FYI anything I write about that has something to do with anything medical, I am just making stuff up. I am not medically correct...I think.
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It's been almost two years since I've gotten surgery for my vision. When I was 10 years old, I lost my vision due to an accident that occurred in the school. My parents wanted to sue the school but didn't have any evidentiary support that they were the cause of it. I was alone at the time and had decided to roam around. It was a big school.

After the accident, I became very quiet and careful, mostly because those who were my friends were calling me names behind my back— saying that I was a freak or that I was lying about not being able to see just to get attention. On the contrary, I hate having the attention all on me.

But then three years ago I met a group of guys who my sister worked for that ended up being the sweetest people ever. They didn't treat you differently, despite me not being able to see. They even let me feel their face to be able to "memorize" them, when you could totally tell by their voices.

Then I had to leave to Switzerland where my parents scheduled an appointment for me to get surgery. The doctor they talked to is apparently really great and has "magical" hands, which is how they described it. I had to focus on my recovery, a very long recovery that frustrated me a few times because I couldn't leave the house until my eyes were able to adjust.

My sister called me and made an offer about moving in with her to be able to help her out at work. It's a great offer but I already have a job here that allows me to work from home and it pays well. So she asked if I could just come over for a month and if I ended up liking it, I could stay with her.

I gave it a good thought and decided to visit her for that month and help her out. Planes are my worst enemy, the damn turbulence feels like it's gonna go down and the employees are very rude.

"(Y/n)!"

As I walked down the stairs, I could see my sister waving her hands like a crazy person. We made eye contact, yet she's still waving her hands. I've already seen her a few times and it's crazy how we look so much alike, except she's taller.

"How is my baby sister??", Yua asked, wrapping her arms around me.

"Exhausted. The man sitting behind me kept snoring and I couldn't sleep. Hurry up and take me to your place so I can jump on your bed and fall asleep", I huffed out a breath while walking beside her.

"(Y/n), we have to go. We're meeting up with the guys today and they're very busy. Come on", Yua was hitting me with the pillow to be able to wake up.

"But I only slept for like an hour. I need three hour naps to be able to function", I whined while kicking my feet.

"You can sleep when we come back. We have to go now", she said.

So with a loud and annoyed groan, I got off of the bed and changed to one of the outfits that I packed.

"So when we get there, make sure to greet everyone you see or else they'll consider that as rude. And you'll be working with Felix, Chan, Hyunjin and Jeongin. Usually being their stylist can be a bit stressing because they move a lot and doing a touch up on their makeup is always difficult too", she explained while driving up to the company's building.

"Yua, you're acting as if I don't know them. I know how crazy they are", I said, propping my feet on top of the glove department.

"You haven't seen them though. And get your disgusting shoes off of there. I just cleaned the inside of my car!", Yua slapped my leg, causing me to yelp and pout.

"You know, I should've thought this through. They're my friends AND I HAVEN'T LISTENED TO ANY OF THEIR SONGS!"

When Yua parked her car in her spot, I carefully got out as the car next to hers is very close. These damn parking spaces are so small that I have to suck in my stomach to get by.

"Good morning."

Yua and I greeted those who walked by, a smile on their faces as if their jobs are easy...or maybe because my job doesn't involve me moving around so much.

"I didn't think everything would be so organiz- IS THAT JACKSON WANG FROM GOT7??", my eyes went wide but then I got a light slap on my arm.

"Don't stare. And how have you heard of Jackson Wang when you don't even listen to Stray Kids music? They're in the same company", Yua asked.

"Dad is a huge fan. He always makes me listen to Got7. At first I wanted to throw his phone in the trash but then he kept buying albums and I got used to it. Then I became obsessed and have my own albums. Do you think I can meet hi-", before I could even finish the sentence, Yua pushed me towards the other direction.

"No you can't. We're not their stylist. And we're almost at the practice room. We have to give them their outfits for an interview that they have in an hour.

So we walked in and I noticed a bunch of young guys fooling around: playing tag, dancing to girl group music, rolling around on the floor, etc.

"Guys, come here!", Yua called out to them.

They're like puppies. Once they heard her voice, they sprinted towards us with smiles on their faces.

"Wait!", Yua raised her hand for them to stop.

"Before you guys speak, (y/n) wants to guess who's who so don't talk", she said.

Usually I'd hear stories of stylists or managers that would treat idols unfairly or just mistreat them in general. But they're really close with my sister so they don't mind. Plus she's waaaaaay older.

"How the heck are you guys so tall?", I asked before stepping forward to one of the guys who has dark brown hair and wearing a white shirt, black shorts, and red socks. Quite a fashion statement.

They already knew what I was going to do so no cops or security guards will be called as I touch their faces.

I closed my eyes and raised my hands to touch his face, feeling every feature. After finding out who it is, I opened my eyes and smiled.

"You're Seungmin", I said.

He gasped and shot up a thumbs up.

"You have nice eyes", I complimented him before stepping over to someone else.

