"Easy does it, Mei. I don't want you to hurt yourself." Xiumin supported me up and helped me walk to the car, as I was still shaky. Eventually, he picked me up bridal style and carried me.
"Xiumin! You know I hate heights."
"But this is easier, Mei. Just, don't look down. Its not like I've dropped you before." I still buried my head in his shirt, until I felt him put me down in the car. Xiumin sat next to me, and everyone else was already there, so we went.
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I was lying down on my bed, thinking. Moving onto Suho.....was a dream. I had established that, because Suho wasn't awkward around me. So I shouldn't feel bad. But I did. I heard cheering. Everyone else was celebrating because I was back home. I sat up, looking around. My room hadn't been touched, except for a bit of cleaning, most likely Xiumin's work. My bedroom door opened, and Xiumin slowly peered in.
"Mei, are you ok? Why aren't you with the rest of us?"
"I'm tired and my head hurts, oppa." I lied back down on my bed, closing my eyes. I heard my door close, and the creak of bedsprings, and when I opened my eyes, Xiumin was leaning over me.
"Want me to help?"
"Oppa, if your 'help' is what I think it is, then no."
"But Mei~, jagi, please."
"You're whining? Since when were you Jong Dae?" We both laughed and Xiumin leaned down.
"Just one round, jagi. To show how much I missed you."
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