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ahlovelightaflame · 9 months

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8:13 PM ~ *Xu Minghao*

Summary: You had a bad day at work. So you decided to become a blanket burrito. And your boyfriend decides to join you.

Pairing: Xu Minghao X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 259

Warning: N/A

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There was a soft knock at the door as Minghao sighed. “Baby, you do realize you’re a burrito, right?”

You whined from inside your blanket cocoon. You had a bad day at work and were sore all over. All you wanted to do was wallow in your self pity. That and maybe indulge in some sweets because, dammit, you deserved it.

The bed dipped and you knew Minghao was sitting across from you. “Do you need anything? I can get you whatever you want. Name it and it’s yours.”

When you shook your head, he sighed before wrapping you into a hug. You didn’t protest and instead let him envelope you in warm, loving cuddles. He chuckled as he pulled you closer.

“You’re so cute, all snuggly and warm like this.” He murmured.

“Thanks.” Your heart wasn’t in your response, but you appreciated the cuddles nonetheless.

Minghao nuzzled into you closer, making a small smile appear on your face. “You don’t have to tell me what’s bothering you right now. You can tell me in your own time. I just hope I’m helping right now.”

“You are.” You assured him. “Your cuddles always solve everything.”

He hummed in contentment. “Glad to hear that. That just means I have to cuddle you more often.”

“Please.”

“Of course.” He moved some of the blanket away so he could kiss you on the cheek. “Anything for my favorite person in the world. But don’t tell the other members that.”

You chuckled before curling into him even more. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

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sluttyminghao · 8 months

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22:49 + hao bec it's really quiet rn and it gives me hao vibes 💞

[22:49] minghao x fem!reader

"you don't have to hide your face, angel, let me hear you."

minghaos fingers reach deeper inside you, crooking his fingers in just the right way that has your thighs tensing around his arm. he effortlessly pushes your thighs apart and rubs his thumb over your clit, your body jolting.

your head moves from being buried in the pillow under your head to facing the ceiling. in your peripheral vision, you can vaguely make out minghaos black fluffy hair and reach to tug at it, only to be tutted at.

"nuh uh, no tugging on my hair darling, you can hold the sheets or nothing at all."

his voice is cool and teasing, and you can feel his breath hitting your inner thigh as he speaks, letting you know that he was much closer to you than you thought. you whine at his teasing, and he only chuckles and buries his fingers deeper.

"when are you going to fuck me?"

"soon baby, just relax and let me take care of you first."

#sluttyhao timestamps #kpop smut #seventeen smut #minghao smut #the8 smut

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heennnngggggarae · 5 months

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Sunny side up

a/n : This is long, and by long I meant few hundreds word more than my usual drabble. also minor notes it might seem like this is totally out of character for Minghao, VERY VERY SORRY ABOUT THAT!!

ANYWAY please like and/or reblog to ket me know if you guys like it or not!!

Painting or anything art related is not a particularly strong suit of yours, so when Minghao asked you to accompany him on one of his painting sessions you didn’t think much of it. That is until he gave you a 6x6 sized canvas and a set of paint tubs and brushes.

“Why are you giving me this? I thought I was supposed to be staring at you while you paint and getting bored in the process,” You said after grabbing the equipment and putting it on the floor next to you, eyeing it uneasily. The sound of a sigh was heard before you tilt your head towards him and seeing his expression. Eyebrows furrowed and lips tight. You feel kinda guilty for saying that but it’s true wasn’t it? You prefer to watch Minghao paint rather than get into that mess of colors.

“That’s exactly the reason why I’m giving you this,” he gestures to the discarded tools beside you before sitting in front of it and giving it to you again. “You look bored, yes. But I also saw how your eyes sparkle when you see me paint small details, so that’s why I bought you this,”

You look at the brushes and the paints before looking at Minghao again. “At least try it once, hm? For me?” he smiled at you, silently trying to make you waver, which he won, darn that cute face.

Sighing, you finally nod before saying yes to him. He clapped his hands together before standing up. “Great! I’ll set the easel on the table,” he said as he moved to the storage.

