MONSTA X Imagines!

Fighter

Minhyuk x Reader-
Genre: Sad based Romance

My life was boring and basic. School, forget to do homework, and hang out with my best friend, Minhyuk. It was the routine.
There is only one thing that's changed recently...

I was walking home with Minhyuk like usual. It was almost the end if the school year and we were both as exited as ever. It was hot and muggy outside and I only ever wore shorts and t-shirts now. But recently Minhyuk had started wearing turtle-necks and long pants. "Minhyuk, what's your problem?" I joked. "You're still wearing those winter clothes yet you're sweating like a pig!" He laughed a bit, "I guess it's just my new style..." I didn't but that. Especially not the way that he said it. "Sure." I responded, sarcastically. "What, Y/N??" "You're not one to put style over comfort" he puffed his cheeks, crossed his arms and looked away, "Who says I'm not comfortable? Who says I don't like the feeling of sweat?" I giggled, "That's weird."

We arrived at my house. I immediately ran into the kitchen and grabbed two break-in-half fudgesicles.

I walked back into the living room and threw one at Minhyuk "Here y-"
I paused because I'm sure that I saw purple and crimson before he frantically pulled his sleeves down.
"..." Did he get into a fight? He wasn't a fighter... "What happened?..." "Nothing!" He smiled the fake sit smile known to man.
I hated when people didn't answer me. "Who did this to you?" My voice raised. "What?" He replied, fake.
I grabbed his arms and held them up as the close shirt slid down, revealing his cuts and bruises. I could already feel the tears in my eyes and the lump in my throat. "Minhyuk..." He abruptly stood up and ran out of the house.

We hadn't talked for a while.
We had a week left of school, unlike that day when we still had three.
I decided that today was the day that I'd apologize. I was too embarrassed to do it myself so I wrote a letter and was going to slip it into his locker.
But when I got there I saw an unforgivable sight.

A group of about 4 older guys surrounded him. One pushed him to the locker, another threw a punch at his jaw, the next pulled him to the floor and the other started kicking him before the rest followed his actions. He wouldn't even fight back.
He wasn't a fighter.
I couldn't stand for that. I was going to do something about it.

I ran up the them and pushed them away screaming horrible words and smashing their heads in with whatever I could find. I knew that this would lead to detention but in the moment I couldn't think.

By the end of my rage I had left a pile of  them and a petrified Minhyuk who I turned to.
He shakily stepped backwards. "Why didn't you tell me? Did you not trust me?" I interrogated, stepping towards him. He stepped back again. "Don't be afraid" I said, smoothly. "I would never hurt you." He listened and stopped backing away.

At that moment I couldn't hold it anymore. I noticed that someone I would do this for is someone I'm in love with. At that moment, I didn't care about if he didn't like me back.
But I had to try.
I leaned in and kissed him softly
and he kissed back.
Even when I tried to pull away he wouldn't let me.
I realized my life wasn't as boring as I thought. There was so much love. I got to protect the one I loved.
He wasn't a fighter.

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A/N
Sorry about not writing a new one yesterday, I was exhausted.