Like Fireworks - Lee Minho
pairing: lee minho x fem reader In which: your long time "friend" lee minho invites you for a new years party and gets jealous when you bring a date cws: smut, kissing, unprotected sex (p in v), fingering, teasing, fluff, nicknames (love & baby), idol au, basically minho gets jealous and fucks you over a bathroom sink (sorry im ovulating) w/c: 3k 18+ (MDNI)!!!
You and Minho had been friends for a very long time, best friends even, and so it wasn't a surprise when he invited you over for his yearly new years celebration.
"You have to come," he said over the phone, practically begging. "There will be lots of champagne and we can eat grapes under the table like usual."
You chuckle at the memory of last year's party, how you and minho shared grapes under the kitchen table at midnight until you subsequently threw them all up after getting yourself black-out drunk.
"I'm not sure..." you teased, adjusting your position on the couch. "I don't want to spend the whole night over the toilet again."
You heard him laugh, voice smooth and low. "Please," he said again. "I'm practically on my knees begging, it'll be no fun without you."
Your stomach fluttered at what he said about being on his knees. It was flirty, suggestive, something friends would never say to each other. But that was how you and minho spoke to each other, going back and forth with teasing and flirtations, brushing fingers constantly- physical touch that was never necessary -, and exchanging stares that sometimes lasted longer than they needed to. But that was how your relationship was, calling yourselves "friends" even though you knew it was always borderlining on something more.
"I'm just teasing, minho" you said. "Of course I'll be there."
You could practically hear him grinning over the phone. "Great," he said. "I'll save you some grapes." And he hung up.
You sighed, setting you phone on the couch. You were excited to see minho and all your friends, to have fun and celebrate the new year and the opportunities it would bring. But that thought always lingered in your head: being with minho held weight to it, a confusion and longing that would always be there even when you tried to ignore it. You knew you saw him as more of a friend, but never said anything for fear that he didn't feel the same way and thus what you had would be ruined.
That was why for the past few months, you had purposefully tried to distance yourself from him, you got a new job which moved you to a different area of the city, you got new friends, you had even got a boyfriend, a sweet guy who satisfied your needs adequately.
Well, maybe not all your needs.
That was why when minho called today, your stomach flipped, heart beat faster, as it always did when you were with him. Even after all these months you still felt a great excitement when you spoke to him, something the new people in your life, including your boyfriend, had never even come close to achieving.
Safe to say you were in a state of deep denial and confusion. So you squeezed your eyes shut and shoved all those thoughts and feelings down, focusing on how the party would just be a fun get together with minho and - you realized you never asked him if it was okay to bring a plus one.
It's probably fine, right? You were pretty sure he was already inviting lots of people, what was one more? and something about the thought of bringing your boyfriend up to minho made you nervous.
Because you hadn't told him - in fact he had no clue you had been currently dating someone for the past few months. But maybe some things are better left unsaid?
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For the next few days leading up to the party, you debated back and forth on what you would wear - you didn't want to admit it to yourself, but this was the first time you were seeing minho in a while and a part of you wanted to look your best for him.
To be honest, you felt a little guilty that you were thinking so much about minho even though you were dating someone else...but you just told yourself that your feelings for minho would subside eventually.
And besides, your boyfriend was amazing in every way. His name was keonho, and you had met at a coffee shop. He was sweet, caring, and attentive. Your relationship with him was perfect, should be perfect, but there was always minho....
On December 31st, you put on a silver miniskirt, black boots, and a sleek black top that hugged your waist and showed off your assets with a deep v-neckline...you couldn't help but feel confident as you looked in the mirror.
I'm outside, your phone buzzed with a text from keonho. Your stomach twisted with nerves as you typed back, coming.
You rode the elevator downstairs from your apartment, walked through the lobby and stepped inside your boyfriend's car, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "You ready?" he said, shifting the car into drive.
You nodded, looking out the window and chewing on your cheek. You waited for keonho to compliment your outfit that you had worked so hard to put together, but he was silent the rest of the drive....
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"Wow, this guy's house is nice," your boyfriend said, as he parked in front of minho's multi-story house that was on the more affluent edge of the city.
"Yep," you said, exiting the car. The house was already bustling with people, you could tell as faint music and chatter could be heard even from outside. Not to mention the countless cars parked along the street.
You couldn't shake the mix of nervousness and excitement that filled your body. As keonho rang the doorbell you smoothed down your hair and adjusted your bra.
The door swung open, revealing minho adorned in a black button down and slacks, he looked sleek and put together, like always. Upbeat music played loudly from behind him, and the house was dimly lit and decorated with streamers and banners. It was inviting and romantic, a perfect embodiment of minho himself.
