A Scandalous Pair | Kim Mingyu FF | Svt

Do-hee

Later that day, after the frenzy of passion and desire had subsided, we both lay in the bed, limbs tangled together and bodies still buzzing with pleasure. The room was filled with a contented silence as we both tried to catch our breaths and calm our racing hearts. I rested my head against Mingyu's chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart and feeling the warmth of his body radiating against mine. He had his arms wrapped around me, holding me close and rubbing gentle circles on my back. After a few moments had passed, I shifted in his arms so that I could look up at him, my chin resting on his chest. I traced random patterns on his skin as I asked him a question that had been lingering in my mind. "How did you know my address?"

Mingyu looked down at me, a sly smile playing at the corners of his lips. He chuckled softly, his fingers gently rubbing the skin of my arm. "Looks like your best friend Haewon is now also my friend. She's the one who told me, and I've known about it for like five months."

I raised my eyebrows in surprise and let out a soft laugh. I should've known that Haewon had something to do with this. I playfully slapped his chest, pretending to be upset. "So you've been stalking me for five months?"

"It's called respecting the wish of giving space to others, not stalking." I rolled my eyes playfully, still lying on his chest. I traced a finger along the outline of his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my touch.

"Mhmm, sure. It's not stalking at all, just... giving me space while knowing my address. Totally different. So you're trying to tell me you never tried to visit me?"

He chuckled and shifted under my touch, his hand coming up to brush a strand of hair away from my face. "You caught me. I did drive past your house a couple of times, okay, not just drive. Maybe sometimes I followed you around a little bit, curious as to what you were doing, but nothing more than that. I didn't want to intrude on your space." He paused for a moment, his fingers tracing the curve of my jaw. "I wanted to give you time to figure things out. But I missed you too much."

I looked up at him, feeling a warmth spreading through my chest. His words stirred something within me that I couldn't quite explain. I felt a mix of emotions: gratitude, affection, and a hint of regret. "You could've just reached out to me, you know," I said softly.

He nodded, his expression turning somber. "I knew that. But I didn't want to pressure you. I thought it was best to let you come to me when you were ready."

I shifted in his arms, propping myself up on my elbow so that I could look at him better. I studied his face, taking in the way his eyes seemed to darken as he met my gaze. "So what made you come here today?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

He let out a deep sigh and ran a hand through his hair, his expression turning serious. "Honestly, I just couldn't wait any longer. I missed you too much. I couldn't bear the thought of going another day without seeing you."

I felt my heart skip a beat at his words, and a wave of warmth washed over me. I reached out and traced a finger along the line of his jaw. "You missed me that much, huh?" I said, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

He nodded, his hand coming up to cover mine, still resting on his cheek. He turned his head and kissed the inside of my wrist, sending a shiver down my spine. "You have no idea," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I tried to give you space, I really did. But every day without you felt like an eternity. I couldn't focus, I couldn't sleep. Everywhere I went, I thought of you."

His other hand came up to cup my face, his thumb brushing against my cheek. He looked at me with such intensity that it made my breath catch in my throat. "I missed your smile, your laugh, the way you tilt your head to the side when you're thinking. I missed the way your eyes light up when you're excited about something, and the way you scrunch your nose when you're annoyed. I missed the way you fit perfectly in my arms like this." He pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arms tightly around me, as if he was afraid I would disappear.