"Not in Public"
Minho and I had started dating just a few weeks ago. He was a cute, loving, strong, and funny guy and I love him, but I'm not ready to tell anyone about us. I don't want people to make a fuss over it like they did with my last boyfriend. Everyone had put too much pressure on us, and it led to him breaking up with me. I don't want that to happen with Minho and me. Today, we were hanging out at a park together with some friends. Teresa, Newt, and Thomas were playing volleyball, Minho and I sat on a bench to the side.
"Come on Minho, I know you want to play!" Thomas said as he made a perfect serve.
"Do you mind Mia?" Minho looked at me like a little boy begging his mom for candy.
"Go ahead, I'll watch," I smiled. I've never been very good at volleyball.
"Alright," Minho leaned in to kiss me, but I pulled away. I tried to avoid eye contact, but he turned my face to look at his.
"Hey, what's up?" He tilted his head and searched my face. "You couldn't get enough of these lips yesterday, what's changed?" I swallowed nervously, how could I tell my boyfriend not to kiss me?
"Minho, not in public, please," I said in a small voice, almost too quiet to hear.
"Mia, what are you saying?" I could feel his gaze beating into me like the sun as I stared at the ground.
"I just don't want anyone to see."
"So what is that supposed to mean! You're ashamed of me?" Minho leaned back, his face full of anger and hurt.
"No! I didn't mean-" he cut me off.
"If you have a problem with me, you should just say it." When I didn't respond Minho stood up, "until you can tell me what's going on, I don't want to talk to you," he walked briskly over to the volleyball court and joined the game. How could Minho just do that! It wasn't that big of a deal, was it?
The next day I walked up to Minho's door and hesitated. Maybe I should just go home and call him later, he'd gotten pretty upset yesterday. Before I could change my mind the door opened.
"Mia! What are you doing here?" Minho stood in the doorway and pulled ear buds out of his ears.
"Oh, if you're busy I can come back later," I turned to go but he put his arm out to stop me.
"It's ok. I was just going for a run, but it can wait," Minho opened the door wider and motioned me inside. I walked into his living room and sat on the old beat up couch, he sat in an arm chair across me and folded his hands; waiting for me to say something.
"Minho, yesterday at the park, I know that I hurt your feelings. I'm not ashamed of you... I just," I sighed trying to think of how to say this. "The last relationship I was in, when everyone found out, they made such a big deal over it, and pushed us into moving too fast, and we broke up. I just, don't want that to happen with you and me." Minho stood up and moved to sit next to me, putting an arm around my shoulders and taking my hand.
"Mia, I had no idea. You know I wouldn't let anyone do that to us, it doesn't matter what they think." I smiled and he gave me a warm hug, placing a kiss on my forehead. "You do know we can't keep this a secret forever though, right?" I nodded and closed my eyes, snugging into his warm embrace.
My friend really likes my Minho fics, so there will be more to come! Who do you like me to write about best?