Newt breathes in the cold November air as he stands on Minho's doorstep. Their doorstep. He gathers up the courage to go inside and face his house mates. He needs to get Minho alone. He takes a step inside and closes the door.

When Newt walks into the kitchen he sees Teresa at the counter drinking tea as she watches Thomas and Minho do the time warp. Sometimes he wonders how came to live with them. Thomas jumps to the left a bit to far and crashes into the refrigerator. "Okay shanks, calm the bloody hell down." Teresa try's not to laugh into her mug at Thomas who just kind of looks at the refriderator while cradling his arm. Minho just flat out laughs. Pretty soon they all are laughing. When it all dies down Newt as Minho if he can talk to him for a minute. It takes some effor not to show he is freaking out. Minho nods and follows Newt well out of earshot.

Newt awkwardly looks at his feet. "Dude what's up." Newt head snaps up and he looks at Minho. "Um nothing. Uh..." Minho raises an eyebrow at him. "C'mon. You can trust me." He takes a deep breath. Well. Here goes nothing. "I like you Minho."

"I like you too ya slinthead." Minho cracks a smile.

"No, Minho. I like you."

His smile slowly fades as does Newt's confidence. "Well. Um. Okay." Minho only says those words just to break the silence. "Are you mad at me?"

"No, never."

"If you want to move out it's okay I get it. Or same thing if you want me to move out too."

"Newt, no."

"I could just avoid you if you want. Make it seem like I'm not here."

"Newt-"

"Or I could just do all the chores. I could do anything to make up for the akwardness this causes or-"

"Newt." The lanky Brit brigs his eyes back up from the floor. "I..." He sputters back before he turns to walk swiftly away. Minho catches his arm. Newt feels something come over him. He turns and in one fluid motion he closes the space between them and kisses Minho on the lips. Is was hard but gentle at the same time. Newt immediately pulls away and his eyes cloud with fear. "I- I- I'm sorry." He turns and walks as fast as he can out the front door.

Great. That was bloody brilliant newt. Where are you going to go now. Newt opens the door to his car, gets in, and pulls out. Well where the bloody shuck am I going to go now. I just stormed out of my own house. As he drives in no certain direction but away, a though occurs to him. He heads for Alby's place.