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Summer Nights ~ LMH

WORD COUNT: 1.2k

PAIRING: Minho x GN!Reader

GENRE: established relationships, clingy minho, cute, sweet, soft,

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - June 2023

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A/N: I feel like this came out so short I’m sorry! I hope you like it though!!

To everyone on the outside of your relationship, Minho was a cold and uncaring boyfriend but that was because they didn't see the boyfriend that you saw in private. In private Minho was one of the clingest boyfriends of all time - not that you ever had any complaints about it of course. You adored how clingy he was to you, though in summer you did love it a lot less since it was far too hot for someone to be clinging to you all night long in bed. Something you hadn't really noticed he did until recently though.

It was just last week when you'd woken up drenched in sweat because of the heatwave that was hitting your area when you realised that Minho was clinging to your body. 

As soon as you felt a droplet run down your cheek you whined and moved to get away from the one thing that was causing your body to overheat and sweat. You slowly pulled yourself out of the bed and turned to look at Minho who was now pouting in his sleep, a frown beginning to form between his brows as you shook your head to yourself. As much as you loved your boyfriend it was far too hot for you to be laid right next time him and be cuddled. It was almost 35 Celsius outside and you weren't in the right mood to be cuddled to sleep so you headed out of the room to go and splash some cold water on your face. Maybe that way you'd be able to cool yourself down before getting back into bed beside your human radiator of a boyfriend.

Running the tap for a little you began to scoop some water into your hands and gently splash it onto your cheeks, letting yourself relax as the cool water cooled you back down to a normal body temperature. Whoever said summer was the best season was a liar, you felt as though you were going to melt away in this heat. You would gladly take winter over summer any day of the week, being cold and being able to add layers on to get warmer was easier than being too hot for any kind of clothes at all.

Sighing a little to yourself you slowly began to make your way back to the bedroom, rubbing the back of your neck and freezing in the doorway when you saw Minho staring at you. His arms folded across his chest as he pouted at you, a frown on his forehead as he finally saw you coming back to him. As soon as he felt you weren't beside him he couldn't sleep anymore and he hated it, he needed you beside him to be able to sleep. 

"Where have you been?" He whined a little as you slowly got back into the bed beside him, reaching for the thin sheet and pulling it up onto your body. At least if you were covered in a thin sheet you could sleep,

"Washing sweat off my body," You giggled a little when you noticed how pouty he was being about this,

"Don't do it again," He mumbled, laying down and pulling you back into his chest, one arm around your waist with a leg wrapped around yours making you whine a little but you let Minho do what he needed to fall asleep once again. 

Every day for the last week you'd woken up in the middle of the night because he was clinging to your body and you were overheating too much. But every time you'd move away from him he would simply drag you straight back to him, not giving you a moment of peace. Even when he would come home late from work, you'd be straight back into his arms and pulled into his embrace. Last night was no different, you were drenched in sweat and his arms and legs were clinging onto you tighter than ever before and you whimpered a little. There was no way you were going to get out of his arms without waking him up, or so you thought.

You'd managed to do it before going to sleep downstairs on the sofa but right now you were facing the repercussions of it. Minho was staring at you with a pout on his lips and his arms across his chest. When he'd woken up this morning to find you nowhere in sight he'd worried a little until he came down to find you fast asleep on the sofa of all places.

"You have to stop moving away from me in the night," He told you as a matter of factly, your eyes softening as you saw how upsetting it was for him to have to wake up without you. It wasn't that you didn't like sleeping next to him but you couldn't do it, not with the heat this unbearable. 

"Minho-" You tried to say slowly but he was already shaking his head at you and getting ready to disagree.

"I can't sleep without holding onto you," It was a small whine that came out of his throat and you could hardly believe it when he did it, your eyes found him and you bit down on your lip. You did feel bad for leaving him at night but you couldn't help it,

"You can't?" You whispered a little as he sank down next to you and held onto your hand, shaking his head a little.

"No...I-I need to feel you close or I can't relax." Your heart was doing summersaults as you heard him admitting this to you, you smiled a little

"I didn't know that, it's just been so hot lately Minnie, I can barely sit beside you." You pouted a little as he looked at you, the two of you were going to go round and round in circles about the sleeping situation unless something was done about it.

"What if we got an AC installed? That way you can stay cool and I can have my sleeping buddy." He smirked at you, wiggling his brows at you. The truth was he'd already been looking into getting one for the house since he noticed how humid and dry the nights had been getting lately and he wanted you both to be as comfortable as possible.

"We could look into it, but I'm not going to get it unless you let me pay half," You already knew that if you didn't say something he would pay for it himself, it was just like Minho to spend all his money on you and not let you join in on it.