“You bought an easel? For this mini sized canvas?”

“Of course, I had a feeling you’ll like painting sooner or after, so I just bought it in an impulse,”

“What if I still don’t like it?”

“Oh you’ll like it, beside I can use it even if you don’t”

Always thinking ahead with this one. “Alright then,” you shrug before grabbing the easel from Minghao and placing it on a nearby table.

What should you paint? Minghao? too hard for a first timer. The apartment? nah, too much stuff inside of it, a field with flowers? definitely. just blue sky and green grass, with patches of color for the flowers.

Grabbing the blue paint tube you splatter it on the canvas before spreading it as a base, making the sky. The blue unnerves you, shouldn’t it be more saturated? The sky on Minghaos painting aren’t this… boring.

‘Whatever, I’m still a beginner at this stuff,’ You look towards the other tubs of paints beside the easel. ‘Maybe I should add a cloud? Wait, what flowers should I paint?’

Too focused on your painting, you didn’t notice Minghao looking at you with a small smile on his face. He barely even started on his painting when he decides to abandon it, choosing to sit in the chair behind you. Staring at your movement, placing the palette a little too rough, fidgeting with the paints, before grabbing one and placing it again, and scratching your head, made Minghao chuckle.

Turning back you’re surprised that Minghao wasn’t standing a few feet besides you, focusing on his own canvas.

“What are you doing there?” You asked him before placing your palette again and walking towards him.

“I can’t sit here and stare at my lovely partner?” he tilted his head to the side and looked up to you from where he’s sitting. You stuttered before sighing and turning back towards your painting.

Smiling at your back, Minghao decided to stand up before wrapping his arm around your waist, peeking at your painting. Though his smile falters when he actually sees it.

“Why is there an egg between the grass?” He ask tilting his head towards the painting.

“What are you talking about?” You asked him back before focusing back and paint more flowers between the grass.

“You’re painting an egg between the grass again,” He said pointing to the flower you just made.

You look back towards him with a questioning gaze. “Minghao, that is a daisy,”

He stayed silent before looking at the flower you just painted and back to you.

“That doesn’t look like a daisy”

“IT DOES! look it got yellow and white, a daisy,” you said exasperatedly

“It looks more like a sunny side up,” He said as he picked up the canvas, observing it carefully

You pouted at his words before placing the palette on the table and sat at the chair, crossing your arm. “This is why I don’t want to paint, I rather sit back and observe you”

Minghao cooed at your pouting face before putting the canvas back at the easel, and walked towards you. He hugged your body before apologizing to you.

“Sorry for forcing you paint, and saying your daisy looked like a sunny side up”

You sighed at his words before hugging him back.

“Apology accepted”

Hearing that Minghao smiled before pulling back a bit. “You looked like you enjoyed it a lot though”

“I did, actually, and I now realized that my daisy does look like a sunny side up”

“So this means I’m right?”

“Shut up”

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fairyhaos · 1 year

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[23:03 PM] — minghao .

348 words, no warnings, fluff, est. rs

It takes more effort than it normally does for you to push open the front door, stumbling inside, feet and eyes burning. He looks up as you trudge into the living room, and there's no smile on his face, but an understanding softness that feels infinitely more comforting.

He's still awake—because of course he is, even though you insisted he didn't have to stay up for you—and he shuffles over slightly, patting the space beside him on the sofa. Almost instantly, you flop down next to him, and the tears start pooling in your eyes as if they've been waiting for you to be next to your home before they try to spill over.

"How was your day?" Minghao murmurs, because even though he knows, can see the exhaustion radiating from you, he asks because he wants to hear your thoughts. He wants to know how you truly feel.

"Horrible," you reply, and he just chuckles, wrapping an arm around you as your face is buried into his shoulder, dampening the fabric with your tiredness.

Minghao hums softly, rubbing a hand comfortingly over your arm. "That's alright. Do you want to tell me about it?" When you shake your head, he hums again. "That's alright too."

There's silence, then, as he lets you cry quietly into his shoulder, letting you cry out all your frustrations without interruption. He holds you as the tears die down, dabbing your eyes with his own hands, tilting your chin upwards and pressing a quiet kiss to your nose.

