NEIGHBOR [chapter 3]

Author : anyakeshx

Rating: T

Genre: Romance

castt:

1. Kang Minhyuk 
2. You (readers)

FRESH AiR

"Your band played really good you know," you said as soon as you stepped outside.

It was cold, you forgot to bring your gloves, so you decided to hide it inside your coats pockets.

Minhyuk just laughed silently, "You think?"

You nodded and smiled, "If you auditioned, I think you'd get accepted."

"I don't know. We don't think we're that good - yet. Maybe later on," he said, smelling the air. He seemed to be having a moment.

"Ya, ahjussi, you okay?", you teased.

He turned to you and nodded like a kid. You giggled, he was always so cute when he did that.

The both of you started to walk forward. You were just following him.

"Where are we going?", you asked.

"Anywhere," he softly said.

You became silent and just walked with him. The silence seemed like torture but you can't seem to find the right words to say.

"You know, my ex boyfriend sang too," you blurted out.

You wanted to kill the silence and that was the only thing that came out your mouth. He stopped and so did you.

He then turned to you and you looked at him sadly. He seemed to have caught your depressing mood after you talked about Ying Zhong.

Then he moved forward, nearer, so that you were facing his chest. You just noticed how tall he was. Then he raised his hands and touched your cheek.

Your first instinct would have been to move away but you didn't. Instead, you let him caress your cheek. He smiled gently, as if comforting.

"Is he the reason why you look so sad right now?", he asked softly.

You looked down and felt yourself about to cry. You nodded.

Without warning, he pulled you close to him and gave you a tight hug.

You didn't know how to react so you let him do that. Somehow, being this close to him, being hugged by him was very comforting. You felt yourself cry out.

"Its okay, ahjumma. You can cry. This time, I'll be here to wipe away those tears."

FiRST KiSS

You didn't want this moment to end. This was so comforting that you could stay like this for the whole night. Minhyuk's word shook you so hard, you felt as if your legs would turn to jelly.

He let go though, and you were left wiping the tears off your eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this," you sobbed, trying to stop.

He reached for your hand and placed them down gently, and began to wipe your tears away.

"Liar," he gently said. "I always hear you cry."

"So you've been listening in on me?", you tried to joke.

"No. I just wish I could make you feel better."

"Is that why you wanted to be friends?", you asked, still not looking at him.

His words were making you feel weird.

He was silent and it made you look up. He was staring somewhere. You looked at where he was staring. An ice cream stand.

Then he turned to you, "Ice cream."

You looked at him, mouth wide open. For the umpteenth time, you laughed at his sudden outbursts.

He suddenly grabbed your hands, at the same time, let it go just as suddenly. He looked at you.

"Are you cold?"

You shook your head but this just seemed to make him sigh.

"You have to take care of yourself, ahjumma. Okay?"

With that, he removed his gloves and lifted your hands, putting them on you. You yanked your hand off but he held to them tightly.

"Don't worry about me, I can hold your hands for warmth," he smiled, his eyes twinkling.

He was dragging you gently towards the ice cream stand. His hands felt cold and so you held on to them tightly. He felt it for he looked back at you and smiled softly.

Finally, you reached your not-so-far destination. He smiled at the ice cream man and you followed suit.

"What flavor do you want?", he asked you.

"Chocolate."

"Alright mister. One chocolate and one vanilla."

With that, the man scooped up some and placed them on a cone. After a minute, he handed it to each of you.  Minhyuk gave the man money and faced you.

"I'm bringing you home. You need to rest after all that crying. Its cold too," he scolded.

"You sound like an old man - wait, you are an ahjussi," you laughed, licking your ice cream.

He laughed with you.

"I don't want to go home yet," you moaned like a child.

"I'll see you later," he said, a naughty smile playing on his lips.

You faced him, eyes wide open , "What do you mean?"

"Theres always the window."

You reached up for cheeks and pinched them away. He yelled in pain.

"You are such a creeper," you yelled at him.

He just stuck his tongue out and began to walk away. You followed suit and caught up with him.

"Come on. Lets take you home. Practice is going to end soon anyway," he said, holding your hands.

Him holding your hands didn't seem awkward, in fact, it was warm.

You talked and talked on the way home and it felt so natural. You didn't want the walk to end. You felt so much better with him. It didn't take long to reach your house though.

In a few minutes, you were both on your doorstep. He turned to you, staring.

"I have to get back to practice, I'll see you later," he said.

"Don't you dare," you threatened him. "Lets just see each other tomorrow, okay?"

He frowned. No way were you falling for that.

"Fine," he said in defeat, sighing heavily.

"Goodnight ahjussi," you said, grinning.

He looked at you, longing. His gaze was piercing.

Then he suddenly grabbed your back, pulled you towards him and crushed your lips against his. You struggled to let loose, only for a while though.

The kiss didn't last long. Only for a couple of measly seconds. When it ended, he looked at you amusingly.

You were shocked beyond shocked and you didn't know how to react.

"Go on inside now. I'll see you tomorrow."

Y0U JEAL0US?

You weren't able to sleep the whole night. You just realized it was morning when the sun hit your eyes. You left your window open out of instinct, but Minhyuk seemed to get what you said last night.

But that kiss. THAT KISS. What was that for? You were so confused.

You didn't know how to feel, although you feel light headed. What was up with your reaction? You even kissed him back.

"Oh god, I'm going crazy," you said, closing your eyes, pulling some of your hair.

"Good Morning, sunshine!". A familiar voice rang in your ears, you opened your eyes and stared abruptly at the window.

Minhyuk was right outside, giving you that wide smile.

You gave him a blank look, still unable to find out how you were feeling.

He gave you a pout.

"Whats with that look?"

You shook your head and stood up. You approached the window.

"About last night -," you began.

He moved closer towards you that you were eye to eye. You choked on your words and forgot what you were supposed to say.

"What about last night?"

"T-that k-kiss," you were playing with your hands now, not looking at him.

"Ah. That," he said quietly.

You looked at him, waiting. Expecting.

"Listen, I have practice right now. Lets talk about it tonight," he said, averting his eyes somewhere else.

You felt your shoulders drop along with your heart.

"O-okay," you managed to say.

There was awkwardness and then your phone rang, saving you from the torturous silence.

He looked at you.

You grabbed your phone from the side table and looked at the screen.

You gulped when you saw the name. You were in between taking it or rejecting it.

You looked at Minhyuk and he was wearing a curious expression. You closed your eyes and pressed the green phone icon. You propped your phone against your ear and spoke.

"Ying Zhong," you softly said, scared.

Minhyuk's expression turned to stone.

"No, I'm not." He was asking you if you were busy, the man outside your window still as a statue, trying to catch on every word you were saying.

"Alright. I'll be there." With those words, you put the phone down and sighed.

"Was that him?" Minhyuk asked coldly. His voice seemed to surprise you.

You just nodded.

"You're meeting him."

"I don't know." You really didn't know.

Then you saw him grab something from his pocket. It was his phone. He seemed to be dialing something feverishly, then he put it against his ear.

There was an awkward silence, then he began to talk.

"Ah, hyung. I can't make it for todays practice," he said seriously.

You stared at him in awe. What is this guy playing it this time.

He laughed as he listened to the other line, "Yeah. I have a date."

He now stared at you, his eyes glinting mischievously. After a series of yes and no's, he put down his phone. You scoffed.

"What was that about?" You bellowed.

"I don't like you meeting that guy, so you're going to go with me today," he said unabashed.

You scoffed again, "Are you perhaps, jealous?", you meant it as a joke, but his face stiffened. He seemed serious.

"So what if I am?"

- TBC-