"Fine," He whines before carefully wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him,

"Can we cuddle a little? Just let me have another hour and then I'll let go." He begged as you nodded, cuddling into his side. Since it was still quite early in the morning the heat hadn't fully hit the house and there was a slight breeze through the windows making it more bearable to deal with.

"One hour," You promised him as you both snuggled down together on the sofa.

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BF!SKZ reacting to idol!reader fainting on stage (hyung line + hyunjin)

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Bf SKZ reaction to idol reader fainting on stage from malnourishment?? It can be a text reaction or anything that’s easy for you. Angsty and fluffy if u want. Thank you! 💖

genre: angst, a bit of fluff

pov: 2nd person

description: BF!SKZ's reaction to idol!reader fainting on stage from malnourishment (not proofread)

pairing: hyung line bf!skz x fem!idol!reader

warnings: swearing, mention of food, referring to an eating disorder

word count: listed below (3,963 total)

©feelbokkie (2023) — all rights reserved. reposting/modification of any kind is not tolerated.

방 찬 (Bang Chan) (1,046 words)

The second you got on stage, Chan knew something was wrong. You just didn't look like yourself. You looked drained and your dancing was nowhere near as good as it normally was. He's watched you perform hundreds of times, he knows your routine like the back of his hand and he knows you do too. So when you were a few seconds out of sync from your other members, he was at the edge of his seat watching your every move.

The boys watched as Chan sat there in his chair, hands on his knees and slightly bouncing his leg. They couldn't catch what he was seeing in your performance. They knew you were a good dancer and that your timing was a bit off, but they didn't see how you were completely fumbling around missing steps and mumbling your lyrics.

You weren't feeling well. Truth be told, you haven't been eating much for the past couple of weeks. Last month, your group made an appearance on Weekly Idol and all the netizens could talk about was how much weight you had gain recently. It wasn't a lot, your company wasn't even putting you on a diet. But the amount of comments that you read about yourself had gotten to you. It started off simply at first. You didn't eat anything after 4, you worked out on days you didn't have dance practice, and you cut out snacks and carbs from your diet. But the closer it got to the current award show that you and your group were scheduled to perform for, the less you ate. You honestly can't even remember the last time you ate a proper meal.

Your performance was two minutes long, but it felt like it was 2 hours. The sound coming out of your in-ear starts getting further away, like you're in a car driving away from the music. Your field of vision slowly starts getting darker, making it harder to see your members in front of you. No, I can't pass out now. Just a few more seconds, let me at least get off the stage.

Chan sits in horror as he watches your eyes roll to the back of you head and your body slump to the floor just as the lights cut out to signal the end of your performance. He immediately jumps up and rushes backstage, not caring if his reaction sparks dating rumors. By the time he gets to you, staff members had gotten you off stage.

"What are you doing? You're not supposed to move someone who fainted!" Chan shouts, not caring that he causing a scene. Your group members were hovering around, not sure what to do while a staff member was fanning you. There was not a single person from the medical staff nearby yet.

"We can't just leave her on the stage, the show has to continue." Another staff member says.

"Excuse me?" Chan doesn't even turn to face whoever had the audacity to say that to him, instead his attention is still on you. The staff member could sense the tension in Chan's voice daring him to give him a reason to hit him.

"C...han?" You mumble, finally starting to stir. You're eyes are still closed but you could feel him near you.

Chan kneels down next to you and takes your hand. It's cold and clammy. Getting a proper look at you, he can see that your makeup artist put way more makeup on you than they normally do.

"I'm right here, Y/N. What's wrong with her?" He gently strokes you hand as the medic works on you.

"Her blood sugar is extremely low and she is a bit dehydrated. Luckily, we have stuff here for her. She's going to be okay." The medics carefully sit you up and hand you a juice box.

"How much sugar is in that?" You ask as you hesitate to take it.

"Enough," Chan takes the juice box and opens it for you, placing it in your hand when he's done.

Knowing that you're okay, your manager and the rest of the staff clear the room to give you two privacy. Another staff member comes up to you with a bag of chips. Chan also takes the snack from the staff member.

"Drink your juice, Y/N." He says, pushing the juice box to you mouth.

"You should go back to your group. We're going to be on dispatch tomorrow if you don't." You mutter, not taking a single sip of the juice. Instead, you turn it over to the nutrition facts and read every bit of information before putting it down.

"I don't care," he looks between you and the juice box, "they can write about me all they want."

"Chan,"

"You need to eat something."