"I'm here for you," he says, and there's sincerity in his eyes, visible even in the dim room. Eyes asking you if you're feeling a little better now. Eyes carrying the underlying message of 'I love you'.

You smile, slightly. "Thank you." 'I love you too'.

Minghao searches your eyes for a long moment, and then smiles—sweet, comforting, understanding. "Don't worry. You're home now."

As he hugs you once again, warmth and love practically tangible in his touch, you can't help but close your eyes and melt into the embrace.

Yes. This was home.

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weird-bookworm · 9 months

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9:52 ᴘᴍ

it was a quiet day. you went to college, attended classes, spent time with friends, and came home to minghao in a fluffy bathrobe, reading.

it was pleasantly surprising to see him back home to early. you settled in comfortably next to him after a quick shower, tucked in beside him, making you look smaller than you were.

some time later, you both gravitated towards each other, even closer, if it was possible. you laid your head on his lap, as he read and absentmindedly played with your hair. not even a few minutes had passed before you let out a loud yawn, startling minghao out of his daze.

"sleepy?" he quietly asked. you hummed back in reply and snuggled down further. he chuckled and continued playing with your hair.

"how was your day?" his voice was deep and calming and only lulled you further into slumber.

"hmm, nice," your voice was muffled as you replied back, "we had to submit an assignment tod—" you were interrupted by another yawn.

"sleep, bǎobèi, i'm here," he bent down to press a soft kiss on your hairline, continuing to card his fingers through your hair.

it wasn't long before you found yourself in a dreamless sleep, your body so relaxed after a long day that you felt as if you could float away any moment.

minghao stared at you as you slept, his heart growing fonder with each passing second. he pressed another light kiss, this time on your head, and smiled to himself.

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hansols-yoda-boxers · 2 years

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Oct 22nd [The8 + Fun with Clones]

[8:08] “Okay, dude. What gives?” You were staring down Minghao in his doorway. He’d been avoiding you. Honestly he’d been avoiding everything and everyone and you were tired of it. All of his reasons had been evasive and weird and you were sure at this point that something was going on.

“Wh-What are you doing here?” He said, gaze shifting back into his house.

“I’m checking up on you. Now let me in.”

“No!” He fully pushed you back before grabbing the door again and keeping the opening as small as possible.

“Minghao, what the hell?!”

“It’s a big mess.”

“As if I’d care.” You tried to push past him.

“I-I’m sick.” He quickly changed his excuse, throwing a weak cough for extra emphasis.

“Okay, what did you do? What weird shit is going on in there?” You questioned.

“It’s really nothing. Please, just- I am begging you to leave.”

“I’m not going until-”

“Do we have a visitor?”

You froze and so did Minghao. The voice that came from inside his apartment sounded exactly the same as his. Minghao gave you a wide-eyed stare, face white with fear as your gaze shifted between him and the gap in the door.

“H-Hello?” You called cautiously. Minghao’s eyes were pleading with you, one last chance to walk away but now you were confused and intrigued and you needed to know what he was up to. Minghao stayed frozen to the spot as the door swung open to reveal…

Minghao?

“I didn’t know you had a twin?” You mused.

“I’m not a twin, silly,” the second Minghao smiled. “I’m a clone.”

“A what?!”

“OKAY!” Minghao grabbed you and his clone and dragged you both inside, slamming the door shut behind you. He pulled you to the couch where you plopped down trying to process. The two of you had joked about clones before, about the government cloning people. Governments do all kinds of weird conspiracy-theory worthy shit. But you didn’t think they actually had the technology to clone people.

“How the fuck did this happen?”

“They made me in a lab, duh,” The clone said, perched on the end of the couch. “Minghao, why didn’t you tell me you had hot friends?”

You looked at him in surprise and Minghao went red in the face sputtering.

“You think I’m hot?”

“Of course we do-”

“Can you give us a minute!?” Minghao said quickly, shooing his clone away. The clone sighed but got up, giving you a quick wink that made your face warm as he sauntered away down the hall. You turned your attention back to Minghao.

