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Soulmates aren't the ones who make you the happiest, no. Instead, they are the ones who make you feel the most, burning edges and scars and stars, old pains and pangs, captivation and beauty, strain and shadows, worry and yearning, sweetness and madness and dreamlike surrender. They hurl you into the abyss. And the best? They taste like hope.
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"Are you sure you're gonna do it? Like ... You're gonna go tomorrow in school like this?" Minho asked, and crossed his hands across his chest with a obvious disapproving look. He had never protested against Newt's wishes ever since the accident, but now, the time had come for him to put a stop in all this madness. "Reed, say something!"

The younger boy had his hands on Newt's side, and with wide eyes checked it all the way down. The red hair's blue eyes were staring at the V that held the design and slowly, he turned to look at them with a wide smile, and a sudden chuckle. Minho already saw the answer coming, and he instantly rolled his eyes.

"Minho, he's a genius! I mean, have you seen the shirt?! If he wasn't my brother i would certainly date him!"

"Genius? Geniuses do not do ... That!" The older boy exclaimed, his hands pointing at the shirt. "You're gonna embarass both yourself and mister Edison!"

"That was my point all along." Newt commented unwrapping Reed's hands from his waist. "Mate, don't fuck me here, yea?"

"No he won't." Minho suddenly spoke grinning. "He wants to fuck Beth."

Newt's head instantly craned to the side to face Reed and with a confused expression placed his hands at his hips. "You want to do what to my Beth?"

Reed rolled his eyes and took a couple of steps back, bringing his hands up to his nose, rubbing its bridge. "I DO NOT LOVE BETH!"

"YOU SO ARE!" Minho screamed back, yet took Reed's hand and walked him towards the door. "He is in love with Beth, you are in love with Thomas. BOTH SIDES WIN." He paused, looking at his clock. "It's 10 PM and mum gave us strick orders to----"

"First, I do NOT love Thomas, and second," he paused groaning. "Please do not let me sleep since now! Not even Natalie sleeps at 10!"

Newt didn't even mention the fact that Minho called his mother, his own mother as well. They had grown that close to each other since the kiddengarden that they stayed at each other's houses that much so that their mother's would consider them their kids as well. However, their friendship didn't only stop there. When Minho's grandmother had pasted Newt got up at 5.00 AM to comfort the crying Minho and in the end, ended up crying with him.

Anyone who dared calling them best friend, would have underestimated their relationship. They were more like brothers. More like family.

"Well, Natalie isn't recoving from an incident now, is she?" Minho scolded the blond, then narrowed his eyes once seeing Newt taking his stubborn face. "Don't make me carry you to bed!"

"You wouldn't da----MINHO!" Newt screamed once he found himself laying on Minho's shoulder and started hitting the other's back for him to put him down. "I THINK I TOLD YOU I HATE THAT!"

"Not my fault you're light as a feather." Minho groaned then spanked the other's ass, making Newt gasp. Not that he didn't expect that from Minho though.

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