In idle dreams of long ago,
I imagined my true love;
A perfect match, a soulmate,
An angel from above.
Now you’re here, and now I know
Our love will stay and thrive and grow.

                                                  -By Joanna Fuchs

Title: Sorry I'm Late

Genre: Romance, Smut

Rating: R - adult themes

Started: February 16th, 2011; 2:07 AM

Ended: February 16th, 2011; 6:17 PM

She really didn’t know why she felt gloomy. Minyu stared out the window of her apartment, watching all the couples on the street below meeting up, linking arms, giving gifts… She sighed, eyeing her phone that lay within arm’s reach.

            “I guess he really isn’t coming,” she softly said to herself, prying her eyes from the window as she pulled her knees up to her chest.

‘Of course he isn’t coming,’she thought sadly, ‘he’s too busy for me.’

Minyu lay her head down on her knees, wrapping her arms around them as she sighed once more. Her gaze traveled back to the still phone, expecting a call – even a text – from her boyfriend, but none came.

            “It’s our first White Day together,” she mumbled, “I don’t understand why he can’t stop by to say hello or at least greet me… I mean, I am his girlfriend…”

It irked her a little when she found out Minho’s schedule didn’t allow him to spend White Day together; it didn’t seem fair at all, seeing as she took the time to make hand-made chocolates for him on Valentine’s Day. “Guess that makes me the ‘better half’,” she told herself, trying to cheer herself up.

It didn’t really work.

As the sun began to set on the horizon, Minyu yawned while she sat on her window seat. Her eyes felt droopy, and before she could stop herself, she rested her head on the soft cushion of the seat – dreamily thinking about her flaming charisma of a boyfriend.

Soft music filtered in through her dream. It took her a moment or two to realize it was from the waking world, and with half-lidded eyes, she blinked back the sleep. She sat up, stretching her arms and rubbing her eyes as she yawned, feeling refreshed from her nap. Minyu stared out the window, taking notice of the black painted sky colored sprinkled with soft glitter, and she smiled as the music filled the otherwise empty apartment.

She place a soft foot on the cool wooden floor, and with curiosity, followed the music.

‘That’s strange,’ she thought as she followed the sound of music towards her room. ‘I don’t remember leaving the stereo on.’

As she neared the room, a rush of excitement enveloping her body. 'Maybe it's actually Minho,' she thought with eagerness. 'Maybe he's come to surprise me.' Coming up to her room, she pushed the door open to find the room completely empty, only lit by the moonlight streaming in from the glass door of the balcony.

There was no Minho waiting for her.

Her chest sagged in disappointment. 'Of course he's not here,' she thought sadly. Her eyes scanned around, finally landing on the stereo. “Silly me,” she said, turning it off. “I forgot it was set on timer.”

She turned to leave the room, her spirits once again dampened.

            “You’re very forgetful,” a husky voice from the corner said. “That’s a sign of old age.”

Surprised, she whisked around to the source of the voice. In the shadow, where the light of the moon didn’t shine, a tall figure stood, watching her. Yet she wasn’t afraid – she could recognize that voice and that figure anywhere.

            “Minho,” she said meekly, her eyes large as saucers as she couldn’t believe he was actually there before her. 'He did come after all!' she thought, her happiness soaring.

Choi Minho stepped forward into the moonlight, revealing a beautiful bouquet of white roses. “Happy White Day,” he said with a smile.

Minyu covered her mouth, still too shocked to do anything. What she really wanted to do was run into his arms, but she was too embarrassed and shy to make such a bold move.

Yet Minho knew her. He knew her so well that he wrapped his arms around her petite frame, engulfing her.

            “I didn’t think you’d come,” Minyu whispered honestly, wrapping her delicate arms around his waist. He rested his chin on her head, and hugged her tighter.

            “I wouldn’t miss our first White Day together,” Minho replied, he then pulled away from to get a good look at her face. He cupped her cheek, using his thumb to move a strand of hair away from her face. “I wanted to answer your chocolates from Valentine’s. Not even all the hyungs in the world could keep me away from you tonight.”

Minyu giggled at his words. She knew his reputation among people at SM; considered a “hyung whore”, her Minho always surrounded himself with the older idols.

            “I’m going to kiss you,” he stated boldy, leaning close to her, closing the distance.

Her lips felt like velvet.

She opened her mouth in exploration and he pressed a bit further. Minyu could smell the musky scent of his cologne - she liked his smell, she always did. His hand left her cheek and went to her waist and stayed there. When she was starting to feel this unusual warmth spreading down to her toes, he broke the kiss and rested his forehead on hers.

            “I…I really liked that,” Minyu whispered shyly, her eyes lidded blissfully.

Minho laughed and took the opportunity to grab her hand, pulling her down onto the bed to kiss her fully in the mouth, this time more passionately. She responded to his kiss and he was undone.