“Okay look, you remember how like a month ago I was freaked out. I thought someone was following me?”

“Yeah, and then you when MIA. I thought you fully skipped town.”

“I did,” he rubbed the back of his neck. “I needed to know for sure. And when I saw… Hao I just- I-I don’t know what I was thinking but I thought it was better to have him with me than whatever else anyone could want to do with a look-a-like.”

“Did you steal your own clone?!”

“I had to!” He cried. “What else could I do? I know I can’t stay here much longer either.”

“So you’re leaving for good?” You said, shoulders falling.

“I mean there’s no way I’m allowed to just keep a clone here,” he said dejectedly. “I don’t want to but I think as soon as I saw him nothing good was going to come of it for me.”

“I can go with you.” You said.

Minghao said you name sadly, shaking his head. “That’s not a good idea.”

“You might need someone they aren’t looking for.”

“Still, I don’t want to put you in danger.”

You rolled your eyes. “If they’re secretly making clones of us we’re all already in danger. And without you I’m in danger of eternal boredom and bad decisions.”

“Ah-” Minghao stopped, a smile tugging at his lips. “That’s not entirely false.”

“See,” you nudged his arm. “It’s a good thing I came barging in. Call him back, I wanna meet him.”

“He’s the same as me,” Minghao mumbled. “Well, we were exactly the same person up until he was fully formed and started walking around on his own. But we share all the same feelings and memories and a lot of the same thoughts.”

“So that’s what he meant by “of course we do”.” You mused, looking back down the hall.

“Ah, that.”

You trained your gaze back on Minghao. “You think I’m hot?”

“Of course I do,” he mumbled. “How could I not?”

You scoffed. “You never said anything.”

“Why would I have?” He questioned.

“You didn’t think it would go anywhere?”

He looked at you helplessly. “Of course not. You’re not interested.”

“Who said I’m not?”

Minghao just stared at you. Some part of you was annoyed that he never thought to mention his feelings. Most of you was so overwhelmed from the information you were processing that it felt like very little of your brain was even functioning and the rest was just computing power.

“I-I,” Minghao couldn’t quite manage to get any words out. All this time he’d wanted something with it and when all of this started he was sure any chance he had was completely gone. And he hid his feelings so well you’d dismissed any of your own as wishful thinking.

“God for someone smart you’re an idiot,” you sighed, grabbing his face and kissing him. Minghao froze for a moment, only a moment before he started kissing you back. He was slow and hesitant and as you wrapped your arms around him and urged him closer you were sure you could hear his heart beating out of his chest.

Minghao’s hands found your waist and he tugged at you, wanting you closer. You carefully climbed onto his lap, continuing the kiss and pressing against his chest. His touch was gentle and sweet as he seemed to come to terms with all of it, more and more passion seeping into his kisses.

“What? You get to kiss your hot friend but I don’t?”

You broke apart from the kiss, feeling heat rising to your face. Minghao wouldn’t let you move from his lap even though his skin was as warm as yours judging by the colour of it.

“Do you mind?”

“Yes,” Hao responded. “I want in on the action.”

“Can you not take a hint?”

“I don’t want to,” He bickered.

“Yep, same person,” you chuckled.

“What do you think?” Hao turned his attention to you. “Do you want me to go or stay.”

“I-” You thought for a moment. Your brain seemed numb to all of the strange things happening at this point and you weren’t sure in all honesty.

“Do you actually want him to join?” Minghao questioned.

“I-I don’t know,” you said truthfully. “Like it’s weird. But this is already so weird anyway? You must have known he’d feel the same way about me.”

“I wasn’t planning on introducing you,” he muttered.

“Look,” Hao came up next to you two, ruffling Minghao’s hair who tried to shake him off. “I think you’re hot, but the crush is all Minghao here. I’m not going to get in the way of whatever you’ve just decided to have. All I’m proposing is a little fun.”

You shrugged to Minghao. “Why don’t we just figure out everything else later?”

Minghao looked between you and himself and sigh. “Well, the day couldn't get any weirder anyway.”

“Never say never,” Hao hummed, sitting next to the two of you on the couch. “I know all the freaky shit you like.”

