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jinistd · 3 months

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p. hyunjin × fem!reader

g. smut & fluff

w. 4K

content warning: smut, explicit sexual content, unestablished relationship, smoking, hyunjin gets high, consensual, hyunjin is a service top, use of pet names (hyunjin calls reader kitten/kitty)

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“-y/n?” she hears Felix call from beside her. The younger had been yapping all period about the party tonight, and y/n didn’t mean to be rude, she really didn’t, but she couldn’t help her mind drifting off onto more important things! Said things being a certain someone that has been making appearance after appearance in her daily daydreaming. Now she's not exactly complaining per se, but she is a little confused as to why her friend has been plaguing her mind more frequently than usual. It could be anything really, from his soothing voice to his dark brown eyes that always held an emotion Y/N couldn’t quite decipher, to his big, veiny hands that always had Y/N's mind drifting to other things. Things like how they would look in hers, how they would look around her waist, or between her thighs-

“Y/N!” You are again pulled from your thoughts as Felix gently kicks your leg under the table, whisper-yelling so as to not draw too much attention to you. You look at him sheepishly, brows drawn together with a small, apologetic smile on your face. “I’m sorry Lixie, what were you saying?” The boy’s frown only deepens, inching closer to you.

Felix squints his eyes as if he’s trying to find something. “Are you ok? You’ve been zoning out lately. Like, more than usual.” He diagnoses, again leaning further into your space, and at this point, it probably looks very odd from an outside perspective.

Blinking, you wonder if you should tell Felix what you've been thinking about recently. Telling Felix would mean also telling Han indirectly, but that’s technically not a bad thing because Han has much better advice than Felix anyway. You decide that it wouldn’t hurt to tell your best friend.

You purse your lips, looking at the professor at the front of the classroom. “Felix, may I ask you something?” You start hesitantly, cheeks tingeing lightly as you keep your eyes away from the boy next to you. Felix raises a brow with a ghost of a smirk creeping its way onto his face, pulling away from you to lean back in his chair.

“Of course, Y/N! What’s got the puppy blushing?” The nickname only stirs your insides a little bit, nowhere near the sensation when Hyunjin calls you by the name. You gather yourself momentarily, piecing together your thoughts and looking around just to make sure no one is paying attention to you, which is unlikely for how far away you guys are from the rest of the class, and the amount of people. “How do you know if you like someone?” you finally let out, rushed, searching your friend's eyes for any minute reaction. It’s not like you doesn’t know you like Hyunjin, you're sure you do, but it seemed like the safest question to ask.

Felix's face shifts from surprise, brows raised, and mouth parted slightly, to smug almost instantaneously. “Oh? Does Y/N have a crush?” He asks, voice saccharinely sweet and teasing.

Leaning forward to shove his friend's shoulder half-heartedly, you whine, “Don’t tease! Just answer the question.” You sit back in your chair, watching as Felix feigns hurt for all of five seconds before he’s back to smiling at you. This time it’s downright maniacal, reminding you of the Cheshire cat, and you're just a bit terrified as the boy opens his mouth to say something. “It’s Hyunjin, isn’t it?”

The blush that was slowly fading has come back in full force, bright reds painting your cheeks as you freeze. Felix gasps, eyes wide and mouth agape. “Oh my god, It’s totally Hyunjin!” He concludes, giggling like a kid at Christmas as he stares at your panic-stricken face. “Lixie it’s not funny!” Huffing, he turns away from his friend and to his notebook, which is barren of the notes they should’ve been taking. Felix seems to catch onto the fact that you are genuinely worried about whatever is going on and decides to save the teasing for later.

“Y/N, I don't know exactly how you feel, but Hyunjin definitely wouldn’t turn you down if you asked him out.” He assures because really, the elder would probably leap at the chance to go on a date with you. I mean who wouldn’t? You may not know, but most of their friends had developed a crush on him at some point, all having gotten over it, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen.

You seem confused by his statement as he tilts his head to the side, eyes asking Felix a question. “What do you mean?” you say softly, almost as if your scared to know the answer. And to this, Felix just kind of stares at you for a moment, trying to figure out if you are making a joke. But your face doesn’t change one bit, staying in a state of confusion. He looks to the side as if there's a camera before turning back to the still-confused Y/N.

“Y/N, do you really not know?” Felix asks slowly, letting the words settle in the air around you. Dark hair shifting as you shake your head, you let out a small ‘no’.

At this, Felix laughs lightly, disbelieving at just how oblivious you are. “Hyung looks at you like you’re the only person in the world. He has these heart eyes, you know? And have you seen him around other people? Bro could not care less about anyone but you, he doesn’t even try to hide it! He’s also really rude to people who try to flirt with him, like, he looks at them like he’s disgusted by their presence. Disgusted Y/N! Have you really never noticed? He’s so obvious about it too…” He trails off, realizing that you had gone silent as he ranted about their older friend's behavior.

When Felix looks over at you, your face is blank with surprise, eyes widened and your bottom lip falling. “He doesn’t do that…” Your voice is nowhere near convincing.

“Sure, he doesn’t.” Is all Felix says before changing the subject again, but you are hardly paying attention.

You are two seconds away from running out the front door of the house. You rarely go to parties, and every time you do, you're reminded as to why. It’s loud, so loud, there's people grinding on each other everywhere, and you lost Felix in the crowd, so you're all alone at a party where you don’t know anyone. Yay!

You're looking around the living room for anyone you may know, or just to not look like an idiot, but either works, and you're almost successful! You think you see Hyunjin sitting on the couch rolling a blunt on the table in front of him, but as soon as you're about to walk over, something—no someone— is blocking your view.

“Hey.” The stranger smirks down at you, the warped smile looking all types of wrong on his face. It makes him look creepy and gross, causing you to cringe at their closeness.

“Can I help you?” You force yourself to be polite, manners still thoroughly intact even in the undesirable circumstances. The boy only increases the disgustingness of his smirk, raking his eyes up and down your body.

You shift in your spot as you look away, uncomfortably folding your arms over your chest and trying your best to glance over the stranger’s shoulder in search of Hyunjin. But the older isn’t on the couch anymore. You deflate, only to suck in a breath at the feeling of an arm being wrapped around his shoulder.

“Hi Baby.” Hyunjin’s voice is a whisper in his ear, lips brushing against the skin. You flush as a shudder runs through your body, you turn to look up at Hyunjin in surprise, his eyes already burning into yours. “Jinnie?” You question softly. Your faces are so close together, you wonder if the taller can hear your heart racing at the proximity.

Hyunjin’s hand comes up to your face, caressing your jaw. “I was looking for you,” He giggles, leaning in closer to your face, inches away. And he makes it sound so real, as if he really was looking for you amidst the crowd, which after the information Felix had shared with you earlier today, has a good chance of being true. Suddenly, Hyunjin looks away from you, eyes set on the stranger who is still standing there, his gaze murderous.

“Can I help you?” The taller spits, standing to his full height and dropping his hand down to your waist to pull you into his body. The boy practically squeaks before scurrying off with his tail between his legs, leaving you two alone.

Your body immediately deflates, leaning yourself into Hyunjin’s comforting hold easily. “Hi Jinnie.” You mumble, turning your head back to look at the older.

Hyunjin softens at the sound of your voice, your eyes finally meeting again. “Hi Y/N-ah.” You preen at the name, your name always sounding different when Hyunjin says it, but to be fair everything sounds different when Hyunjin says it. Better in every way.

He leads the younger to the couch, right where he had been sitting before saving you. Hyunjin picks up the rolled blunt from the table and reaches for the lighter in his pocket.

“y/nnie.” He calls simply, letting the name permeate in the air. You tilt your head to the elder, looking up at him. You aren't sitting far apart at all, thighs touching as Hyunjin lays back against the couch with the new blunt resting in his mouth. His left-hand falls to your thigh, rubbing small and comforting circles into the rough material of your jeans.

It wasn’t comforting at all though, you immediately flush at the feeling of the elder's large hand on your thigh. It was a regular occurrence for Hyunjin to put his hands on you, but each time it set your body alight with nerves.

“Kitty,” God. This boy must want to kill you.

You choke, sputtering as you continue to stare at Hyunjin’s side profile. The elder takes a long drag, holding it for a few seconds and then exhaling. He turns to you. “You should try this.”

And you probably shouldn't, but when Hyunjin’s looking at you as if he's the only person in the room while asking you to do something that seems so mundane, how could you possibly say no? You're a weak woman.

So, you take the offered blunt and presses it to your lips, not really knowing what to do next. Hyunjin seems to understand your dilemma and takes mercy on you because you next hear instructions on how to smoke properly.

“Suck it like a straw, inhale, hold, exhale. Do it gently, or you’re gonna cough.” He smiles at you, teasing as you give him a quizzical expression and nods your head hesitantly.

You still cough. Violently. Your lungs burn as you hand the offensive object back to its original owner, who is now laughing. “Stop laughing!” You whine when you finally catch your breath, throat still burning. Hyunjin’s hand squeezes your thigh tighter as he laughs, head tilted back towards the ceiling. A shiver runs down your spine, Hyunjin is so hot.

“C’mere, kitty.” He grabs the back of your head and tilts your head manually. Stilling, you lay pliant in the others' grasp.

