Life goes on- minchan

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Chan's POV

This was a part of him that never came out.

He heard the small boy whimper in pain as his body shook aggressively just like the night he had the panic attack. This only angered him more.

Oh, did I not mention?

He has a gun on him.

Loaded with bullets.

But first, he needed to keep himself calm. Bringing Minho to safety was his first priority and then the bloody business comes next.

Taking a deep breathe, "Minho?"

Minho only whimpered as his hands tried to get himself up from the tiled floor. Little sobs left from the boy's mouth as the bruises became impossible to move from.

Walking in front of the younger crouching to his level he called out to him again, "Little one? Remember me? Chan?"

Minho's POV

"Minho?"

The voice, it was Chan's voice.

"Little one? Remember me? Chan?"

He wanted... no needed to see his face. He tried to push himself up with his hands only to leave whimpers and sobs along the way. His body was so badly brusied, to the point that moving was a challenge.

"Hey, hey, hey. Be careful." His voice makes him feel better. But he need to see him so he continued. He felt two strong arms, one on his back and one behind the legs, making his fall back a bit. Minho was feeling dizzy from the pain.

"Ch-chan, I'm falling." Gripping on the Aussie's long sleeve, not willing to fall down. He panicked a bit as sobs escaped his mouth. It was like the first day they met, body shaking, sobbing, etc.

"Shhhh, it's ok. Hyungie is here okay?" Slowly falling back made Minho panic even more.

"Ngh-Chan! I'm scared! Don't drop me!" Being afraid of heights was difficult for Minho. His breathing picked up as he slowly fell back even more. He could here small talks from Chan like, "It's okay.", "Don't worry, I'm here." but his body acted differently.

"Chan!" He made his desperate attempt to cling himself onto the buff man as much as possible. Quickly wrapping his arms around his shoulders with his face in his crook. "Chan, I'm scared! I-I-I-am sca-red. Don't let me fall please! Chan!"

He cried and cried on the shoulder. His dizziness made him feel numb, making him feel like he's falling.

Chan's POV

He saw the desperate attempt of Minho trying to look at him, he heard endless whimpers. He was getting worried.

"Hey, hey, hey. Be careful."

Minho sobbed as he tried a bit harder. Seeing this, Chan decided to slowly help the small boy.

His attempt to pick him up in a bridal style was his goal. He gently positioned his arms and started to move the small body backwards.

"Ch-chan, I'm falling." Minho's small voice whine while Chan kept it slow. He felt a soft grip on one of his sleeves.

"Shhhh, it's ok. Hyungie is here okay?" Chan didn't want the boy to feel uncomfortable or anything, he just want him to be comfortable. He made sure to do the process slowly as he could see that Minho was getting dizzy.

But he didn't know it panicked him more.

"Ngh-Chan! I'm scared! Don't drop me!" Minho's desperate attempt to get comfy was making him overwhelmed. His breathing started to pick up while there's nothing that Chan can do other then whisper in the boy's ears.