Minghao’s skin burned red as you looked between them. “What freaky shit?!”

“All in good time,” Hao patted your arm before gently urging you off Minghao’s lap. He reluctantly released you and let you settle between the two of them. Hao tilted your face back to Minghao and you took the hint kissing him again. You felt Minghao’s hand start rubbing your thigh and you sighed. Hao pressed to your other side, leaving a kiss on your neck as his hand slipped up under your shirt.

“Just sit back and enjoy,” Hao purred.

#listen i KNOW there is like barely any smut #the set up was too much #if i ever feel like it i'll make a part two #if you like this and want a part 2 then leave some comments when you reblog #it might just motivate me #kinktober 2022 #timestamp #seventeen imagines #seventeen smut #svt imagines #svt smut #the8 imagines #the8 smut #minghao imagines #minghao smut #xu minghao smut #seo myungho smut

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3raaaachachacha · 1 year

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6:43 pm

Xu Minghao x female reader / 695 words / angst / fluff

Warnings: feelings of hopelessness

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Lately, all you could think about was how to be better or how you should try harder or you don’t have enough. These thoughts were intoxicating, they were greedy, and you weren’t sure how to fully shake them. You hated yourself for feeling this way. You wanted to be happy, yet for some reason, you kept reverting back to how monetary value brings happiness, instead of the wonderful small things in life or the amazing people.

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes as the warm sunset glared onto your face. You weren’t at peace by any means, but this was the closest you could get at the moment. You leaned your head against the wooden poll of the porch.

“You still out here?” Your best friend chimed from behind as he closed the door before taking a seat next to you, “How are you doing?”

You opened your eyes before letting a sigh out, “I don’t know,” You turned towards him, “I either feel tired always or when I do have energy, I feel almost empty if I’m not constantly doing something. It sounds terrible, but sometimes, I just wish I could chill the fuck out and relax just because life is moving, doesn’t mean I have to move with it.”

Minghao chuckled to himself, “Wouldn’t we all want that?” He grinned down at your sweet face, “Finding happiness in the contentment of our actions and thoughts is what helps us stay sane and happy. There is no way to ever feel at peace unless you are truly distant yourself from all things toxic in this world, even those you may truly enjoy. That’s why monks always live in the mountains with no technology and amongst themselves. It’s a hard lifestyle, but it brings peace,” He took your hand in his as he caressed the back of it lightly to sooth your restless soul, “How do you think you can find your inner peace to calm your shaken self?”

“Hao, you know I love you more than life itself, but if you get any deeper than this, I’ll beat your ass right here,” You frowned at him with annoyance, even though you knew what he meant and did take it to heart.

“Yeah! I’m trying to help you. Don’t be rude now!” Minghao scolded, swearing you saw smoke come out of his ears.

You took another deep breath as you leaned your head against his shoulder, feeling his arm wrap around your shoulder to bring you in closer, “Do we ever find inner peace? Will this feeling ever leave? Will I ever feel content instead of always searching for more?” You felt tears prick your eyes, trying not to get emotional.

He smiled down at you, hearing the crack in your voice, even as you tried staying strong in front of him, like you always tried to do, “You will be. This will all fade, and one day, you will forget about this even happening. The happiness and joy of the content of life will outweigh the bad memories and sad times in your life. Even if you think of them, they won’t hurt as bad. They won’t sting your heart anymore like they once did.”

You pressed your head into his chest, letting a few tears roll down your face as you tried staying quiet to pretend you weren’t crying. You never wanted to seem weak. Never. Especially not in front of those you cared and wanted to protect.

Minghao held you tighter, running a hand through your hair as he pretended to not notice your crying to allow your emotions and frustration flow out of you, “It’s times like these were turning points begin and pain begins to subside. Not completely, but over time. It’ll get better before you even realize it.”

“Shut up. How can you be so wise for only being 25? I think a monk possessed you,” You joked through your tears.

“Even when you’re crying and at your lowest, you still have time to insult me,” He mumbled under his breath, just low enough for you not to hear, “Just be thankful I love you so much.”

