🌶️spicy kissy scene🌶️

The rest of November flew past and into December kept Emily busy. School, train, homework, training. Emily had been going to the gym with Joseph every other day. He pushed her hard, she would come home from training inhale food and usually fall asleep studying. Exams were coming up. A lot of things were happening right now. The fight coming up, exams, Christmas, Jorge was moving out of the rehabilitation center, his place had sold but he had no place yet to move to, and Emily was stressing about that. School bullies had died down slightly.

She still went to every home game. If they could Newt and Sonya and her would go to the away games.

~•~

Minho chuckled again as she fell asleep with her head in his lap, her text book open on her chest.

"Hey, baby, come on. Wake up." He gently nudged her.

"No." She groaned.

"Come on, clean up your notes then you can sleep. Promise. You've been working your butt off, you need sleep."

She groaned loudly as Minho helped sit her up. She tidied up her notes and textbooks and flopped back down onto the bed. Minho flopped down on top of her making her groan loudly.

"Ouch."

But she wrapped her arms and legs around him, he buried his face into her neck.

"Time for bed. You got an exam tomorrow, you need your beauty sleep."

"Carry me." She whined, "my legs don't wanna work."

Minho chuckled and stood up, with her still wrapped around him like a small child. "As you wish My Princess."

Emily just hummed, with a sleepy smile. He carried her down the hall and tossed her onto her bed. She yelped and then pouted, crossing her arms and sticking out her bottom lip.

"That was so mean!"

"Not as mean as that pouty lip sticking out, begging to be kissed."

She just stuck her lip out more. He smirked and flopped on top of her again, and then smothered her face in kisses making her yelp and giggle. She tried to wiggle away, but he caught her and pulled her back for some more. He nuzzled his face into her neck giving her big wet sloppy kisses. Emily burried her hands in his hair, and tugged his head back as she continued to giggle.

"Minho! Gross! Eww! Staaaawwwwwp!" She whined.

He looked down at her for a second. "Hmmm. No." And went right back to kissing her. This time though he attacked her stomach, making her shriek and wiggle more.

"Min! That tickles! Ahhhh!"

He just smirked and did it agai, making her shreik again accompanied by a big belly laugh. She wrapped her legs around him, as she tried to push his face away.

"Come back! Let me loooooove you!" He laughed back at her as he let her wiggle a little away, only for him to grabb her and pull her back.

"Mean! Your a MEAN-HO!"

He stopped and sat up with a wild gasp, holding his chest.

"You take that back! Take that back right now!"

"And if I don't?" She asked raising an eyebrow, she was laying on her back her hair a dishevelled mess, her face flushed from laughing.

"Then I'll just have to keep kissing you."

He attacked her stomach with vengeance now. He grabbed her wrists pinning them down so she couldn't fight back.

"Okay! Okay! I take it back! I take it back! I love you! I love you! Ahhhh! Minhoooooo!"

She wiggled and squirmed and laughed and gasped. His lips were warm and soft, his tongue made her shiver, but it tickled so much. She had tears running there face from laughing so hard, Minho's eyes had disappeared from his big goofy grin. He was leaving big slobbery kisses on her sternum now, arching her back, a wild gasp escaped her, as he kissed even higher, her shirt pulled all the way up.

Minho clenched his hands around hers. She had arched her back into his hips, and with his tongue and lips on her chest it was a wild new sensation that exploded inside of her, starting in her chest and pit of her stomach. They both went still. Panting hard, both slightly sweaty from being goofy. But they both went still and quiet. He lifted his head from her chest and looked up at her. She was already watching him with wide eyes.

"Em..?" He whispered, unsure.

"...Minho..." Her voice was airy and breathy.

He let go of her wrists and she hesitantly put a hand on his  chest, his heart was slamming into his chest just as hard as hers.
His eyes searched hers. Both her hands now slid down to the hem of his t shirt and she slid her hands under and then up his torso to his chest.

He made a small growling noise in the back of his throat. She was looking at him while she hesitantly pulled his shirt up and tugged it over his head. His eyes kept flickering between her lips and chest. Slowly he lowered down, she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him. They kissed each other desperately. Emily pulled her shirt over her head, only breaking their kiss for a second. His hand slid down her side and then to her back, pressing her closer. She raised her hips slightly into his, making him shudder and press his into hers. His hand gently and hesitantly ran his hand over her chest, gently exploring. Emily quietly moaned into their kiss.

