When Heejin knocked on Mingi's door, there was no answer.
Heejin turned the doorknob, and sighed in relief when it was unlocked. She peered into the room, to see a figure cured up on bed, staring into space.
Heejin closed the door behind her, and walked around the bed, until she was facing Mingi. The older seemed to snap back in reality, and he frown slightly.
"Heejinie."
"Oppa. " Heejin smiled cutely at the older. Mingi moved, so she could climb into the bed. "Isn't today San hyung's turn? "
"I was worried about you. " Heejin pouted.
She laid beside Mingi, who hugged her immediately. Mingi looked into the chocolate orbs, his heart thumping.
"Oppa, it's okay. I'm here. " The owner of the orbs patted his back rhythmicly, and Mingi chuckled, pulling her closer.
Mingi knows Heejin is trying to comfort him, but that just bothers him even further.
Are they doing the right thing?
Mingi craves Heejin's warmth, but he was scared. From young, Heejin has no idea, no picture of the outside world. The only people she had been in contact with were the eight of them.
Are they too greedy?
Mingi looked down at Heejin. She was already starting to fall asleep, her patting slower and slower.
His thoughts flew back to the nightmare he had. Heejin, accusing them of lying to her. She wanted to leave, and she hated all of them.
They tried to explain, but she wouldn't listen.
She killed herself.
Mingi suppressed a sob. They found her in the bathtub, the water running. The blade next to her wrist.
And the blood seeping from the slit on Heejin's wrist seemed so real.
He planted a kiss on the top of Heejin's head.
Please don't leave us. Please don't leave me.
"I'll go crazy, Heejinie. " He whispered, wanting the warmth to stay with him longer, even forever.
-
Next day.
When Heejin woke up, Mingi was already gone. She stretched, taking Mingi's pillow and hugging it.
She hear the door clicked, and pulled her blanket over her head. "Just a while... "
Someone jumped onto the bed. Wooyoung sat on the bed, shaking Heejin. "Wake up, wake up please! "
Heejin pulled her pillow to cover her head. "Let me sleep for a while more, Wooyoung oppa... "
Wooyoung pouted. He looked around the room. "Where's Mingi? "
"Bathroom... " Heejin said sleepily, and Wooyoung pulled the pillow away from her, pinching her cheeks.
"Come on, wake up now, please. " He tickled her, making Heejin laugh and wriggle on the bed.
Wooyoung stared down at Heejin. His knees laid on the either side of her. His face was above hers, touching her forehead.
Heejin opened her eyes, meeting Wooyoung's. The older held her gaze, and his finger wiped her cheek, whispering.
"Baby... " He looked down at her lips, leaning closer. His eyes flickered back to hers, and Heejin shut her eyelids, holding her breath.
He kissed her.
She could feel Wooyoung's tongue testing around her lips, asking for permission. She obliged, and his tongue entered, dancing with hers.
The bathroom door slammed. Wooyoung parted from Heejin, and both of them turned towards the direction. Mingi stood there, quite expressionless. He then walked out of the room without another word.
"Only for five minutes, baby. " Wooyoung croaked, catching after Mingi.
-
When Mingi and Wooyoung arrived downstairs, only Yeosang and Jongho was at the living room, with Seonghwa wearing a apron and busying over the stove.
"Why are you two so late? " He looked up at Wooyoung and frowned. "What happened to your eye? "
Wooyoung went straight to the fridge and took out an ice pack. "Punched. "
Mingi take the plate of pancakes from the table and started eating. Seonghwa looked upstairs. "Where's Heejin-ah? "
"I let her sleep five more minutes. " Wooyoung pressed the pack on his eye.
Yeosang stretched lazily at the couch. "I guess Mingi punched you. "
"I wonder why. " Jongho joined in, hitting the controls furiously. Seonghwa smirked at Wooyoung.
"Leave the bruise. You look way better then before. "
Wooyoung scowled. "Shut up, old man."
"I'm done, hyung. " Mingi entered the kitchen and put the plates in the dishwasher. "I'm going to speak about this in the next meeting. "
"It's five minutes. I'll go check on cherry. " Jongho paused his game and put the down the controller. Yeosang frowned, watching after him as he ascended the stairs. In the kitchen, Wooyoung raised a brow. "About what? "
Seonghwa removed his apron. "What did he do? "
Mingi's chest rise and fall quickly. "He fucking kissed her. "
Seonghwa's head turned quickly. "What? "
"She's seventeen. " Wooyoung said, unborthered. "Besides, I'm sure I'm not the only one. "
Seonghwa's lips thinned. Mingi, seeing this reaction, widened his eyes in shock.
"Hyung, you too? "
-
Jongho stood on the doorway of Mingi's room, looking at the sleeping figure in the bed.
He looked over his shoulder casually, before entering and locking the door.
"Cherry. Time to wake up. " He whispered gently, approaching Heejin. The girl opened her eyes sleepily. "J-jongho oppa. "
Jongho pulled the girl up, hugging her. "Come on, up you get, Cherry. "
Heejin got out of bed unhappily. She stomped towards Mingi's bathroom, taking the pink toothbrush hanging on the wall - the boys always have extra toiletries reserved for Heejin.
Heejin squeezed the toothpaste perfectly on the toothbrush, before brushing her teeth furiously. Jongho stood behind her, placing his chin on the top of the head, and his hand wrapped around her waist.
"Cherry. " He whispered, his lips close to her ear. His hand slid into her shirt, feeling the smooth skin beneath it.
"Um bushing mai teif, oppa! " Heejin protested, and Jongho looked into the mirror back at her, pouting. He stepped away from Heejin, and wait for her to finish.
When Heejin had finally wipe her face clean with the towel, Jongho grabbed her hand, pushing her towards the wall. He kissed her, his hand pinning hers to the wall.
"Cherry... " he murmured, his free hand moving up and down her back. Heejin arched her neck, like a swan in the lake.
Someone knocked on the door. Jongho pull away reluctantly, and placed a finger on his lips. Heejin nodded, and Jongho interlocked their fingers together, pulling her to the door.
Jongho unlocked the door, only to reveal an impatient Yeosang.
"Finished? " He asked irritably, before Jongho scowled.
"Can't you wait, hyung? Let's go down for breakfast, cherry. " He pushed past Yeosang, pulling Heejin with him.
Yeosang looked after them, his eyes on their hands.
"Choi Jongho. Fuck you. "
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