In which Minho notices a handsome boy living on the streets and decides he wants to 'have' him.
"If you sign this you'll be allowed to live here. You'll have your own room. Food, clothes and every other thing you might want will be provided for you...
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The next entire week, Changbin neither saw nor heard anything from Minho. He was just living in that house, going for walks with one of the older's people occasionally, eating, sleeping and trying to entertain himself.
One could assume he'd get bored of doing these things by himself over and over again everyday, but he definitely wasn't getting bored.
He devoured each and every meal he ate like it was his last. Enjoying every bite, appreciating every bite. Going to sleep on such a soft and warm mattress each and every night felt like the biggest luxury. Going for walks outside knowing he had a warm house to go back to felt like a dream. And having all of these electronics felt like a literal miracle. He had gained a bit of weight as well and looked a little healthier.
Having that background of having been at complete rock bottom, he knew, understood and appreciated the value of these 'every day things' deeply. And thus, he simply wasn't getting bored at all.
What was weird though, was the fact that Minho hadn't asked for his help at all yet anymore. And Changbin kept wondering why. Did he perhaps not like their first time? Was he too busy or tired? Where was he anyway? Why hasn't Changbin been seeing him in his own house? Initially, he thought Minho would call for him every single day.
"Felix?" He asked seeing the boy passing by through the hallway.
"Yes?"
"Uhm.. do you know how Minho's doing?"
The younger tilted his head to the side, a little confused "Minho? He's on a business trip. He'll come back like two weeks from now."
Changbin was in utter shock. Another two weeks? Why didn't he at least let him know? He's been totally on edge the entire time, anxious of being called over any minute for no reason.
"O-Oh okay.. thanks for telling me."
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[Two Weeks Later]
It was the day Minho was supposed to come back and arrive back at home. By now Changbin had grown fully acostumed to the house and his new routine.
He was trying to make friends with the workers around the house, but somehow, the conversations always ended being rather shallow and short, because nobody ever talked to him for longer than 10 minutes max.
Changbin was just resting in his room, waiting for any sign of Minho's arrival so he could greet him, but he didn't hear a thing until even way past 10pm.
At some point, he huffed and sighed, being a bit tired of not doing anything at all. So he stood up from his bed, and walked outside.
Immediately when he opened the door, he froze entirely. Minho and Felix were having a conversation in the hallway near his door, the two immediately turning to him.
