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thominho-incorrectquotes · 3 years

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I’ll never leave you alone

This is my entry for Thominho Week 2021, Day 7 “ Trauma exploration/Vulnerability ”

Characters: Thomas x Minho

2961 words

Tags: Trauma, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Post-Canon, Canon Compliant, Established Relationship

Summary: When Aris gets hurt under Minho's watch, the young leader shuts himself from everybody, including his boyfriend, Thomas, who just wants to help him.

Note: This is the last one! I had so much fun doing this, once again, and I can't wait for the next one!

You can also read it on AO3 and ff.net

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Minho had gone into the forest with a small group of people. There were supposed to gather stuff and comeback in the evenings.

Thomas was missing his boyfriend already. He hated whenever they were away from each other, even for few hours. However, he wasn't expecting to see him comeback early with an injured Aris on his back.

He immediately ran towards them.

"What happened?" he asked hastily, worry thick in his voice.

"I have to get him to the medjacks" Minho simply said, barely sparing a glance at Thomas.

"Let me help you-"

"No."

He continued way, passing by the brunet. Thomas felt like he had been shot again, this time directly in his heart. Minho had never talked to him like that. Never looked at him with such dark eyes.

Aris looked almost dead. His right leg was twisted in a weird angle and his body was hanging limp on the leader's back. Thomas didn't who was more worrying. Minho or Aris.

He followed to the medjacks' hut, hoping he would get more information there, all the while ignoring the pain in his heart.

Once there, it was confirmed Aris's leg was broken. Minho briefly explained that when they were walking pass the edge of a hill, the boy tripped and felt down. The young leader told the others to continue while he brought Aris back to Paradise.

The medjacks concluded he had no other injuries, fortunately, and was not numb from a head injury but most likely from pain. That was a relief for everyone.

For everyone except Minho who still had a dark expression on his face, as if Aris was going to die. Which was weird since he never liked the kid. He left shortly after, Thomas in his footsteps.

"Min, talk to me, are you okay?" he tried. No respond.

"Min, please… what's wrong?" Still no reply.

Taking his arm to force his boyfriend to look at him, he tried once more "Minho, babe, plea-"

"Leave me alone."

Thomas widened his eyes in shock as another bullet in his heart was shot. "Min-"

"Leave me alone, Thomas!" he repeated, louder.

"But-"

"No!" Anger could be seen in his eyes. That wasn't the first time Thomas saw Minho mad, but it had never been directed towards him. Never. It broke his heart. "Leave me the shuck alone!"

Storming off, he left a sad and confused Thomas outside the hut who was too stunt to go and follow him again.

Silent tears left his eyes. What could have happened to make his boyfriend like this? He was worried sick and hurt from being rejected. This was so unlike the man he loved. Something was wrong.

He ran to their shared cabin, where he was sure to find the young man.

But once there, the small home was empty. Maybe he was on their spot on the beach? He loved going there. But he wasn't going towards the beach when he left. So where was Minho?!

He ran back to the center of their little town, looking for one of his friends. Gally was with the group that went in the forest, so he wasn't there. Maybe Frypan? He went to the communal kitchen and sighed in relief when he saw him.

"Frypan! Have you seen where Minho went?" he asked hastily before the young man could even say a word.

"Minho? He's back?"

Shuck, not Frypan then.

He ran once again when he spotted Brenda and asked her the same question.

"I think I saw him going to one of those empty cabin we've just finished" he said. "Is there something wrong, he shouldn't be back so soo-"

"I know, Aris was injured so he brought him back, but Minho's not okay, I know that, and he doesn't want me, and-"

"Stop, stop Thomas you're panicking. I'm sure Minho's fine. Let's find him okay?"

He nodded, wiping the tears that felt during his rambling.

He let Brenda lead the way, trying to calm himself down and ease the pain in his chest. They arrived in front of a cabin that was inhabited, but still looked like any other they've built over the past year.

As the young women stayed back, knowing it was probably better to let Thomas and Minho alone, the brunet knocked on the door.

"Min? You there?"

No answers.

"Min? It's Thomas, if you're there, please talk to me…"

He went to open the door, but something was blocking it. So Minho was indeed there. More tears started falling. His boyfriend was really rejecting him and he had no idea why.

