"ACHOO!"

ReYeon shuddered and hastily wiped her nose with a tissue.
She sniffed, feeling sorry for herself. She could feel a cold coming on. Her immune system wasn't even trying to ward off the impending sickness, and she was beginning to show signs of its failure.
 

ReYeon had been waiting 15 minutes for him.
In the cold.
And now catching a cold.
 

Winter was not her cup of tea. Speaking of which, she could go for some right now.

ReYeon sulked and brought her legs up, hugging them to her chest. 'I want to go home!'

Why wasn't he waiting like he always did?

For sure that was him listening to her earlier, she could pick him out of anywhere.

Was it...her music?

Did he not like it?

It wasn't up to what he liked and so he left?


ReYeon could feel her heart drop. That couldn't be it, he always enjoyed her cello.

Too engrossed in her thoughts, she didn't acknowledge the stranger that sat on the opposite end of the bench.

The stranger spread their arms across the back, breathing heavily. Sending clouds of smoke into the air.

Said person glanced at ReYeon, smiling faintly seeing her in a fetal-like position.

They leaned over, tapping her shoulder lightly. “Yah.”

Taken aback by the sudden touch, ReYeon reacted.

By sneezing in their direction.

ReYeon wiped her nose, then rubbed her chest. Her lungs ached that time.

She apologized to the person. “Sorry.” she muttered, gazing up at the person and almost hurting herself again.

It was her number one supporter,

the one who always came to her street shows,

her buddy to walk her home

and the guy she adored the most.

“MINHO!”

ReYeon’s heart beat increased, the ba-dump ringing in her ears. Her face became flustered and she pointed an accusing finger at his face. “YAH. You made me wait!” she cried, pouting.

Minho gave her an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry.” ReYeon eyed him carefully, and he couldn’t help but chuckle as she leaned in closer to stare at his eyes to see if he was sincere. Her pink cheeks and reddened nose with her pouty lips was too cute.

He reached out a hand to cup her face, feeling her cold cheeks. Worried, Minho caressed ReYeon's cheek apologetically and he whispered an apology, the warm breath tickled her face. "I really am sorry, let's go home."

His husky voice sent shivers down her spine and made her face burn. "N-ne." Minho tilted his head to the side, still touching her cheek. "You're burning up," he muttered. "Aigoo, you might be getting sick." Minho shot up, grabbing her hand and picking up her cello case with his other hand. "I have to get you home fast."
 

Minho walked fast, his long legs taking long strides that had ReYeon stumbling to keep up. She kept with his pace but couldn't help but focus on their intertwined hands. Minho's warm hand held hers tightly and it sent pricks of electricity through her arm. They weren’t painful pricks, but gentle jolts that sped up her already thumping heart.

ReYeon smiled fondly at Minho’s longer fingers laced with her smaller ones. His hand seemed to fit snugly with hers. A perfect fit. She glanced up briefly to his face. His lips were pursed, set in a small pout. “I don’t want you getting sick.”

ReYeon’s grip on Minho’s tightened and she hugged his arm affectionately. Minho glanced over his shoulder to her with wide eyes. “ReYeon ah…” he smiled softly at her. “Kaja.”

This was why she liked him so much. He always looked out for her.

She wanted him to know, to tell him how she felt.

“Finally!” Minho exclaimed as he opened the door to ReYeon’s apartment. They kicked off their shoes and shuffled inside. Minho set her cello down and dragged her to the couch. Not once on their journey to the apartment did Minho let go of her hand, and ReYeon was grateful. She was shivering in her boots (literally) and Minho kept her warm enough to make it home.

Minho set her down. “I’ll go make some tea, okay?” Minho smiled and let go of her hand, going in the kitchen. ReYeon blew on her chilled hands, hogging the comforter she had left on the couch. It wasn’t freezing but it wasn’t warm either in her place. Her heater wasn’t working and it irked her. She sighed before turning on the TV and leaving it on Paradise Farm. Minho came back with two cups of tea. He handed her one before settling beside her. “I liked for performance today.”

ReYeon smiled brightly as she blew on the steamy cup, her hands clutching it tightly. She tried to mask the excitement in her voice. “Jeongmalyo?” “Ne, you really enjoyed yourself today. The whole audience could feel it in how you played.” Minho glanced at her and smiled, his eyes twinkling. “I love your performances.”

ReYeon stared at his sincere face. He looked so handsome. “K-Komawo Minho.” she sipped on her tea smiling wide. They sat quietly, sipping tea and taking occasional glances at the TV. ReYeon put her cup down on the side table quickly, snatching a handful of tissues from the box beside it and brought it to her face before sneezed loudly.

Little tears were in her eyes as she blew her nose clean and tossed it in the waste basket. It surprised her and it hurt her nose. “Aigoo,” she moaned hoarsely as she grabbed another tissue to blow her nose as another attack of sneezes came. “ReYeon ah, gwenchana?” Minho asked. ReYeon nodded. “I think so, but my nose is stuffy.” she sniffed -or tried to. Minho smiled sadly. “Its my fault. A fan saw me so I ran. That’s why I was late.” he hugged a stuffy ReYeon, bringing her to his chest. “Mianhae.” ReYeon liked how warm Minho was and lay on his chest. She could hear the soft beating of his heart, it lulled her to sleep. “You know…I might get you sick.” she whispered. Minho her hair gently and chuckled. “No you wont. I’ve been around JinKi hyung all these years and I haven’t caught his sangtae yet. I’m tough.” ReYeon giggled and sighed, snuggling into his chest.

Minho, the one she looked up to, looked over her.

He took her home and cared for her.

She wanted to tell him how much he meant to her.

When a chance comes up fro her to say her feelings, she will not hold back.

Another day she will get to say,

Saranghae.

OK. Well, there you go! Done with Minho~

I really do have to apologize for this one. I was really distracted when I’m writing this,

I have sooo much homework buut I want to finish this :P

Did anyone else watch Minho’s Pianist oneshot drama???!

Aigoo, oppa looks so handsome ^w^

　MINHO SPAMMMMMMM

WHO CAN DENY THAT SMILE?

lol.