❥𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚜 (𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜) 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜♡

☆My hero☆ - Minewt

⚠️ART NOT MIND! CRD TO ARTIST⚠️

⚠️ Teenie Tiny bit of violence & maybe some slurs, none of which I agree with, because ofc someone has to saved because of the name xD (legit just someone being held to a wall but it could still be a trigger)⚠️

Newts POV:
I screamed as he held me against a wall. I yelled for help. "No-one will save yo-" he started, but, there was a bang as he fell to the floor, not dead, but unconscious. It seemed like he was hit across the head with something mental, I couldn't tell. It was then I felt darkness consume me. The last thing I remember is the feeling of cold, hard concrete floor.

???'s POV:
I heard a yell for help. I am not going to let that slide. I grabbed the first thing I could use as a weapon, a metal pipe (I was on my way to a back ally, where the scream came from, so it was easy to find). Then I seen a taller man, in all back, towering over a kid about my age. I ran over before the man could hurt the boy. I hit him on the head with the pipe I had found, he fell to the floor. I looked at the boy, he looked pale, sick even. He just stared at the man before giving me a quick glance and falling to the floor himself. I picked him up, I mean, I could not just leave him there.

I get home and lay him down on the couch and proceed to make some tea (I don't know, only drink I could think of, sorry!) I then heard stirring (I do not know how to spell it sorry) from the boy. His eyes dart open and his body swings up, he was breathing extremely heavily. I rush over to his side and rub his back trying to comfort him as tears form in his eyes. I stroke his hair slightly "shh..." I say every time I hear him whimper it let out an unsteady breath. He smiled and sat right up, he looked me in the eyes.
"T-Thank you for saving me my hero."
He smiled as his breath become normal and steady again. I return the smile "oh, my name is N-Newt by the way." He giggled slightly. "I'm Minho. May I ask what happened?" I ask. "Um... well, it's a long story..." he started.
"I have time." I say. He took a long breath. "Ok so, he was my best friends father. I came out as gay and he thought I would make my best friend, Tommy, gay or something so he said he'd hit me if I hung out with him, so I thought he was lying but turns out he wasn't, so I'm happy you saved me, thank you so much... Minho..." he smiled at the last part. I'd be lying if I didn't say I wasn't shocked at his story. I thought it would just be a misunderstanding of some sort but it was far more. I'm sure his friends dad would come to his senses. I hug him. "You can stay if you like. It's quite late-" I cut myself off. "What were you doing out anyways?" "Oh, I was on my way home from Tommy's, which is how his dad found out and that, I was meant to stay over but I had a random text telling me to leave. I thought it was my sister because she had a new phone and number and I haven't added her contact yet but turns out it was his dad, he got my number from Tommy's phone and text me." He explained. "Oh... I'm sorry" was all I could say. God, this kids dad went mad just to get Newt away form this 'Tommy.' (No, Minho and Thomas don't know each other)

"Sooooooo, are you staying here?" I say after two minutes of silence. "I don't want to intrude..." he says looking down, I smile. "He's so cute" I think. "Wait, what?" I shake off that thought. "You're not. I don't mine at all." I smile. He smiled back. "Thank you for being so kind to me." "No problem."

///3 hours later, they got to know each other///

I show him my room. "Wanna go to bed?" I ask. "Minho... I uhm... don't have any Pj's." He blushed. "Oh, right. You can borrow some of mine." I say walking in the wardrobe. I get a pair of Pj's for me and for him. I had him the Pj's and go to the bathroom to get ready so he can get ready in my room.

I got changed and knocked the door. "Come in!" I hear the cute British accent from the other side of the door say. I smile and open door. I laugh at what I saw. He wearing Pj's that were probably about 2 sizes too big for him. "Don't you start." He said roll his eyes. I laugh even more. "Stoppppppppppp!" He was laughing at this point to." We both stop laughing and I grabbed the extra sheets I have in the closet. I then lay them on the floor. "I'll sleep on the floor." I say. "No. I will. You've done enough for me." He smiles, I could tell he won the argument and to be honest I'm far to tired. "Ok then." I said. "Good!" He smiles and crawls into the sheets on the floor while I jump into my bed. "G'night Newtie." 'Night Min."

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