A Game Of Love & Flames (Minsung)

Chapter 14

JISUNG

Now that the meeting has been completed, we are all on our way up the stairs to be shown our rooms for the next couple of nights. Once everyone had parted ways and gone into their individual rooms, that left only me. Hyunjin was kind enough to show me into the room and explain that there is a walk in wardrobe with clothes there already and an en suite bathroom too. This place was incredible,  like something out of a dream.

As Hyunjin and i were saying goodnight, i noticed the door beside my room open, and of course, you guessed it.. Lee Minho himself walks out. Great, his room is next to mine, just what I need, being able to imagine him laying right there in the room next to me. In a normal setting, I would be focusing on being annoyed that we are right next to each other. As it seems he just wants to keep a close eye on me.. however, i can use that to my own advantage and keep my eye on him. But how on earth can I focus when the man I stood there, towel around his shoulders drying his hair, no t-shirt and sweatpants on.

IS HE TRYING TO KILL ME.

I immediately lock eyes with him, the heat slowly rising in my cheeks. He clearly notices and smirks at me.

That cocky prick.

"How do you like your room, Jisung?" He asks in a husky tone.

"I think this room is the size of my entire living room and kitchen at home" I respond, avoiding eye contact.

"That's not what I asked. Do you like it? I made sure to add everything each of you may require" He says, slowly approaching me, carefully, like a cat toying with a mouse.

"Umm.. well.. yes, it's perfect. Thank you, Minho, that's very kind of you" I say softly, looking at a very interesting spot on the ground.

Before I know it, he's right in front of me. Toe to toe if you will. His hand came up to grip my chin and tilt my head up to look at him. Now, here we are, standing within a few inches of each other. His thumb and forefinger holding my chin in place, staring deeply into my eyes. I feel my skin tingle at his close proximity.

"Look at people when they are talking to you, hm?" He says, his lips close to mine, noses gently brushing. 

I barely even know how to speak at this point, feeling his breath mixing with my own. It's like my brain is short circuiting, so I simply respond "Yes"

"Yes, what Jisung?" He says, his gaze never leaving mine.

"Yes, sir " I exhale, my heart thumping in my chest and my breath staggered.

"Good boy" He says, tapping me gently on the cheek before he turns to leave and head back to his room.

I, on the other hand, am still standing there, frozen to the spot. Unable to move. Face flushed and panting like a dog. What on earth did he just do to me? It's like I was in a trance.

It wasn't until I heard another door open that I finally regained my senses.

"Ji, are you okay?"

I turn my head to see a concerned looking Felix approaching me.

"I'm okay, Lix. How's your room?"

"It's actually really nice, I have so many different clothes and shoes, everything you could imagine needing.. is in there. Talk about trying to win us over" He replies, rolling his eyes.

"Come on, let get some sleep" I say, putting my arm over his shoulders and steering him back to his room.

"Goodnight Ji, sleep well"

"You too" I say as I enter my room and close the door behind me.

Making my way over to my bed, I can't help but feel a wave of anxiety wash over me... or nervousness.. excitement? Gosh, who knows. I lay back onto the plush mattress and snuggle down into the covers. Soon, I feel the sleep taking over me.

Not for long, though. As I'm drifting further into sleep, I see my parents and my brother appear before my eyes.

"Mum, dad? Is that really you? Juyeon? Please talk to me, I've missed you." I say a sob, escaping my lips.

They stand like stone. Non moving, no emotions shown on their faces. I try to run to them, but I can't move. As I look down, my feet are trapped, and I am sinking further and further into the ground. My family drifting further and further away from my grasp.

"No, please! Don't leave me! Not again, I can't do this without you!"

My whole body is shaking as I fight to get myself out of the hole that's trying to engulf me. I feel myself slowly losing my strength, my breath slowly being stolen from my lungs as the crushing weight of the earth consumes me.

"Help me, please!" I scream as loud as I can.

Just as my head is about to go under, I feel hands grasping my shoulders.

"Jisung" a voice calls to me, barely a whisper.

"Please help me"

"Jisung wake up" I gear the voice clearer now..

As I open my eyes, I feel big arms and a warmth surrounding me. Is this heaven? Did I die? As I look up, my brain finally registers who it is and where I am.

"Min.. Minho?" I say, putting a little space between us.

"Jisung, thank god, I'm here. It's okay now" He says as he pulls me into his chest.

"I.. I couldn't reach them.. I couldn't move" I say as a sob tears through me.

"Who Jisung?"

"My family.. they're gone, and i can't help them.. I couldn't save them" I say, letting the tears stream freely down my cheeks.

"It's okay now, we will figure this out.. together" He says, slowly stroking my hair.

"How did you know I was having a nightmare?"

"I heard you screaming out for help. I brought my knife, thinking someone had gotten into your room"  He said with a soft laugh.

"You came to save me?" I ask now, looking up at him, looking deep into his eyes. This felt different. Perhaps a different side to Minho that I was yet to discover. The tough, flirtatious mafia boss seemed to... almost.. care?

"Of course, anyone would have done the same" He says, slowly pushing me to lay back down on the bed. "Try to get some sleep now, big day tomorrow" He says as he gets up to leave the room.

"Minho..?"

"Hm?"

"Thank you, please dont tell the others.. I dont want them to worry"

He simply nods and says goodnight, shutting the door behind him.

Once again, I am left alone. I try to resettle and get comfortable, the smell of Minho lingering in the air filling my nostrils. It brings me a strange type of comfort and gradually lulls me back to sleep again, dreaming of Minho wrapped around me. What just happened?

Tomorrow is a new day.