Wonwoo POV:

I can't help but stare at Mingyu. He saved me.. Out of all the people here Kim Mingyu, the bad boy, saved ME. ''Why me..?'' I ask softly as I look at him. my body feels weak and beaten, the blows Seokmin gave me start to hurt. As my adrenaline starts to wear off I feel pain taking its place.

Just before I want to fall on the ground Mingyu catches me and holds me tight. ''Why you?'' he ask, for an odd reason I see him smile as he holds me close to his chest. His embrace feels warm and loving. Slowly I feel myself relaxing in his arms trusting he will hold me.

''Why you.. Maybe because I'm not really a bully, or perhaps cause I don't want you to think I am one. But why you? I think the best answer is because you're special.'' He says, his warm voice distracting me from the stinging pain.

'' You're not special cause you're smart, or handsome nor anything like that. Others might not see you're but to me you are. Only you'' he continues as he lets me rest my head against his shoulder. ''B-but what makes me, so special to you?'' I ask, being glad he can't see the huge blush on my face when I do.

''I will tell you, but not today''

I close my eyes as we both enjoy each other's warmth for a little. As I open them again I see Seokmin walking closer. I notice he got something in his hand but before I can warn Mingyu it's already too late....

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mingyu POV:

For the first time I'm actually holding him in my arms. He feels so precious and fragile I can't let him go. Though he asked me why, I can't yet tell. I feel as when I would have told him now he would not believe me. And thus I shall wait until the right moment.

I feel him tense. where it was just so relaxed. I move my head away slightly to look at him. His mouth opens but before he can say a word he gets cut off by an all too familiar voice.

''You don't think you can get away with this did you'' Seokmin hisses in my ear. He places a hand on my shoulder as I feel a sharp blade cutting through my body. My eyes widen from shock. Wonwoo tries to get to Seokmin but I carefully push him back against the wall now wanting him to be hurt even more.

Adrenaline rushes through my veins as I move my now free hands and grab Seokmins wrist making him pull out the knife. I turn around as I look at him with an angry, and more or less scary look as he returns it with a wide grin, thinking he has me cornered.

But that is where he was wrong.

I swiftly turn him around holding his arm on his back and placing the other beside it. ''I thought I could call you my friend but I see I'm wrong'' I hiss. ''How dare you stop me, and protect that nerd'' Seokmin replies struggling to get out of my grip. This doesn't take him that long as he soon worms himself out of my grip standing in front of me, defensively holding the bloody knife.

My anger is about to get the best of me as I punch his jawline. But this doesn't go that well as I planned as I feel the knife making a cut on the palm of my other hand, luckily it's not deep. I manage to kick the knife out of his hand. After exchanging a couple blows with another I hold both his wrists again and backed him up against the tree.

''If you ever, come close to me or my friends again. if I hear you but touched a single hair on their heads. I will won't let you go again.'' my voice is calm, yet I can see it frightens Seokmin all the more. ''Don't bother siting at our table or ask the others for help. They will know what you've done.'' And with that I push him away.

Once it's safe I go back to Wonwoo who's standing against the wall looking at me. ''Mingyu'' his voice is soft as if he's still scared. ''What's wrong?'' I ask as I see him point towards my stomach. I look down and see dark red blood staining my white shirt.

To be continued