Stuck With You - Minsung

Chapter 18 - Invite

For the hundredth time, my mother cuts me off, "W-what about Christmas!" She enthusiastically suggests.

"Christmas?" Minho tilts his head.

The holiday break was on its way. Honestly I had thought much about it since I was more worried about midterms that occur right before.

"Do you have any plans to come home for the holidays?" My mother continues.

I already know where this is going.

But Minho somehow surprises me again.

"W-well actually... I was probably going to stay at the dorms."

There's a moment of silence that follows. Both me and my mother thinking the same thing.

Why was this rich and handsome boy staying in a dorm instead of with his family for the holidays? I know he lives a few hours away but he could probably book a private jet if he wanted, people at this school were rich rich.

I suddenly remember the day he came back after being gone for a week. I remember the pain in his eyes, his bleeding lip and many bruises scattered on him.

I almost shudder at the thought.

Didn't he go home for that week?

Maybe there's something happening behind the scenes.

"You welcome to stay with us for the holidays! You'll be familiar with the area! Plus you sungie can stay close." My mother exclaims with a bright and oblivious smile.

I was about to protest the idea before Minhos eyes light up.

"C-can I really!"

"Of course sweetheart." My mother also sees the light in his eyes. Minho rarely shows emotion on his face but it was clear he was overjoyed right now.

"Thank you so much Ms. Han!!" He smiles so bright that his eyes were almost closed.

I don't say anything after that. I suddenly lose the urge to go against my mothers suggestion.

He looks really... happy.

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The next morning I was in a great mood.

Maybe it was a mix of finally knowing what to do with my art final, and the excitement that I would be going somewhere for the holidays.

Jisungs house.

Was this crossing the line?

I'm not good at reading the room.

Social ques are not my best suit.

But I've never been offered something like that.

I guess I thought I had everything in my rich life, maybe excitement was something I lacked.

So I cheerfully get ready and make some breakfast, leaving some behind for Jisung who I assume started later today because he was still asleep.

Surprised by how quick I had gotten ready, I arrive in the art room at record time. Happy to see a smiling Chan in the seat next to mine.

I put my stuff down and get settled, looking a Chan with a smug smile. "Sooo... how did it go with... you know?"

Chan stay silent for a moment before collapsing onto my shoulder, his redface buried into my shoulder. "It was a dream."

I chuckle at his condition, bro was head over heels literally. Jeongin didn't even know that this boy would do anything for him. Maybe I should make a show about this or something.