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thru-the-grapevine · 2 years

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[3:27 PM] There were worse ways for you to spend an afternoon. In fact, almost every other way you could spend this afternoon had nothing on this.

You shielded your eyes from the afternoon sun and glanced down at Minghao. He was lying with his head in your lap, hands folded calmly on his stomach, soaking up sunlight. Apparently, sunbathing was one of his favorite things to do to relax, which seemed counterintuitive for someone who hated summer so much. But you weren’t complaining; not when it meant you could spread out a blanket in a sunny spot and sit like this together.

You studied the lines of his face fondly. “Enjoying yourself, love?”

“Shhh. I’m photosynthesizing,” he murmured without opening his eyes.

You snorted. “Well, scoot over and I’ll photosynthesize next to you.”

He sighed and blinked up at you derisively. “Very well.”

You both scooted around on the blanket until you were lying on your back shoulder-to-shoulder with him, letting the sun warm you from head to toe.

“Not a bad day for this,” you said.

“Yes. Now shush and let me enjoy it.”

You grinned and stayed quiet for a little while, but you couldn’t resist. He was too fun to bother.

You turned on your side to look at him. “Wanna go get ice cream in a little bit? Bet it’ll be nice in this heat.”

“I want you to stop talking,” he murmured without opening his eyes, but he didn’t sound like he believed it would happen.

“Nah, you like that I’m a chatterbox,” you teased, grinning when he heaved a long-suffering sigh. “So what about it? Ice cream?”

“You are the worst,” he mumbled, scowling without opening his eyes.

You laughed, and then you couldn’t help yourself. You leaned over and started peppering his face with little kisses.

“Agh, stop, I–” he spluttered, lifting his hands and pushing half-heartedly against your chest.

“Can’t stop, you’re too cute,” you said between little kisses, laughing when he made a face. “And I like you too much, moodiness and all.”

“Rude,” he muttered, fighting a smile when you pecked the tip of his nose gently.

“So,” you said, leaning back and giving him room to breathe. “Ice cream?”

“…Yes, please.”

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shineoko · 2 years

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13:11

"Hey, Minghao." You shouted across the school parking lot with your hands stretched out either side of your mouth. "Come here" you said removing one hand from your mouth and making a motion beckoning him to run to you and he obliges.

"What's up?" He asks slightly looking down at your height gap.

"What was something weird you thought when you were a small child?"

"Good question." He pauses looking up to the sky while letting his chin rest between his thumb and index finger. "When I was told paper was made from trees I thought that they used a wide potato peeler and peel the tree to make paper."

It took a moment for you to process that but once you did, you were clutching your sides and gasping for air because of your intense laughter. Minghao even had to drag you to the nearest seating area because you couldn't stand up straight.

After a long while, your laughter died down and before you left you had the grin of a person who thinks what they're about to say is funny but instead just makes things awkward "I dunno about you but, your tiny self was dumb as hell."

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mesanthropi · 11 months

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[16:56]

he found himself slowly sipping on tea as he read through this one page for... the second time or so. it was a book from the local library, chosen from interest in the sypnosis on the back (like any other book checked out). while minghao had been going through the pages for a while, nearly halfway in, he was actually waiting for something.

unlike most people, he was a fast reader. i mean- how else would he have ended up at this point in the plot? (the protagonist girl had told the boy that she hoped to never see him again, because of a curse that had affected their bond. it was getting sad, it would lead to somewhere good though, he hoped.) but he was a considerate guy. bless his heart or whatever the elderly said.

the wind from the open window just happened to blow harder though, flipping to the next page. this startled him, and he half-expected the cold dread that had brushed over his good shoulder. "sorry," minghao muttered as he turned the page back. the ghost that haunted his apartment wasn't that fast of a reader.

#moonlit tracts ✶#m.t ; fallin' flower #m.t ; timestamps #impulse writing!!!#xu minghao #the8 #svt scenarios #used a pinterest prompt for this one #ghost!reader real #except its his pov godbless #im kinda #intrigued by this tho #series??? haha

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ox1-lovesick · 11 months

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ahlovelightaflame · 9 months

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9:40 PM ~ *Xu Minghao*

Summary: Minghao was more than happy to teach you Mandarin. Until you said the one thing he least expected.