"I'm fine,"

"Like hell you are!" You slightly jump at Chan's sudden outburst. Various staff members who were still in the area turn to see what the commotion is about. You know Chan has a temper, but he never yelled at you before.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell. It just scared me watching you go down like that. I knew you were getting hate comments after your Weekly Idol performance, but I didn't know it was this bad. I should have realized--"

"It's not your fault. Truth being told, it wasn't that bad before. But the idea of being on camera again scared me and I kinda went overboard I guess." You take a sip from the juice box to put Chan at ease.

“I wish you came to me. I could have helped in some way.” He takes one of the chips and puts it in your mouth before you could protest.

“Might not have worked. You know I have trouble with food sometimes.”

“Yeah, but you still need to eat. You need to take care of your body.”

“I know, it’s just hard sometimes.” He shoves a few more chips in your mouth.

“Do you want me to start eating with you again? Would that help?”

“Maybe, but you have a busy schedule after today so it doesn’t matter.”

“I’ll video chat you then. And I’ll text you reminders to eat too. Just please, no more missing meals.”

“I’ll try,”

이 민 호 (Lee Min-Ho) (733 words)

Minho hung around backstage after his performance to watch you. He knew that by the time he got un-mic'd and back to his seat, your group would have already started performing. He would have a bad view watching from the wings of the stage, but at least he would be able to watch your full performance.

It was your groups first time performing a new song, and the choreography is the most difficult in your group's discography. The idea of performing it made you anxious. Being the main dancer of your group meant that you had the most difficult parts of the dance, adding to your anxiety. Wanting to perfect your routine, you opted for dance practices over meals, especially in the past few days. Your anxiety wouldn’t have let you enjoy anything anyways, you’d have just throw everything up. You just need to get through this performance and everything is going to be okay.

Your brain is foggy. You're not sure how you're hitting every move correctly. Maybe it's muscle memory. Or maybe you've been running your routine so much that it's all you can do. You move in sync with your member, moving with high intensity.

Minho watches as your backup dancers lift up you and your members. He also freezes in horror as he watches your body slump and hit the floor with a loud thump. The music stops, your members and the backup dancers surround you as you lay motionless. Various staff members run around backstage.

MInho blinks a few times, not sure he actually just watched you faint. He snaps back to reality as two of your group members help you backstage. You're awake, but sluggish, leaning on both of your members. Your head is bleeding and you look dazed. Everyone is murmuring about how the backup dancer dropped you, buy Minho knows better. He watched your eyes roll to the back of your head and your head fall back before you fell. He walks over to you and helps you walk over to a chair, taking the position of both of your group members.

***

"Y/N, will you please rest? You have a concussion." Minho calls from your kitchen. He was making you food, soup to be specific. The two of you went to the emergency room after your fall. They diagnosed you with a concussion. They gave you stitches and your manager care instructions and sent you home. Minho insisted on being the one to take care of you.

"If I rest, I might fall asleep." You call.

"The doctor said that you're allowed to sleep. He just said that I'm supposed to wake you up every few hours if you do for the next few days. So if you're tired, go ahead." You lean back into your couch and stare at the ceiling. Minho was strict about the no screen rule that was advised by the doctor. He even went as far as to confiscate your phone.

He comes into the living room with soup and lemonade. He set it on the coffee table in front of you before sitting next to you.

"You fainted, didn't you?" Minho asks as he picks up the bowl and gets a spoonful of food for you.

"I think so. I feel bad, everyone thinks that, that backup dancer dropped me. And I can't even say anything because my manager says not to." You watch as Minho blows on the spoon before feeding you.

"Why do you think you fainted?"

"Promise not to get mad?"

"I'm not promising that." He gets another spoonful of soup for you.

"Well, I don't want to lie to you anyway. I may or may not have missed a few meals."

"How many is a few?"

"I honestly don't know." You eat a little more soup.

"You hyper focused on dancing again, didn't you?"

"Unfortunately,"

Minho knows you well enough to understand that when you're too focused on dancing, your health is once of the first areas to suffer. He hands you the bowl of soup and leaves.

"I want you to eat every last drop of that soup." He calls from the kitchen again. He comes back a few minutes later with a sandwich.

"I don't think stuffing me with food is going to make up for the past few days of me not eating."

"I don't care, eat well and then rest."

서 창 빈 (Seo Chang-Bin) (647 words)

"She looks skinnier than when I saw her last... Doesn't she look thinner?" Changbin asks Jisung, who was standing next to him, during your performance.

"Hyung, I don't spend time ogling your girlfriend." Jisung pipes up next to him.

"Babo, I'm not setting you up. I'm just worried and I need to make sure I'm not seeing things."

"I genuinely don't know if she looks skinnier. But she does look paler--" Jisung is cut off as the pair watch you drop on stage.