I did the same thing, closing my eyes to concentrate. I raised an eyebrow before saying, "Felix?"

"You are correct-"

"Whoa! Wtf?? Your voice does not match this face", I said, jumping back.

"I get that a lot", he smiled.

I got to two other members before facing one that gave me chills.

"Can I?", I asked, watching him slowly nod.

I closed my eyes and carefully felt his face. My smile slowly started to disappear and instantly was hit with memories. Memories that include warm hugs that made me feel safe, private conversations that are too personal to tell anyone I don't trust, hand holding that signals 'I'm there', and other things that meant a lot to me.

I slowly opened my eyes, meeting his, and whispered, "Minho."

My hands dropped to my sides, hoping I'm just going out of my mind.

This can't be him, right?? I knew there was a Minho in this group but I never thought it would be MY Minho. He never told me...

"That's weird. You've never met him before yet you can tell who he is", Chan stated.

"Okay it's my turn! Guess who I am", the next person jumped excitedly as he pushed himself in front of me, huge smile on his face.

I chuckled and immediately answered, "Baby Innie."

"Aww, how'd you know?", he pouted, wanting me to guess.

"I can recognize your voice silly", I chuckled.

"..oh", Jeongin shrugged his shoulders and pulled me towards the clothing rack near the mirrors.

"Wait she still hasn't said who I am yet", Jisung mumbled as he followed us.

As I helped Chan, Felix, Jeongin, and Hyunjin with their outfits, I talked to them about what I've been to. From the other side of the room, my sister was helping out the other four members, one who kept glancing over this way.

"I think this white shirt and denim jacket will look good. What do you think?", Yua asked Minho who's not paying any attention.

She looked up and rolled her eyes, nudging his shoulder.

"Are you making googly eyes at my sister?", she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Minho blushed and shook his head frantically.

"Good. Now hurry, you're the only one left and you guys have half an hour to be at that interview."

After the interview, the guys decided to go to a restaurant and eat. They invited me and Yua but because of the situation that still hasn't processed, I declined their offer.

But they weren't having it.

So now I'm in my sister's car, following the van that the guys were in. I kept looking out the window as I softly scratched my wrist. Yua could see from the corner of her eye and frowned immediately.

"Who's ass do I have to kick?", she asked, catching me by surprise.

"What??", I asked.

"You're scratching your wrist. You do that when you're nervous or if something is bothering you. The last time this happened is when you called me crying about this guy you met. I didn't kick his ass because you never told me his name. So are you gonna give me a name now?", she said, eyes going sharp.

"Ah..it's nothing. I'm just hungry. I didn't eat breakfast on the plane, mostly because their food is disgusting. I'll be fine once I get some food in me", I smiled so she wouldn't have to worry.

As soon as we got to the restaurant, the guys ordered a lot of food. Not even when I lived here would I eat this much.

I sat down in between Chan and Jeongin who were talking to the others. Minho sat in front of me, watching my every move which made me uncomfortable.

About ten minutes later, my sister got a call from her boyfriend, asking if she could come over to his house to help him unbox a few of her things. They had ordered clothes to try on and knowing my sister, she won't say no.

"If you need a ride (y/n), call me okay?", Yua said, grabbing her purse.

"Don't worry. We can take her home", Chan smiled.

Now that Yua is gone, I felt like a shield has been removed to protect me. I only ate a plate of the food while the rest either got seconds or thirds.

"(Y/n), are you really thinking about moving back here? It would be loads of fun if you did. I can help you prank Seungmin", Hyunjin said.

"Hey!", Seungmin picked up one of his chopsticks and pointed towards Hyunjin.

"I'm not sure actually. I have a lot going on back at home. I have a job waiting for me-"

"You can work here with us! Right guys?", Jeongin said as his ears went up with curiosity.

"Yeah you can. And we like you. We get along. We're your friends. It's like the perfect opportunity", Han said, the others agreeing.

I smiled and told them I'll think about it.

"What's up with you? You haven't said anything. Why are you all quiet?", Changbin asked Minho.

"Because I'm eating", Minho answered.

"No. All day you haven't said anything. And you're blushing. Ohhh I see what it is. You like her, don't you?", Felix smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

Minho dropped his chopsticks and said, "I can never eat in peace. When we get back to the dorm, I'm sleeping on the single bed."

"Wait..but I sleep there. I hate the bunk bed. It hurts my bum", Felix mumbled as he pouted.

"Can I sleep on the single bed?", Jeongin asked.

As they bickered on about who'll sleep on the single bed, Minho stayed quiet, still red as ever, and stared down at his food.

"I'll be right back", I said, standing up to go to the bathroom.

When I was out of sight, Chan and the others looked at Minho.

"What's up with you? I mean, I know you haven't met her before but the only way she'll feel comfortable is if everyone talks to her and not make her think that we don't like her", Chan said.

Minho glanced down at his food and began turning red again.

"..unless you already met her. Have you??", Chan asked, everyone else's eyes widening.

