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rose-likesto-write · 2 years

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You matter the most..

Pairing: Winner's Song Min Ho x reader (gender neutral)

Genre: Fluff, cringest fluff

AU!: Idol member, established relationship

Warning: mention of cardiac arrest (once), bullying (mention of word)

Rating: T

Word Count: 1.3 K

A/N: Hey dear anon!! Thank you so much for requesting it!! I hope that you will like it and I am sorry if it wasn't something you wanted to read. Please it's a request to send me your valuable feedbacks, it genuinely means alot :)

Also this gif isn't mine..

Summary: Being in love is one feeling and your partner making you feel it day in and out is another..

'What is going on today? Why is everyone looking like this at me as if they are gonna open their mouth a blunder will occur' You thought while nibbling on the edge of your pen a habit which you developed as a result of being tensed.You didn't know what and why but you had this feeling as if it's important day for you but the there is as such no sign to confirm the day.

The whole day is weird, first all your colleagues are acting as if something has happened but they don't wanna tell you, your work bestie Gia had came up with a lame excuse which left you alone to do the project by yourself and that bully worker of yours nowhere to be present.

I mean, ofcourse you are happy that she isn't here because she terribly a pain in ass but like no matter what even if it's for one second you guys pass by you don't keep back from hurling a few sassy remarks.

She kinda hates you because she is delusional person and the reason you ask why? She came to know or rather saw who your boyfriend was which was none other than Song Min Ho aka Winner's Mino. (She was his die hard fan)

Mino is an angel in disguise in your life and you are always so so grateful and thankful that you have such a loving partner by your side. He is one of the live examples of duality, the way he speaks, his presence and aura gives the vibe of being powerful, strong headed but it's only you, his family, his friends and the fans who know his sweet and sensitive personality.

Now, speaking of Mino is that he wasn't able to talk you for the past two days but you didn't mind considering that he was currently in the foreign state preparing for a show at the moment.

Currently, it's 7 pm and you are almost through with the project just the final touches and rechecking of the final draft.You let a yawn escape before a knock came in on the door, "Please come in".

"Y/N, you may leave now and I know about the project as Gia already told me. Its okay, I will see to it. Have a great and happy birthday to you"Your boss said with a small smile before closing the door. "Okay, that's weird but today isn't my birthday. Its still 26th and my birthday is on 27th. Maybe he got confused. Anyways, let's go back!" You said to yourself before packing up and leaving the office.

Somehow, the happy birthday was running through your head but you didn't mind. It was almost quarter to 8 when you reached your apartment.On your way, you met your sweet neighbour an old lady in her mid 60s.

"Hello aunty. How are you? How is your health?" You said with a small smile."I am good darling. How are you doing? So, what's the plan for today? Are you going somewhere out?" She said while you gently shook your head. "I am okay but just tired considering I have to complete my project all alone and I don't have any plans."

"Why don't you have one? Its your special day today isn't it" She furrowed her eyebrows. "No, aunty I think you got confused but my birthday isn't today but tomorrow. Anyways, I will take your leave" with that you went towards your home.

While you were unlocking the door, your phone was vibrating. You took it out only to see the number of notifications coming up of 'updating the settings of phone'."You are troubling me alot for the past two days. Mino was right, I should have bought the new phone. Anyways let's get in".

As soon as you entered, the lights that were once off were switched on and song scream of 'Happy Birthday To You' was heard, giving you a good enough reason to have a cardiac arrest."OMG!!! WHAT IN THE WORLD J-"Happiest Birthday Dear!!" Your bestie Gia said with a smile and hugged you tightly followed by your family members. "I hope you loved your surprise!!!" Your parents said with huge smiles on their faces as your other friends and some office workers wished you. "So, that was why Gia you were giving me lame excuse and stuff but why my phone is show-

"We kinda might have done something in your phone though and especially it was already good as dead. It was perfect for us. We had to act crazy and inform almost all people as to not wish a birthday. Why did you think we came from the other route in morning?" Gia and your other friend Kiara said with mischievous smiles.

That's when it hit you as to why did your day seemed weird than before. You were all smiles but then you missed Mino, he wasn't here but at the same time he didn't even call you. Was he also part of the plan? Maybe so that your family can surprise you? You didn't know the answer.

"Thank you everyone! It means a lot. I s-"Nah dear! One major surprise is still left!!!" Your dad said with a small smile. "What is it dad?" You said with a confused look."

You remember how much you were crying and saying that we should shift near in your area or close by?" You had a big smile on your face, "OMG!!! Are you coming.. no, no wait ! Did you already shift in here?""Nah, baby. We still need a few months but we have this two surprises for you!!" Your dad said and shifted slightly enough to make some space for someone to fit in.

That's when he came with a gift in his hand. "Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday... Happy Birthday.. Happy Birthday to you~"Your boyfriend Mino came and you ran to him like a mad person. "Mino!!!!" You slightly started crying.

"Happy Birthday my love!!! I love you so much.. I am sorry that I didn't wish you. Me and your family had planned this small surprise but just like dad said that we have some surprises for you, do you wanna see them?"You excitedly nodded your head. "Okay, here we go!" He ruffled your hair. "Okay this is the present from mom and dad!! One of the surprises my bad" opening the top a cute little golden retriever was peaking its head out. "Oh, my god!! Thank you so much!!" You gently hugged the puppy and started kissing it and in return you earned alot of licks.

"Haha, you are do cute. Mino? Where is the other su-A gasp left from your mouth as now Mino was kneeling down with a beautiful diamond ring showcasing its glory was resting in the black box.

"Y/N Y/L/N!!! Its been almost 4 years since we have started dating. We went through all sorts of ups and downs, created alot of beautiful memories, had our own share of fair fights and arguments, have clicked a tons of terrible and embarrassing pictures and have stories. I don't wanna stop this here or maybe in future. I wanna continue this to till our last breath with our own little family. So, my small request is that accept me your beloved husband. Will you marry me?"Tears again started to threaten from your eyes while your parents and friends were hyping up you to say yes.

"Ofcourse, it's a yes Song Min Ho" you brokedown and he gently slipped the ring before kissing your crown. "Your happiness matters to me and I always wanted to be your happiness! You are my everything!!! You matter the most".

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blu-joons · 2 years

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BEST FRIEND WINNER A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Song Minho

A ⇴ ATTENTION

He likes to know that you’re paying attention and so Minho will want your attention more than you want his. You’re the person that he wants to have listening to him the most and caring about what he has to say.

B ⇴ BICKER

You both have your moments when you want your own way, and bicker to let the other person know that too. You can squabble like kids when you both feel really passionate about what you want and try and disagree with the other person that what they want definitely isn’t as good as what you want.

C ⇴ COMFORT

He hates seeing you upset, and although Minho isn’t the best at comforting, he’ll always try his best when it comes to you. Every time when you get upset around Minho, you can expect an arm around your shoulders as he lets you know that he’s there whilst you vent, sob, or anything else that you want to do.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

Out of the two of you, Minho was the more likely to cause conflict as he had the shorter temper from time to time. He can get a little snappy when he’s getting stressed about work or worrying about the things that he has to do. But you know that once he’s had his snap, Minho will always apologise as he knows that whatever happened between the two of you stemmed from him getting annoyed.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

It took a little bit of time for your friendship to build, at the start there was definitely a little bit of awkwardness between the two of you. You weren’t necessarily hesitant around each other, but you wanted to get a better understanding of one another before you completely let your guards down. It was something that you laughed over now as you wondered why either of you ever got so nervous with the other.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Minho’s family were huge fans of yours, mainly because they knew just how much you meant to Minho too. He talked about you fondly and spoke about you with a wide smile on his face too which was what his family needed to know how much he meant to you. As someone that Minho adored, you were someone that his family adored too, even before they met you, their opinions were all so high towards you.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Home was usually where you usually hung out, the two of you both just liked to be in the comfort of your own space. You’d sit in the background if Minho was busy doing something or make yourself at home if he decided to nap, just like how he decided to sprawl out to sleep at your home whenever he was there too.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of forgetting about plans that you’d made with your friends and making plans just the two of you instead. You weren’t fans of the big and loud social occasions that were sometimes arranged, instead you preferred to just stay at home and watch something with food for just you two.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Your inside jokes were usually funny things that either of you had done around the other person. With the two of you being so comfortable with one another, you had your fair share of mishaps where one of you had tripped or sometimes said the wrong thing that the other person just wouldn’t let you forget.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

He didn’t like anyone threatening his spot as your best friend, and Minho wasn’t afraid to let you know that he was jealous whenever anyone did too. He was good at hiding it around every other person, but for Minho he felt that it would be better to let you know how he was feeling about things. You hated him feeling jealous, and whenever he mentioned it to you, you’d be there to reassure him.

K ⇴ KICKS

Minho got a kick out of making you proud and hearing from you that he had done a good job. He loved the fact that you always hyped up his talents and didn’t let him be humble either, as much as he downplayed how good he was at his work and his hobbies, you refused to let him not realise how skilled he was.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how easy things were with you, nothing was ever too much trouble for Minho with you around. He would do anything for you, even if you asked him to get you a glass of water after he’d just sat down from getting one for himself. It was anyone else, he would say no, but when you did so much for him, he was more than happy to do the little things that kept your friendship working so well.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met when you were at school together, although at the time you remembered not being that close. A few years later you bumped into each other again, and started chatting about your old memories, in the end you exchanged numbers and found yourselves meeting up a lot more thereafter.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

You were definitely one of only a few that Minho let his guard down around. He let go around you because there was no pressure, no one telling him what he could do or not do, and no one judging him either.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Minho was obsessed with how relaxed you were, using you as a calming influence in his life. He took a lot of inspiration from how chilled you were and tried to be as positive as you were as much as he could be.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Minho were the ones when he could open up to you and get things off of his chest. He confided in you a lot about the things that were going on in his head, mainly because Minho knew that no one understood and offered advice in reply as well as you did for him.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Your opinion was something that Minho valued a lot and so when he was working on something he would often ask you what you thought. Whether it was music, drawing, or anything else, he loved your view.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Every year for your birthday, Minho painted you a painting that you could keep, trying his best to paint something that the two of you had done over the year. You were a huge fan of his artwork and never failed to be surprised by the things that he created, treasuring every single year what Minho designed for you.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

If there was one person that Minho could count on to be in his corner, it was definitely you. If he mentioned to you that there was something coming up and that he was nervous about it, you’d make a note and remember to be there for him if you were able to, without telling him in advance that you’d be there.

T ⇴ TRIPS

Usually when you got time off, you both actually loved just taking a trip home. Shutting yourselves away for a while and doing your own things were the only things that the two of you needed. Minho especially loved having you at his place where he was comfortable and hoped that you would be comfortable too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

Together the two of you were inseparable, it was known by everyone that the two of you were the best of friends.

V ⇴ VISITS

It brought a smile to his face whenever you decided to Minho when he was being creative. Whether it was music, painting, or anything else, he loved having you there so that he could show you what he was up to.

W ⇴ WISDOM

He tried his best to use his own experiences to be able to offer up the best possible advice that Minho could to you.

X ⇴ XXXX

Usually when the two of you were by yourselves was when you were most affectionate with one another. You didn’t mind sitting close to one another, and definitely wouldn’t be afraid of hugging each other either.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his favourite, the go-to person for Minho was always you.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

The comfort of home is something that Minho loves and so usually he’ll try and get you to go to his place more than take him to your place when you spend the evening together, as that’s definitely Minho’s favourite spot.

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wayfaringstrangxr · 2 months

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GET TO KNOW THE MUN

respond to the prompts out of character!

