I hate to admit

It's a start

The other night when Channie was with me was kind of nice, I liked having him around or at least someone around.

I know I talked some nonsense or so I thought but I had the thoughts in my mind, I wanted someone to be with me so I wouldn't have to think such things.

I don't want to have those type of thoughts.

Today is the day however when my mysterious buyer is coming over for the painting, I'm curious to know who it is.

I'm grateful for whoever it is and all the others who have bought my work.

It's not bringing in much money but just enough to get buy, mostly goes to more supplies and what's left maybe a meal for myself otherwise I gotta take care of my little Leebit.

He comes before me.

I don't need to have much really.

Hopefully who ever this person is brought something to protect the painting, just another rainy fucking day outside.

Knock. Knock.

Here goes nothing.

I walked over to the door and opened it.

"Minho?" I asked.

"Uh hey...I think I have the right place." Minho replied.

"You're the buyer?" "If it's the amazing painting then yes, yes I am." "Oh, um well...come in then."

I moved aside to let Minho in and then closed the door.

I watched Leebit come trotting out from the bedroom and went right up to Minho rubbing himself up against his leg.

"Huh, normally he doesn't like people except for Felix and Soobin." I spoke.

"Soobin?" Minho raised his brow.

"Oh, uh yeah, um he was like my caretaker of sorts." I replied.

I know Minho doesn't really know where I was the past few years so of course he wouldn't know.

"You'll pry find out sooner or later, I was in and institution for two years. I committed myself, and Soobin took care of me." I explained.

"I'm sorry I didn't know..." Minho's voice trailed off.

I walked over to take the cover off the painting to show Minho.

"Why would you know." I spoke.

Soon enough I felt Minho right beside me. He placed his hand on my shoulder and turned me around, so I was facing him.

"Hyunjin, I may not know but I'm willing to. I know I've been an ass ever since the hospital but somehow my accident changed me, I think." Minho spoke.

"You don't need to explain anything and it's not your fault, you didn't ask to be in a car accident." I replied.

"The rain." "Yeah, the rain, I thought it was good but nope. You gave me a good memory in the rain and then gave me a bad one." "A bad one?" "I'm not going to get into Minho, now do you want the painting or not?"

Minho stood there and looked at me.

I honestly don't want to get into anything especially if he doesn't fucking remember anything.

I don't even know how what happened just happened.

Minho grabbed me, his lips crashed onto mine and the whole world went silent.

I couldn't hear the rain outside anymore, all I could hear was the sound of my own heart beating incredibly fast.

"I think I actually like kissing you." Minho whispered into the kiss.

I wanted this to keep going, hell this is the only thing I've been wanting for fucking ages even if he still doesn't know anything.

But I don't want him kissing me just because he owes it to me or because he has to.

I pulled away from him and caught my breath, I could see Minho's chest rising and falling as he too needed the break.

"Minho...as much as I want you to kiss me and as much as I want this, I don't think you do. I know you made the move first, but I can't help but feel as if you're just doing it for my sake or maybe you just fucking pity me." I turned away from him.

I started walking towards my bedroom and I know Minho was following me.

"I don't pity you and I'm not making you out as some charity case either, ever since London my mind has been all over the place and the other night Felix really got under my skin and practically ripped my head off. I kissed you because I wanted to, if that painting out there means anything...I felt something immediately when I saw it Hyunjin. It brought me here, brought me to you and maybe it's fucking time to figure all this out between you and me." Minho spoke softly.

I don't even know what or how to feel right now.

I should be happy or at least relieved that Minho is here right now, he may not have known this was my place but he's right.

The painting brought him here and he wasn't upset that I was the artist. He didn't have any look of disgust or anything of the sort when he saw me.

That should mean something right?

I should let this play out right, see where this goes. I mean I'd be fine for just talking and hanging out, it'd be something...a start.

"I'm pretty sure I haven't said anything douchey or came off as an ass yet and we aren't fighting so I think that's something. I'm here Hyunjin and I want to be. You can kick me out if you want, I'll pay you for the painting and be on my way." Minho spoke breaking me out of my thoughts.

"I mean you're still going to pay me but...I'll let you stay. Maybe one step at a time?" I replied.

"One step at a time." Minho smiled.