Mathematical attraction

Chapter 83

Minho's P.O.V.
It was weird being home now.. Learning everything. My mother kissed my forehead after placing the covers over my shoulder. "Goodnight baby.. Sweet dreams."

I caught her hand. "Mom.."

She sat on the bed. "What is it?"

"How did Jiso get to be an officer if she had my sickness?" I wanted to know. How could she?

She sighed. "She was a great actress, so they took her in for infiltration missions and desk work as an investigator."

That was so cool! "What about my father? How did he make it to investigator?"

She chuckled. "Go to bed now puppet. You need to rest for your foot to get better."

I let out a deep sigh sinking into the covers. "Fine.. Night mom."

She closed the light and closed the door. How could I sleep? Scenarios were running wild in my head. I opened the tiny light on my nightstand and took my drawing material. I just imagined them like in these police movies. Running after bad guys and everything..
"What the-" A knock on my patio door scared me. "Wonhae I swear don't scare me like that-" Gosh it wasn't him. Joonie motioned for me to open the door. "What the hell are you doing on my balcony?" I got out of bed tiptoeing on my hurt limb and turned the lock.

He finally got to open the door and hugged me. "Hey Minmin."

I wrapped my arms around his back. "What are you doing here? It's late and hours away from Seoul."

He smiled. "Well.. The fact it's far is a reason I'm here so late."

I frowned. "Are you crazy? Going up the balcony? There are no stairs!"

He shushed me to a whisper. "I wasn't gonna pass by the front door was I? Let's sit down, you're on your legs too long."

I chuckled. "My leg is almost fine. It's been 10 days since I'm here."

"And the rest?" He took a look at were scratches and bruises were. "Gone?"

I nodded. "Yup, pretty much." I motioned for him to come closer. Once he did, I kissed him.. I bit longer than a usual peck. "Thanks for coming."

He covered his cheeks. "Dammit I'm bad at this. How are you so bold?"

I slapped his arm. "Stop saying that each time and come sit next to me."

He pointed. "On the bed? With you? Really?"

I rolled my eyes. "I won't let you sleep on the floor will I?"

He seemed hesitant, but still did.

I layed my head on his shouler. "How was practice with the guys?"

He sighed. "I'm still a terrible dancer. Other than that, it's alright, except maybe Kookie.'

I glanced up. "What's wrong with him? Is he sick?"

He denied. "We told him he'd be main vocal and.. It's a lot of pressure for him.

I sighed. "He'll be 15, what did you expect? It's like when they decided you'd be the leader. The more it got real, I saw you struggle a little."

"Try being the leader of 3 hyungs." He argued.

I laughed. "With a stubborn one like Yoonie, I can understand."

We did small talk for a while. We even talked about what I had learned about my parents. He listened and drank my every word. "Wow.. Really? Infiltrator? I get where you got your acting talents."

I smiled. "Right." I yawned. "I still don't know if I have other relatives."

He hid his chuckle. "You're falling asleep. We can talk tomorrow. I'll stay on the far edge of the bed."

He still thought I minded to that point? "I told you, if I'm aware, I don't mind."

He nodded. "I know, but it doesn't mean it can't make you uncomfortable."

I slid under the covers. "You don't move anyway."

He chuckled. "True." He looked at me and pulled the covers off my face. "How can you breathe in your sleep like that?"

I shrugged. "I just do like every human being and make air enter in my lungs?"

He layed down. "You're weird."

"You knew that when you became friends with me." I whispered.

Did I hear correctly? "That's one of the reasons I like you."

Namjoon's P.O.V.
One thing she didn't know is that her mother knew I was here. I wouldn't have come here without her approval.

We kept chatting like we had last night until.. "Minho, breakfast is ready."

Minmin swore under her breath. "Uhmm.. Be there in a second."

"Bring Namjoon with you, don't let the poor kid starve." She said leaving.

"What?" She turned to me. "By the way I had planned on smuggling snacks into my bedroom to feed you."

I smiled. "Thank you. I appreciate it."

She got up and fixed her PJ. "Let's go down so I can figure out why she knows you're here."

"I called her." I admitted.

She was even more surprised. "What?!"

I laughed at her reaction. "Let's go downstairs. Need your crutches?"

She denied. "I can step on it a little. I'll go down on my butt."

She would? "No you aren't. I'm here! Use me."

Now she was the one laughing. "Use you? How?"

I gave it some thought. "I can carry you or support your weight?"

She leaned on my arm to put her slippers. "Just holding onto your arm should be fine." She always said that at first. Once she whinced in the stairs.. "Well.. Actually? Would you mind?"

I smiled going the stair under her. "Why would I? Hop on." I got her down the stairs. I was happy to. Better that than her hurting her foot more. "There you go peanut sized swimmer."

She grinned. "Thanks you big giant."

I pouted. "So mean Minmin."

Her mother laughed. "He just helped you and you insult him? I thought I taught you better baby."

She frowned. "Don't call me baby in front of him."

"If you want breakfast, I can call you what I want." Ara put the plates down. "And also, since when you two are dating because that's way too obvious."

Minho was so embarrassed. "Mom!"