Minho groaned and covered his face while mumbling, "okay I have."

The guys couldn't believe what he was saying. When they were first introduced to me, Minho was nowhere because he was apparently working on a project when really he was out meeting me.

"Wait, how have you already met her? Did she recognize you? Is that why both of you are acting so weird?", Hyunjin asked.

"Two years ago. It was over the summer. I met her when someone bumped into her and she dropped all of her stuff. No one helped. I asked her if she wanted to go get coffee, we got friendly and we kept meeting up", Minho said.

"So you guys were dating?", Chan asked.

"Not...exactly",Minho said, glancing at Jeongin.

Jeongin waited for him to continue talking but then everyone started to look at him, and he started realizing.

"Oh come on, I know I'm the youngest but I'm not the only one who's 19. I know where babies come from. I can't always be excluded from conversations", Jeongin pouted.

"He's got a point", Felix said.

"..we haven't done anything. But at the time, she wanted to. I think I hurt her feelings because I said no....well I didn't exactly say no but it was her last day before moving. I didn't want it to seem like all I wanted was that. And then I didn't hear from her",Minho said.

"So she's mad at you?", Han asked.

"I don't know",Minho answered.

"Well you gotta talk to her and fix it because she might be working with us", Chan said.

Before Minho could say anything, I came back from the bathroom and sat down, watching everyone as they stayed quiet.

"What?", I asked.

Changbin nudged Minho to speak but as soon as he looked at her, he froze. Felix cleared his throat and asked if I wanted to go over to their dorm to play some video games. I really wanted to say no...but I couldn't. Their innocent eyes kept staring into my soul. So I agreed.

"Yes!! We can play Jenga. You can be on my team. Whenever any of them are with me, they lose on purpose. But you can help me beat them", Jeongin said.

"–And we can play Just Dance. It's fun if you don't get competitive..like Hyunjin", Han mumbled the last part.

So as we finished up, we all met out in front of the van and got in one by one. Poor Jeongin had to sit in between Hyunjin's legs because we all couldn't fit. Luckily I sat on the passenger side.

"Whoa, so this is how your dorm looks like. It's so spacious", I said, taking off my shoes before continuing to walk in.

Felix gasped and ran over to his shared room, immediately taking over the single bed before Minho can.

"It's mine!", Felix yelled from the room.

I walked over to the kitchen table and watched as Chan, Hyunjin, and Changbin sat down with me while the rest went over to the living room.

Minho glanced at me before turning around to check his phone.

"I got the Jenga!", Jeongin yelled excitedly as he hopped his way over.

He sat down and began stacking the jenga blocks. I haven't played in months but it's still exciting.

"You know, now should be the time to talk to her", Seungmin said to Minho who is sitting on the couch while looking through his phone.

"I can't. She's not gonna want to talk to me with all of you around", Minho said.

"Then take her out to the balcony", Han said.

Minho sighed and stood up from the couch, making his way towards the kitchen. He can see me playing with Jeongin, having the time of my life. Seeing my smile and hearing me laugh did something to his heart. He had to clear his throat and shake his head to be able to focus.

"Hey (y/n), can I talk to you for a sec? Out on the balcony?", Minho asked.

The room went silent. I felt so uncomfortable with everyone just staring. Do they know?

I stood up and told Jeongin that I would be right back. I followed Minho out onto the balcony and watched as he closed the door.

Quite an awkward moment.

I sat down on one of the lounge chairs and waited for him to speak.

"I'm sure you're surprised that I'm here–"

"Not surprised. Just confused. You never told me you were in a band", I said.

"I know...it's a bit more complicated than that", he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"How is it so complicated? You lied to me, even after all of the things I told you. Did you know I met them the time we were seeing each other?", I asked.

"...yeah I did know..but–"

"And you didn't tell them anything? Were you embarrassed by me or something? Couldn't handle your friends knowing that you had feelings for a blind girl?", I asked, rolling my eyes and looking away.

"Of course not. I was never embarrassed by you. I didn't want you to know because I just wanted someone to see me as Minho and not someone 'famous' or 'popular' or 'someone with loads of money'. But..after I got to know you, I wanted to tell you but I didn't know how. The way I was around you, that's the real me. I wasn't lying about that. I'm sorry I didn't tell you", he said, lowering his head.

I sighed, frowning at the memories we had together. I remember him being sweet and caring, helping me whenever I walked around him just to make sure I didn't bump into anything. He'd give me piggyback rides whenever I'd get tired of walking. I would feel bad but he never let go.

"I really want us to be okay again", Minho said, walking closer to me.

He kneeled down in front of me and held my hand. Then a warm feeling went up my spine until it spread across my face. Back then, it was the actions and his sweet voice that would melt my heart. But now looking into his eyes, there's something that feels like I'm still latched onto him.

I softly shook my head, pulling my hand away. At first he seemed upset but the light coming from the balcony door showed the redness on my face. He has never seen me blush this much before. Back then, it was just a light flush on my face.