"Babe, please, open the door. There's something wro-"

"GO AWAY!" a voice screamed. Minho.

"No, I'm not go-"

"SHUCK OFF, THOMAS, LEAVE ME ALONE!"

The boy stumbled back as he was once again hit by pain. "Min-"

"It's no use Thomas" Brenda intervened. "He needs to be alone now, okay? We should respect that."

But Thomas only stared at the house, he couldn't leave it.

"Come on Thomas, let's go back-"

"I'm staying" he told her. He sat next to the door, wiping away the tears. Minho would have to come out eventually and Thomas was willing to wait. He would wait forever for his boyfriend.

Brenda sighed and went back with the others, knowing it was futile to argue with the stubborn boy.

Thomas waited. For hours. The sun was declining, showing the day was soon coming to an end. Frypan came, bringing two plates of food.

"Thanks Fry" Thomas said, taking the plates. It smelled good and his stomach grumbled in agreement.

"Still there?" the other man asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yeah…"

"You should leav-"

"No. Thanks for the food."

He went back to the cabin, cutting off any discussion. He couldn't leave Minho alone. His boyfriend was hurting, for an unknown reason. He was also hurting from this situation and the only way to comfort him was to be as close as possible to his lover. Even if there was a wall between them.

He put one of the plates in front of the door before knocking on it. "Minho, there is food for you."

He was meet with silence. Sighing, he sat down again and ate his food in silence.

It's only later, when Minho's plate of food was stone cold, that another head appeared. Gally. The group was back.

The blond had a weird expression on his face. Something between confusion, sadness and concern. And for one second, Thomas imagined the worst.

"Is Aris-" he said.

"Aris is fine. He will be." Gally interrupted him. "I'm more concern about him" he added, pointing at the house.

Oh. Gally, worried about Minho? That was first. And very concerning. The dislike the two young men had for each other was known by everyone in Paradise. Even if Gally and Thomas have become friends, Minho still hold grudges against the ex-Keeper.

"Come with me" the young man said, "we need to talk about what happened back there."

As much as Thomas didn't want to leave Minho, the urge to know how things has led to this took over him and he followed his friend.

Once they were far enough, Gally explained.

"It was weird. We were all worried when Aris felt down and didn't move, but Minho was panicking, and we both know how he feels about the shank." Thomas nodded; his boyfriend didn't like the boy. "He was on his side in few seconds" Gally continued. "And when we said two should bring him back, he dismissed everyone and went on his own, carrying the boy on his back."

Minho being protective wasn't unusual. But Minho being protective over someone else then Thomas was.

"I-I don't know what to think about it…"

"Me neither" Gally sighed. "But whatever it is, I'm sure there is something deeper than just Minho taking care of a friend."

The brunet bit his lips to stop them from shaking. This was the worst. He hoped the blond man would know more than that.

"Well. Thanks for telling me."

As he was going back towards the cabin, he was stopped by Gally.

"You should go sleep Greenie."

"Not until Minh-"

"He's not gonna leave this house today, Greenie. Try again tomorrow, maybe he'll be in a better mind."

"No, I-" he tried to argue before getting interrupted by Gally again.

"Don't make me force you…"

"Okay, okay, I'll go to sleep" he gave up. If there was someone more stubborn then Thomas, it was Gally. "But I… I'll go say goodnight to him… at least."

"I guess I can't stop you" he sadly smiled.

Without other words, the brunet went back to where his boyfriend was, knocking once again on the door.

"Hey Min, it's me. I, huh… I just wanted to say goodnight… I'll go sleep now. The door is open if you… if you wanna come back…"

Silence. Thomas was getting frustrated. But he still went to the cabin he shared with Minho and, with great difficulties since his lover wasn't by his side, he felt asleep.

…

The next day, he went to give Minho his breakfast and as a repeat of last night, he was met with silence and the young man didn't opened the door to get his food. If Minho was going to starve himself, there was obviously something wrong and worry clouded his mind.

It didn't get better. He went to give him his lunch later on. He still didn't eat it. Still no sound from him. Thomas would have thought his boyfriend was dead if the water bottle he left for him hadn't been taken.

At least he was staying hydrated.

Before going back to their home for the night, Thomas sat down next to the door. He told Minho what he did that day, what happened, like they always did… before…

He needed it. He needed to still feel their connection. He left after wishing him a good night.

