𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 • ᵐⁱⁿˢᵘⁿᵍ

Forgetting You 12.7

Minho stirs in his sleep. Chan is trying to blow the smoke away from the male, but the slight breeze opposes him.

"Sorry." Chan whispers. He's trying to take long drags so he can finish quicker—not too long otherwise he might cough and wake the other.

"It's okay." Minho mumbles.

Chan instantly feels guilty for waking the male all because he wanted a smoke. "Shhh, sleep." He hushes back.

Minho tries to close his eyes when he gets another whiff of the cigarette. "Why do you smoke?" He asks, not really thinking before he speaks.

"Habit, I guess." Chan replies and takes another drag. "Started because friends did."

Minho twists his lips before reaching out for Chan's hand. "Can I try?"

Chan pulls his hand away. "I don't think you're in the right state of mind to. And I don't think it's something you should want to try."

"Why?" Minho takes his head off of Chan's shoulder and looks the male in the eyes.

I don't want San getting mad at me and it's not good for your health either." Chan rubs the cigarette out on the bench, throwing it into a bush behind them.

Minho glares at the male. "Channie!"

Chan furrows his brows, he's never had people other than who he's dating call him that—San has never called him that. So why someone he's never met before suddenly referring to him by a nickname, blows his mind. He doesn't even know the other's name. "W-why are you calling me that?" Flustered, Chan looks at the male that's staring fiercely at him.

Minho's face drops. "I—it just feels right."

Chan forces a laugh, thinking that San has set up a prank on him. "Okay, I think it's your bedtime." Standing up to take the male inside, he feels something being removed from his back pocket. "Wha—"

"I want to try." Minho whines as he opens the box. A part of his body is yearning for the taste.

"No, no, no!" Chan goes to grab the box, but Minho curls over and holds it against his chest. Chan groans when he can't say the males name. "Fuck sake. I'm not having San lecture me after I said I'd look after you."

"I'll take the blame." Minho says, seeming a lot more conscious of his surroundings than before.

"How about we just don't do it, huh?" Chan crouches down in front of the male, lowering his voice as if he's talking to a child.

"No!" Minho snaps.

Chan has no idea what the males' natural behaviour is but he's sure that this isn't it. "Fine... but you are taking full blame and tell me instantly if you start feeling any nausea. Do you understand?"

Minho nods his head with a smile.

"I'll light it for you." Minho gives the box back to Chan as they sit down beside him again. Chan takes a cigarette from the box—reminding himself that he'll probably need to nip to the shop on the way home as he only has two left now.

Minho watches as the end of the cigarette flares red when Chan inhales.

"Here." Chan holds Minho's hand and places the cigarette between his index and middle finger, guiding it to their lips. "Just take a small breath, then I want you to exhale straight away."

Minho does as Chans, breathing in quickly then exhaling.

"There you've tried it." Chan takes the cigarette away, continuing to smoke it himself.

"What no, more!" Minho tugs at Chan's wrist. Chan doesn't give in, he's stronger than the male. "Channie." Minho say's the name with confidence.

"What's your name?" Chan bites back. He's getting frustrated at this point with being called such a nickname.

"Minho." He swiftly replies.

"Well, Minho, can you stop calling me Channie? It makes me uncomfortable. My name is Chan." Chan takes another drag and blows the smoke away. He wants to do it in Minho's face, but knows he would regret it.

Minho scrunches his face. Something about calling the male 'Chan' instead of 'Channie' feels wrong. "If you let me have the rest." He glances at the cigarette then at Chan's angry eyes.

Chan sucks at his teeth not knowing what to do. Minho mischievously grins in return.

"Fine!" He snatches Minho's hand and puts the cigarette in it. "Since you're my responsibility for the moment you must do what I say. So when I say times up, it's time up."