"..um...Minho...they're looking", I said.

He turned around and noticed the rest of the guys looking through the glass door. They immediately ran off and pretended to be busy.

"It's fine. They're always nosy", he said before looking at me, smiling.

"So...are we okay?", he asked.

"..yeah...as long as you're being truthful", I said.

He nodded and couldn't hide his smile.

"Should we go inside?", he asked.

"Yeah, I still have to finish the game with Jeongin", I said.

"I'm sooo sleeeepy", I groaned while I stretched my arms over my head.

I sat down on the bed and rested my head on the pillow. It became dark outside yet my sister and her boyfriend are out doing some shopping.

As I closed my eyes, my phone rang. I thought who could be bothering me at this time when I really just want to sleep. Taking out my phone from my pocket, I checked the contact ID and smiled.

"I thought you were sleeping. That's what Han said anyway", I said after answering the phone.

"I was but Han and Hyunjin were arguing about who's sleeping where and both wanted to sleep on the big bed. So I decided to go for a walk. Wanna join me?"

"Minho, it's after 10 already and by the time you get here, it'll be really late", I said.

"I'm outside."

I quickly sat up and looked out the window, noticing Minho waving his hand.

"What the hell are you doing here?? You're gonna get in trouble if someone catches you here!", I told him.

"That's why I'm wearing a hoodie and a mask so no one can recognize me. Come on down", Minho called out.

Rolling my eyes, I hung up and grabbed my house keys, locking it before closing the door. I met up with him and began walking.

We walked for about ten minutes when we arrived to the pier. When we were near the edge, there was a cat that was meowing at a seagull that is flying up ahead. I wanted to pet it but it ran away.

"So have you made up your mind about moving here and working for us?", he asked.

I leaned against the railing and shook my head.

"It's hard. I mean I do miss living here but I already started a life in Switzerland", I said.

"I get it. How is it over there anyway?", he asked.

"It's really nice. A lot of nice people and nice buildings. I was actually looking for a new place a few minutes away from my parents. But it's very expensive to buy a house there", I said.

"Hm...well if you decide not to move over here, do you think I can come and visit you?", he asked.

"Of course", I smiled at him.

I felt the cold wind against my skin, goosebumps forming on my arms. I slightly shivered but shook it off before Minho noticed. Obviously he did because he stood behind me, unzipped his hoodie and hesitated to embrace me into it, like back then. We would become one when he zipped up his hoodie. But not this time.

He took off his black hoodie and placed it around me before helping me with the zipper. I watched as he did, slightly upset.

"You know, bringing a sweater on a cold night will prevent you from getting sick", he said.

"I know...I just forgot", I mumbled.

He kept staring at me, smile forming onto his face. I cleared my throat and turned around to watch the ocean and stars in the sky.

Minho caught me scratching my wrist, noticing the skin turning red. He softly held onto my wrist as he caressed the red spot with his thumb. Then he stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"I miss this", he whispered.

"...I do too. It's quite different though now that I can see you. Remember we would have dates like this and you'd describe the view for me. It took me a while to realize you weren't talking about what was in front of us", I said.

"I didn't lie. The view is beautiful and breathtaking", he smiled.

"You're still cringy as ever", I chuckled, nudging his stomach.

"I'm a hopeless romantic, what can I say?", Minho smiled and tightened his grip around me.

We talked for a few minutes until we decided to go down towards the beach to take a walk. Back then I wouldn't go near the beach because I felt like I was gonna end up in the water. Just imagine a blind person swimming in the ocean and not knowing what direction to take.

His hand was in mine, lightly swaying back and forth while we walked along the sand. I would take a few glances at him, admiring how handsome he is.

"You should put your mask on now. We don't know if we'll see someone who recognizes you", I said.

"It's late (y/n). And this is a small beach. No one comes here this late", he said.

"Except us. We're here", I said.

"I know. That's why I brought you here. I wanted to have a chance to get you all to myself. You're always hanging out with Jeongin", he said.

"He reminds me of my little brother, that's why. They're the same age and he's so cute", I said.

"But I'm cuter, right?", he asked.

I smirked and shook my head while saying, "no".

He pouted and let go of my hand.

"Jeongin can be the only cute one because he's the youngest. He's adorable and reminds me of a kitten that has to be taken care of. You remind me of a bear", I said.

"A bear? Why?", he asked.

"Because you're lovable and cuddly and you protect those around you. You have a lot of personality and you're very warm", I smiled.

Minho raised an eyebrow, confused because when it comes to bears, he thinks about how they eat everyone's food, which is what he does.

"But I'm handsome, right?", he asked.

"Yes. You're very handsome", I chuckled, holding his hand again.

He smiled and looked up at the sky, wondering.

"You know (y/n), for the three weeks you've been here, I haven't apologized for what happened the day before you left", he said.

I didn't know what he was referring to, until I saw how red his cheeks were and the way his thumb is caressing the back of my hand. Smiling, I shook my head and told him he shouldn't be the one to apologize.

