It has been a week since I had a panic attack, but since then I have never felt so safe. Knowing that I can trust Kyungsoo has made everything better, I no longer have thoughts of that horrific nightmare.

I look down to our hands that are entwined as the wind passes by, we are sat outside of our coffee shop. I shift my gaze over to Kyungsoo who is silently drinking his drink, his eyes focused on somewhere in the distance.

I am so lucky to of got him in my life, nothing here could go wrong, and I love him.

“Kai is that you?” A voice squeals from a few paces away, me and Kyungsoo both turn our attention to this, unfortunately I wish I had not of turned round.

Taemin is trotting towards us, hand in hand with another boy who looks completely disinterested. I feel Kyungsoo squeeze my hand as they both reach our table, I let out a silent sigh and sit up.

“Taemin, Hi” I look up to his face, filled with a childish brightness and innocence.

“I thought I saw you two over here! I just wanted to see how my little Oppa was doing!”

He still has not dropped the about calling me Oppa, even the boy next to him seems to look at him accusingly for calling me Oppa. I try and change the subject.

“So who is this?” I gesture towards the boy that has now disconnected from Taemin, his hands in his pockets.

“Oh!” Taemin lights up, a big smile on his face as he puts his arm around the boys waist “This is Minho, he is m—“

Minho shoves Taemin’s arm away, glaring at him now “How dare you call someone else Oppa?! How many people are you with?”

I am stunned to silence, taken back by the sudden anger that burst from him. Kyungsoo interrupts “You should not be calling MY Jongin anything but a friend”

As Kyungsoo says ‘My Jongin’ I can’t help but blush, butterflies fluttering around in my stomach.<