Two weeks later Jihoon's pov: As the beamed through my room as I opened the curtains I couldn't help but feel a little giddy, today was the day. D-Day! After so many sleepless nights, so many tears and heartbreak I finally no what I want.
The day I make him fine forever, the day that I make him happy.
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As I finished freshening up, I headed downstairs not letting anything or anyone ruin my day.
"You're in a good mood this morning." Mom said as I walked into the dining room, I took a seat and nodded.
"What's the special occasion? You got something going on today," Dad asked. "Maybe it's because his finally going to ask Minji to be his boyfriend." BaekHyeon rejoiced as he clapped his hands.
I felt my face flush as I glanced at BaekHyeon, who was grinning like he had just won the lottery. "I didn't say anything about that," I muttered, trying to play it cool, but my heart was racing.
Mom's eyes lit up as she set down her tea. "Oh, honey, that's wonderful! Minji would make such a great partner for you."
"Yeah, Jihoon, about time you locked that down," Hyeon added, leaning back in his chair with a smirk. "Everyone can tell he's head over heels for you."
I rolled my eyes, but the truth was, they were all right. Today wasn't just any ordinary day. Today was the day I'd finally lay everything out—how I really felt about Minji, what I wanted for us, and what I hoped for our future. It was terrifying, but also exciting.
"I just... want things to be right," I finally said, reaching for a piece of toast. "Minji deserves someone who knows what they want, and until now... I wasn't sure if I was that person."
Dad gave me a proud nod.
"Taking time to know your heart before making decisions, that's smart. Minji is a good match for you, Jihoon. You two balance each other out."
"Yeah, if you don't screw it up," BaekHyeon teased, earning a light slap on the shoulder from Mom.
"Ignore him," she said, shaking her head. "You do what feels right. You two have something special, and if today's the day you're going to make it official, then go for it."
I smiled, their words giving me the final boost of confidence I needed. "Thanks, everyone," I said, pushing back my chair and standing up. "I'm heading out now."
"Good luck, Jihoon!" Hyeon called out, and as I walked toward the door, I heard BaekHyeon shout, "Make sure to give us the details later!"
I chuckled to myself as I left the house. Today was going to be a big day, and no matter how nervous I was, I knew one thing for sure: I was ready to make Minji mine.
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"Where are taking me, this isn't like you." Minji asked as I opened the door for him.
"I just want to treat you for once okay, I'm a changed person now." I smiled as I helped him in the passenger seat and closed the door.
"Halmeoni was really excited when I asked, so you're going to like it a lot." I said, "wait, were going to see her?" He asked surprised.
"Definitely not, I don't want those weird people to see you." I said as I started the engine and drove off.
"Then where are we going?" Minji asked, curiosity lacing his voice as he glanced over at me. His eyes were filled with that soft innocence I loved about him, and I couldn't help but smile.
"You'll see soon enough," I teased, keeping my eyes on the road. "Just relax, okay? I've got everything planned out."
Minji leaned back in his seat, still looking a bit suspicious. "You're being really secretive, Jihoon. Should I be worried?"
I chuckled. "No, trust me, you'll like it. I promise."
We drove in comfortable silence for a while, the city streets giving way to more scenic routes. I could feel Minji glancing at me every so often, probably trying to guess where I was taking him. The truth was, I'd spent days planning this. I wanted everything to be perfect, to make up for all the times I had taken him for granted.
Finally, we pulled up to a small, secluded garden on the outskirts of the city—a peaceful place I knew Minji would love. The soft chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves filled the air as I parked the car.
"This is beautiful," Minji whispered as he stepped out of the car, his eyes wide with surprise.
"Come on," I said, taking his hand gently. "There's more."
I led him down a path lined with blooming flowers, the scent of lavender and jasmine filling the air. At the center of the garden was a cozy little pavilion, draped in delicate lights and set with a picnic I had Halmeoni help me prepare.
"Jihoon..." Minji breathed, looking at me in disbelief. "You did all this... for me?"
I smiled, feeling my heart race. "Yeah. For you. I just wanted to show you how much you mean to me. I know I've screwed up a lot, but... I'm trying to do better. And I hope... maybe this can be a new start for us."
Minji's eyes softened, and he squeezed my hand. "It's perfect. You're perfect."
I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of everything I wanted to say pressing down on me. "Minji... I want to be more than just the guy who messes up and keeps coming back. I want to be the person you deserve—the one who's there for you no matter what."
Minji looked at me, his eyes glistening with emotion. "Jihoon... are you saying...?"
"Yeah," I said, my voice steady. "I'm asking you to be mine. Officially."
Minji smiled, his face lighting up. "I thought you'd never ask."
