The Reunion

Minhyuk's Wife

Author: @killingmebtob // Sara

Title: The Reunion ;; Minhyuk's Wife

Character: Minhyuk, Changsub, and Reader

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A shiver ran down my spine when I felt a finger slowly trail up the bare skin of my back. An amused chuckle sounded from behind me and I couldn't help but roll my eyes before gazing at my husband through the mirror. I was in the process of coloring my lips red when he did that.

"You're really wearing that?" He questioned, eyes trailing my figure on the mirror. I was wearing a black halter dress that was being held together by a bow at the nape of my neck and was fitted at the waist. My bare back was open for him to see while the skater skirt fell to my mid-thighs. Even if I could see what he was doing, I was still surprised when he held my waist firmly.

"What's wrong with it?" I innocently asked with an underlying playfulness in my voice.

"Well... For one, it's kind of short. Two, you might get cold with the back open like this. Three, you're going to attract the eyes of other men,"

I sighed, capping the lipstick, before turning around to face him. Loosely wrapping my arms around his neck, I flirtatiously responded, "Well, those other men aren't you, Minhyuk." Inside my head though, there was someone else whom I wanted to stare at me with a lustful gaze.

Quickly, I pushed those thoughts away. I've never dared to do anything with anyone else and it's not that I'm not happy with Minhyuk. In fact, we're both extremely happy being together. Everything between us is perfect except for that small speck of dirt in my head. I've never told him nor anyone about it because I believe that it's just a phase and that it'd pass away. Sadly, it hasn't yet and it's been a few years now. Truth be told, every time I thought about him, I would feel like I was cheating on Minhyuk.

"You need to stop saying those things while looking the way you do or else we're never leaving the house," he darkly smirked, his eyes staring into mine. Immediately, I released my arms and stepped around him.

"Nope," I teased as I grabbed my purse on the bed. "We have to go. It's been years since you've seen your classmates and we're already running late,"

"Exactly. We're running late so I don't see any problem about arriving at a later time. Better yet, we can stay home," Minhyuk argued.

I shook my head, tapping my purse against his chest. "No. Let's go,"

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When we got to the reunion, the place was filled with faces that we've not seen for quite a while. The whole hall was filled with chatters and clinking of glasses. My eyes scanned the room trying to look for familiar faces that I could give names to. I kept on looking around as Minhyuk guided me towards a table with vacant seats for two.

I almost stopped walking when my eyes landed on him standing two tables down where Minhyuk was leading me to. The white polo inside his buttoned black suit fitted his body well. It didn't help that his hair was brushed up, showing his pristine features. Almost everything about him screamed perfection but what really struck me the most about him was his eyes. People say that the eyes are the windows to one's soul and they truly are with him.

My gaze shifted to the woman who he had his arm wrapped around her waist. I've always wondered what it must be like to be in her position. A lot of people in our class often wonder too because Changsub was well-known to be one of the gentlemen in our time. Others would eye his wife in jealousy because a man who was deemed perfect by almost everyone chose her. I didn't mind though. The only thing I constantly wonder about is how well she's being treated in the bedroom. There was just something about her husband that had my insides twisting and turning.