Pairing: Xu Minghao X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 496

Warning: One swear word

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When you asked Minghao to teach you Mandarin, he was more than happy to teach you. He was confident you could learn the language, especially with him teaching you. He was sure he was capable of being able to teach the language since he was such a good student in his past and because he grew up learning the language.

However, in practice, it was far more difficult than he thought. Not because you were bad at it; on the contrary, you were pretty good at it. You weren’t the best and you did fumble with the pronunciation and grammar, but you were doing a lot better than he thought you would. No, what his problem was, was the fact that you were so cute when you spoke Mandarin.

Every time you attempted a new word or spoke a sentence of new words, his heart would melt into a puddle on the floor. You were just so cute, trying and finally getting it. The way you would wiggle in your seat with joy when you got a word or complicated sentence, he just wanted to pepper you in kisses and cuddles. And he wasn’t a big fan of PDA.

One day, you were going over your Mandarin lessons when you asked him a question that nearly killed him. “So I have a question. What does it mean when I say wǒ ài nǐ?”

He practically choked on his water. “Ah what?”

“Wǒ-”

“I heard you.” He cut you off.

What could he say? You both were still pretty new to this whole relationship. Neither of you said I love you yet. Does he tell you that you just said I love you to him? Was that okay? All the warning bells were ringing in his head and he didn’t know what to do anymore.

“So do you know what it means?” You asked. “Or do I need to ask Junhui?”

“NO!” Minghao practically shouted, abruptly standing up and knocking the chair he was sitting onto the floor. “You cannot ask Junhui!”

You blushed. “Why? Did I say something bad?”

He also blushed. “No, no, you didn’t say anything too bad…”

“Then what did I say?” You mumbled.

Well, he might as well tell you. He tried to convince himself it was like ripping off a bandaid. Screwing his eyes shut, he admitted, “What you said was I love you.”

There was a beat before you answered. “Oh? Is that all? I thought I said something like go fuck yourself.”

“Y/n!”

“Kidding.” You teased.

Another pause passed before he spoke up. “So you’re not weirded out by the fact that you just said you loved me?”

You shook your head. “Nope. I knew I was going to say it eventually. I guess now was the perfect time!”

“So you love me?”

Nodding, you took his hands in yours. “Of course I love you Minghao. I always have.”

He smiled before kissing your forehead. “Wǒ ài nǐ.”

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enmerald · 2 years

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"hao?" you gasped out as you ran further away from the townspeople running after you with knifes and bats.

"i'm almost there, don't worry love," minghao's voice could be heard coming from your almost shattered phone as you gripped it tighter and closer to your ear. "just give me a few more minutes, i'll call you when i am close."

the line went silent.

"don't slow down! the girl shall become one of us!"

you heard the shout before you felt the hit. you fell and felt a throbbing pain on the back of your thighs. you wanted to get up and continue to run, but by then the people caught up with you.

the first thing minghao heard when he got close to the town was your blood-curdling screams echoing through the inescapable town.

#seventeen #seventeen x reader #minghao x reader #minghao timestamp #the8 #xu minghao #seo myungho #svt angst #seventeen angst #female reader #minghao #xmh: t #timezone not found !#enmerald

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minimultiestfandoms · 1 month

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”*°• *.* ˜”*°• ! seventeen masterlist ! •°*”˜ *.* •°*”

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jwirecs · 2 years

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SEVENTEEN

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BAD BOY AU || BOYFRIEND AU || CAMBOY AU || CEO AU || CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS AU || FAKE DATING AU || FRATBOY AU || FRIENDS TO LOVERS AU || FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS AU || FUCKBOY AU || ENEMIES TO LOVERS AU || ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP AU || EXES TO LOVERS AU || GAMER AU || HYBRID AU || MAFIA AU || ROOMMATES AU || SOCIAL MEDIA AU || SOULMATE AU || STREAMER AU || STREET RACER AU || SUGAR DADDY AU || WEREWOLF AU