The relief that washed over me was instant, and I couldn't help but grin like an idiot. I pulled Minji into a tight hug, feeling his warmth seep into me as if I could never let go. This was it—the moment I had been waiting for, the moment where all the doubt and confusion finally faded away.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to say that," I murmured into his hair.
Minji laughed softly, his arms wrapped around me just as tightly. "I kind of figured, but hearing it is... different. It feels real."
I pulled back slightly, just enough to look him in the eyes. "It is real. I'm not going anywhere this time, Minji. I'm in this with you, fully."
He smiled up at me, his cheeks slightly flushed. "I believe you. I do. And I'm in this too, Jihoon."
For a while, we just stood there, the quiet sounds of the garden wrapping around us like a protective bubble. It was perfect—no interruptions, no drama, just the two of us in this little moment we'd created.
"Now," I said, breaking the silence, "before the food gets cold, how about we enjoy this picnic?"
Minji laughed, nodding as he followed me to the pavilion. We sat down on the soft blanket, and I started unpacking the food. There was everything from kimbap to fresh fruit, all of it laid out perfectly by Halmeoni's staff.
"Okay, this is way too nice. Are you sure this is still Jihoon I'm with?" Minji teased, popping a piece of fruit into his mouth.
"Hey, I can be nice when I want to be," I shot back, smirking as I handed him a plate. "But only for you."
We laughed, and for the first time in a long while, I felt truly at peace. Sitting here with Minji, sharing food and talking about everything and nothing, I realized just how much I needed this—how much I needed him.
As we finished eating, the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the garden. Minji leaned against me, his head resting on my shoulder, and I wrapped an arm around him, pulling him closer.
"You know," he said softly, "I never thought we'd get here. But I'm glad we did."
"Me too," I whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "Me too."
The soft hum of the cicadas filled the air as the last light of the day faded into twilight. We sat there in comfortable silence, Minji resting against me, the warmth of his body a reminder of how much had changed between us. I had never imagined myself being here—being this vulnerable, this open with someone. But now that I was, I couldn't imagine anything else.
"I'm glad you didn't give up on me," I said quietly, my voice barely above a whisper.
Minji tilted his head up, looking at me with those eyes that had always seemed to see right through me. "I couldn't," he replied simply. "I knew there was more to you than what you were showing."
I smiled, feeling a swell of emotion in my chest. "I didn't make it easy."
"No," he chuckled, "you didn't. But I'm stubborn."
"That you are," I teased, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.
As the evening stretched on, we packed up the remnants of our picnic and headed back to the car. Minji was unusually quiet, lost in his thoughts as we drove back through the city streets. I didn't mind the silence—it felt different now, less heavy, more content.
We pulled up to Minji's apartment building, the soft glow of the streetlights casting long shadows on the pavement. I turned off the engine and sat there for a moment, not wanting the night to end.
"I guess this is it," I said, glancing over at him.
Minji unbuckled his seatbelt but didn't make a move to get out. Instead, he turned to me with a thoughtful expression. "Can't you stay for a while."
I raised an eyebrow. "You sure?"
He nodded, his smile soft but genuine. "Yeah. I just... I don't want the night to end yet."
Without another word, we got out of the car and headed up to his apartment. The quiet of the hallway felt intimate, like we were the only two people in the world. When we stepped inside, the familiar scent of Minji's place—something warm and comforting—wrapped around me like a blanket.
We kicked off our shoes, and Minji led me over to the couch. He didn't say much,just sat down on my laps and hugged me.
Without hesitation, I wrapped my arms around him, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. He rested his head on my shoulder, and I could hear the soft rhythm of his breathing. For a moment, the world outside faded away, and it was just the two of us, lost in this quiet, peaceful embrace.
"I missed this," Minji whispered, his voice barely audible. "I missed you."
"I missed you too," I replied, my hand gently stroking his back. The weight of everything that had happened between us—the misunderstandings, the arguments, the distance—seemed to dissolve in that moment.
Minji pulled back slightly to look at me, his eyes searching mine. "You promise you won't disappear again?"
I cupped his face in my hands, brushing my thumb over his cheek. "I'm not going anywhere," I said softly. "I promise."
A small, relieved smile tugged at his lips. "Good."
He leaned in, and our lips met in a slow, tender kiss. It wasn't rushed or full of urgency like before—it was gentle, like we were both taking our time, savoring this moment. His hands rested on my chest, fingers tracing the outline of my collarbone, and I felt a warmth spreading through me.
When the kiss broke, he didn't move away, just rested his forehead against mine, our breaths mingling in the small space between us. "You make me feel safe," he murmured, his voice full of emotion.
I closed my eyes for a second, letting his words sink in. "That's all I want for you."
We sat there like that for a while, wrapped up in each other, the quiet of the apartment settling around us. It felt like we were finally where we were supposed to be—together, with no more walls between us.