Hyunjin takes a long drag before leaning in, meeting eyes with you wide-eyed and confused. Your lips are parted slightly, just enough so that Hyunjin can lightly press his own against yours to let the smoke travel into your mouth.

The touch is gone as quick as it came.

Hyunjin's own eyes are lidded as he watches. “Suck, inhale, hold, exhale,” he murmurs quietly to you who follows his directions as best as you can, sucking it in like a straw, inhaling, holding, and exhaling.

This time it's much smoother, but the smoke travels from your mouth to Hyunjin’s in a puff, the older boy sucking up the last remnants of it in with confidence.

They're close, so close. You're practically on the other’s lap with how much you had compensated when Hyunjin pulled you in. The air between you is thick as Hyunjin brings the blunt back to his mouth, this time connecting your lips in a real kiss, letting the smoke cloud up around your mouths.

Your eyes flutter shut as they meet, Hyunjin's hand on the back of your head like a brand, heavy and hot. The one that moves to your thigh is no better, tugging on you just enough for you to get the hint that he wants you to sit in his lap. Again, you're a weak woman for Hyunjin, so you go without question.

You feel small like this, sitting in the lap of your friend. You moan against Hyunjin’s mouth as the older grips your waist, it’s not the strongest because the blunt is still between his fingers, but it's more than enough to leave you with the feeling of molten hot desire pooling in your gut.

“Jinnie…” He mumbles into Hyunjin's mouth, curling a fist into his jacket. When he opens his eyes, he sees the gaze the older has fixed on him, lust and want swirling in his dark, hooded eyes.

“Yes, Kitten?” The elder asks teasingly, leaning forward to nip at your plump lower lip. He’s reminded of the blunt in his hands though, pulling it away from your body and taking another hit.

Before he could exhale though, you connect your lips once again, holding onto the side of Hyunjin's face with one of his hands. The kiss is messy, saliva pooling in your mouth and spilling over the corners as Hyunjin kisses you back just as desperately.

But as you continue to share the blunt, your kisses and touches become languid and sweet, delving down into something less rushed. It's still filled with lust however, you're still minutely grinding up or down into each other in the middle of a party on a stranger's couch, but somehow it feels different.

You smile and giggle as you pull away, the weed hasn't hit either of you yet, but you feel light and airy as he stares at Hyunjin.

“Y/N-ah, you're so adorable.” Hyunjin coos, squeezing the side of your waist with no real force. You blush and giggle again, leaning back down to press a peck to the elder's lips. “Jinnie, do you maybe wanna…find a room?” You ask cautiously, making sure to hide yourself in Hyunjin’s neck as you do, hoping that it would serve as a covering.

The content smile on his face grows to a large grin as he cradles the back of your head. “Why don't we go back to my place? It’s only a few minutes from here.” He offers, placing a kiss to your head.

You don't know how the atmosphere changed so quickly. Just a minute ago you were practically cuddling on the couch with a side of kisses and grinding, but now the frottage has gotten out of hand and you're shaking against the elder.

“J-Jinnie! Please, please, please. I’ll be good! I’ll be so good, I swear…” You beg desperately, eyes watering with unshed tears as you stare up at Hyunjin through his lashes.

The older had been teasing you for so long. You just want him to do something to alleviate the ache of your cunt. Hyunjin has his thigh between your legs, pushing down harshly at times, or just simply letting you grind up against him.

He grins down at you. “Yeah? Does my kitty want more?” Hyunjin chides affectionately, his hand holding the side of your face as you relax into the touch.

“Yes.” The way you look is downright seductive. Your clothes aren't even off and your already drooling, hair messy as it lays over your head like a halo, and you're looking up at Hyunjin with these sinfully gorgeous eyes, wide and wanting, pooling with lust. He's sure he doesn't look any better though, just as effected as you in this whole endeavor.

Hyunjin finally lets up, taking his hands back and pulling himself away to take his shirt off. You whine at the loss, but it's soon quieted as you gasp upon seeing Hyunjin without a shirt.

“Jinnie you never told me you worked out…” And for some reason, you sound sad, as if you really were upset that Hyunjin never told you. He pulls off his pants too, letting both articles of clothing fall somewhere on his floor as he moves back to you.

“Baby, are you sure you're ready?” He asks, pausing with his hands on your waist. You thrash, “Jinnie if you don't fuck me right now.” He huffs, trying to sound intimidating but it just comes out as weak and breathless.

Hyunjin's eyes darken, hands working quickly as they rip off your pant and underwear down in one motion, tossing them on the floor and exposing his glistening cunt. “Or what? Hmm Y/N? What are you gonna do if I don't fuck you?” His grip tightens on your hips, blunt nails digging into the soft skin.

There's no bravado in your voice as he speaks, it's lost the longer Hyunjin stares at you with a gaze so hungry and primitive. “I’ll go find someone else.” It's said as a whisper, because it's the furthest thing from the truth—you don't want anyone else other than your Hyunjin to fuck you.

Hyunjin seems to think it's funny, for he tosses his head back in laughter, hands absentmindedly reaching for the fabric that's left on your body.

“We both know you wouldn't even dream of that. ‘Cause you're such a loyal kitten, yeah?” Hyunjin mutters the last part directly into your ear, hot breath hitting the shell and sending a shiver down your spine.

You squeak, Hyunjin's hands finding purchase under your shirt where your chest meets your torso. You nod your head fervently, eyes closing.

Hyunjin only chuckles, crowding into your space. “Yeah, that's right. You're my good girl, aren't you?” It's rhetorical, but you can't help the small, shaky ‘yes’s you let out as Hyunjin kisses down your neck. He pokes his tongue out, letting it taste the subtle saltiness of your skin. Hyunjin sucks harshly at your collarbone, you whimper at the feeling.

“Jinnie. please. Do something…” Your just so desperate. You've been kissing and touching for what feels like hours: Hyunjin has been teasing you for too long and now you're brimming with desire.

When the first tear spills down your cheek, Hyunjin finally takes mercy on you.

“Shh, baby let Jinnie take care of you.” Hyunjin mutters into the furnace that is your skin, pecking the side of your mouth before moving down your body and settling between your legs.

You feel your cunt throb with a fresh spurt of slick as Hyunjin breathes hotly against your folds, just looking. His hands are supporting the underside of your thighs, pushing them up and apart to get a better view.

“Fuck kitty, you're dripping.” And the worst part is that Hyunjin is right. You can feel your arousal as it runs down your legs, it's the dirtiest you've ever felt but you're much too turned on to care.

You're just about to whine for attention again when you feel something warm and hot licking over your clit.

Hyunjin doesn't waste time, sparing you no warning before he abruptly licks a thick stripe up your slit, lapping at the juices that coat your pussy. He groans at the taste, always knowing you would be sweet.

Unable to resist the urge to voice his opinions, Hyunjin speaks his mind. “You taste so good, Y/N.” He hums into you, your pussy clenching around nothing at the praise.

“Jinnie…” You whisper, broken and weak. When Hyunjin looks up at you, your eyes are closed, and your face is drawn up tightly.

Hyunjin sucks harshly at your clit, thighs twitching in his hold. “Ah!” You gasp, your hands instantly moving from their grip on the duvet to lightly grabbing at Hyunjin's hair.

Hyunjin can barely hold back the sounds he’s making, small groans and hums leaving his mouth and vibrating against your entrance as he moves to focus more on it.

Swirling his tongue around the soft hole, he lets your legs rest on his shoulders. You sound so heavenly like this, moaning and whimpering, so fucked out just after a few touches.

His hands massage the skin between your thighs and ass, going back to sucking your clit like candy. Above him, your hands tighten their grip, only serving to spur Hyunjin on.

He flicks his tongue over the swollen bud, pink and puffy with need over and over, making your stomach heave.

“Hyunjin! Ah—Jinnie, so s’good.” You babble, lips shiny and wet with saliva. Hyunjin moans at the sight of drool escaping your mouth and slowly dripping down your chin, feeling his dick throb in his boxers.

He licks into you as if he's been starved his entire life, tongue lapping hungrily over your clit as his nails dig into the soft flesh of your ass. Your legs shake on his shoulders as Hyunjin lets out a long hum, a gasp leaving your mouth at the vibrations. “Hyunjin!” You wail.

In response, Hyunjin presses a wide lick from your entrance to your clit, hooking his tongue around the bud and swirling it around in firm circles. You jolt, the feeling like no other as you moan helplessly.

“Such a good girl, your cunt’s so sweet.” He chuckles, voice gruff as he repeats the action. You are flushed a bright red, cheeks splotchy as tears run down them beautifully.

When your eyes meet, it's heavy, filled with emotion. Your voice is strained as you call for Hyunjin. “Jinnie.” You manage, letting one hand go from Hyunjin's hair in search of one of his own hands.

Hyunjin obliges immediately, slotting your hands together lovingly above your stomach. It's a stark contrast to the way he plunges his tongue back into your sopping entrance, licking up the slick that's now covering his mouth and chin.

He can feel you begin to spasm around him, plush thighs squeezing his head and neck. It’s so hot how you're so desperate, chasing your orgasm as Hyunjin continuously brings you further and further along.

