Why So Lonely? || Minsung 1/3 ✔️

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Minho is sleeping next to me. Even with another person with me, I was too scared to sleep. I didn't want to.

His face is beautiful under the faint street lights that seep in through my window. My fingers brush his glowing jaw gently, not wanting to wake him.

I scan his face, his eyelashes laying prettily on his cheeks. His neck is exposed, the blanket having gotten kicked down to his waist. His arm had fallen off of me when he had switched positions. Now it lay there on the pillow.

I couldn't help but admire him. He was such a good person. I wasn't sure how it was even possible. Not even I'm as pure as him. He's one of the nicest human beings I've ever met in my entire life. He's a rare one. One that you meet every hundred years.

Our relationship was blooming. We weren't together, but it felt like we were. I enjoyed it. It's not like I was upset that I couldn't call him my boyfriend. That's just stupid. Everyone knows that we're tied to one another. I know that Minho would like for us to be together. I just need to really know him more, even if it feels like I know him fully.

It's not like we're both popular either. We're just students among other students. Not anything special, which is just the way I like it. I've always hated reading books where one person is popular and the other is a nerd. It was cute, but a little cliché for me.

Sure, I was bullied. I was beat up, but I had friends. I knew how to stick up for myself. At those times, I just didn't feel like it. Look at me now though. Kyungho apologized. We're fine now, even if he was another source of anxiety.

I never got why people bullied other people. We're all different. That's what makes us individuals. Why should we all be equal when we're not? Being equal sucks.

Being bullied isn't a nice thing to go through. There's no reason to bully someone. Absolutely no reason. If you have a problem, talk it out like a normal human being. People are such idiots nowadays.

Pausing my thoughts, I tug the blanket up further. Turning my full body, I carefully lift Minho's arm and put it around me, letting me rest my head on his chest.

This was nice. I wish we could stay like this for longer. We did have school tomorrow though. Last day before the weekend.

Maybe my dad would decide to show up.

Who knows?

Before I could think anymore, the sleeping boy's arm tightens around me and pulls me even closer. With a faint blush on my cheeks, I forget about the nightmares and live in the present with my sleeping and gorgeous kind-of boyfriend.