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As I was about to leave Minji held on to me, not wanting to let me go. "Can't you sleep here tonight, I don't want you to leave." He cried.
"I can't stay the night, I won't be able to control myself when I'm laying next to me." I told. "You never had to hold back than, so why now?" He asked.
"I don't think you're ready, if I stay the night you might be down for three days straight."
Minji's face flushed at my words, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red. He bit his lip, his gaze dropping to the floor before looking back up at me with a playful smirk. "Maybe I wouldn't mind that," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath.
I chuckled softly, pulling him close for a brief hug. "You don't know what you're asking for," I teased, my tone lighter but still carrying a hint of seriousness. "But I don't want to push you."
Minji held onto me tighter, his fingers gripping the fabric of my shirt. "I trust you, Jihoon. I always have."
I sighed, torn between wanting to stay and knowing it was better if I didn't. "It's not about trust, Minji. I just want to make sure this is right for both of us. I don't want to rush anything."
He looked up at me, his eyes soft but full of desire. "You're not rushing anything. We've done it multiple times, this won't be any different."
For a moment, the tension hung between us, thick and undeniable. I leaned down and kissed him, slowly and tenderly, pouring every bit of how much he meant to me into that kiss. When I pulled away, I rested my forehead against his, our breaths mingling in the quiet of the room.
"I'll stay," I whispered. "But just for tonight."
Minji smiled, a genuine, happy smile that lit up his entire face. "That's all I needed to hear." He tugged at my hand, leading me toward the bedroom.
Minji's pov:
I opened the door to my room, Jihoon pushed me down to the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing my jawline and making his way down my neck, biting gently here and there. My dick hardened as I watched his head dip lower, his eyes burning into mine with such passion and hunger.
His warm lips grazed my collarbone, his breath hot against my skin, and I moaned as his hands slipped under my shirt, lifting it over my head.
My fingers slid into his hair, tugging lightly as his lips found one of my nipples. I gasped and arched my back, pushing my cock against him, desperate for friction.
Jihoon's hands worked to undo my pants, his fingertips grazing my cock through my boxers. A shiver ran up my spine, and I reached down, sliding his shirt over his head.
I wrapped my legs around him and flipped him over, rolling on top of him. He gasped in surprise, his eyes growing wide as I grinned mischievously at him. I pressed my lips against his neck, sucking and biting until a small red mark formed, then moved on to the next spot. Jihoon moaned, his fingers digging into my sides. I licked his skin, tracing the outlines of his abs. I looked up at him, meeting his lustful gaze as I tugged at his jeans, pulling them off and throwing them to the side.
"Fuck," he hissed as I pressed my palm against his cock. He bucked his hips, pushing into my hand, his mouth hanging open slightly.
I licked my lips and pulled down his boxers, his dick springing free. I knew he was big but not this big, it was like it grew a couple inches or was it always this big? I shook the thoughts out of my head and lowered myself, pressing a gentle kiss against the tip of his cock. I then started licking it and sucking on it, it was like a mega lollipop. A lollipop so tasty that I couldn't get enough of it.
"Ah, maybe you should go a little deeper." He said pushing my head down. I didn't know if I was ready for that yet but I complied, slowly taking his entire cock into my mouth. It hit the back of my throat and I gagged a bit, coughing and trying to catch my breath.
"Sorry, are you okay?" He asked, a worried look on his face. I nodded, still coughing a bit. I was determined to do this right, to make him feel good, and I wouldn't let something so small get in the way.
I started moving my head up and down, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. Jihoon groaned and arched his back, his hands gripping the sheets. I could tell he was trying his hardest not to thrust into me.
After a few more minutes, his cock was coated in my spit and precum. He looked down at me, his eyes burning with lust.
"Come here." He ordered. I complied and stood up, climbing on top of him and straddling him. His hands gripped my hips and his lips found mine, kissing me roughly.
His tongue slipped into my mouth and our tongues danced together, fighting for dominance. He rolled me over, pinning me down on the bed.
"Now, are you ready to take all of me?"
I nodded and spread my legs, allowing him to position his cock at my entrance. He rubbed the tip against my hole, teasing me, before finally pushing in. I gasped, the pain and pleasure overwhelming me. My nails dug into his back and he groaned, burying his face in my neck.
I breathed heavily as he stretched me out, the pain slowly giving way to pleasure. "F-fuck, Jihoon..."
He grunted and began moving, his thrusts slow and deliberate. My moans grew louder and I rocked my hips against his, meeting his every thrust. "I missed this little hole." He smiled, thrusting harder and faster, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside me. The sensation was good, everything around me got blurry. The only thing I wanted to see was him, him and only him.
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