“C’mon baby, be good and cum for Jinnie.” He can feel as you start to crumble, breath becoming much heavier as your eyes start to flutter, moans higher in pitch as you arch your back to push yourself further into Hyunjin's mouth. But it's the next line that really pushes him over the edge.

“Cum for me kitty.” Your mouth is frozen open in a silent scream, air caught in your lungs as your cumming on Hyunjin's face unabashedly. Your body shakes through the process, pussy clenching and unclenching around the elder's tongue in spasmed rhythms.

Hyunjin coaxes you through it all, letting you ride out your high by swallowing every last drop of your release. He doesn't stop until you push his head away with a trembling hand.

When Hyunjin comes up from his spot between your legs, he's met with your glassy eyes looking up at him with a sad look. “‘n/n what's wrong? Did I go too far? Was it too much?” He worries, words slipping from his mouth at a fast pace as his hands come up to cup your warm cheeks.

You shake your head. “Jin, you haven't come yet.” You mumble, pointing down to the very obvious boner he’s sporting. Hyunjin only laughs, thankful that he hadn't overstepped.

“It's okay pretty, I just wanted you to feel good.” Hyunjin assures, kissing your swollen lips sweetly. But it seems like it was the wrong thing to say because now your whining into his mouth.

Pulling away with wide eyes, Hyunjin gives you a curious look. “I want you to…” You look away, blushing furiously, and Hyunjin decides he will be having none of that, turning your head his way again.

“Want me to what?” He pushes, eyes now teasing and expectant. You wriggle in his grip, squirming under the heated gaze.

“‘Wan you to cum on me…” It's barely even a whisper, but Hyunjin still hears, breaking out into a large grin as you look away yet again.

Hyunjin lets go of your face, settling himself between the younger’s legs again. “Yeah? Is that what the kitty wants?” He drawls lowly, reaching into his boxers and releasing his cock from its restraints. He won’t last long at all, his cock is a violet red and it stands up tall, slapping against his stomach.

Gasping when you see the length, you can't help but imagine what it would look like to fit that inside you, what would it feel like. You always knew Hyunjin would be big, but this reaches new lengths.

Hyunjin sees the inner turmoil inside your mind. “Don't worry. Next time, I’ll open you up real nice for me.” He hums, wrapping his hand around the girth and sliding it against the wet surface of your still swollen pussy. Flinching at the sensation, you wince as the head of his cock rubs on his clit so deliciously.

Just as he had thought, it barely takes Hyunjin anything to come, the image of you biting his plump lips and looking up at him while your legs are spread so prettily is more than enough for him to be spilling over his hand with white, hot ropes squirting onto your folds with a loud groan.

He lays himself on top of you after that, careful of his weight but still cuddling into you. You were just so warm and soft. You can't blame him.

“I love you.” Hyunjin blurts into the hot skin of your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you tight. You giggle in his arms, placing a shy kiss on Hyunjin's temple.

“I love you too.”

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etherealinowrites · 2 years

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i’ll hide you in my heart | leeknow | a, f

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♡pairing- female reader x minho

♡summary- lee minho was supposed to love you like an elder brother, you were his best friends little sister after all.

♡genre- brothers best friend au! forbidden love au! college au! angst, fluff

♡warnings- swearing, kissing, overprotective older brother chan, emotionally constipated minho, oblivious love, repressed emotions, slow burn, mentions of menstruation, negative views on menstruation, like two mentions of clubbing and one mention of being roofied (nothing happens)one teeny tiny daddy joke (nothing happens).

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lee minho was an obnoxious asshole who had an amazingly attractive face and hair that was woven with silk threads with the voice of an angel and the body of a talented dancer. lee minho was someone you detested with a burning passion and the amount of hate was unusual to carry towards someone who hadn’t done anything to ever offend you aside from the fact that he was literally so perfect that your heart sometimes pained upon his presence.

lee minho was the name of the man you were so horribly obsessed with, you chose to hide your feelings behind disgust to keep the tandem of your relationship going. after all, he was your brothers best friend and grossly off limits. some kind of stupid bro code your brother had told you about. honestly, had you not loved your brother so much, you wouldn’t have hated minho so much as well.

it was stupid of you. you knew that very well but it’s harder to pretend to not be affected by the way minho and your brother chan worked out shirtless in his room, or ignore the way your heart jumped at the sight of minho coming back from a long run with chan, or ignoring the way he was such an integral part of your family that him not being over at your place was deemed a problem.

chan was a good brother, no doubt about that but he was also one hell of a protective pain in the ass. he’d scared off almost every guy who’d ever tried to make it work with you and upon your anger he would give out the same old excuse. “how would a man who’s scared to stand up to me be able to protect you in the future?”

well there goes your plan of trying to get over minho by turning to other guys.

lee minho was no better. in some rare moments of sneakiness and stealth, you were able to get along with guys and leave chan unaware. this first began when he had a part time job interview and minho was supposed to drive you to your friends place instead of chan. being the good sister you are, you didn’t tell chan that you were in fact, going to go out with a guy you’d been seeing for the past few weeks.

“thumper, you sure this her place?” minho questioned as he narrowed his eyes at the house and you nodded.

“why? you don’t like yeji? or her house?” you frowned, collecting your bag as minho’s expression changed when he looked at you.

“nothing, have fun with her!” was all he said as he waited for you to get off, then began to back the car up to leave.

you let out a relieved breath as you saw him drive off. you were so scared he’d caught on your lie and was gonna call you out on it but he hadn’t. thank heavens hyunjin had a sister in your grade, and she was sweetie enough to lie for you both.

you and hyunjin wasted no time in leaving for the place you’d originally planned to visit. a birthday party for one of his friends- jisung. you had heard of him and you believed it was because he was famous for singing at your school, so was hyunjin for being a wonderful dancer with a wonderful face.

“you look gorgeous.” he’d commented, making you blush as you both danced in jisung’s living room. while people enjoyed themselves.

“we should go out more, on an actual date where it’s just us two.” hyunjin said to you as he glided his hands down your arm. “what do you say beautiful?”

before you could reply, an angry growl replied for you. “oh i think the fuck not hwang.”

15 minutes into sensual dancing with hyunjin and lee minho was already breathing down your neck.

“what the fuck?” you glared at minho, half angry and half scared at being caught while hyunjin blinked twice, looking between you and minho.

“oh, fuck i didn’t realise you were into her minho i’m sorry-.” hyunjin began, a slight panic and fear in his tone as minho turned his head sideways.

“save it hwang, and for the record. i’m not into her. she’s chan’s baby sister.” minho cleared the topic and hyunjins eyes widened as real fear filled his eyes.

“oh fuck!” he gasped. “tell chan i am sorry, tell him i am so fucking sorry i had absolutely no idea y/n was chan’s baby sister y/n.” he rambled while you frowned.

“so what if i am!” you yelled, making the two men look at you with an expression that read “are you fucking stupid?”

“it’s an obvious bro code y/n, you don’t date your best friends little sister.” hyunjin told you, with a tone that said that it was an obvious thing everyone should know.

“but what if you like her-.”

“no matter how hot she is, you can’t date your best bro’s baby sis.” minho cut in, looking at you with annoyed eyes. “now you come with me before chan realises what is happening and comes for all of our asses. jisung included.” minho took your hand, pulling you away from hyunjin who all but sent you a polite yet sad “i cant do anything in this scenario.” smile.

you tried to ignore the tiny jump in your heart as minho indirectly called you hot but it was short lived as he dragged you. you let him drag you till the car before you pulled your hand away, making him jerk his head back. “what? did you forget something.”

“yes.” you spat, “a good date. and because of an asshole like you.”

minho’s eyes narrowed, he took your little tantrum in as you glared at him.

“you and chan can’t keep doing this to me! if it’s not him then it’s you. what the fuck even is your problem? i can understand chan but why do you have to butt in? why cant you both just let me live like a normal woman and enjoy for once?” you stomp your left leg like little child as you crossed your arms together and pouted in anger.

minho listened intently, only responding with a “are you done?” as he opened the car door for you to sit in and you did, while grumbling curses at him and your brother.

it had been a year since that incident and almost every sneak out had been ruined by either chan or minho, what’s worse was that minho often caught you in deep trouble where as chan was relieved of that pain. safe to say, minho knew a lot more about you when it came to your little detours than chan and you couldn’t help but increase your acts more when it was minho coming to get you back.

at one point, which none of you realised, it had become some sort of game. how far could you take things before minho eventually found out and got you back. not gonna lie, you loved seeing him all riled up and angry at you or at the man you were with.

this shouldn’t be fuelling your fantasy that you knew would never come alive yet it made you look forward to something every week or month. and it was lee minho’s reaction to you trying to get laid.

a few months later, chan moved out after having accepted the job and with his music production, your parents realised the much needed privacy he would require. sadly though, lee minho moved in with him and would frequent you less and less.

but they both still fucking made sure to prevent any male interaction you had.

after a full year, you got accepted into chan and minho’s university which made your parents so proud. they agreed to let you move out to be closer to uni and you began to live with chan, in the spare room of course since minho and chan had four total rooms in their apartment. it was affordable since your parents paid more than a quarter of the rent, and minho chipped in as well.

presently, you were in a much better place. chan had eased off on letting you go out on dates and reluctantly, minho had as well. not before he made sure to lecture you on all sorts of horrid stuff boys can do to girls like you. this had resulted in a stuck out tongue from you.

