Bad Thinking Diary | Kang Yu-Na | Kim Minji

Raspberry Pink

Hyera POV :

"What are you doing in my Apartment?"      
I asked, confused as I closed the door behind me, The living room was dark, lit up by a singular lamp beside the sofa, Minjae was sitting on my couch, dolled up in a revealing, skin-tight dress that complimented her curves. Trying to mask my intimidation, I complimented her appearance.  "You look nice"

The tension in the room was tight. She motioned me over with her fingers, and I reluctantly approached, allowing her to pull me by the sleeve, down to sit beside her on the couch.

"I didn't think you'd do that," she chuckled mischievously, drawing closer to me.

"Do what?" I asked, trying to gain my dominant stance here.

"My favor"  she said as she started to climb on top of me

Everything about this situation felt wrong to me. I was thinking about this all week, it doesn't phase me now. she seemed persistent to climb atop of me.

"Minjae, you don't have to," I sighed, keeping a slight distance between us, i felt taken aback as she climbed on top of me.

Though part of me yearned to make the relationship work, I knew it was wrong to engage in intimacy given everything that had happened.

"Don't have to do what?" She gazed at me with puppy eyes, her hands roaming my thighs."

Overwhelmed with shame and struggling to confess my wrongdoings, I found it difficult to confess my feelings to Minjae. Maybe she didn't have the intent for intimacy.

"Minjae, I don't want to fuck right now. The alcohol is affecting me," I concocted a foolish excuse to escape the situation, aware of my drunken state, I brought some distance between us.

Minjae sighed seeming upset, rising from her seat to hand me a glass of water.

"Your kitchen looks different," she said, attempting to change the subject, her embarrassment evident.

"I renovated almost everything," I replied, taking small sips from the glass of wine she laid on the counter for herself.

Minjae had helped me pick out a substantial amount of my furniture when I moved in. Everything reminded me of her. I felt ashamed to admit to myself that I missed her.

"Why did you do it then, the favor?" she inquired, grabbing the wine glass from my hand to replace it with a glass of water.

"I have my reasons," I responded, avoiding her gaze.

"Do your reasons have anything to do with me? Or am I just a pawn in a bigger game again?" she mumbled, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Minjae..." I winced even before speaking. "I can't say it, but it does have something to do with you," I admitted, still avoiding her gaze.

"I'm so use to rewarding everything with sex... I don't even know how to say thank you," Minjae mumbled, tears cascading down her cheeks.

Feeling vulnerable and uncomfortable, I began to fidget nervously.

"If I'm part of your reasons, why don't you want to...have sex?" Minjae said, wiping her tears and setting down her belongings.

"Because... I want more than that," I murmured, instantly regretting my words and trying to restrain myself from retracting my words back.

Minjae stared at me blankly, seemingly taken aback. "Can you say that again" she said as she sat back on the couch next to me, having her eyes fixed to the floor still.

Her question left me feeling anxious, and I nervously fumbled with my words. "you heard me," I argued, my palms feeling sweaty, it feels as if im being pushed against a corner.

Minjae persisted, her fingers fidgeting with uncertainty. "Please clarify," she persuaded, regaining her composure and fixing her gaze upon me.

Finding the courage, I finally uttered the words she sought to hear. "I want us to be together, Minjae," I said, meeting her eyes directly, Afraid she would doubt me.

"Hyera, Your Drunk." She sighed, bringing herself to not shed tears longer.

"On chardonnay?" I scoffed, that foolish excuse could demolish my confession, although anybody who knows me is aware of my alcohol tolerance.

This part Contains Smut. It's not Crucial to the story for people that don't prefer to read smut!  Enjoy :)

In that moment, we locked eyes, and her expression shifted to one of shock. Doubt began to cloud my mind, and I started to reconsider what I had just confessed, maybe I could have played drunk.

The tension resurfaced, and the air around us seemed to grow heavy with unspoken emotions as we continued to gaze into each other's eyes. The atmosphere became charged with anticipation, as if waiting for the next move that would determine the course of our relationship.

As we inched closer to one another, our breaths mingled in the air, creating an electric spark between us. With every heartbeat, the tension escalated, building an unbreakable connection. At last, our lips met in a tender, heartfelt kiss, sealing the moment with an overwhelming rush of emotions.

She was on top of me, her hands around my neck while mine were grabbing her waist. The kiss was passionate, we were against eachothers bodies.

I started to fumble, unzipping her dress whilst trying not to break the kiss. She started to unbutton my shirt whilst grinding her hips against my thigh, revealing my bare chest she slid her cold hand under my bra, continuing to grind against me, letting out slight moan in-between.

I attempted to flip her over to get on top of her but she pushed me down, continuing to grind against my thigh. I could feel she was wet. She grinded faster and faster before finally cumming on my thighs while I watched as she lost control of herself.

She rested her head against my neck. Catching her breath. it sent chills down my spine every time her breath touched my neck.

I stroked her hair for a while before trying to get up to help her get cleaned up but she pushed me back down on the couch again.

"We're not done yet" she said in a breathy voice, still trying to catch her breath.

She got up and unbuttoned my jeans, practically ripping them down. It's been so long since I bottomed, it felt wrong.

"Minja-" I tried to say her name but she covered my mouth, shushing me.

"Not a word" she said in a devious tone, bringing her hands down to my sweet spot, making me bolt up, attempting to hold composure, I tried to grab her hand, she countered holding me down, kissing my stomach and bringing a trail to my sweet spot. I could feel her breath against it.

I needed it so bad I couldn't resist.

Hey y'all :D welllll my first time writing uhm this. If you didn't get the title, pink and red make raspberry so yea I thought that was cool.  I read the manhwa a couple times so I could get a good vision on Minjae. I felt to make her dominant as a way of making her feel good since the years of giving more to others than herself has finally caught UpTo her and stuff. Minjae and Hyera can heal together ykk. I'm writing this before I hit 1000 reads, but I'm pretty sure I'll hit it by tomorrow so thank you guys! 1000 woah that's alot of people.

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