He broke their kiss to breath, she instantly went for his neck. When she found his sweet spot he moaned quietly, and his hand pawed a little more needy now. She did it again, gently sucking and biting. Her hands dug into his bare back.

"...Em...ily..." He panted.

She let go of his neck and he placed his forehead on hers, rubbing his nose on hers. Their breathing mixed together. His hand gently caressed her again and she whimpered. Their eyes fluttered open, gauzing at each other only inches from each other. His lips brushed hers when he whispered.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Are...are you okay with this?"

"Yes. I trust you." She whispered.

His hand slowly slid under her her bra making Emily gasp quietly and her eyes shoot wide open, but then flutter closed with a soft moan. Her hands found his hair and buried her hands, holding on tightly. Emily's heart was racing so fast, everything was tingling and her head was swimming in a wild new sensation. Minho was gentle and cautious as he explored. She felt his wild breathing on her neck. It made her shiver even more. She felt a fire in her chest and stomach. She pressed her hips up, arching her back.

"...Em!" He gasped when she did, "shuck!" His lips tickled her neck again.

Her lungs were having trouble working as his hands kept exploring his lips and tongue gentle on her neck, and when she arched her back he pressed his hips down into her. Her stomach twisted in nervousness and a seed of anxiety sprouted in her chest

"Minho...?" She breathed.

He pulled away and looked at her, his eyes dark, but her looked at he with concern.

"Minho...?"

"Baby..?"

She gently pulled his hand away from her chest and then just wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close.

"Okay...okay..." his huskey voice still sent shivers down her back, but she knew they needed to slow down.

He wrapped her up in a hug. Both of them were panting wildly, their hearts slamming into their chests, in synch. They fell asleep wrapped around each other.

~•~

The week leading up to the fight had Emily more stressed then anything ever had. Joseph had given her the week of exams off to study and rest. But it just gave Emily more time to over think and stress. The night before the fight Emily sat on the couch, stiff as a bored. Waiting for Everyone to get home. She had chewed her thumb nail gone. Her heart was slamming into her chest and her mind was spinning so fast she couldn't grasp onto one clear thought. Bear was whining trying to get her attention and he had brought her phone and was now trying to climb into her lap.

She vaugely heard the door open and close, but she was trying hard to keep the panic inside and to a minimum.

"Em? Hey! Where are ya babe?"

Emily just sat, her back stiff staring straight ahead. Bear instantly jumped up and ran to him, pulled on him and whining. Cuing him to something.

He came and sat down on the couch.

"Hey babe. How ya doing?"

When she didn't answer except and small shrug of a shoulder her frowned. He slid off the couch and crouched in front of her, taking in her appearance. He gently held her face and made her look at him.

"Emmy? Talk to me baby, what's going on up there?"

"I...I don't know if...I if I can do it!" She finally whispered.

"You can! You can do it! Jorge, Alby and Jo all believe in you! And so what if you loose the first match? You haven't competed in years! Just getting into that ring is amazing! And I'm proud of you! I'm always proud of you!"

"But...but ..I don't..."

She trailed off, her heart beating faster, and her chest felt heavy, like sharp claws were squeezing her lungs. She could feel her body heating up, her hands were trembling but they felt numb.

"I can't...I can't breathe..."

Minho took Emily around the hips and pulled her into his lap on the floor. Her pulled her in tight and held the back of her head pressed against his shoulder and the other wrapped tightly around her back. He sat with her trying to break free, her body shacking and hyperventilating in his lap. The tears came next. He held her tight rocking slightly and humming a song. Bear sat right beside them, his head right by Emily's face.

He heard his parents come home, but he didn't move from the livingroom floor, holding his girl while she had a panic attack. His parents stopped and watched for a second.

"Do you need anything?" His dad asked.

Minho just shook his head. Rubbing her back. It took a nother few minutes for Emily to get her breathing under control. And when she did she turned her face and pressed it into his neck.

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

"No need to be sorry. Your nervous. It happens to everyone."

"Should have seen Minho before his first game as a starting QB." Mama Lee said from the kitchen.

"No! Please! Mom! Can't some of my life stay a secret!" He whinned.

"No no my dear little thunder cat. She needs to know."  Mom teased.

