Fairy Tale

Chapter 65: The Accident

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Minho

He loved that Emily was trying. She stayed close to his side, but she was slowly relaxing, despite her environment. He thought Emily was done after she was shoved into the pool, but now she had slipped Sonya's jacket off and snacked her arms around his shoulders.

His heart fluttered. She was amazing and he loved that she wore his hoodies. Of all the clothes she could rock, she picked his and he smirked every time he saw her wear one. But there was something about this tight black dress that made his stomach twist, his heart speed up and mouth became dry. He knew she wasn't comfortable with it, but she rocked the dress, she could wear anything. He wouldn't ever ask her to wear something she didn't feel comfortable in, but hot damn she could rock this dress.

The longer they stayed, the longer he had his hands on her in some way the more relaxed she became. Now her big gentle eyes looked up at him. And he got lost. The noise around them faded, the crowd disappeared and it was just him and his girl.

He dipped his head and kissed her. He heard a small breathy gasp. He hummed as he deepened it just slightly. He pulled away and ran his nose along hers.

"Hi beautiful." He whispered.

"Hey handsome." She whispered back.

He found her lips again just as someone shoved into Emily. She was ripped away and fell onto the floor with a yelp, someone landed on top of her. Minho felt a surge of anger again.

"Hey!" He snarled, and reached down and ripped the drunk kid off, only to realize it was Ben. Minho shoved him harshly making him fall back into Teresa. Minho didn't care, he knelt down and helped Emily sit up.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked gently, despite how angry he felt.

She nodded. He could see her walls coming back up.

"Come on. Let's find the others and get outta here. It's getting too wild." Minho picked her up and placed her gently down on her feet. He held her face for a second, checking for any bonks or blood. When he was satisfied he slid his hands down her bare arms and into her hands.

"Hey! Jack ass!"

Ben had gotten to his feet with the help of a frustrated looking Teresa. She kept glaring at Emily, like it was her fault. Ben was stumbling towards him, blocking the kitchen exit. Minho felt suddenly extremely protective. He grabbed Emily and pushed her behind himself, placing his own body in front of her. If Ben was going to try something he'd have his body in the way.

"Ben? Back off." He gave Ben another shove when he got closer. "You're drunk and an idiot."

"You're such a selfish jerk! What makes you so shucken popular?"

Minho just rolled his eyes, he was so done with this guy, he felt Emily shrink behind him. He reached a hand behind and grabbed onto his hand.

"Why you hiding Emily? With a dress as slutty as that? You're just calling for attention. You stupid little orphan!" Teresa snarled.

"Ya...never seen her in something like that before. She's damn hot. Have you shucked her yet?"

Minho saw Teresa stiffen and glare at Ben now.