It was the same thing for two more days. In which Minho only took a meal.

Everyone was worried. It wasn't unnatural to see people having mental break downs from time to time in Paradise as pretty much everyone had trauma, but having one of their leaders, Minho none the less, who was always so reliable, felt so out of place. And everyone could see how it took a toll on Thomas.

The boy had dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep and didn't smile at all, even if he never was one to smile a lot. But his reason to be happy, the one person would could make him laugh wasn't there. A hole was in his chest. He needed his boyfriend, his best friend, so much.

He was back again at night, another water bottle in hand that he let at the usual place, and talked about his day.

"Aris is doing better" he then told. "They put his leg back into place and put a cast to stop it from moving. The pain is still intense, he told me, but at least he's conscious and eats well. The medjacks say that he's gonna heal pretty fast."

He thought some information about Aris would maybe make Minho better, but to no avail.

He continued talking, rambling even. He just wanted to hear his boyfriend's voice.

"I miss you Min. I miss you so much" he said. "I want to hold you. I wanna hear your laugh. I wish I could hear another one of your jokes. I wish I could kiss you…"

"I miss you Minho…

Silence.

"The door is still open for you… Goodnight Minho…"

He stood up and left. Another night alone.

…

Next morning, Thomas was on the beach. He didn't feel like going to Minho. He felt betrayed. All this time, all they've done for each other… all for nothing apparently.

He didn't want to be mad at his best friend. He probably had a good reasons. But he was rejecting him and he couldn't help but feel hurt.

He had barely slept. Not more than two hours. Nightmares had drowned him during the nights and Minho wasn't there to make it better. He wasn't hungry and was such in a bad mood, he knew he couldn't see anyone without putting his frustrations on them.

The sun was getting higher when he heard footsteps in the sand behind him.

He turned, expecting Brenda to come get him.

But what he saw made his stomach flip in a way that was unreal.

It was Minho!

Completely forgetting all the frustrations he had, he ran towards his boyfriend, latching at him, knocking them both into the sand. Now that he had him, he wasn't going to let him go.

Wrapping his arms around the smaller frame of his lover, Minho let out a breath he seemed to have held for days. "Oh shuck, this feels so good" he mumbled, burying his face into Thomas's neck.

The brunet couldn't agree more. He felt whole again. He couldn't let go. All the pain was going away.

They stayed like that for what felt like hours. They needed this so much.

And even as they moved to see each other's face, their limps were intertwined, and their faces were still so close, their noses were almost touching. Thomas let himself drown in the dark orbs looking at him.

"I'm so sorry Thomas. So sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you away…" the young man finally said.

"What happened?" he asked softly.

"I-I'm… I'm just…" Minho struggled to answer. "I'm just a failure as a leader…"

"What!?" The surprised made Thomas sat up in the sand, quickly followed by the other boy.

"I am Thomas. I always let everyone down" he said, louder. "So many Gladers died because I failed to find an exit to the Maze. It was my job, Thomas. My job! And I failed! And in the Scorch, more died, and I lost you so many time, and I was the leader! I-"

"No, Minho, stop, it's not-"

"And then I failed to bring back Newt! Newt died because of me-"

"NO! I forbid you to say that! I killed Newt, you know that! Don't put that on your shoul-"

"You had to kill him because I failed to get him back, Thomas! It's my fault you had to shoot him! Don't you understand?!"

"No… No Minho…"

So that was what had been going through his boyfriend's mind for the past few days. If not months. Thomas understood how those feelings could be overwhelming. He experienced a lot of grieve and self-loathing during the first months in Paradise. But telling Minho the truth about Newt and having his Keeper beside him had helped a lot. The reason he managed every day, the reason he was doing better, was Minho.

He never suspected the boy had so much going on too. It shouldn't have been a surprise, after everything, but Minho was just always this strong leader, someone who could do anything, challenge anyone that it seemed impossible that he too could be hurting. He felt bad for not noticing it earlier.

"And Aris, this is my fault too. I should have made everyone take a different route. I should have known it was too dangerous-"

Thomas put hand on his lover's mouth to stop him. He stared at him with serious eyes.

"You have so much on your shoulders babe, you need to let go" he said. "No one is perfect. And let me tell you, you're the best leader I've ever seen."