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have? Addiction to the show they're in lol

is there anything you don’t like to write? First meetings are really boring, and because of abuse reasons I don't write daddy kinks.

is there anything you really enjoy writing? Angst <3

how do you come up with headcanons? I play some scenarios in my head and how the muse would react to it.

do you write in silence or do you play music? Always with music, sad or happy ones depending on what I'm writing.

do you plan your replies or wing them? Depends on the thread

do you enjoy shipping? Ship whore

what’s your alias/name? Nancy / Fernanda

age? 27

birthday? 14th of June

favorite color? Turquoise

favorite song? Comfortably numb - Pink Floyd

last movie you watched? Spirited away

last show you watched? Fullmetal alchemist

last song you listened to? Dirtmouth soundtrack

favorite food? Pizza

favorite season? Winter

do you have a tumblr best friend? Elaine is my best friend, we've met on tumblr in 2012 I think, but their blog isn't active anymore, tho we still meet and talk irl (@griffon-minos)

TAGGED BY: @hxdrostorms uwu

TAGGING: You!

#a wayfarer stranger | ooc #munday

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mooifyourecows · 2 years

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moo i’m gonna need a list of your favorite kpop songs and groups because now i’m invested since i know you have good taste

Hmm well get ready for a long list then because I've got lots. I'll bold the songs (and artists) that are my TOP faves from the whole thing (because I know it's gonna be a daunting list) and put an asterisk (*) next to the songs that have amazing mvs on youtube that make the listening experience even better 🤌

Obviously I love all of mamamoo, but some notable ones that I listen to a lot by them are 'I Miss You', 'Taller than you', 'Diamond', and 'Hip*'

'Maria*' and 'I'm bad too (feat DPR LIVE)' by Hwa Sa

'bboom bboom' by momoland

'MUSE (feat Paloalto)' by Hannah Jang

'Cause I'm God girl', 'Flower Shower', 'Follow me (feat Wooseok)' and 'Red' by HyunA

'Gucci' and 'zoom' by Jessi

I like most of (g)i-dle's songs but some of my faves are 'oh my god', 'hann', 'latata', and 'senorita'

'Swim- virus edit' by youra

'A.M.A.F.' by saay

'Dont hang up' by suran (feat ph-1)

'Eight*' by IU

I pretty much love all of BTS but here are my all time faves from them: 'black swan*', 'mama', 'lie', 'friends', 'jamais vu', 'spring day*', 'so 4 more/2nd grade', 'trivia: seesaw', 'singularity*', 'answer: Love myself', 'outro: tear', 'anpanman', 'don't leave me', 'pied piper', 'first love', 'look here'

okay I will stop with BTS because I'm a bit biased toward them considering they were the group that introduced me to kpop in the first place lmao

Okay I lied I'm not stopping because now for the solo albums from bts members:

'tokyo', 'badbye', 'everythingoes', 'do you', and 'change' by RM

'Hangsang', 'daydream', 'blue side' by J-Hope

'People', 'so far away (feat Suran)', 'give it to me', 'the last', and 'interlude: set me free' by Agust D

And they're not on Spotify UNFORTUNATELY, but also: 'promise' by jimin and '4 o'clock' by V and RM

'If you' and 'fxxk it' by bigbang

'Zutter*' by gdragon and t.o.p.

'DOOM DADA' and 'Turn it up' by t.o.p.

'Whisper*' by VIXX LR (very homo mv for this one fellas)

'Hoodie', 'Tuxedo*', 'Damnra', 'Leopard (feat Solar)', and 'Brag' by Ravi (Ravi is also a big mint chocolate chip fan and even remixed one of his songs and turned it into a Mint choco anthem so he gets TRIPLE my respect for that)(also his voice is just so sexy that I told my partner that if his voice turned into a person I would happily cheat on him with it. He is okay with it)(literally the two Koreans I'm legit in love with are Hwa sa and Ravi and they've both been called "unattractive" by Korean standards so I guess I just have GREAT taste)

'HALA HALA' and 'pirate king' by ATEEZ

'Back Door*', 'Gods Menu*', 'Red Lights*', 'Thunderous*', and 'Maniac*' by Stray Kids (best way to consume stray kids music is by watching their MVs because WOW they're so good like wow WOW)

'Shine', 'Naughty Boy', and 'Do it for fun' by Pentagon

'Want*', 'Advice*', and 'Criminal*' by Taemin

'Nillili Mambo*' and 'Mental Breaker' by Block B

'Ko ko bop' by exo

'Love scenario' and 'rhythm ta' by iKON

'Clap', 'oh my', and 'call call call' by seventeen

'Hello', 'air', 'everyday' and 'fool' by WINNER

'Just right' by got7

'HOLUP!*' by bobby

'The 7th Sense*' and 'Baby Don't Stop' by NCT

'Any song', 'Daredevil', 'One-man show (feat Sik-K)', and 'Summer Hate' by ZICO

'Hocus pocus' by PLT

'Part time lover', 'OOO', 'Then', 'Stay here', and 'lost my way' by Gaho

'Manitto' by Villain

'Face' and 'lazy' by woosung

'Instagram*' by dean

'Fiance' by mino

On top of listening to kpop, I'm also really into k-hiphop and k-indie, so I'll give some recs for those too if you're interested in giving them a try

K-Indie (or R&B or however they would classify these types of songs that I feel don't exactly fit into kpop. If im wrong then shhhh im just going off vibes okay):

'Dancing in the Rain', 'EXIT', 'Cloud', and 'Say Hello Inner Child' by Rad Museum

'Comes and Goes', 'Settled down', 'Big Bird', 'Die Alone', 'Wi Ing Wi Ing', and 'Love ya!' by HYUKOH (literally all their songs are so good though, oh hyuk has a BEAUTIFUL voice)

'Its you', 'SEATTLE', 'MAMA DONT WORRY', and 'NO SENSE' by Sam Kim

'Your dog loves you' and 'Poem (shhh)' by Colde

'No one told me why' by ALEPH

'hawaii in seoul', 'lost in seoul', and 'Waves' by DNYDK

For K-hiphop:

'J2B' by YUMDDA (feat DEEPLFLOW, paloalto, The Quiett, and Simon Dominic)

'Siren remix (feat uneducated kid and Paul Blanco)' by HOMIES (Paul blanco's verse in this song literally MURDERS me every time)

'Feedback', 'Let's disco dance', 'Memoir (orchestral version)', 'Raw (feat Seungmin Kim)', and 'Rambo' by Gwangil Jo

'fine! (feat kid milli)' by punchnello

'vv 2' by GIRIBOY feat CHOILB, Hayake, Kid Milli, and Seungmin Kim

'115 (feat pH-1)', 'under the ground (feat dean)', and 'Wu' by nafla

'business boy (feat nongmill kim and BLOO)' by Huh!

'bodega' and 'UFO' by 99 God

'BESIDE', 'Dressroom', 'not ok (feat ski dash)', and 'IZZEN' by H!GHLY BASS (definitely an underappreciated artist and he deserves more attention)

'SUPERBEEWHY' by SUPERBEE (feat BewhY)

'to all the uneducated kids too' by Olltii

'DOKI DOKI', 'YESSIR', and 'MAMA (feat bangkokboy)' by Ski Dash

'Wet (feat Jessi)', 'Bbung', '1 Week', 'Kari', and 'Yah, Nuh' by Flowsik

Aaaaand let's end it there 👌 hope you find something you like! I know a lot of these recs are pretty popular but there are some lesser known ones too that I think deserve way more love and attention 🖤

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neomulti · 2 years

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my most listened to songs of all time

10. Baby you are - EXO

9. Fiancé- MINO

8. Make a wish - NCT U

7. Now or never - SF9

6. Love scenario - IKON

5. God's menu - Stray Kids

4. UGH! - BTS

3. Wonderland - ATEEZ

2. UN Village - Baekhyun

1. WANT - Taemin

#kpop #nct #nct u #exo #winner #winner mino #sf9 #ikon #stray kids #bts #ateez #baekhyun #taemin #shinee

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genuinerio · 4 years

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ASSOCATIONS WITHIN YG ENTERTAINMENT (P.1)

pairing: Anastasia x YG ENTERTAINMENT

warnings: none

notes; sorry, for taking so long to publish. I have been facing writer’s block for awhile. Also, Jiyong is back so I’m fucking happy!! And these are just specific friendships with her label mates that are the most talked about throughout the fanfic!

Kwon Jiyong “G-DRAGON” → DragonFaye

As kids, G-Dragon & Anastasia were often training with each other and doing song covers for their auditions to become Kpop Idols which resulted them in sharing a closer relationship with one another with G-Dragon claiming that he knows Anastasia the best as he is able to understand her thoughts and mindset. Their fellow labelmates of YG Entertainment even agree with this statement as they mention that if anything was to be wrong with Anastasia, he would be the first to immediately notice. As well as the fact that he’s able to notice when she is lying, or being truthful. They consistently have the tendency to often embarrass and tease each other as often as any other pair of siblings often do. Since she holds quite the bossy personality trait, as the older sibling, Anastasia is often trying to boss G-Dragon around. Anastasia isn’t often one for showing her feelings or vulnerability to others especially ones she’s not very comfortable around yet as it makes her feel extremely uncomfortable but is one the first to offer a hug to G-Dragon when he was most need of it. Regardless, they are often there for each other, especially when in time of need, being clued into each other’s issues, they are able to know their feelings and emotions without need of much or any words. Even when he needs a good laugh, G-Dragon turns to Anastasia as despite what everyone says of her not caring for anyone but herself though she does in fact care for G-DRAGON, she would often embarrass herself if her sarcasm isn’t able to as it tends to make him chuckle. Anastasia even admits that she hates the thought of feeling like her family is being exposed and is very protective over them.

Choi Seunghyun “T.O.P” → TopStasia

T.O.P & Anastasia are very close friends & labelmates since not only are they Kpop Idols, they are also actors in the acting industry. Both are also the same age but as Anastasia mentions, she’s older by just a month. The two are often with each other as they are most times filming together or supporting each other on set for a tv show or movie. They often go out to drink and party even challenging each other in drinking contest as Anastasia has quite a high tolerance level of alcohol and the fact that the two love to joke around and plot pranks against one another. T.o.p & Anastasia share more common interests than what appears to be rest of the musicians at YG entertainment, their close friendship has caused fans to suspect that they could potentially be in a relationship.

Dong Youngbae “Taeyang” → TaeStasia

Taeyang & Anastasia share quite a similar relationships that she holds with Jiyong, since she has known Taeyang as long as him and GD had became best friends, Taeyang & Anastasia both have considered each other, siblings as he became another younger brother and she became an older sister to him, something he never really had. Considering the fact that he is married to one of her closest friends and fellow costar, Min Hyo-rin, she often is one to help him when he is in need of guidance and advice with his relationship or neck deep in cold water as he tends to listen to Jiyong’s advice which fails to help him. Nevertheless, they are extremely close friends that have grown to view each other as family more than anything.

Kang Daesung → DaeStasia

Ever since, Daesung was a rookie; he has remained having a fear of Anastasia since he proclaims that she is very intimidating and quite scary. Although, she at first was very afraid of him as well since as she explains, “I was terrified of Daesung when I first met him because he was always smiling, I was someone who was very intimidated by that because it made me really uncomfortable.” Though appearing on variety shows together with their groups, they eventually began to have a frenemy, love-hate relationship as they tend to joke around and tease each other.

Song Mino → MinFaye

Mino and Anastasia share quite a complex and complicated relationship both as labelmates and friends since fans have assumed that they were more to each other than just that of colleagues. But that’s opposite of what they proclaim as Mino perceives Anastasia as he reveals that they share a noona-namdongsaeng type of relationship. The two are quite close as they share an obsession with art, fashion and music. They often hangout outside of YG and often pictured by Dispatch hanging out or on a supposed date with their mutual friends around Seoul. Since they are often caught in each other’s company, wearing similar clothes and even spotted wearing the same couple rings. Since the release of fan articles, pictures and videos of the evidence, fans have speculated that Mino & Anastasia are a couple though both artists as well as YG have denied. But that’s hasn’t stopped fans from shipping them together nor believing that they are in fact dating.

