"I better go...Minhyuk might be looking for me"

I reached out for the door.

One more minute with him will not be good.

Suddenly I was pulled into a back hug.

His chest against my back.

Just like those old times.

But, it's not the same.

This is not my place.

"Stay" he whispered as he holds me tighter.

I didn't move.

The tears are creeping in.

I am going to give in.

"Let's talk. Please," he was begging yet still holding me tightly.

"We have nothing to talk about, Moonbin. That's the thing" I said hoping my fears are not showing.

"You know what I mean," he said as he buried his face in my hair.

"Moonbin. Stop!" I said pushing him away.

"It's over. I can't do this anymore. Same thing over and over. I was over it. Wait-no I wasn't. You know why because it hunts me. Every day I think about it and regret it. It's always the same. She gets hurt but I cry. Why?" I shouted.

I know he is staring at me with those eyes.

I know that my tears are flowing now. I covered my face with my hands.

I know that he is heading toward me.

I know that he is going to pull me in for a hug.

But, I don't need him.

I need....Minhyuk...

"Minhyuk..." I mumbled.

"Do you like him?"

"What?!" I yelled.

Me? Like Minhyuk. Does that even make sense?

I mean...Minhyuk is someone special.

He is nice, caring, fun to be with.

Sometimes he can be cocky, jerk and over-protected.

But I like that.

Does that mean I like him?

But what does he think about me?