chapter 8

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Eventually, we reach my apartment block, standing infront of the large doors to the lobby.

No words were spoken the whole time. Only the puffs of mist from our mouths, faded into the cold, pouring rain, were mixed in time with each other. His worn out, heavy breathing ringed in my ears as the last few tears fell down my cheeks.

"Y/n...I'm sorry-"
His voice trails again as his eyes begin to close causing me to slip my arm around his waist, wrapping his arm around my shoulder as he hesitantly leans onto me.

"Let's go.."
I open the door, meeting the lobby as we walk in, heading to the elevator and getting in it.

Our bodies dripped with rainwater, drenched from head to toe. Minho's body shivers next to mine which makes my eyes glance up at him. His hair is messy and wet, his face looks peaceful as his eyes stay shut, his eyelashes complementing his facial features but his eyebrows furrow from time to time in pain from the cuts and bruises.

And somehow...looking at his face...has made me fall for him..even more.



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Chaeyoung's asleep..

I thought to myself as i pull Minho into my apartment, shutting the door lightly behind us as he now stands tiredly in front of me.

I take off my shoes and he doesn't move.
"Minho take your shoes off."
He pouts at me, eyes still closed.

I sigh and go to my bathroom and slip off my skirt, putting on some jogging bottoms and some ankle socks before walking out and back to Minho.

After a while he slips his shoes off effortlessly and purposely falls onto the sofa in the living room, regretting it afterwards as he quietly groans in pain, holding his side.

"Idiot.."
I mumble as i sit down next to him, placing a first aid kit beside me, staring at his tired face before brushing a few strands of hair from his eyes.

I prop his head up on a pillow on the sofa before opening the box and taking out cotton balls and alcohol rub to clean the wounds.

"Minho."
I say softly, making sure he doesn't fall asleep.
He just hums a reply again making me slouch followed by a sigh.
"Minho can you open your eyes."
He slowly opens his eyes and they soften as he looks into mine, making my cheeks fall hot as his stare is extremely enticing.

"This will sting a bit.."
I prepare him before pouring a bit of the alcohol rub onto a cotton ball and lightly dabbing it on his lip. He winces at first but tenses up, waiting for me to finish.

I throw the rubbish away then placing the first aid kit back into the cupboard, walking back over to the sofa where Minho is laying, his eyes are closed but he's still awake. I lay next to him and i brush his hair from his eyes with my finger, stroking his now dried hair.

He pulls me to him, his arms around my waist and mine now around his shoulders. We lay in each other's embrace until i too, yawn.

He pulls me even closer to him, making my heart beat pick up as his toned body features press against my stomach. I look down, looking at his slightly parted lips as mine tingle with an urge to kiss him but i stop myself.

Soon, we both fall asleep in each other's arms.

Soon, we both fall asleep in each other's arms

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