I'm In Trouble

Clip 45

Jonghyun made it out to the back door without being detected. He wiped away the blood on his lips and scowled slightly. He was not expecting the reporter to come charging at him with his fist straight to his jaw followed by plenty more punches. He made his way to his car and quickly started it, driving away into the silent night. The cold wind made him wince as it hit his stinging face, making it all numb. He drove as far as he could without a destination in mind before stopping and just leaning against his car seat. He was frustrated that he had got caught but he was pretty sure that Minhyun had find him to die. The other was prepared for it. Jonghyun knew he won't die if given immediate care but it still left a sour taste in his mouth. He looked at the passing cars and realised he should leave. Leave this place and never look back. Just let go of everything here.

He didn't need anything anyways. Just his guitar and money. That was all he needed as he disappeared into the night.

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"Nn-no... Hah..."

"Hmm?" Baekho set down the tray as he sat on the bed. He had gotten up earlier to get food for both of them and tucked Minhyun in but it seemed like the other was going through a nightmare as he curled up tightly and whispered soft cries. "Minhyun? Wake up. I brought us lunch."

"Nnm... Don't want to," Minhyun muttered and Baekho tried to roll the other towards him. Minhyun jolted up and slapped Baekho's hand away, eyes opening in shock. "I don't w-ah- Baekho..."

Baekho rubbed his hand and smiled. "Ow?"

"I'm sorry. I was..."

"Dreaming. I know. I brought us food. Care to try to eat?"

"B-but..."

"Eat for me, please?"

Minhyun pursed his lips and crossed his legs as Baekho brought the tray over. There was a bowl of porridge and also a bowl of food stacked on top of each other.

"I'll feed you if it makes you want to eat," Baekho said jokingly and Minhyun turned red.

"I-I can at least do that myself," Minhyun said and twirled his thumbs together. "But maybe... Maybe it'll make me happier?"

Baekho blinked before letting out a stiff laugh. "Okay." He scooped up some porridge and blew on it before holding it out to Minhyun who twitched. "Say ahhh."

Minhyun clenched his jaw and Baekho waited. It took him almost 30 seconds before his jaw finally unhinged slowly. Baekho moved the spoon closer and Minhyun moved back. He shook his head. "I don't think I c-can."

"You have to eat though. How did your manager get you to eat last time?"

"I... I can't really remember. I think he fed me... Sweets and stuff like that until I finally asked for something more substantial."

"Should I try that then?"

"No. I can't be eating all those. I might gain weight," Minhyun said and looked down at his stomach. Back then, he wasn't a pop star yet and he was way slimmer than he was supposed to be.

"Mmm...." Baekho put the spoon down and started to eat his own food instead. "How about we play a game? Every time you lose, you take a bite."

"And if I win?"

"Hmmm.... What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know." Minhyun couldn't think of anything he wanted Baekho to do right now for him. He was just glad that his manager had asked him to stay by his side and care for him.

"Well, let's just play anyways. You can think of something later," Baekho replied and put both his hands out.

"What are we playing?"

"Chan, cham, cham?"

"Eh... Okay." Minhyun wasn't expecting Baekho to say that but he decided to go along with it. It had been awhile since he's done something like that.

"I'll start. Rock, paper, scissors, shoot! Cham, cham, cham!" Baekho was relentless and immediately won, startling Minhyun.

"I-I wasn't prepared!"

"Then we will go another round. Rock, paper, scissors, shoot. Cham, cham, cham!"

Minhyun squeaked when he lost again, too easily swept up by the motion. Baekho chuckled and continued playing. They kept going and he silently kept count until Minhyun couldn't take it anymore. "You're too good at this!"

"I think you're just bad at games. So that's 10 scoops and 1 request."

Minhyun pouted but nodded. Baekho grinned and scooped the cooled porridge up again.

"Or would you rather something substantial like my rice?"

"I think I'll have the porridge... Did you cook it?"

"I did. Filled it with my love too," Baekho said jokingly but they both ended up blushing in embarrassment. "I'm not used to being flirty! Don't laugh."

"I'm not, I'm not," Minhyun said despite trying to stifle it. Baekho was relieved that Minhyun seemed to loosen up a bit. He breathed in and held Baekho's hand, slowly taking a quick bite. He covered his mouth as he bit on the carrot bits before hurriedly swallowing. He held back the urge to throw it back up as his other hand clutched his stomach.

"Breathe, Minhyun. Look at me. It's alright. This is just food," Baekho said and Minhyun opened his shut eyes, looking into Baekho's warm gentle ones. He nodded and Baekho fed him another scoop. And another. Until he was done with all 10. Minhyun panted softly as his heart was racing, not from being spoon fed but because of how worried he was that he would throw everything out in front of Baekho. He didn't want to be that shameless and rude. He held it down and held Baekho's hand tightly to calm himself down. Baekho gently rubbed his back and kissed his cheek. "You did great. So... Think you can finish a whole bowl by yourself?"

Minhyun hurriedly shook his head and let out a relieved sigh when the urge slowly passed. "But... I think I can... Try drinking water."

Baekho beamed and nodded. "Baby steps, Minhyun. We will get there. I believe in you."