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"I know you've been keeping secrets from me."
Minho pulled up short, as you dragged him through the door of the mansion, and stopped right on the other side of it. His heart thudded out of his chest at your words. Fuck. How had he not thought this could be a possibility? Of course someone had told you that he was keeping stuff from you. That he'd been essentially lying to you, ever since the night of your date. No wonder you hadn't wanted to talk to him. You even feigned an illness so you wouldn't have to see him.
And of course he knew who'd spilled the beans. The person who'd constantly been at the center of everything that went wrong in this mansion. Yeonjun.
Minho desperately hoped the rest of the group couldn't hear what you were saying. Even though they already knew what it was about, which was yet another mistake on his part, he didn't want them knowing what a fuck up he was.
"Well, I-" he was about to protest, but at the sight of your face, which was red and decidedly pissed-off, he chose against it. "Yes, I have. I'm sorry."
You completely blew past his apology. "And you know who I had the opportunity of receiving this information from??" you demanded, that beautiful face that he'd missed so much becoming more flushed by the second. "Yeonjun! Yeonjun, of all people. Someone who I don't even know! Right after you and I just exchanged 'I love yous'. Now that's another level of fucked up. But that wasn't the worst part. Do you know what the worst part was?"
Minho swallowed, throat uncomfortably dry. He wasn't sure what to say in response. There were so many bad things about what he'd done, and he wasn't sure which one to start with. Not only had you caught him off-guard with this attack, even though he should have seen it coming, but he didn't want to hurt you any further.
