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Criminal In My Mind: Chapter 10

Warning: nudity; foul language; slight violence

Pairing: Choi Minho x Reader Word count: 1.7k

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction made for personal entertainment of readers. The writer does not ever intend to offend her readers nor does she aim to spread false information about anyone as to pay any disrespect to the real-life persons whom the characters are based on. She also does not claim ownership to any of the images that are being used.

masterlist Chapter 9

MINHO

With the sunlight touching my eyelids warm, I wake up feeling Y/n’s breath on my skin and her hand resting on my chest. I move closer to her side while she is still fast asleep. I stare at her glowing skin for a moment, letting it sink in that something finally happened between us. And it was fucking incredible. 

She looks so calm now, her lips curved up a little, but maybe that’s just my imagination reflecting from what I’m feeling right now. She’s now different from how she was when she was sleeping in the car last night having a nightmare. She is so beautiful that I could stay like this all day. I try to keep myself from touching her face. When I almost do, she slowly lifts up her eyelids and closes them back down again.

She smiles once she sees me looking at her. “Hi,” she says very softly, cupping my cheek with her delicate fingers. “I can’t believe I’m waking up next to you.”

I kiss her on her forehead. “You have no idea how happy you make me.”

“You amaze me.” Her eyes are still closed, trying to adjust to the brightness of the morning sun entering through the window.

I just stare at her, shaking my head in disbelief. If only I could elaborate how much she means to me.

She just laughs. So adorably I have to kiss her again and again. “Come on, let’s make some breakfast.”

I take off the sheets covering me and get up from the bed to look for my underwear around the room. 

Good thing my classes don’t start till this afternoon. Do you have to work today?” I talk to her while walking across the bedroom, bending over to pick my clothes up piece by piece. When I don’t hear a response, I turn around and catch Y/n already sitting up with her head tilted and her eyes in my direction, but lower, seeming dazed. “Y/n?” 

She shakes her head back to reality. “Sorry?” 

I approach her again to kiss her on the lips then head out of the room to the kitchen and put some pants on.

. . . 

I’m now back at my apartment hours later to take a shower and get ready for class. I have three two-hour classes today so it’s going to be a long afternoon. I had to get home a little earlier so I can stop by the library later to advance study since I was too busy being mind blown last night.

I glance at the mirror one last time to check my decency and take the apartment keys. Just as I'm about to walk to the front door, I hear somebody knock. 

I open it and there is a familiar face.

“Min Hyunjae,” I mumble. My eyes widen in surprise.

“Have you been well, Choi Minho?” 

I stare at him, not knowing how to react or what to say.

“You may be wondering how I got here. Or how I survived the explosion,” he starts, coming in and walking around the room uninvited. “I would’ve talked to you at the party when Dr. L/n introduced us, but I didn’t wanna ruin your moment with your girlfriend.”

“Hyunjae, I-”

“Save it!” he suddenly yells, making me flinch. “Do you have any idea what I’ve been through? Huh?”

I’m still confused. I have so many questions, but I don’t know where to begin.

“I was in the hospital for almost two years. In a coma for one and another for treatment and recovery,” he tells me coldly. “But not a single visit from you.”

“Hyunjae, I had no-”

“I said fucking save it, pretty boy! If you had no idea, why didn’t you even try to find me?” his voice weakens as tears start to form in his eyes. “If I meant so much to you...”

I stay silent. My heart feels for him as guilt builds up in my gut. I had no idea he was alive. I saw him being dragged by that man. For all I know they had killed him like what they did to my brother. And the building exploded. There’s no way somebody could have survived that.

“After my recovery, I looked for you everywhere. I went to your orphanage and looked up your records of where you might have been,” he continues, wiping away his tears. “I had guys looking for you in years and years…” he then approaches me and looks me in the eyes. “I thought that you might be dead, but I never gave up on you. I even decided to forgive you for not coming back for me and rather saved that stupid girl,” he grabs me by the collar of my jacket, hands trembling with rage, but calms down immediately. “You were all I had. I made it my remaining life’s mission to find you.” He turns away from me, walking to my kitchen counter. 

