If There Is A Light

Chapter 13

She could not believe it. Minho had been nice to her for the most part so she had been completely blindsided by this. She stood there lamely for a few minutes. Her mouth was agape and eyes wide as Minho stood innocently with his hands behind his back.

Her shock and hurt was soon replaced with annoyance and determination. She glared at Minho. She held her hand out in expectation and did not find it nearly as funny as he did when he shook her hand politely.

Newt found it rather humorous, but he was biting the inside of his cheek to keep that a secret. He could tell that they both found this subject rather serious. It was against his better judgment to approach the two, but the issue did not seem like it would resolve itself.

"Everything okay over here?" He did not need to ask what was going on, because he already knew. They were looking through some supplies and found a single hairbrush.

"Everything's cool." Minho flashed a quick forced smile.

She shook her head. Her hands motioned towards his hair and then made some sort of shrug. Newt knew what she meant was surprised to see that Minho did as well.

"I do need it. She clearly doesn't know what she's talking about. This doesn't just happen... Newt... we've been friends for how long, man?"

She was appalled. He was trying to get him to play favorites, and she was sure that was cheating. That was fine by her though... she had tricks too.

Both Minho and Newt stiffened as she took a couple of steps closer to Minho. She wrapped her arms around his middle in a friendly embrace. Her head tilted up and she gave Minho the sweetest and most pitiful look she could muster.

She was good. Minho immediately felt bad about keeping the small item from her. He was not sure if it was the embrace or the pained expression on Newt's face... perhaps it was both. Whatever it was, he gave in, "Fine. Take it. Just get off me."

She quickly let go of Minho and claimed her hairbrush. She smiled at Minho, but then stuck her tongue out.

She bounced away satisfied with herself. Minho prayed that Newt would follow and he would not have to deal with the comment he knew was coming, "Enjoy yourself?"

Minho sighed. First her and now him? What an exhausting day.