Bonding and Crushing (1/1)

Two weeks passed, and they still had not heard anything from the man who killed Mr. Lee. Taehee honestly did not think they would find the man who murdered his father, and he was beginning to not care about it. That fact that someone had taken his father’s life and wanted to kill them also didn’t matter anymore. It wouldn’t change anything. He had found his brother, and he couldn’t help but remember how much his father had spoken about Minho. He would have been so excited. The fact that his father would not get the chance was hitting him hard now, but he still could not find a way to show his brother that he really cared.  They had been sending one of the teams out every day, but no one had explained anything to Minho. He had decided to move to the compound, so he would be close to his brother. He had also become closer to Karam, as they had been around one another almost every day.  Karam approached Minho. “Hey, would you like to go spar? It would be fun, and you can learn how…”  Minho laughed softly. “You can teach me, huh? I can’t wait.” Karam smiled. “Yeah…I can teach you. Let’s go.” They walked over to one of the trucks, where Karam slipped into the passenger seat. He smiled at Minho again. “You can drive.” Minho stared at the ground for a moment. He wasn’t sure if Karam realized how sexy he sounded. “Sure. I’ll drive…chingu.” Karam was quiet for a moment then turned on the radio. He needed some music. He smiled at Minho. “When we get to the road, turn left, okay?”  Minho grinned at him. “Okay.” They started out, driving for about five miles. Karam tried to make small talk, but they ended up mostly listening to music. When they got to a fenced off sandlot, Karam smiled. Minho, on the other hand, looked confused. “Where are we?”  Karam laughed. “Your sandy hell, where I will teach you a lesson.” He left Minho staring at him, confused, and grabbed some boxing gloves. “Come on!” Minho shook his head. Karam’s energy seemed to be endless. He got out of the truck, and Karam showed him how the stance he needed to take. “Just follow my lead, okay?” Karam meant to insinuate with the comment.  They began sparring, and Minho caught on very quickly. Karam showed him all the moves they usually used for training, blocking most of the fake punches and kicks. Minho was doing a good job of holding his own, but Karam thought he was still better.  About halfway through their sparring session, Minho stuck his leg behind Karam’s left leg. Karam could not catch himself as he lost his balance. Minho made sure he did not fall all the way to the ground, catching him on his way down. He followed Karam down to the sand, landing on top of him. With an evil grin