Emily slowly picked her head up from his shoulder. He held her face, gently smoothing her hair away from her sweaty and tear stained face. Her eyes glassy from the recent tears, and her flushed face made his heart swell. He loved that she felt safe enough to be vaunerable with him. Not that he enjoyed her panic attacks, but he felt honoured she felt safe in his house and in his arms.

"You alright now, baby?" He whispered.

She just nodded her head slowly.

"What can I get to help you, right now?"

"I really need some water." She whispered.

"Okay, that I can do. How does supper sound and then we'll go get some ice cream and then watch a movie? Early bedtime for my Rocky."

She gave him a small smile, and a small nod.
H

e helped her up and gauded her to a chair at the kitchen table and sat her down, Ms got her a glass of water. Emily watched as Minho helped his mom make super.

"Okay, so Emily Dear, the night before the game-"

"Mom! Please!"

"-He was so nervous-"

"Mooooom! Staaawp!" Minho tried to wrap his mom up and cover her mouth, but she just swatted him with a dish towel.

"He had to sleep in our bed!" Papa Lee called from the other room.

"DAD!" Minho cried and threw his hands in the air. Emily cracked a smile as she watched Minho's parents tease him.

"It was what, Honey? Grade-"

"9! He was 15!" Papa Lee called back as he came into the kitchen to join the conversation. He had the Lee signature smirk plastered on his face.

"I give up. You two are impossible." Minho grumbled, his face beat red.

"I think it's really sweet." Emily said quietly.

"See! You're girlfriend says it's sweet." Mama Lee smirked at her son and folded her arms like the matter was settled.

"You have a strong enough relationship to feel safe and vaunerable...and...you know that they'll love you.." Emily looked away, blinking hard trying to keep the tears from falling.

She felt small warm hands on her knees, Emily looked around, Mama Lee was kneeling down in front of her.

"My dear child. You are not just my son's girlfriend, or a room mate, you have settled in the hearts of this family. You are now part of this family forever. You are a daughter. And we are so, so proud of you. I doubt our bed will be something you want to crawl into, Minho seems quite content to keep you safe and secure. But, my child, these arms are always ready for you."

A quiet sob was stuck in Emily's throat. A few tears leaked out. Mama Lee pulled Emily into a tight hug and held her for a long time. Emily wrapped her arms around the only mother in her life who truly stepped into that mother role. It took Emily a long time to get herself under control again. Mama Lee didn't push it, she held Emily right and rubbed her back and petted her hair, gently shushing her.

Once Emily pulled away, did Mama Lee let go, with a smile.

"Now, lets get some food into you. You have a big day tomorrow."

"Thank you."

"There is no need to thank me, dear." She said quietly. She leaned forward and kissed Emily's forehead.

Emily was quiet during super. But she smiled and her eyes followed the conversation while the Lee's teased their son, and told Emily stories of his early football career. She very slowly relaxed again. Bear sat with his head in her lap. Emily helped clean up supper. And when Minho made her go lay down with Bear, he promised to go get ice cream. Emily was laying on the livingroom floor, Bear was laying on top of her, her eyes closed gently and methodically petting his head.

"Look who I found!" Minho called from the kitchen. Emily picked her head up, standing in the kitchen grinning at her was Alby and Jorge.

"Hey Squirt!"

"What?! How...? Minho?" Emily sputtered.

Minho came to lay on the floor and handed her the tub of her favorite ice cream, with a smirk.

"Figured you needed your people."

"Best boyfriend. Ever."

"Shucken rights." He smirked at her.

"So we gonna lay here or on the couch. And...we doing a rocky marathon or going for something else?"

"Oh, 100% Rocky!" Emily scoffed, "what kind of question is that?"

"Aita girl!" Papa Lee chuckled, coming to sit down on the big livingroom couch.

Jorge and Alby came into the living room and plunked down as well with their own tubs of ice cream, and settled in for a Rocky marathon.

"Mom!" Minho called, also still laying on the floor beside Emily, "Yours and dad's ice cream is in the freezer!"

"Thanks Thunder Cat!"

"Seriously, you guys are awful." He grumbled.

Emily turned her head towards him, "Nah. You love us."

"That is a fact." He smirked at her, his eyes forming half moons.

Emily couldn't believe how drastically her life changed. Now she had an incredibly loving caring boyfriend she trusted with her heart and soul, she had a group of friends who actually liked her for her, she had three guardians who saw her as a daughter and she felt safe. She shifted and laid her head on Minho's lap and cracked open her ice cream with a smile.