Minyoung stayed in Luhan's house while he went out for groceries. He told her not to touch anything, but do you think someone like Lee Minyoung would listen?
Nope.
The girl lay there on the couch, browsing Twitter, tweeting, and trying to find out Luhan's social media accounts. She tossed and turned on the couch until she managed to fall off it and roll onto the floor. She got up and decided to venture into his room. I mean, it was only a peak.
A peak into his room turned into an adventure. Two minutes on his comfortable bed made Minyoung not even want to get back up.
One thing made her uncomfortable. In Luhan's living room, there were photos of himself plastered all over the walls. It was pretty much the same thing for his bedroom, except there were photos of him and one other male.
At least she thought it was a male. In some of the framed photos, Luhan was standing with the guy making cute faces into the camera.
"Is Fuckboy... No way."
Minyoung backed up against the wall and tried to recuperate her thoughts. "They're probably just friends."
She heard the door open up from downstairs and hurried down the stairs back into the living room. "Oh, you're back."
He didn't respond, just walked past her, hurrying into the kitchen to put the groceries away. Minyoung watched him put the things away and wasn't in too much of a hurry to ask him what was the meaning of those photos.
"Fuckboy?"
"What?"
"I went in your room."
Luhan frowned and waltzed up to Minyoung, grabbing her shirt collar. "I know I told you not to go in there. There are things in that room that you do not need to see, Minyoung."
"Too late, babe. I know all about your little boyfriend."
Luhan didn't know whether to explain it to her in brief detail, or lie to her. He knew he would have to tell Minyoung about Sehun but she didn't think it would be this soon.
"He's not my boyfriend. He's my brother..."
"Oh."
"Yeah so don't worry, we can still bang, bang, bang!"
"You're not putting that crusty popsicle stick anywhere near my screen door, boy."
"HOW DO YOU KNOW IT'S CRUSTY?"
Minyoung fell to the floor, laughing so hard to the point where she was crying. "You're an idiot, but you're kinda cute so it's o-okay." She said flirtatiously, trying to control her laughter.
"You know, Minyoung... Why don't we take this conversation to a more private place, hmm?"
She got back up on her feet and eyed the tall boy for a good few seconds before giving him a cool response. A Lee Minyoung style response.
"Your house is on top of a hill, away from all signs of life, there is nobody in this place except us, so I'd say this place is private enough."
Rejecting rejection, Luhan picked Minyoung up bridal style and carried her to the bedroom. Well, if you call throwing a girl over your shoulder, letting her feet swing wildly "bridal style". He then tossed her on his bed which smelled like broken dreams and lost confidence.
"I'm sick of your smart little responses, Minyoung."
Just when he was getting started to enter the lion's den, Minyoung gasped and wiped her eyes. "Hey, I didn't even touch you yet!"
"I can't fuck with pictures of you and that dude directly in my face!"
"Shit." he murmured. He forgot all about his "brother".
They lie there on his bed, in a seemingly uncomfortable position. The silence was annoying to Minyoung. If something was going to be done, she wanted to get it over with. Luhan also wanted to get the party started, so he chose to break the silent barrier.
"Hey, I'll turn off the lights."
"I won't be able to see."
"Minyoung, you don't need to see. Just feel."
Minyoung chuckled, now anticipating it. "Okay, go turn off the lights."
After a two minute argument on whether to turn the lights off or to dim them, the lights eventually went off, and the two of them went at it like rabbits for a good three minutes before...
The phone rang. To those two horndogs, it sounded like a fucking fire alarm.
Minyoung, enjoying the current position she was in, leaned over, grabbed the phone and tossed it over to Luhan.
As tense as he was, he answered the phone.
"Annyeong."
"Hello."
Luhan's mouth opened wide enough, you could see the back of his tongue. He shifted a little to try to ease his paperwork out of Minyoung's glove compartment, but it only ended up making her let out little grunts and moans, indicating pleasure.
"Um, Sehun, this isn't a good time."
Minyoung was too busy enjoying her high to even bother trying to listen to Luhan's conversation with this Sehun person.
"Fuck!"
Luhan tried to shush her, but his attempts at suppressing this bipolar nympho's moans failed miserably.
"Oh, that? That was my computer. I gotta go." He quickly hung up and tossed the phone at the door.
Minyoung completely snapped out of her blissful state after the phone call. "Who the fuck is Sehun?"
"..."
"I asked you a question, Fuckboy."
"He's my brother. The guy on the wall."
"We'll talk about this later, keep fucking me, asshole."
Luhan didn't ask any questions and sure as hell didn't want to deny the offer. He wanted as much of Minyoung as he could get before she found out the truth about the two.
I'm sorry if this was bad, it's just going to get worse. There's your warning. Leave while you can.
-Braydon R.