“i’ll be back by monday morning, take care both of you.” chan smiled as he lugged his rucksack behind him, walking over to you to kiss your forehead. “and you have fun on your date. but not too much fun.”

you rolled your eyes, trying to make a show of disgust as minho chuckled at your childishness. “text me when you reach kay?” minho side hugged chan as he opened the door and left.

“so..” minho turned out, luckily my his lips as he took in the now empty house.

having an empty house without chan was rare, he rarely slept over at other places and barely had work or college related trips. but he was going to a two day musical workshop that he had longed to attend. this was a strange situation, the last time you and minho had been alone was when he’d caught jisung giving you a hickey in your bathroom.

needless to say, jisung had come to class with a black eye and hadn’t asked you out since. thankfully, he remained a friend. but that’s all he remained, a friend.

“who kidnapped chan and replaced him?” he joked, as you got ready for your date. and by that it meant checking your reflection in your compact mirror as you waited for hyunjin to come pick you up.

“why would you say that.” you numbly responded, not paying attention to the white almost see through t shirt minho had on, which was slightly wet due to his dance routine that he had been practising.

“nothing, just that he’s letting you out willingly. also told me to not trouble you. looks like hyunjin really proved himself.” he added, walking over to get some water as he gauged your reaction.

“hmm. maybe.” you entertained minho’s small talk with an absent mind, refusing to let yourself stare at his adam’s apple as he gulped down water. “maybe waiting around for three years really makes an impression.” you vouched in hyunjins favour and minho hummed.

“yup, three years seem like they’re enough.” he placed the water bottle down a little too roughly, making you question the way he said enough but before you could think further, the doorbell rang and you squealed as you rushed to open it.

“HYUNEEE!” you tackled him into a hug, making him chuckle as he placed his left hand on your lower back.

“woah, cutie let me breathe.” he joked, breaking part to hand you the flowers he’s gotten- a bouquet of white roses.

before you could thank him, a scoff made you frown. “she likes pink ones more.” minho grumbled as he sipped down more water.

you ignored the man as you focused on the one in front of you, reaching up to peck his cheek as you thanked him.

“be back by 1, and no staying over at his and send me your location.” minho reminded you as you flipped him off with a roll of your eyes and a “yes daddy.”

just for fun, you chuckled. watching minho’s eyes go wide and jaw go slack as he picked up on the very obvious innuendo.

boy you were one hell of a firecracker. he thought to himself, watching your back as you walked out the door with hyunjin on your side.

—

two

it was funny how dating hyunjin had you thinking of minho even more.

that charming motherfucker.

you cursed lowly in your head, of course. he just had to be on your mind 25/8 even though he was not dating you.

curse him and his stupid handsome face. it didn’t help how he was such a huge part of your life that he’d so smoothly become a part of everything you did.

everything.

ever since you were a kid, minho had been a constant presence, treating you as a little sister he never had. his little smiles and head pats would cheer you up even on the most painful days where you wanted to cry.

he’s been through each and everything in your life with you. from your first day of primary school to middle school to high school and even college. he’d been there when you’d first gotten your A, he’d been there when you’d first gotten a scar, he’d been there when you’d had your first period.

that memory always brings out a smile on your face. you remembered it clearly, it was middle school, sixth grade to be precise while minho was in the tenth grade and in high school. you’d been walking through the hallway, all care abandoned for you had no idea that the stomach ache that had been troubling you all day was your very first period.

as always, you both crossed paths during the fourth period, when he and chan would go to the west building for p.e and your class would be coming back from it.

it was kind of like a small tradition where chan and minho would play along with you a little in the hallway, ask about your day and things before bidding you bye. like always, you expected to meet the two but chan was sick and at home today so it would just be minho. you’d been walking alone since your closest “friend” had been ignoring you since the morning.

“hey y/n-.” yang jeongin, one of your classmates who had a sweet smile, nervously tapped your shoulder and you turned back. “yes jeongin?” you asked politely, wondering why the hell was he so nervous?

the rest of the class moved ahead, leaving you and jeongin behind. he licked his lips nervously, not sure about how he was supposed to approach the subject. “just say it jeongin, don’t worry.” you coaxed him softly and he blurted his thoughts out immediately.

“um, you’re on your period y/n, and your shorts are bleeding through.” he stumbled over his words, messing up a little as he quickly rushed away.

you blinked, dumbfound for a moment before the panic set in and your tears began to fill your eyes. your heartbeat sped up, your stomach contracted in pain as your head spun.

your first period.

fuck.

as if that wasn’t enough, you heard the onslaught of the tenth graders flood into the hallway and your eyes widened. you couldn’t possibly let high school boys or girls see you in that condition. the boys in your class made fun of the girls who had periods and you couldn’t even imagine how horrible the seniors might be with this.

before you could rush away, you noticed minho as he smiled brightly at you and waved. shit, what will i do now?

minho must’ve noticed the lack of response from you as he motioned for his friend group to quieted down and he rushed to you.

you did the first thing that came to your mind, you laid your back straight across the lockers and stood to hide your behind.

he jogged over to you, eyes raised in question as he noticed your teary eyes and worried face.

“hey thumper everything okay?” he mumbled, concern washing over his handsome features as he stepped close to you and you trembled lightly from the emotions barreling through you.

“y-yes-.” was all you mumbled before motioning forget him to go. “you can go, i- i - i am fine.” you reassured him to which he didn’t fully agree.

“go minho!” you yelled a little too loudly at him, his close proximity was already making you antsy and the looks his classmates were giving to the two of you were not helping.

what if they’re gossiping about me?

you worried and pushing minho away was the only thing you cared about at the moment. the sooner they leave, the earlier you can get to the restroom.

“you guys go.” he turned to his friends. “i’ll join later, tell coach i am going to the infirmary.” he nodded to them as they nodded back and began to leave as well, leaving the hallway slightly less crowded than earlier.

his gaze was dark, worried eyes looking down at you as he leaned over you, trying to figure out what was wrong. you gulped, feeling uneasy as you wanted to be as far away from a boy as possible.

students were either rushing to the next class or were busy chatting away but you felt as if every eye was on you when you pushed minho away and began to rush to the nearest restroom.

“y/n- wait-.” he began but stopped short and your tears fell when you realised that he’d probably noticed the stain and was gonna call you on it. you stopped for a second upon his calling but then shook your head.

you grit yourself teeth, letting out a deep breath as you began walking once more but you couldn’t even put your foot forward as you felt his hands pull your shoulders back.

you gasped softly as you back up against his chest and felt his arms snake around your waist, fabric grazed your lower body and your thighs as you felt him tie a knot at your abdomen.

his jacket hung from your hips as he softly held you back in his arms.

“it’s okay thumper, everything is alright.” he cooed softly in your ear and your body shook from the sobs threatening to break through.

“not here thumper.” he softly sushed you, moving away as he held your hand wand walked you to the infirmary. you knew why, you knew people or more like your classmates would find out and talk about your so called “breakdown” in the hallway and call you on it.

minho had wordlessly carried you to the infirmary only to find it empty, great. your school just got shittier. instead of going back, he led you inside. placing you on the bed and went back to the nurses station. “minho what-.” you sighed, not sure as to what he was doing but he returned with a pair of plastic covers.

“hold out your hand.” he instructed, leaving you a little confused but you did as he told.

he placed one of them on your hand. “this y/n, is a sanitary pad.” he slowly told you, looking at you with nothing but care.

you nodded. “i know what this is.” you but your lip and helpfully supplied. your mom had never told you about menstruation but you’d seen enough of your friends go through this.

“that’s good, do you know how to use it?” he asked softly and you shook your head, feeling extremely embarrassed about the entire thing.

“minho it’s okay you don’t have to-.” you tried to tell him that he didn’t have to force himself to do this disgusting thing for you but he shook his head.

“no y/n, don’t be embarrassed sweetheart, it’s okay. i don’t want you to think that i’m grossed out by this okay? this is normal. this is just another bodily function and you have nothing to be embarrassed about. if i am making you uncomfortable in another sense then i don’t mind getting one of my female friends to tell you-.” he began to explain and you shook your head.

“no no you don’t make me uncomfortable.”

“okay.” he smiled slowly as he began to unwrap the plastic and told you how to properly place it and use it.

“understood? now go and put this on for now. we’ll go home and you can change then.” he told you and you did.

when you came back, you found him sitting on the infirmary bed with vending machine snacks.

salted chocolate waffle chips and coconut water. your favourites. “i figured you’d want these. you might usually have cravings during your period so if you want to have anything, tell me i’ll get it for you.” he patted the bed for you to sit.

your eyes had not yet dried up, the situation still feeling unreal as you shook with each step.

“oh come here thumper.” he groaned before crushing you in his arms, holding you tight as you cried slowly. “it’s okay, it’s okay, let it all out.”

“i’m… i’m scared minho..” you choked out and he nodded in understanding.

“i know thumper, i know it must be confusing for you but don’t worry. it’s just growth okay? this is gonna make you stronger.” he supplied, stroking your back as he let you ruin his shirt as well.

“i’ve called your home room teacher and she called your parents, they’re gonna come and pick you up soon.” he informed you as he cooed you softly.

