A/N sorry that i'm such a tease, i wanted to leave you hanging
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"it doesn't matter now" and pressed his lips on mine once again
after a while, minho pulled away. i wasn't fastly at all.
"all good now?" he asked me with his forehead on mine
i nodded. minho got up and went to the door.
"the electricity should be working today. so bye bye"
i remained seated like i was scalded. just a minute ago he was kissing me and now puf, he's gone, everything's gone. am i gone?
"hey!" i managed to get it out of me and minho turned in the door
"why are you leaving?" why the hell didn't i hit him in his head instead of that? oh look, a vase! wait what
"why are you leaving?" kill yourself seungmin, just kill, really
"shouldn't i?" he raised his eyebrows almost to his hair
"if it depended on me, then no" i'm the dumbest person alive
he just left. without any word.
it killed me more than if he told me that i'm an asshole or something.
i just showered and went to bed with too many questions (A/N hah)
~Flashback~
"who do you think you are?!" i screamed at minho from my whole lungs
i threw my hands to the air.
"what should i think? so i borrowed your TV. don't be mad, you dummy" he said the last sentence with cheeky grin on his face
"you're saying it like it's yours too" i continued to scream at him
i live here for only two days and this incredibly sexy boy is driving me crazy with his manners.
"but darling" he laughed and lightly pressed the tip of my nose
"you wouldn't get upset about an ordinary tv. we're neighbors, right? and neighbors should have a good relationship with each other, you said something like this shit" i wanted to strangle him right here and then
everything, just so i wouldn't have to share one house with him.
"and go do your makeup or something, you look like a tomato" he grinned and shut his flat door right in front of face
"you jerk!" my nerves cracked up
"give me my TV immediately!" i shouted
nothing. just loud music. so i bursted into his living room, that was veiled in ton of clothes.
disgusting.
i came to the TV and disconnected the cabels. even when it was big and heavy, i felt like rambo. in the moment i had the back of the TV right in front of me, my hands under it were replaced with other hands.
"i'll help you with it, diehard" he said with kinda low and well-balanced voice
as if his mood changed 180 degrees around.
"okay" i whispered and gave him the TV
"eh, will you at least open the door?" he said ironically
"uhm, yeah, sorry"
when i was opening my door, the main door flew open as well as my TV, that minho let go.
"dude, you're acting a mover?" his one friend laughed in between the door
"did he tell you, he's gonna suck your dick if you help him with his TV?" the second friend laughed
"pfft, him?" minho turned to me
he talked about me like i wasn't even there.
"i wouldn't even let him lubricate my feet" he said and something deep inside me was hurt
such mood swings doesn't have just someone.
and hurt as he do, too
A/N
g'day mates. here's 0 am sharp and i'm tired, so expect another chapter in the morning today.
