#minhwi

Milo: diSHONOUR ON U

Minsung: exCUSE mE miLO

Milo: DISHONOUR ON UR COW

*coughs* I caught your drift ;))) I was a little confused about this at first, so thank you for clearing it up for me~ I had so much fun writing this *^*

(I decided to make it from a first-person POV, hope you don’t mind!!)

*WARNING* IT GETS A LITTLE DIRTY

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“What is this, Minsung?” I storm into my bedroom where he sits on the bed, scrolling through his phone.

“What is what?” he asks.

I don’t wait for him to look up.

“THIS!”

I chuck my phone at him from across the room, hitting him squarely on the chest. The impact makes him flinch slightly. Without a word, he sets his phone aside and picks mine up. The moment he looks at my phone screen, his expression becomes sullen.

“I was going to tell you,” he says quietly, just above a whisper.

Pathetic excuse.

“When?” I ask, raising my voice just a bit. “When were you going to tell me? I should have been the first one you told!”

“I—“

“I had to find out through social media!”

“Jagi, it’s just a photoshoot. It doesn’t mean anything to me.” His tone remains low and gentle, which just angers me more. “Neither does the actress,” he adds, in a lame attempt to reassure me.

“If it doesn’t mean anything to you, then why didn’t you tell me about it?”

“You would have told me not to take it!”

“So you just go behind my back and do it?”

He doesn’t reply. I take his silence as my cue to continue.

“Since when don’t you trust me?”

I regret saying it immediately. He clenches his jaw and a look of hurt flashes across his face, but he masks it right away.  He looks at the floor, gripping my phone tightly enough to crush it. So tightly, in fact, that his knuckles turn white.

“That’s it. I’m done.” His tone changes dramatically to something unfamiliar from him. Venom. “I’m done letting you push me around.”

He gets up and tosses my phone on the bed.

No… I can’t let him leave.

“Minsung, you can’t go.”

He stops what he’s doing and turns to me. His jaw is clenched tightly. His stare is so intense I feel like it’s drilling through my skull.

“You can’t tell me what to do.”

His tone is low and bitter. I step towards him. I look up at him and realize he’s seriously considering walking out.

“Please don’t leave.”

He studies my face for a moment, and his expression softens just a bit.

“Don’t give me that look,” he says. His tone is stern but his features soften a little more. He doesn’t look away. “I’m done being vulnerable to you, Y/N.”

With that, he begins ranting, trying to make his point, but I find it difficult to focus on his words. Instead, my eyes drift upward to meet his. His beautiful eyes: dark, mesmerizing, and sparkly. Now, though, they were strong and steely. I continue to tune him out as my gaze then moves to his lips. His tender, warm, enticing lips that never fail to seduce me. I take an involuntary step towards him. That’s when my eyes land on his neck. I lick my lips subtly.

I’ve never seen him so strong… so certain…

He then notices my mind is elsewhere. “Hey, are you listening?” He waves a hand in front of my face. “Y/N?”

..so sexy.

“Huh?” I look back up at his eyes.

He narrows his eyes slightly. “Are you okay?”

“What are we even fighting about?” I ask softly, but to no one in particular. He doesn’t have an answer, and the next thing I know, I’m on top of him. I’m sitting on his hips, holding his wrists. He doesn’t resist. Instead, he looks up at me expectantly, and all of his anger melts away.

I want him…

I lean down and touch my lips to his neck. He tilts his head slightly. I move my lips slowly against his neck, arousing soft moans from him.

…all of him.

I feel the vibration of his deep voice in my lips. His wrists collapse in my grip as he gives in to me. I make a trail of kisses going up his neck and along his jaw. His moans grow louder, and his breaths get heavier. He doesn’t resist at all when I go higher and press my lips against his. Instead, he moves his lips slowly, kissing me back. I know he’s all mine when I feel something near his hips pressing against me. I move my hands to his shoulders to support myself. He doesn’t miss a beat. He takes the opportunity to grab me by the waist and turn over. Now he hovers above me. He presses his lips harder against mine, each hand on either side of me to support himself. His lips part from mine and move lower, towards my neck. His breath is hot on my neck, and my breathing grows heavy. The moment his warm, moist lips touch my skin, a surge of electricity takes over my body and I tremble. I tangle a hand in his hair as his kisses grow harder and more aggressive. I grip his shoulder with my other hand. His kisses now trail down to my collarbone.

“M-Minsung…stop…” I whisper.

He doesn’t listen.

“M-Minsung…” I repeat, my voice sounding quieter than intended. I take my hand out of his hair and push him far enough for him to look at me.

“What’s wrong?” His lip twitches upward in a smirk. “Don’t you like it?”

I blush. “It’s not that…”

“Then what?” He looks down at me, his eyes once again filled with his warmth and affection.

“I’m sorry… I’ll stop being so bossy… I love you.”

He looks slightly taken aback.

“I’m sorry, too,” he says softly. “I didn’t mean to blow up at you.” He cups my face with one of his hands and gently strokes my cheek with his thumb. “I love you.”

“But you were right to—“

“Shh,” he interjects, moving his finger to my lips. He leans close to my ear. “All that can wait,” he says in his sweet, deep voice. “Right now, just focus on me.”

He gently pushes me back down on the bed.

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Hope you like it!! (I had so many feels writing this ;^;//) Thank you for requesting!

This isn’t my strongest writing style, but I hope this is good enough!! <3

Hope I didn’t take this too far xD