“once you’re home, tell them what happened and aunty will tell you more okay? remember, you don’t have to embarrassed or scared okay thumper? this is normal and it’s just another stepping stone as a teenager.” he comforted you slowly, waiting with you in the infirmary till your parents came after an hour and picked you up. not before thanking minho for being so helpful.

you remembered chan entering your room that evening with a new plushie in his hands. a smiling avocado and you loved it on sight.

“i heard from minho. y/n, baby sister. i’m proud of you, i’m happy for you, and i’m here for you.” he smiled, showing your shared dimples as he sat beside you on your bed.

you happily thanked him for the plushie. “and im also sorry for not being there for you.”

“eh, it’s alright chan. minho helped me a lot.” you patted his hand.

chan chuckled. “of course, our months of training came in handy.” he joked and you frowned.

“well, minho and i studied about this in biology and we knew you would soon go through this so minho and i prepared for this by talking to our female friends and minho suggested that we made sure you wouldn’t feel outcasted like some of our friends revealed they’d had felt during their first one so we both talked beforehand on how to-.” before he could continue, you’d pounced on him. tackling him in the biggest bear hug you could muster.

“i love you chan.”

you snapped back to present, frowning at how badly lee minho had made a place for himself in every one of your milestones and your life. to the point where actions done by other people reminded you of him.

groaning as you set your caramel coffee aside, and set your attention back to your assignment.

your period was not making it easy.

—

three

“no date today?” minho tilted his head and if you weren’t so sure, you would’ve thought you hinted a tone of mockery in his question.

“is that a problem?” you tilted your head back as you grabbed a packet of waffle chips to take back to your room.

“nope, just curious.” he shrugged before continuing to munch on his nachos and texting.

he smiled as a text came through and smiled more as he sent one back.

who was he texting?

your jealous side spoke for you but your shook your head, you were still seeing hyunjin.

the doorbell rang to reveal hyunjin and you smiled wide before welcoming him. “heyyy!!” you greeted him with a peck on his cheek since you knew chan would have his head if you kissed his lips.

“i know we didn’t plan anything but i was wondering if you wanted to go for a movie?” he asked shyly and you nodded. anything to get away from a love struck minho texting his girlfriend.

“wait hold up what now?” chan entered the room and hyunjin visibly straightened at the sight. “it’s almost midnight.” he added.

you sighed, pouting for chan to let you go but he shook his head.

“sorry y/n, but if you want he can hang out here with you. no sex though!” he yelled loudly making you turn red.

it would be very weird having sex with your brother in the next room.

“shut up!” you stuck your tongue out as you carried hyunjin to your bedroom.

you didn’t notice minho glaring daggers at you both though.

—

four

a few weeks later when you and hyunjin broke up, chan was livid. he had half a mind to march over to his place and hurt him for breaking his little sisters heart. and while you were sad and did cry at losing him, you accepted what he had done for he had realised that your heart didn’t belong to you. he’d somehow seen the secret feelings you’d adorned for another man that you’d tried to hide in your heart and let you go.

as painful as that had been, it was very much needed for you.

you were able to calm chan down, but you also made a pact to yourself that day.

that you would get over lee minho no matter what happens.

you couldn’t let him rule over your heart for life and ruin every thing you had with another man, you wanted your silly heart to get over this crush of yours you knew would never get reciprocated so you made a pact to sleep with any guy possible to get him out of your head.

and your heart.

you trudged into the living in an oversized t shirt that you’d stolen from chan, your legs barely covered in your pajama shorts as you made a beeline for the fridge. you shuffled through the freezer as you looked for your favourite black currant ice cream to quench your boredom and empty heart.

“thumper-.” minho’s impossibly soft voice rang through the room as you froze, hand on the ice cream tub as you debated your response.

“umhm.” you hummed, collecting yourself as you kept up a non chalant expression and turned to him.

“thumper are, are you okay?” he mumbled, his adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped and for a second he almost seemed nervous.

you puckered your lips, placing the ice cream tub on the counter as you began hunting for a spoon. “yup, as fit as a fiddle. why won’t i be?” you squeaked and mentally face palmed yourself.

really y/n? as fit as a fiddle? who even uses that anymore?

you prayed your red eyes were well shielded by your unruly hair covering your face but this was lee minho, the man who refused to let himself ignore your life’s problems and be your saviour.

“you sure? you don’t….” he trailed off as he noticed your bottom lip trembling. “oh fuck-.” he breathed out as he noticed the early signs of your frustration cry.

“fucking hwang-.” he began as he walked over to you, holding you by your shoulders to make you look up at him. “listen, y/n, you don’t have to pretend with me okay? i am here to listen to you, i will be here to listen to anything you have to say… you’re allowed to be sad. breakups hurt and there’s nothing to be ashamed about.” he spoke to you with a strange concern in his eyes that had your final resolve breaking.

the worry in his starry eyes made you feel like an idiot. the very man responsible for your breakup was also the one comforting you, blissfully unaware of the trouble plaguing your weighing heart. his caring words towards you made the pain worse as your tears left your eyes and found their way down your cheeks.

“oh come here thumper.” minho whispered, pulling you into a warm hug that had you shivering from the feelings threatening to break you.

his arms felt so comfortable, so loving and so like your home, you never wanted to leave.

“i need to have a word or two with hwang. that mongoose looking no good piece of dirt slime-.” minho began swearing the innocent man out and you patted his hand to stop him.

“no.” you choked out. “you and chan promised me you both won’t change your friendship with him.”

minho sighed, remembering the promise he and chan had made to you a few days ago when you’d told them about your breakup. “okay thumper, but just because you told us to. i have no problem walking over to his house right now to sock him in his jaw.”

you breathed deeply in his arms as your tears shook you. his hands were patting your back slowly in hopes of calming you down.

“i hate him for breaking your heart.” lee minho, of all people mumbled.

oh how ironic. your heart replied.

—

five

chan hated your new habits. it was pretty obvious since you would try to go out more often, break more rules, try dating more guys and he was not able to stop you.

“i just fucking want to protect you y/n! don’t you see what happened with hyunjin?” he’d yelled at you one day and you’d refused to speak to him for the weekend.

if it wasn’t chan on your case, it was lee fucking minho and it frustrated you to no end. not only was this high school all over again, the man fucking had the audacity to make remarks at you.

you hated how that man had such a leverage over you and you foolishly gave into him every time. he’d begun plaguing your mind and you hated every second of it.

drinking, partying, hooking up were the only ways you could find the least semblance of ignorance but he had to ruin that too.

you fucking hated how you’d gone from going out to want to get over minho to going out to get minho to come and collect you.

you wanted him to see you getting guys, you wanted him to see you in sexy little dresses, you wanted him to see you as more than just a little sister.

“hands off her dude.” he growled at a guy who’d tried to hit it up with you at the club you had made your hunting ground for the night.

“sorry, didn’t know she was your girl.” he mumbled.

“baby sister.” he corrected and the man walked away quicker.

instances like these just had you rolling your eyes. lee minho was attracted to you but was just too stubborn to admit it. you could see it in the way he would make majorly green flag guys walk away too.

and it made you angry. he was too afraid to have you yet he wouldn’t let others do the same.

after one frightening incident at the club where you’d almost gotten roofied, chan banned you from going out alone and you agreed to his terms. even apologising for being to reckless.

chan didn’t let any guys come over anymore and you respected that. and you realised how foolish you’d been.

if lee minho wasn’t going to admit his attraction towards you, you weren’t going to act out to get his attention. he had decide for himself and there was no point in destroying yourself to get over him.

“i am not going to let another man break your heart again y/n. i should’ve guessed that by seeing how hyunjin was so fucking scared of me.”

and the only men who were not afraid of chan were lee minho and han jisung.

so when you began to hang out more and more with jisung, the more did lee minho disappear from your thoughts. being one of the only two men who were brave enough to withstand your brothers wrath, jisung took full advantage of every opportunity to spend time with you.

“you know, i’m really surprised with how we fit in so well.” jisung mused one day, as you both stood in the line for popcorn. “i mean, a few years ago i would’ve never been expected us to get so close.”

you nodded, listening to his words intently. “true, but i guess, times change and people change.”

people change

yes, people changed so fucking much and lee minho was one of them.

“do you want a large or medium?” he asked as you neared the counter.

“large, i don’t care if there barely no difference i just want a lot more than medium.” you shrugged and jisung grinned.

“as expected of y/n.” he chuckled before he turned to order.

as he spelled out your order, you glanced around the movie theatre, finding all sorts of people even though it was an early morning show. well, 9 am was not too early but by a college students standard it was.

you didn’t really trust anyone to take you out at night, not after 11 atleast. the last few times had been not too pretty in the streets and you didn’t want a repeat of those times.

the last few times when some drunk men had tried to touch you up and you had to punch them away. or that time when a biker gang followed you halfway before minho had arrived and pulled you into his car, or that time at the club where the bartender was flirting a little too explicitly for your liking and minho had shut him down with threats so vile, they sent a shiver down your spine. or that time when a guy wouldn’t let you walk back alone even though it was a blind day and you obviously didn’t want him knowing your address. minho had showed up, like he always did and made sure the guy walked back with a sore eye.

