Chapter twenty (1/1)

Finnaly, I saw a glimpse of hope. There was a fake wall, how could have I missed that? I knew the answer to that, actually. My parents were sneaky, they knew all the right ways to work things out. They knew how deep my memory in that specific place was, so it was obvious, only too me, that something that important would be in a place only I teasured. I felt myself tear up and actually get some tears slips from my eyes. They never stoped impressing me with their natural skils. Even dead and burried for a long time, they still remained as intriguing as they always were.I got closer and touched the fake wall. It was so well built. The color was exactly the same, there was no clue that that wall moved or came out, I still didn’t knew how I was going to open it. I knocked on it, just to be sure it was indeed what I thought it was. The sound that reached my ears was hollow. There was another devision behind this wall.I turned around and walked quickly towards the entry door. I opened it widely and Key’s eyes immediately met mine in a confused look. I gave him a wide smile and gestured him to come closer. And so he did. He came out of the car at full speed and ran towards me, his phone in his hand.“I got the money.”“I got the philes!”“What? Where are they?”I pointed to the house and looked around, looking for someone that might seem suspicious, before pulling Key with me into the house again. I climbed the stairs slowly, feeling Key’s hands automatically coliding gently with my back for support and repulse while I climbed them. Already on the second floor, I grabbed his hand again and led him to the end of the hallway.“Where are they?” He asked again, looking around and then to the view from the big window.“It’s beautifull. The view I mean.”“I know. Now look at this.”I approached the fake wall again, knowing by heart it’s location by now and knocking on it, making that hollow sound so that Key would get to the point quickly. He gasped quietly and approached it too, pushing it with some force but to end up with an unmoving wall.“It’s stuck…”“I think it’s just old. Come on, try again.”This time, Key putted his all strengh into pushing the wall and I heard it crack a little bit under such pressure. Key might not look like someone that has a lot of strengh, but this proves you are wrong. He his a person that has a lot of mental and physical strenght, there’s no way to denie it. Also, that’s why he tops. He’s manly in some ways and when he wants too, but he can be a romantic and noisy diva too. So unlike me, I thought, scoffing to myself.The wall backed away with a loud crack that made me and the twins tremble. I felt them fluter away further into my warmness and I wrapped my arms around my belly, embracing them. I also backed away when Key told me to. He kept pushing and pushing untill a human person could enter the room inside.Key peeked inside and backed away almost immediately, coughing loudly and waving his hand in front of his face, trying to clear up the bad air. I looked at him, waiting for an okay to move inside.“It’s full of dust… You can’t gon in there and breath this air. Just wait here, okay?”I nodded quickly, rubbing my thumb a little bit over my belly. Key putted his foreharm in front of his nose and mouth and entered the room. With the light enteing from the window, I could see the surt particuls leaving the new discovered room into the air of the hallway. It looked magical, almost angelical. Like this was the light of my salvation. I was never very religious, but this had to be a good sign.The dust that floated in the air surrounded me after some seconds and I did the same Key had done before entering the room. My sleve smeled like Key’s cologne mixted with my own natural smell,something that made me smile warmly. I backed away a little bit to breath some fresh air again.I heard Key cough still inside the room and tried to take a peek. But where I approached the crack on the fake wall, Key rushed outside, coughing now more stongly with a yellowish envelope in hand. It was bigger than a book but smaller than a case. And it was made of paper.“I think this is it babe.”Key smiled gently, coughing a few more times before pulling me into his arms, with the envelope still in hand. I hugged back, wrapping my arms on his secure and warm neck. He kissed the side of my head, rocking both our bodies.“Finnally… we’re going to be okay.”Yes. Now we were going to be okay.  When Minho closed the door to his bedroom, I threw my upper body back again into the bed and screamed into the pillow, muffling my scream on it. It was supper efective, by the way. It all smelled like strong cologne plus cinnamon and some bitter smell I couldn’t decipher. Not that it was bothering me, no, not all at. The problem here was that all this manly smell was making things to me.I felt it peercing it’s way into my body and it scared me. I had slept with some manly guys before, while I was in America studying, but I had never smelled something so powerfull and sweet as this. Also, I couldn’t ignore that I felt somehow atracted to the smell because of obvious reasons. It was just so thick and woderfull. I wasn’t able to smell this oddor properly because of it’s thickness, so I had no other option but to taste it. And it tasted like heaven. I wanted more. It was addictive and dangerous.Not like any drug, because when I left this place, I would forget it. But more like that sweet smell of your grandma’s pies that even long gone, your soul, mind and heart still grabb onto it firmly trying to make it last forever. I wish I could see this smell, but then I remembered that I actually could. It was Minho himself.I sat on the bed, the sheets still around my body, my eyes face to face with a pastel colored wall. I had to leave, because my body told me to stay. I jumped out of the bed and started my search for the clothes I wore last night. It wasn’t that hard since Minho had bended them nicely and putted them on top of a little table where Minho’s computer was.I dressed back into them, the temperature impact of my warm and baggy clothes already showing when the cold and tight fabric of my clothes encountered my body. Still, I was getting rid of that intoxicated smell, so I ignored that horrible feeling and opened the door to the hallway. I naturaly looked for stairs and when I saw them, I went down straight to what I thought it was the entry door.