My Cold Prince's
8

Minjoo and Junho just got off the bus. It was still necessary to walk again for a few meters to arrive at Minjoo's house.

Minjoo held back his footsteps.

"But Junho, aren't you tired??. You can get me enough up here." Minjoo.

It felt that the distance between Minjoo and Junho's house was indeed quite far even though they were in the same direction. Minjoo so hesitated to Junho for bothering him to that extent. Not to mention going home. Surely Junho will reach his house at night if he takes Minjoo home.

"Where to your house?"  Junho asked with his trademark flat face.

Minjoo pointed to a street in front of him.

"Straight here, then there's the left fork. Simple house with brown paint and black fence. That's my house."

Junho did not respond much, only that he walked in the direction that Minjoo had explained.

Minjoo hissed, then just walked following Junho behind.

Bukk..

Minjoo had his head shaped by Junho's sturdy back as he walked down and did not see that Junho had suddenly stopped.

Minjoo held onto his slightly aching forehead, while Junho turned around.

"I'm sorry." said Minjoo.

Minjoo looked up, and instantly the eyes of the two of them met.

"Why did it suddenly stop?" Minjoo asked, nodding confusedly.

Junho did not respond and just stared at him fixedly.

Minjoo's body was trembling now. Minjoo nervous. Minjoo was like this every time Junho looked at him.

Minjoo looked at Junho questioningly. Trying to guess what the tall guy wanted to say, but to no avail.

Junho held Minjoo's hand and Minjoo was shocked instead of playing. Minjoo could not take it off because Junho was holding it strong enough.

"Walk next to me!" Declared.

Minjoo seemed hesitant, but he obeyed what Junho said.

Walking beside Junho with his hand held tightly like now, it felt like a dream in the middle of the room for Minjoo. He glanced at Junho who was looking straight ahead. A look at Minjoo's smile then expands.

It's surreal. Not dreams. It felt like Minjoo still could not believe that this was really real. But it's true for real.

Minjoo is getting nervous now. Even his body started to break out in cold sweat. Minjoo felt his hands begin to sweat. Either Junho felt it or not.

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They both arrive at a minimalist brown-painted house and a black gate. Exactly as mentioned by Minjoo before.

"here?" Ask Junho.

Minjoo nodded slowly.

"Yes. This is my house."

A middle-aged woman who was in front of the house then headed to the gate to approach the two of them. The middle-aged woman was his mother Minjoo.

Junho hurriedly let go of Minjoo's hand as Mama Minjoo started walking over.

Minjoo cleared his throat, then gave a space between himself and Junho.

"Have you come home?"

Minjoo.

Mama Minjoo's gaze was spontaneously sidetracked at the handsome man standing beside her son.

Junho gave his greetings to Mama Minjoo and Mama Minjoo replied with a wide smile.

"Who is Minjoo?" mama Minjoo asked, glancing at Junho at a glance.

Minjoo was about to explain to his mother. But he had not spoken yet, Junho had already introduced himself first.

"My name is Junho. I'm Minjoo's best friend."

Mama Minjoo nodded in understanding.

"So Minjoo there's group work at Junho's house. With other friends too. That's why he's late." Minjoo.

Mama Minjoo smiled. He could have guessed that, even though Minjoo did not explain it to him.

"My aunt excuse me for going home first." Junho.

"Don't stop by first?" Mama Minjoo.

Junho.

"Fear of the night." Answer's short.

"I'm sorry." Imbuh Junho, shaking hands with Mama Minjoo's hands.

"Be careful on the road!" Mama Minjoo said, saying.

Junho nodded slowly.

Junho turned to Minjoo at a glance while smiling faintly, then left Minjoo and his mother.

Minjoo looked at Junho who was progressively walking further and further, then blurred out of his sight and disappeared.

Minjoo. Smiling knot.

Mama Minjoo who was still beside Minjoo could only shake her head when she saw her son unceasingly staring at Junho who was even gone.

Ehemm..

Mama Minjoo cleared her throat quite hard and made Minjoo flinch.

"When do you want to see it?. Not going in?. Do you want to stay here until night?."

Minjoo suddenly clumsy.

"Oh ma.. yuk in!"

Minjoo hurriedly entered the house. Even leaving her mother now. It seems that the child is being misbehaved because it was discovered again kasmaran.

"Mama's son is already big. It can be love now." muttered Mama Minjoo, chuckling as she closed the gate and went into her house.

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