Jinwoo and Anastasia share a noona-namdongsaeng type of relationship, a bond that she shares alongside with his fellow members and the members of iKon. Like few other artists at YG, he often looks to Anastasia for advice whether it’s in romance or in the music industry as she is very good at giving advice or someone comfortable to confide in. Despite everyone’s opinion on Anastasia as they perceived her as intimidating based on her facade, he was one of the few who actually saw her as quite the opposite of her tough and scary persona.

Dara and Anastasia share a very tight-knit friendship as they consider each other as family with even Dara claiming her as a younger sister. Although, Anastasia signed with SM since she was a trainee, she would often visit G-DRAGON as supporting him and his debut. Within a few of those visits, she & Dara met causing the two to become close friends, even to support each other and publicly acknowledge their friendship as the two were apart of separate groups despite people pinning against each other. Still the two remained friends and even became closer once Anastasia had signed back with YG.

At first, Anastasia wasn’t too fond of CL when they first met as she was very closed off when first meeting certain people for unknown reasons but as CL confirmed that Anastasia gave a chance to her after GD convinced her to do so since Anastasia is very hesitant to trust people but since she trusts GD & values his opinion, she was willing to give CL a chance to get to know her. They have since been known to evolve and become better friends than they had been during their years of debut.

Park Bom and Anastasia are close friends as they met each other alongside Sandara. As trainees of their respective companies, the six of them, including each other, Sandara, GD, Se7en and his girlfriend, Park Han-byul would often in engage in activities and pure entertainment with one another. Throughout the years, they have shown immense support and positive feedback for each other especially of Anastasia’s exit from SNSD as well as Park Bom’s drug scandal to which Anastasia sent her a call of love.

Jennie is one of Anastasia’s longest fans, as Jennie has mentioned the impact that Anastasia and her career has held on her. Jennie credits Anastasia as being someone she idolizes for not just her songwriting or music but for her fashion and personality with Jennie acknowledging Anastasia as being the inspiration and fashion icon of her childhood. Both girls consider each other as siblings with Anastasia professing Jennie as a younger sister she always wished she’d had or if she had gotten the chance to have a younger sister.

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inthispagewestanikon · 4 years

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Special Scenario - MINO “Fiancé” part 2

I’m back with part 2, it took long enough lol but I hope you enjoy <33

Word count: 2.202

Mino’s POV

After I left the building and stared as she went her way I felt as if the world had stopped completely, maybe I haven’t even fully processed what had happened inside that elevator; it’s like I’ve waited for this moment for so long and now that it happened I don’t even know what to do with myself.

I saw a taxi pull over and a lady came out so I rushed to get to it before it took off. As I sat down in the car and the driver asked me where we were going I kind of stuttered before the adress to my studio just rolled out of my mouth.

The ride wasn’t long and it wasn’t expensive. I got off and entered the building where my studio was located, I greeted the doorman and entered yet another elevator, as soon as I did the memories rushed back and it hit me...I had kissed my ex who I’ve been in love since my school days and in a few days she is going to be someone else’s wife. I laughed out of dispair, I remember this one night specifically which we were at a park and we were laying on the bench and we told each other that we’d get married for sure when I made enough money as a rapper...at least one part of it came true.

I got off the elevator and walked to my door, typed the passcode and finally was in my safe haven, I could now be myself and just let every and any feeling pour out. I saw a pen and doodled over a paper going through the scene one more type and the word 'fiancé’ kind of come out in the paper and I added ‘my’ in front of it and chuckled at how childish that look so I said the words out loud and a depressed feel came along, it was funny and sad.

I started working on the beats I was producing for my new album but for the past 2 hours I have been doing that all of them sounded like trash to me. I stretched my arms and the paper came into my field of vision, the words “my fiancé” written down and a melody hit me.

I stood up and went over to the piano playing some lines trying to give life to what was in my head, when I got the base down I went back to the computer and started adjusting and adding more things. I came across this old folk song and it was like it tied everything together, so I sampled it and worked it into the base from the piano.

After a few hours I had the whole melody down and I loved it, now it was time to figure out with the lyrics. As I was getting ready to go into that I got a call, Zico’s name popped up in the screen and I picked up.

“Oh, yes Hyung..What’s up?” I said.

“Mino-ya, what are you doing?” He asked.

“At the studio” I replied and he laughed.

“Yah, go out and get some air, you’re there everyday” I laughed at his advice.

“Look who’s saying that” I laughed more “Ah, that was funny...yes hyung I’ll do that”

“You better!” He warned in a joking tone “I’m hanging up now, bye”

“Bye hyung, take care” I said.

Even though I’d love to do exactly what he told me to I just couldn’t stop now, I was in the zone and don’t want to get out of it and I’m sure he is the one who’d 100% understand that so I went back to my lyrics.

On the same doddled paper I started by writing random words, the process of creating lyrics was harder than the beats because it hss to rhyme, it has to go well with the melody and it need to make sense whilst the beat is more of a feeling.

Two hours went by and all I had were doddles and the same two words. The sky was dark and I knew I had been in there for too long. Maybe it was time for fresh air and some food, I realized I hadn’t eaten since I left the restaurant earlier.

I left the studio room and made my way to the elevator while stretching my back, after hours sitting it sure was aching. I pressed the button and the doors opened, I entered and was about to go on my phone, just when I unlocked the scene hit me and the sentence “stop playing around and just be with me” came into my mind and the doors were about to close so I frantically pressed the button to open the door and ran back to my studio.

I sat down and picked up the pen writing down that sentence and from then on the rest just rolled out. My handwriting looked like shit because my thoughts were moving faster than my hands could move but in like 15 minutes I had the lyrics down.

“Knock knock I miss you But I can’t have you (So, sad) Drip drip I pour out my tears But you still hide your fine figure (You’re so mean) You’re friendly to others, but chic towards me Where’s all the stars in Seoul Oh, in your eyes When you’re with him you’re in Dystopia If you follow me it’s Utopia [Hook] Pretty woman Wo wo you’re so elegant I look at you from all angles, and you’re still so pretty I’ve just realized, my woman Woman, my blue bird Hide well my lady (My lady) I can see your hair, where are you Where are you? I can’t find you, come out (Come out, come out wherever you are) I’ll go wherever you are, I’ll go [Verse 2] Shh don’t stay a word, let’s just run away Stop playing around and just be with me During the summer I just want to walk in your eyes We’re both risqué, risky risky oh I miss your body, and I’m lonely Help feed this thirsty dog Don’t be embarrassed like a coiled up cobra, alright? [Hook] Pretty woman Wo wo you’re so elegant I look at you from all angles, and you’re still so pretty I’ve just realized, my woman Woman, my blue bird Hide well my lady (My lady) I can see your hair, where are you Where are you? I can’t find you, come out (Come out, come out wherever you are) I’ll go wherever you are, I’ll go [Verse 3] You’re a pie in the sky Woo, I swallow my spit You’re my main, I’m your chewing gum Woo, let’s boogie on & on We’re on fire, I can finally breathe, I’m all for you Beautiful you’re pretty, pretty

Come out come out wherever you are I’ll, go Come out come out wherever you are I’ll go wherever you are I’ll go

Now all that’s left is recording the lyrics and add it on top of the beat.

I started recording it but it wasn’t sounding right. I took several breaks and walked in circles around the room trying to figure out the tone, nothing. I listented to the beat again and again, but still it wasn’t right. Honestly, this wasn’t just a song, I was sending a message, it was my answer to this fucking marriage and I wanted her to get it as soon as she listened to it.

I sat there in deep thought fow a while and I started mumbling the words until I finally got how the chorus would sound, so I started from there and the excitment from that part being just right led me to recording the rest of the song.

I was almost 7AM when the demo was complete. I hadn’t had any sleep, but the song was ready and I wanted to get it to YG as soon as I could. I didn’t care I looked like shit, I just got inside a taxi and head over to YG building.

I went up to the producers room and told them I had something good for the next realease. So I played the demo on my phone and by the look on their faces, I did great.

“Mino ya, this is a single, really” one of the producers said.

“Yah let’s take it to president Yang” The other one added.

“wah, I’m so glad you liked it, I worked on it all night” I smiled.

“Yeah, we can see” We all laughed.

They then called in his office to schedule a meeting and while that was being taken care of by the secretaries we all went to the cafeteria to eat something and a meal was indeed much need because I was running on coffee since yesterday.

“Yah mino, you need to watch your health” one of them said as we were eating.

“yes you need to listen to your hyungs” the other added.

“yes yes” I said while bowing in apology.

We finished the meal and were hanging out at their studio room when the president called us up to his office.

Once we got there the receptionist said we could enter the room as he was already waiting for us.

“Oh, Mino! How you’ve been?” YG greeted me.

“Hello! I am good” I bowed.

“Glad to hear! So, I’ve heard from these guys that you have something good for me, let’s hear it” He said and I immediately pulled out my phone and played the song.

The room was quiet for about 30 seconds before YG gave that smile he has when he likes something and I could finally breathe again.

“This is good material, Mino, really” He said “That’s a single” He complemented and I smiled a bit flustered with the compliment.

“Thank you, Presindent” I bowed.

“Of course, few adjustments here and there and it’ll top the charts for sure” YG remarked “Actually, let’s release a full album” After he said that my soul left my body and came back, a full album? Is he serious? Has he gone insane?

“P-President, is this a joke?” I asked innocently.

“Of course not” He laughed “You’re surprised, right? Well, you’re one of our greatest artists, you always bring good material both solo and for WINNER, so I want to give you the chance. Do you think you can do it?” He finished and looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

“Of course I can! Thank you so much, Presidente, for this opportunity I promise I’ll do good” I bowed and was sincerely moved by the trust he was putting in me. I have waited for this chance for a long time and knowing the President of the company trusts me enough to realeae a full album is amazing.

We left the room after chatting for some more about group activities and producing for others artists and I was on cloud 9.

(...)

The next two months went by so quickly, I was in meeting after meeting, recording after recording, everything to get this album to perfection. There was going to be 12 songs that I, myself, composed and produced.The work I put into this was immense I couldn’t wait to put it out there for my fans to listen and for her. I also filmed a music video and the preparation was exhausting, but this meant more than just awards and charts, I kept thinking that if I couldn’t relay this message to her with words I’d do it through art, which is the one thing that might have kept me from sinking low after the news that the one and only woman I’ve ever loved will soon carry another guy’s last name.

(...)

The wedding was a month away now and the single realese date was due to two weeks before the cerimony. I peeked at the date engraved on that envelope “10/12/2018″ I still couldn’t wrap my head around it and even if I buried myself in work that kiss was what started it all. The questions in my head kept me up at night and she was all I could think about. “Is this how this it’s going to end? Is this a “the one that got away situation”? What if she still loves me and is waiting for me to say something? If so, what can I say?” It was like this all day everyday and I got absolutely no answer whatsoever.

(...)

26/11/2018 came and the music video was released, I was pumped but the whole time I keep thinking about what she was thinking and then an idea came to my mind. I grabbed my phone and copied the link to the video and searched through my contacts until I found who I was looking for, hers.

I sent the link along with no context, if I did all this so my art could speak for me then there were no words that I could say to her and after all the years we’ve known each other, I know she’ll get it, she always gets it because she, like no one else, gets me.

Sooo, it took me long enough so I made up for it with a long part and I didn’t want to say anything but there is room for a part 3 idk you guys let me know...

Anyways, hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing <33 I promise not to take 2 years to update this lol,

Ana.

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Pricked Pt. 4

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Scenario: You and Mino have been together since you were eighteen years old. You’ve been through so much together, but time changed who you both were, what you both wanted and, ultimately, it ended. It ended once, twice, and a million times after. Each time fate somehow bringing you back to one another; but how cruel could fate really be? For with every time you crashed back into one another, you felt pieces’ fray and rip at the seams; pricked by love thrones that never healed.

