know how to do it properly."

Instead of saying, " What do you even care?" Seungmin's hand weaken and slowly returning down when he sees the dead serious expression on Minho's face. Seeing the unfamiliar sight of Minho right now, Seungmin's eyes shaken a bit. Minho have his jaw clenched, his eyes are quite sharp seriously focusing on his task and his lips are unfamiliarly attractive than usual.

Staring at the older face, Seungmin realise how handsome is Minho. He have that celebrity face that everyone wish to have. No wonder Jisung fall for Minho when Minho was this fine.

"Are you done?"

Blinking a few times after Minho asked, Seungmin raise his brow. Done what? Aren't he is the one who suppose to ask that question to know if Minho have done applying the cream or not?

Noticing the confusion on Seungmin's face, Minho moves backwards from Seungmin and put down the cream as he have done his job. " Staring at my pretty face."

Flustered because he have been caught, Seungmin avert his gaze from the older. " I'm not!" Minho pull out a cheeky smirk as a reaction.

Minho then move. He rise up, legs walking towards the study table, take his towel that he placed around the chair.

Picking his clothes and grabbing his pail, he look at Seungmin. " Are you coming?"

Seungmin raise his eyebrow. " Going where?"

"Well..." Minho scratch the back of his head, unable to form the right word to tell Seungmin. " Just for you to know... That person is still here, might be wandering around the dorm. Any time if you exit this room, you could encounter him... I just don't want anything bad happens again. Uhm... You haven't take your morning shower yet, right? I am thinking if you want to come along with me? I can guard the door if you want to." Minho finish his words with a reassuring smile.

Seungmin avert his gaze when Minho smile to him. He don't know, he find it weird and just very different. He is not used to this version of Lee Minho.

Nothing Seungmin's silence, Minho silently sigh. " It's okay if you don't want to."

Disappointed, he turn around and walk to the door. Opening the door with offended feeling, he stop his pace when he sense a figure in front.

Minho lift up his head to see what's it. It's take him a while to figure what is actually happening and after that his face turns pale.

A gang of coloured head are standing there , with the purple one as their lead, looking very creepy, staring dead at Minho's eyes.




















" Surprise, motherfucker!"

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