Escape (Minho x Reader)

Calm, Chaos, Comfort

"Hi Channie" I greet as I walk past him and to the fridge.

Oop, wait has he told the others? Everyone else knows him as Chris?

I slowly turn around to face him, visibly cringing, "oops, I mean Chris."

He stares back at me with a blank face for a moment before laughing a little. His hoodie moving with his giggles.

"It's alright, they can wait for me to explain when everyone is awake and fed" He informs me, tipping a mug up in my direction asking if I want coffee.

"Sure why not" I answer, turning back to the fridge with a smile on my face.

He's still the same. Same silliness, attitude, stubbornness, obsession with black clothes. Nothing changed except developing an anxiety disorder and insomnia; he's still Chan. And that makes me incredibly happy.

"Morning Y/N, can't figure out what to eat?" Minho says from behind me, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, did you have something in mind Mr. I can cook really good?" I ask, turning around to face him.

When I do, I am met with his face about 2 inches from mine.

Wow.

"Lawd" I instinctively express loudly as I move out of his way, my cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

He just smirks mischievously and starts getting things out of the fridge, "I did actually, it might take longer than usual but I figured I'd do it since everyone is sleeping in."

"What do you want to make? And can I help?" I ask, clearly hungry and bored.

"Cinnamon rolls" He answers, quickly turning to me with a look of mischief and determination.

I stare back at him the same way, "great idea."

We start getting everything ready while giggling maniacally.

"Uhm, I'll leave you two to it then. If you need me holler, also your coffee is on the counter Y/N." Chan says, side eyeing us but obviously happy that we're happy.

"Thank you!" I yell after him, immediately seizing the mug and taking a sip of my lifeline.

Minho perks up beside me, "y'know if you keep drinking that like it's water you might give yourself a heart attack or something."

I give him the stankest side eye known to man, "mind your business."

He puts his arms up in surrender and continues to start on the dough.

I observe him as he works, coming back to reality when he asks for assistance. He's literally wearing pajamas but he looks so good. Not smoking hot or anything, he just looks so pleasing to the eye. Maybe it's just his energy that makes him look fabulous in anything he wears? Like that pheromone thingy.

His little concentration face is so cute too. Every little quirk of his just makes me smile. I wonder why that is?

*Time Skip*

So Chan finally told everyone his life story and who he actually is. It went as well as it could have considering his closest buds were just told their comrade has a sister, was a member of a group that has been a thorn in their side since Stray Kids came about, and is not named Chris.

They weren't mad or anything, mostly shocked. The overall emotion I saw was sadness. It looked as though they didn't know the horrible things he had to endure to keep me safe. I didn't even know the gory details but I still knew he wasn't doing anything fun when he would leave.