Changbin doesn't hesitate making his way on stage to be at your side. Luckily for the two of you, the stage crew turns the lights off. He scoops you up and takes you backstage. He can tell that you've lost weight just by picking you up, it shouldn't be as easy as it was to pick you up. He felt like he was going to throw you. He lays you on a couch on backstage as the medical staff storms your still unconscious body.

"She hasn't been eating, she might be dehydrated." Changbin says from the side.

He knows you struggle with your weight. Being in the public eye had damaged your self-confidence and he constantly watches you struggle with food. To be completely honest, this isn't the first time he's watch you faint from lack of food. It's just the first time it's happened while you were working.

He tried to help you lose weight in a healthy way, not that you needed to. But you were adamant about it and he at least wanted you to be safe with it. As more people commented on your weight, the more you abandoned those safe methods. Normally he would catch on and try to intervene, but he just got back from tour two days ago and hasn't been able to see you until today.

"Hyung, they're calling us to go on next." Innie says softly.

"I'm sorry, but you're going to have to go on without me. I can't right now." He says, not taking his eyes off you. Jeongin gives Chan a worried look. Chan nods and calls Innie to join the rest of the group.

"I'm...I'm fine, no need to make a fuss." You mutter, finally stirring and pushing the medical staff away from you as they try to put an IV in.

"No the fuck you aren't." Changbin didn't care if he was going to cause a scene. He didn't care if it was going to cause a scandal, either his behavior with you or the fact that he swore. He just didn't care.

"Binnie?" You look over to your side to meet your boyfriend's worried face.

"Just let them take care of you, Y/N. We'll talk later." He says softly. You nod your head and slowly lie back down.

***

You and Changbin sit together on the couch backstage, watching his group perform without him. Your head is resting on his shoulder and he is holding your hand. Neither of you care about hiding your relationship anyone more. You both know that none of the other idols are going to say anything and if the staff value their jobs, they won't.

"You should be out there with them." You speak softly, poking his sides.

"Why didn't you come to me when things got bad again?" He asks in the same tone, his eyes not leaving the stage.

"Changbin," You forgot how one-track minded he is, "I didn't want to bother you."

"I'm your boyfriend! Your problems are my problems!"

"Okay, shh..." You take your free hand and rub his back.

"I shouldn't be able to pick you up like a ragdoll." He whispers, finally looking at me. His eyes are red and glossy, like he's about to cry.

"I know, Bin. I'm sorry."

"You don't have you be sorry. I'll help you, okay? When you're ready, I'll help you."

황 현 진 (Hwang Hyun-Jin) (1,537 words)

"Hyunjin? Are you okay?" Chan asked the younger man who was currently glues to his tablet.

"I am, but I'm not sure Y/N is. She looks...off." He squints his eyes focuses on you.

Your group is currently doing a concert. And while it’s local, Hyunjin had to miss it because the kids had to record for their next album. Instead, he has to watch you perform from a shitty live stream. When he’s not in the booth recording his parts, he’s watching you on his phone.

“It’s probably just the stream.” Felix says, looking over Hyunjin's shoulder.

“It’s not even fair! Why do I have to be here? I already recorded all my parts!” Hyunjin whined, eyes not leaving the screen.

“I’m going to kill him. I’ve had to listen to this all day. We’re all okay being just 7, right?” Minho pipes from the other side of the room.

“Minho, I know he’s annoying, but please don’t kill Hyunjin. Hyunjin, I tried to get you done early so you could go but you were so excited you kept messing up. Now can you guys please shut up, I’m trying to focus on In.” Chan is right, he got Hyunjin in the booth first and even tried to record his parts in all of their songs instead of recording each song one by one. But unfortunately, by the time he finished recording, the concert had already started and it would have been half over.

You had been on tour for the past few months and today is your last show, ending it back home was almost kismet since Hyunjin was also back home from his own work promotions. He was planning on surprising you at your show, but because of their hectic schedule, the boys only had today to record all of the songs before they had to get them mixed.

Slumping back into the couch, he brings his tablet to his face and tries to focus on you. The fan who was recording the live stream was close enough to see most of the stage. But the connection from their phone with the combination of their camera was bad. Every few minutes, there would be a couple minutes where he could watch a bit of your performance. Watching you do your solo in one of his favorite songs, he was mesmerized. His head bopped along to the song and he was calm for a second, content with just being able to watch you. When you're voice cuts out, he assumes the stream is acting up again. He sits, drumming the side of his tablet like it would fix the problem. He doesn't realize that for once it's not a technical error, but something is wrong with you until he watches your blurry body drop. He sit up quickly and just stares at his screen.

"What's wrong now?" Seungmin asks, not even looking up from his phone.

Hyunjin ignores Seungmin and continues watching the stream. He can hear the fans panicking in the background as the music stops and your members rush to where you remained on the ground.

