See Me | Minsung

14

"You're gonna stay with me now onwards." Minho had a dejected tone in his voice.

"Hyung, we are staying together for what, like 7-8 months now." Han tried to brighten up the atmosphere. Minho was being very silent ever since the hug and now when everyone had left, the silence was weirding Han out.

"I mean, in my room. If you don't mind, can you please shift in my room?" Minho's voice held plead to it making Han's breath succumb.

"Hyung, why are you being like this? It's worrying me so much." Han shifted closer to Minho and held the elder's face in his palm.

"I am fine, okay? It's over. It was just a bad day. That's all."

"What if... if anything happened to you?" Minho's voice was trembling. Seokmin 's words were ringing in his head.

'Don't wait for too long. Time is no one's friend.'

"Nothing happened. These tiny scratches can't do shit."

"You shouldn't have thrown the vase Hannie."

"And let them rob us? Ain't no way. You've worked hard for it."

"You are more important. You know that, right?"

Thump.

"Okay. Okay. I won't do it again." Han tried to brush off the butterflies he felt with Minho's words.

"So, you're coming?"

"Huh??"

"To stay in my room?"

"Um- that's sudden." Han wasn't sure how to respond to that request.

"Atleast one week, please. If you are not comfortable, you can move back to your room. I won't be at peace otherwise. Please"

"Um- okay. Can I shift my things tomorrow morning then? I'm way too tired at the moment."

"Oh!! I'm so sorry for keeping you up at this late hour. Let's sleep."

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And that's how Han shifted to Minho's room forever. It was safe to say that it was a bliss for both of them. Both of them, not so secretly, loved how every morning they ended up with their limbs entangled and bodies pressed against each other. No one knew how they ended up in such a position ( or maybe they did) but no one had complaint with the development.

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"Hyung??"

"Hmmm?" Minho was focusing on the television in front of him. He was a hardcore fan of basketball and the current game airing on the television had him hooked. Nonetheless, he replied.

"Mom was missing me. It's been a while. She has also been worried about me ever since the incident. I was planning to visit her for like a week or so."

"Okay."

Han wasn't expecting such a bland reaction. He didn't understand exactly what but he was expecting something. However, he tried to dismiss the bad feelings with an awkward smile and got back to watching the game.

"Fuck fuck fuck, no! God damnit!" Minho cursed seeing the opposite team score a point.

"I don't wanna watch it anymore." The elder switched off the television and went to the the kitchen to get some ice-cream.

"Hyung, what are you- oh, ice-crea, wait, what the?? When did you get this cheesecake?"

"Today." Minho said with a proud smile.

"You're gonna spoil me. I'll get a bad habit." Han pouted while unpacking the said cake.

"Who else is gonna do that for you?"

"You're gonna regret when one day I wake up at 3 in the night whining to get a cheesecake."

"What are you? A 6 month pregnant lady?"

"That was a biased statement and, for your information, there is something very basic that needs to happen for me to get pregnant."

Minho choked on his ice-cream.

He looked at Han with wide eyes making Han question his existence.

"No, I didn't - you got it wrong. I only meant that I need to be a woman to get preg- Fuck! I swear I didn't mean anything." Red hues covered Han's entire face. For a split second he imagined what Minho might have interpreted and goosebumps spread throughout his body.

"You know what? I'm just gonna embarrass myself tonight. It's better if I just sleep." Han was looking at anything but Minho.

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"Hyung, um- my leave application! It needs your approval."

"Oh. Okay. Sit." Han sat on the chair in front of Minho's table while the elder went through the leave request on the portal.

"Wait! Tomorrow??"

"Um-yes. Don't worry. I don't have anything major in my hand at the moment. As for the work remaining, my assistant can manage."

"Yes. I believe you but you just mentioned this to me yesterday. We haven't even discussed it."

Han was confused.

"Discuss? You said okay last night, right?"

"Yes but you didn't say that you're planning this early. Are you not gonna mi-  I'm not free tomorrow. Let's just go next week."

"Huh?? How does you being busy postpone my leave?"

"Is he serious?" Minho mumbled and continued," I mean I won't be able to drop you."

"Ohh. I'll get a cab. I don't wanna bother you."

Minho was getting borderline annoyed by Han's obliviousness.

"I am not sanctioning this leave. You're not going without me. Don't you remember the incident?"

Han melted at Minho's thoughtfulness. He was well aware of how protective Minho was especially ever since the incident.

"Hyung, you- Fine. I won't go tomorrow but drop me off on Sunday. I don't want you to take a leave because of me."

"Hannie!"

"Hyungggg!!"

"You know the whole world is afraid of me, right?"

"But I am YOUR world, aren't I?"

"A happy marriage is when you know when to shut up. I guess it's time for me. "

Han smiled cheekily. Lately, he started throwing these kind of comments here and there and Minho never once denied them or commented about it, leaving it open for interpretations. He knew that once he comments upon it, Han would stop that becoming self conscious. This was something he learnt about the younger. If you compliment him about something he attempted, he'd put extra efforts into it the next time. However, if it was something he was experimenting and you comment about it, even if positive, he'd drop it. He'd become conscious.

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It was the weekend and Minho was in no mood to leave the younger at his parents house. However, he had promised him so he couldn't back out.

Han was no different. He was already missing Minho. He was also wondering if he'll able to spend a whole week without the elder.

An unusual silence was there in the car. Both of them weren't ready to let go. For the first time in his life, Minho wished for traffic, a heavy one.

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