Genre: kinda angsty, suggestive, mentions of hookups, fluffy(?)
Pairing: female reader x Park Minhyuk (Astro Rocky)
Knock, knock, knock. My heart was searching for you.
“Hi, Minhyuk.” His name falls off your lips for the first time in a while, as if you didn’t cry for the past couple of night, thinking about this name while lying next to someone else, wrapped in another’s arms.
-“Oh.” Was all he said, nothing but this and widens eyes for a second he sees you. His house has your favorite scent, his.
“Can I come in?” You felt being rude with that question because it was you who left, not without a reason but probably a stupid one, that was made up, not to your mind at least.
-“Can I ever say no to you?” He answered with a question. You both felt betrayed. It’s like you stabbed his heart and now you’re coming back to sleep because you got sick of that guy you’ve been sleeping with.
“Hyuk...” the latest nickname you gave him before you left leaves your lips, almost as a whisper and you put down your bags on the floor, not even making it to the couch. -“Uh?” He looks at you, Is he hurt? Is he mad? Is he happy that I’m here? “I miss you.” You immediately say, not that you didn’t mean it, you did with every cell of your body, but it felt different, he felt new to you.
-“I guess you wouldn’t come back if you didn’t.” He answers directly, not saying it back, yet.
“Please understand me. I’m not here because I have nowhere to come back to, I left because I wanted to, not because he kicked me out. I’m here because my heart is too broken to keep dealing with nights with men that are not you, not even close to be you.” Tears filled your eyes and streamed down your cheeks while you poured your heart.
“I know I’m disgusting. You should hate me by now, but I fucking miss you. Every little thing reminds me of you and I spent days and night crying after he falls asleep.” You felt like the tears are choking you, you’re not even taking any step closer to him since you think you don’t deserve it, to beg for forgiveness. “I’m not gonna stay if you don’t want me, but we promised to each other one thing that I will never forget. You said you will always be there for me when I need to. So now it is time, I need you to be here for me, even as my best friend.”
You were always putting your friendship first, he’s your soulmate before he’s your lover.
“I’m so fucking broken because of you! I wanted to get revenge on you with these empty headed men!” This time Minhyuk comes closer to you, he has the biggest heart a human can have so he couldn’t see you this way, little did you know he never stopped loving you as well.
-“Y/n...” he whispers your name, taking off the tough guy mask he wore, the indifferent side of him left the moment you mentioned your friendship.
You melt into his light muscular arms, hugging his figure as if your life depended on it, watering his folded sleeved T-shirt with your tears. -“You smell like alcohol, is that his shirt?” He knows you don’t drink, you both never liked that bitter taste and smell of beer bottles, but you just smell like stronger alcoholic drink right now.
You nod against his chest, tears are coming in touch with the fabric on his beating heart and dry off your face.
The shiver you felt striking you like a lightning made you realize his hands went under your shirt, not too high, just to meet your bare skin underneath. “Are you mad at me? I-I couldn’t even- wash my clothes, that’s why I’m wearing h-“ his thumbs draw little circles right above your jeans, making you sigh in relief and he cuts you off with a soft kiss, too comforting to be needy.
-“I wouldn’t be mad at you even if you’d ever try to kill me.” He pulls away to say, leaving you wanting the taste of his lips for another 2 hours. At least.
“I don’t deserve you back.” You whisper as a single tear leaves your eye again, falling too quickly to the bottom of your jaw. -“You prefer coming back to the empty headed men tonight?” The use of this phrase from his side made you laugh.
“You’re right, and it’s not that you’ve been that loyal to me lately... never min-“ You sarcastically say, though you weren’t lying, it all started for that reason.
His lips come in contact with yours again, faster than you can even realize. It was precious, after all the pain you both been going through, it was pure, and full of that feeling you almost forgot but always got reminded of when flashbacks hit you; love. He held your flesh like you were about to fall off a cliff when he pushed you slowly against the wall while his hands made your body forget that stinky shirt and took it off of you at the speed of light.
