Minhyun told him about the deal and also about his conversation with Jonghyun. The video he saw and how it lead up to him going to Jonghyun.
"I didn't want you to see it... But when you saved me, everything just felt like it broke apart again. I thought it was all over. I broke my promise. I did something I hated. I didn't want to face you... I... I thought dying would be better than having to live through this. I knew Jonghyun was the murderer after watching the video and since he had invited me for a drink, it would have been simple. I just needed to agitate him enough to kill me but you saved me again... I... "
Baekho reached over slowly, hovering his hand over Minhyun's and waited. He wanted to hug the other and comfort him but wasn't sure if Minhyun would be able to accept that now. Minhyun looked at his hand and then at him. Eyes too dry to cry anymore. His heart ached a lot when he realised Baekho still looked at him warmly. Those cold empty eyes that the others used on him were the complete opposite of Baekho's soft brown eyes. He looked at his hand again and found his breathing pick up as he slowly moved his own hand. He wanted to hold it but something was stopping him. Was it really this easy? Nothing had ever felt this easy. Baekho was just going to accept him no matter his faults? He shook his head and moved his hand away, covering his face.
"I'm dirty. I give up easily... I'm not worthy to be liked by you."
"That's what you think."
Minhyun sobbed and peeked at Baekho who scooted closer. "Why are you being so nice to me? I put myself into danger and I did that to someone else. You should be yelling at me, getting angry like that other time. You shouldn't... Shouldn't have saved me."
"I have no reason to be angry. I'm just relieved that you're still alive. That you're still here."
Minhyun felt the trembles in his chest start again and he pressed his hands against his eyes to stop the tears. "Will you forgive me?"
"If you would let me."
"I..."
"You're not seeking for my forgiveness though, are you?"
"Huh?"
Baekho stood up and sat down beside Minhyun who shrunk away slightly. "You just want to be loved. You want someone to accept you, to understand you. You don't need my forgiveness because you haven't done anything wrong to me in the first place."
"I... I did."
"And I already forgave you for that."
Baekho placed his hand on Minhyun's and gently pulled it away from his eye. Minhyun peeked at Baekho and sniffled.
"I know I said that I was going to wait after the case was over but I'm going to reconsider now. Minhyun, will you let me love you? As a partner?"
"Y-you'll have me?" Minhyun blurted out in disbelief and Baekho nodded.
"I would. You're...strangely brave and even though you make me worry and scared for you, I also realised that I can't leave you alone even though I want to and I believe that would be the right course of action but I can't so... Having you by my side, this time, for real, would be the best choice of action."
"Oh... Oh." Minhyun gritted his teeth and rubbed his eyes with his free arm, curling up against his knees and crying softly. Baekho patted his back gently before Minhyun shifted slowly and leaned his head against Baekho's shoulder, one hand holding his sleeve tightly. "This still feels the safest after all."
Baekho smiled thinly and ruffled his hair gently. "I can't promise that being with me will keep you safe but I know I don't want you to get into anymore trouble. I'm sorry I wasn't there to save you earlier."
Minhyun shook his head and huddled closer to Baekho. He was still slightly afraid of touching him or being touched but Baekho had a calming effect over him. He made him feel protected and chased away his bad thoughts. Being by Baekho's side both made him want to stay and also shy away. It was unlike any other. Not his family, his ex or even his manager. "Please love me. Don't let me go."
"I understand." Baekho gently touched Minhyun's cheek. He flinched at first but relaxed in his touch, closing his eyes and just snuggling against him. Baekho smiled and leaned his head on Minhyun's as well. He gently moved away and made Minhyun lay down again. He looked at the bandage around his neck and remembered the warm liquid that covered his hands. He clenched it into a fist and sat down on the chair as Minhyun rested, falling asleep easier than before. He pulled out his laptop and started to compile all the information. He also realised he should probably tell Minki about what happened but he didn't want to worry the other yet lying didn't sit well with him.
Once he was sure Minhyun was asleep, he kept his laptop and went over to Minki's room. The other was typing away at his phone furiously until he saw Baekho and gasped.
"Dongho sshi, you're here. What about Aron? Did you meet him?" he asked immediately. Baekho could see the other worried about him a lot but its not like he didn't know the two were involved romantically. The drawing Aron had finished was proof enough even if Baekho hadn't seen their confession happen. Baekho took out the box from his back pocket and handed it to Minki who gaped at it.
"How did you... Where did you get this from?"
Baekho pursed his lips and he let out a sigh. "I don't want to lie to you but... I got it from inside Aron's shop. When I got there, I was...a little too late."
"What the hell do you mean too late? What happened?" Minki was immediately agitated and grabbed Baekho's shirt. Baekho placed his hands onto Minki's.
"Calm down. I don't think they're going to kill him but I believe your father is the one who took him."
Minki gasped and let go of Baekho. He tried to get down from the bed but Baekho held his shoulders. "Hey, you're still not fully recovered yet."
"I don't care! If my dad even lays a fucking finger on him, I'll break his arms."
"Calm down, Minki sshi! I'm sure he will be fine."
"And what if he's not?! Are you going to take responsibility?"
"Eh-"

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I'm In Trouble
FanfictionA news reporter who is seeking out the truth gets himself tangled up in a web of revenge and a certain love problem involving a particular pop singer. "I will do anything for you." "Are you sure you want to do this?" "You'll regret this!" "Ah... You...