"I'm the one who was pressuring you. And obviously you were uncomfortable with it. It was unfair of me to just walk out without having a calm and quiet conversation with you. Instead I was immature and didn't think of what it could lead up to", I explained.

Minho sat down on the sand, as did I, and put his arm around my waist, facing the ocean.

"And how do you feel about it now?", he asked.

"The same. I feel like just getting it over with is a dumb idea. I need to know that if I take it a step further, it'll be with someone I'm gonna spend the rest of my life with", I said.

Minho understood and stared down at my hands which were a bit fidgety.

"...what if I decide to stay in Switzerland? What would you say?", I asked.

"It'll suck. But it's your decision. No one could force you to stay here or go home. That's up to you. Either way, I'll fully support you", he smiled, softly patting my knee.

"No..I mean....I need to know if I have a reason to stay...or if I'm just wasting my time", I said.

"I still don't understand. This is your choice. I can't make that ch–"

"I'm trying to say–....after today, will we continue being friends or...", I turned my head to face him, "should I even be here with you? With your arms around me? Is this even a good idea?"

Minho scrunched up his eyebrows and pulled away, thinking. He forgot about being an idol for a second. He also forgot about the rules when it comes to dating.

He saw that I was thinking he doesn't want any part of it. I was about to stand up but he grabbed my hand.

"(Y/n), I lost you once. I don't wanna lose you again. When I said I miss you, I meant it. But I need to talk to my manager and anyone else in the company because if this happens, I don't want to hide it. But I also don't want you to stay just because of me. I want you to stay because this is something you want to do to further your career. Working with us is no joke. You'll get fired immediately if you make a mistake", he said.

"I guess we didn't think this through. I mean, I do love working with you guys. It's fun and I get to move around. But what you just said sounds soooo scary. I don't like being yelled at. I cry instantly. Once when I was nine, I went to the store and I was trying to choose between blue bubblegum or red bubblegum and I got distracted and put them in my pocket. I cried so loud when one of the employees yelled at me. And like a year ago I was yelled at by my landlord for accidentally ruining her roses and she–", Minho literally grabbed my face and kissed me, making me shut up.

When he pulled away, he smiled and combed his fingers through my hair.

"Everything will be fine. Either way, we're gonna have to try so hard to convince them that our relationship won't get in the way. If it goes out to the public, it'll become more difficult. You understand that, right?", he asked.

"I've heard about idols dating. Sometimes it goes great, sometimes it doesn't. What if something goes wrong and you lose your job? What if you get kicked out? I don't want that to happen", I said.

"(Y/n), I don't want you to worry about it now. I'll talk to them, okay? It's better than keeping it a secret. That makes us less trustable", he said.

I sighed and nodded, placing my hands on my lap.

"I really don't know what to do. If we do end up together and I go back home, what do we do?", I asked.

"We will try long distance. I know it's difficult for some people but I believe we could do it. I have a lot of patience, even though not seeing you will kill me inside. It did two years ago. But we'll make the best of it", he smiled.

I rested my head on his shoulder and looped my arm with his, enjoying the dark sky and ocean.

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"Baby sister, mom called to see if you're gonna go back home. She keeps asking", Yua said, tapping my forehead with her finger as I opened my eyes and sat up on the bed.

I rubbed my eyes before stretching my arms over my head.

"..I haven't made my decision yet. It's really difficult", I said.

"Hey you came home late yesterday. Where did you go?", she asked.

"I couldn't sleep so I went for a walk. Since I've been here, I haven't really gone around to check out the neighborhood", I said.

"Next time, make sure to let me know. It's quite dangerous at night. Some kid ended up getting kidnapped a block from here", she said.

"Really? Did they find them?", I asked.

"Yeah but by the time they did, it was too late. Just be careful, okay? Now get ready. We have to be at work in half an hour", Yua smiled and walked out of the room.

I groaned and threw myself back, covering myself with the sheets.

"Why are there so many people here?", I asked Yua, noticing a group of photographers gathered in front of the building.

"I'm not sure", she answered.

Then when they saw the both of us, they ran and flashed their cameras at us, asking questions that didn't make any sense. Yua grabbed my hand and pushed through the crowd until we were inside.

"What the hell was that all about??", I asked, exhaling.

"This usually happens when news break out. I wonder what happened", Yua said before walking towards the elevator.

We walked through the hallways until we reach the break room. The guys were sitting on the chairs while one of their managers stood before them.

"Oh, are you guys having a meeting? We'll leave–", Yua said as she began to push me out but he stopped us.

"I need to speak to (y/n) as well", their manager said.

"Oh, well if this concerns her, I have to stay by her side", Yua said, entering and sitting down on one of the chairs.

"Is this about my decision to work here? If so, I haven't made up my–", I was interrupted by his hand in the air, signaling me to stop talking.