A/N: Okay.Admit it. How many of you thought this would never get finished? It’s finally happened. I finished Pricked. Over time, I received countless private messages and anonymous asks about finishing this. I’m sorry it took over two years for me to get back into writing. I’m sorry it took so long, you guys. But, my sincerest hope is that after reading this, it all feels worth it. I appreciate the countless support for my fiction. For the continous shares and likes while I’ve been away. You all helped remind me why I started writing in the first place: for the love of telling a story. I hope you love this one. Much Love, Jenn.

Genre: Mino x Reader

Words: 5850

Disclaimer: As always, any gifs that are used are not mine and all credit is given to their rightful owners.

It was almost comical how a room that felt so big became hauntingly small. The echoes of his last words etching themselves in your bones until they ached where you sat. Immobile, like a frightened child that hears the creaking sounds of old stairs; threatening to make your heart leap at the thought of old monsters.

Mino couldn’t have meant it. Just like you knew, without a doubt, you were only pretending to be self-righteous. To care about an unnamed woman who should’ve never taken your place to begin with: a poor man’s replacement. A replacement you yourself tried to make of him. The whole reason you showed up here, now, was to force him to choose you. Or else what had been the whole point of the large affair you’d created, if it wasn’t to lead to an end that favored you both.

But this was where your self-righteousness ended.

In the distance your ears could hear the shower running. You knew Mino was undoubtedly undressed on the other side of the door. His last words a farewell forever: a painful dismissal.

How could you blame him? When your lips failed to move and voice refused to work. Because that self-righteousness flared back up and made you believe you could do the right thing.

What was right?

What could be right about losing him, and spending the rest of your life with the maybe’s and what if’s. All you needed to say was what you’d wanted, and allowed, the selfishness that rained over the past year to win. Because honestly, why did you decide now of all times to act so holy? You wanted to do the right thing, regardless of it being too little too late. To believe that self-sacrifice, being a martyr, would be enough to forgive yourself for choosing to hurt so many.

But you were done falling on swords. Done playing games. If you didn’t tell him now, right the fuck now, that you couldn’t live with the idea of him waking up besides the wrong woman every morning, not you, some stranger who only saw what she wanted, knew nothing about how he used to hide his favorite snacks under pillows during his first year of training, and bleached his hair so badly it left his head raw for days. How he ruined so many school shirts with stains of ink from broken pens that drove his mother into an annoyed rant. She knew nothing of his past. What made him. She only knew what he chose to show her like a carefully wrapped present. But you - you knew all. Past and present. You wanted to know who he became in the future. To see the version of yourself he talked about with confidence reflecting in his eyes.

You knew, deep down, underneath the claustrophobic hands of fear, that you could be better for each other. There would be no more running. No more imaginative ‘What If’s’, to keep you at bay.

You weren’t surprised to find your feet already guiding you towards the door of the bathroom. Your heart already knew where it was trying to go: it had just been waiting for your mind to catch up. And somehow, after all that mental pep talk, you still found your hand hovering above the knob.

“No more caving,” you whispered. “I’m doing this.”

Without another moment spared to thought your hand closed around the knob and turned.Whether you were conscious of it or not, you were holding your breath. As if you would find something other than Mino’s naked body on the other side.

Immediately, your body was engulfed by a hot breath of steam. The mirror fogged up to hide your reflection, and condensation dripped from every surface. If the shower wasn’t strategically placed in the middle you were sure you could’ve gotten lost in the large high-end expanse of the bathroom. The showers glass enclosure covered a majority of the room and offered no privacy. Your eyes able to roam over every available inch of flesh that it left exposed, and you drank in the sight of Mino greedily.

Even slumped with his hands splayed out against the patterned granite - body being drenched every second in a heavy flow of water - Mino was still able to command the room. Although, you knew by the heavy sigh between his shoulders that he was a man in mourning. A dull ache wormed its way inside your chest and threatened to bloom, but a memory batted it away.

It was the beginning of spring; months after you’d begun your secret affair. Both of you pretending it was just something simple as convenience. A past history of being first loves and promises of fairy tale ever-afters allowing you the false ideal it would be over once either of you had your fill.

You could see now, caressed in a fog of steam, what a lie it was.

That day the humidity had been worse than the heat. It ended up like that a lot during the peaking days of summer. The two of you finding solace in the new studio Mino rented out; a private, safe place for his artistic ideas to flourish and die in a privacy only he knew.

He’d rung you to come by. Mino’s voice tempting your body already with the sweetness of kisses and a promise of that honeyed voice that was held between those lips kissing its way between your thighs. You didn’t need much prodding after that. Your fingers already on an app to hail the nearest driver.

You’d arrived minutes before he’d asked, and found him surrounded by splattered canvases. A majority of them thrown to the ground, like an island of misfits. Mino was already working on a newer canvas, but the frustration radiated off of him and hit you in waves. You could see it in the way his teeth dug themselves into the wood of his brush, and the large strokes of his fingers, covered in paint, across the canvas. You could’ve sworn you could hear the brush beginning to snap under the pressure.

Mino had always been this way. His drive for perfection charging his artistic nature, usually with him being completely unaware. He was in such a trance focusing on his work that he hadn’t paid any kind of acknowledgment to your entry. All Mino could see was the canvas before him and the irritating fact it wasn’t coming out like he’d wanted.

You were more than ninety-nine percent sure if this had been anyone else, you would’ve been annoyed at not being acknowledged. But here in his artistic heaven you were just fine being ignored. It left you plenty of time to gawk at the mosaic piece that covered an enormous section of a wall. The bright pieces coming into the colorful shape of a cartoon man holding a wilting flower. The petals somehow becoming larger until they landed on the ground at his feet. The back wall displaying a dozen or so paintings. The theme of them all painstakingly the same.

In one various arrays of color, he had the facial outlines of a man and a woman. You could only assume by the way the woman’s face was comforted and the way the lips of the man drew near to caress her lips, that it was a painting with the image of intimacy in mind. That feeling of intimacy causing your cheeks to flush and a yearning to be touched. Another showcased a couple outlined in white against the charcoal of the canvas. There were stars small as speckled dust that told you he’d brushed a single finger through the hair to obtain the effect. The longer you looked at it a stirring feeling of recognition began to ache in the back of your mind.

“It’s that night we spent by the Hongdae river.”

Mino’s voice cut through your thoughts and brought you clarity. Your eyes barely shifting to acknowledge his body turned in your direction, before looking back at the painting. It seemed the second he mentioned it everything about it began to make sense.

It was the moment he’d caught your gaze stuck to the bright sky. So bright and full of endless possibilities.

“Do you remember what you asked me?” He questioned.

You didn’t even need to consider the thousands of possibilities. You already knew.

“Do you ever wonder if the stars miss each other. Millions of them are in the sky. You would think with so many, they would be close to one another, yet they’re so far apart.”

It wasn’t until your eyes took in the shape of dying dust behind a falling star that you finally turned to look at Mino. Your full attention on dried paint that scattered itself on his hands and arms; splattered in rainbow hues all over his shirt and pants. He resembled a piece of art himself, housed inside a room you realized held painted moments of past times together, and more recent. Through this act of whatever it was you’d both created, Mino made something beautiful out of it. He made something beautiful out of you.

Looking at him now...you knew, Mino would forever stay a work of art that would take your breath away. And in that realization, your mind only came up with one solution to end his creative slump he currently found himself in.

You didn’t think twice before your hands found the hem of your shirt and began to lift it over your head. Mino’s eyes widened slightly; no doubt enjoying the unexpected show you put on.

“You’re having trouble painting today.”

It wasn’t a question. You didn’t need an answer, but Mino’s mind wasn’t truly listening to you. It followed his eyes as they watched your hand loop around your back and undo the clasp on your bra.

“I’ve actually been unable to draw - paint - anything. No matter where I go or what I draw, it never comes out right.”

You were stepping out of your shorts when you nodded in acknowledgement. As the last article of clothing fell to the floor, you were left exposed, in all your glory. For some reason, as ridiculous as it sounded, being naked in front of Mino this way sent your nerves into overdrive. It took everything you had not to begin to fidget with your hands.

“Y/N, what are you doing?”

“Use me.”

You blurted it out so harshly it caused Mino to jump. This time you did close your eyes as the embarrassment began to burn against your cheeks.

“Use you?”

By now, Mino was slowly moving towards you. The playful tilt of a smirk drawing up the side of his mouth as his eyes took you in. He radiated a heat that sent your body trembling; not in a bad way. No, no. Far from that. It was an undeniable urge for him to touch you. For his hands to leave burning trials of his exploration of your body on every inch of your skin.

You had to swallow twice to be able to speak.

“Yeah. Use me as your canvas. Paint on me and see if this helps break you out of your creative slump.”

That appeared to stop him cold. His feet no longer coyly bringing him towards you and the smirk now drawn in a thoughtful pout. The first real hint of fear hit your tongue and you tried to swallow it away. You hadn’t considered the fact Mino might call your idea ridiculous and, perhaps, stupid. You were about ready to tell him never mind when his hand motioned for you to move next to the canvas and paints he’s been working on previously.

“Come lay over here.”

You couldn’t reply. Your head giving a curt nod in response as he moved to grab a blanket. It wasn’t the length of your body, but just enough to cover your more...precious parts from the dirt of the floor. Once it was laid in place, you moved to lie down and waited patiently for him to spread his paints out on the tray. Your mind going to counting sheep to pass the time. Around sixty-seven, a gasp of surprise from the cold of the brush against your skin.

“Babo!” You shrieked.

Your hand shot out to smack his arm, which only awarded you with the deep bass of his laugh.

“Should I have warned you?” He asked playfully.

“Duh!”

“Okay, okay. Lie back down and be ready this time, eh.”

You wanted to smack him again and it sent him into more hysterics. You did what he asked though and laid back with your arms out by your sides.

“I’m gonna move the arm closest to me, alright.”

“Why are you telling me?”

“I’m letting you know so you don’t smack me again.”

This time you chuckled to yourself as his hands took gentle hold of your arm and moved it into place. A few moments later the coldness of the brush touched down on your skin. You didn’t jump this time.

You couldn’t tell how long you laid there. Mino moving around different points of your body; spreading different colors along your torso, down your legs, and under your breasts. The two of you making light conversation as he worked, until after a while he informed you he was finished. You were ready to move, but your body was heavy with relaxation and you settled on wiggling your toes.

The sound of a Polaroid camera going off shot your attention back in Mino’s direction. His fingers snaking around to drag the film gently the rest of the way out.

“You better not show anyone.”

Mino gave you a cynical glance over the side of the camera before snapping on more.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Y/N. I wouldn’t share you with anyone: not even as artwork. I just want to save these.” Mino set down the Polaroid and gave the two photos a couple last good shakes before he set them gently down. You began to get up when he knelt beside you, stopping your movements completely. “Y/N, I mean this more than anything. I think this is the best art I’ve made in a long time. What we’ve created together today.”

The compliment sent your lips into a humbled smile that you did your best to hide, but Mino refused to let you.

“Mino-ah, I did nothing.”

“There you are wrong.”

He didn’t allow you to argue further: his lips crashed down on yours. His body collapsing against yours and hands moving in a heated rush to remove his clothes. You weren’t surprised to find your own helping. The two of you soon making love in a flurry of still wet paint that helped to create a new work of art against the studio floor.

With the memory fading away, and leaving you to stand back inside the bathroom and Mino a few feet away, it filled you with renewed resolve. What did it matter if you hadn’t graduated from college yet. If you didn’t know a major to stick with, and you worked like a majority of everyone else in customer service jobs and not a giant firm. That your apartment wasn’t in an established part of Seoul.

You were every bit as good for Mino. Hell, you were the right person for him. You knew that more than anything, and you refused to feel any less unworthy anymore. Without waiting another second to allow doubt to stop you, you reached out and took hold of the shower door and opened it to step inside. Mino turned at your entrance with alarm spread clear on his face and raised eyebrows. After his panic subsided, recognition began to lower his shoulders and formed a question in his brow.

