IN THE END ⇉ [MINHO] ✓

9 ☓ arrival of tommy

In the few minutes after I found myself on Minho's bedroom floor. His arm lazily drapped around my waist with his head snuggled into the crook of my neck. Whenever I tried to move his arm would fully grab hold of my waist and pull me closer, making sure I wouldn't and couldn't leave his side. It didn't feel right to be in here. I felt like I needed to leave. If someone came in here and saw us on the ground together Minho could get in trouble, they know he knows something about what I know, they'll to what Ben did, they'll hurt him in front of me amd force one of us to speak. When I was sure Minho was asleep; I could tell by his soft snores, I gentely lifted his arm off of me before standing up and tiptoeing to the doorway. I grabbed the doorknob and stepped forward to leave. My left foot eased forward and landed with a squeak on the last floor board.

Of course.

I rolled my eyes and turned around to see Minho getting up.

Shuck.

I spun around on my heel and looked him up and down before glancing behind me.

"Where are you going?" he said sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

I shrugged, "I'm going to get some water,"

He ran a hand through his hair, making me bite my lip, "I'll come-"

"No," I responded quickly, "I'll be fine,"

"El-"

"Minho go to bed, please," I begged, rubbing my arm.

His eyes flickered with a sign of hurt but he nodded. He unbuttoned his shirt slowly, expecting me to of left. But I stood there in place watching him in awe. He stopped abruptly, looking up from his shirt, it all unbuttoned but he didn't take it off. He chuckled at me before taking the shirt off of his body. I scanned his body before meeting his eyes. I blushed softly before turning on my heel and walking away quickly, praying he didn't notice that I was headed to Alby's room and not downstairs to the kitchen. Alby's door creaked open and I carefully stepped inside, shutting the door as quiet as possible. I glanced over at Alby who was snoring into his pillow. I grabbed the knife from his small beside table, carefully holding it at my hip. I loomed over Alby before turning and walking to the right corner by the door, lying down and curling up. I placed the knife at my feet just in case before making myself comfortable, using my hands as a pillow.
(A/N i think i almost killed Alby but i'm not even sure with myself ohmygof)

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I was shook away, this made me panic so I sat straight up and grasped the knife, putting it at my provokers throat. Alby's eyes widened and so did mine.

"I'm so so so so sorry!" I gasped dropping the knife.

He chuckled rubbing his throat, "Uh..it's okay. What are you doing in here?"
"I was sleeping," I replied getting to my feet, "Sorry for intruding,"

"Weren't you with Minho?" he asked cautiously.

I winced, "Uh..I was last night for a bit.."

"Weren't you fighting?" he smirked, crossing his arms.

"Uh,"

Shuck it.

"We were..past tense,"

"I saw you guys in his room last night, that's a bit cute," his smirk grew wider.

I hit him on the arm, "Slim it,"

He patted me on the back with a small smile, beckoning me to leave. I got up and left, lightly knocking on Minho's door to find he wasn't there.

Is he in the maze already?