"Aah... Minho!" I threw my my hands on his chest and panted. He was beginning to move a lot faster and with each I was now feeling pain. 

"Calm down Tae, I'm almost there." He breathed into my ear. His husky voice caused my heart to race as I wrapped my arms around his neck. My body moved as a result of his and our bodies glistened as the sun was beginning to set. In this moment I couldn't help but think how this could have been nice had things been different between us but I guess you don't always get what you want.

***

I layed on Minho's bed while looking out his window as the sun set. The colors of yellow, orange, purple, and pink all meshed together, creating various shades  in between. The temperature was beginning to drop so I pulled the covers up a little over my body. Everything smelled like him, it was intoxicating.

"Hey, do you need a ride home? I'm about to head over to Jessica's party and since your house is on the way I could drop you off." Minho asked while walking out of the bathroom and still in his bathrobe. He hadn't fully dried himself off so his abs and muscles looked even more defined in this lighting. I couldn't help but blush.

"Um, sure, yeah. Thanks." I mumbled.

"Well then get dressed because I'll be ready in the next few minutes and don't want to be late." Minho said sternly.

Getting up seemed to be more difficult than I anticipated and I almost fell over if it wasn't for Minho catching me before that could happen.

"You've gotta be careful Tae!" He scolded before placing me back on his bed and helping me put my clothes back on.

"Sorry," I said timidly. "And thanks again."  It was times like this when Minho showed me kindness that confused me. He wasn't usually like this, only after we were intimate did Minho seem to care about me. Other times, I could count on him and his friends to make my life a living hell. They've stuffed me in lockers, ruined a few of my personal belongings, played numerous pranks on me, and have even physically assaulted me. Originally he was just a bully I sought toavoid at all cost. But ever since we became Biology partners over a week ago, i've been so confused as to where we stand.

*FLASHBACK*

"So I thought maybe we could test the effects ofelectrical impulses on muscle cells and discuss the process using one of the science labs frogs. We could also-"

"You got anything to eat? I'm a little hungry and am going to need the energy for football practice later."Minho cut me off.

"I  thought you were going to miss it today so we could work on the project?" I questioned.

"Yeah, well they need me there and I'm pretty sure you can handle this by yourself, right?" Minho leaned closer to me and glared, making sure I knew who was the more surperior one between us.

"But, but, i-it's a group p-project. You'll need to know how everything works. You won't get a passing grade if i'm the one doing all the talking." I stated. He thought about this for a second and then backed away from me.

"Whatever, I'm still going to need some food if you expect me to want to do anything." Minho smiled cheekily before getting up and heading over to the kitchen. I got up as well to follow him because I really didn't trust him in my kitchen. I knew the kind of damage and trouble he could cause and didn't want that to happen in my kitchen.

"I'm not sure what we have but I could make something for you really fast if you want." I offered. I'd feel more comfortable if it was me doing the making of the food and not Minho. Of course he agreed, anything to get out of doing the actual work and he was all for it.

I walked over to one of the cabinets and pulled out a few ingredients.

"What are you going to make for me?" Minho asked.

"You'll just have to wait and see." I answered and then started preparing the food. Swiftly I began chopping vegetables, cutting  tofu into cubes, heating pans up, and setting the rice in the rice cooker. Soon, the whole room was beginning to smell of food and Minho just watched while I moved around the kitchen. I went from marinating vegetables to frying tofu, steaming the brocolli and  bok choy, to making sure the rice was cooking right. Then I began combining the ingredients in a wok and adding in a little teriyaki sauce to enhance the flavors. The mixture of aromas was beginning to make me feel proud with how great everything was turning out.

"Mmm, smells good." Minho said from behind, suprising me and causing me to jump while flinging food in his direction.

"Aghk!" He cried out. "It's burning!"

"I'm SOO sorry! I didn't mean to!" I apologized. Minho backed away from me as he tried whiping the hot food from his shirt and pants. I went over to help him but then I realized where I was whiping.

Way too close to his...

We both stopped at the same time and I slowly took a few steps away from him.

"Sorry, again." I said.

"It's whatever." Minho replied while looking away from me. We just stood still not saying anything and it was as if time was standing still with us. I was mortified that my hands had been so close to his groin and even more so surprised by the fact that Minho hadn't hit me for it. He was never one to hold back the beatings and I knew that well enough from the frequent nurse trips I had last semester.

I was immediately taken out of my daze when I began to smell something burning from behind me. I quickly turned the stove off and took the pans off the burners to keep the food from burning completely.

"Um, I may have a few shirts that might fit you in my closet if you want to change. Then, I guess you coud head over to practice and I'll finish up here." I stammored. "And, don't worry, I'll make flash cards for you to read from."

"Yeah, sure." Minho said, stoically. His lack of words as I led him to my room was really creeping me out. Why wasn't he trying to talk down to me?

I walked over to the closet and sifted through my wardrobe in the hopes to find somethingth that could fit Minho. He was taller than me by at least half a foot and due to the physical training he went through each year for football, his upper body was nothing like mine. While I was this lanky nerd, Minho was this athletic god with a large chest, arms, and wash board abs. How do I know this? Well, as I turned around Minho had already taken his shirt off. Right behind me stood the very body I just mentioned.

"Is that shirt for me?" He asked while looking down at me.

"Y-yeah, I h-h-hope it fits." I stuttered while getting flustered as I handed him the shirt in my hand. The distance between us had been so small that you could barely fit a pencil between us. I kept my focus on the ground as to not make eye contact with Minho. The atmosphere between us was getting very hot.

I tried backing away from Minho but found myself falling into the closet.

"Taemin!!" Minho called as he reached out, falling on top of me in the process.

"Ouch!!!" I breath out from under Minho. He was now on top of me looking directly into my eyes. His expression seemed completely different than it's ever been. It almost appeared warm. That was when Minho did something that I never thought in a million years would happen.

He kissed me.