Addicted to you | Lee Know

6

I watched the next music video. The sixth in a row, to be specific. I stared between Minho and the screen. "I can't believe it," I finally said. "What exactly?" he asked. "That's not the same person," I said, crossing my arms in front of my chest. I couldn't handle the hotness of seeing him dance and sing like that anymore.

Minho, or should I call him Lee Know, laughed. "It's me, Nuri. I actually wonder why you didn't google me at all," he said, shaking his head. "Wait, did you google me?" I asked, starting to grin. "Of course, I googled you. You could've been a sentenced serial killer," he answered, standing up from his chair at the kitchen table and walking over to the kettle, "tea?"

"Yes, please," I mumbled, staring at him. "Still, I can't believe it. Why did you never sing or something?" I asked, confused. "It felt good to just be a normal guy for once," he explained. "But you're still a normal guy to me. You didn't change," I said. He turned around to me and smiled. It was silent for a while. "So... can you sexy dance like in that video?" I asked, turning my phone to him, where a video was playing of a funny moment of him where he was basically sexy dancing for one of his members, until the others pushed him away shocked.

He grinned. "I could," he said. "I dare you," I answered and leaned back in my chair, trying hard not to blush. He chuckled and turned around to fill two cups of hot tea. "You wouldn't survive that, Honey," he said. My heart jumped at the nickname. He placed the cup in front of me and sat back down opposite. "Try me," I said and looked at him. Apparently, my mission to not blush was unsuccessful because he stared at me and started to grin. "You look cute when you blush," he finally said.

"Well, you look hot when you dance, and I just watched six videos of that," I answered, secretly face palming myself inside my head. Why do I have to be so embarrassing? "You think I look hot?" he grinned. In my head, I started screaming and going crazy, outside I just rolled my eyes and sipped on my cup. "Oh, come on, Minho, you know how you look," I answered. My heart was beating even faster than a few hours ago, when we were running away from paparazzi.

He hummed. "I may or may not know my impact on female bodies," he said. I raised an eyebrow. "So I'm just a female body to you?" I teased him. He looked at me for a moment without saying anything. "No," he finally brought out, but he didn't specify it. "That's nice to hear," I said. I took another sip from my tea, not breaking our eye contact, watching him closely through my lashes. He leaned onto his hands and put his elbows on the desk. For a moment, we just looked at each other.

"I think you will watch videos of me dancing the whole night," he finally said and started grinning. "I probably will," I admitted. He hummed quietly again. "What?" I asked as he wasn't saying anything. "It's just... It's so funny to me," he said. "What exactly do you mean?" I asked confused. "I know exactly that you're going crazy on the inside because you can't hide your blushing. Like seriously, you're red as a tomato. But the things you say aren't like that at all..." he said.

"Fake it till you make it, and if you make it, still fake it," I said. "So you're admitting that you're crazy inside?" he asked. "I may be a little bit nervous," I admitted. He grinned. "I really like you, Nuri," he said out of the blue. I stared at him for a while, not able to bring out a word. What? He started to laugh. "I made it! I made you speechless," he said. I gulped. "I- I just..." I started, but I couldn't find the right words. I took a deep breath.

"It's your lucky day, Minho, because I really like you too," I finally managed to say. He leaned forward a little bit more. "You're cute when you get nervous," he said. "Maybe you shouldn't be so fond of yourself," I said back, also leaning forward. He chuckled. "Look who found her voice again," he said. "You know what? I changed my mind. I hate you," I answered, leaning back again to tease him. "Hmm... thank god I know that's a lie," he simply said.

***

"How long will you be away?", I asked sadly as I took the carrier with Minhos three cats. "Three weeks", he simply answered. My lips started shaking. "So long?", I whispered. He did also look kinda sad. "I'm sorry", he mumbled. "You don't need to be sorry", I said and placed the carrier on the ground for now. "At least Soonie, Doongie and Dori will be in good care", he mumbled.

I smiled a little. "Have fun in America, okay?", I said. He nodded. "I try", he whispered and then finally pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back and we stood there like that for a while. "I'll text you", I mumbled as he pulled away. He nodded. It was silent for a moment. "I'll miss you", he finally said, which made me smile a little bit.