Night Terror: MinKey

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His chest is pounding. He can hear his heart's erratic beating in his chest, echoing off of walls and he can feel it in his ears. Tears are leaving the corners of his eyes in violent, warm streams. He chokes, running a hand through his hair. He stops and grips his own hair tightly, sitting up in his bed. He gasps for air as he clutches his chest and sobs, oh he sobs so hard.

It's dark in the room and the window is open. The moon is shining and the curtains are blowing in all directions. The flap violently in the wind and with all of the sound thrashing and dancing a show meant for the devil's own on the walls wasn't enough to wake the sleeping angel beside Minho.

Minho rubbed his eyes, trying to wipe away the burning, hot water staining his cheeks. He choked on air as he tried to calm down. He hugged his stomach glancing down at Kibum's porcelain face. The older boy rolled onto his side, still asleep with the images of a dream Minho wish he had have had instead.

"Kibum I love you," he brushed his lover's hair from his eyes. "I don't want anything to ever happen to you.

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