Minho rolled his eyes.

"It's true! When you asked me if I wanted to be the leader in the Scorch, I didn't say no because I just didn't wanted to. I said no because I knew you were better than me. You always were. Of course you couldn't save everyone. Nobody could have. But without you, I know we wouldn't be there."

Minho relaxed. The brunet knew there was still a long way to go, that those things would take time to heal properly, but if he had at least appeased his boyfriend for now, it was a win.

"I'm sorry" he said. "When I saw Aris with his leg bend, everything just came back. Newt, with his broken leg, and how I failed to protect him. And everything escalated."

"I understand, it's normal" Thomas replied, caressing the tan cheek of his lover.

"And… I felt the need to punish myself for everything. Something in my head was telling me I wasn't worthy of love. And even if it was the last thing I wanted to do, I pushed you away, to punish myself…"

"Slinthead…"

Minho smiled sadly "I know. Yesterday, I realized I was also punishing you by doing this so… So I came back. I couldn't stand it anymore anyway…"

Thomas kissed him. He couldn't believe his boyfriend did that. That he was so broken inside. And yet, he was so strong. Despite all his insecurities, he never gave up. Thomas just wanted to give this man all the love he had inside him, because that was what Minho deserved.

He told him that; with every touches, with every nibbles to the boy's lips, with every moans. He just wanted Minho to know how much he loved him and how amazing he was.

"You're so strong Min, so strong" he said when they parted. "And I forbid you to do that again. If you ever feel the need to punish yourself, come to me, okay? In fact, always stay by my side."

Minho laughed "Okay babe, I'll do that."

They both smiled at that. Things weren't perfect. But it was going to be better, they were sure of that now.

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Hope you liked it and I'll see you with more fanfictions! They are still so many to come!

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thominho-incorrectquotes · 3 years

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I need you, always

This is my entry for Thominho Week 2020, Day 7 “Soulmate AU”

Characters: Thomas x Minho

2129 words

Tags: Canon compliant, post canon, Soulmate AU, fluff

Summary: Thomas never felt worst. Not even when he went against his own promise and told Minho what he did to Newt. Not even when he pulled the trigger… Okay, maybe not as much, but he was still feeling bad. Really bad.

Note: I'm so sorry, I was supposed to post this 2 days ago, but I got busy again. Also, this fic is kinda part 2 of this fic.

You can also read it on AO3 and ff.net

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Thomas never felt worst. Not even when he went against his own promise and told Minho what he did to Newt. Not even when he pulled the trigger… Okay, maybe not as much, but he was still feeling bad. Really bad.

He was sad, irritated and he had the feeling that his heart was missing, like it had been ripped out of his chest. And he didn’t understand why or where it came from.

Everything was fine in the Safe Haven. People were doing well. It was a peaceful life. So why did Thomas felt so bad?

He was seating by the beach, like he always did with Minho when they were done with their tasks for the day. When they arrived to the Safe Haven, the other immunes somehow wanted the two of them to be part of the small leader group. They said that they trusted them ever since they guided them out of the Maze and brought them there. Everyone had agree, even Gally. Given that Minho had a natural authority and Thomas was quite diplomatic, they worked well together. Of course, older immunes were also part of this team of leaders, like Jorge.

Right now, Minho was away with a small group of immunes for an exploration trip of few days. Thomas had wanted to go, but since he was one of the leaders, he had to stay. Now, the cabin he shared with the Asian felt empty. Lunch time felt dull, his best friend was not there to crack a joke. And he was alone to go to the beach. Thomas really missed the older boy. He had been gone for only few days and was supposed to be back soon, but he still missed him.

Lost in thoughts, he didn’t realized that Gally came and sat beside him. Turning to the taller boy, a bit irritated because it was his and Minho’s spot, but he still greeted him. It was weird to admit, but Gally became quite a good friend over time.

“How are you?” the blond asked.

“Fine.”

“Don’t lie to me Greenie.”

Thomas hated that nickname. But coming from Gally, it kind of felt nostalgic, so he never said anything when he called him that.

“You clearly aren’t yourself right now” he continued. “Not that you smile much anyway, but nowadays you’re just… depress.”

The brunet didn’t reply and instead stared at the ocean, a view he couldn’t never be tired of. What could he have said anyway? He knew that he hasn’t been the loveliest person lately.