“Where are you going?”I looked behind, scared to death, heart beating like I had a party going on inside and my eyes wide as fuck. That deep voice not only scared me, but also got me shivering from pleasure. I was going insane in his presence. I had to leave.“Leaving. Thank you for taking care of me last night, but I really have to go now. So if you excuse m---““I don’t excuse you. Come, let’s have breakfast and then you can leave. Maybe.”“No, you don’t understand I re---““Come. Now.” His voice was low and husky. I felt my legs tremble with excitement and at the same time fear. I shouldn’t be scared of a guy since I’m a guy myself, but I couldn’t help it. Minho screamed ‘dominant’ all over himself. And I was a scaredy cat. So, in the end, I followed him.“How do you like your eggs?”“Scrambled, please. “ I answered slowly and in a low voice, trying to not turn the beast mode on again. He made me signs with his hand for me to sit down on the chair next to the kitchen’s counter while he made my eggs. His breakfast was already made and prepared to be eaten.“Did you have a good night?”“Y-Yes, I did. May I know who was the person that screamed this morning?”“My friend, Kim Jonghyun. I’m sorry if he woke you up but he’s just like that. I can’t stand him sometimes. Toasts?”“Yeah, sure. Why is he living with you? Were are your parents?”“Mom always leaves first, still in early hours of the morning and my dad left some time ago, before you came down. And that guy lives here because he has mental issues.”I knew he was being ironic about the last part, so I chuckled a little bit, keeping the playfull smile on my face.“He doesn’t seems that bad.”“But he is, believe me. Coffe?”“Yes, no sugar.”Minho nodded slightly, filling a cup with that angelical dark liquid and putting it in front of me, placing next the plate with the eggs and toast next to the coffe. His breakfast was different though. He had a plate full of different fruits and he was waching it down with a smoothy. It was a very healthy breakfast indeed, something that I expected. Minho was obviously a big guy. I felt his hard as rock abs on my face the first time we met, and that was umpleasurable. Also, his arms give it all away. Even with long sleeved shirts, you can see the details of his mucles, specially when he grabbed something a little more heavy. It was fascinating for a small, no abs and no biceps guy like me.He started eating his fruits with a small fork and I digged in too, eating slowly and carefully, always with an eye on his face, waiting for something I didn’t quite knew. He cleared his throat loudly but kept quiet after that. I was getting annoyed.“Why didn’t you waked me up so I could tell you my address last night?”“You looked tired, so I let you sleep.”“Yes, but I could go back to sleep when I arrived home.”“Well, now it’s too late to think about what I should have done because you already slept here, and as you see, you’re alive and not limping. And I was just trying to be nice.”I frowned at the guitly feeling I felt creeping up in my chest. He was right, I was being a jerk for no reason. I started eating faster, wanting to dissapear already from his sight.“You’re going to choke if you eat that fast. Do you want to go watch some TV while eating?”I looked up too him and back at my food when I saw his eyes looking directly at me. I felt like a thief under the light of the police helicopter that caught me just escaping with the Mona Lisa in hand.“I-I don’t…”“Okay then let’s go.”He took my diches and, without another word, he left with them towards the living room. I blinked for some seconds before grinning my teeth together, causing some to get sore from the pressure. That was extremily rude from him. I had no chance to tell him if I wanted it or not, he just decided to go with what he wanted. And what he wanted was for me to stay more time.I stood up and walked to the living room where Minho was already sitting on the sofa, eating his fruits and watching some random TV show. I stood still in front of him.“I’m leaving.”“The door is right there.” He pointed to the door without disconnecting his gaze from the TV. I bitted my tounge and fisted my hands.“Oh now you’re letting me leave?”“Yeah, you want to leave and also, you’re blocking the TV.”“Fine. I’m leaving. I thought you were nicer.”“I am nice. I’m letting you leave aren’t I? I’ll call you.”“Please, don’t.”I stormed out of the living room, putting on my shoes as fast as I could and ran out the door. My shoe laces were undone but I didn’t care. I was too pissed to care.“Fucker…” I'm here with my update!! I've had a major writer block and I don't even know why... So I decided to spend some time away from writting and clear my head. I know it's a small update, but it's here. I hope my creativity doesn't dissapoint me again. I don't want to dissapoit you guys, of course. Oh by the way, Minho and Onew's relacionship is kind of a hate-love thingy so... don't lose hope on them xDPeace&Love