I start to tear up as well. I should have looked for him. I should’ve never given up on him. Back then, all I wanted was to move on and live a new life. A better life. It never occurred to me that something from that past of mine still exists. I thought it was all over.

“Until…” He stops, making my heart sink. “...two years ago, I finally found you.” He turns to face me again. “After finding out that you’re perfectly fine, you’re perfectly happy without me, you’re...” he starts trembling again. “...perfect. It’s difficult to be happy for you. After all that I’ve been through, I thought that if I finally found you, all is fine and all is worth it and that we’ll be together again and start over.” He forms his fist, trying not to burst. 

“Of course we can start over. It’s not too late,” I say, walking towards him to hug him, but before I know it, he throws his fist at my face, making me bleed and fall to the floor. His impact was so strong and unexpected, I almost lost consciousness.

“My doctors said I was lucky since nobody else survived. But you know what? Maybe it’s better if I didn’t.”

Before I attempt to get up and talk some sense into him, he’s already out the door. I touch my lip and see blood on my finger.

. . .

It’s now the next thirty hours and I had a long day, with a full shift at the café and those two-hour classes this afternoon. I’m exhausted. And my jaw still hurts from yesterday.

I decided to go see my mom in her office since I don’t have to see Y/n until later tonight after her shift at the flower shop. 

Carrying five large boxes of pizza and a small one, I now enter my mom’s company building through the revolving doors and hop on an elevator to her floor. It’s been a while since I’ve been here and worked as one of Mom’s associate’s assistants. Even though I worked here for two years before, I still couldn’t understand what this company does. Nobody knew that I was the CEO’s son till I resigned and it was fun watching their reactions when they found out. 

Employees bow to me as hellos while I pass by the halls. I find my old boss’s conference room and knock at his door. I open it to see him talking in front of his team then pauses once he sees me. 

“Oh, you’re here!” he greets me as a big grin forms on his face. “Come in. Uh, everyone, this is the CEO’s son Mr. Choi Minho and my former assistant.” Another series of formal hellos follows.

“Please, I was just another employee. I hope you’re all doing well. Sorry for interrupting. I just stopped by to give you guys these,” I say as I put down two of the pizza boxes on their long table. “Keep up the good work, guys!”

After a series of formal ‘thank you’s, I step out of the room and walk to my mom’s department and also hand the groups of staff the large pizzas left on my hand.

When I reach my mom’s office, I open it very slightly to see if it’s okay to come in. She sees me as soon as I pop my head in, “Oh, hey, come on in. My secretary already told me you’re coming and handing out free pizzas.” 

“Of course I got one for you too,” I tell her as I place the small box of pizza on her desk.”

She glares at me. “The small one? You got me the small one,” her tone sounds grouchy.

“What? Last time I checked you were watching over your weight,” I say in a defensive tone.

She laughs. “Alright, alright. Aren’t you gonna eat?” she asks me.

“I’m eating with Y/n later,” I inform her, feeling my face turning red.

“Ooh, is tonight the night?” she teases. 

“Actually the night already happened.”

“What?” she screams, with her mouth smothered by a big bite of pizza.

“Yeah, we went to her parents’ house. That’s why I needed the car.”

“Forget about that. It’s yours if you want. Then, what happened?”

I carry on telling her all about the night at Y/n’s mom’s birthday party, how I met her friends, her parents, and how incredible of a woman she is. I then mention Min Hyunjae since she’s the only one who knows everything about me yet.

“Well, honey, I’m sure he’ll come around and to his senses. It’s not like it’s your fault. Don’t blame yourself, okay?”

I give her a sad smile.

Sometimes, I forget that I’m talking to my mom but rather a friend since I can automatically tell her everything, even my sex life, which is weird for a lot of people. But hey, most of them think we’re already weird as mother and son. I don’t care what they think. I’m just glad I have someone like her in my life.

An hour has passed after talking about her work and my studies. I now have to go and go pick up Y/n and I can’t be more excited.

“Have fun,” my mom says to me with an almost squeaky voice while I walk towards the door.

“Will do,” I smile at her.

“Wear protection!” I hear her say after I shut the door behind me.

I just laugh and carry on walking. Even though she’s like my best friend, she doesn’t forget to be a mom.

Chapter 11