"My favorite girl," he said smoothly, as his stare noticeably shifted down your body, taking everything in. He smiled, leaning in to kiss your cheek. He smelled like amber and vanilla, it was simple but sexy. "You look amazing, love."
You blushed as you bit your lip, trying to suppress a grin. Minho shifted to your side, tearing his eyes away from you and towards keonho. "Who is this? C'mon inside so we can do a proper introduction."
You all stepped inside the home, eager to get out of the cold. Minho closed the door and you took keonho's arm. "minho," you said, "This is my boyfriend, keonho."
Minho's smile faded and his brow twitched, for a split second something crossed his face but it was quickly wiped away with a placid expression.
"I know, i forgot to ask about plus ones..." you said, breaking the silence. You watched Minho's gaze as it flicked to keonho's arm on your waist.
But he smiled again, his agitation so sudden you almost missed it. "No, everyone is welcome. Welcome, man, enjoy." He said this last part to keonho, but he was staring directly at you, his gaze reading something that made your stomach curl. You suddenly felt guilty for not telling minho about your boyfriend.
"Enjoy yourselves," minho said, nodding. He slipped past you to go talk to someone who had called him over from the kitchen. As he did so, you felt his hand brush your waist, his touch so gentle that there was no doubt in your mind that it was intentional.
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An hour had already past, you and keonho had been mingling around the party but he had gotten caught up talking to some guys that he knew from his job, leaving you alone. You wandered around the expansive house, looking for some kind of drink to tone down your thoughts. You had barely talked to minho since arriving, and you felt a sense of guilt because it seemed like he was ignoring you on purpose.
And you couldn't blame him, you had been distancing yourself for weeks and then you suddenly show up with your two-month boyfriend that you had told him nothing about. Despite your feelings for him, you guys were still friends and you would always put that first before everything.
You downed your glass of champagne, already feeling it seep into your system. Then you felt someone's hand graze your lower back. "Enjoying yourself?" minho said from behind you.
You turned, facing him and you couldn't help the grin that appeared in your face. To be honest you were already pretty tipsy.
"Come on," he said, mischief in his eyes as he gently took your wrist and led you to a bathroom upstairs. He closed the door behind you two and you heard him lock the door. The lights in the bathroom were off but there were candles lit on the sink and shelves, giving the room an intimate feel as your felt nerves rising in your stomach.
"I'm so glad I finally got you alone," minho said. His hands were in his pockets and you noticed he had unbuttoned the top of his collar, revealing a little sneak peek of his toned chest.
"What are you looking at?" he grinned, having caught you staring. You smiled back, biting the rim of your glass. "nothing," you said. You placed the empty champagne flute on the sink counter.
There was a moment of silence as your tried to think of something to say. There was music and chatter and people coming from outside the door, but you were only focused on him, like the two of you were in the spotlight of a stage play.
"When were you going to tell me?" he finally questioned as the mood turned serious. And you knew exactly what he was talking about.
You sighed, avoiding his eyes. "I don't know," you admitted. "I'm sorry"
You stomach twisted with anticipation for his response, you weren't sure what you would do if minho was angry with you.
"Don't be sorry," he said, and then he leaned down and whispered in your ear: "I just missed you, love. I'm really glad you're here."
As he lifted his head back, you felt a strong urge to pull him in and just kiss him right there, even if your boyfriend was just downstairs. But of course the better part if you held you back.
You and minho stared at each other, the unspoken words threatening to leave your lips. Suddenly you regretted everything, tears threatened to spill as you could feel the confession rising up your throat.
And then your phone buzzed, you picked it out of your pocket and saw that keonho was texting you. "Sorry," you muttered to minho as you opened your phone.
keonho: I saw you and minho heading upstairs, I knew there was something fucking going on between the two of you
keonho: I'm leaving. we'll talk about this in the morning once I calm down
You sighed, placing the phone down on the counter behind you. You felt bad, not because he was leaving but because you had been betraying someone who had been so sweet to you. But you had always felt your relationship with keonho was never built to last. It would've ended eventually some other way.
"What is it?" minho asked.
"Keonho..." you couldn't bring yourself to say the rest, but minho seemed to understand.
He stepped closer, his tall frame looming over you as you bumped against the sink behind you. "Just forget about him...I don't like it when you say his name," he drawled, leaning forward until you were sitting on the sink. he placed his hands next to you, blocking you in as he looked in your eyes.
