My Hand And Yours

How dare you

"You're not joining in on the meeting?" The male now known as Baekho asked since Minhyun was going in the opposite direction from the living room.

"I just left. You should join them right now," Minhyun replied. "My sister is present too." Baekho stared at Minhyun again, making the other uncomfortable but he stayed rooted at his spot, waiting for Baekho to walk away first just in case the other tried to touch him again.

"Mmm... Want to go out for a drink then?" Baekho asked casually.

"What." Minhyun was baffled by the other's sudden question but Baekho didn't reply him and started walking away from the living room. He motioned Minhyun to follow him but Minhyun didn't move from his spot. He just kept an eye on Baekho who rolled his eyes from the other's bland reaction.

"Come on. Let's go for a drink and let those old men talk instead," he said and tried to grab Minhyun's wrist but the taller male pulled his hand away before the other could grab him. "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? What are you thinking about? This meeting is about your betrothment and you're not going to bother?"

"Can I just say I can't be bothered to be bothered?" Baekho replied and shrugged. "You're too uptight. Loosen up, man or you'll grow old fast." Baekho tried to pat Minhyun on the shoulder but Minhyun held his wrist.

"And you're too casual. Stop trying to touch me," Minhyun said and that was when Baekho noticed how he wore gloves.

"Okay, fine. Can we go then?" Baekho asked as he retracted his hand.

"No. You are to meet my father to discuss your engagement with my sister, not to convince me to go for a drink with you," Minhyun replied. Baekho pursed his lips and stepped closer to Minhyun instead. The taller male was confused but his feet started shifting backwards. A sly smirk crept up the other's lips and he quickly grabbed Minhyun by his elbow. "Hey-"

Before Minhyun could pull away, not that he actually could since the other had a rather strong grip, he was dragged from the spot he stood all the way to the window where Baekho had climbed in to enter. Minhyun gasped and grabbed hold of the window sills before he could topple over it since the other literally just jumped out of it.

"Let go," Minhyun said and tried to hold onto the window.

"Live a little. Come on," Baekho urged him but Minhyun shook his head.

"I'm not climbing out from the window and leaving without my sh- You! You walked in the hallway with your shoes on?!" Minhyun gasped from the realisation. Baekho looked down and shrugged.

"Oh yeah. Forgot about my shoes but who cares. Come on. I'll carry you if you don't want to get your little dainty toes dirty."

"What about you let me go instead and actually come inside from the front door?" Minhyun asked while gripping the window tightly. Baekho groaned and used his other hand, grabbing Minhyun by his waist and lifted him up. Minhyun shrieked a little from surprise as his legs left the ground easily.

"What are you doing?! Put me down!" Minhyun demanded but Baekho had already managed to pull him out from the window the moment he had let go of the window in surprise. He stepped back and chuckled.

"Okay. Put you down on the ground?" Baekho asked and Minhyun looked down, realising it was the grass and he started gripping onto Baekho instead.

"No, no, no! Don't put me down on the grass," Minhyun panicked, toes curling. Baekho grinned triumphantly and started walking to the front door or at least where he believed was the front.

"Great. Then you're coming with me," Baekho concluded and Minhyun gasped in disbelief.

"How dare you. This is kidnapping," Minhyun hissed. He was not one to show a lot of emotions usually but somehow, Baekho was making him express his emotions and it made him feel... unhinged.