My Ex Is My Bestfriend

Minho...

I swallowed. Ethan also sat up, seemingly disturbed from the intrusion.

Okay Cassidy, take a deep breath. Relax. Show that you're not guilty. Go on you can do this.

I walked towards Minho. I hesitated a bit, because what if he saw that accidental kiss. No no. I hope he didn't.

I was stopped midway by Minho's chilly voice, "Who is he?"

I swallowed down a lot of my saliva. Okay calm down Cassidy. Ethan's a friend, Ethan's a friend.

"Uh, he's Ethan, my bestfriend." What Cassidy?!

Minho didn't miss a beat. "What is he doing here."

"Crashing in," Ethan answered. Fck.

Minho didn't even glance at him, and just stared at me.

"Uh, he just came in here drunk. We were both Layla's close friends so I think he's seeking someone who's in the same situation to share the pain in his drunken thoughts."

"You say he's your bestfriend? Why didn't you tell me about him?"

"Bestfriend?" Ethan asked. I glared at him, hoping that he'd get my looks. "I'm her-" and he raised his arms and plopped back down the couch.

I swear, I'm gonna kill this guy.

"See? He's drunk. He doesn't know what he's doing."

"Answer me Cassidy."

Oh no.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. It's just, I'm afraid that you'd get mad at me if I have a guy bestfriend." I looked down. I really am afraid, but not because he's a guy bestfriend but because he is my ex and we are doing things friends shouldn't even do.

The tension in Minho's body eased a bit. He slowly approached me.

He held my face and softly said, "Cassidy, I thought I'm gonna lose you. It hurts."

I looked up and hugged him. "Minho, I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry. I should've told you sooner. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

He rubbed my back and kissed the top of my head. "Ssssshhh it's okay. You know how much I love you, I won't get mad at you forever."

"I love you too." And I tiptoed and placed a light kiss on his lips.

"Did you lock the door?"

"Yes."

"Let's go sleep."

He followed me towards the bedroom. I told him I'd leave my door open so that Ethan won't feel alone.

When we were lying down, I asked Minho, "Why are you here? I thought you're busy."

"I made time. I left my work, since our client has an event. And I can't bear hearing you cry. I wanted to hug you and be here for you."

I hugged him tight. God how did I deserve a Minho?

"But, Silver City is far. How did you arrive here so quickly?"

"Well, I used our helicopter."

My eyes widened in awe. "You know how to fly one?"

"Sort of. The company requires us to know, in cases of pilot emergency."

"Well baby, you have to bring me to the sky theses days!"

"Why not do it later, after your work?"

"Really? You won't be going home by then?"

"No. I'd stay with you until 7. At least that's what I promised to my team."

"Yeeeeeeeey!"

And then his eyes trailed to our elephant in the room. Ethan.

"Don't worry. He won't be staying here. He's going to be there at Layla's wake."

"If he comes back later tonight, you go sleep at my place. Okay?"

"Yiiieeee you're jealous!"

"Of course I am! Even if he's your bestfriend, he's still a man! I know how men think. And I hate the way he looks at you."

"How does he look at me?" I wanted to know from other person's perspective because I always associate his way of looking at me as the same for everyone.

"It's as if he wants you to be with him, only. And I hate that. I hate that so much."

And then he kissed me on the lips. His kisses were a little aggressive, a sure sign that he's upset. And it echoes claiming. He's claiming me for himself.

"You're mine." And his words turned me on. I kissed him passionately and he didn't back down.

Minho chuckled. "Sssshhh. We have a roommate."

I pouted. "Okay. Let's just sleep. And I'm glad you're here with me Minho. Thank you."

He smiled. "Okay. Stop talking. Let's sleep."

And he kissed me one last time on the lips. "Goodnight baby."

"Goodnight."

And I hope tomorrow, it's still going to be good.

Before my mind succ.u.mbed to my dreams, I was invaded with just one thought - I wonder when this lie comes to an end.

****

I watched Cassidy sleep. I am afraid of what this means. I am afraid that I might lose her.

"Cassidy, I hope he's only a bestfriend."