The kiss became hungrier, yet, full of love. He reminded you. He loved you with every taste of his lips on yours, moving rhythmically as your hands traveled up to hold onto his neck, it was softer than you remembered.
You tried to forget him every night, using another guy’s help.
Did it help you forget him? Absolutely not.
It was emotionless, could never be close to half of Minhyuk’s magic on your body and heart.
Goodness, how you missed the feeling of being caged in his loving arms.
He got tired of your lips for the next couple minutes, starting to kiss the way down to your jaw, taking his time on your already bruised neck, he could notice it and couldn’t help but getting a bit jealous. She really did it with someone else. He thought, it only hit him now. He was mad at himself, how could he let her go like that?
Minhyuk knew that hookup wasn’t as gentle as him with you. He knew you wouldn’t run away with your heart bruised to try something soft and gentle when you had it at home. But he also could tell by looking at your colored neck.
Panting slightly heavy from the needy kiss you just shared, you tilt your head to the side which gave him more space to conquer.
He goes slow for a second which makes you wonder why, and he takes a look at you, like you were new to him. His finger coming up to your bruised neck, swiping softly over any of the hickeys, and compassion is suddenly seen on his face, his brows are furrowed.
“Minhyuk...” his name escapes from your lips as you wanted him to keep kissing you, but he was feeling so badly about letting you go what made you give your body to somebody who’s not him. -“I’m so sorry...” he gently caressed the biggest purple bruise on the side of your neck, which made you jump a little when he touched it, it aches in some way you couldn’t explain.
You grab both his hands and speak up, “I didn’t even feel it when he was all over me, I feel it now.”
-“How could you not- you’re so bruised oh my god.” You we’re having a conversation as if you didn’t start something 2 minutes ago.
“Exactly, I was so bruised I thought about you all this time, you’d never go so harsh on me.” With that, he realizes you imagined him all this time.
-“I love you so much.” He says at once, his eyes are glittering as he cups your face once again and kisses you, both melting into each other from the start. Your hands grip his shirt, pulling him closer to your body until you can feel his abs through the fabric of his shirt.
“I love you, Minhyuk.” You say when he leaves your lips again to kiss your neck, placing a small, soft as a cotton kiss on every rough mark on your flesh, as if healing them one by one.
That sentence you just said, sent shivers to both you and hun down the spine, oh how you missed letting him know that, and saying that yourself.
Not even once in your life together, he had let you feel uncomfortable. He used to make you feel always loved and not as if you were just his toy he played with.
Your hands that kept playing their fingers on his neck and to the back of his head, slightly pulling onto his long hair whenever he presses his lips a bit too harsh against your sensitive flesh. His were all over your bare skin, drawing hearts with his thumbs on your stomach, lightly tickling you, while the rest of his fingers gripped softly around your waist, holding you still.
The stronger he was as a person, the softer he became when he touched you.
You threw your head back on the wall, resting it comfortably as your hands traveled to the hem of his shirt which was tucked into his black jeans until you came and untucked it, slowly making its way up and off of his body.
Finally, you missed this sight. You missed it because it makes your stomach invent new species of butterflies when you see it, unlike the other men that were just ‘shirtless’ for you. He is different. Everything about him is different.
You bite your bottom lip as you look at him with full admiration. “Fuck,” a curse falls off your lips. “I missed you so much.” As if you just realized it. A giggle leaves his plump tasty lips as a response. -“You’ve always been beautiful, but somehow you became even more beautiful now.” He says in between kisses while his hands make their way to your back to find the hook of your bra, you arch your back slightly to let him and he unhooks it.
“Baby...” a low voice leaves the back of your throat as he does and he kisses all the way from your neck down to your shoulders. It was pure, the sounds of every little kiss made you whisper love words in his ears and minhyuk lifts you up and leads you to your shared bedroom.
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