We were sitting in our seats. First, we didn't go to an expensive resturaunt like I thought, it was just some random food place. I insisted on wearing something nice, but I should've listened to Minho.
Then, he kneeled in front of me when we got out of the car, and I don't know why my delusional mind thought he was going to do it right there. But, he did something cuter and tied my shoe for me.
He held my hand as we walked into the restaurant. Now, we're sitting across each other in awkward silence. "I've never heard you this quiet before." I looked up while I chewed on my dumpling. He laughed at how stuffed my cheeks were. "You eat just like Han."
I swallowed my food and took a sip of my wine. Dumplings and Wine. Odd combination, but this place sells an odd combination of things.
I confessed, "I got a lot on my mind." He leaned in, intrigued by what I was about to say. "What's been going on in your noggin." I smiled, "Just thinking about us. We have a lot of happy moments together. We've only gotten into two arguments in our one-year relationship."
He smiled, "It hasn't been a year."
"Huh?"
I laughed. Minho said, "Our anniversary is November 7th." I was shocked that he remembered. I don't remember celebrating their album release, I didn't even congratulate them. I was so wrapped up in my drama. Minho said, "I think you forgot." I laughed, "I mean, to be fair. You just had gotten stabbed." He laughed at my reasoning for not remembering. He held my hand looking me in the eye, "So, what are you getting me for our anniversary?" I giggled, "Peach cobbler."
Honestly, I have no clue what I'm getting him. He doesn't ask for much or anything.
He laughed, "You have no idea what to get me hm?" I swatted away his accusations. "I don't know everything!" He laughed, "If you didn't love me as much as I know you do, I'd think you don't care about me."
I tensed and plucked his bicep. "That's stupid. I love you more than I love myself.
He shrugged eating his rice. He got silent again letting me lead the conversation. "You do realize, you're like my first real relationship? I don't know how this works."
He nodded rubbing his hands together, "I know you don't. I like to tease. Don't worry too much about that. You know I got it."
He snatched a dumpling off my plate recognizing I was getting full. When we finished having pointless conversations we walked out together. I was starting to realize that he wasn't proposing.
He opened the door for me and closed it behind himself while he walked to the other side.
I smiled as he sank into his seat. "yah? What's with the sad smile?" I let out a long sigh, "It's slightly embarrassing."
He raised an eyebrow, "More embarrassing than when you got sick and threw up on me while I hugged you."
"Yes," I put frankly.
He was already driving off when he said, "Tell me jagiya. Don't get all closed off. Especially after a date."
I smiled at him calling me a pet name. I looked at him, "Aisha and Cheol made me think you were gonna propose tonight. You know, they said you giving me your card was a sign that you weren't saving for anything."
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Close The Door
FanfictionMinho doesn't like it when people aren't curious about him. Y/N (Black reader) is terrified of Minho because of his deadly looks. Her anxiety can't take it. How did she go from escaping an abusive household to being in a practice room with her best...