2000 (Minho- 9, Taemin-7)

Thunder roared. Lightning screamed. The wind howled. The rain pounded.

This storm was one of the worst storms in Incheon’s history. Minho and Taemin were at the latter’s house for a sleepover, but no sleeping had happened yet. It was nearly 10 pm- way past their bedtimes!

“I’m scared,” Minho whispered, jumping when another clash of thunder hit. Taemin held his hyung tighter, silently promising to never let go.

“Don’t worry. I’m here, I’ll protect you,” the younger replied as he rubbed soothing patterns on his hyung’s back.

“It’s so loud,” Minho whispered as the rain banged against the glass window.

The two boys had sought refuge in their box fort. Over the years, Taemin and Minho (with the help from their parents) creat