No Telling

Chapter 5: Sympathy and Minhyuk

     "Yo, Y/N! You're back!" I.M yelled from across the room, jumping up and running over to greet you.

     "Whoa, there. Why are you so excited?" You said as he hugged you tightly.

     "I'm just happy you're back," He grinned and stepped away from the hug. The others laughed and him and left the room.

     "What was that about?" You asked, puzzled.

     "I hate those guys," He grumbled angrily.

     "Eh, they're not too bad," You admitted.

     "I mean, I guess they're not the worst, but they're pretty close to it," He sighed.

     There was a awkward silence for about 17 seconds before I.M cleared his throat and said, "I'm sorry for what I did earlier.  You know, before you left..." He trailed off.

     "Oh, um," You swallowed nervously, remembering his soft lips against yours. "It's fine."

     "I know I shouldn't have done that, it was wrong to do it without your permission..." He went on, getting pinker and shyer.

     "I.M," You interrupted sternly.

     "What?" He asked.

     "It's fine, I understand. You don't need to apologize and, actually, I kind of enjoyed it," You looked down, embarrassed.

     "Really?" He took your hand.

     "What are you-?" You were interrupted by those soft lips of his against yours. He put both arms around your waist and pulled you closer.

     "I.M!" You shouted and pulled your head away but he was still holding you.

     "What? You said you enjoyed my last kiss," He defended.

     "I said I enjoyed your LAST KISS, not that I wanted another one!" You tried to get out of his arms but he just pulled you closer so that you could feel his breath on your shoulder.

     "I'm sorry," He looked down and let you go, sitting on the couch sadly.

     "Aw, I.M, I didn't mean to freak out or make you feel bad," You sat down next to him.

     "No, it was stupid of me to assume that you wanted another kiss," He curled into the smallest ball he possibly could, which was pretty small because come on, he's not that big.

     "Don't be mad at me~" You groaned.

     "I'm not mad at you," He sighed.

     "Then who are you mad at?"

     "Myself," He admitted.

     "Don't be," You wrapped your arms around the ball he was in and laid your head on his shoulder.

     "Why? I was stupid to do that," He turned his head to look at you and, not realizing you were so close, your noses touched. (Cliché as singing vultures but just bear with me.)

     "N-No, you're weren't," You looked at his eyes and felt bad for him. He seemed so young and nervous.

     "But you didn't like it," He pulled his head away.

     "I know, but don't be angry at yourself," You patted his back and stood up.

     "Ok, ok," He got up, too.

     "I'm going to go put my things in the room," You told him.

     "Ok. Kihyun hyung is probably making lunch so we'll tell you when it's ready," He said and walked away.

     "He's really cute," You muttered to yourself and went to your room.

     After you finished organizing your stuff you went to check out the different rooms of the house. You arrived at a room filled with bunches of plushies.

     "Ooh!" You squealed and picked up a kangaroo stuffed animal.

     "Pretty impressive, right?" A voice behind you made you jump.

     "Flexing beeswax!" You shouted at the Minhyuk behind you.

     "'Flexing beeswax'? I didn't realize beeswax could flex," He teased.

     "Oh, shut up," You pouted.

     "Fine, fine," He slipped past you and jumped into the pile of plushies. "You can join me if you want!" He grinned at you.

     You wanted to refuse because he seemed like a little rat, but you decided that you should get to know him more before classifying him as such.

     "Come on!" He patted the area right next to him.

     "I guess," You rolled onto the part of the pile next to him.

     "This is my favorite part of the house," He sighed contentedly. "What about you?"

     "From what I've seen so far, yeah. This is my favorite room," You admitted. Maybe he wasn't a rat after all.

     "It's a great room," He smiled, looking at you up and down.

     "Yeah," You saw him doing this and moved away a little uncomfortably. Maybe he WAS a rat. Dang, this guy was hard to figure out.

     He grabbed your arm. (Probably a rat.) "Hold on," He rolled over so he would be literally RIGHT next to you.

     "Minhyuk, get away from me," You warned him.

     "Or what?"

     You growled because you could clearly do nothing. Then you realized: you could! Imagine that.

     "This," You said as you grabbed a stuffed animal and hit his head with it. He let go of your arm and rubbed his head.

     "Wait!" He called as he grabbed your ankle.

     "Let go," You replied calmly.

     "Why?" He pulled you back down and you squeaked as he got up, set one foot on you, and closed the door.

     "Minhyuk," You gulped, a little scared. He was definitely a rat, no, WASP.

     "Now," He got back down and pulled you so close to him that you could hear and feel his breathing. You felt his breath on your collarbone and shivered.

     "Minhyuk, what are you doing?" You swallowed hard, forcing back a nervous stutter.

     "Shh," Was his reply.

     He leaned in close ad your noses were touching. Your lips were about to meet, too, but Jooheon's voice called from the hall:

     "Lunch's ready!"

     "Then let's make this quick," Minhyuk said and smooched you before jumping up and heading out the door.

     "He's pretty gorgeous for a wasp rat," You told yourself as you followed him.