𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬

Fifteen

Bin was pinning him to the wall. Minhyuk was feeling pressure on his body as Bin's arm dig deeper in his shoulders.

Minhyuk looked up to see Bin's eyes full of rage, "What the hell, Moonbin?"

"What are you up to, Park Minhyuk?!"

"Can you let go first? Then we'll talk,"

"Why? Can't you talk? It's your body that can't move, not your mouth."

Minhyuk scoffed, "So this is what the true Bin looks like."

Bin gritted his teeth, getting annoyed, "Speak."

Minhyuk was quiet. He didn't know how to tell him that MJ was responsible for his brother's condition. Then he asked Hyemi out to make MJ suffer but it's now going out of control because of Aera.

Plus, he was starting to like her.

"Speak, Minhyuk," Bin said, putting more pressure.

Minhyuk coughed, "L-let go,"

Bin released him from his grip, "I won't let you get away with this."

"I admit, I deserve that," He said, massaging his throat.

Bin stood in front of him, "Stay away from her."

Minhyuk raised an eyebrow, "Who are you to tell me what to do? You're not my mother."

"If something happens to Hyemi, you're dead." Bin said as he started walking away, balling his fists.

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Eunwoo was working the shift Bin was supposed to handle, "Where is that flower boy?" He exclaimed, looking at his phone. He sent 24 messages to Bin for the last 15 minutes.

"Sorry, I'm late," Bin said, entering the café.

"Oh no worries," Eunwoo smiled, taking off his apron.

"Really?"

"No." He threw a towel at Bin. "Now get to work."

Eunwoo walked towards the door, "Wait, where are you going?" Bin asked.

"Home," Eunwoo answered. "I have homework."

He closed the door as Bin sighed, "Is he the only one who has homework?"

The door opened again and this time, Hyemi walked in. She didn't get enough sleep because of what happened the other night.

"Hyemi?" Bin asked, seeing her walk towards the counter.

"Hey," The girl yawned and widened her eyes realizing who it was, "Bin? You work here?"

"Oh, it's only for a couple of days," Bin answered. "I needed the cash,"

"Why? You ran out of money after a couple of dates?"

Bin smirked, "Very funny. Now what do you want to order?"

"One caramel macchiato please,"

Bin took out a cup and pen, "Your name please?"

Hyemi furrowed her eyebrows, "Seriously?"

"I need to put it for the cup,"

"Hyemi," She answered in a less annoyed tone. "You've known my name ever since we were kids."

Bin started writing the letters H, Y and E, "So is it spelled with an E at the end or just an I?"

Hyemi crossed her arms, "Are you playing with me now?"