The sun shining through your window woke you the next day. You rolled over to Xiumin's side to be closer to him, but all you felt was the cold mattress. You sat up." Xiumin ?"
You made your way to the living room, calling out for him. But the house was empty. You heard keys jingling and the front door opened. Xiumin came in with a few paper bags.
" Good, you're awake..", he said when he saw you. "I bought some baking stuff. You slept pretty long, so I thought you might need something energetic. The kids aren't here, no bad role-model danger. How about chocolate chip cookies for breakfast ?"
You smiled.
" I'd love that."
While he kneaded the ingredients together you kept looking at him. You couldn't help imagining how his hands that were now kneading the dough had been caressing your body. You were so thankful for him making you feel so loved.
" What ?", he asked and you were not able to stop smiling.
" I'm just thankful... for you."
He turned to you and his mouth found yours. He laid his hands on your cheeks, covering them a little in sugared butter and flour when the kiss got deeper. He brushed his thumb over your lips and you opened them a little to savor the sweet butter taste. You felt the hunger inside you grow again. But this time way bigger.
" What we did yesterday...", you said. "I want to do it again."
You kissed him again, slipping off his jacket, and he ripped the buttons of your shirt open. Your hands got lost in his hair. He lifted you on the kitchen counter.
Now that you found me... I feel like I can never stop. How are we ever supposed to stop doing this ? Could this be what heaven feels like ?
Your phone didn't ring often. Especially because you still hadn't saved all the numbers you were supposed to have. But a few days later it did.
" Hello ?"
" This is Luhan. I'm glad that you answered. It's about time that we talk, Y/N."
He sounded really serious. He suggested to meet in a café near your place to talk to you.
" What do you want to tell me so badly ?"
You stumbled out of the café, feeling all dizzy. Luhan asked if you were okay and offered to take you home. He wanted to help you, but you didn't let him touch you. Your feet carried you home by theirselves. You were blinding out what was happening around you.
" It happened a year ago. Back then I had a little crush on you. You didn't exactly make me stop at the beginning. But you had to eventually. You wanted to tell him. But right then the car accident happened. And your memories were gone. I would lie if I said that I didn't think about not telling you. You seemed so happy... just like Xiumin. I'm sorry, Y/N. It was just a dumb mistake, and after that I knew that I see you as nothing more than a friend. But... He has to know. Just like you said, he deserves the truth."
Your head hurt from working too much. You had remembered it. You remembered you being drunk and frustrated because Xiumin and you had full time jobs back then and you barely saw each other. You remembered kisses and moans you had shared with Luhan. That was it. The memory you had been searching for when you first saw him.
„That's a lie... Luhan."
„It's not."
„I don't know why you're lying, but I remember it clearly. I started it. You let it happen at first. But you were the one who made me stop. You told me to go home. And if you wouldn't have stopped me... - I would have....- Oh God, I.... ! "
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Remember me: A Xiumin Fanfiction
Fanfiction„Who are you ?", you hesitantly asked. „I'm your husband.", he said with a shaky voice. After an accident you can't remember anything that happened after your sixteenth birthday. Not even Xiumin, your husband. There's only one way to bring your memo...