Inside My Head || Minsung

~SIX~

JISUNG:

I did that... I did that... 

I did that. 

You idiot, how is he going to help you with work if you can't talk?

You can't. 

Great job, Jisung! 

I finish my lunch, and the bell rings with perfect timing. 

Me and Minho head back up the stairs, only three sets left to go! Yeah, the school hates us. 

As we turn the corner, we see a kid, one of those jocks with nothing between their ears. I immediatly decide that I'm not going back to class and I turn around, but I notice that Minho doesn't. I glare at him, but he doesn't look. 

Dumbass. 

I tug on his sleeve, making sure not to really touch him, and try to get him to follow me. He just shrugs my hand off, puffing his chest out like Tweety Bird. But this guy is no Sylvester, Tweety won't win. 

Sylvester is actually Soohyeon, and no one ever wins against him. 

Before he can even talk to Minho, a hand touches him from behind. Minho smirks, and Soohyeon moves cooly out of the way. I see a tall male, with blonde dyed hair, and a taller one beind him, with dark hair. And two other guys who are shorter with blonde and dark hair as well. 

The short blonde speaks. 

"Suggest you move over, mate." 

I'm shocked. 

His voice is deep as hell! Oh my god! I've never heard anything like it!

He doesn't sound like Korean is his first language, and he said 'mate' in English, with an accent.

The tall blonde moves Soohyeon, and he finally comes back to working order. I notice how the tall dark-haired one just leans on the wall, saying nothing. 

"Don't touch me, fag!" He shouts. 

I jerk back, finding myself leaning into Minho in fear. He very carefully places his arm around me, shielding me slightly, though I can still see. Everyone else is in class. 

"Watch your words, please." He says, super duper calm, and I can tell he doesn't natively speak Korean either. 

Where did they come from?

Soohyeon smirks down at the little dark-haired boy, and gives him a good, hard shove. "Whatchya gonna do?" His smug, winner smile already appearing. Although, I prefer to say killer smile, especially after that kid in my class went missing, and he ran off for a while. Funny that no one else ever suspected him. 

The short blonde then loses it as the other falls, and attempts to bolt forward, at him, but the tall blonde grabs him around the midsection, holding him tight. The tall guy in the back walks forward, grabs Soohyeon by the collar of his shirt, and hisses something, low and unhearable to the rest of us, but clearly frightening to Soohyeon, which is certainly a first. I've never seen him actually scared before, but you can clearly see the fear in his eyes, and his change of color to snow-white. 

Whoa...

For once my head is empty. 

For the first time, I notice another kid way behind them, holding something. Surely he just approached, he couldn't have been there the whole time, I notice everything. 

The tall male steps away from Soohyeon, and as I look at him, he death glares me. I cringe way far into Minho. After being bullied by him for years, I feel so scared. I had barely escaped him. 

The boy, clearly younger, with a sticker on his shirt saying 'I got my braces out!' and a really cute smile walks up, and past Soohyeon so confidently. He holds out a bag, like a small computer bag, or a purse type thing and says, "You forgot your homework at home!"

"All this for some stupid homework! Fuck you guys! I was ready for a fight!" Soohyeon snarls, shutting up as the tall guy raises his arm in a fist. 

"No, you looked like you were going to cry when Woojin got near you!" Minho laughs, "Man up, bro!"

"Yeah, and don't go for Changbin like that again, or there'll be trouble mate!" The short blonde puffs up. 

I cuddle more into Minho, barely noticing what I'm doing. Soohyeon scares me so bad. I hate him so much! 

The kid smiles at us, and Minho accepts the bag. 

The one who got pushed watches for a second as Soohyeon begins to walk away, then runs forward and trips him down the stairs, before returning to the little blonde's side. The only thing stopping him from getting up and running at us is the big one -Woojin- glaring down at him. 

Minho chuckles, and I feel the vibration of it against my head, which is resting on his chest. 

I jump off him, finally realizing what I was doing. The others laugh, and Minho just smiles. I redden. 

"This is Chan," The tall blonde, "Woojin, who really isn't that scary," The tall dark haired one, "Felix," The little deep-voiced one, "Changbin," The one that got pushed, "and Jeongin." The kid. 

I pause, studying them, and they patiently wait for me. That's actually quite nice, no one ever does that for me. 

I point at each, though remaining silent, I recite their names in my head. 

Chan, Woojin, Felix, Changbin, Jeongin. 

Chan, Woojin, Felix, Changbin, Jeongin. 

Chan, Woojin, Felix, Changbin, Jeongin. 

Chan, Woojin, Felix, Changbin, Jeongin. 

Chan, Woojin, Felix, Changbin, Jeongin. 

"He's focusing awful hard." Changbin says. 

I look down. 

"Nono! It's okay! I'm sorry!"

No one's ever apologized to me before Minho happened. Why is he suddenly making my life better? And how?

What sort of magical being is he?

We talk for a little while, and when I learn some more about them, and they leave, saying that Jeongin's free period will soon be over. 

Me and Minho decide to skip off, that way we can get our work done, and my family should be gone, since it's long shifts today. 

Turns out Tweety did win this time. 

***

WOOJIN: *Earlier* 

I see Changbin get pushed, and Jisung looks traumatized. Felix jerks forward, getting defensive over his boyfriend. 

Chan grabs him, and Changbin manages to stand back up on his own. I make eye contact with Jeongin, who's hiding behind a shelf, where I told him to be, just incase, and I wink. 

I step forward, grab his collar, and his at him, "If you ever touch my children again, I will make sure that your children don't ever exist." I glance down, and he gets the message, paling and stepping away from me. 

I chuckle under my breath. 

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A/n: 

So that's that!

Yep. 

All I've got rn. 

Byee! 

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