Miloh didn't even know when he had fallen asleep. She didn't remember the precise moment but the alarm was ringing in attempt to wake her up. She sighed and turned, reaching out for her phone to turn it off. She knew she had two more alarms for emergencies and she could just wake up with the very last one. However she didn't notice Minhyuk's presence until she felt his arms wrap around her. There she was, arm reached over Minhyuk's waist, body facing his and now even tightly wrapped in his embrace. She felt her lungs clench, refusing to let any air in and suddenly she was wide awake and aware. Cautiously, she looked up at the boy, realizing that he must be much sleepier than him and she didn't blame him as he just arrived from the other side of the world. Using that as an excuse, as a hope that he won’t mind it, she gave in to his warm hug and set his now silent phone on the bed and wrapped her arms around him. She closed her eyes and buried her face into his chest. This might be the first and last time, she thought to herself, as she promised to buy an extra blanket and pillow for the boy so he can sleep on the couch. As an addition they were going to look for a job for the boy, as well as an apartment. She didn't want to let him go like that but she also would hate it if her Minhyuk brought a girl home. she'd rather not see it and not know about it. She was just a friend to him after all. Those 20 minutes until the last alarm were like heaven for Miloh, she wished time could just stop. Even the boy had woken up by that time, eyes wide, staring at the same wall that Miloh was so interested in the night before. Little did she know that he was having the same fears as Miloh. A mere two minutes before the alarm, Minhyuk slowly inhaled, closed his eyes and turned his head to place a soft peck on the girl's cheek, moving his head back to the previous position and slowly rubbed her back. He was so thankful for everything but he didn't know how to express it. 

Against her own will, Miloh got up and crawled out of bed to get ready for work. Meanwhile Minhyuk decided to be lazy just for a few more minutes and closed his eyes, nuzzling the blanked that smelled of her and was still warm from her presence. 

The rush hour in the cafe was over and Miloh had time to run towards the table where Minhyuk sat at, laptop in front of him. He had spent the whole morning looking for a job and an apartment. Miloh was happy that he's getting a job because it means that he really has plans to stay. But the thought of him moving into a separate apartment made her scared. "Any luck?" the girl asked and sat down next to the boy, bringing him another cup of coffee.
"Not with the job. Yet." he admitted and stared at the screen, deep in thought as his index finger rubbed his lower lip. It was ridiculous to her how handsome he looked like this, if it were Miloh , she'd be chewing on a pencil, paint peeling off of it and sticking to her teeth - nothing y about that huh. 
"You'll find something." she tried to cheer him up but clearly there was no need for that. The grin on his face indicated that he had indeed found something and the girl didn't even have to ask as Minhyuk turned the laptop around to show an apartment. It was approximately one bus stop away from her home, in good walking distance even. A small but cozy place. 
"Oh! That's perfect!" she said, some degree of enthusiasm missing from her voice as she couldn't help but get a little sad. 
"I'll contact the owner as soon as I get the job!" the boy enthusiastically said. As the girl walked back to her spot behind the counter, Minhyuk's gaze followed her. He noticed how she walked slower than usually and dragged her feet. Something was wrong. With a sigh he bookmarked the page and continued his searches for a job.

A couple hours later, Minhyuk had already sent his CV to a few places and stayed on standby, waiting for them to contact him back. As the girl swiped the floors, she couldn't help but think of this all. How strange it was. Him appearing all of a sudden, getting a job here, planning on staying here. She had a bad feeling that there was something more to it than meets the eye but she was both emotionally and physically drained, spacing out every now and then. As she was done with the floors and ready to leave, she gazed at the large bags in Minhyuk's hands. He'll be sleeping on the couch tonight and although Miloh was relieved, she also felt sad about it. 

A few days had passed and Minhyuk got a job in a warehouse. The pay wasn't very good but enough to be able to rent an apartment and everything was settled with the bookmarked offer - Minhyuk was moving out later that day. After that one morning, the two hadn’t shared any intimacy, at least of that level, but Miloh kept thinking about it. She was too scared to initiate anything, feeling far too deep in the friendzone to even find excuses.
“You’ll be the very first person I’ll invite over, Miloh.” He said with his ever so bright smile. “I just want to make sure it’s clean and in perfect condition when you come over. I want to take some time decorating. Expect it to be awesome! We’ll still skype, right?” he ruffled her hair, making her smile effortlessly.
“Alright, alright” she said.
 Although the job offer was great, taking Minhyuk in the very day he went there for an interview, his shifts were almost always during her free time. And when Minhyuk was free, Miloh was working. Taking late shifts, Minhyuk usually slept until noon, visiting the girl in the afternoons almost every day. But Miloh couldn’t help but miss him. She did it secretly, quietly, never complaining about it.

Final hour before the end of the shift and Miloh wasn’t all too happy about the day ending. It had been a week since Minhyuk moved out but he still hasn’t called her over. His visits in the café get shorter and shorter and that very day, he didn’t even show up. Miloh wasn’t sure if she should be worried or not.
Minhyuk never logged on. He didn’t reply to her texts. It must have been around 10pm when the girl passed out because of mental exhaustion, sprawled across the couch in a painful position.
It got quiet. Very quiet. She could only hear her heartbeat and her breathing as he walked down the empty street, barefoot, while it was snowing outside. She didn’t know where she was or where she was going. “Miloh.” She heard his voice whisper and she immediately turned around, trying to follow the direction. She ran down the slippery road, ears almost perking up as he caught every little whisper she heard, guiding it to him. “Minhyuk… I’m coming!” she weakly said between panting. It was difficult to breathe as the air was so cold and almost seemed too thick to breathe. The road was otherwise empty so that one single house in the middle of empty, dark fields caught her attention enough to make her stop. The lights were off and there seemed to be no curtains or no furniture inside the rooms. Just an empty, dark house. She was scared of it, but something made her step towards it instead of continuing her searches. Her heartbeat got quicker and louder with each step and she slowly made her way up the stairs. She held onto the cold handle of the front door for a good while without opening it, not sure if it’s the right thing to do. Almost deciding to leave, the door was opened by someone from inside the house. Miloh didn’t see anyone as every light around her disappeared at the sound of someone’s voice. A voice he had never heard before. But it seemed to know.

“Where is he?”

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With a sharp gasp, Miloh sat up on the couch, waking up from her weird dream. It was indeed just a dream, but she still needed to see him, to make sure it was just a dream.
 

A/N: I'm sorry for not updating for so long but I'm having the usual boring confidence issues with my writing.

However, to sort of make up for it, I'll let you choose which member of Monsta X will make an appearance in the fic. Leave your pick in the comments if yu want to~ As always, thank you for reading, mwwah.