I Love You, My Friend - Song Mingi

#22

AN: I'm not legally responsible for any heart attacks.

I waited for Mingi to fall asleep, and then I got out of bed. I needed to do something.. something I should have done a long time ago.
I went to my desk, and opened one of the drawers. Taped under it, was my notebook. I hadn't been able to throw it away. But I had to, now. Because every time I was in my room, I couldn't help but think about it, like it was burning a hole in my desk.
It wasn't like I could still use it. All the pages was already filled out with my notes about every Ateez member, and the progress of my plan. I couldn't help but read through it.
It's a pretty well put together plan. And I had found a lot of information about them, like I was a reporter. Maybe not the part that I wrote about what I disliked about them.

- what are you doing?
Mingi asked me.
I got so startled that I dropped the notebook on the floor.
- I thought you were sleeping.
I said, and picked up the notebook.
- what's that?
He asked me. I froze for a second, not knowing what to say.
- it's uhh... poems?
I said.
- you write poems?
Mingi asked, and laughed.
Maybe I should have gone with a different lie.
- just forget it.
I said, and rolled my eyes.
I put the notebook inside my drawer this time, so that it wouldn't look suspicious.
I guess I'll have to get rid of it some other time.
I got back in bed, and hit Mingi's shoulder.
- what was that for?
He asked me.
- don't make fun of me.
I said, making him laugh again.
- I wasn't making fun of you.
He said.
-  right.
I said, and smirked.
- ok maybe a little.
He said, and giggled.
- you're lucky I love you.
I said, making him stop laughing.
- say that again.
He said, and moved closer to me.
- I love you.
I said, and kissed him.

I realized that it was 2 AM, and that Mingi would probably get in so much trouble because he was spending the night here. But I wanted him to stay. I didn't want him to leave right after we slept together.
- Not to ruin the mood, but won't you get into trouble for staying here so long?
I asked him.
- I don't care.
He said, making me laugh.
- I only care about you.
He said, and kissed my cheek.
- Maybe we should just.. tell them about us.
I said, making Mingi smile.
- really?
Mingi asked.
- yeah.
I said.
- you make me so happy.
He said, and giggled.
His laugh was so adorable and funny.
- show me how happy I make you.
I said, and kissed his neck.
He pulled me closer to him, but when I was about to get on top of him, he stopped me.
- Let me show you.
He said, and laid me down, with my head resting on my pillow. I started pulling off my nightgown, but he stopped me again.
- just relax.
He told me.
Then he started kissing my thighs.
I didn't really know what he was doing, but I had never felt like this before.
- just.. tell me if you want me to stop.
He said.
- don't.. don't stop.

When I woke up the next morning I thought Mingi had left. Not that I would be mad about it, because he had to go back to his dorm and face Hongjoong. But when I got dressed and went to the kitchen, he was there, making food.
- I don't really know how to cook but it's the thought that counts, isn't it?
He said, making me laugh.
I decided to take a shower while he finished cooking. I couldn't stop thinking about that thing he did last night. And when he could do it again.
But I was also embarrassed about it. He had been paying a lot of attention to my reaction while he did it, but it made it feel even better. But still, embarrassing.
I stopped thinking about, because I was starting to have trouble breathing normally. I got out of the shower and put on my clothes again. I had decided to just wear my gray sweatpants and a blue hoodie. But at least I brushed my hair.

I exited the bathroom, and went to the kitchen. It smelled like something was burning. Mingi looked so disappointed, that I couldn't help but laugh.
- Don't worry, I'll make something.
I said.
- I'm sorry.
He said, and frowned.

After I made breakfast, we sat down in the living room, and turned on the tv. I was trying to distract him from talking about yesterday.
- your face is all red.
Mingi said, and laughed.
- I'm totally ok.
I said, and laughed awkwardly.
- So do you want to talk about last night?
He asked me, making me choke on my food.
- I'm just joking.
He said, and laughed.
- Let's not talk about it.
I said, and started laughing as well.
- Can you come to our dorm tomorrow?
Mingi asked me.
- Sure. If it's ok with Hongjoong.
I said.
- I think we should tell them about us, together.
He said.
Was really a good idea? What if Hongjoong got mad at me? I considered him one of my best friends, and I didn't want to lose him.
- Let's not tell all of them at once.
I said.
- I guess we could start with Hongjoong and.. maybe Jongho.
Mingi said.
- Jongho?
I asked.
- Well, he's my roommate.
Mingi answered.
- I guess that makes sense then.
I said.

AN: writing stuff like this always make me rethink all my life choices. But hey, Sungyeon is pretty lucky isn't she.