Finding Skz - Tumblr Posts

how can they be so prettyyyyy, i love them <33

☆ kim seungmin ☆

> by sseungcity

> like/reblog if you save

[11:00]

you were snuggled in the warm, fluffy blanket that was wrapped around you and your boyfriend jisung, his arms tightly positioned around your waist as he kept pecking the soft skin of your neck with soft, light butterfly kisses.

“i love you a lot y/n” he whispers against your flesh, tickling you and making a little giggle bubble up your throat. a big smile decorated his face at the sound of ur joyful laugh.

“i love you even more  jisung” you mumble and interlace ur hand with his, slowly letting your eyes drop close as the sun lets her last, warm rays of light fall through the curtains, onto you and your lover.

[10:05] ~ Late ~

you were holding your phone up to your face, the ringing sound echoing in your empty hallway. you've been trying to call your boyfriend Chan for an hour now, but he hasn't been responding to any of the calls.

you gave up and slid down the wall, soon hitting the floor and hugging your knees. you hated times like these. times where you needed Chan the most, but he just didn't show up. times where your own mind started to nag at you, where voices started to fill your head due to all the stuff going on in your life. you thought dating Chan will help since he understands these problems, but with him always being late... nothing could help.

soon after you started to quietly cry to yourself you heard the door open and quick steps approach you. Chan's strong arms wrapped around you as he knelt next to your shivering figure and he leaned his forehead against your head.

"shhhhh baby... i'm here now... i'm so sorry i didn't pick up your calls, but i knew what was wrong so i had to rush home..." he softly whispered into your ear, his warm breath wandering across your skin.

his hands rubbed your arms comfortingly and soon you felt yourself melt into his touches, your tears drying and your mind slowly calming down, blocking all the bad away.

he picked you up and carried you to your shared bedroom, gently placing you on your bed before crawling under the sheets with you. his arms snaked around your waist and sweet nothings kept leaving his lips, making their way into your mind. his fingers drew little figures on the skin of your waist and his lips pecked the skin beneath your ear.

"i'm sorry for being late love" he mumbled against your skin, clearly upset by his own actions. "i promise to better myself... i promise to fight against those voices together with you" was the last thing you heard before exhaustion hit you and you drifted off into a deep sleep.

no matter how late Chan was, you couldn't stop yourself from loving the boy and you knew you never would stop this love.

[11:49] ~ Change ~

it was your fault and you knew that. you kept staying with him and that was your big mistake. you kept being naive, thinking he'll change and that was your worst flaw. because it didn't take long for you to figure out that Lee Minho wouldn't change for anyone.

so here you stood, in your shared bedroom, and you looked around. the room that you left clean and tidy was now a mess. the bedsheets were tangled up, books and papers were pushed off the desk that you worked on and clothes were scattered around the floor.

your head started buzzing. you weren't stupid, you knew what went down in this room god knows when before you came home. you put down your bag and listened to the silence in the house. the only sound was the shower running in the bathroom that was vice versa to your bedroom. but even that sound died soon after and was replaced by naked footsteps walking towards you.

"oh hey, babe" Minho said casually, ruffling his damp hair. the towel wrapped around his waist was the only fabric on his body, the rest being on display. god, if you wouldn't be mad at the boy you'd probably drool over his tanned, well-built body.

"hi" you said, no emotion grazing your tone.

minho soon realized in what condition your bedroom was and his eyes widened slightly.

"oh" he chuckled nervously. "i was looking for some documents babe, sorry for the mess imade" he said and walked towards your frame, wanting to wrap his arms around your waist.

you push him away. you had enough of the same damn lies all the time. soon you feel the tears building up in your eyes, threatening to spill even before saying anything.

"i want you" you say with a clenched jaw, poking his bare chest "to take your fucking stuff and leave. and i want that to happen now."

you hate how it pains you to throw him out. you hate how after all the times you sat in the bathroom, crying your soul out, he managed to make you feel something for him. and you hate looking at his pain-filled expression as his shaky hands try to hold yours.

"y/n... w-what do you mean..." he stuttered out, but you just shook your head and looked down. "i want you to get out Minho... now..." you took a shaky breath and continued "i'm sure there's someone that wouldn't mind taking you in" you nod at the messed up bed.

in that very moment Minho knew he lost you. his first ever love was now not his anymore and it was him, that was at fault for that. his head lowered in guilt and he did what you wanted him to.

Lee Minho took his things and left.