Midnight Caller [HWANG HYUNJIN FF]

1. How it started

People love Hwang Hyunjin.

Beautiful like the springtime he was born in, people loved the external image of Hyunjin, what they first saw and thought of him. They admired his god-like features, lean body, and soft voice, not interested in his flaws and weaknesses because they viewed him as flawless and perfect. 

But Hwang Hyunjin was no god. He was a mere human with human-like traits and more imperfections than one could imagine.

He would howl in a panic about a coffee stain on his shirt, go absolutely crazy about lamb chops, make the most unattractive face when wearing acupuncture slippers, and leave his brain outside when answering riddles.

He was allergic to cats, wrote poems in his free time, and spent most of his allowance on art supplies.

Those were some facts not many knew about Hyunjin because, as said, people didn't bother digging deeper into his life (which worked in Hyunjin's favor), they were just happy to be around a handsome human.

However, there was one more person besides his parents who loved Hyunjin for who he truly was - for his good and his bad. That was the person who saw his "ugly", crying face, the one who tended his wounds (both external and internal), the often stronger, smarter, more mature, and less emotional one in their friendship - Hyunjin's next-door neighbor and his first friend whom he always copied his homework from - Kang Minji.

Even though Hyunjin was imperfect, Minji loved him dearly.

And she currently very much loved the way he bucked his hips upward, his forearm hooked under her left leg, growling in the crook of her neck as he fucked her against the wall of the dark hotel room he was staying in for the weekend.

But, let's rewind to the very beginning of when Minji's feelings developed and how her "beneficial" relationship with her best friend started...

Minji was two years younger than Hyunjin so they basically grew up together. Door-to-door neighbors. She knew him like the back of her hand.

Despite his popularity and being two years older, Hyunjin, an emotional, daydreaming, and artistic Pisces, relied on the sometimes cold, serious, and stoic Scorpio that Minji was. He would confide only in her, not in any of his "admirers", and the fact that she was his "safe place" filled Minji with pride.

But, as they grew older, Hyunjin toughened up (though he would still come to Minji's house to cry and whine for any stupid reason only he would find tragic) but so did she. Minji learned to mask her blush and not get affected by Hyunjin's flirting.

But, it took her time to master those skills - it was easy to make her flustered when she was only 15.

Being showered by his friendly attention, nicknames, and smiles daily, it was at that age that Minji crushed on Hyunjin, her best friend, even though she knew she shouldn't. When hormones were wilding, it was easy for her to fall for his charm.

All teen girls were falling for the high school heartthrob Hwang Hyunjin and he was well aware of that - it fed his ego whenever he would walk through the school hallways; all he could hear behind him were longing sighs and giggly whispers.

He was soon turning 18, he was finishing high school and getting ready for college, and he already slept with more girls than he could count on the fingers of both hands. And Minji was still a shy virgin, burying her acne-covered face in books every time Hyunjin would smile at her.

And he was currently sitting across from her, rocking back and forth on the chair while his best friend studied biology in the quiet library.

"So, are you coming to my birthday party or nah?" Hyunjin asked, observing his fingernails.