Broken Prayers •|•Minsung•|•

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I remember the first day I saw you, Lee Minho.
Sometimes, there are days that I wish.
That I hadn't met you
But I probably wouldn't be alive if it weren't for you right now,
Though I feel so dead.

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I walked into the library with my mother, a wide eyed five year old. The library was having a week long morning class for kids 5-8. It was free, which was a great bonus with me convincing my mother to let me go.

"Remember to pick me up?" I turned to her and asked Mom when we got close to the group. I really didn't want to have to walk home.

"Of course, Sungie, but if I can't make it, you know the way home." She said, flattening my hair and pressing a kiss to my forehead, making me giggle and nod and walked towards the small group, waving as I saw my mom go.

I was sitting in the car my older brother just gotten, listening to the radio as I recalled that day. It was among My favorites. My brother had gone out, itching for something to do. The electrical company had taken out the power on our block to replace perfectly fine utility lines. Great...So there was no air in the house, so I had decided to get some air by sitting in the car.

The garage was closed, the car running and I was content as he remembered.

"Hi, I know you're older than me, but I'm Jisung." I said with a bright smile at the taller male.

" Hi! I'm Lee Know, but I like Minho better! " the smile was returned by a 7 year old. We wouldn't stop talking to each other all morning, giggling nonstop. He was nice to me.

I had brought my phone into the car with me, in case my mom or brother called and needed something, or I needed to call them. After a bit, it started ringing and I answered, thinking that it was one of them.

"Hello?" I ask as I answer, hearing a familiar voice after.

"Hey, Jisung!" Minho said and I could just tell that he was smiling from the way he sounded.

"What's up, Hyung?" I ask, smiling myself now. I couldn't help it, he always brought a smile to my face.

"Where are you?"

" I'm in the car. "

"Who's driving you? because I know for sure you're not driving." He teases, making me roll my eyes at him.

" I'm just sitting in the garage. " I laugh.

"What? Your garage is clo-idiot..." I hear him mutter that last word. He stays on the phone and I hear my garage being opened. I turn and it's him, Lee Know, opening my garage and hanging up the phone. I open the passenger door, the side I was in but he just pulled me out and got in himself, turning off the car.

"What are you doing?" I ask, never taking my eyes off of him. He grabbed my shoulders and shook them lightly, looking straight into my face.

"Are you okay? Pabo, you could have died!" I could clearly tell that he was worried and I had no idea why.

"What do you mean?" I ask him, confused as to his statement.

"You could have died, Jisung! Has no one told you not to do that?" By the look on my face, he could tell that I didn't understand.

"You had the car running and the garage down. The carbon dioxide could have made you sleepy and killed you! don't you dare do that again!" He hugged me tightly. I started crying. I didn't mean to upset him, or scare him. But he saved me. After we both got our tears and sappy stuff out, he brought me to his house. And even though he had no air or power either, we still had a great time. One of the best we'd had until then.

You saved me then, but you're the one who makes me feel dead inside.