잊지 못해 / Can't Forget

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Lee Minho's POV:

'You're not good enough'

'You don't even have a career'

'Be better'

The sentences and words filled my mind as I zoned out during class. I felt a soft hand slide into mine as I looked at Hajun as he was working. His eyes flickered down from his notes to the teacher. I stared at him longer than I realized. "Staring at me?", he teasingly asked.

"You wish", I mumbled, as I blushed.

"Really? You seemed to like what you see", he smirked, as he leaned closer and I blushed. "You're blushing".

"Leave me alone", I muttered, as he kissed me.

I went home as I heard a crash and screaming voices. "Let's move", said my mom.

"We have jobs, let's change the school he goes to", said my dad.

"What are you talking about?", I asked, as I walked in.

"We're going to send you somewhere else", said my dad. "Somewhere where music isn't a career".

"And where that stupid boy isn't", added my mom.

"I love Hajun and you can't take me away from him", I protested.

"Just shut up and go to your room!", yelled my mom, as she hurled a plate at me. It cut my skin as it began to bleed. I held my tears back as I locked my room. I fell to the ground crying as my cats crawled over. I looked at my phone to see the wallpaper of me and Hajun. He was smiling as I was staring at him. I hesitated as to whether I should call him. He's probably too busy.

The next week passed by as I was physically and emotionally abused. I faked my smile but I cracked as Hajun picked up the pieces. One evening, I entered the house and was getting yelled at by my parents in the living room. "You need a tutor!", yelled my dad, as he went back to yelling at my mom. I felt my phone ring as I saw Hajun texting me.

Hajun:

Me and my siblings made some food, I'm coming over

You:

Not right now...guests are here

"Look up here", said my dad, as he took my phone and tossed it across the room. It smashed with a loud crack as my mom grabbed my hair. She threw me on the ground as she looked pissed.

"If I don't kill you today, I'll also be surprised", she yelled, as my dad joined in. She slapped me over and over again as did my dad. The bruises were sore and so was my heart. I felt myself bleeding from multiple spots as I saw I was drenched in a big red pool. I didn't care and I felt like I was going to die soon.

I heard footsteps as I weakly turned around. I saw Hajun's figure as he rushed to me. He pushed my parents away as he pulled me into his lap. My head rested as his face hovered over him with tears soon pouring out. His hands became bloody as he held me. "Minho, Minho?", he asked, as he cried, his tears falling onto my face.

"If I die", I whispered, as he cupped my face.

"No, don't say that", he cried, as he looked hurt.

"I love you and be happy", I whispered, as I held his face. I kissed him for the last time, as I saw something flash in his eyes. He looked determined as he pulled me out of his lap. He got up and I faintly saw him slap my parents before I blacked out.

"You're finally set free", said Hajun, as I noticed we were in a black room.

"Yes, come here", I muttered, as I wiped my tears.

"Finally set free from me", he whispered, as he disappeared. I screamed as I lurched forward.

"Minho, everything's okay", said Hajun, as I felt his warm embrace engulf me. I held onto him tightly. "You're safe here".

"Where are we?", I muttered, as I noticed a familiar room.

"We're in my house", he said, as he smiled warmly.

"Why am I here?", I asked.

"So you can be happy", he said, as he kissed my hand. I blushed as he gave me a teasing smirk before holding some gauze.

"Lift up your shirt", he said, as I blushed. He immediately blushed as he tried to fix what he said. "I mean to put on the gauze". I took off my shirt, as I watched Hajun stare at my chest. "Damn". I smirked as he blushed. His eyes widened as he saw a big scar across my lower stomach.

"Oh, that's a surgical scar", I said, as he nodded. He began clearing the blood as his soft fingers touched my skin. They lingered lightly before leaving, making me want more. "Hajun".

"Yeah?", he asked, as he continued working.

"I-I need you", I whispered, as I pulled him on top of me. He blushed as I pulled him in for a kiss. I felt satisfied as his warm hands touched my chest as they roamed around.

"Min", he blushed, as I rubbed my nose against his.

"Yeah", I said, as I kissed him softly.

"I need to fix you up", he whispered.

"That kiss fixed a lot and so did those hands", I smirked, as he blushed and got off of my lap. He continued working as he finished fixing my wounds.

"Come here", he said, as he pulled me closer. "Let me give you some clothes". He handed me a white shirt as I put it on. He blushed as he looked at me as I noticed it was too tight. "Nope". He took a sweatshirt out of his closet. It fit perfectly as it was larger and bigger.

"Have clothes for your boyfriend?", I whispered in his ear.

"No, it's yours", he said, as he kissed me.

"How come I never noticed?", I asked.

"Because my facial card blinds you", he winked, as he pulled me into the living room.

I turned shy as his parents and siblings smirked at us. "So we saw him as a friend and now we're seeing him as a boyfriend?", asked his dad, as he blushed and held my arm.

"Yes", said Hajun, as I sat down with Minjun and Haeun and played their games with them. We spent some time like that as I felt Hajun's soft gaze keeping me flustered throughout the moment. "Well, I wanted to ask you something", said Hajun, as my eyes widened. "I wanted Minho to stay with us". There was silence as I stared at Hajun. "I know, it's a lot but I promise to take care of him".

"He's not a cat", said Minjun.

"He's my cat and I'm gonna keep him", said Hajun with a hint of possession.

"Well, Minho, we're all up for it", said his mom.

"Yeah, you get along with the kids and you're pretty sweet", said his dad.

"What do you say?", asked Hajun, as he kneeled down next to me.

"Sure", I mumbled, as Hajun, Haeun, and Minjun cheered.