We were still outside in the rain like two crazy people knowing damn well we will get sick; the rain was cold and there was no sign of it letting up anytime soon.
Yet here we were kissing in the rain, it's like one of those romantic love scenes in a movie.
"Minho." I whispered into the kiss. "We should head inside now."
Minho chuckled softly, "You're probably right."
Minho connected their lips once again; it was filled with pure lust and passion. Hyunjin let his arms tighten around Minho's neck and pulled him closer to deepen the already heated kiss.
Minho took this as a sign to hook his arms under Hyunjin's legs lifting him without disconnecting their lips.
He walked them back into the house trying to close the door in the process, both laughing at how they were failing miserably and getting everything wet from the rain. Closing the door successfully this time they continued, and Minho started walking towards the stairs.
They weren't being very subtle, so Felix was bound to hear them.
As they got upstairs running into everything in the process and knocking shit over, finally making it to Minho's room as he opened the door and going inside.
"Hey what the fuck, are we getting robbed or something?" I could hear Felix shouting from his room. No doubt he stepped out to see what was going on, "Oh shit my bad."
I couldn't help but pull from Minho's lips and let out a laugh, Minho as well. "Felix, don't you dare come into this room!" Minho yelled as he laid me on the bed and went to close the door.
"About damn fucking time!" Felix shouted.
"Where did that boy learn to have such a mouth?" Minho chuckled.
"No idea." I smiled.
Minho crawled on top of me and now as he was hovering over me, I'm sure my eyes held all the want in the world. He looked at me as he caressed my cheek and looked at me, "You're so fucking beautiful." Minho whispered.
"And now I know where he gets his mouth from." I smirked.
There was a time when Chan said those exact same words to me, but they didn't feel anything like this. It was like fireworks that went through my body, and I pulled Minho down on top of me and kissed him.
This time the kiss was hungrier, and Minho was quick to slip his tongue in and quickly explore my mouth. Our tongues slotted together in sync just like they were made too, and our teeth were clashing together, I moaned into the kiss which just made Minho want me more.
Minho then pulled away just long enough to remove his shirt and then mine, tossing both to the side.
I guess Minho let things go not even realizing there was a light on in the room, I could see his...or some of his scars. The ones he never wanted anyone to see, I could only imagine what other ones he had.
I reached out to touch him, my fingertips just barely grazing over the scar on his chest before he caught my hand.
"Minho...please." I whispered.
Minho suddenly pulled away and got off the bed, he was trying to grab his shirt off the floor but not before I made it over to him and grabbed his hand.
"I let my mind get clouded by you and forgot...you should be disgusted by me." Minho said coldly.
I turned Minho to face me and cupped his cheek, he was trying so very hard to be the tough guy that he is.
"Don't hide from me." I spoke sternly.
I decided to test the waters and let my hands explore the front of his body, his body went rigid, and he froze in his place. I leaned in and kissed the scar just below his collar bone, I could feel him breathing heavily and I know it's taking a lot for him to be here in front of me exposed.
I walked around to his back side my hands still touching his skin, but I was not prepared for what I saw or what I felt.
"Hyunjin please don't..." I could hear the pain in his voice.
I stood back just enough so I could see, his back was littered with scars from small to big and some even jagged. These scars were as if they were made by a knife or even some sort of whip, I guess you could say.
My fingers touched each one, I was trying to be as gentle as I could.
"Oh Minho...how could someone do this to you." I spoke softly.
I leaned in and kissed his shoulders and the very few top scars on his back, he thought they made him ugly, but he was so wrong.
Scars are a reminder of what we've been through, but they aren't ugly, they make you who you are.
They make you stronger.
They make you beautiful.
I took Minho by the hand and dragged him over to the bed; I sat down pulling him down next to me. I cupped his cheek and turned his face to look at me, his eyes were watery and trying so hard to keep his tears in.
"You can cry Minho; it doesn't make you any less of a man you know. Fuck you couldn't see it, but I was crying out there in the rain. It's time to let me in Minho, you don't have to tell me everything at once, but this is worse compared to my past." I spoke.
"Don't say that Jinnie." Minho whispered. "I just wanted this to be special for us, now it's ruined."
"It's not ruined Minho; it's just delayed is all. You have me now Minho and I'm not going anywhere; we have all the time in the world." I smiled.
I pulled Minho in, and my lips brushed against his in a soft sweet kiss, I know where he wanted this to go tonight and so did I but right now it can wait.
I'm not going to pressure him into telling me anything, I just can't imagine what he went through and how long it went on for.
"You're not disgusted by me?" Minho looked at me with worry.
"No Minho why would I be? They are scars, you've seen mine Min and know about a little of my past. I'm still here, aren't I?" I replied.
I could see him relax a bit, but I could tell he was still on edge and really didn't want me to touch him. I however made it my mission to let him know I'm not going anywhere, I'm here to stay.
"I love you Minho." I kissed him.
Minho returned the kiss and then he rested his forehead against mine.
"I love you Hyunjin, for so damn long." Minho whispered.
I couldn't help but smile, I know he has waited for me for so damn long. I just hope we can make this work.
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