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As soon as Key turns his back, Minho leaps thus creating a loud thud as he sits down that Key turns to check what just happened and so Minho quickly responds to patting the chair similar to that of a loud thud.
Key takes it as it is perks his lips to dismiss the scenario faces front and hurry to go inside the room to get what he needs.
Minho slides a sighing remark…

“Oh shoot…that was close…aaayyooo…”

Key comes back with a healing ointment signals for Minho to sit on a stride position.
Without dilly dallying, Minho springs his right foot to the other side of the long thin chair controlling his breathing.

“Are you ready…?”

“Yes…Thank you by the way…
You really don’t have to…”

Key:                (sighs) We have to…
                       We need to finish the entry for the competition…
                       I still have to finalize the sketch of all of you…

Minho:             (feels a bit guilty) Oh…
                        Am sorry to have given you a burden…

Key:                (pats Minho’s right shoulder)
                       Nnaahh…It is fine…You see…
                       I thought it is also good to participate in school gatherings…
                       So, I do not mind…

Minho:             (smiles) That’s great…
                        It is going to be fun…
                        I bet you never really experienced school life since you
                        were mostly home schooled.

Key:                Yeah…
                        (sit astride) Okay…
                         (checks their body positions)
                         I think…hold on…

Key facing Minho’s back grabs both of the latter’s shoulders and gently pulls down on his lap...
Down on Key’s lap, Minho does not know how to deal with the situation.

“Eeehh…aaahh…
Key…I don’t know what to do…”

Key:                (chuckles) Just close your eyes and I will massage both of your temples.
                       It will help ease your headache…

Minho:             (closes eyes) Okay…

Key:                But don’t sleep…

Minho:             (shakes his head) I won’t…

Key:                We are currently neighbors right…?

Minho:             (nods) Yeah…why…?

Key:                Since kids…?

Minho:             (pauses in seconds and pretends he did not hear Key’s question)
                       Oh…you are so good…
                        I guess because you are a painter that your hands can
                        come in handy with other things…

Key:                (chuckles) You know what…?

Minho opens his eyes and stunned to realize Key on a three-inch wide gap distance from his face that his face turns instantly red.

“Tell me…
Have we met when we were kids…?
Do not change the topic Minho…
And just answer the question…”

Minho in an effort to escape from Key’s head-on situation hastily in a rattling way…

“Aaammm oook..kay now…
Mmy headache is gone…
Your massage really helped a lot…
(then rises up and turns to face Key)
Thank you…
Can we start the sketch now…?”

Key smirks at Minho’s sudden worked up response chuckling at the sight of the latter swift movement to an erect sitting position facing him.

“I really am okay Key…
Wwe can start now…”
Minho stresses…

Key sighs but smiles finding the other’s reaction cute and funny.

“With that response of yours Minho,
 you end up giving me an opportunity to find
it out for myself.
Don’t you think…?
You do not have to answer but I will
definitely dig about my past.
Come to think of it, previously, I never had the
intention or interest to know about my early
years here…
But now, I think…am interested.
This is going to be exciting.
Don’t you think again…?
(squints at Minho) Fine…
I don’t want to cause any concern for now…
(taps Minho’s shoulder)
Okay… your position is fine …
(gets his sketch pad and starts)
Be still…”

The don’t-know-what-do Minho just nods, positions himself to the spot where Key has instructed then looks a bit past Key so he can at least manage himself to not melt-down all of a sudden.

“And look at me…”
Key’s follow up…

“Oh …look at him…?
Can I manage…I have to right…?
 Darn it…”
Minho thinks…

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