“here.” minho had wrapped his jacket around your shoulders as he’d walked you back, cuddled deep in his arm.

“here-.” jisung handed you your drink, him carrying a tray of your food as you both progressed to your movie hall.

“i wonder how this one will turn out, hopefully there aren’t any man eating sharks and black magic practising witches in this one.” jisung wondered, making you grin.

you and jisung had a simple tradition, a little pact of yours where the two of you would watch the worst movies at the box office and compare them. while it was a lot of fun watching good, hit movies, watching flop movies made it a lot more fun with all your thesis and criticism which followed.

“hey! that was a good one too! don’t look down on talking sharks and crazy witches.” you rolled your eyes slightly as you both settled in your seats and let the movie begin.

you didn’t notice how minho had not shown up at all that day.

—

six

“i take it that jisung treats you well?” chan inquired as he painted your toenails and you read your book. “let me know if he doesn’t-.”

“chan we’re not dating-.” you interrupted him, making him look up in confusion.

“what?”

“i said we’re not dating. me and han.” you confirmed, placing your book back down.

“wait really? but aren’t you two, attached at your hips like all the time? and didn’t you just say you love him on the phone the other night?” he placed the nail polish down, looking at you as he waited for an explanation. "minho told me you guys are dating?"

"well, then tell minho that he caught it wrong." you sighed. “we’re just very close friends channie, and that was a purely friendly and platonic i love you okay? there’s nothing between us. we both just really enjoy each other’s company. that’s all there is to it.”

“besides, i’m done dating boys. they’re good for nothing aside from breaking your heart”. you softly added, alluding to minho but chan believe you meant to aim that at hyunjin.

chan sighed, picking the nail paint back up as he resumed his strokes. “well baby sis, it’s always tough finding the one for you. there are a lot of creeps out there and i just want you stay safe and protected. i don’t mean to say that you can’t date, i just want you to be careful and find a man who cares for you. someone who can always stay by your side and love you forever.”

he finished the final coat and smiled at you. “and dating around does not help. i cant help but feel this sense of panic. what if the guy is a pervert, what if he’s only there for sex? what if he’s this misogynistic alpha male-.”

“channie-.” you mumbled, reaching out for his hand.

“i just want you to find love, real true love.” he finished, placing the bottle down with a sad smile. “and i won’t let just any man ruin the idea of true love for you.”

“i understand.” you whispered, letting chan bare his innermost thoughts to you.

“i will find true love, don’t worry chan.”

if only lee minho ever gained control of his feelings that is.

—

seven

"so there's this dance thingy at the end of the next month-" jisung flopped down on your bed as you read your book. "and i was wondering if you would go with me."

you turned the page, eyes focused on the printed words in front of you as you took his words in. you knew he was talking about the dance that the theatre club had planned. a themed 90s-style ballroom event. "sure, i thought we were going together anyway."

"yes but." jisung paused, getting his head propped up on one hand as he stared at you. "i was wondering if you'd maybe go as my date." he finished, cheeks slightly pink as you paused reading to look at him.

you'd been so caught up in trying to get over minho and a hopeless unrequited love story that you knew would never change, that you'd forgotten what it had felt like dating people with actual feelings for you. dates, going out, hangouts and romance had all blurred in your life for the past few months but a deeper look at jisung's face told you that maybe, you'd felt for the squirrel-cheeked boy in the past few months.

"you mean, like a romantic date?" you slowly bit your lip, considering the possibility.

"um yeah, only if you're comfortable with it though. i know you have some reservations when to comes to dating and i totally understand that so you can say no if you want to and i won't feel bad and i'll still even go as a friend so you don't have to worry about that at all-" he began blabbering but you cut him off with a swift kiss to his lips.

he almosy froze as you leaned back, smiling sneakily at him as you took in his dazed wide eyed expression. "how about that for an answer?"

"you!" jisung cried out, immediately straightening up to take a hold of your face to kiss you once more.

you giggled, feeling him grab your face to his as he placed a big smooch on your lips. "now you're gonna get thousand such kisses!" he joked as he tackled you in a hug, not taking his lips off of yours as he placed multiple kisses.

"ji! stop! it tickles!!" you laughed as he kissed you face.

your heart was finally soaring and it felt good.

"i'll see you tomorrow morning then my lady." jisung bowed, putting on his best cat noir expressions and voice. "try not to think of my handsome face too much."

you frowned, sticking your tongue out at him as you led him down the hallway to the door. "trust me, that won't be a problem."

he sighed as he reached the door, then turned to look at you with a deep look in his eyes. you raised your eyebrows in a silent question but the quick shifting of his eyes from your lips to your eyes had you smiling softly.

you pulled him closer by his hoodie as you planted a soft peck on his lips which he turned into a deep kiss. you sighed happily, feeling the crevices of his lips on yours as they covered yours and made you feel so light, so free-

"you should go-" you broke apart hastily and he nodded as he said the same thing as you. "i should go-"

the two of you broke out into identical snickers as you bid him a goodbye and he left with a devastating wink.

you walked to the kitchen to fix yourself some dinner when minho walked into the room, looking extremely angry at something. his whole body was tensed, fists clenched at his sides as his eyes were transformed into two slits of fury.

you blinked at his angry figure before shrugging it away and decided to make the easiest thing- pasta.

"would you like some pasta for dinner?" you gingerly asked minho, afraid of riling him up.

"oh are you making pasta for dinner?" he snapped his head up from his phone as he looked at you pointedly from his place on the sofa. "are you really?"

you were taken aback by the sudden hostility in his voice as you dropped the packet of penne back on the counter and turned to look at him. "what is that supposed to mean?"

he sighed, tilting his head as looked at you with anger in his eyes. "oh you never know if you actually mean what you say. you know, with your whole lying streak?" he sneered and your eyebrows furrowed as you placed your hands on your hips.

"excuse me? what are you on about?"

minho scoffed, looking away in disbelief. "oh look, the prim and proper princess is now denying her own actions. how cute." he mocked you and your cheeks turned red in frustration.

"what the fuck are you saying? are you fucking drunk?" you cried out, not liking this minho one bit.

"and there you go. pretending not to know anything about things that are painfully obvious right in front of you!" minho suddenly blurted his words out, snapping his gaze to yours. "do not even pretend to play innocent y/n you know very well what you did wrong."

your expression morphed into one of intense confusion as you tried to understand minho's words. "min what even-"

"DON'T Y/N!" he stood up, exasperated at this conversation. "i don't want anymore of your ignorant bullshit okay? i have had enough of dealing with the mess of your heartbreak and your rebellious little teenage acts and i won't have a second more of them okay? it's about time you considered others feelings and fucking noticed what was happening right under your fucking nose!" he yelled, making you blink rapidly at the situation.

"are you angry with me? for acting out? well news flash you dick- there would be no acting out had it not been for your stupid ass that's always on my clock stopping from doing things i actually want to do and hell, its not even acting out, its normal teenage behavior which everyone engages in at least once in your life so fucking save us both the trouble of this useless argument and fucking tell me what is actually wrong!" you responded back with equal anger in your voice as minho looked at you with red cheeks.

"oh really? you call it 'normal behaviour'? going out and hooking up with random guys is fucking acting out!" minho spluttered and you gasped.

"oh and so being on my case, your best friend's little sister's case all the time is perfectly normal? that's not fuckign weird to you?" you made sure to specify the best friend's little sister part and this statement actually made minho blink twice. he looked shaken up for a moment as he didn't respond for a good ten seconds.

"so why do you have to act so reckless?"

"i don't act reckless! you don't even let me act normal! you never let me even date or go out so what am i supposed to do? slave my life away in this apartment?"

minho inhaled deeply before he let out a deep sigh. "oh y/n. you will never understand it will you." he groaned, and you could've sworn you saw a tear in his eye.

"have fun making your past, if that is what you're fucking making." he mumbled as he turned away dejectedly. you watched his retreating back with glossy eyes as he stopped near the door. "oh, and i wish you and han fucking good luck."

realisation rang through you.

oh-

but it was too late.

eight

you were dressed up in a beautiful dress that you adored. tight and fluffed out at the right parts, it hung on your body so perfectly it felt like it was made just for you to wear. the make up and the hair made it all the more magical as you felt ethereal walking through the doors of the ballroom.

jisung at your side, with your hand locked around his elbow, looked especially more handsome today. his otherwise fluffy hair was combed neatly and slicked back with gel as he wore a white dress shirt, black pants and red and black corset to emphasise his built shoulders and tiny waist. he matched your dress in every sense from the fabric to the gold accessories you both had on.

“you look so beautiful.” he murmured in your ear as you both neared your friend circle.

you waved hi at chan, hyunjin and changbin. effectively ignoring minho and not making it too obvious. the two of you had not yet revolved the tension nor talked about the argument and it was honestly making you feel horrible about what you did. or did not in this situation.

you felt the obligation to walk up to him to tell him that you didn’t mean to lie to him and that you and jisung had very well not been dating when you’d said that to chan, but his closed off and cold attitude towards you had you thinking otherwise. why should you care about putting his feelings first if he was refusing to do the same for you?