"What are you doing..." you whispered. Whatever was going on outside the bathroom was nonexistent to you now, you were only focused on minho and the desire that radiated off of him like a cologne. You felt like you were dreaming.
Minho glanced at your lips. "Something I should've done ages ago," you could smell the alcohol on his breath.
You shook your head, "you're just drunk," you were in denial, not wanting him to do something he would regret.
"No," he said seriously. "I've never been so clearheaded in my life..." he exhaled and you could feel his breath on your lips. He met your eyes, and you realized he was waiting for you to give your 'ok'. You blinked, not being able to believe that this was actually happening. minho reciprocating your feelings was something you barely had considered...but now his intentions seemed clear, and all you wanted to do was kiss him until you were weak.
Fuck it, you thought, and you nodded your head, closing your eyes as his soft lips met yours. First it was gentle as slow, but the kiss slowly evolved into something more desperate, passionate, a clear eruption of two people's pent up feelings and desire. He tasted like aged wine, smooth and tart, you never wanted to stop
But he pulled back after a moment, his hand coming up to touch your chin. His lips were tinged with pink from your lipgloss and there was a desire in his stare that made your core erupt. "Fuck, you're beautiful," he exhaled.
His stare trailed down your body and to your chest as he leaned in to kiss your neck. It felt so good and you gasped, letting out a small whimper. He kissed harder, grazing your skin with his teeth as he reached up to pull your top down, revealing your black lacy bra. And he unhooked that too. Your bra and and top were disposed on the floor next to the toilet, revealing your supple breasts which minho began to kiss as he moved his head further down your torso.
You gripped the edges of the sink, you felt euphoric as your core heated further. There was no doubt in your mind you would let him take you, right there in that dimly lit bathroom. He reached your lower stomach, fingers grazing the edge of your skirt. He glanced at you and you nodded quickly, giving him permission to pull it off. It fell around your ankles as he reached his hand inside your soaked panties, rubbing your clit before plunging his fingers inside and continuing his movements. "Minho," you moaned, eyes glazing over from the sensation. You arched your hips into his touch as you gripped his shoulders to steady yourself. After a few moments he slipped out his fingers, causing you to whimper from the loss of contact.
"Hold on, baby," he panted, and in one smooth motion he turned you around, bending you over the sink counter. you could feel his erection against your ass, and your disappointment quickly turned into excitement as your realized what was about to happen.
He began unzipping his pants, and you looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror, face flushed and eyes filled with lust. The sight of Minho behind you as you were bent over was enough to make you soaked all over again.
His pants were off, and you could see his entire length ready to enter you through the mirror, making your stomach flutter. "Tell me what you want, love," he said, gripping your ass as you felt him run his length along you, teasing your clit. You couldn't take it anymore.
"Please," you whimpered...a pathetic mess splayed over his cold bathroom counter. You couldn't even get the words out but the message was clear enough of what you wanted, what you needed.
Suddenly someone began knocking on the bathroom door, tearing you and minho out of your own little world.
"Yo," someone yelled from outside, "I gotta pee!"
"It's occupied!" minho spat out from behind you, clearly irritated from the interruption.
After a second of silence you heard footsteps retreating from the door as whoever it was gave up. "Fuck," minho muttered.
He snaked his arm up you chest, gently taking your neck and pulling you body up and against him. "I'm gonna need you to be quiet, baby," he muttered. You made eye contact in the mirror as he slightly lifted your right leg and eased himself inside of you. You muffled a moan, wishing you didn't have to be so quiet. He felt so good, his thick and warm cock stretching you out. And with each thrust he went deeper and deeper, stimulating every part of you.
"You're so tight," he gasped after some time, and you could tell this felt just as good for him as it did for you. His thrusts became harder and faster as you both got closer and closer, your breasts bobbing up and down with each movement. As he began panting harder, you arched yourself further into him, causing him to groan loudly and you could feel his warmth spilling into you as he came. And you did the same, moaning so loudly minho reached his hand up to cover your mouth.
You both remained in that position, flush against each other with him still inside of you as you caught your breath. "I promise next time when we're alone, you can be as loud as you'd like," he panted, turning his head to kiss your cheek.
You both began to dress, he helped you zip up your top and you buttoned his. He smirked at you and you blushed, part of you still didn't feel like this was real.
Then outside the door, you could hear as people began counting back from 30. "I guess it's time," minho said, and inside the bathroom, in your little world, you both began to count along with everyone.
"3...2...1...happy new year!!" people cheered from outside and fireworks erupted. As you kissed minho, you just knew it was really real, that this man would be the rest of your life. "I love you," he said, in between your kisses.
