Out of a sudden, I heard a loud roar which caused Minho’s and my eyes to part and look the way it was coming from. Before I knew it, Kris had escaped all the boys’ grips. He looked so crazy. His eyes were exactly how they had been when he had held my throat against the wall, almost strangled me. I couldn’t react. I couldn’t do anything. It all went by so fast. I tightened the grip of Minho’s hand as I saw Kris move closer. It was like in movies when everything is in slow motion. Even though it felt like that, I didn’t have time to do anything.

I heard my name being yelled loudly several times, but I couldn’t manage to tell who was yelling. The last thing I remembered was Minho moving quickly, making me turn to look at him. After that I feeling a stabbing pain hit my head and everything went black.

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”[YN]?”

I felt someone touching my arm, waking me from my sleep. At first I didn’t feel anything. It just felt as if I had dozed off a couple of minutes. Then it struck me. I felt a sharp pain starting at the left side of my head, making its way to the right side as well. I squeezed my eyes tightly together as I felt the heavy headache take over. What had happened?

“[YN]?” I heard a calm voice say, shaking my arm gently.

I groaned in pain as I squeezed my head with my hand, wanting the pain to go away. What is going o- Kris! I thought as I remembered everything. What had happened? Why was everyone so quiet? I could only hear a ringing noise in my head and myself groaning in complain of the pain. Everything else was quiet. Who was even here? Where was I? I found myself asking a hundred questions in confusion before slowly opening my eyes, partly afraid of what I would see and partly trying to ease the pain in my head. A bright light hit my eyes, causing me to close my eyes tightly to avoid it.

“Goodmorning..”

I slowly opened my eyes again, this time being used to the light. On a chair beside the bed I was lying in, I found a beautiful with the biggest brown eyes gazing at me with a loving smile.

“Minho?” I asked in an attempt to sit up before falling down on my back on the bed again, holding my head in pain.

“Careful there,” Minho said calmly as he stood up and my cheek gently with his hand, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m... wait,” I said as I felt so confused about all this. Minho was all cleaned up. No blood, but... was that a couple of stitches? What was going on? Where were Kris and the rest of the boys? “What’s going on?” I asked looking at Minho, probably having the most confused expression of all printed on my face.

Minho flashed me a small smile before it faded as he took a deep breath.

“Well,” he started as his eyebrows furrowed a bit, “you see, Kris kind of... um, well he threw himself at us. And his head hit yours very hard. He hit you right in the temple.” Minho grabbed my hand lightly, it as I saw he was struggling with the words. “You went out as a light. We were so afraid that... that something had happened to you so we had to call an ambulance-“

“Ambulance?” I asked, surprised that I couldn’t even remember a thing.

Minho nodded slowly while his smile faded.

“Yeah, you got a bad concussion,” he said as he looked down at my hand while his eyes filled with pain. “Listen I am so sorry, [YN], I just- I didn’t know Kris would-“

“Where’s Kris?” I quickly asked, cutting Minho off as the thought of Kris popped into my head, terrifying me. 

“Don’t worry,” Minho said quickly as he found my eyes with his, giving me a reassuring look, “when the ambulance arrived, they came with a police car. I don’t think you’ll be seeing any more of that guy ever again!”

I felt myself relax a bit by Minho’s words. I just still couldn’t make it all fit together.

“But what about you? And the others? No one got hurt? I see you’ve got cleaned up,” I said looking at Minho with big eyes, wanting to know everything that had happened.

“Right,” he said with a small laugh, “The guys are just fine, they are down at the cafeteria. After everyone calmed down, they realized how hungry they were, especially Onew hyung” he laughed as he looked at me with his beautiful eyes. “I’ve been lying in that bed over there,” he said as he pointed to the bed beside me. It wasn’t until now I realized I was in a hospital. “Nothing serious though, I just had a few stitches and waited there as I got an x-ray of my arm.”

What? He had been hospitalized as well? I quickly turned to look at his arm, forgetting about my headache which flamed up again, making me remember so clearly. I furrowed my eyebrows in pain, but continued to look at Minho’s arm. There was a gaze around it. 

“What?” I exclaimed, looking at his arm with wide eyes, “are you alright?”

“Don’t worry about me,” Minho said, flashing me a reassuring smile, “it’s just a small sprain.”

I remembered now. Kris had twisted Minho’s arm around while they were fighting. Even though the headache hurt like hell, I slowly started shaking my head. I couldn’t believe I had caused all this drama. I had hurt Minho. This was my fault. I looked at him, not being able to smile back as I felt so bad about the whole thing. Minho quickly cupped my cheek again, gazing into my eyes as he saw my expression.

“[YN], it’s alright,” he said with eager eyes, begging me for a smile, “it’s over.”

Those words did make my heart rest a bit. It’s over, I thought, repeating Minho’s words in my head. My very painfully hurt head. Even though I felt bad, I couldn’t help but exhale deeply in relief. It was over. 

“Minho, I’m so sorry, I never wanted you guys involved in this mess...” I said as I gazed frustrated into his eyes, eagerly wanting him to understand how much I meant it. I cupped his jawbone and let my eyes travel down his features, “I’m so sorry.”

Minho gently put his index finger on my lips, stopping me from saying any more. A smile started to appear on his lips before it spread to his whole face. As it did, I couldn’t help but smile a little as well. I saw a bruise he had gotten sewed together with a couple of stitches on his cheekbone and another one right above his eye. 

“Does it hurt?” I asked him, looking at the stitches. I couldn’t help but feel a bit bad about it. I mean, he did this for me.

“No, not anymore,” he said smiling.

I could feel his eyes were still gazing into mine. I looked from his stitches to meet eyes as I felt my heart beat a little faster. His face was only inches from mine. I could feel his warm breath on my skin, causing my neck to form goosebumps. A small smile escaped my lips before I bit my lower lip, trying to hide it a bit. I couldn’t believe he had done all this for me. Even though I felt bad about it, it was just so kind and brave of him to stand up for me like that. He had shouted and fought Kris off because he wanted to protect me. Just as the thought ran through my mind, I remembered all his words. How could I have forgotten them? He said that he loved me. He had loved me all this time while I had been with Kris. My smile slowly faded as I was so deep in thought, remembering every single word he had said. I saw his eyes turn a little concerned as he realized I was just staring in the air between our eyes, thinking about it all. I suddenly felt warm inside. I felt so good about what he had said. He loved me. My smile started to appear on my face again as I found his eyes again. 

“Are you okay?” Minho asked in a slightly concerned voice as I had been deep in thought.

“About what you said...” I said smiling, ignoring his question, eagerly wanting to tell him something.


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