“you guys!” hyunjin clapped his hands, wolf whistling at you two. “i knew you two would hit it off. and honestly you both look amazing together!” he complimented with a happy smile and you knew it was genuine.

there was no reason for it to not be genuine since you both knew the real reason for your break up. hyunjin and you had made peace with your situation. lee minho on the other hand, scoffed loudly enough to make the group look at him. he frowned at hyunjin before turning his attention to the coca cola in his hands.

you tried not to stare at minho and how handsome he looked. he was dressed in a black dress shirt, black pants and a red and gold corset that snug up to his built chest and emphasised his strong arms.

his hair was styled neatly, with a few strands falling into his eyes while the rest was combed back in the most decently messy way. it gave him the air of a messed up horse rider, straight out from the infernal devices.

he looked as devastatingly handsome as will herondale.

“is there a problem?” hyunjin rose an eyebrow, his distaste for minho obvious since he knew what others didn’t.

minho rolled his eyes before he walked away, ignoring all of you.

“he’s been that way for the past few days. says he’s going through a rough patch with his dancing.” chan explained but you saw through minho’s excuse very well. he’d been saying that to you both for the past month, but you knew better. “he’ll be fine.” chan shrugged the concerns away.

no he won’t. he’ll probably brood in a dark corner all night.

“oh, makes sense.” jisung nodded, slipping his fingers down to yours as he interlaced them. “should we go and dance pretty lady?”

you smiled at him, letting him take you away to the dance floor.

you could notice someone’s gaze on you from afar. and for some reason you knew who it would belong it.

you caught a glimpse of minho staring at you as you turned in jisung’s arms.

jisung had pulled you close, his hands on your waist and your on his shoulders and chest. he smiled softly as he shook to it body lightly under the soft lights of the dance floor.

you blushed under the adoring stare, but refused to back away. letting yourself away along the beautiful music, you enjoyed dancing with jisung.

but minho’s eyes had never left your dancing figure for even a minute.

when the song came to an end, jisung tastefully dipped you into a bow, his hands secured around the curve of your waist and lower back to ensure your safety. “you look gorgeous.” he smiled with genuine grace as he helped you back up and stand straight. “thank you, you look heart wrenching handsome too jisung.” you whispered, swaying slowly with him as the music changed to a slower tempo. and he did, he looked exceptionally good tonight as he’d put in extra efforts to make his best features stand out.

without meaning to, your eyes wandered over to the side lines, for some reason near the area where minho had stood. staring at you without interruptions as you’d danced your way with jisung.

like you expected, minho’s gaze was trained on you, expression stoic with no emotion on his face as neither his eyes nor face revealed what he was thinking.

“and now! we crown our best dressed couple!” the host yelled into the mic, making your attention snap to the stage. this resulted in cheers from the crowd.

“huh?” you mumbled, surprised at the sudden intervention.

“oh, the club is gonna crown a couple for being the best dressed. they wanted to keep it as an incentive for people to dress up.” jisung mumbled, his eyes a little unfocused as he frowned softly.

“and… the best dressed couple goes to…” the host, jennie, built up the atmosphere along with the drumrolls. “kim taehyung from year 4 and choi heewon from year 4!” she finished with a loud smile and the crowd erupted into loud cheers as the two shyly walked up to the stage to receive their crowns.

you clapped along with the others, and had to admit that the two really did look the best dressed around here.

they were given sashes and crowns with bouquets, pictures were clicked and then were ushered back down for the couple dance.

you waited for the music to start and for them to start dancing, but jennie halted everyone’s eyes. “there’s a small surprise this year round, since we focus on 90s style romantic dances, we decided to give away one more title- to the best couple.” she smiled and people cheered louder.

“any guesses?” she questioned, making people yell out various names. you had to give it to her, she knew how to keep a crowd going.

you sneaked a smile to jisung who was holding your hand loosely, smiling softly at you. he brought up a hand to cast away a strand of a stray curl before leaning in. “i won’t blame you.”

he whispered hastily in your ear, placed a soft kiss on your cheek before swiftly leaning away. you frowned, eyes asking him to explain further but the entire crowd was now looking at you, cheering your name as you realised with a sudden shock.

you and jisung had won.

“let’s go princess.” he took your hand and dragged you to the stage as people yelled- y/n and jisung! y/n and jisung!

you gulped as the flowers and sash was handed to you, the blinding lights of the stage poked your eye but thankfully you accepted all the gifts with proper words.

“and now the best couples will dance!” jennie yelled out, and the lights dimmed, finally letting you see lee minho, he stared at you right in your eyes once as you readied yourself to dance with jisung. then he moved to turn on his back with a hurtful frown on his face, as he left the hall.

you watched him back away as the music began and you forced a smile to dance. “congratulations.” you stifled out to jisung who mumbled one back.

“look here princess.” he placed two fingers under your chin, making you look up at him. “i will say this again, i won’t blame you.”

“what-.” you gazed into his concerned eyes as jisung sighed, slowing his pace.

“i won’t blame you if you go after him right now princess, leave. i know how bad it is to be in love with someone who can’t be yours.” he wistfully smiled, locking another stray curl in its place as he caressed your cheek.

“go get him tiger.” he placed a quick kiss to your cheek as you stared at him with teary eyes.

“but but he-.” you stumbled out and he shook his head.

“he is an idiot who can’t digest feelings. go and fucking show that idiot that he’s missing out on the best thing that’s happened to him.” jisung completed, dragging you away from the dance circle as he left your hands.

“go tell him you love him for me y/n.” he sighed, taking off the crown. “he is yours after all.”

you smiled gratefully as you engulfed him in a hug. “thank you thank you thank you!” you gushed, heart twisting in painful ways as you rushed to find minho.

and you did find him in the hallway.

kissing another girl.

—

nine

chan was right.

boys are stupid.

you sniffed your heartache away as you turned away from the scene with a heart wrenching punch to your gut. you couldn’t bear to see the man you loved kiss another woman and you wanted to get out of that place as soon as possible. you didn’t wait for a seconds breath as you rushed back to the exit, ignoring the pang in your heart.

“woah y/n!” you ran into hyunjin, he’d been leaving as well but with a girl on his side. clearly they had plans.

“i am sorry,” you quickly apologise for bumping into the two and kept your face down to hide your tears.

“no wait!” hyunjin called after you, rushing to hold your elbow. “y/n wait.”

“i’m fine hyunjin, go back to your date please.” you stammered through your breathy tone, blinking rapidly.

“no.” he said and turned to walk back to the girl.

he came back within seconds, taking a hold of your shoulders as he made you look at him. “oh sweetheart what happened to you?”

you licked your lips, tears still falling as you stared back at him. “i need to get out of here.” you muttered and hyunjin nodded. “of course let’s go.”

“take care y/n, hyunjin if you guys need anything, call me okay?” the girl who was with hyunjin squeezed your arm and smiled caringly before walking away.

as you walked out of the building, hyunjin on your side, you felt the panic rush back to you. the image of minho kissing that woman haunted your eyes. you hated how terrible it made you feel.

“i’ll call chan, shit.” hyunjin mumbled in panic as he saw your broken face and more tears flooded through.

“no.” you held out a hand. “i don’t want to trouble him.”

you couldn’t possibly tell your big brother that the men he was so hellbent on protecting you from had hurt you, and in the form of his best friend.

“you should go back to your date hyune, it’s okay i’ll be alright.” you choked out, wiping your messed up eyes.

you were sure you looked like horrible right now, with messed up eyes and teary eyes.

hyunjin scoffed, unlocking his cars door as he waited for you to sit in. “she is not more important than you y/n. now get in the car. i’m taking you home.”

—

han jisung saw lee minho walk back into the hall alone and immediately walks over to him. minho raised an eyebrow, but jisung simply handed him his crown with a smile on his face.

"thanks?" minho said, frowning at the crown and jisung felt doubtful.

“dude, where’s y/n?” jisung asked, confused on why minho was alone. and why did minho look so annoyed?

“um i don’t know?” minho mumbled, his confusion growing. "isn't she YOUR date han?" he gave jisung a pointed look to which jisung bit his lip.

"oh my god you didn't meet y/n? she left fifteen minutes to meet you!" jisung revealed to which minho's eyes widened.

"WHAT?" minho cried out. "what did you say?"

jisung groaned, slapping his face as he cursed lowly. "what the fuck man, she left me to go to you!" jisung explained. "we realised how she didn't really want to be with me and ran to meet you to tell you something important. what the fuck did you do lee? where is she and why did she not meet you halfway?"

minho's heart raced as panic overtook his emotions. about fifteen minutes ago so that means-

fuck.

he cursed out loud as he held in his hands, crying out in frustration. "FUCK FUCK FUCK!!"

"what? what happened?" jisung asked, his threatening look toward minho was still obvious.

"i think she saw me and yuna kiss." minho mumbled slowly, each word dripping with a sense of regret, anger and pain.

jisung's expression changed to one of disbelief as he couldn't process that blunder that had taken place. "wonderful. wonderful man this is just fucking peachy!" jisung growled, doubling down on minho who looked scared.

"where is she then?"

"i don't know!"

"you guys good?" chan appeared at their side, a drink in his hand and a concerned look on his face. "you both looked like you were having a fight from there."

minho and jisung stiffened. if chan was unaware of your whereabouts, and minho and jisung were none the wiser then it could mean only one thing.

hyunjin.

minho's eyes scanned the party at light speed and found no trace of hyunjin, infact, his plus one was talking to her girlfriends.

fucking hell.

there was no way he was going to let hwang stay with her when she was vulnerable. he couldn't lose to fucking hwang hyunjin again.