“Y/N,” he started huskily, “What are you-“

You didn’t give him a chance to finish. Using the momentum you gained from entering the shower you pushed into him. The warm water from the shower drenching you both as you wrapped your arms around his neck and brought him to you. Your lips pressing against his the only answer that you needed to give.

Mino matched your desire with his own. His mouth opening yours up to him allowing him to drink down every moan he could elicit from you. When pushed to move you back against the wall of the shower, you gave no protest. The need every placement of his hands made coursed through you and sparked like an electric current. Every tug on soaked fabric and delicate graze of teeth skimming down lips until a tongue lashed up to soothe it's haunting ache. Underneath the basic carnal need that plagued your body for Mino’s touch - his touch alone - you knew it was something deeper.

The idea of soulmates and fate seemed like a fairytale of pleasant dreams meant to keep the boogeyman of life at bay. That there was some hope of a Disney ending, definitely not G-rated, far from PG, but still somehow attainable in life. The thought alone used to be enough to make you roll your eyes. In the end, you couldn’t allow your cynicism tarnish the truth you knew was true between you two.

How could you deny the power of the universe when the cosmos rested solely in his lips? The way his name was written in stars along your skin. For fate to align itself over and over until you stood face-to-face wrapped in each others arms in a tangled connection that refused to make sense.

There had to be a reason for all this chaos.

Mino and you were swollen lips and ragged breaths. His naked body pressed against your soaked clothes stirred a desire to finish what you’d started in the other room. Mino, apparently, hadn’t shared the same sentiment. His lips suddenly breaking free of yours only to lead you in a daze from out of the shower.

When you came back into the room, he didn’t bother with a towel. Instead, Mino opted to struggle his wet appendages into the legs of his jeans. He gave small hops of hope that he used to wedge the fabric up his hips. The whole ordeal already making you fight back the rising fit of giggles, only to end up as a losing battle. The shoulders of his t-shirt becoming trapped around his head; face peeking out through the open collar enough to look ridiculous, and finally broke you down into hysterics.

When Mino finally was able to get his shirt comfortably on he walked over to where you’d collapsed onto the bed. You were soaked and the sporadic dry patches on your jeans were annoying. Your body still vibrating from your earlier outburst and you watched as he moved to kneel beside you. Not caring that both of you resembled drowned rats. Mino reached out to calmly take both of your hands. The angle he was at giving you perfect clarity of his face. Perfect enough to be able to see a decision rapidly being made in the softness of his eyes.

“This is gonna sound nuts.”

You reached out to cradle his cheek in your palm. Your thumb rubbing lightly to try and calm the storm of emotions that whipped his eyes frantically back and forth searching your face.

“Mino, this whole year has been crazy. I don’t think anything you could say would surprise me.”

“Marry me.”

Okay. You were wrong. His outburst did surprise you. Your body went still in front of him and your thumb no longer grazed against his lips. You were going into shock and he was taking your silence as denial.

“I mean, I know it’s stupid. It’s a stupid idea, Y/N, and you deserve a better proposal than this, but I don’t want to waste another moment without you and-“

He was rambling. The both of you knew he was and only because the room swelled with the panic of finality you both felt. That terrible chance that if either of you stepped out of the room, whatever spell of courage happened between you both would end. You could see the pleading in his eyes and could only think of doing one sure fire way to bring his frantic speech to a close. You took his face in yours and gave him one good kiss. When you pulled back he was stuck in place looking for all the world like a wound up doll who’d run out of juice.

“To answer your question, Mino: yes.”

It took his ears a second to register what you’d said, but the minute he heard it Mino broke into a smile so big you couldn’t help but smile back. He rushed to close the small space between you and wrapped his arms with a constrictors grip around you. Only pulling back to kiss you rapidly all over your face raising giggles from your throat.

“Yes? Yes! She said yes!”

“Ya, Mino,” you chided playfully. “You act like someone is going to hear you.”

“I don’t need anyone to hear me. All I needed to hear was your answer. Come on,” he urged rushing to grab both of your jackets. “I know somewhere that’s still open that they’ll do the ceremony right now.”

Your heart was pounding in your chest as you moved hand-in-hand to the front door. This was it. You were on your way to get married. Nothing and yet, everything was about to change. Mino shot you one last smile over his shoulder before he ripped open the door. The both of you coming to a halt in front of the woman, closed fist raised to knock, frozen in shock before you.

You didn’t need Mino to tell you who she was. By the way her face crumbled like all the cheated souls before her, you knew this was his fiance. The look of pain replaced itself with something much colder and harder. The anger coming in waves to steel herself against the pain you no doubt swimming inside her like a monsoon.

“How long?”

Her voice trembled in a way that would have made anyone consider it to be sadness. Anyone else, besides you. You knew it was simply the sound of her choking back on a heartbroken rage cocktail that was brewing deep in her chest. Her tears scolding while the judgement her eyes held a very clear hatred for you. Her world slowly falling apart as she drank you both in. Clothes still clinging to your body like a second skin with both lips puffy and red from each other’s kisses. Her world was collapsing into ruin in quiet milliseconds of betrayal before her.

Mino finally let go of your hand and stepped towards her. She instantly retracted from his touch and swatted away his hand as if it were a pest.

“Don’t touch me!” She shrieked.

“Jang-mi, please,” he protested. This time Mino didn’t make the mistake of trying to touch her. His hands simply motioning for her to come into the safety of the room. “Let’s discuss this inside the room. Not the hallway.”

Her face turned a bright red, and you understood why. Mino sounded like he was coddling a tantrum throwing child. Not a woman who just had a brutal awakening of her soon-to-be husband’s affair. Jang-mi took on last reproachful glance in your direction and moved to go inside the room; taking careful steps to touch neither of you.

As soon as the door to the room was closed, she whirled on you both. Maybe it would’ve been better to remain at Mino’s side to seem like a united front. But you couldn’t bring yourself to give her another theoretical smack in the face with that. So you kept a few inches between you and your head cast downward at the carpet.

“How. Long.”

Jang-mi enunciated every word. Her small fists now in tight fists as her eyes scanned from one face to the other. Waiting for one of you to find the courage to answer. You wanted to let out a sigh of relief when Mino finally spoke: “Close to a year.”

That answer wasn’t what the other woman wanted. The air appeared to be knocked out of her, as her knees collapsed from under her and she ended up sitting on the bed.

“I should’ve known,” Jang-mi began with her voice breathy as if she was talking from a memory. “That day in the alley. When I seen you two together. I knew by the look on your face.”

She looked up at you then, and you didn’t dishonor her by looking away. You held her gaze and knew you deserved what she thought of you. For in Jang-mi’s story, you were the villain. The one who came and stole her ever-after and did it without apology. You wouldn’t ask her to offer forgiveness for your selfishness.

“His mother has a picture with you in it still. When you were younger at Danah’s eleventh birthday party. I know you were his first love. It’s clear on your faces, but make no mistake, I am the one he chose to marry.”

Jang-mi found her strength to stand and it was against you. You admired her fight but, in this, you refused to let her win.

“That can change,” you snapped.

Your response surprised her, but she made it clear in her squared shoulders and upturned chin she wasn’t backing down.

“How? For a year, you were nothing more than a girl kept in the shadows. No better than a whore-“

“Jang-mi, enough!”

Mino cut in and went to shield you. You stopped him with a hand to his shoulder and stepped around him. Mino could be your knight in shining armor any day - but not today. Today, you would do it for yourself.

“Think what you want, but I will be what you can never be: the woman he loves.”

Your cheek erupted in flecks of pain that radiated along the side of your face. It was so intense, your eyes blurred with unshed tears. This time you didn’t stop Mino from stepping between the two of you. Their arguing words drowned out to the ringing in your ears.

“You need to choose Mino: right here and now! Either me or her, and you better make the right choice.”

You knew her threat wasn’t empty. It was backed by outrage with need for you to be proven wrong. That she was the one that held his heart; not willing to admit to the fact she might never have to begin with. Tears were freely streaming down her cheeks now as she reached out to hold onto him. Mino’s guilt leaving him unable to look away from the tears she tried to claim were of anger, but really a reflection of her breaking heart.

The small room erupted in silence, and it began to make doubt creep into your thoughts. There was always the off chance Mino could choose her, and that was something you couldn’t bear. With your cheek still burning and eyes roaming back and forth between the both of them you didn’t notice Mino moving to stand beside you. His hand moving out to gently take yours in his, while his eyes sadly took in the woman before him.

“I’m sorry, Jang-mi for being a coward and not telling you sooner. I love you, but I’m not in love with you and...because of that I cannot marry you.”

If things had been different, you would’ve went to her. You were sure that you were the last person she would ever want to comfort her. Not when the two of you stood mockingly the day before her would-be wedding. You knew Mino didn’t want to leave her this way. That he would carry the guilt of what transpired here tonight, and maybe he should for now. No one should go without acknowledging their own wrongdoing in someone else’s pain. Before he could say anything to Jang-mi, however, a sudden knock came at the door.

“Mino, are you there?”

The sound of Mino’s father at the door immediately made him stiffen. The anxiety evident on his face, and here it was Jang-mi saw her opening to share her grief with someone new.

“He's here with another woman!”

“J-Jang-mi, is that you?”

Mino’s father sounded perplexed and you couldn’t blame him. He probably wasn’t expecting to hear his future daughter-in-law yelling about another woman. A tight squeeze into your hand reminded you of Mino at your side. Throughout this whole moment, Mino remained calm and allowed Jang-mi to react how she felt, because he knew he’d given her one of the greatest forms of betrayal. But the quiet understanding he’d used to compose himself was now gone. Now he just looked plain pissed off.

“You have no right to bring him into this!” He snapped.

“He deserves to know the kind of man his son is,” Jang-mi retorted. Her disdain dripping off of every word.

“Mino! Open this door! Is Jang-mi in there with you?”

“Oppa, everything is alright!”

“No everything is not!”

Jang-mi screeched the last word high enough it made you wince. She moved forward and slammed an angry fist down on Mino’s chest. You moved to grab her, but Mino simply shook his head and placed his hands gently on her shoulders.

“Jang-mi,” he began sadly, “this will not make your pain hurt any less.”

“No, you’re right. It won’t.” She moved her hands to rest on his arms and stayed there. Just for a moment. Her looking up at him, Mino staring back, and you feeling like the odd third wheel in what seemed like an intimate moment. Suddenly, her gentleness turned cold and her arms shoved his away and stepped back. “But if I can make you feel any ounce of humiliation that I feel, just for one second, then it’s worth it.”

The room swelled with tension of the unknown before Jang-mi opened her mouth wide and let out a scream. Her mascara running down in droplets that reminded you of the matchmaker in Mulan. For all the world she had passed her pain and went start to rage and called out the worst things. That you were assaulting her. That Mino has struck her. It was enough to send Mino’s father into a frenzy outside the door.

“Fuck this,” Mino growled.

He reached out his hand and clasped it securely around yours. He didn’t wait to grab your coats or cellphones. Mino moved straight for the door not caring for the howling woman at your back and opened the door to startle his father, and a few gawking hotel guests.

“Mino, what’s going on?”

Mino didn’t answer his father. He pushed past him and forced you to do the same. The Song elder finally noticing your presence and his confusion only aging him faster.

“Mino. Stop!”

But he didn’t stop. He kept running you both down the hallway and to the stars. The sound of his father and others rushing to catch up to you. Mino was running down the stairs at a speed that forced you to jump two at a time to keep up. It should’ve been odd. Maybe embarrassing, to be seen bursting from the stairwell into a fancy lobby. Your abrupt entrance startling guests waiting and checking in. In truth, it caused you to laugh.

It didn’t matter what strangers thought as you moved through the prestigious double doors with people from the bridal party giving chase. Not even seeming crazy that Mino, or you, had any idea where you were going to run too. You just kept running, hand in hand, until he finally spotted a bus a few yards ahead.

