Yong-Gi

Stay

I didn't shout. I didn't cry. Just closed the door slowly without any emotions. As soon as they couldn't hear me, I ran faster than anytime in my life. I reached the rooftop and sat down, watching the beautiful sunrise over Soul. Although my whole world broke to pieces. Slowly I realised that the man I loved for over five years betrayed me with his best friend. Again and again I repeated the moment.

I opened the door of our apartment. I came back early from work to surprise him with a sexy outfit and thereafter dinner at his favourite restaurant. I kept quiet so the surprise would have been bigger. After I searched every room for him, I finally found him in our bedroom. At first I was too confused to realize what happened, but then I saw him and his best friend. Naked. Lying in the bed, I used to lie for three years. With the man I used to lie with for five years. Minho always found apologies, but not this time. Hugging? They were best friends. Kissing? It was a party game. But this? There weren't any excuses.

I let my gaze wander over the roofs of Soul. In this park, we met first. Minho was never really open to people, except Jisung. And after a while, he confessed his feelings to me. I was the happiest person in the world. I was so in love with him and till today I thought he would feel the same. Maybe that's the reason why he never wanted any kids with me. Before I could finish my thoughts, I heard a noise from the stairs. Fortunately I still had my jacket on.

A few seconds later, a man stepped on the rooftop, saw me and wanted to leave.

„Stay"

I was confused. Why did I ask him to stay? He sat down next to me and looked around. „I've never seen you before. How did you find this place?" He asked while watching the sunrise. "I don't know. I just ran up here" I turned my face to him. In his eyes I could see the reflection of the colorful sky.
I watched his profile for a few seconds. The wind blew his long black hair up and let his profile look even more beautiful with the contrast of his black hair, white skin and the red sky in his eyes. He suddenly looked exactly in mine. It felt like he could see even the deepest point in my soul.

The following silence got suddenly disrupted by a phone ringing. I looked at the display.

❤️‍🔥🥵💦❤️🔥💦🥵❤️‍🔥🔥❤️Honey❤️🔥❤️‍🔥🥵💦🔥❤️💦🥵❤️‍🔥

Sadly I blocked the number. When I blocked him, I could also delete all our messages and photos full of love. Full of lies! „...hear me pretty woman???  Hey!! Are you listening?"

„What?!?" I shrugged up, staring in the eyes of the man. „Your phone ringing sound is actually my favourite song.", he explained.

„Wanna hear it?"

„Sure!" 

As soon as the song started, he stood up and started dancing. First I just watched him and enjoyed the song. Actually I just wanted to stare sadly in the distance, it fitted perfect with this song. In the refrain I couldn't help but start vibing. Because I was still staring at the man, he recognized it and gave me his hand to pull me up. It was a slow song, so we danced calmly hugging.

I strangely felt a deep bond between us. Could be friendship, could be more. I just felt that he was thinking of something similar at the same moment. His hands slided from my waist down to my hips and wirh a sudden move, he pulled me a foot closer. I stared at him with big, surprised eyes. His mouth whispered right next to my ear: „Wanna dance deeper?" His deep voice got me goosebumps and maybe because of these or maybe I was just confused, but I answered with a grab on his butt and a pull of mine: „Sure, but it's a bit late. Where do you live?"

In his apartment I opened my jacket and he saw it. The moment of this realisation must have been so funny to watch. I stood there in my tanga and my push up bra, my face full of tears that smeared my make up everywhere, even on his hoodie, and gave him an insecure smile.

Without any comment, he grabbed my jacket and put it on the hanger, then he also undressed himself until he just had a boxershorts and his jewelry on. Before I even had a proper look on his perfect muscles, he gave me a little kiss, as if he would ask: Is this okay with you? 

Of course!  I roughly kissed him back. I think I accidentally bit him, because he flinched, then kissed me back. Slowly without interrupting the kiss, he led me in a direction. When we arrived in his bedroom, he just trew me on the bed. This was the moment I was waiting for. I analyzed his body quick and grabbed the hem of his boxershorts to pull him down on the bed.

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Ich hab grad gemerkt, was für ne Doppelmoral ich eig hab. Ich mag Bücher über Außenstehende x Member nd, schreibs aber selber. Naja anywayys eigentlich liebe ich es, die dominante zu sein, musste jetzt aber alles andersrum schreiben. Ich hätte es sooooo gerne noch in der anderen Perspektive geschrieben. Soll der zweite Teil dann aus seiner Perspektive sein?

I just realized what a double standard I have. I don't like books about outsiders x members but I write them myself. Anyway, I actually love being the dominant one, but I had to write everything the other perspective. I would have loved to write it from his point of view. Should the second part be from his perspective?