‘Just friends’
words 2.1k angst, smut, good friends tho ♥
about; Minho was a player... but he was also your best friend.
For as long as you’ve been in love with Minho, wearing your rose-tinted goggles that forever refused to shatter, you’ve always known that if he ever knew even a hint of your hidden feelings... he’d absolutely use them against you. Whether subconsciously or not, playing these mind games are his favorite. he loves putting someone under his spell, getting them completely enamored by his charms only for him to shortly after completely shatter that illusion, to shatter them.
You honestly couldn’t even count how many times you’ve seen it happen or how many girls got their heartbroken. And as special as you tell yourself you are to him with being his best friend, and also his only female friend - you weren’t immune to his charms.
The thing is that you liked him before he ever changed, before he became whoever he is now. It was when you were fifteen that you realized you genuinely had feelings for him. You started having all these forbidden thoughts of sharing your first kiss with him, snuggling under a shared blanket, him being the one to share your first time (virginity is a social construct, but still, nonetheless) He was and is still your first love, sadly.
You’ve spent the last five years of your friendship trying to hide that fact. It didn’t help that you were so close with his family as well, always being seen as the ‘sister he never had’. It was obvious that the mere thought of you two being together had never really crossed anyone's mind.
It’s not like you haven’t dated, or tried to date. You just never felt a spark or a pull with anyone like you did Minho, never feeling the urge for a second date. Sadly, the farthest you’ve gone with someone is just a heated make-out session in a bathroom at some random Halloween party.
You were young and naïve, but you still couldn’t shake the image out of your teenage brain of him being the one.
Minho wasn’t always this way, it’s just that once he turned sixteen he was starting to see his effect on others. The longing glances, the giggles. Suddenly, a flip was switched, and it felt like he was becoming a completely different person.
In a matter of weeks, you went from spending each weekend together watching marvel movies and eating copious amounts of chips and chocolate, to just… well, nothing. You still see him of course, you have a few courses with him, but it’s been years since he’s stayed over or spent time with you outside of him needing a favor, a ‘wing man’, or a ride after he parties too hard.
It was also hard to make friends, considering most people only befriended you just to try and get close to Minho.
Besides Minho, your only other friends are Sungmi and Felix.
With Sungmi, things have always been genuine and she never really cared about Minho unless it was something that involved you, and it felt so.. Refreshing. Everyone always insists it’s just because Sungmi is gay and doesn’t get the hype over Minho, but you know she isn’t that shallow. She honestly tries to be understanding for your sake, knowing that you’ve had feelings for him since basically hitting puberty, but she’s also always ready to call him out on his bullshit. Even if she says things that are harsh, you knew it was because she cared.
Felix is someone you met about a year ago.
You were both taking a creative writing class, He always sat in the back and quietly did his own thing. It’s how you two became friends, honestly. You sat back there one day when the other seats were full. After a week of sitting in the same spot, you decided to introduce yourself, which he meekly introduced himself back. The rest was history and he is one of your closest friends now. having his weekly movie nights now with you and Sungmi.
Felix is also one of the loudest and silliest people you know, so thinking back to your initial impression of him always makes you giggle. he‘s a bit softer than Sungmi, which is something you never knew you needed. Together they feel a lot like yin and yang, and you love them for it. No matter what life brought, no matter what Minho did, you knew you would always have them.
Your final class just ended and you were about to head to a coffee shop near campus with, of course, Sungmi and Felix.
Walking for about five minutes you find a spot in the somewhat busy café for all three of you to sit.
Humming softly to the indie playing in the café, you don’t notice them heading over and sitting down.
Sungmi dramatically huffs down in her chair and sighs
‘I’m quitting school, I’ve decided. Besides, I can finally live out my dream of being a sugar baby’ you and Felix both snort.
‘Why this time?’ you ask.
‘Just writing a million essays about boring white men, the usual’ she sighs.
‘Anyways’ she ends her rant, heading to the counter to grab your coffees.
‘Hey’ Felix nudges your shoulder. You nudge him back ‘when’s your shift?’
Felix works at a used book store part-time to help pay for school. Even getting to this point was a struggle for him, so he saves up everything he has for classes and books.
‘Eh, tomorrow. I wanted a movie night first.’ you coo at his words and he nudges you away from him ‘shut up!’ Sungmi comes back just in time to see you nearly falling out of your chair. ‘Felix loves us!’ you squeal and Sungmi joins along as Felix just rests his head against the table, not even acknowledging you both.
As you both giggle, your phone suddenly chimes. You grab it almost a little too quickly, seeing Sungmi side-eyeing you. Felix just sips his coffee, both of them knowing who texted you.
‘What does he want now?’ Sungmi groans, her voice not hiding any irritation.
You’re too busy smiling at your phone.
‘He wants to see me tonight. Before our movie night, I mean.’
Felix raises an eyebrow at you.
‘Why?’ Sungmi asks, her voice already sounding done.
‘Sungmi, stop’ Felix says ‘He’s her friend’ he adds tiredly.
You shrink under their gazes.
‘He didn’t say.’
‘.......okay then. Not letting him ruin our night!’ she states.
You choose not to respond. It wouldn’t matter anyway, she’s usually right about him.
A few hours later, you all meet up at your dorm with snacks.
