T W E N T Y - S E V E N
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I bought another dress from Minho's money. It was one I would've never bought. It was just Sonya hyping me up.
A satin, dark pink one. It sat tightly around my skin, but comfortable. Spaghetti strands, and quite showing. It made me wonder if I would ever even wear the thing.
We reunited with the others and decided to get something to eat before we would already go back to the hotel. We sat down in a small restaurant, all of us ordering pizza.
"What did you buy?" His mouth was suddenly close to my ear. Hot breaths on my blushing skin.
"A dress." My eyes met his. I was already dreaming into them. A deep, beautiful dark brown color. God... "Thank you for the money."
He smiled, but there was something wrong with it. I couldn't really tell what, though. "You're very welcome."
"Everything all right?" Worried, I lowered my voice. Now that I paid more attention, it looked like he had bags around his eyes.
"Yeah." Minho nodded. "Just a little tired. Guess I'll go to sleep early tonight."
I managed a smile. "You better. Don't exhaust yourself."
"Mhm." A small sound and he turned his head to the person bringing our pizzas. I happily started nibbling on my food and what I mostly enjoyed, was the good taste of music the restaurant has.
Style by Taylor Swift was playing out loud. I sang the lyrics in my head, starting to like this evening way more by the second.
And someone next to me was humming to the song.
I gasped. My head snapped toward Minho. "You know Taylor?"
He stopped humming, the twinkle in his eyes fading before it came back again. "Who's Taylor...?"
"Taylor Swift! You know her, don't you?"
"Nope." He denied. Turned his head away. "No idea."
"You know her." I pointed out.
"I don't."
"You do."
"I only know this song!"
I lifted an eyebrow. "Favorite album?"
"I don't know!" He said again. "Reputation, I guess."
"Good choice." A bright smile was on my face by finding out someone like Minho enjoyed listening to these songs, though he kept denying and said his only love was Eye Of The Tiger.
The pizzas tasted good, and soon we left the place again, on our way back to the hotel. It had been a short day walking around Berlin, but a few kept saying their feet hurt, so we didn't really have a choice unless we wanted moody friends.
Sadly, very, very sadly, I had to leave Thomas and Minho to sleep in my own room with Fry, Teresa, Aris, and Winston. Hopefully that would be a bit fun.
Teresa and I stood in the bathroom that night, braiding each other's hair just like we did at Newt's grandma. She taught me how to take care of skin and what to use.
And after that fun thing, we went to bed. I checked my phone, hoping I at least got a few messages so I could talk to someone before actually sleeping. If we were talking about who were the most fun to stay up with, it were definitely not my roommates, who slept already.
Thomas The Train <3
Newt is staying awake to see if I sneak out
Help me
He keep staring at me like I'm some rare animal in the jungle
Like the zoo picture
Everyone is asleep here
Quite boring
We're not. Sonya and Harriet are giggling at the movie they're watching. Help me, still.
And Minho disappeared.
What do you mean 'he disappeared'?
Look who's worried now, hm.
Just like I'm saying, he disappeared. Not in his bed or the room
Or bathroom
Alright
Maybe in the lobby?
He went there in other hotels too
I don't know
I don't care either
Minho can take care of himself
Don't have to help him in that
Night
Night x
Worry crashed into me without my permission.
But yeah, he was probably in the lobby doing some work. And yet I had the urge to see if that was really true, because how worried I was, wasn't great.
If this was what it felt like for Minho and Newt when I sneaked out, I would never ever sneak out again.
It didn't take long for me to feel weird. To feel strange, because I didn't know if Minho was safe or whatever. Thomas said he could take care of himself... he could, but still.
I was tense as I tried to fall asleep, my mind constantly falling back to either Minho or Greece. Both the things I didn't really want to think about at that point.
At two a.m. in the morning, my phone went off and I still hadn't fallen asleep. With a wince, I picked up, noticing how sleepy I sounded after all.
"Hello?"
"Quinn?"
My eyes opened wider as I sat straight up. "Minho?"
"Yeah... uh. Sorry for waking you up."
"It's okay." A smile he couldn't even see. "I wasn't asleep yet."
"Yeah." He said again, awkward. In the background I heard multiple voices, then couldn't help to ask where he was. "In a cafe." He mumbled. "But I kind of lost the way back so that why I called you... Newt didn't pick up anymore. Sorry."
"No, don't apologize." I was already putting my shoes on. "Did you go far?"
A long silence. "I don't know. I was on foot but I don't really... remember where I went."
I frowned a bit. This was confusing. I had no problems with helping Minho. I would love to help him, in fact, but him not remembering where he went was quite strange.
"If you can tell me which way to walk, after I—."
"I already have my shoes and jacket on." I informed. "Do you have your location?"
"I ruined my data and can only call and text now." He sighed deeply, sounding shameful. "Sorry."
