LOVE IS GONE - is this an end for us? (junkyu x reader)

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MINNIE POV

"Oh come on," junkyu chuckles as he notices my grumpy expression. He walks into my apartment with a bag in his hand. "I'm sorry how many times shall i apologize"

I roll my eyes and cross my arms. junkyu sets the bag on the kitchen counter.

"Are you really gonna be pouty with me?" He tries to stand in front of me and block my path but I press my lips together and blink at him before walking around him to the couch.

"Oh, minnieyah Come on." He drags out last word. "i won't do it again."

I tilt my head away from him in defiance.

He comes and sits next to me on the couch, a pout now on his lips.

"Forgive me," He whines

I look at him and he has the biggest puppy eyes. But this is kind of fun so I don't plan on breaking.

I just shake my head

"minnieyah" he then proceeds to act cute laughing and lays his head back on the couch.

A small smile extends on my face but I quickly regain control. Picking up the TV remote, I turn to a random channel and pretend to be extremely interested. However, my senses are narrowed in on the man sitting beside me.

Junkyu sighs in momentary defeat then walks to the kitchen and begins to mess around with the bag he brought in. My eyes are focused on the TV but my ears hear every move he makes.

He sets a couple dishes on the counter then, loudly, opens the silverware drawer and, loudly, pulls out a couple. Opening a container, he tosses the lid randomly.

"I hope you're gonna clean that up later." I monotonely state, eyes still fixed on the TV.

"Yeah, yeah." junkyu disregards me and continues doing stuff.

At this point, my ears aren't good enough to distinguish what he's doing but he is moving. And a few minutes later, while boring commercials play, he comes back over, carrying the dishes he was preparing earlier.

He sets them on the coffee table in front of us and I look down at the two plates, each with a piece of my favorite cake from the bakery down the street. I feel Junkyu's eyes watch me take in the pieces of cake but I return my gaze to the TV just as the show resumes.

"It's your favorite." junkyu says and takes a bite of his piece, "Mmm, I think this one's fresh. It taste so much better than last time."

I turn my head and look at him. His plate is held up to his chin and his fork is deep into his next bite. Junkyu freezes mid fork dive when he sees me turn.

"You think you can win me over with food?" I ask with an eyebrow raised.

He looks down at the cake and then back at me with a sheepish smile, "Kind of."

I have to force down a laugh because with this specific cake, he almost did. Key word: almost. Smirking, I simply turn away and rest my chin on my fist.

Junkyu doesn't move for a couple seconds but then resumes separating his next bite from the cake. I can hear the fork scrape against the plate. Assuming he's bringing the fork up to his own mouth, I ignore his movements.

But I'm surprised when the forkful of aromatic cake appear under my nose.

"You know you want it." junkyu bounces the fork a little. "How can you not eat your favorite cake?"

I don't respond and clamp my jaw shut in an attempt to ignore the delicious bite sitting just a few centimeters from my mouth.

Knowing exactly how to get me to crack, junkyu leads the fork and rests it, along with the dense cake, against my lips.

"hwamin" He drags out my name, moving the fork and smearing a bit of frosting on my lips.

Without a second thought, I open and close my mouth around the bite of cake. Junkyu, with a shout of joy, leaves the fork in my mouth and jumps to his feet.

"I'm forgiven!" He laughs while I pull his fork out of my mouth.

"Only until next time." I remind him, holding out the fork for him to take.

He plucks the fork out of my grasp and sits back down next to me. I, on the other hand, quickly pick up my own plated piece and take another bite.

"And for the record," junkyu leans closer and whispers, "I most definitely was trying to win you over with food. And it worked. Like it always has."

I use my shoulder to shove him away but he dives right back in and plants a long kiss to my cheek.

Pulling away, I shake him back, "I'm trying to eat my cake. And I hate that you can win me over with food so easily." I pout.

Junkyu shrugs happily, "Oh, I love it."