"yup, we're good. just a minor disageement about a group project. nothing to worry about." jisung answered and chan nodded.

"cool, have you guys seen y/n? where is she han, i've been trying to get a hold of her. she isn't even picking up."

jisung's eyes widened as he thought of a possible excuse but chan's phone rang and saved the two.

chan picked up the call with a normal face that slowly morphed into one of anger. minho had an inkling that the caller was hwang.

chan yelled into his phone "what? why is she crying?" minho's heart broke further at that.

"fuck okay ill be right there."

"you two." he pointed a dangerous finger at the two of them. "we are not done okay? hwang told me some things and this discussion is overdue."

"and you, don't fucking tell me when you come home tonight and you better stay out of y/n's sight till we talk this out."

and with that chan sent them a glare, one of betrayal at minho and rushed out of the hall.

minho cursed slowly as he realised the gravity of the situation. he realised that the stone weighing down on his heart was not going to save him anymore and that he really had ruined the beautiful relationship between you and him.

"fuck i'm sorry thumper." he mumbled as a tear made his way down his right cheek. "i really am so fucking sorry thumper."

END

a/n- hope this was enjoyable, also this is not proofread so excuse any errors/typos.

LMFAO THIS IS NOT THE END THE SECOND PART IS BEING DRAFTED AS YOU READ PLEASE THIS IS NOT THE ANGST FIC THERE ARE FOUR OTHER ANGST ONES I CANT GIVE YALL SO MUCH PAIN.

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Sleepy Minho has me!! Can you write a drabble about him coming home from like dance practice or something and he's just super tired and wants to cuddle with his s/o??

Your writes are Hella cute, love you! ❤️

Oh my God I'm so glad you like my writing, it means a lot to me!!! Also, thanks for requesting, words can not describe how much I loved writing this, sleepy Lee Know has me in different kind of chokehold❤️❤️❤️❤️

Also I'm really sorry it took me eons to write this. I really hope you'll like it❤️❤️

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WARNINGS⚠️ : Gender neutral reader, Some cursing. I don't know whar else to put here. If I missed something please tell me.

You were jolted awake from your sweet sluber by a most adorable but also really heavy furball jumping on your stomach. Soonie looked at you with curious eyes, unphased as if he didn't just crush your insides. The fluffball sure as hell knew you didn't have a bone in you to get mad at him. "What is it baby? Are you hungty or do you want to play?" Soonie meowed at you. Trying not to startle the cat you carefully straightened up. How long were you asleep? Your whole body felt sore. You searched for your phone and once you saw the time your eyes almost popped out. Where the hell was Minho? You jumped up from the sofa, not realy paying mind to Soonies disspleased whine. You quickly dialed your boyfriend's number and waited for him to answer, but he didn't so you tried again for a few times but to no avail. You knew he was extremely busy these days and that his schedule was hogged but he was supposed to be home a while ago! Also, the fact that he didn't say or text you anything made you worry even more. God why did you have to fall asleep? All you remembered was that after finishing up witch chores you sat down to take a breather. How did you even manage to fall asleep just like that? What if something had happened? Why wasn't he picking up? Should you call Chan? Maybe he knows something? You were starting to borderline panick when you heard the cats meowing at the door. They always did that when Minho was at the door. And in seconds you did hear the door click.

You quickly went to him and wrapped your arms tightly around him. He stumbled for a second but quickly returned the hug. "Hey baby." His voice was soft and quiet but it was apparent that he was really tired. He must have overworked himself again. You loved how dedicated and hardworking he was , but it also killed your heart to watch him neglect his needs to achieve perfection. He spent countless hours at work, barely slept and mostly had quick meals which mostly consisted of takeout. You tried to be as accommodating as possible. You did most of the chores in house, and whenever you had time you tried to make him nutritious lunch. But you could do so much.

You couldn't help but pout at him. "Where were you? You didn't even pick up your phone. I was really worried about you!" You couldn't hide your frustration anymore. "You're coming home later and later everyday. You barely sleep or eat! I'm not even going to start talking about how we barely see each other! You need to take care of yourself more baby, you should..." Minho didn't let you finish your ramble, he slid his hand from around your back to your neck and quickly pulled you towards him so he could kiss you. The kiss even though was short was so full of love and yearning that it almost made you melt. Good thing Minho was basically holding you or you would have fallen. "I'm sorry love, training lasted more than usual." Fuck, what were you even mad about? Minho's soft voice always made you weak in the kneez. Also the way he called you love? Bless your heart for lasting this long and not just randomly exploding on you. Little shit surely knew what he was doing to you.

Minho's voice bought you back to reality "Can we go to bed?" "Wait you're not hungry?" The disapproval in your voice made him smile. "I ate at work I promise. I'll take a quick shower. I want to go to bed cuddle you and just exist with you okay?" He paused for a second before bashfully adding sweetest please. Oh he said please there's no way uou could sat no to him. Not that you could, not to that offer. You wanted to tease him for showing his soft side for you but you decided against it once you looked into his eyes. He looked at you with such eyes, he could ask you to kill a man and you'd actually do it. You couldn't put it to words but you knew that he needed you and you were going to be here for him. It really hurt seeig him this tired and overworked. You knew he tried his best not to show it, every day despite being tired as hell he tried to help you with everything he could, be there for you even though he was the one who needed support now. His eyes were red and not sparkly as you're used to. His dark eyebags were prominent. He was a bit shouched and a bit paler. Seing him this vulnerable was like a dohble hit for your heart.

"Of course love. Get ready for bed, I'll put away food and I'll be back." You kissed his cheek and urged him to the bathroom.

You tried to take care of everything as fast as possible. You felt proud of yourself that you took care of most of the chores today. You praised yourself that you changed sheets and brought out new fluffy blankets.

Maybe you were being a bit selfish but it kind of excited you that you could finally spend some time with your boyfriend. You really missed spending time with him, not just existing in the same space. Whenever he came home he always fell asleep and you didn't have the heart to not let him rest little time he spent at home. It was natural you were feeling touchstarved.

You rushed to the bedroom as fast as possible once you were done. The sight almost made you squeal by sheer cuteness. Minho had almost completely covered himself in blankets and now was looking at you with sleepy eyes. The cats also took their designated places on the bed also looked at you as if waiting for you. Maybe you were a little delusional about the last part but wise people say delulu is the solulu.

Minho immediately opened his arms for you, lifting the cover for you to crawl in. You immediately jumped in, finally feeling content being between his arms, feeling his warmth, his familiar scent surroung you. Minho also hummed in satisfaction. "I've missed this so much" you couldn't help but admit. "Please tell me you don't have anything tomorrow and that we can just be in house all day." You looked up at him with hopeful eyes. You saw the corner of his mouth slightly lift up. He leaned down and literally kissed your pout away, not that you could actually be mad at him.

"I'm sorry baby, I have to go in the morning. But I promise I will be back before you even wake up. I will also bring you some breakfast and we can do whatever you want okay? I'm all yours." You couldn't help but beam with joy. Finally he has some time off. "So you're telling me I can make you do anything? Be careful all this power might go up to my head." You quietly spoke as you played with his hair, Minho only hummed. Instead of talking he fully turned to you and hid his face in the crook of your neck, tightly holding you close by your waist.

Sleepy Minho surely was your favourite. He always got like 100 times more squishy and adorable. Literally you had to have patience of a God to not pounce on him and civer his face with kisses. Maybe not only kisses. His cheek was so cutely smushedand his slightly open prettiest pouty lips? You were just a human! You really didn't want to disturb him or else you would have chomped on his squishy cheek eons ago. Cuteness aggression really was eating you from the inside.

"Baby go to sleep. I can feel you staring." Minho grumbled out after a while. So he was awake huh? You couldn't help but smile. You slid your hand through his hair and started playing with his soft locks. Minho immediately leaned into the touch. You were sure he would start purring if he could.

"It's not my fault love." You admitted and softly kissed his cheek. " I've been starved of my boyfriend for days, and now you're here cuddling me looking all pretty and cute! And here I am being generous and letting you sleep on me while all I want is to literally cover you with kisses! And this is the thanks I get?" Based on the silence that followed you thought that he fell asleep, but you were proven wrong when he held your waist tightly with one hand while the other held onto your thigh, and soon enough you were on top of him looking into his mischevious eyes. Apart from his sparkling eyes his lazy grin was also a clear indicator that he was up to no good.

"What are you doing?" You couldn't help but ask.

"First of all you need to spend less time with Hyunjin. Also to answer your question, I'm being a good boyfriend. My partner just said that they want to cover me with kisses. Who am I to oblige?" You were the one who spent too much time with Hyunjin? What was up with these theatrics then? You couldn't help but grin at his lovable but also really silly antics. " You're annoying do younknow that?" You muttered against his lips, softly holding his cheeks. Minho moved his hands and put them on top of yours. "Shut me up then." He didn't even wait for you to say anything, he just leaned in and connected his lips to yours, slowly but surely melting your thoughts away. God you really loved this idiot.

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