Melka x Mingyu
"Mingyu, let's go out to eat~!!!" You cooed at your best friend who just entered the waiting room, soaked in sweat. He gave you a soft grin as he sat beside you on the couch. "Sure, let me rest first." You just nodded and fiddled with the boy's wet hair. Mingyu's heavy breathing ringing through your ears.
You reached for your bag and took out a large towel and a shirt. "Mingyu ya~" You called with a sweet voice, making Mingyu's heart skip a beat. "Y-Yes, Melka?" He stuttered.
"Stand up." You ordered. He obeyed and lazily went in front of you. You stood on the tip of your toes, towel in hand, trying to reach his head but failed. You heard him chuckle.
"What's so funny?" You asked, embarrassed. He just ruffled your hair in response and did a half split until his head is the same level as yours.
"There." He smiled. You flicked his forehead, feeling humiliated. You continued your work and used the towel to wipe the sweat on his face as well as his neck, a stupid smile plastered on his face as you did. Once done, you moved and went behind him to dry his hair.
You rubbed the towel against his black hair, admiring its beauty as you did. When you finished, you brushed his hair and styled it. You asked him to turn around and face you, which he did.
"Wow, so gorgeous." You complimented--referring to your work. But Mingyu took it the wrong way and blushed hard.
"Now take your shirt off." Mingyu choked on his saliva by your words and stood up straight. "Excuse me?" He asked. "I said take your shirt off." You repeated. The boy hugged his torso and gave you a worried look.
"Melka, I'm not ready." He bit his lip and avoided eye contact. "What do you mean?" You asked, confused. "We can't do this." Mingyu sighed. Still confused, you raised your eyebrows at him.
"I don't mean it like I don't wanna do it but....if we're gonna do this we need to have mutual feelings." He stared at you. "But....aren't our feelings mutual?" You asked, oblivious of what he's actually thinking. "Melka, you know it isn't. I love you but you only think of me as a best friend so no, we can't do it." You were frozen on your spot, unable to move.
Did he just confess?
"Mingyu, I wasn't telling you to take your shirt off because I wanted to....you know. I was just gonna help you change." You laughed a little at his silliness. He blushed a deep red, clearly ashamed of himself. "But....did you mean what you said?" You mumbled. Mingyu tilted his head.
"You said you love me....did you mean that?" Mingyu smiled. "Will you finally love me back if I say I did?" You smiled back at him and cupped his cheeks. "I already love you, Mingyu." Mingyu lowered his head to lean in for a kiss and you closed your eyes, waiting for his lips to meet yours.
But he ended up sneezing at your face instead.