"Hyunjin?" Changbin asks, nosy after Seungmin's question went unanswered.

You still hadn't gotten up from the floor and your leader and a couple of other members are now addressing the audience as some staff members make their way on stage. Hyunjin pulls out his phone and immediately goes to Twitter. He's not sure what happened. He assumed you fell but the way that you haven't even moved it worrying him. You, your group, and your concert are all already trending on Twitter. He nearly drops his phone as he reads multiple tweets saying you fainted and had to be carried off the stage.

"I need to go." Hyunjin shuts off his tablet and quickly gathered his stuff. He pulls opens up a car service app and orders a car to take him to the venue.

Everyone in the room stops what they're doing and watch Hyunjin move around the small room. Normally, they would just make fun of him and assume that he was being dramatic, yet again, and just trying to go see you. But they can sense something is wrong. Chan stopped the recording and turned to Hyunjin who looked very obviously frazzled.

"What's going on?" Chan takes his head set and turns to Hyunjin, who was now putting on his shoes.

"I don't know. All I know is that Y/N went down and everyone is saying that she fainted and they had to carry her off the stage." He runs his hand through his hair.

"Hyunjin, I know you're scared but wait a minute. If she really fainted and didn't get up they're going to take her to the hospital. You don't even know which one, so wait and try to contact her manager. Going to the venue would be pointless, especially with the traffic from the concert. I'll go with you, just wait like 15 minutes." Minho says, getting his stuff ready to go.

"Hyung--"

"He's right. I know you're scared and worried. We all are, but you need to wait." Chan says, standing up and putting his hand on Hyunjin's shoulder.

"I should have been at that concert, not here recording this fucking album." Hyunjin pushes Chan hand off of his shoulder, so full of anger and anxiety with no place to properly direct it.

"Okay, I think we've been pent up in this room for a while. Hyun, let's go get some air." Minho grabs Hyunjin by the crook of his neck and forces him out of the room.

The second they're outside, Hyunjin pulls out his phone and tries to contact your manager. The phone goes to voicemail. He crouches down to the floor and runs his hands through his hair. Minho puts his hands on his distressed younger member's head.

"I'm sure everything is okay. Maybe she slipped. You know how the stage can me sometimes."

"I was supposed to be there, hyung. She could be seriously hurt and I'm not there." He cries.

Minho pulls out his phone and types something in quietly. After he's done looking for what he wanted, he tapped Hyunjin's shoulder.

"Let's go. Odds are, they're going to the nearest hospital. I know which one it is."

***

By the time Hyunjin and Minho make it to the hospital, you and a few of your members are there. You're awake, hooked up to an iv staring at a wall. You don't even look away when someone knocked at your door.

"Hey," Hyunjin's familiar voice pulls your attention away from the wall.

"Hyun? What--what are you doing here?" You sit up at Hyunjin makes his way to your bed.

"I came to see you, obviously. How are you feeling."

"Tired. Embarrassed. I'm going to be all over the news tomorrow, I just know it."

"If it makes you feel any better, your fans are sending you well wishes." He places a hand on yours.

"I'll have to look later. I just don't feel up to it right now."

"I heard you haven't been eating well."

"It's not what you think."

It's exactly what he thinks. Hyunjin knows that you struggle with food. It started when you first began training with your company and they refused to debut you the first few years you were there because your looks weren't up to their standards. You were fine most of the time, but every once in a while you relapse. A tweet a fan made with a picture of you commenting on how you've been "eating well" on tour set you off this time. That and the added stress of touring, promoting, and working on new music. Everyone started commenting on the weight you gained while touring and it made you self conscious. You started restricting your diet a few weeks ago. Today was extra stressful so you somehow managed to forget to eat on top of everything.

"Please don't lie for my sake. You don't look like you."

"What? Fat?"

"You're not fat."

“Hyun—“

“Hey you,” he presses a finger to your forehead, “stop being mean to my girlfriend.”

You softly giggle. You reach for Hyunjin’s hand and hold it. You missed this. You don’t want to say that your mental health depends on one person, that too much pressure that you don’t want to add on Hyunjin. But normally when you felt like this, when you would start hating yourself, Hyunjin would notice the dark cloud forming over your head a brush it away. But with both of you being busy with work and being several thousands of miles apart, and the toll of of both of your jobs it wasn't possible this time. And when Hyunjin couldn't read your cues, you would come to him. But you knew he was busy getting ready for a comeback and you didn't want to bother him.

"I'm just glad you're okay, babo."

"Hey, a babo can't call someone a babo. And at least I'm not the leader of baboracha."

"Okay, okay, you win. Scooch over," I move over to the side so Hyunjin can climb in.

