Unlock this heart. ♥ chapter 7
Fanfic: Unlock this heart. ♥
Author: Pixziestikxz
Pairing: MInho X Key
Rating: PG13
Genre: Fluff
I'm actually getting somewhere with this...sort of....xD
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I pushed the door slowly, then peeked my head inside a little. There she laid, her eyes closed peacefully. She was asleep. I smiled slightly as I walked in and closed the door behind me, and knelt in front of her. “Grandma. I know you’re asleep. But sorry I’m only coming to visit now. So much has happened lately, I..I don’t even know what’s going on anymore.” I took her hand in mine, squeezing it slightly. “Grandma…what should I do?” I asked, resting my head by her shoulder. The quietness of the room seemed to indulge me, and soon, I found myself in the depths of sleep again.
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Slowly, I lifted my heavy eyelids. Where was I? O yeah, that’s right. I’m in my grandma’s hospital room, right? To my surprise, as I opened my eyes fully again, I saw something familiar. The orange sheep. Was Key carrying me again? I felt my face flush at the reminder of what happened earlier. I can’t let him keep treating me like this. I can’t. Slowly, I undraped my arms from his neck and my legs from his torso and jumped off. I landed hard on my ass, but the pain didn’t seem to bother me anymore.
“Minho-ah, what’d you do that for?” Key questioned, turning around.
“I’m fine.”
“No you’re not.” He knelt down in front of me, lifting my chin up with his finger. “Really, what were you thinking? I-we were all worried about you.” He frowned slightly.
I averted my gaze from his. I was still (sort of) mad at him for not saying anything about what happened earlier. Then again, isn’t it better if I just ignored it? I sighed and stood up.
“Sorry for making you worry. But I’m fine, really.”
“Stop lying.” He said sternly, his eyebrows knitted together as he stood stubbornly in front of me. “I’m not letting you go back to the studio until you get treated properly.”
I tilted my head to the side and blinked as I suddenly realized something. “Oh, yeah. How did you find me?” I asked, suddenly remembering that the last time I was awake, I was in my grandma’s hospital room.
It was his turn to look away. He brushed a hand through his hair and put the other on his hip. “That doesn’t really matter right now, does it? Now come on..” he pulled my arm and forced me to walk behind him. He didn’t look like it, but he was quite strong. I guess that would explain why he was able to carry me.
“Key?”
“Call me Hyung.” He smiled back. I really didn’t want to, but something was telling me that I should.
“Okay, hyung, can I ask you for a favor?”
“What is it?”
“Please don’t carry me again. It makes me feel…I don’t know. It just feels weird.” I lied. Being in his arms felt so right, it was so…wrong. I can’t keep thinking about him like this. I can’t!
I couldn’t see his whole face, but I could see enough to know that he was smirking. “Okay. Then, let me ask you for one thing as well.”
I contemplated, but figured that it was just fair. “W-what is it?” I asked hesitantly.
“Please let me get you treated. I mean well.” He flashed me that smile of his, and I couldn’t help but nod in reply.
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“Looks like people have already seen Minho.” The manager said, showing us some fan pictures on the internet from when we were being chased by the hospital.
“I say we make him debut with us as soon as possible~” Taemin said happily, and the manager nodded.
“Minho, please get better soon so you can perform with everyone else before this whole thing turns into a giant scandal…especially this picture..” he cringed a bit, before scrolling down to a picture of me on top of Key.
My eyes grew wide and I felt my face flush, hoping our kiss wasn’t seen there. Luckily, it wasn’t. But oh, I wished he would put the picture away. I didn’t realize that everybody was staring at me, and I looked up, only to see Taemin, Onew and the manager smiling at me. Key seemed nonchalant about it, and Jong Hyun, well, he was being Jong Hyun. He was giving me another one of his “if looks could kill” stares, but I swear, his gaze looked angrier this time. I really didn’t know why.
Key winked at me as if to say that what happened then was just between us. Oh, so he does remember. I rolled my eyes. “Please put it away.” I asked quietly, staring at the ground. The manager did so, and I felt someone put a hand on my shoulder.
“Minho-ah. Please get better soon. You have a long way to go.” Onew smiled and nodded at me, his eyes saying that he knew what it was like to be in my position.
“Hnh. Noob.” Jong Hyun scoffed and walked away, brushing his shoulder hard against mine. Key watched Jong Hyun as he left and shook his head.
“I wonder what’s gotten into him…” he sighed, glanced at me for a minute, before following after Jong Hyun.
I couldn’t feel but slightly…jealous, was it? That Key left for Jong Hyun. Then again, everything can’t be about me. And I’m sure as hell that Key doesn’t like me that way. He couldn’t. And I shouldn’t either.
“Hyung, are you okay?” Taemin, the maknae, rushed up to me and rubbed the spot where Jong Hyun had bumped into me.
“I’m fine, thanks.” I replied quietly, still kind of lost in my train of thoughts about my feelings towards Key.
Really, it feels as if I’ve known him for a while. His personality seems…familiar. But I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. It was weird. Maybe it was just my imagination playing tricks on me. Maybe I was just tired.
“So, what do you want to do now?” Onew asked.
