Beyond Repair

Chapter 8

People worry too much about the simplest things. Min worries about love. In her mind the day she tells Jin how she feels, it will all be over.

Jin on the other hand worries about not being the perfect guy he wants to be. He worries about Min's family, the society, his family; basically he worries about people. What will people say?

These worries are heightened when they are around each other. They know they are walking on thorns by not telling each other. They know it would be better to just avoid each other if they don't want things to get messy.

Nevertheless, at the end they still love each other endlessly. Which is why they find themselves in compromising situations quite often.

These are the situations when Min is just about to reach her breaking point. She bites her lips and grinds her teeth hard enough to taste the iron in her mouth. Her fist clench shut as she tries not to show how much she is affected.

On the other hand, Jin looks perfectly calm in these situations. He thinks of himself too highly and he would do anything to protect his perfect reputation. He just burns inwardly and thinks about the diary hidden inside his drawer back at home; thinking about what to write.

These situations refer to the one going on at the moment.

Jin is currently inches away from Min, so close that he could just lift up his chin a little and their lips would immediately come into contact. Both of them are entangled in a blanket and they can feel each others skin too closely. Both of their breathing is erratic, unstable even.

It wouldn't be a lie to say that both of them look like a hot mess.

Min is fuming in anger and frustration. She wants to desperately close the gap between them, just a push forward and she could finally touch his lips. Just a little push and she could melt into nothingness, she thinks, but at the same time she is unable to even breath as Jin's hot breath fans her face.

Jin on the other hand is doing whatever he can not to move. His hands are shaking violently trying to keep his balance while his eyes are looking at anything but Min. He is cursing at himself for having put both of them in this situation.

Both of them loose it even more when their eyes connect with each other. They want to look away immediately; they really do, but at the same time they are so whipped for each other that they just can't.

So whipped that they don't even realise the distance getting smaller; neither do they realise their eyes shutting down. When they finally realise what is happening their lips are already connected.

Both of them freeze as their lips connect; eyes still closed as their hearts beats at a painfully erratic pace. Both of them are in a frenzy in their mind they don't even realise how perfectly their lips fit against each other or how even their heartbeats are in sync.

Jin feels his arms getting tired as they shake making him loose his balance a little and his lips press harder against Min's.

Min sighs at this. It feels likd a initiation for her from his side. Gathering enough courage, or a moment of idiocy, she immediately starts to move her lips against his.

To say that Jin is shocked at Min's action would be an understatement. But his shock is short lived as he too, against his determination, immediately starts to kiss her back.

Their kiss starts slow, both of them are shocked at the turn of events and even too scared to do something wild which would ruin their relationship in the future. 

But all rationality is thrown out the window when Min bites on Jin's lower lip. Jin feels all his barriers crumbling as he finally lets go of his weight; now completely pushing his weight on Min. His hands travel to Min's waist, pulling her closer, closing the inexistent space between them.

Min travels her hands upward, grabbing Jin's neck slightly and turning her head for better position.

Their lips now hungrily move against each other, both hungrily nipping at each others lips as they pour all those moments of insecurities and longing just for this exact moment.

Min's breath hitches as she feels Jin's fingers rubbing circles in her skin where her t-shirt has ridden up. Jin pinches her skin a little catching Min off guard when he finally swivels his tongue inside her mouth.

Min moans as she tastes the wetness with her own. The vibration driving Jin crazy as his last piece of determination and sanity crumbles completely and he forces his tongue even deeper into her mouth.

Both of them are a moaning mess untill Min separates herself from him, the lack of oxygen proving to be too much for a novice to handle.

I curse at the lack of contact. It was finally going the way I was longing for a thousand years by now.

Min's forehead rests against Jin's as their eyes are tightly shut. They are unable to open their eyes because everything that happened in the heat of the moment was incomprehensible to them at the moment.

Both of their breathing are ragged. Their cheeks are tainted by a dark red color because of the heat and proximity and they  are at a state of complete shock and don't know how to proceed from the wierd situation that they have put themselves into.

Jin just felt like shit at the moment. He had been longing for this moment for a year now but this was not how he pictured it to be.

"U-uh I shhh-should probably go h-home now" Jin finally stuttered after what felt like an eternity of catching their breath.

Min felt her heart sink a little at this but she didn't comment on it.

He tried to pull himself out of the now painfully entangled bedding in a rush causing the sheets to get tighter around them.

With a little more pressure Jin finally got himself out with a cry of victory but the cry turned into a wail as both of them fell onto the ground with a thud.

Both of them groaned at the impact but none of them said a word or even looked at each other.

Min was quick to cover her face with her hands as she muttered a small 'ouch' under her breath.

After a moment of silence Jin gathered enough courage to pull himself out of the sheet completely as he too apologised in a whisper. All the while Min had her face in her hand as she refused to meet eye with him.

The moment of awkwardness was getting too much for Jin to handle so  he practically flew to the door yelling a bye and he was out of sight in no time leaving a heavily flustered Min on the floor cursing at the past 30 minutes or so.
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Jin fell face first on his bed as he tried to drown the  concerned voice of his mother calling her from downstairs. He had rushed into his house beet red and breathing heavily. He imagined how much of a hot mess he must have looked with his tussled hair, swollen lips and flaring cheeks but none of that was his concern right now.

All he could think about was how stupid he had been to kiss her in the heat of the moment. He cursed at his little self control and moreover he cursed at himself for not being under control as he thought he was the one to initiate the kiss.

On the other hand Min was still on the floor in the same position Jin had left her. She too was blushing madly but her thoughts were solely focused on the fact that their lips moulded perfectly into each other.

She missed his lips already. She missed his little huff and puff as he tried to close the gap between them. She missed his fingers playing with the hem of the t-shirt she was wearing, touching her skin in the process. All in all, she missed his lips on hers.
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It was going to be a long night for the three of them.