Minho's Girl

Minho's Girl

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I nestled my head into Minho's chest and smiled. "Minho?" He looked down at me. "Yes Sabrina?" "Do you love me?" He exclaimed in surprise,putting his hand in his heart in mock hurt. "No,I love the Grievers more than you." He said and then chuckled,causing me to laugh,hearing the sarcasm in his voice. Then his expression turned serious. "Sabrina,I love you more than I love my own life. I'll love you forever." With tears in my eyes,I said,"Even if I die?" "That's never going to happen. I'll protect you with my life." He hugged me fiercely. "But would you?" With an expression of sadness,he said,the words barely audible,"Yes,even if you....die." And with that,he pressed his lips to mine,a heartfelt,compassionate kiss. I would love him too,even if he...died too. But the pain would be unbearable. For either of us. Tears stung my eyes,but I refused to let them show. I just stared into Minho's dark brown eyes and enjoyed the kiss,seeming that,maybe,just maybe,our love would last forever.
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