"So, we all have our own part of the room. But we're out of space so pick who you wanna share with."
Minho gestures to all the foldable beds.
"Alright, I'm going to catch up with the guys after I get dressed. I'll see you later, bunk buddy or uhhh... foldable bed bud? Still working on the name."
Without a doubt I wanna bunk with Minho! He's been gone so long, now that he's finally back, of course I'm going to get every second I can with him.
"Okay weirdo, I'll get some extra pillows and blankets. It tends to get pretty cold at night, so go ahead and take this."
He takes off his hoodie and throws it at me.
"Nirvana nice dude!"
I say walking backwards with my fingers making a rock and roll sign. I guess I'm not meant to be cool, I bump into someone as soon as Minho looks away. I can still hear him laughing at me.
"Oh, sorry! I wasn't paying attention."
I say to the unknown person I just backed into. Luckily neither of us fell.
"It's fine, Y/N. I know you're clumsy."
My head turns around so quick, I'm surprised it didn't snap!
"Innie! Oh my god, I missed you so much!"
I engulf him in a heartfelt hug.
"Missed you too, fruit loops!"
Man one time! He's not going to let me live down from that.
"Hey! That was one time. You're still going on that?"
"Who the hell sits in their room organizing fruit loops by color to see what color taste the best! And then complains because they all taste the same!"
That was a sad day! If I wasn't locked up I would've given their company a call myself!
"Well I know now don't I? Okay anyway, how've you been?"
"Pretty good, we've been planing an escape route. Chan and Felix have helped a lot. Changbin, Woojin, and Hyunjin are working to get the bus up and running. How about yourself?"
Looks like everyone's doing their part, I really hope there's some way I'll be able to help.
"It's been a rough few months, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Felix. I tried to escape. I failed."
I lift up my pants showing the bandaged cuts.
"I can't imagine. I'm sorry I couldn't help you, I had to scavenge for parts to speed up the work on the bus."
"It's fine. You did what had to be done, because of you I might get to write a book after all. You'll read it right, foster boy?"
"Of course, as long as you adopt thirty kids? I'm joking! I'm joking! I'll support you no matter what. Seriously."
Thirty kids my ass!
"Sorry Jeongin but, I have to go change clothes. Sundown isn't far away and Minho probably wants me to head back soon, so can you just show me where I can change clothes?"
"Sur-"
I.N was interpreted by Chan before he could finish his sentence.
"It's fine I.N, I've got it. Go ahead and help the others make the beds."
He grabs my arm, not in a harmful way, more of a protective way?
"No problem!"
Jeongin doesn't waste anytime, he's already running to help the guys.
"Here, take a seat. Let me make sure Lee Know bandaged your legs correctly. He's not exactly a professional in using a med kit."
Chan chuckles a little, showing me a sweet smile. Jeez, his smile is beautiful. That monster thing did not do it justice!
"Trust me, I know. I got a paper cut once so, he tried to make a bandaid with tape. That's not all, he used the sticky side."
We're both laughing now, now I see why everyone likes him so much! What's not to like?
"Lucky for you, I'm kind of the doctor around this place."
"You used to help around the District? Is that where you learned all this?"
"Yeah, that's the good news..."
Dang it. That means there's bad news.
"Bad news?"
"You need stitches."
"Okay? So? That's not that bad."
Yeah it's gonna hurt, but I'm kinda used to that.
"That's going to up your chance of infection, and we don't have any pain killers."
He tears the sleeve off his shirt and twist it.
"You may want to bite down on this. It's a new shirt, clean."
Around this place, full of dust and dirt, there's no such thing as clean.
"Here. Now you won't look stupid with one shirt sleeve. Plus you have good muscle, show it."
I rip off his other sleeve.
"Yeah, I guess I don't need to walk around with one sleeve on. I don't want the cute girl to see me like that."
"What cute girl? I thought there where only guys."
"There are. But you're not a guy."
Wow smooth, I give him an eye roll.
"Real smooth Chan."
"Chris. You can call me Chris. The guys call me Chan because it's my Korean name, my real name's Christofer."
"Huh? So we're on a real name basis now?"
Of course I use sarcasm after he was just insanely sweet to me. I can't take a complement to save my life.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Am I moving to fast for you?"
Or... not okay, nice guy had a bit of sarcasm too. I just give him a surprised face.
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He gets the point and starts to thread the needle trough my skin. I take the sleeve in my mouth, I can see the concentration on his face. I really wish I would've gotten to know him and spent more time with him. Instead I just pushed him away, I pushed one of the nicest people out just to protect myself from more heart break.
His brown curly hair blocks my view of his face, I have the urge to reach out and touch it. I don't because that would just be weird, it just looks so soft. His eyebrows are furrowed, his mouth slightly agape.
After he's done stitching up the lowest wound, he takes out a knife.
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"You don't care if I cut your pants, do you? I need to be able to reach the higher cuts."
"Or I could just take them off. Kidding, kidding!"
I've been around Minho too long, his
cocky-ness is wearing off on me.
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He takes the knife and smoothly drags it trough the fabric of my white, blood stained jeans.
Once he's Don't stitching up all my wounds, he puts the bandages back on. All the blood doesn't affect him, there's no telling how many times he's had to do this.
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"I'll show you where you can change. Follow me this way."
I follow him to a corner of the junkyard out of sight from the others.
"Thank you, Chris. Really. Thank you."
If it wasn't for him my legs probably would've taken way longer to heal.
"Anytime, when you're done meet me by the bus."
"You got it."
He leaves me to get changed.
A/N- Soooo, Chan is in the story now. I hope you're enjoying the character development! Anyway hope you enjoyed!!❤️
~yutouchingmysausage 🌵🌵
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