#p;minho

[romanceboys]

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[romanceboys]

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[movedtosystematicmadness-blog]

"Pardon my intrusion as this may be the most awkward way to engage a conversation... But the man by the exit has been watching you from the moment you and he both entered. No matter where you end up, his eyes follow your every movement without hesitation." Speaking in a voice no louder than it needed to be, his volume only loud enough that his words reach the woman seated beside him. Slender digits reach over to lift the glass of champagne from the surface of the bar, lifting the glass to his lips to delicately sip at the contents before setting it back down. Dark eyes glance over for some sort of confirmation that his delivery of information is heard before he slips off the stool to his feet, strolling around to stand behind the bar. "If you're wondering how I know this, I'm the co-owner of this establishment, so shady characters don't exactly go unnoticed when I'm here."

With his brows practically knitted together, he subtly trails his eyes towards the door to confirm that the man is still there, having found a seat upon one of the chairs by the entrance. "I'm going to have security escort him out, but I felt it necessary to point it out in case you happen to see him on the street. Can never be too careful."

@jessicastrung

[movedtosystematicmadness-blog]

"Look... The price is solid at $4500.00 and you're in no position to be haggling with me." Dark optics burned holes through the figure standing before him, lips pressed in a straight line. One hand reached down, snatching up the paper from the top of the stack, holding it out towards them between his index finger and thumb. "You've done nothing beneficial for me and this is the first time you've come to me for such a thing. You are not entitled to special deals until you've become a regular when it comes to my services. This company has always had the highest success rate and if you think you can come in here and make demands, you've got another thing coming. Accept it, or you don't and you leave empty handed. I am not running a charity!"

His voice boomed through the open office, an echo bouncing off the dark blue walls before silence fell. Normally Minho was so calm and collected, not known for raising his voice, but in this case, it was someone trying to not only take advantage of him, but his business that he took the greatest of pride in. Typically he was one of the nicest men you could meet. "So, what is it going to be. Accept or decline. You're getting one of the best offers and you will not find a lower price that what I've offered... The only thing you will find is the barrel of a gun pressed to your forehead before your brains become part of the office decor. That would be a pity."

[movedtosystematicmadness-blog]

With the remaining days coming to an end, their first vacation even though it came with ups and downs, broken trust and broken walls, Minho had managed to rebuild small portions of it before their bags were packed and they prepared to head for the airport to catch their flight back home. The last day was spent making arrangements for a private jet to come and retrieve them and bring them back safely.

Not much time had passed until they were both on the jet, seated upon plush leather cushions with seatbelts fastened for the initial take off. Minho had made sure to tell Kibum that he could sit wherever he'd like to and that he didn't have to sit with him if he didn't want to. He had taken a seat next to the window, glancing out and up at the clear blue sky with small wisps of white that trailed across it. This was one of those times he was at a loss for words.

As the jet finally took off, lifting up from the ground as it came to the end of the runway, Minho tried to relax in his seat, fists clenched tightly for just a moment as it felt like his stomach sank with the sudden pressure of going up. Once the feeling had went away, he let out a quiet breath, his eyes opening as he glanced over at the boy. "Jayden... Are you alright?"

@theonielyone

[movedtosystematicmadness-blog]

Nightmare:One of our characters will have a nightmare.

I swore to protect you and I keep to my word. The world can no longer harm you, I will save you from the darkness.

Tonight was one of those nights where Minho couldn't sleep. Perhaps it was that the weather was just too warm and the air conditioning was out of order or maybe it was just the stresses of the week finally catching up with him.

A couple of hours earlier, Minho had taken the time to tuck Jayden into bed with his bunny, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead before leaving the room, locking the door from the inside and pulling it closed so the boy would feel safe while he slept. Now here he was, sitting up on his bed, pillows propped up behind him as he flipped through channels on the tv. At this time of night, it was nothing but infomercials and boring news casts that left him sighing.

Decided to turn off the tv, Minho shifted around a bit before sliding down on the bed and staring up at the ceiling. This had to be one of the most boring nights he'd ever experienced. He began to focus on little designs in the ceiling and it got to the point that he didn't even notice his bedroom door open and then close. He was unaware of everything until he felt something warm against his side. Minho snapped out of it rather quickly, almost rolling right off his bed.

This was unusual, to look over and find Jayden hugging onto his arm, staring up at him with wide eyes, tears welling and sitting there before falling silently against the fabric of his long sleeved shirt. Sitting up, Minho used his other hand to run fingers gently through the boy's hair. And even though that was not the name he was legally known by now, Minho still used it. "Kibum, what's wrong?" His voice was soft as he continued to run fingers through his hair.

"C-can I just stay in here? I had a bad dream and it felt so real... I don't want to be alone right now."

Minho nodded as he reached over him to pull the blanket over and cover him up, tucking him in so it was just him wrapped in the blanket while Minho stayed a top the covers. "Do you want to tell me about it?"

Jayden shook his head, but even before he did, the words started coming out. "Your dad got me... He wanted to kill me and it hurt so bad. You... You tried to save me... But he killed you... He killed you and told me that I would end up alone again, that nobody would want me, that even if he hadn't killed you, you would not want me around anymore..." He couldn't say anymore, already broken down and crying again.

Minho moved off the bed and finished wrapping the boy up in his blanket completely as he then lifted him up and sat back down on the bed, just holding him. "It was just a nightmare, Kibummie. I won't ever let him hurt you again, I promised you I would keep you safe no matter what. You'll always be safe with me." He pressed a soft kiss to his forehead again before nuzzling his nose against Jayden's affectionately. "You're safe here."

@theonielyone

[destinedxrealities-blog]

"You're kidding right? How do you manage to get your hand stuck in the couch?"

@bxekhyunxai

[destinedxrealities-blog]

"I have to admit... I'm a little freaked out. Is it... Supposed to move like that?"

@dweebpool