The both of you started waving the driver down in hopes he would see you and wait. There was a brief moment your heart dropped when it seemed he was about to shut the doors, but noticed his annoyance at having to wait for you written plainly on his face. You silently wished him and his family a thousand blessings as your feet took the small steps loudly. Mino and you digging like crazy around in your pockets to find the exact change to put it.

You both couldn’t present it fast enough when his family came tearing into view, causing Mino to take the wad of money and shove it towards the driver.

“You can keep all of it if you’ll just shut the doors and take off now. Please.”

It didn’t seem the older man was going to comply. His wary eyes moving from the money to both of your sweaty figures gasping for air and damp clothes. You were almost about to step back off the bus when he motioned with his head for the two of you to sit down. You were ready to hug him, but didn’t want to push your luck.

The both of you moved to sit at the far back of the bus. Mino taking the window seat and you curled up against him with your head resting on his shoulder. The two of you stayed silent for a long time. Neither of you commenting on his father and, maybe, the groomsmen or the brides’ family, slamming their hands against the door just before the driver merged into the Seoul traffic.

You listened only to the sound of his heart beating. The way it began to ease into its natural rhythm after the storm passed. It’s what helped you sort out all the thoughts that raged for purpose inside your head. The main one being the only one you chose to speak out loud.

“What now?”

Mino let out a sigh as a lazy hand moved to stroke over your hair. He remained quiet a while longer before he spoke.

“Now? Now we just live out our happily-ever-after.”

A snort of laughter left you as you looked out the window; not wanting to move less it caused him to stop playing with your hair.

“Oh, is that all?” You teased.

“Forever is simple. It’s the in between of getting there that’s hard.”

“You saying I’m hard?”

You looked up him and took in the wistful smile that danced behind almond eyes. His finger moving delicately to trace the outline of your face.

“No, jagi . You are the part of getting to forever that makes it all worth it.”

He spoke the last of his words against your lips. His nose playfully kissing across yours, before he actually moved down to give you a kiss and as he did you couldn’t help but agree. Everything that led to this point had been hell and messy, but it was easy to breathe once again. Your world righted itself and begun to make sense and that, you knew, was because your forever was simple. Your forever was kissing you, and that was the magic of finding your happily-ever-after and never letting go.

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Little small things in life #4 - The one whit Danny DeVito

Pairing: OC x Song Minho Genre: Fluff Word Count: 779 It has been one of those rare nights where she had convinced him to stop working and spend some quality time watching movies and drinking wine. Both bodies occupying the couch that was their cat’s property by divine right, or so does she think that Jhonny would tell them if she could speak. She was content with having him stolen for a little while. He was playing with her fingers, and she noticed Mino’s attention was elsewhere. “What are you thinking?” She asked, turning to look at him. “What would you do if I told you that I am pregnant?” He blurted with the utmost serious face. She surely loved him, she knew he was strange…but not THAT strange. “I am not drunk enough for this conversation” She finally said, more to herself than to anyone else. “No, no, but seriously” He whined. “Like that Danny De Vito and the guy from Rocky movie?” She tried to remember. “It is not the guy from Rocky” “Yeah, yeah, but like that?” “Maybe?” and she couldn’t understand how the most ridiculous guy can look so cute. “Well, if the baby is mine don’t worry. I will take full responsibility and even marry you” and that sentence made his eyes sparkle, sign that he was drunk. Drunk enough to not realize that he was spooning her and made a harsh movement to get up and push her out of the couch in the process. Oh, and she knew well how hard the coffee table was to give it a full hit with her head. Mino did too, and it was the loud thud that made him sober up in a second.

He climbed out of the couch to hug her and ask her for forgiveness while kissing her head. She was laughing, there was no other thing to do and the alcohol in her system was preventing the pain. “Too much fun for tonight, let’s go to sleep. Ok?” She said after kissing and assure her boyfriend that all was good, she still loved him, and she was not going to break up and live with the cat. The next day she went to work feeling light-headed. She had to remind herself that she was not in her 20s, she had to stop drinking on working nights. She suspected something was wrong when the smell of flowers started to make her nauseous, that had never happened in the many years she worked as a florist. She was sure when the only things that calmed her nausea were pickles and peanut butter. The only way to be 100 percent sure was to go to the hospital, so she convinced Mino that she was going to get the bruise on her head checked, she complained about migraines in the last days, reason why he believed her. She was a nervous wreck while explaining her symptoms and suspicious, thankfully the nurse was patient and helped to be more comfortable with the procedures. But as soon as the women left her mind went ballistics over all the possible scenarios. Scenario # 1: A Bad One

“Hey, Mino guess what!” “What?”

“I am pregnant” “Bye” Scenario #2: A Really Bad One “Hey, Mino guess what!” “What?” “I am pregnant” “How could you do this to me?! My career is just starting now that I left my old producer job! You ruined all my chances” Ok… maybe she should change the first approach and take a long walk home. As soon as she opened the door Mino went running to her. “You know what time is it? It is night already. Oh my god, I was so worried” He said while hugging. The only logical response in her state was starting to cry. Bad choice if you want to calm down a big guy that now is looking like crying too. They sat on the couch, while he pats her back while she calmed down. “What would you do if I told you that I am pregnant?” was the first thing that came to her as soon as she could speak again. To be fare a different first-line than the one in her scenarios. He couldn’t contain his smile and started laughing. “You? For real?” “For real” while her heart hit her rib cage at the pace of a hummingbird. “Well, if the baby is mine don’t worry. I will take full responsibility and even marry you” Mino said while taking his hand from her back and into her stomach. “That is why you were crying?” She only nodded and set her hand over his. “Jhonny look! You are going to be a big sister now!”

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Car Rides - Mino (Winner) Imagine

Requested by anon: omg can't believe that your request is finally open! T~T can i please have mino (winner) scenario? it can be light angst to fluff/sexy where they are an ex but then mino tries to make his way back to y/n, she accepts, and ends up in sexy time (LOL). thanksies girl! <3

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You got into the passenger seat of the car, shutting the door just as a fast food cup hit the window.

“What happened?” Minho asked, concern laced in his voice as he locked the door of the car.

“Date gone wrong,” you responded simply. “Apparently I’m supposed to be okay with sex on the first date and I’m not.”

Minho quickly put the car in drive and stepped on the gas leaving the restaurant as quickly as he could. After a few minutes of driving in silence he opened his mouth again.

“Why’d you call me?” he asked, genuinely confused as to why you called him, your ex, to come and pick you up rather than one of your friends. “I mean I don’t mind but, well, it’s odd.”

You collected your thoughts trying to figure out yourself why you called him out of all people. It was safe to say that neither of you had tried to contact the other since you’d mutually ended things. While you’d contemplated reaching out a few times, you never did out of fear of being rejected.

“I didn’t know who else to call,” you finally answered, your mouth moving faster than your brain. “You were the first person to pop into my head that I knew would come…regardless of whatever is going on between us.”

He didn’t say a word, his fingers beginning to tap the steering wheel as he pulled to a stop at a traffic light.

“Are you still at the same place?” he asked as he began driving again, switching lanes, getting ready to turn on a side street.

You nodded, hand going to the seat belt buckle ready to undo it once he stopped outside your house. Once he did, you undid the seatbelt, turning to thank him as you noticed him pulling the keys out of the ignition.

“Let me walk you up,” he said, undoing his own seatbelt before he hopped out of the car meeting you as you got out.

Opening your front door you were quick to turn around and offer him something to drink, just an extra thank you for going out his way and getting you out of a tough situation. Inside he stood awkwardly in the kitchen as you poured him a glass of water. His eyes naturally went to a picture hanging on the wall of you two on a date. His heart quenched a little. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t miss you or that he didn’t regret not reaching out sooner. Quite frankly, he hated the fact you two had broken up in the first place. You had both thrown in the towel so easily.

“It’s my favorite picture of us,” you said, noticing his gaze on the photo as you handed him the glass. “I haven’t had the heart to take it down.”

Minho looked down at you gently, “I miss you,” he said gently. “I miss us. I hate that you’re being treated like less than a human being capable of making your own decisions and having your own standards by other men. I hate that I can’t love you like you deserved to be loved anymore. I hate the fact that I gave up so quickly.”

You reached out and took his hand in yours, not daring to meet his eyes, “I miss us too.”

He gulped, squeezing your hand tightly as he took a step towards you before backing off, “I feel so disgusting for making a move on you after what you just had to deal with.”

You stepped closer to him quickly going onto the tips of your toes and pressing a kiss to his lips. Before you could pull away, his hand went around your waist pulling you closer to him. He set down the glass in his hand before it went to cheek. Your own hands looped around his neck. The two of you pulled away briefly, foreheads resting against one another.

“Can you stay?” you asked, nose brushing against his as you placed another kiss on his lips. “Please stay.”

Minho locked his lips with yours, his hands squeezing your hips as he pulled you even closer allowing you to feel every inch of his body.

“I’ll stay for as long as you want me too.”

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Min-zero (Part II)

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“I think you might be mistaken, Y/N. The pleasure will be all mine,” Mr. Song says as he finally turns to face you.

Wait. That face. It can’t be.

“You- you!” you exclaim, thrusting a finger in Mr. Song’s direction. You open and close your mouth a few times, unsure of exactly what to say. You’re speechless from the shock. How? What? – What was going on. After a long pause, you erupt into a fit of giggles. You can’t contain yourself so you laugh and laugh until you’re clutching at your sides, unable to stop.

“Good one, Mino,” you wipe a tear from the corner of your eye. “Damn, how did you even come up with that? You were always a good prankster, weren’t you?” you walk around the office trying look for the hidden cameras. You lift up a suspiciously placed snow globe off a bookshelf to inspect it closely.

“I would appreciate if you didn’t touch that Miss Y/N,” Mino warns. You stick your tongue out at him.

“You have to tell me, though. How on earth did you get the CEO of WIN Enterprises to play along?” you look at Mr. Kim sceptically.

“Miss Y/N, I’m appalled at your behaviour!” Mr. Kim looks flabbergasted. “Are you feeling alright?”

“Yeah, yeah, very funny. Now can we please drop the act? There’s no way Min-zero here is actually the CEO of this company,” you retort.

Min-zero was the nickname you gave your high school classmate and number one rival, Song Minho, or Mino, as he wanted everyone to call him. Mino was the archetypical class clown. He never took his studies seriously and instead loved to rap, sleep, or pick on you. Meanwhile, you were class president, valedictorian the year you graduated, and an overall high achiever. Your contrasting personalities was what led to you to begin bullying each other non-stop. Mino hated your perfectionism, the way you never accepted failure, and he especially hated how you always thought you were better than him. You hated that Mino never took anything seriously, the way he had no concept of taking responsibility for his actions, and that he was just generally annoying.

“Now listen here, Miss Y/N. Mr. Song told me that you both were previously acquainted but he assured me that this conflict of interest would not affect either of your abilities to work. However, I will not tolerate abusive language towards an exemplary employee and personal friend. I request that you apologize to Mr. Song immediately or resign if you are not able to cooperate.” Mr. Kim warns you sternly.

“Sir, I would appreciate if you could give Y/N and myself some time to talk in private. This must be a shock to her. We haven’t seen each other since we graduated high school,” Mino interjects before you say something that would land you in even bigger trouble.

“Alright, you may,” Mr. Kim sighs. This was getting to be too dramatic for him to handle at his old age. Before he leaves, he leans into Mino’s ear and you hear him whispering “don’t be afraid to call security if you need to.” That little.

When you and Mino are finally left inside the office by yourselves, reality begins to dawn on you. It was awkwardly quiet. Why was no one was yelling “Surprise! Gotcha!” or pointing out hidden cameras? You pinch yourself. Okay, so you weren’t dreaming either; Song Mino was actually the new CEO of WIN. Fuck. But how? You look Mino up and down, seeing him properly for the first time.

He’s changed a lot since high school. Now he is tall and handsome, with shoulders broader than you remember them. He fills out his perfectly tailored designer suit nicely. His skin is smooth and his acne had cleared up completely since you last saw him. His jet black hair is styled perfectly, lightly swept up to reveal his forehead. Mino’s most defining feature, his prominent eyebrows, are the same as you had remembered. Except one of them is now raised as he looks at you questioningly.

