Escape (Minho x Reader)

Deja Vu

"This is where we spend the majority of our time" Seungmin says, panning his hand out towards their living room.

They have an open concept floor plan going. The living room is in the middle, the kitchen is behind it, dining room to the right of the kitchen, and then an entrance to what looks like a hallway.

"We usually use the basement door but that right there is the front door. If we leave for like leisurely activities or are traveling far we use that door." Minho chimes in, masking his emotions exceptionally well still.

Although he doesn't seem like it, I can still read him like a toddler picture book. That might be because I had to for survival.

"So, what's down that entry?" I ask, pointing to where I think a hallway would be.

"That's the hall where all of our bedrooms are. Oh and over here to the left there's another entry to another hallway where we have a conference room and other rooms of the sort for work." Seungmin informs me, guiding me to the hall where the bedrooms are.

We take a left and he names who's room is who's as we go.

The first one on the left is Chris's room, then on the right is Minho's, the left again is Changbin, and the last one on the right is Hyunjin.

They all zig zag. So on the right side of the hall the first on the right is Jisung's, the left is Felix, then the right again is Seungmin, and the last one on the left is Jeongin.

In front of the entrance to this hall are two more doors, "these are our spare rooms. Go ahead and pick whichever one you fancy!" Seungmin says, smiling brightly.

"Let's go with the left one" I choose, a tad too excited to be picking a room.

"Alrighty! I'll have one of the others switch over the stuff we have in the other one. We only stocked one, no clue why. I told them to stock both but uh, that didn't happen." Seungmin chuckles out, leading me back towards the living room.

Minho remains quiet, keeping a firm but gentle grip on my other arm.

We take a seat on the couch and Seungmin calls for everyone else to come meet me.

Oh lord I am so nervous about that.

"They're not going to hurt you I promise. They are super annoying and hyper but all of them are kind and gentle." Minho whispers to me, noticing my unease.

I smile briefly and nod, watching everyone file in and plop onto the U shaped sectional. They seem pretty young.

"Okay, so we told you guys that Minho brought home a victim last night that was a major part of a rival group. But what we didn't tell you was that she is the one who helped him escape." Seungmin informs the group who one by one dawn shocked looks on their faces upon registering the information thrown at them.

"No way. Oh my god thank you so much, you have no idea how grateful we have all been for you. Oh, how will we ever repay you." The boy with blue hair and freckles says, starting to visibly tear up.

"No no don't cry! You don't need to repay me, I would do it for anyone in that situation" I say hesitantly, not wanting to upset any of them with my presence.

I fold in on myself, trying to take up the least amount of space I possibly can.

"Oh you are so sweet my heart! My name is Felix, I promise I'm okay I just feel things very deep and hard." He assures me, now brandishing a bright smile.

I smile back but remain tensed and trying to minimize the space I use.

They all start to introduce themselves, slowly becoming comfortable with my presence. In the midst of them rambling about anything and everything a hand appears on my back.

I flinch at the sudden touch and whip my head in the direction it came from. Minho is there looking at me with worried eyes.

"We aren't going to hurt you, I promise. They are just incredibly loud. It's honestly a talent" He tries to diminish my obvious anxiety.

I slightly laugh and relax just a little. Hyunjin begins talking shit. Catching the attention of Minho while doing so.

"How many degrees did I say?" Minho begins, causing Hyunjin to stop talking and look at him, "20 minutes at 180 degrees in the air fryer." He continues, adorning a mischievous smile.

"Okay okay that's enough" Changbin says, silencing everyone to about a 2.

"So, has anyone informed Chris we have a guest?" Jeongin, the youngest, asks.

"Uhhhmm, no?" Jisung responds, looking around at everyone else's deer in the headlights looks.

The door begins to click and locks start turning.

"I guess we're informing him now." Changbin mumbles, earning 'wtf' looks from everyone.

The door opens and in walks a man dressed in jeans, a black hoodie, and a black beanie. He's carrying a duffle bag and wearing a back pack. I'm assuming he has just come back from a trip of some sort.

He turns around and I am met with a kind face. Oddly familiar face as well. Like, insanely familiar. So much so that it's kind of creeping me out.

"Hey guys, I'm back early! Who's this?" He says, kicking his shoes off and making his way towards the couch.

I put my head down and immediately tense back up. New people have always been difficult for me. Maybe not when I was smaller. But it's been this way for a long time since then.

Minho slightly rubs my back in an attempt to get me to calm down a bit. He probably knows as much as I do that being this tense and anxious isn't good for my current condition.

"Is anyone going to tell me? Did something happen while I was gone? Nobody is hurt right?" The person I'm assuming is Chris questions, looking at everyone worriedly.

He sounds and looks so familiar but I can't place it?

Minho begins to tell him what happened from his point of view, leaving out the gruesome details of the situation I came from but informing him that I was found badly hurt.

"Y/N this is Chris, Chris this is Y/N" Minho introduces us, keeping his voice low and calm.

"Hi, it's so nice to meet the brave person that saved my best friend! Is there anything I can get you? A comfort stuffed animal? Maybe a blanket that will be only yours?" Chris asks, also keeping his voice low and calm.

I look up to him at the mention of a stuffed animal. Mine were left behind when my brother and I left home.

"Uhm, a stuffed animal would be nice actually. That's really kind of you" I reply softly, smiling gently to him.

"I can absolutely do that for you, it's no problem at all! Do you have a preference?" He asks, finally placing his bags on the ground.

"If you can find a brown a white stuffed dog that would be awesome, but if not anything will be cherished!" I answer, smiling a tad more at his genuine care.

"I think I can make that work." He says with true kindness behind his voice.

He sits on the couch beside Jeongin and the conversations pick back up. I remain quiet and relax ever so slightly.

Something about these dudes tells me I'm actually safe.

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Heyyyyyy, I decided to publish it unfinished so hopefully I can have motivation to continue writing this more often! Things are a bit tough for me right now and I know that writing helps but sometimes it's just hard to start typing and thinking and all that jazz. I hope the story is good so far!

Anyways, happy reading!