"Stop saying sorry, dumbass." I chuckled. "It's okay. I'll come and pick you up."
"No, no." He replied, fast. Worried. "Just instruct me where to go or something."
"No, I'll come and get you. It's not a big deal, Min. Just tell me the name of the cafe and I'll search it on my phone. Easy peasy." I was making my way to the elevator when he replied.
"But I don't want you to walk through the streets at night. Alone."
My heart nearly melted at that kind of caring. A bigger smile grew on my lips. "I'll stay on the phone with you, yeah? You'll hear everything that happens on my side."
A long silence, then, "Fine." And he told me the name of the cafe. I searched it up on my phone, set out a route, then started walking through the city.
It was cold outside. Dark, but not too scary. More people walked around. Some music in the background, probably from clubs. "I'm on my way."
"Thank you." He whispered. He whispered it as if he had been said. Maybe that was it. And why he left the hotel. "Everything going well? So far?"
"Yes." Butterflies exploded everywhere. God! We were only on the phone, in a serious situation! "Getting closer."
A few minutes of more silence as I walked further through the streets, ignoring that maybe I did feel a little unsafe, but with Minho on the phone, it would be fine. It was getting darker in those streets, though. Less crowded.
"Still okay?" He asked again.
"Walking through an alley now." I muttered to him. "Everything okay with you?"
"Not really." He admitted.
"Oh." My heart ached already. "What's going on?"
"I'm worried."
I bit my lip. "Do you feel comfortable telling me... why?"
"I'm worried because... a certain girl is walking through a dark alley in the middle of the night on her own because she needs to save an idiot who forget his way back to his place."
I laughed out loud at that. "Ah, I see. Very worried."
"Just make sure you get out of that alley safely." He turned serious again. Talked sterner and not with the playful tone. "Almost there?"
"Just a few streets further and I'll be there." My steps echoed through the streets. Luckily, I was arriving in an area with lots of people, stores, and maybe even parties. I wasn't alone anymore. "Are you waiting outside?"
"Yep."
Five minutes later—and Minho asking me if everything was okay for five minutes long—I could see him standing under the bright light of the cafe, one hand in his pocket, the other one to his ear.
I waved, crossed the street, and greeted him. He moved his back to me and whispered in the phone, "Ew. There's this really weird girl trying to contact me."
"Really?" I quietly gasped back into the phone. "Ew. Make sure you get away before she kidnaps you."
"Oh, I'm so scared. Please come and save me, Spider-Man... no, no. Princess. Princess Rapunzel."
I had to cover up a laugh. "I will, my Prince. Are you Flynn?"
"Yeah, my Princess. Wait, I just got a pickup line. I'm Flynn, so will you be my rider?"
I lost it. Let out a giggle. "I like that one. I will save you now, my Prince."
"Maybe I'm a king, though." He said, his back still facing me. "But yeah, save me, my Princess."
More laughs when we both turned around. He was smiling brightly, dimples appearing and eyes squinting closer by the second.
He gasped dramatically. "My savior. Shall I get on my knees?"
I was laughing so brightly it made my cheeks hurt. "I think you shall follow me back to the hotel, Flynn."
He clapped his hands and followed me away from the cafe. "Is that my nickname now? Flynn?"
"Nah. Sounds like I think you're someone else. I'll stick with... Min. What about that?"
"Sure. Sure." A thumb up. "Thank you for picking me up."
I smiled at him. "Of course. But how did you lose your way back?"
"Oh, well..." He shrugged a bit. "I was kind of upset when I walked in there, so I didn't really bother to look which way I went. Then I was pissed, so drank some crap and didn't remember anything."
"Makes sense." I rubbed my chin, glad he was sharing something as we walked. "Why were you upset, if I may ask?"
His jaw tightened. At first, I was afraid I had gone to far, but then his gaze softened. "I didn't feel like working yesterday and today. So I didn't really. In the bus I was just watching some movies, too. My dad called. Asked if I had done my work. I told him 'No, I didn't'."
I pouted. A bad feeling grew in my stomach. A feeling of sorry. Pity.
"He got angry. Not that he was yelling or something, but he said quite hurtful stuff because apparently there was a deadline at the end of the week for all my work, so we could negotiate with other business. Since I didn't do the work, he got pissed. I got upset and said stupid shit back... about how I had holidays too and he should leave me alone." Another pause as I felt sadder by the second. "So then I went here, to get off some steam."
I was speechless for a second, not sure how to comfort him with such a thing. "I'm glad you're safe now. And it's good what you told him, you know...? You have holidays too. You don't always have to work. And we can't always pleasure people."
A small smile curved on his lips. "Good speech, Princess. Good speech."
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A/n: Cuties :)
The Minho being lost idea was from
minhoisthebestglader
And Taylor swift from
LuvTheGlade I
Thank you both!! ❤️
Hope you enjoyed!! x Vera