“Y/N, I asked if you’re okay,” his voice brings you out of your own thoughts.

“Okay? How could I be okay? I’m confused as hell,” you storm up to him. “How are you the CEO? How am I your assistant? What the hell happened to you after high school?” you jab your finger into his chest with every question. He grabs your wrist to stop you and the action catches you off guard. He smirks, relieved to be able to have shut you up for at least a minute.

“Have a seat and I’ll explain everything,” he says coolly. “Want anything to drink?” He asks.

“Some water would be nice,” you say quietly. He pours you a glass from a water filter sitting near his desk.

“Okay… where to begin?” Mino leans back in his chair and loosens his tie. “It’s nice to see you after such a long time, Y/N,” he peers at you curiously.

“I can’t say the same,” you bite back.

Mino reaches into his desk drawers to pull out a few magazines and tosses them onto the table in front of you. They read “Minute Magazine’s 30 under 30”, “Borbes Rising Stars” and so on. One of them even has a glossy, front cover picture of Mino standing in front of a large building, dressed sharply and sporting a winning smile. You rifle through them; you get the picture. Mino is rich and famous now, apparently.

“After high school, I founded an internet start-up. I grew the business until it was too much for me and my small staff of fifteen to run by ourselves, so I sold it to the founder of WIN Enterprises. He liked my ideas for the future of the company and wanted to hire me. He wanted me to at least have a college education before I start working here, so he paid for me to study at Columbia University in the US. I finished my undergrad and MBA, came back to Korea and started working here as a low level employee. I had to work my way up the ranks so I could gain experience and last month, I was appointed as CEO. That’s the short and sweet version, I guess.”

Your mouth hangs open in disbelief. “You’ve got to be kidding me! You went to Columbia? You were literally the least motivated person I’d ever met back in high school. You always got zeroes! That’s why I fucking called you Min-zero all the time,” you shout.

“People change,” Mino shrugs. “I’m surprised you haven’t.”

“So why did you hire me? So that you could brag and show off how much more successful you’ve become than me? Well, congratulations, you got what you wanted. Now can I please leave?” you get up and angrily gather your things, prepared to leave. You weren’t going to lie, the fact that Mino had become so successful injured your pride, a lot.

Mino quickly rises to his feet. “No!” it comes out a lot louder than he anticipates. He clears his throat, trying to regain his composure. “No, that’s not why I hired you. I honestly do need a personal secretary and I know you need a job. I thought this might help us get over our old childhood feud. I saw your name in the list of applicants and thought that by having Mr. Kim interview you, you’d accept the job. You’re also more than qualified.”

You laugh sardonically. “Forget it. I don’t need this job if it means working for you.” You turn on your heels and march towards the door.

“Then- then- I’ll fire you before you resign!” Mino shouts, unsure of himself. You freeze in your tracks.

“Wait… is he even allowed to do that?” you think to yourself. This just became a matter of ego. You’ve never been fired from a job and you weren’t about to let it happen now. You turn and face him with a glare, weighing your options in your mind.

“I- I’ll pay you well,” he adds. “Plus a huge holiday bonus. And the company will cover insurance, too.”

You lift an eyebrow. Why was this guy trying so hard to keep you here? Then it suddenly occurs to you that this might be worth it; Mino would pay you better than any other company could, plus you could keep your prestigious title as executive assistant at WIN. You just had to tolerate his annoying ass for a little while, but you’d get used to it eventually, right?

“I’ll think about it. Give me a day and I’ll let you know what I decide,” you say.

“Really? Okay, perfect. Give me your cellphone,” he strides over to you and holds out his hand. Standing this close to him, you notice how tall he really is.

“For what?” you ask, backing up away from him.

“I’ll put my number in it so that you can call me.” He takes your phone out of your hand, puts in his number, and hands it back to you. “I’ll be looking forward to hearing from you,” he smiles.

That night you go home and think about everything that had transpired in Mino’s office. You had never expected to be put in such a situation. Given your turbulent history with Mino, you weren’t sure if working as his personal assistant was such a good idea. But a part of you was also curious to see how he lived now, years after high school, and if he was really cut out to be the CEO. Besides, you weren’t teenagers anymore. You both were mature adults who were capable of working in the same building without ripping each other’s heads off… right?

You scroll through the contacts on your phone trying to find Mino’s number, unsure of what he had saved it as. You roll your eyes when you see “Your boss CEO Song” at the end of your contacts list. You change it to “That Min0 Bastard”.

You: okay, I’ll work for you >.>

You definitely couldn’t back out now. Quitting was no longer an option for you. You send the message and head to sleep.

The next morning, you wake up to incessant pinging coming from your phone. You look over at the alarm clock groggily. Ugh, who the hell was messaging you at 5:30 in the morning? You unlock your phone to find several messages and missed calls from Mino.

That Min0 Bastard: Y/N where are you?? I need you to help prepare the reports for our meeting with a sponsor company this afternoon. That Min0 Bastard: You need to come into the office ASAP. That Min0 Bastard: Y/N pick up your phone!!!

You almost fall out of your bed. Was he serious? You didn’t know that you had to be at the office early this morning. This was supposed to be your first official day and you were already late! You haphazardly get dressed and skip breakfast to rush to work as fast as you can. You're vaguely aware that you look like a mess but you hope you can sort out your hair and makeup situation as soon as you got a bathroom break.

You race into the building and only stop running when you reach the door to Mino’s office. You try to collect yourself as much as you can before you enter his office.

“Ah Y/N, there you are,” Mino looks up from his laptop when he sees you entering. Beep! He presses a button on his watch. “Half an hour. Not bad, but you can do better,” he says, impressed.

“What are you talking about?” you ask, still panting from the exertion.

“Oh, I just wanted to see how long it would take you to get here from home if there really was an emergency. Don’t worry, there’s no meeting today. This is just to be prepared,” he says nonchalantly. Anger bubbles up to your throat.

“Are you kidding me?! I didn’t even get to eat breakfast!” you yell. Mino looks unfazed.

“Get yourself something from the cafeteria. I’ll give you ten minutes,” his attention has already returned back to his laptop. “Get me something too while you’re at it.”

You’re completely speechless. Just yesterday it seemed like you were going to have the upper hand in this game. Mino had seemed like he was negotiating with you, almost desperately, to keep you as his secretary. But that Mino was not the one in front of you now. The person sitting in front of you was someone you needed to be wary of. Rather than fighting with him and losing any precious time, you decide to save the battle for later. Right now, you just wanted to eat something and drink some coffee to wake yourself up. You storm down to the cafeteria.

You wait in line at the breakfast bar to get something quick to eat. There, you spot the guy that had run into you the day before.

“Oh, Y/N! Nice to see you. How is everything so far?” Seungyoon asks as cheerfully as he can, despite looking like he hasn’t slept in ages.

“Ugh, don’t even ask. Turns out, CEO Song is my new boss,” you grimace. You’re debating whether you should tell him that you knew Mino from before, but you decide that nobody really needed to know about your history. “You were right, he’s a total monster.”

“Ah, I’m sorry to hear that…” he sympathizes. “But I’m also not sorry,” he adds with a playful smile. You look at him quizzically. “I’m actually glad that we’re going to be working together from now on.” He beams at you. “Want me to buy you a coffee to celebrate?” he offers.

You feel the tension that had built up from the morning dissipate a little. You were grateful that you would have a friend going into this ridiculous situation, that someone was on your team.

“Are you finished with the translation, Y/N?” Mino asks, not looking up from the documents splayed across his rich, mahogany desk. You had been standing in front of his desk with the papers in your hand, waiting for him to acknowledge your presence for the last ten minutes.

“Yes, and here is the travel itinerary of Mr. Leblanc as well as the list of his food preferences. I will be there to personally receive him at the airport tomorrow.” That should shut him up for a little while, you think. Maybe now is a good opportunity to ask Mino if you could go home a little early today. It’s been two weeks since you started and you’ve spent every single evening in the office. It was getting quite suffocating being around him every single day and you were growing tired of biting your tongue each time he said something that would annoy you. You broach the topic carefully. “If that’ll be all, I’m going to get going. I have a few other commitments tonight,” you say before backing up to the door, ready to make your escape. Just before you can get one foot out the door, Mino speaks up.

“Hold on a sec,” Mino looks up at you. What on Earth could he have you do now? You’ve literally finished everything that needed to be done. He gets up from his desk and walks in front of it to face you, leaning back against the wooden surface. He folds his arms over his chest and cocks his head to one side. His eyes wander around your face, inspecting you. “You’ll do anything, right?” he asks after a long pause.

“W-What?”

His gaze seems to penetrate you.

“To keep this job. To not be fired… you’ll do anything, right?” His voice drops an octave making a shiver travel down your spine. He takes a step towards you. You start to panic at his sudden transformation. Mino’s words were overtly laced with a darker implication. What did this creep want from you? Surely he didn’t mean… that? Oh my god.

“What do you mean. What-what are you trying to say?” you squeak out. Mino was now less than an arms length away from your squirming self and seemed to get closer and closer. You never knew about this side of him until now. Was he always a playboy? Did he only hire you to get into your pants? Would this turn into angry revenge sex? You were mortified – not only because of the current position you were in – but also by the fact that you were seriously contemplating having angry revenge sex with your boss.

“I need you-” he whispers seductively. He moves closer and closer.

What should you do now? Scream? Run out of the office? You don’t trust either your voice or legs to save you now as they seemed incapable of following your brain’s instructions. Did you still have that bottle of pepper spray in your purse? Without taking your eyes off of Mino, you try to snake your hand into your purse to root around for it. He tilts his head down towards yours. His face is getting dangerously close and you still haven’t found the pepper spray. The spicy-sweet smell of his aftershave tickles your nostrils and makes your head swim. Then, his eyes flick down to your mouth. Mayday. MAYDAY. You eyes reflexively fluttered shut.

His lips moves past your face and whispers into your ear, making you flinch. “-To drop and give me fifty.”

“What-” you gasp as your eyes fly open. “What the fuck, Mino?!” you shout over his howling laughter. He’s doubled over and clutching his stomach, unable to stop snickering. You were getting serious dèja vu from your high school days. Embarrassed and thoroughly shaken up, you immediately ball your hands into fists and begin swinging at him. “You asshole!!!”

He holds his hands up, easily protecting himself from your punches, but you begin pounding your fists into his palms. Mino can’t stop laughing and his laughter is so contagious that, unbeknownst to you, your whines transform into hiccupping giggles while tears spring up into your eyes.

“That wasn’t funny, loser!” you laugh. It takes both of you a good five minutes to stop the fits of giggles, and when it dies down, it’s replaced by a heavy air of awkwardness. You realize that in order to maintain a standard of professionalism, secretaries ought not to be this comfortable around their bosses, nor call them “assholes”. You take a step back from him and smooth down your pantsuit. Mino’s expression is unreadable, and his face is tinged bright pink – probably from all the laughing that took the wind out of you both.

“W-well, if that will be all,” you start to say. Mino looks away from you and simply waves a hand in your direction, dismissing you.

#winner scenarios #mino scenarios #song mino scenarios #song minho #series

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suwegg · 5 years

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Fiancé

"Pretty woman

Whoa whoa you look so high-class

No matter where I look, you’re so pretty

My woman, now I know

My woman, my blue bird"

I picked up the white envelope that has been lying on my bedside table for a few days. I knew what was inside but I refuse to open it.

To: Song Minho

I took a sip of soju from my cup before placing it down on the table with a heavy thud. Every single time I look at this envelope, regrets just rush through me.

"Why did I do that…" I sighed, rubbing my palm against my forehead as I let the memories fill my mind.

"Let's break up." I announced, pushing the food around the plate with my fork.

"Seriously Minho," She lets out a long and deep sigh. "What's the problem now?"