"I'm afraid you don't have to make a decision because one has already been made. You will not be able to work here due to what has been circulating around the internet. There are a few pictures of you and one of the members of the group that people keep sharing on their social media. Many people are furious and demand to have you removed from this building and not have any more contact with them. Only your face is visible but I need to know who was with you", he said.

"Pictures? What pictures? I won't have my sister be blamed if there isn't any evidence", Yua said, standing up from the chair.

The manager took out photographs from a file and spread them on the table. Yua's shocked that I was actually in these pictures and wondered who I was with.

"(Y/n), speak up", Yua ordered, nudging my arm.

I couldn't say anything. I was too focused on the pictures and how someone could do this.

"It was my idea. I just asked (y/n) to come with me", Minho spoke up, having everyone's eyes on him.

Their manager grabbed one of the pictures and placed it in front of him.

"Care to explain the meaning behind this picture?", he asked, referring to the one of both of us kissing.

"Looks quite obvious to me", Minho answered with a bit of attitude, which caused Chan to slightly nudge him to watch his tone.

This manager never really stood on Minho's good side....or anyone's side actually.

"We can't have this happen again. Yua, your sister was your responsibility–"

"She didn't know. It's not her fault. I'm sorry for causing trouble and if you decided that me working here is bad for the company and the image of Stray Kids, then I will go back to Switzerland", I said, facing the ground.

Minho's face scrunched up and pushed himself off of his chair.

"Why does she have to leave?? Many idols in our company are dating someone and they weren't forced to leave. What difference does this make??", Minho asked, his anger showing through his hands which were now fists.

Chan placed a hand on his shoulder, motioning him to calm down.

"First of all, we hardly know this girl–"

"You mean you hardly know her. I've known her since two years ago. And so have they. You're new here so you don't know anything", Minho glared at his manager who didn't look scared one bit.

"Minho, we've talked about this. Don't make this more difficult than it already is", I said, not being able to look at him.

His face went from angry to shocked. He was about to speak but I beat him to it.

"I will gather my things and I'll exit through the back so there won't be any more rumors", I said before quickly leaving the room.

Yua went after me and Minho wanted to do the same but the manager stopped him.

"It's of no use for you to go after her. What both of you are feeling is something small and you'll move on. Whatever happened between you two, it's not worth risking the job you have. This is what you wanted for your dreams, right?", their manager asked him.

Minho tried so hard not to react to his comments but the need for him to shut his face is too strong.

"(Y/n), wait!", Yua ran behind me, trying to get my attention but I kept walking until I was near her car.

"Take me home", I said.

Yua shook her head, about to scold me but she noticed the tears in my eyes so instead of doing that, she unlocked the car door for me to get in.

I didn't say anything during the whole ride home. Minho kept calling me and every time I would decline, he'd leave a voicemail.

"Why didn't you tell me you were seeing Minho? And what did he mean when he said he'd known you since two years ago? You met him before?", she asked.

"It doesn't matter. I'm going home. I shouldn't have agreed to come here. I knew something would go wrong", I said.

Yua pulled up onto the driveway and turned off the engine before facing me.

"Is Minho the guy you told me about back then? The one you kept crying for?", she asked.

I nodded, making Yua widen her eyes.

"So you met him before and never said anything. Did you know he was an idol?", she asked.

I shook my head before saying, "he didn't tell me anything. But he did apologize though. Yesterday we talked about...everything. The possibilities for when we were gonna tell everyone that we're together. I can see now that no one accepts it. If only they understood", I said.

"You really like him, don't you?", she asked.

My phone rang again but I declined the call and put it away in my pocket. I unlocked the car door and got out, heading towards the front door of the house. I stepped in and didn't stop as Yua called out for me.

~~~

"Come on (y/n), answer", Minho mumbled to himself as he kept calling me.

He paced back and forth, groaning as the call went straight to voicemail.

"Still not answering?", Chan asked, leaning against the doorframe of his room.

"No", Minho said, throwing his phone on the bed.

The others were out while Chan decided to stay with Minho.

"I don't get it. Is she mad? I mean, we were sure of what to do if this happened. I'm gonna go see her", Minho stood up to grab his sweater but Chan told him not to.

"If someone catches you at her house, not only will it be bad for her but for you as well. The manager already suspended your activities for the next few days. If you get caught again, you might go on indefinite hiatus or maybe even be kicked out. No one wants that. Just give it some time. I'll go talk to her and I'll give an excuse that she forgot her phone so there won't be any suspicions", Chan said.

"But what if you get in trouble?", Minho asked.

"Well it's not like I'm the one dating (y/n). And like I said, I'm returning her phone. That's it. I'll make sure not to be followed", Chan said.

~~~

About an hour later, Chan was in his car. He had his hoodie and mask on so no one could recognize him. As he was backing up, Minho suddenly appeared from the backseat, startling Chan.

"What the hell are you doing here?? I told you to stay home", Chan scolded Minho but he wasn't affected at all.

"I wanna see her. You have no idea how difficult it is to stay behind knowing the person you love is feeling terrible and maybe blaming herself–"

"You love her?", Chan asked, looking back.

