KHIP-HOP Mini Series

Mino 03

My first mistake was the alcohol. 

I shouldn't have drank as much as I did last night. I let the vulnerable side of me overcome me whole to the point where last night was a blur. 

My second mistake I realized soon enough was waking up next to a man who had his arms wrapped around me, his eyes starring into mine, brushing strands of hair away from my face while he whispered how beautiful I was. 

Slowly last night replays and then suddenly the question dawns on me. 

"Did we have sex?" I blurt aloud. 

My third mistake I soon realized he'd reveal. 

He laughs, releasing me and pushes himself off the bed fully clothed, wearing last night's clothes except that his shirt was smudged with my lipstick. I've never felt this embarrassed in my life.  

His eyes roam over my body, the lust in them still alive. "No." He sounds disappointed and I'm taken aback by his answer. I could have sworn we'd gotten really kinky last night but it's still a blur to me. 

I just remember him holding me and placing kisses down my neck but the rest is still hazy. "You told me you'd forget all about last night today and you did." He laughs. "But no we didn't..." He pauses. 

He looks away and puts on his shoes. "You just cried in my arms." 

I gasp. 

No wonder my eyes felt swollen. I must have caused a scene last night, I was supposed to be a self powered broken hearted women who got her revenge but in the end I ended up chickening out at the last second, not to mention that it had to be with someone who was hot. 

I throw the covers over my head and cringe while he laughs and tugs the covers away, instead he climbs on up and presses his body against mine, pinning me underneath him. "You're the first." He says. 

My eyebrows furrow together in confusion. "What?" I ask. 

"You're interesting." He clarifies. He pecks my lips and I can't help but blush like a fool, where did my courage from last night go? 

He pushed himself off and takes me bridal style away from the bedroom and into the kitchen where he sets me down on the couch. I watch as he heads over to the kitchen and starts getting to work while I watch whatever is on TV. 

I change the channel until there is no Kpop or Idols on the screen anywhere the sight of that makes my insides  weak and suddenly I'd remember the scene last night of when I caught my ex with another woman. 

"You don't like Kpop?" He asks. 

"It's not that I don't like it." I begin. "I just can't see it, it reminds me too much of what happened." He softens up a bit and looks away I guess I must have spilled the whole beans last night. 

Once he's done cooking I head over to the table where he takes a seat besides me and force feeds me like a child. I take the fork from him and instead feed myself while I sigh resting my head against his shoulder. "This is nice." I say feeling full. 

He chuckles and looks over at me for some reason the urge to kiss him intensifies but I hold back and instead force feed another spoonful of food into my mouth. 

Once we're done eating Mino grabs the keys to his car taking me by the hand. "I'll drive you home." He says. 

-

"Here." He hands me his cell and takes mine from his hands. He starts dialing in his number while I do the same. "Jessica <3." He giggles. 

I hand him back his phone while he does the same. "Call me when you want to talk or something." He leans over and places a kiss on my cheek. 

I shake my head since I can't form rational thoughts and instead step out the car and walk up the steps to my house. I turn back around and wave while he drives off. 

It isn't until I'm inside that I collapse to the ground feeling overwhelmed. 

It takes a while for me to get my breath back to normal, I have to get a glass of water to drink and then I head over to run a bath where I convince myself it's for the best if I try not to remember what happened last night between Mino and me. 

As a matter of fact I turn my cell off and figure it's best if we shut him out all together. 

-

It's exactly a week and in that week I've managed to get drunk three nights in a row in my house alone, I've vomited more than I've actually eaten and I've cried a lot. I should be getting better by now but this whole house reminds me of infidelity. 

One particular night while I sobered up I started getting flashes of that night I spent with Mino. It felt like the world that had been collapsing inside me slowly pieced itself together when I saw bits and pieces of him holding me as I sobbed into his shirt muttering how hurt I was. 

He murmured over and over how he was here, he'd listen and not leave me alone. He placed kisses down my neck and shifted his body so I could wrap my arms around the back of his neck and we'd stay like that for a while he brushed his fingers up and down my spine. 

He had even hummed me a song I'd never heard before but it managed to get me relaxed and I pulled my head back to watch him sing to me and I could feel my heart racing and the pain drifting and then he did it. 

He kissed me and sealed the deal. 

And he stopped with just a kiss. 

The bad boy, the player ended up being a softy.

It took another whole week before I could finally press the call button but even then I couldn't. I ended up fixing myself up and heading over to the club where I knew he'd be. 

I walked inside this time not drunk and headed over to the area where I'd last seen him and to my surprise he sat there playing poker with a few guys until he finally looked up and met my gaze caught off guard.

I came here determined and this time for sure I'd get the answers I deserved. 

I wanted to know why that beautiful man had just let me cry and made me feel like we had truly connected and just when I was about to close the distance I stopped. 

She slithered in, her fingers grazing the skin on his back until she claimed her spot on his lap, I saw him tense up and look down at the woman on his lap but she was already glaring at me a smile on her face. 

And that was just the beginning of the war to come.