Night | Minsung

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Minho woke up to knocking on the other side of his bedroom door. It was his mother, just about to leave for work.

"Honey, I'm leaving now. There's breakfast in the fridge." She said with her sweet voice. She had the same bunny teeth as Minho when he smiled.

"Thank you, mum. Love you" he responded, still tired from his deep sleep. He heard her leave through the front door and he saw the headlights of her car turn on through the window, lighting the whole room in orange before the light retreated as she left the driveway.

His father works far away and barely ever returns from work, too busy providing for the family. He doesn't really mind, but sometimes he misses his dad.

Minho tiredly stumbled down the stairs, his eyes still half lidded, having not adjusted to the light yet. He looked in the fridge, finding a plate of eggs and bacon. He grabbed the plate and walked to the microwave, but he remembered that last time he did that the plate had shattered, so he set it down on the kitchen counter for a bit to cool down.

While he was waiting he fed the cat some wet food. He also went to the bathroom to wash his face.

He took his medication, not needing a glass if water as he was used to swallowing pills without gagging.

He returned to the kitchen, walking over to the counter. He grabbed the plate and finally put it in the microwave for one minute.

Even though it was only one minute, he figured he could just choose his clothes for the day to hurry the process so he could have some alone time before he left for school.

He picked out a cherry red hoodie and some black sweat pants. He slipped them on and went down stairs and he opened the microwave, quickly picking up the plate before jogging to the kitchen table setting it down, hissing as the glass burns his fingers. He grabs a fork and watches some tiktok as he waits for his food to cool down.

He ate the eggs and bacon and then cleans his plate. Minho then slips on his shoes and gets to school.