Minho blushed and he softly nodded. Chan sighed and told him to put on his seatbelt, him instantly smiling.

When they arrived at Yua's house, they made sure they were covered up and knocked on the front door. They didn't expect me to answer it so when Yua did, they asked if Minho could talk to me for a bit.

"She's not here. I dropped her off at the airport an hour ago", Yua said.

"What?? Is she really leaving?? What time is her flight??", Minho asked nervously.

"4pm–", Minho didn't let her finish as he pulled Chan to the car, driving off.

He kept tapping his fingers on his lap while his other leg was shaking due to his nerves. Chan parked the car, Minho quickly ran out and inside the airport, checking the crowd of people. Chan was right behind him but it was hard for him to catch up because Minho kept running to different directions.

They asked one of the employees to find out that my flight is already boarding people. Minho ran as fast as he could, slightly bumping into people. When he found the spot, he quickly looked around and found me about to enter which is when he yelled out my name.

I turned around and met eyes with Minho. He kept getting closer and as he did, there were a few people who were whispering 'Is that Minho from Stray Kids?', 'That's his girlfriend', 'Isn't she like a slut?', and other nonsense. I didn't want to hear anymore so I started walking again until Minho said something that made me freeze.

"I love you!"

Everyone gasped and either got angry or were just confused. Chan arrived about a minute later, breathing heavily as he watched from a distance.

"Can you turn around to face me, please?", Minho asked.

I bit down on the tears that were coming, hoping no one would see. I didn't want to turn around because I wouldn't know what to do or say, especially with everyone watching and recording everything.

"(Y/n), I'm not leaving nor am I letting you leave. Like I said, I'm not gonna lose you again", he said.

My hands turned into fists and my eyes closed.

Minho looked at everyone else, took off his mask before yelling out loud, "I'M IN LOVE WITH (Y/N)! TELL EVERYONE YOU KNOW!"

Chan was a bit nervous as Minho yelled that so loud and wondered how everyone would react. Surprisingly, they didn't attack neither me or Minho with nasty comments.

Minho began walking closer to me and I felt his hand touch mine...but I pulled away. I thought about what happened and the only thing that I would see is Minho's career deteriorate. Staying will make everything worse and I don't want that. Which is why I decided to instantly leave without saying anything to the guys. But I realize it's even more difficult now that Minho is here confessing his feelings in front of everyone.

"(Y/n)–"

"Minho...please don't do this", I whispered.

His smile slowly disappeared and turned into a confused frown.

"What's the matter?", he asked, turning me around.

"I thought this is.....you feel the same way, don't you?", he asked, taking my hands in his.

If only I could've left earlier, that way I wouldn't had to experience another heartbreak once again.

I softly pulled my hands away and stepped back.

"I can't Minho. I'm sorry.", I said before quickly turning to board the plane.

A few gasps could be heard and I instantly felt horrible as Minho called out for me, being held back by security.