"We'll talk more tomorrow. Let's just rest, okay my muse?"

"Okay,"

—

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[fannyspammy]

Hiii, I love your firsts series with Adam warlock and wanted to ask if you could do something like that with Minho? Because I saw you write for him too so I wabre to ask but if not that’s totally okey too! I don’t want to pressure you! Have a nice day!

Tease

Minho x Reader

Summary: the first time Minho admits he’s attracted to y/n

Warnings: nothing! You do get sassy asshole Minho & protective Minho (and a hint of soft Minho, if you squint) in one fic tho hehe.

A/N: A little break from the Adam fics with some Minho content! Shoutout to @theblaxkbird for requesting :) wasn’t sure if you wanted it sweet or a little spicier, so I kept it light! It is kind of long [& by kind of I mean very] tho oops sorry. If anyone wants more Minho content feel free to send in requests! Enjoy :)

[not my gif]

The first time y/n met Minho he was… well, insufferable. She arrived in the glade a month after he and the first group of gladers did, & was the first and only woman there. The other boys were either kind to her or afraid of her— either way, they looked out for her and catered to her needs. But Minho? Was an ass.

While the other boys helped pull her out of the box & introduced themselves with a smile, clearly excited to see a girl join the group, Minho led with his famous eye roll & a turn of his heel, walking away in a huff.

Newt apologized on behalf of his friend, explaining to y/n that he wasn’t normally like that, although they had been through a lot in the last month.

As the weeks went by, Minho made it a point to pick on her & tease her, every chance he got, and when he wasn’t doing that, he was simply pretending she didn’t exist.

“Ow! Um, excuse you,” y/n called after Minho when he aggressively bumped her shoulder, cutting her in line. Minho picked up a plate silently, unphased by the irritated girl standing behind him.

Newt rolled his eyes from a few places back. “C’mon Minho, you’re gonna cut in front of the lady?”

“Uh, no, I’m not gonna, ‘cause I already did,” Minho said, looking at his friend from over his shoulder.

Y/n rolled her eyes & swatted the air in dismissal. “It’s fine, Newt.”

After getting her food, y/n plopped down on the soft field a few metres from the Homestead, taking in the warmth of the high noon sun. She ate in comfortable silence, grateful to have a moment to herself in her day surrounded by rowdy boys.

Her comfortable silence was quickly broken by an uproar from the homestead. A chorus of voices erupted, indecipherable. She squinted through the sun, trying to see if she could spot the reason for the ruckus. It died down momentarily, and y/n got up to begin making her way over.

As she approached, Alby stomped out the door with incoherent shouts spilling from his lips, dragging Minho by the arm. Gally followed closely behind, Newt holding him back. It looked like there was a gash across his cheek.

Y/n rolled her eyes.

Why am I not surprised?

She turned around & returned to her spot, watching Alby scold Minho from a distance before leaving him sitting on the grass, ripping it from its roots like a child on time-out. She chuckled to herself, thinking how he was finally getting what he deserved. Then, from her peripherals, y/n saw Minho stand up & make his way over.

Crap.

“Whatcha doing out here?” he asked, hands in his pockets, a large bruise visible on his cheek now that he was closer. His tone didn’t seem hostile for once, but y/n wasn’t going to give him the opportunity to get there.

“What are you doing out here? Tired of getting your ass kicked in there?”

Minho rolled his eyes & plopped down beside her. “You still mad I cut you in line?” He rested his forearms on his knees, his toned muscles peeking out from under his rolled up sleeves.

Oh, god, there is no way this shuckface is gonna disrespect me, act like all he’s done is cut me in line, & then come flaunting his stupid muscles under his tight shirt.

Y/n stood up with a scoff, walking back to the Homestead. The last thing she had was energy to deal with Minho today.

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“What’s wrong, luv?” Newt said as he approached y/n. “What’s gotcha sittin’ in a bloody corner all by yourself?”

Y/n crossed her arms. “Take a bloody guess.”

The Brit sat down across her. “Y’know, he’s not so bad.”

“All he’s done since I got here is bug me!”

Newt shrugged. “So he likes to tease. He also just took a punch for you.”

Y/n sat up. “He what?”

Newt raised an eyebrow. “He didn’t tell you? I saw him walk over to you outside to I assumed he came over to brag about it. The bugger almost got thrown in the slammer for ya”

“Newt, tell me what happened.”

Newt explained how as she walked outside, Gally made an inappropriate comment about her ass. To everyone’s surprise, Minho warned Gally not to talk about y/n like that again, but instead of apologizing, Gally commented something even more crude (something along the lines of “I’d like to stick it up there”, complete with gestures according to Newt). That’s when Minho really surprised them, lunging at Gally & tackling him to the ground. Gally got in one good punch before Alby finally lifted Minho off of him.

