Twelve Majestic [EXO X OC]

Gold

I jumped awake from my slumber, startled beyond my wits at the noise of a bang somewhere in my room. I glanced around me frantically, my eyes wide and my heartbeats racing. I caught Xiumin, with equally wide eyes and awkward half-smile. He looked so surprised that I snapped awake in my bed, and he looked quite laughable at the stiffness of his body.

"What are you doing?" I asked hoarsely, my voice thick with sleep. Xiumin blinked his eyes repeatedly, looking down at the box of the cards on the floor just beneath his body.

"Um," he started speaking awkwardly, and I noticed the pinking cheeks of his. "Suho's card was glowing and I looked to check out what went wrong, but I accidentally dropped the box."

"Wait, Suho's card glowed? And where the hell is everybody?"

Yesterday, when my mom came to pick me up; she didn't notice anything was wrong with me, even when I winced when she hugged my sides, or when I grimaced in pain when she cupped my cheeks, accidentally touching a bruise on the corner of my lips, and the bump on my head (of course, this didn't go unnoticed by my mother, but I told her I fell down in training, and she didn't ask anything).

The moment I reached home, greeting my very enthusiastic father about the promotion as he had arrived home the minute I did; I went to sleep. Thankfully, I hadn't had a dream about the boy, and he allowed me a dreamless night.

"It stopped glowing the minute you woke up, and the boys are in the nearby garden getting a breath of fresh air."

"Oh," I let out, even though my head was buzzing with so many questions about Suho's card and why the hell it glowed in the first place. I realized that Xiumin was staring at me while I wallowed in my own world of memories and thoughts, and when I looked up at him; he looked sheepish.

"What? Your face is screaming with guilt. What did you do?" I playfully raised an eyebrow at him, sounding awfully cheerful for a girl with wounds.

"Wait," I suddenly perked, realizing something.

"I didn't—"

"I don't feel any pain. Nothing hurts and my side.." I glanced at Xiumin with a semi-glare, my hands busy fiddling with my waist and head, waiting for the awful pain to pulse again.

"You didn't what Xiumin?" I hardened my glare, and the sheepish smile on his face faded to pleading eyes, shuffling closer to me and sitting on the side of my bed with dark cheeks.

"I gave you only one hours worth of my life cells, I promise! Nothing more, nothing less."

"Minseok," I growled, and I didn't know a feral growl could be emitted so strongly from my own throat. Xiumin winced at the use of his real name, realizing I was pissed off because god knows I only use his real name when I'm pissed off or frustrated. "I told Kai already and I didn't think I would need to tell it to you one day, Xiumin. Value yourself more than me, please, and be selfish about this."

"You have no idea how selfish this already is, Hani," Xiumin replied calmly but strongly, eyes quiet and distant, but there was an obvious admiration and wisdom in them that had me in awe.

"How is this for you, Xiumin? You wasted a whole hour of your life. Don't even start with me over-exaggerating about it because no one should be allowed to give some of his life,"

"I want to be able to give some of my life to you, Hani. I want you to be alright and healthy. I want you to be around here, and if it requires some of my own, than I'm ready to give. I've lived for a long time anyways."

"Xiumin," I whined, finding no power within me to fight more about this matter with him. "I care for you, Xiumin. I don't want you to give something so precious to me."