minghao + beside you (keshi)
im thinking like a friends to lovers bc that’s what im getting from this song but it’s completely up to ur interpretation! cant wait to see what u do with this c:
I got serious friends to lovers from this too so that's what I did! Shitting my pants rn hope you like it muah
Dusting your hands on your pants, you attempt to pry Minghao away from the tire when he's not entirely convinced it's tightened.
It was 10 PM on a Thursday night and, Minghao took it upon himself to drag you out of the slum that was your dorm room and to some cliffside he had gone to with his friends. It was also mandatory for his pickup to get a flat tire just before you were about to head back home.
"It's thickening the plot" He had said, attempting to bring his forced positivity into a road with no streetlights and a scissor jack that took him 20 minutes to find.
You managed with your phone flashlights and a couple scrapes, more grateful that you weren't stranded in what was basically a forest by yourselves at nearing midnight.
"Can we sit in the back for a little bit more, I'm pooped" you whine, clambering into the blanketed cargo bed before he can reply.
Hao has an inability to say no to you so he obliges, wondering if he could switch gears a little bit and move to a topic he's been wanting to bring up.
You both are comfy, heads on pillows, looking up at the stars as you whip out your constellation app.
You're checking for Orion when Hao starts to talk.
"Do you still think about Jun?"
You freeze as you hear your ex's name, not expecting the abrupt change of topic.
"Haven't thought about that one in a minute" You reply with a laugh, looking over at him.
You were telling the truth. Because somebody else had taken over the empty space he left, very quickly.
He turns to his side to face you, bringing his hand up to his head, elbows supporting.
"Do you have anyone in mind? You haven't gone out with anyone after Jun, just thinking about it"
Your face answers enough for him, and he starts smiling before letting out a yelp.
"There is someone, isn't there?!"
"No there isn't" You deadpan, trying to cover up for yourself.
"Yes, there is! Who is it, tell me"
He's bluffing just as much as you are, but he may be doing it better as you haven't caught on yet. Minghao is smart, observant, analytical; he knows when something's up. So when he began to feel the lingering touches and dreamy eyes, he knew what it was before you did yourself.
Not to say he didn't feel the same way, the window that came about after your split was enough to re-ignite the fire that he had attempted to subdue long ago. You only encouraged him.
It was cute, though, watching you struggle to keep your composure when asked the blistering question so head on.
"So there is someone" He strikes the chord.
You look at him, a little like a deer caught in headlights. "That's not fair"
"Not my fault you're stupid"
"You're right, I was stupid enough to fall for you"
The universe had slammed the pause button the second the words tumble out of your mouth. The owl had stopped hooting, the trees had stopped rustling. You had stopped breathing.
You closed your eyes, not wishing to perceive anything. Your mouth with its tendency to voice your thoughts had gotten you in serious trouble before, but you really didn't think you could ever pull something of this caliber.
You wished you never fixed that tire, maybe you'd be left stranded here to die. It wouldn't matter that you had just effectively confessed to your best friend if you were both dead meat for the coyotes.
Unbeknownst to you, Hao had been smiling ear to ear. All smug once he got over the initial shock.
"Thought I wasn't your type?" he asks. He's enjoying your pain a little too much.
"Please, just don't" You moan, hand coming up to cover your face, in hopes of forgetting object permanence and perceiving Hao as nonexistent.
"Oh, you fool" He sighs dramatically.
You suddenly feel a hand removing the obstructions from your face, and what feels like a kiss is being placed right on your lips. He's smiling as he cradles your face, despite the awkward position. You open your eyes to look at him, finding him staring down at you with nothing but infatuation in his eyes.
You were not expecting that.
