Ganster's Squad

Chapter 10: Aftermath.

When Minho woke up, his head was throbbing and mumbled on how hard it was for him to raise his head from the pillow. He turned around and felt someone next to him, he didn't know where he was or what had happened. It wasn't weird for him to wake up with a female body lying next to him. He put his arms around her waist and snuggled his face in her hair.

Natasha smiled at the warmth of his body and turned around to face him. When she opened her eyes to see the man, she jumped off the bed startled.

"Oh." She whimpered, memories from the last night playing in her head. It was her idea to bring him in her room, as her sister was sleeping in hers and she would have freaked out if she would see Minho sleeping on the couch. Plus, she was way too tired to sleep there, so she decided to sleep in the same bed.

Minho groaned and searched for her, when he opened his eyes, he noticed she wasn't there anymore. He looked at her with incredulous eyes and covered himself with the blanket, startled when he realised the girl was Natasha. "What am I doing here and why does my head hurts so bad?"

"Umm... someone hit you in the head with a bottle. I was worried so I brought you home with me."

"Oh." He managed to whisper back. "Is he..."

Natasha knew exactly what he was asking. "He's not dead, merely wounded."

"Thank God." He ran his hands through his hair. "I don't want to have a murder on my hands."

"It wouldn't be on your hands, it would be on mine. You know how much you mean to me. You are my best friend and I failed to protect you." She blamed herself for the incident even if she had no control of it.

Minho noticed he still had his pants on him. even if he was bare chest, he got out of the bed and hugged her. "You protected me, don't think otherwise. Thank you."

"Let's get something to eat." Having a man so close to her, made her shriek in terror. The last psychologist told her it was due to her trauma, like that was supposed to help her. Still, it was her Minho, he won't physically hurt her. If she could choose someone to love, it would be him. Unfortunately for her, it couldn't happen for various reasons.

"I'll cook for you. That's the least I could do."

"Fine. First let me give you something for the headache. If not, Angie is going to bite my head off."

Minho laughed. "How sweet of me to have four ladies trying to keep me safe." He said smiling putting his shirt on. Natasha punched him playfully in his ribs.

It was weird how she could be herself when they were together. Watching him now in her kitchen looking at him cooking for her, made her heart full of love. She doubted many people understood her need to protect him, but for her, he was important. She had searched for him two years until she received the tip on where he was. When she saw him on a corner of the street looking like a lost puppy, her heart melted. In that moment, she knew she had to protect him.

He was more than her friend, he was her link to the old life, a life that was above this, a life where she was a normal teenager doing normal stuff and most important, he was family. She would protect him, the girls and her sister even with the price of her own life.

She was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn't noticed that her sister came to the kitchen. When her sister saw Minho, she smiled in contempt.

"Finally, my sister got a boyfriend." She said clapping her hands in approval.

Natasha shook her head. "He's not my boyfriend. He's my friend."

Her sister's smile dropped and smacked her over the head. "Don't friend zone him."

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Minho, Jaina... Jaina, Minho."