“You miss him, don’t you?” It was more of a statement than a question. And Thomas knew exactly who Gally was referring to.

“How’d you know?”

“It’s pretty obvious shank” he laughed. “You two are always together.”

Thomas stayed silent. Once again, Gally was right, he just couldn’t go and deny it.

“You know, I have this theory...” the Builder began. “When I was in Denver, I heard something pretty interesting.”

“And what could it be” Thomas asked in a tone that indicated that he didn’t really care.

“It’s about soulmates.”

“Soulmates?” That was intriguing.

“Yeah, soulmates.” Gally was grinning, which did nothing good to his disfigured face. “Apparently, soulmates were a thing back then. It’s now more of a legend, because of the Flare and the many deaths it caused. But anyway, it says that people are bound to meet someone at some point in their lives and form a strong bond with them that will never break. It can be anyone. A friend, a sibling, a partner… Anyone.” Thomas was confused. “Why are you telling me all that?”

“I think you and Minho are soulmates” Gally answered.

A bomb was dropped. The brunet stood up in shock. He couldn’t believe his friend just said that.

“W-what? Have you lost your mind?!” he almost yelled.

“Let me explain” Gally sighed. He should have anticipated this reaction. “The thing is; from the moment the soulmates meet, they can’t be away from each other for too long or else they’ll start to feel miserable, lonely and depress. It apparently feels like your heart is not there anymore. Tell me it isn’t how you’re feeling right now.”

Thomas was speechless. He let himself he let himself fall back on the sand stunned. The taller boy was looking at him, deadpanned.

“But…” he tried, but was unable to form a sentence.

“Listen” Gally continued. “Back in the Glade, Minho had never really been close to someone. He was often alone, until you came. Sure, he got along with Newt and some other Gladers, but close? Like how close you two are? Never.”

Thomas was surprised to hear that. His best friend was such an amazing person in his mind, he just assumed that he could attract and befriend anyone. He was funny, smart, strong… and quite attractive.

But then he thought back of that night in the Pit, where the Asian boy told him that Thomas was the only one who could understand him. He remembered that connection he felt with the Keeper at that moment. They had slept together that night. It had felt so good to finally have someone he could count on.

He remembered how he felt when he got reunited with Minho after they had been apart during the trials. He remembered the joy and relief he felt. He remembered how having the older boy in his arms felt, how happy he felt to know that he was alive.

Okay, maybe Gally wasn’t that wrong.

“Is it real? This whole soulmate thing?” he asked.

“I don’t know, but if it is, I’m pretty sure that you and Minho are soulmates” Gally replied with a shrug. “And thinking about it, I think Alby and Newt also were soulmates. They were both so close.”

Thomas didn’t want to think about Newt. It still hurt so much, even after telling Minho. But he admitted that after Alby’s death, the blond boy never was the same.

“Okay, and what do I do with this new information?”

“That’s your problem” Gally mocked him. “It was just tiring seeing you so depress, I thought it could help you if you understood why you’re feeling like that.”

“Wow, thanks Gally, I never thought you could be so considerate” Thomas replied sarcastically.

“Minho’s really rubbing on you” the boy snickered. “You two are really made for each other.”

At that, the brunet blushed, but turned his head, not wanting the other to see his red face.

“You know that he still haven’t forgave me?” Gally informed.

“Forgive you for what?”

“For trying to kill you. For wanting to kill you.”

“Nonsense, he did” Thomas scoffed.

“No he hasn’t. He hates my guts. I can barely talk to the guy.”

“What? Really?”

“Yeah.” Gally grinned. “He really cares about you, you know? Never saw someone so protective…”

A million thoughts were running in Thomas’s mind. He was analyzing every moment, every details of his relationship with Minho. Every times the Keeper had been there to make sure he was safe. Every time he saved him.

He also came to the realization that ever since they first met, back in the Glade, he has wanted to be around the Keeper. His weird desire to become a runner must had come from that. At least, a part of it. He liked to be with the boy, having him all for himself. Their alone moments on the beach or on their cabins were times Thomas enjoyed the most.

His best friend was the most important person in his life. He knew that. But Gally just came and shook all his believes. Was it really more than that?

“Anyway, I have things to do” the Builder said as he stood up, shaking the sand that had gotten on him. “Have a nice evening.”