“Don’t worry, Minho definitely got more hits in than Gally did,” Newt informed. “But he was bloody riled up. Ya might wanna talk to him.”

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When y/n found Minho he was laying in his hammock facing away from her, tossing a rock up & down. He paused for a moment, holding the rock still between his index finger and his thumb, as if sensing her presence, & then resumed just as quickly, as if dismissing it.

“Minho?”

“Whaddaya want, shuckface?”

Y/n rolled her eyes at the nickname & trudged over to stand in front of him.

“I brought you an ice pack,” she said, holding it out for him to take. Minho eyed the ice pack, then her, then the ice pack again, before returning his attention to the rock in his hand.

Y/n rolled her eyes for the second time in 2 minutes. When he didn’t take the ice pack, she walked over to the other side of the hammock & placed it on his cheek herself.

As soon as the cold touched his skin, Minho glanced at her without turning his head, an eyebrow raised in question.

“Y/n, what the hell are you doing?”

“Oh, so you do know my name. I was beginning to think you actually thought my name was shuckface.”

“Damn, shuckface,” Minho emphasized the word & smirked at the eye roll it triggered. “Why you so sensitive today?”

Y/n laughed. “Me? Slim it Minho, I’m not the one who got into a fight over a comment. Hell, if I was as sensitive as your shuck ass we’d be in a fist fight every day.”

Minho groaned in frustration and mumbled to himself. “Of course Newt had to tell you…” Sitting up, he snatched the ice pack from her and began to play with it in place of his rock. “Well, I wasn’t gonna let him talk about you like that.”

“Why not? You talk about me like that all the time.”

Minho wrinkled his nose in distaste for her words. “You think I talk about you like that? I like to tease you, shuckface, not talk about you like some easy skank.” He tilted his head to look at her & shrugged. “And you know I don’t actually mean the klunk I say. I just like when you react, ya shank.”

When her brows furrowed with confusion, he realized she did not, in fact, know that.

“Wait, did you think I was serious? When I’d tease you?”

Y/n threw her hands up in exasperation. “Well, I don’t know, Minho! How was I supposed to know you didn’t actually hate me when the second I stepped foot in the Glade you just rolled your eyes & turned around? You didn’t even bother introducing yourself! I had to get your name from Newt as he apologized for you!”

Minho smirked playfully. “Aw, was the little greenie upset I didn’t give her attention?”

“Slim it, Minho.” Y/n began to walk away. “I dunno why I wasted my time coming here.”

Minho grabbed her wrist. His hand was cold from the ice pack he’d been holding. “Y/n, wait.”

The boy sighed as he pulled her forward to face him again. His head was tilted down but his eyes looked up at her, as if he was embarrassed.

“Look, I’m sorry for ignoring you when you first arrived.” Y/n’s eyebrows shot up in disbelief.

Did he just apologize?

Minho continued. “You’re the only girl in a field of dudes. And let’s be real, you’re attractive. Clearly whoever sent us here knows my type. And when you arrived, ya know, we’d only been here a month, we were just getting things into routine, getting a structure kicked in— things were just starting to get… normal.”

He laid back down in his hammock again, hands behind his head as he regained his confident composure, attempting to mask the substance of his words with nonchalance.

“Not to brag, but I’d already started to build a reputation as a strong leader, & I knew a lotta those shanks out there looked up to me. So when you showed up, I just didn’t wanna get… distracted. But I should’ve been more welcoming. I’m sorry. And if you were actually upset about me teasing you this whole time you shoulda said somethin’, shuckface, ‘cause I just didn’t know.”

“Now wait just a damn second,” y/n said, putting her hands on her hips. “Are you telling me the whole reason you’ve been acting like an ass is because you’re attracted to me?”

“No, I’m telling you I didn’t want to be distracted by you.” He began tossing the rock again.

“Because you’re attracted me.”

“Am not.”

“You literally just said I’m your type.”

“Mm, is that what I said, though?”

“Minho!” Y/n punched him playfully and he reacted in mock hurt.

“Ouch! A girl who packs a punch? Maybe you are my type after all,” he teased.

Y/n looked him up & down, as if measuring what she was working with, then replied with a smirk. “Good.”

With that, she walked away, Minho’s eyes trailing behind her. Before she was out of sight he called after her.

“Thanks for the ice pack!”

Without looking back she shouted her reply, amusement playing on her lips.

“You’re welcome, shuckface.”