“I’m going home.”
Author: Pixziestikxz
Pairing: MInho X Key
Rating: PG13
Genre: Fluff
I'm actually getting somewhere with this...sort of....xD
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I pushed the door slowly, then peeked my head inside a little. There she laid, her eyes closed peacefully. She was asleep. I smiled slightly as I walked in and closed the door behind me, and knelt in front of her. “Grandma. I know you’re asleep. But sorry I’m only coming to visit now. So much has happened lately, I..I don’t even know what’s going on anymore.” I took her hand in mine, squeezing it slightly. “Grandma…what should I do?” I asked, resting my head by her shoulder. The quietness of the room seemed to indulge me, and soon, I found myself in the depths of sleep again.
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Slowly, I lifted my heavy eyelids. Where was I? O yeah, that’s right. I’m in my grandma’s hospital room, right? To my surprise, as I opened my eyes fully again, I saw something familiar. The orange sheep. Was Key carrying me again? I felt my face flush at the reminder of what happened earlier. I can’t let him keep treating me like this. I can’t. Slowly, I undraped my arms from his neck and my legs from his torso and jumped off. I landed hard on my ass, but the pain didn’t seem to bother me anymore.
“Minho-ah, what’d you do that for?” Key questioned, turning around.
“I’m fine.”
“No you’re not.” He knelt down in front of me, lifting my chin up with his finger. “Really, what were you thinking? I-we were all worried about you.” He frowned slightly.
I averted my gaze from his. I was still (sort of) mad at him for not saying anything about what happened earlier. Then again, isn’t it better if I just ignored it? I sighed and stood up.
“Sorry for making you worry. But I’m fine, really.”
“Stop lying.” He said sternly, his eyebrows knitted together as he stood stubbornly in front of me. “I’m not letting you go back to the studio until you get treated properly.”
I tilted my head to the side and blinked as I suddenly realized something. “Oh, yeah. How did you find me?” I asked, suddenly remembering that the last time I was awake, I was in my grandma’s hospital room.
It was his turn to look away. He brushed a hand through his hair and put the other on his hip. “That doesn’t really matter right now, does it? Now come on..” he pulled my arm and forced me to walk behind him. He didn’t look like it, but he was quite strong. I guess that would explain why he was able to carry me.
“Key?”
“Call me Hyung.” He smiled back. I really didn’t want to, but something was telling me that I should.
“Okay, hyung, can I ask you for a favor?”
“What is it?”
“Please don’t carry me again. It makes me feel…I don’t know. It just feels weird.” I lied. Being in his arms felt so right, it was so…wrong. I can’t keep thinking about him like this. I can’t!
I couldn’t see his whole face, but I could see enough to know that he was smirking. “Okay. Then, let me ask you for one thing as well.”
I contemplated, but figured that it was just fair. “W-what is it?” I asked hesitantly.
“Please let me get you treated. I mean well.” He flashed me that smile of his, and I couldn’t help but nod in reply.
--
“Looks like people have already seen Minho.” The manager said, showing us some fan pictures on the internet from when we were being chased by the hospital.
“I say we make him debut with us as soon as possible~” Taemin said happily, and the manager nodded.
“Minho, please get better soon so you can perform with everyone else before this whole thing turns into a giant scandal…especially this picture..” he cringed a bit, before scrolling down to a picture of me on top of Key.
My eyes grew wide and I felt my face flush, hoping our kiss wasn’t seen there. Luckily, it wasn’t. But oh, I wished he would put the picture away. I didn’t realize that everybody was staring at me, and I looked up, only to see Taemin, Onew and the manager smiling at me. Key seemed nonchalant about it, and Jong Hyun, well, he was being Jong Hyun. He was giving me another one of his “if looks could kill” stares, but I swear, his gaze looked angrier this time. I really didn’t know why.
Key winked at me as if to say that what happened then was just between us. Oh, so he does remember. I rolled my eyes. “Please put it away.” I asked quietly, staring at the ground. The manager did so, and I felt someone put a hand on my shoulder.
“Minho-ah. Please get better soon. You have a long way to go.” Onew smiled and nodded at me, his eyes saying that he knew what it was like to be in my position.
“Hnh. Noob.” Jong Hyun scoffed and walked away, brushing his shoulder hard against mine. Key watched Jong Hyun as he left and shook his head.
“I wonder what’s gotten into him…” he sighed, glanced at me for a minute, before following after Jong Hyun.
I couldn’t feel but slightly…jealous, was it? That Key left for Jong Hyun. Then again, everything can’t be about me. And I’m sure as hell that Key doesn’t like me that way. He couldn’t. And I shouldn’t either.
“Hyung, are you okay?” Taemin, the maknae, rushed up to me and rubbed the spot where Jong Hyun had bumped into me.
“I’m fine, thanks.” I replied quietly, still kind of lost in my train of thoughts about my feelings towards Key.
Really, it feels as if I’ve known him for a while. His personality seems…familiar. But I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. It was weird. Maybe it was just my imagination playing tricks on me. Maybe I was just tired.
“So, what do you want to do now?” Onew asked.
“I’m going home.”