He was gentle. Oh so gentle as he tugged her dress over her head, exposing her undergarments. He wasted no time unclasping her lace bra, tossing it aside on the floor without care; and twice as swiftly, he removed his own stiffling shirt. His eyes bore into her, hungry.

A bright blush flushed her cheeks as Minyu wrapped her arms around her chest, feeling self-conscious and exposed under her boyfriend’s lustful gaze. She could feel her pink nipples hardening as they were exposed to the cool air, signaling her arousal.

            "You're beautiful," he whispered, meaning it before leaning forward to capture her lips with his.

Her arms snaked around his neck, pulling him closer, hungry for his taste. He let go of her lips and started kissing her face and neck while letting his hands roam freely over her body, fondling her breasts, her waist, her hips, her buttocks, her thigh. She jolted and gasped even deeper, surprised as she felt a finger enter her. He grabbed her thighs, thrusting his finger deeper, feeling her wet cave. She squirmed, surprised at the sensation, and tried to move away but he grabbed her firmly and felt a sudden urge of being inside her, a need so strong that he had to brace himself.

Minho broke away from their kiss, leaving Minyu panting, out of breath. He removed his finger from within her and licked it, tasting her musky yet sweet juices. His eyes searched hers, and without words she gave him her consent. He moved to unclasp his belt buckle, but her dainty fingers stopped him. He looked down at her, marveling at the cute beauty on the bed.

She looked up at him with innocent eyes, yet he knew she was anything but. With her face still red, she unclasped his belt buckle and unzipped his pants. Using her weight, she pushed down on his jeans and boxers, revealing a very erect member.

Minyu licked her lips hungrily, which aroused him more. Gently, he lay her back down and ran his hands up and down her thigh, tracing small patterns on her skin. He smirked as she whimpered and mew, feeling her arousal. Ever so slowly, he removed her soaking panties, inching them off her thighs.

Oh! She ached for him to be inside her, to feel the immense pleasure.

Minho laid on top of her, carefully accommodating his stiff erection at her entrance, while she relaxed her body in a welcoming pose. He kissed her, tasting her and God spare him, she tasted so good. Minho carefully stroked her with the head of this cock, which was thick with anticipation, ironically making the process more difficult. She was very wet, and he carefully started pushing inside her. She tensed her body, biting her lower lip, bending her legs towards her chest to give him unrestricted access, while grabbing his shoulders hard.

He was looking at her face, sketching every line of her expression in his head, while slowly entering her, which was slippery, hot and tight.

            “I love you," he whispered into her ear, but he wanted to tell her more than that. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him, how much she brought joy into his life, how he woke up each day thankful for her.

He finally broke through, burying himself completely in her. She uttered a little yelp, from the bottom of her throat. He kissed her eyes, and stayed still, giving her time to get used to him, to his size and to the foreign sensation of a man between her legs. He didn't have to wait long. Almost immediately she started moving, kissing him, wrapping her legs around him. Whatever pain she may have felt was either short lived or she didn't care about it. And now that she was comfortable, now he could act.

It started off slow, a soft rhythmic, rocking motion. But as they lost themselves within the throngs of passion, sweat beginning to form on their skin, bodies generating heat, they picked up speed.

            “Ahhh,” she moaned, “Min – Minho!”

She held her breath, and her fingers dug in his shoulders at the unexpected sensations. She was so close, she could almost feel it as it built up inside her.

            “Minyu,” he groaned, shutting his eyes in pleasure. He was so close. With the combined stimulus of her tightness and her tenderness, he himself was feeling the pressure of his release building.

He knew she was very close as well, judging from ragged breathing, her flushed face and the way she reached for his own buttocks, pushing him towards her as if trying to fuse him with her. He was so close too, that he prayed that she would be able to get there soon because he didn't want to stop the rhythm they had.

            “Minho!” Minyu gasped, her body exploding in involuntary contractions, tight and hot, around him, making him burst inside her with a deep groan. He kept thrusting, emptying himself in her, and moaned in release.

Minho collapsed on top of her, only aware of his surroundings enough to keep most of his weight on his arms to keep from crushing her. He lay his sweat-drenched forehead on top of hers, breathing heavily as he kept his eyes shut.

Carefully, he pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to her, pulling at the sheets to cover their sweaty, naked bodies.

Minyu lay sprawled on his chest, not caring that her hair stuck to her neck and face. She just made love to her boyfriend for the first time. And she was happy.

They closed their eyes, enjoying being in each other’s arms. A content smile graced his lips as he kissed Minyu’s head.

            “Sorry I’m late,” he mumbled softly into her hair.

She smiled, snuggling deeper into him, thinking this was the best White Day she ever had.

And in the afterglow, the two fell asleep with love enveloping them like a warm blanket.

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***This is a FANFICTION, it's not real. There are some reference to real life events and situations that are relevent to SHINee. I do NOT claim rights to those events and situations, the celebrities I mentioned, or SHINee themselves.