“You too…”

And like that, Gally left Thomas to his own thoughts.

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Two days had passed. Thomas was doing his usual tour, helping some people and making sure everything in the Safe Haven was doing well, when he heard someone yelling that the exploration team was back.

He never ran faster. And he had run a lot in his life!

He just needed to see Minho.

Over the past days, his discussion with Gally had kept him awake at night. He just couldn’t stop thinking about it. Was Minho really his soulmate?

However, right now, he just wanted to see him. He had missed Minho so much.

When he finally saw the massive built and perfect raven hair of this best friend, he stopped breathing. He was there.

Without having the time to process anything, his body rushed towards Minho. He almost knocked him over by hugging him as if his life depended on it. Immediately, he felt better. The hole in his chest was gone. The sadness he carried with him also disappeared. He just… he really had missed him so much.

Minho was also holding him tight, nuzzling into Thomas’s neck. He couldn’t let go of him. At some point, they ended up on the ground, still holding each other. The world around them was a blur. The only thing that mattered was finally being together.

They stayed like that, silent, for what felt like hours. It just felt so good.

“Oh damn” Minho finally said, letting out a breath he was holding. “I’m never going away without you again.”

He feels the same Thomas thought. He feels the same!

It was clear now. He loved Minho. He was in love with him. And they were soulmates, there was no denying anymore.

“Yeah, you better” he replied, his voice muffled by Minho’s neck.

“Come help us lover boys” said Frypan who came to help unpack. “You’ll have plenty of time to make out later.”

Both boys blushed.

“We weren’t-“

“Yeah, but you were about to. Now help us!”

They reluctantly separated, slightly embarrassed. But they were happy to have each other again.

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They went to their cabin not much later and as Minho was untying his shoes and went to lay on his bed, Thomas couldn’t help the warm feeling he felt over seeing his best friend back home. He realized that without him in their cabin, it haven’t felt like a home at all. It had been cold and empty. Now, it was warm and lively.

Once he got rid of his shoes, he saw Minho with arms open on his bed. Thomas immediately latched onto him. He missed their cuddling session too. He laid his head on the Keeper’s chest, his arms wrapped around his torso.

“Don’t ever leave me again. No for so long, it felt horrible” Thomas mumbled, drowning in all the feelings he felt about finally having his friend back.

“I promise.”

Minho was running his hand in the soft brown hair, making the boy almost purr. It wasn’t something abnormal for them to be like that. Ever since that night in the Pit, physical touch was a regular occurrence for them.

But something was bothering the brunet. He needed to tell him.

“You know…” Thomas began, breaking the silence. “Gally told me something weird.”

“And what is it?” The Asian had almost growled. Okay, so he really hated Gally…

“Well, it’s about soulmates…”

He then repeated what the Builder had told him. Every details. Minho was listening quietly, stroking the younger boy’s face with his thumb. He could feel the nervousness in Thomas voice.

When the Runner finished, his heart was beating faster than usual. There was still a slight chance that the older boy didn’t feel the same and doubted there were soulmates.

“That explains a lot” Minho however stated, to Thomas’s relief. “It was a bit weird for me, getting so attached to you, even after what you did for me back in the Maze. I guess it was why.”

“Yeah… it explains a lot…”

“Well… I’m happy my soulmate is the person I love.” It was said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Like something Thomas should have known for a long time.

“W-wait what?”

“What?”

“Y-you love m-me?”

Minho stared at him deadpanned.

“Yes, you dumb shank.”

“No… as in… in love with me?”

“Yes, you dumb shank” he repeated. “Really, after all this time you didn’t figure it out? I thought you were supposed to be bright.”

“But…”

“No, you’re dumb, just admit it” Minho laughed.

Thomas chuckled along. He never felt so happy. He was filled with joy that his feelings were reciprocated. He climbed on top of the other boy and grinned at him.

“Okay, I’m an idiot.” The Asian shook his head in agreement. “But I guess I’m your idiot.”

“Of course you are… Now come down and kiss me.”

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I hope you enjoyed this!

I personally really enjoyed this challenge! It had been a while since I wrote something in english, so just for that it was pretty challenging, but writing a fic everyday, coming up with ideas and just writing about my favorite ship was just really the best!

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