I wake up to a tugging around my waist.

Key, please just let me sleep.

The grip tightens.

I squeeze my eyes shut.

Let me sleep. T_T                     

Something hits the back of my head and then rests against it.

“A few more minutes,” I whisper.

The pressure around my waist loosens and then becomes two points.

“We can play in the sea in the morning,” a voice murmurs.

My eyes snap open.

I look down at my torso and see that a pair of hands has strapped their way around me.

The voice murmurs again. “Smells nice, like a girl.”

Don’t scream. Don’t scream. DON’T SCREAM!

I take the top hand and try to pry myself out of his grip. But it’s no use, the hand falls back down to my hip.

That’s when I come to the conclusion that I just need to roll.

My is first to hit the floor and then my back.

I peek up over the mattress.

Minho?

How the hell did I end up here?

And what was he doing? Cuddling? Spooning?

And I couldn’t even enjoy it! TT_TT

His eyes twitch.

“HyunSun?”

Maybe staying at the scene of the crime wasn’t one of my best plans.

“Uh, good morning.”

He leans over the edge of the bed.

“What are you doing?”

Oh sh-t. What do I say? I was just enjoying the view?

No, that’s creepy.

Truth?

“So somehow, I ended up in your bed.”

His eyes widen.

“Did I…”

I nod. “You did.”

He hits his face with his palm.

“I am so sorry. This is why I never share a bed or sleep close to other people. Please don’t tell the Hyungs or Taemin, I’ll never live it down.”

I pretend to zip my lips.

“Your secret is safe with me.”

So he cuddles in his sleep? That’s actually kind of cute.

MiSun! You’re a BOY right now!

But wait, he was talking in his sleep too.

“Minho, what were you dreaming about?”

He turns away from me avoiding my eyes.

“Honest?”

I nod my head. “Honest.”

“You can’t laugh or tell.”

“I promise, now what was it?”

He looks to make sure that Key is still sleeping.

“That trainee.”

My heart stops working altogether.

I open my mouth to say something but gasp for air.

“HyunSun!” Minho hushes me throwing himself at me and coving my mouth.

I begin to hyperventilate.

“Minho,” I wheeze.

He looks at me panicked.

“I can’t –hee– breathe,” I somehow manage to muffle.

He quickly pulls his hand away from me. “I thought you were going to yell.”

“What the hell hap–”

I look up to Key standing next to us.

His eyes scream.

And I just realized why. I’m lying on the floor…hyperventilating, with Minho holding me down.

“Hyung, it’s not what it looks like!” we say at the same time.

Key mutters something.

“What did you say?” Minho asks.

Key glares at Minho, almost like he could kill him.

“Get the effing hell out of here!”

Minho stands up and stumbles backwards before running out the door. Key follows and slams it.

“What the hell just happened?”

I clench my jaw. “Minho, he just…” I swallow. How can I get him off the hook without telling him about the spooning thing?

“He just, uh…”

Key helps me up.

 “Now what was that about?”

If I tell him the truth I break my promise with Minho.

I could say that I freaked out and he was hushing me up, but then he’d want to know what I was freaking out about.

“HyunSun.”

That he found out I’m a girl?

..No, then I’d have to tell him.

“He was trying to get me to stop freaking out.”

He rolls his eyes. “About what?”

I gulp. “I had a nightmare that I was going to be a trainee for the rest of my life.”

He laughs. “You’ve got to get over this whole debuting thing. You’re only been a trainee for what? Two years?”

“Training with SM for two years. Before that I was with JYP and before that I was with KBS.”

He looks up at me and his jaw drops.

“Why did you leave those companies?”

I sigh. “The manager I had before was a go getter and he believed that I was better than what I was settling for. Because of him none of my training will go to waste.”

Key looks at me. “There’s a but in there isn’t there?”

I laugh. “But in all, my debut has been pushed back ten years.”

His eyes widen. “Say what?”

“I was supposed to be a child star and then they decided that I should train in other fields. So I never got the chance to act on screen. I’ve been training for acting singing and dancing since I was six. My new manager has been making it harder for me to debut.”

The door opens.

“HyunSun, that’s terrible! You need to stand up for yourself!”

I turn around. “Minho-shi…Hyung.”

He looks me in the eyes.

“You need to fight for yourself, don’t let your manager slack off and throw you under the bus.”

I try to find my voice.

“H-how much of that did you hear?”

He squints his eyes as if in thought.

“I back right when you said that your debut was first pushed back ten years ago.” He pats me on the head. “You’re going to be fantastic when you debut. The best male leader SM has ever seen.”

“I thought I kicked you out of here!” Key yells.

I swallow.

Male? So he doesn’t know.

Hewww~

But I feel a little disappointed

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I think about it all night while trying to sleep.

How the hell did I end up in Minho’s bed?

Maybe it’s just fate.

No, half an hour before we all went to bed Taemin gave me banana milk. =_= I guess I got up to use the restroom and forgot all about it. I must have mistaken Minho’s bed for my own.

Taemin-yah! Do you really know? Are you punishing me for not telling you and letting you believe I am a boy?

Taemin-yah…I thought you were on my side T_T

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hope you liked it :)

my first true attempt to create something between the both of them. I'm hoping that things will keep moving along.

thank you for reading. XIE XIE readers, subies, and stumbling people :)

much love,

meng.