"How's your cheek baby?" I looked at Mrs. Lew as she gave me a plate of food, "It's okay. Minho made it feel better." She smirked, "I heard."
I looked away embarrassed as I thought about him.
Last night we might've woken up in the middle of the night and raided the fridge, and then watched a movie, and then had sex.
But, I didn't know she heard us!
Who else might've... when he... Oh gawd.
I quietly said, "Sorry..." She let out a laugh before she looked at me sincerely, "Me and Johnny were way worse at your age. I mean, in public, everywhere. At least Sean was made with love, in a public pool." My mouth gaped open at this side of Mrs. Lew.
Oh... my...god.
"God Mom, I'm right here." Sean ate his cereal next to me. Sean was angrily eying my fresh homemade meal. I slid over my plate to him and he ate my sausage.
Mrs. Lew asked, "You tired the boy out or what?" I shook my head, "I could never tire him out. He's taking a shower." Minho did take a lot of naps. Jet lag was messing with us so much that we were humping around at all times of night to tire ourselves out.
I never expected this to be what it'd be like to have sex with him. I thought he didn't do it often, but we do it a lot. Is this the normal amount for every couple or do I just make him this excited?
I looked at Sean, "Don't you dare ask me a single question you were thinking about." I laughed and picked at my plate. I heard heavy footsteps to see Mr. Lew tiredly rubbing his eyes, "How do you kids even do it."
My eyes widened, "Do what?!" Sean seemed grossed out until Mr. Lew said, "Wake up so damn early. I need at least 12 hours of sleep."
Mrs. Lew teased, "That's cause you're old." I laughed a little too loudly to earn a scowl from Mr. Lew.
I sighed and leaned my head on Sean's shoulder. "I'm scared to see my brother today." He gently smiled and looked at me. His eyes lingered on my bandaid before looking me in the eyes, "The place is surrounded by security. If anything, Winter is stupid for trying to hurt you."
I looked blankly at my phone as it started to ring. Detective Johnson was calling again, "Hey, Y/N sweetie. I'll be meeting you at the prison at 3 pm, just be ready. I won't leave your side okay?"
"Mm... okay. I brought my boyfriend with me."
"Ah, Hyunjin I assume?"
"Why does everyone just assume? No, it's Minho."
You know who didn't assume? Mr. and Mrs, Lew.
Minho was stepping down the stairs with his towel rubbing behind his ear. "Good Morning. I was looking for you Jagiya. When are we leaving today?"
I smiled, "Well, I have a hair appointment after the visit and we should be on our way back to the airport by 1:30 AM."
He nodded at my phone, "Friends?"
"Detective Johnson."
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Close The Door
FanfictionMinho doesn't like it when people aren't curious about him. Y/N (Black reader) is terrified of Minho because of his deadly looks. Her anxiety can't take it. How did she go from escaping an abusive household to being in a practice room with her best...