The Fake Boyfriend (Monsta X)

Minhyuk's Dream

Hyungwon unlocked and opened the door and the rest of us followed him in. I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open. Minhyuk and I leaned against each other, both our eyes half closed. I toed off my shoes by the door and shuffled across the room behind him. His and Changkyun's beds were on the right wall, Hyungwon and Wonho had beds on the left, across from the TV. Everyone wanted to watch a movie. I wanted to sleep. It was late and had been a long day. I could go to my room to guarantee I would sleep, but that would mean leaving my favorite person.

Minhyuk flopped down on his bed, angled so his feet hung off the end.

"Why do you guys have to watch a movie?" I whined as I sat on the edge of Minhyuk's bed. He reached out and pulled me back against him. My head landed on his chest, my feet hanging off the opposite end of the bed from his. It was a bit awkward but I wouldn't have changed it.

"It's only midnight; it's still early," Changkyun pointed out as he, Kihyun, Shownu, and Jooheon sat on the bottom bunk across from us.

"Some of us have been up since six this morning. It's been a long day," I continued to complain. I shifted so I faced Minhyuk a little better and softly smiled. His eyes were already closed, his breathing slowing. I reached up and brushed hair away from his forehead. He grabbed my hand and held it to his chest.

"You don't have to stay here. You have your own room you could sleep in," Changkyun pointed out. I ignored him.

"You didn't tell me what happened next," I whispered to Minhyuk, reminding him of our earlier conversation. The others were busy trying to decide which movie to watch. He sighed and slowly, very slightly opened his eyes. If I wasn't watching so closely, I would think he was asleep already. The corners of his lips twitched with the beginning of a smile. My smile widened in reaction.

"I was going to propose," he mumbled. "Now go to sleep."

I quietly gasped and shifted around to look back over my shoulder at the boy in question. Did Jooheon even realize the depths of Minhyuk's feelings? He was dreaming about marriage already. It was our freshman year of college. Sure, we'd all known each other for four years now. Feelings evolved over time. But marriage? Already? I couldn't believe it.

Changkyun cleared his throat and my eyes darted to him, colliding with his. The feeling of being caught washed over me, bringing heat to my cheeks. I tried to look away but couldn't. What was it about him that always mesmerized me?

The boy raised an eyebrow and smirked. I finally tore my gaze from his, turning away as the heat in my cheeks grew and spread down my neck to my chest. I settled better against Minhyuk. His arm stayed around me, holding me close to him. I smiled as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.