Solitary ~Minsung~

Chapter 7

Minho and I arrive back to our room tired and sore, both flopping onto our beds. After the debacle in the art room, Mr. Bang, being the awesome teacher he is, said he wouldn't tell the nurses or Dr. Seo if we cleaned the art room spotless. Which we did. And two after hours of trying to clean dry paint off of walls and floors all our muscles were aching.

"You can take the first shower" I say to Minho, my reasons being he was covered in more paint (so technically, I won the paint fight) and I also couldn't be bothered to move.

"Okay, thanks" Minho replies, his eyes closed. After a few moments of silence, I open my eyes and look over to see Minho sleeping.

"LEE MINHO GET YOUR ARSE TO THE SHOWER." I yell, laughing at his horror- stricken face of being so suddenly jolted awake. I continue to laugh hysterically, while Minho tries to get up off the bed and walk to the bathroom. This short walk took him a substantial amount of time, with each step being accompanied by a laboured sigh.

I'm still laughing, tears leaking from the corners of my eyes and my stomach in knots, as I could hear Minho making the same grunts as he tried to undress himself from his paint covered uniform. The thought of him undressing suddenly makes me stop laughing and blush instead.

I fall asleep from complete tiredness, still thinking about the very thing that caused the red flush on my cheeks.

Minho calls my name softly from the end of the bed, before hitting me square in the face with a pillow as my eyes were just beginning to flutter open, making me wide awake.

I drag myself to the bathroom, painfully undressing myself with all my tired muscles, but refusing to make a sound, knowing how much shit I would get from Minho if I did. I spend a considerable amount of time in the shower just scrubbing paint from my skin and removing it from my hair.

I walk out of the bathroom, feeling instantly better, and I look over to see Minho drying his hair, the half-wet and half-dry hair hanging in thick strands over his eyes before he pushes it back with his hand, revealing his beautiful eyes again.

"Can we read again?" I ask sweetly, blinking at him repeatedly like girls in the movies.

...

"Hello?" I question, stopping blinking. As I do so Minho bursts into laughter.

"I just wanted to see how long that insatiable blinking would last" he managed to utter out between his bursts of laughter. I walk over to my bed and lay under the covers, embarrassed.

"Awww Sungie I'm sorry, but you really were hilarious." He says, impersonating my blinking. I laugh at his action, realising that if I looked anything like that then he definitely had reason to laugh at me.

"Fine, but I'll only forgive you if you read Peter Pan to me." I state, grinning.

"Again? That'll be the 8th time in the three weeks I've been with you. I could just about recite it Sung, how about another book? They have heaps in the common room...", he tells me; hopeful that I will finally allow him to read something else.

"Okay! But I'm still picking."

"Deal"

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Minho and I walk together to the common room, our accustomed distance between each other. Minho looks down at me as we enter the door way of the common room "I'm gonna go find a nice quiet place for us to sit, so we can get out of our stuffy room for a change, is that okay?"

"Perfect." I reply, at both his statement and at the view I have in front of me as I look up to him. He smiles and walks away as I walk towards the book case in the corner of the room.