You Have My Back ~ { Donghun x reader }

' Lay down here '

I put wood back into the fireplace so that the fire starts again. I try not to think about this damn back pain that spoils my evening. I try to hide it as best as possible while Donghun tells me about his day. I move by listening to him carefully while waddling when he has his back turned to get rid of the pain. And it doesn't work at all-

Dong turns around and tell me:

' Even if you want to hide it, I see that you've had back pain since I've been talking to you...

-Yeah I'm suffering but I promised I was listening to you

-You actually could've stopped me, don't you want me to give you a hand? I mean literally' showing me his hands imitating a massage

-A little massage wouldn't hurt me but I didnt wanted all the attention for myself you know.

-Stop doing your drama and lay down here '

My friend signals me to come to him and lean with both hand on the table which were behind him.
He is adorable. To stand there with his beautiful white angelic hair that falls on his face. His beaten dog eyes completely cancel his authoritarian and detached air. He is sometimes rude but incredibly generous and sincere.

It costs me but I accept his offer.
I smile at him until he is behind me. I don't like to ask for help but I couldn't end it all alone.
He gently puts his hands on the middle of my back and starts by making circles with his thumbs. I bite my lower lip with pain. He continues his conversation and talks about men haircurt while i still moan in pain even if he tries to act in the sweetest way possible.
I lean forward as if it were too heavy to bear.

'Maybe you should remove your top, it will be easier and my hands won't slip anymore'

I totally agree with him. There is no or almost no discomfort. Because there has never been any misunderstanding or other thoughts between us. I know he doesn't think weirdly.
Once again, I accept.
I straighten up, he removes his hands from my waist and remove my t-shirt.

I put everything on my chest and tell him:
' Undo my bra, please. I'm usually extensible but not right now as you see'

And he did.

I am bare back to him and I look forward to his hands being my deliverance. It's slower this time. He puts them down, hesitating I think... he slides them and presses exactly where I needed. I breathe with pleasure. I bite my lip because it's like a deliverance. His hands are robust and warm but yet that does not prevent him from tenderly marrying my skin.
I feel he wants to talk but he stops as if he wanted to listen and notice the slightest of my reactions. I feel his gaze on me. As if captivated by this one I turn my head towards him and I was right; mouth open and gaze plunged on his movements. On where his hands were placed. And now in my eyes. We looked away immediately, taking our breath again, as if it had only been a moment suspended in time.

'Uhm what do you think, do you prefer short or long hair on guys' 

I'm used to seeing you with her long hair, it's not like in Europe, it's the opposite there. So it's beautiful on you long hair but seeing you with short hair could be exciting '

I imagine him acquiescing. We often agree. But he says nothing and keep massaging in the places that hurt me the most. And here I almost no longer suffering anymore. He slips his left hand on my hip and the other to my trapeze. In the most delicate way. He makes rounds with his fingers and suddenly he massages harder I moaned a pleasure sound, it freed me so much...
I hear him smile behind me. He was focused but ... different.
I feel him getting closer to me and his breath hits my skin. He grabs my waist, as if ready to say something that was swimming in the air, like a desire.
And he let me go to get his keys from the table.

' - I hope I did you good... if I ever go comeback down here and if you need another one tell me, but now I have to go

- yep we'll meet tonight at the party with the guys'

Donghun and I were facing each other, still with my t-shirt hiding my chest. He staring at me with his detached and adorable air at the same time. I thank him warmly and let him go.

I don't know why I have this feeling but I believe that for the first time our platonic and cordial vision of our friendship went away at the touch of his hands on my skin..