Chilling on the couch, you’re cuddled between Sungmi and Felix, watching some anime on Netflix before a knock is heard. You already start to freak out. ‘Do I look okay? You whisper, suddenly feeling self-conscious. You knew he would be coming so you forced yourself to wear something other than sweatpants.
‘Yes! Now go, he’s annoying.’ she whisper yells, and Felix laughs.
You quickly try and fix your hair, it got messy after resting your head on Felix’s shoulder for an hour.
You take a deep breath and head to the door.
‘Hey’ you say softly. You smile at him.
It would be amazing if you weren’t so affected by how gorgeous he is, but of course, that hasn’t ever happened.
He stands at your door dressed like he usually is, beautiful and unattainable.
You get a small hint of his cologne and bite back another smile.
‘Hey’ he says huskily.
‘Can I come in?’ he asks.
He visits often but it always surprises you when he wants to actually come in and hang out anymore.
‘Uhm, yeah sure.’ you move to the side and he walks in, seeing your other two best friends hanging out on your couch.
‘Hi’ they wave awkwardly at Minho, Sungmi not even staring at him. he nods back at them then proceeds to lead you to your room.
He moves to sit on your bed and drags you with him.
‘I… have a favor to ask’ he stares at you, his eyes sharp and his dark blonde hair is styled perfectly. you look at him expectantly, waiting for him to ask whatever he needs to, feeling slightly nervous.
‘Can Areum and I crash here tonight? We’re going to a party a couple of blocks away and will most likely be too wasted to get home’ he asks, his face hopeful. Ugh. you can’t help but sigh. Areum. She was Minho's current fling. she absolutely despised you. She's never trusted you, and she’s made it more than obvious plenty of times. Even though they aren’t technically dating, she had Minho wrapped around her manicured finger. The only obstacle she saw in her way was you.
‘Minho…’ you sigh ‘she doesn’t even like me, why does she want to stay over?’
He sits down on your bed ‘look, I’ve talked to her and she promises she’ll behave’ he adds, trying to sound remorseful.
You scoff ‘right. Like that time she ‘’accidentally’’ spilled her mocha all over my new sweater.’
It’s his turn to sigh ‘look, that WAS an accident. Just give her another chance, for me?’ he gives you a sly smile.
God, you are too weak for this man.
‘Fine, but your both sleeping on the floor. And no fucking in my apartment’ you say sternly.
‘Thanks, babe! I’ll let you know when we’re on our way.’ he pulls you in a hug that ends way too quickly.
He leaves as quickly as he came, leaving Sungmi and Felix staring at you expectedly.
‘Really? y/n?’ Sungmi says unimpressed.
You’re embarrassed, truly. You crawl onto the couch with them.
‘I don’t wanna talk about it’ you say quietly.
Felix pats your head and Sungmi pulls you towards her, you all begin cuddling again.
‘So.. can we finish demon slayer now?’ Felix asks awkwardly.
The rest of the night is a blur of snacks and rantings.
It was everything you needed. They leave at about 10 pm, not without you giving them both big hugs. They end up tiredly walking back to their own dorms.
You’ve just taken a shower and hopped into bed wearing some comfy baggy hoodie when you hear a knock at your door, seeing that it’s one am already.
You make your way to the door, trying to shove down your anxiety.
Opening it to see a tipsy Minho with Areum draped around his shoulders, clearly drunk as well.
‘y/n!’ Minho says excitedly.
You start to pull at the edge of your hoodie nervously.
Areum finds your gaze and rolls her eyes.
‘Well uhm, I put a blanket down. Sleep well’
Minho hugs you tightly as he walks in and thanks you, meanwhile Areum just glares at you behind him. You try your best not to look affected by his hug.
She’s wearing a skin tight babydoll dress, her cleavage out almost obscenely.
A sheen of sweat covering them both, most likely from dancing.
‘Thanks.’ is all she says, her voice tight. She can’t even pretend to like you.
‘Right.. Night.’
You mumble and head to your room, eagerly getting out of the living room and away from those two.
You finally get comfortable, and finally start to fall asleep when you hear it.
It starts as drunken giggles, then not long after you hear Minho moan.
Oh.
You shouldn’t be hearing this, you shouldn’t be listening, yet you find yourself already sitting behind your door.
‘Shiiit, that feels good’ Minho says in a daze.
It hurts, it hurts so fucking bad. Why can’t you stop listening?
During your inner turmoil, you start to hear sloppy gagging sounds.
Is she seriously sucking his dick right now? In your apartment?
You knew she was a bitch, but really?
Even if all you want to do is cry and continue your break down, the sounds Minho are making are just… they’re making you so wet.
Hearing his grunts, his growls, his voice a deeper octave than usual.
‘Hurry up. Let me come down your throat’ he says aggressively and you hear a quiet giggle after that.
The sounds get louder as you find your fingers slipping in your panties and rubbing through your wetness, getting close far too soon.
A few minutes later you hear a drawn out moan and a hissing sound.
You just heard Minho cum.
A few seconds later you cum yourself, gushing on your fingers. And in that instant you feel sober and just.. fucking mortified. Did you really just do that? like some weird pervert? You’re ashamed. You should be.
You crawl back into bed, not wanting to hear anything more.
Tears falling rapidly down your cheeks and you end up biting your fist to cover your whimpers.
There is absolutely no way you are ever facing him after this. he’d never want to talk to you again. you just can’t
p.s. I haven’t written in months, please be gentle ♥