"There's no feelings left," I said, looking up at her from my plate. "It's no use for us to keep trying to save this dead relationship. What is left to be saved?"

There was a long silence between us, the only sound was the screeching of the fork against the plate as I continue to play with the food on the plate, waiting for her reply.

Finally, she placed her utensils down on the table and I could feel her eyes on me. I look up at her directly into her eyes.

My heart stopped fluttering like how I would whenever our eyes met. There's no longer the feelings of butterflies in me. The sparks are gone, dead.

"You know what?" She runs a hand through her hair. "I'm done with all of this bullshit." She snaps.

I remained silent, slightly taken aback by her reaction. For all the times I have mentioned the topic on ending the relationship, she always persuaded me to try again. I always gave in to her because… maybe because at that point I thought things could be saved. Those feelings would come back.

"Minho," She sighed. "Love isn't about those fucking feelings you've been talking to me about. Those that you thought you've lost or you assumed you have lost because you don't feel them when you see me. I'm sure those feelings are still there but because you are so used to it, you think you stopped feeling it. Through a relationship, it is about love and about choice. Making a choice to continue it, making a choice of 'oh, I think this person is someone I'm going to spend my life with' and not based on some kind of feelings to gauge if the love between us has died down. I still love you. I do. But at this point, I don't think this relationship is going to work out with just me making a choice."

Tears started to roll down her cheeks and she sniffed, wiping away the tears.

"I'm tired." She just smiled, pushing a strand of hair behind her ears. "So, I hope you'll eventually find someone you could make a choice with and love in the future."

She stood up from her seat and left.

It took me less than a month to finally understand what she meant. But by the time I could gather the courage to find her after a year, she gave me this white envelope. At the café where we had our first date, she gave me this.

Her wedding invitation.

"My woman, now I know

My woman, my blue bird"

Everyone stood up and applause when the huge door open and the bride walks in, her arm linked with her father's.

She, who was what was my happiness, is now someone's.

She is smiling. She is happy.

Just like how she smiled at me when we were together.

Our eyes met as she slowly graces the room, she just gave a slight nod and smiled.

I'm regretting. My love.

She's now standing there on the platform with her husband-to-be. She looks happy.

This is love and choice. Not just about feelings.

"You are now husband and wife."

That could have been us. He could have been me.

Her eyes scanned the crowd and she saw me once again. We stared at each other for god knows how long and I could feel what she's trying to tell me.

She loved me and now she loves him.

She's not hurting anymore.

I love her.

I'm hurting.

With that, I gave her a smile and turned to leave the venue.

I can't let her see me cry.

A/N: FIANCE’S 1st win today on Mnet!!!!!!!!! So here’s a short story to celebrate!!!!!!

sidenote: those italics are the eng translation of Fiancé :)

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l000ey · 6 years

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kwon ryu → r.d

pairing; song mino x rae dara (mention of kwon jiyong)

summary; mino wants a baby but dara tells him that she can’t have babies and why, then they go to visit someone special for dara

warnings; mentions of miscarriage, stress attack and mild depression and spoilers about red’s future

note; poor red dragon :( I think I'll do an alternate ending to see how it would be if she ended up with gd

2019

Dara's head was moving from side to side in sync with the demo of a girl, a possible artist of her new company, that Tian had brought her that morning. It wasn’t bad, the rhythm was catchy, the lyrics in english and along with many "bitches". Her artistic part, Red, she loved it. She smiled and shoved a large handful of ramen into her mouth as she looked at her emails.

She was alone at home since Mino had to go to the studio to finish his solo album but she didn’t care much, she was proud of him and the time alone was always a good thing for her, besides that if Mino was with her she couldn’t finish all the work she had with the opening of the new label, probably if Mino were here she would not even have been able to get out of bed this morning.

"D, I'm home!" The king of Rome exclaimed leaving the keys on the kitchen table. He greeted Jaehee, the housekeeper, who was cleaning the kitchen. "Hi, Jaehee. How are you today?".

"I'm fine, Mino." The woman gave her boss a sweet smile. "Thanks for asking. Dara is in her office, she said not to bother her until lunchtime” She sighed, picking up the plate with the remains of pancakes and chocolate syrup.

"Did she get up later today too?" He raised a curious eyebrow. Lately Dara had been behaving differently, didn’ t talk much, locked herself in her office or in the studio that she had at home and only went out to eat, have dinner and then go to bed. Mino thought that maybe it was because she was very focused on opening her own company, because her parents had told her they would come to visit next month or because she hadn’t been on stage for a while. Whatever it was, it was affecting her and that was worrying not only Mino but also her employees, her fans, her friends and the whole world.

Jaehee nodded, making her white hair bun move with the movement of her head. "She got up an hour ago, had breakfast in silence while looking at her phone and when she finished she locked herself in the office. Although about ten minutes ago came and prepared an instant ramen "

Mino let out a sound from his throat, making her understand that he understood and after giving her a slight smile he headed towards the office. He sighed when he saw her move her head with some song that was listening on her headphones, he smiled before closing the door behind him and leaned against the door watching her with his arms crossed over his chest. She kept humming a song that he didn’t know how to recognize and her eyes were focused on the screen of her computer, not realizing that her husband was right in front of her. It must be that the song ran out at once because she took off her headphones and smiled, even without looking at him.

"Are you going to stand there longer? You look like a creepy stalker” She heard him chuckle before approaching her and sitting on one of the chairs in front of her desk."How's the album? "

"Interesting" He shrugged, still crossed his arms "And the company?"

"Interesting" She made the same gesture as him making both laugh, when the laugh died Mino sighed without erasing his smile while Dara filled her mouth again with ramen.

"D?" The girl made an affirmative noise at his question, unable to respond with words because her mouth was full of food "I want to have a baby".

Immediately the brunette began to cough because of the surprise almost choked, Mino got up to help but she stopped him raising a hand, swallowed and drank water and then cough a couple of times more. She shook her head, her eyes were closed and her body tense. The boy frowned, was it so bad to want to have a baby with the person you love?

"Are you okay?" His voice drew her to reality. She opened her eyes and nodded before smiling and taking his hand across the table, her thin hands were much smaller than his.

"Mimi" The brown eyed boy smiled quickly, he loved that nickname for some reason, but only if it was she who called him that because if you did not call yourself Rae Dara and you called him that way you ran the risk of taking a punch in the face " I...Why so suddenly? "

"Today Hanbin brought Hanbyul and, well she is not a baby anymore, but she is so pretty and it was so beautiful to see her and Hanbin hugging each other or how she fell asleep in his arms" He moved in his place and put both hands around hers with the other hand that was free "I want that, with a little princess that looks like you or a champion that looks like me and teach them how to rap, dance and produce, it would be incredible. I want to have a child with you".

A silence covered the room. Both looked at each other in total silence, she looked at him with pity while he looked at her with hope that she would say yes. Dara broke the visual contact by finding the glass that made the desk much more interesting, Mino frowned and took a hand to her chin to raise and make her look him.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He gave her a sweet smile, trying to comfort her and convey that he was there for her although he was also afraid and the insecurities did not take long to reach her body. Many questions came to his brain.

She didn’t want him enough to have a child with him?, Didn’t she want to have a baby because she thought he would ruin her career? Would she think that if she was pregnant he would stop loving her because she was not thin? or worse, Did she don’t want to have a child with him because she was only using him as entertainment until Jiyong left the military service?, Would she ask for a divorce when that day comes?.

Her green eyes rested sadly on his, they were watery. "I can’t give you children, Mino. There is very little chance that I would get pregnant, almost nil"

"What?" Mino didn’t understand anything, why could not a girl like her have children? She loved children!

"When I was eighteen, I got pregnant by mistake but Jiyong and I were happy, how couldn’t we? We were in love, we had the job of our dreams and we were going to have a child, the perfect life was getting closer but apparently being parents didn’t fit into the destiny's plans so it tried to erase the error” She took a breath of air causing Mino to squeeze her hand because hers were trembling non-stop. She swallowed and continued "One day Tian and I were in the car, I had a concert here in Seoul and I decided to tell him that I would be a mom because he was like a father to me and still nobody knew, I wanted him to be the first to know, I was happy to finally tell someone the secret but Tian was not very happy about it. From the beginning he didn’t support my relationship with Jiyong, as any father would, but he learned to live with it, of course pregnancy was something else, he began to tell me it was stupid, a risk too big for my career, that I was very young and that both I and baby would suffer because Jiyong wouldn’t be long with us, we argued very hard and I had a stress attack that caused me to have an abortion, I lost a lot of blood and they had to operate on me. It turns out that something was bad insidet there and the doctor told me that thanks to abortion there was very little chance that I could conceive children in the future ".

By the time she finished speaking, she was in a mess, she was crying non-stop, her eyes looked like waterfalls, she was shaking and it seemed like she was not breathing. Mino approached her so that she would sit on his lap and hug her, kissed her shoulder to give her moral support.

"How long were you when it happened?" He muttered almost distressed, it felt strange to talk about a son who could be here scampering but that was not his but Kwon Jiyong's.

"I had just turned a month." She shivered in his arms, making him tighten her grip on her and place the blanket she wore earlier around her shoulders better. Shee looked into his eyes "You can’t tell how much it hurt to wake up from the operation and see Jiyong crying next to my bed, hugging my arm. The happiness that had lit up his face when I told him I was pregnant had turned into a heavy, dark shadow of pain and grief. When I was pregnant he looked at me as if I were some kind of goddess who was giving him the greatest of gifts and, you don’t know how much I would like to see that look on you Mino, but I can’t, I'm sorry” Finally she let out a sob, she hid her face in his neck and her hand made a fist around the fabric of the shirt he was wearing. The boy could feel the tears wet his shirt but it didn’t matter to him but he pressed her harder against his body and kissed repeatedly the skin of her shoulder.

"It's okay, babe. It's okay, I can settle for Johnny and you. We are the perfect family of three, although we could give Johnny a friend, what do you think? "He smiled at a laugh choking a sob, at least she was laughing. He stroke her back carefully and they both stayed in that pose for several minutes, both without saying a word. Oh, what memories of there for 2015 in the new year.

"These days I've been this weird because next week ten years ago and it's going to be the first year for the anniversary without Jiyong, and it feels weird and bad because Jiyong is the only thing left of that memory and always, every year, we go to his grave to take flowers.” She broke the silence with his voice even more hoarse for having cried. Mino tightened his lips making them a thin line, feeling even more bad for her.

"He have a grave?"

"Yes, it was Jiyong's idea" She shrugged her shoulders away from his neck while wiping her tears with the sleeve of her sweatshirt, which was actually from Mino “He said we needed something to remind us that this had really happened, that pain would make us human again if at some point we lost ourselves. "

Mino gave a nod, knew that G Dragon and Red had a language that only they understood, they said a lot of deep things that might not make sense at that time but they knew their meaning one way or another. Their relationship was strange and too poetic.

"Can we go visit him? I'd like to go” He asked and Dara smiled before giving him a chaste kiss and hugging him by the neck as she thanked him again and again.

And so, half an hour later, they were in the cemetery looking at a stone grave surrounded by flowers and a dragon sculpted in the marble next to the initials 'K.R'. Mino frowned, keeping his hands in the pockets of his coat while Dara stroked the stone and left a bouquet of flowers, as she had said on the way were sakuras, the typical flowers of Japan.

"K.R?" His scowl still frowned on one more "It's obvious that K is for Kwon, but what about the R?".

"Kwon Ryu, that was going to be his or hers name."

"Dragon in Japanese, of course" He let out a small laugh at the obviousness of the matter and Dara smiled at him from the ground.

"The dragon is something very powerful and precious. Jiyong name means dragon in Korea, my favorite animal is the dragon and that's why I have one tattooed on my back, I'm from Japan so Ryu was a good choice to be the name of our unborn child” She shrugged and got up, got rid of the snow that had stained her knees and entwined her arm with her husband's before smiling at the grave "Let's go home, it's beginning to snow very hard".

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