Twisted.

Restrain.

Hyunjin was keeping his distance from Minho. Ever since he told him that he hated him.

Hyunjin didn't believe him, he could see it in his eyes, that he was 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. But the nerve to say that to his face, Minho was indeed brave, considering the situation he was in.

But that was his Minho, brave, bratty and so so fucking 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭. It was hard to stay away from him, but Hyunjin had already taken an oath in his mind, he won't go near Minho, until he 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴 for it.

Hyunjin considered himself to be a strong man, but it was hard to be strong, be in, when Minho was 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 itself.

Innocent yet so 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭, it was so unfair, cause Minho was unaware of the 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 inside Hyunjin's head, he still hadn't seen all of him, while on the other hand Hyunjin knew Minho better than Minho knew himself.

Hyunjin was good at figuring people out and acting clueless, so people just took him as someone that didn't pay attention to stuff much. Minho took Hyunjin as someone who was oblivious and unobservant most of the times.

While in reality Hyunjin paid attention to the tiniest of details about people and Minho was the love of his life, he kept his eyes on Minho at all times and his ears opened. He knew 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 about Minho.

It was sunday, he was at home. Minho was still sleeping, which was good. Hyunjin took a long warm shower, which did a fairly good job in waking him up. He watered his dead plants, which he had forgotten about, again.

With a sigh, he crouched down next to a pot of withered peace lilies, Minho's favorite. "You have withered away too, just like Minho's feelings".

He sighed as he stood up and got inside. He was startled by a sleepy Minho sitting on the couch. "You're finally awake". Minho just nodded, didn't even bother to glance at him and that ticked Hyunjin off.

Hyunjin wanted to grab that perfect jaw of his, in a bruisingly rough hold and make him look at him. But he won't, for now at least.

Hyunjin had already eaten, so he made his way back to his room and then he worked mindlessly on his laptop, he didn't have anything better to do anyway.

After an hour of straining his eyes, Hyunjin got up, stretched his arms. Before he got out of his room, to check on Minho. He was still there on the couch, watching a movie. Hyunjin couldn't help but go sit next to him.

"What are you watching?" Hyunjin raised a brow, as he sat down next to him. Minho blinked as he glanced at Hyunjin. "I don't know... Just a random movie I guess".

Hyunjin smiled as he turned his head towards the tv again. Minho was always found watching a random movie or show, which made sense cause he didn't have anything else to do.

They were thirty minutes into the movie, when Minho spoke up brusquely. "Aren't you sick of me?"

Hyunjin's eyes were back on Minho. "I can never get sick of you, Min".

Minho stared at Hyunjin for a while, before his eyes were back on the tv. Minho acting in a peculiar way, too calm.

"I wish you would just let me go... I mean we can never go back to the way it was before". Minho said all of sudden. Hyunjin was quite for a good one minute,  trying to gather his thoughts.

"But I can't live without you". He could only utter the same five words he always says.

Minho scoffed, he didn't seem angry, just tired. "That same bullshit again. Don't you see how unhappy we both are?"

"Wrong, I am happy". Hyunjin cut him off.

"Are you?" Minho narrowed his eyes at Hyunjin.

"Yes... Yes I am, cause I have you, cause I get to see you, feel you every day. That is enough for me". He was looking in Minho's eyes, to let him know that his words were genuine and sincere.

A smooth talker, he always was, with his sweet words. Minho didn't want to admit it, but Hyunjin's words did affect him and Hyunjin knew that, he chose the right timing as well. He was smart, undoubtedly.

Minho didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say. Hyunjin was too complicated.

He spent the rest of the day, thinking about Hyunjin's words. A few days ago he was so sure that he wanted to runaway, far from Hyunjin, but now he wasn't sure what he wanted.

The voice in his head kept screaming at him to runaway, to do something, but he didn't know what to do. All needed was a chance and he'll runaway, somewhere, anywhere, far from Hyunjin.

Minho made dinner, for the two of them. He was quite the whole time and Hyunjin was having hard time controlling himself. He wanted to touch him, kiss him, he looked too adorable in that apron.

They ate in silence and then Minho picked the dishes up and took them to the kitchen's basin to wash them.

Hyunjin couldn't help but, hug Minho from behind, his long arms wrapping themselves around Minho's waist. Minho was a bit startled from the sudden gentle gesture.

"I'll wash them later, leave them". Hyunjin was nosing up against Minho's neck, taking in his sweet scent. Minho did what Hyunjin said, he left the dishes. As soon as Minho turned around, Hyunjin was kissing him, his lips colliding with Minho's 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 and 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺.

It didn't take long for Hyunjin to pull on Minho's hair, Minho moaned and Hyunjin entered his tongue in. He was done holding back.

Hyunjin couldn't help but give in to his true desires. He had wanted to do this for days. He sighed as Minho melted against him. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰.

Author's note: I'm still alive... and deeply sorry for the delay. I appreciate everyone who comment and vote here, y'all are the best. <3