As I sat down on my seat, I tried not to cry, mostly because everyone on the plane, even the stewardess, kept taking glances at me. I tried to ignored their stares and instead faced the window.

~~~

-Two Weeks Later-

"(Y/n), your father and I are leaving. Are you sure you don't want to come with us?", my mom asked as she entered my room.

I was on my bed, blankets covering my body as I stared out the window, noticing the wind blowing quite hard.

"I'm okay. You and dad go have fun. It's your anniversary. Besides I'm not hungry", I said.

"Alright. There's leftovers from today's lunch", she said.

She was about to close the door but hesitated as I sighed and scratched my wrist.

"(Y/n), I think you should call your sister. She's worried about you and so am I", she said.

"I'm fine mom. I already called her yesterday–"

"Yeah for less than a minute and you two were mostly arguing. Look, I don't know what happened while you were over there but you need to fix it. I don't want you two to be fighting", she said.

"Alright mom", I said.

She closed the door and went downstairs to meet up with my dad. My parents rarely argue and when they do, it's something small and they always get through it. If only it could be that easy for other people.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the window. When I checked, I almost screamed as I saw someone with a black hoodie and a mask. Before I could grab my phone and call the police, they took off the hoodie from their head and mask off.

"Minho?? What the–", I ran over to the window and opened it so he wouldn't fall.

I helped him in and couldn't believe he's here.

"Minho...what are you doing here?", I asked.

"Well you weren't answering any of my phone calls or texts. And I would've been here sooner but I was in a bit of a mess....(y/n), I had to come see you", he said.

"You're gonna get in trouble again. You shouldn't be here", I said.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about though. Your sister told me what you said the day you left. You were afraid that it was gonna ruin my career. (Y/n), I'm gonna be fine. Both of us will. Our manager ended up getting fired for spreading false rumors. I spoke to JYP and he said it's totally okay for us to be together as long as we be careful. And they're gonna send out a statement for whoever spreads false rumors, they'll get sued. You don't have to move. You can stay here if you want to. But I really want to be with you", he said.

He held my hand and pulled me closer to him. He smiled as he looked into my eyes, cheeks turning red.

"You're crazy", I said, smile slowly forming.

"Of course. I'm crazy about you. Cheesy as it may be", he smiled.

"...I can't go Minho. As much as I want to. I can't go back as being your stylist. I don't have a job and I'm sure it'll be difficult", I said.

"We talked about that too. You'll be a stylist just not for our group", he said.

"Really? Then for who?", I asked.

"Got7", he answered.

My eyes widened and I felt like my heart stopped. I hopped excitedly around him and kept flailing my arms up.

"Does that mean I get to work with Jackson Wang?? Oooooooh he so cooool! I mean, I like all of the members but Jackson Wang caught my eye first when I heard about them. Don't worry, I won't go all crazy when I'm around them. I promise", I said, giggling as I thought about it.

Minho softly scoffed and looked away, feeling a bit hurt but decided to tease me.

"You'll probably talk to him about how much you adore him and how you're so lucky to be their stylist. Maybe you'll even go out to eat with them and probably forget about me", he said, looking up.

I rolled my eyes and lightly punched his stomach, causing him to laugh.

"I won't ever forget about you. Because we'll always be together....right?", I asked.

Hearing me say that warms his heart. He wants me and no other person.

"It depends", he smirked as he sat down on my bed before continuing, "we don't have the same schedule and they're always leaving to promote so you'll be going with them most of the ti–"

"That's not what I mean", I whined, stomping my foot on the floor.

Minho's smile would only get bigger as I got more and more red.

"I know what you mean. I just wanted to see how'd you react. I mean, because I didn't get the reaction I wanted when I told you that I love you. Do you know how I felt when you just left?", he asked, smirk being replaced by a frown.

"...I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd go there anyway. I couldn't face you. I felt like I would be holding you back. It's a terrible feeling", I said.

He held my hand and pulled me so I'd be sitting on his lap. He smiled at me and kissed my shoulder as his eyes stared intensely right into mine.

"So when I asked you if you felt the same way and you said you can't, did you mean you can't love me or that you don't?", he asked.

"Minho–"

"Because it's okay if you don't. I know you really like me and I know the time for people can be very different. I'm just glad that you want to be with me", he smiled softly.

"Minho, I've loved you since the day you told me you had feelings for me and that you didn't care that I was blind. Of course it has changed though. I love you even more", I said.

His hand went up and landed on my cheek, caressing the soft skin with his thumb. I closed my eyes as I felt the warmth coming from his hand.

He brought my lips closer to his until they connected, placing his hand behind my neck. As each second passed, he felt the urge to keep kissing me. His other hand landed on my lower back, pulling me closer. I could feel his tongue slightly touch my bottom lip but then I pulled away, a bit shocked.

"You've...never done that before", I mumbled.

"Sorry, I got carried away", he awkwardly rubbed the  back of his head.

He placed his forehead against mine and closed his eyes, all while keeping a smile on his face.

"Now that you're officially mine, I can take you out on dates and proudly show you off to everyone. I don't have to hide what we have and I'm relieved. It doesn't feel good to keep our relationship as a secret because I feel like I'm hurting you and lying to everyone", he pouted like a baby.

"Yeah...I also have to apologize to Yua. She tried to help but I yelled at her. And I yelled at Chan and Jeongin without even thinking. They're probably so mad at me", I said.

"They're not. They told me everything. They understood why you acted that way. Just...make sure if anyone bothers you, not to say anything back. It won't do any good", he said.

"What if I'm defending our relationship? I can't let someone talk badly about us", I said.

The expression on my face caused his cheeks to turn red and his eyes to turn into crescent shapes, smiling widely before kissing my forehead.

"That's what they want you to do. They want you to get angry to expose your 'bad' side. They'll use that and take advantage of you. Only we know the truth about our relationship", he said.

I nodded and brushed my fingers through his hair, feeling how soft it is.

"I love you", he said, startling me a bit.

"I love you too", I said.

He was about to kiss me again but I placed my hand over his mouth.

"Maybe I should start packing if I'm gonna go with you. I don't have much but I'd rather get it over with so we can head home tomorrow", I said.

"Home? I like the sound of that", he smirked, thinking about sharing a bed with me.

"Since my bed is small, you're gonna have to sleep on the floor", I mentioned which soon he frowned.

"Are you calling me fat?", he pouted.

"No. Don't be so dramatic", I chuckled and stood up but his arms quickly wrapped around me again and pulled me onto his lap.

"I won't try anything. I promise", his cute puppy dog face got to me so I let him sleep on my bed.

After packing everything, I got on my bed and closed my eyes as my head landed on the pillow. Minho just watched and raised his arms as if wondering how he's gonna sleep. He carefully sat down and laid back, putting his arm around me so my head could be near his shoulder, that way there's enough space for the both of us.

He kissed my forehead before whispering, "I can't wait to start my life with you."