𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 | 𝐥.𝐦𝐡

ch.13

she told me as i once blush again, "t-thank you"

we had a small talk & she told me about how minhyuk was such a mischievous child, i admit she was a fun person to talk to, it was like i instantly trusted her.

"and you know when he was 11 he was climbing a fence because his frisbee flew to the other side, and his pants got caught on top of the fence & he was hanging on the fans crying out loud & he even-" we continued talking about minhyuk's childhood story & we didn't notice he had come out of the shower & that he was infront of us "mom!!! don't t-tell her that story!" he whined while stomping his feet like a five year old & i chuckle at his cuteness, "alright alright, don't act like a five year old infront of your future girlfriend!" his mom told him as i choked on air & he went to his mum side and tried to hush her up. "w-what are you s-saying!" she just laughs & place the mango on the plate, "here go back in your room, & don't do anything without protection im still young to be a grandmother" she grin after saying that earning more whining from minhyuk.

we were in his room & it wasn't like my room, plain grey & white, his were colourul, yellow..orange, all the bright colours, you name it & he has a sweet scented candle in his room causing it to smell like cotton candy.

i awkwardly sat at the corner or the bed not knowing where to sit or what to do. "im sorry my mom is really talkative.." he said trying to avoid eye contact with me. "its okay... i guess i know now where you get your socialness from." we then laugh, breaking awkwardness.

"come sit here, don't sit at the corner, come get comfy"he told me & patted the space beside him, "i-i haven't shower..." i told him clearly not wanting to dirty his sleeping space. "oh..right...do you have extra clothes? you can use my mom's shampoo & i'll borrow you my sweater & sweatpants first if you don't mind.." i didn't have any extra clothes & i can't really stand being dirty so i just accepted his offer.

"since you're already gonna shower why not just s-stay the n-night" he told me while looking through his closet "o-okay". "i can sleep on the floor if you want me to.." he said while the awkward atmosphere slowly comes back "its okay i'll take the floor..its good enough" i said, after all this is his room, im already invading his personal space.

i took a shower & it was kinda weird because i've never shower or slept at anyone's house, except for taeyong ofcourse..

his sweater smells like him, sweet scented, bright & happy. i secretly like the smell of the sweater, a little too much. i walked out of the bath room with a towel on my head, just like how it is at my own home, im trying to be comfortable.

"finally you're done!" he exclaimed looking at me once i came out of the shower.. "come sit here" he told me and patted on the other side of his bed right next him.

we spend our times watching random flims & eating the sweet mango that was prepared by his mum for us.

each moment with him feels so special, it doesn't matter where or what we were doing, i just felt genuinely happy when im with him. this was like a dream that i've dreamt about.

about 2 hours into the series i heard a light snore beside me, i turn my head & minhyuk was already asleep, the blankets wasn't rven on him. i stood up & walk to his side of the bed, i took his thick blanket & covered the blanket over him, while i was doing that my a notification rang up on my phone. i walked over to my phone to see who it was

taeyong: where are you? im at your house, i have something to discuss with you.

i looked at my phone then back at minhyuk, not wanting to leave him but i had no other choice.

i took a last look at him before walking out of his door. just then his mum saw me "where are you going this late dear?"  "i have something to attend to..im sorry for disturbing you." i replied before rushing to the front door but she said something which made me stop. "i know what you do...please if you really like my son, don't let him get hurt." she told me & i looked at her confused. "h-how would you know..."