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[taeminsung]

close to you..

pairing: minho x reader

summary: airports were hard for minho and so was the lack of planning for their trip to paris.

mina’s notes: this is slightly off from the ask and i took this in an extreme comfort direction. please enjoy ♡

trigger warning: anxiety

anon request: Can I request y/n taking care of Minho when he gets air sick on the plane to Paris 💌

Airports were already hard enough for Minho, but throwing you into the mix made it all the more difficult. It was the first time that you were traveling with the boys, rather than meeting them at their destination and the added level of stress for Minho was rising with each step he took. Minho didn’t mean to beg Chan to let you travel with them but he heard Paris and all logical sense went out the window, as his mind started to show images of how he could spend his down time off with you by his side exploring the city of love. If he had more time to plan, he would have found a way to make it even more special, but instead he settled on at least having the memories with you there. Currently, each step he took filled him with dread and uncertainty.

I’m going to be sick he thought, fingers stretching out to find purchase of whoever was in front of him.

Minho’s fingers tangled in the bottom of the jacket of whoever was slightly to the side of him, hoping that the feeling of someone familiar would calm his racing heart. His eyes stayed glued to the ground as he tracked the shoes of Han, making sure to not deviate too far from him. Feeling fingers wrap around his wrist, he felt the panic bubble even more in his chest as the comfort of the jacket was slowly pulled from him, daring himself to look up just a little, he noticed the familiar sweater paws you had from earlier and watched the way you intertwined his fingers with yours. With a small tug, he felt himself being pulled closer into your side at the same time he felt someone else hover close to his other side. Fear crept up his spine at the thought of someone getting not only this close to him but also to you, since he knew he probably couldn’t protect you in his current state.

It’s just Changbin on your other side, love. We have you, he heard your muffled whisper while your free hand rested on his forearm to continue to guild him.

In that moment, he feels himself relaxing just a little bit from the sound of your voice to the way you somehow knew he needed multiple points of contact in order to ground himself. A tiny muscle pulled at the corner of his lips knowing that you either silently or outwardly asked Changbin to step up to his other side as well, trying to make him feel protected in the madness that was unfolding around them. Some part of him wished that this wasn’t how he acted but some other part of him was telling him it’ll never be better. As if you could read his darkest thoughts, he felt you make quick work in releasing his hand to only have it replaced with your other hand and feel as your newly freed hand found itself on his back, rubbing small circles in comfort.

Minho wanted nothing more than to be closer to you than he currently was.

Finally, after escaping the crowds, making it through security and finding a place to sit, did Minho find himself sighing in relief. Not once did you leave his side, sometimes having to switch sides depending on where more people were walking, and always making sure that there was a member on the vacant side. He really wanted nothing more, as he sat there, than to pull you into his lap and kiss the breath out of you. It was hard for him to explain how safe you made him feel. Sitting silently, he watched as you played with his fingers and talked animatedly with Hyunjin about the museums in Paris and which ones he had to take you with on their days off. That was the other thing he found hard to explain, how you not only made him feel loved by all the little things you did for him, but also for his members. You found a way to connect with all of the members, not just because you were dating Minho but because you genuinely wanted to be friends with them, and when you found interests that you shared with them, you made that into your thing. It never bothered him to know that you were out at museums with Hyunjin or shopping with Jeongin, because he knew at the end of the day you were his and that showed in the times you brought something home for him or shared pictures of your day out with boys.

Watching you now, he really wished that he listened more to when the schedule in Paris would be so that he could have had more time to plan to ask you to be his forever. For now, he settled into the lounge chair more content with the fact you hadn’t left him side or stopped physical contact with him. Too busy in his own head, he didn’t realize that you had turned to face him, conversation with Hyunjin long over, until your reached your hand to run your fingers through your hair did he come back to reality. You ok? You hummed, nails slightly scratching his scalp, which only caused him to melt into your touch even more, eyes fluttering shut. I’m better with you around, he mused adjusting in his seat to rest his head on your shoulder.

What felt like hours seemed to pass before you were gently shaking him to wake up since the flight was boarding. Clinging to you, he couldn’t help the soft smile that formed on his lips as you indulged his clinginess by pulling him tighter to you or holding his hand a bit more firmly than usual. Quickly, he grabbed your bag placing it overhead before sneaking into the window seat, giving you puppy dog eyes as you slid into the middle seat. Glancing past you, he watched as Felix took the seat next to you, whispering something that caused his favorite sound to escape your lips. The melody of your giggle instantly calmed Minho down as he adjusted in his seat, settling in for the long flight, hoping to sleep a bit more after what felt like the longest morning ever.

As always, his dreams were filled with you.

They ranged from memories to future plans to all the small moments in between. It wasn’t until they turned from happy moments to those that weren’t his shining moments with you, the ones that he wished he could take back because of the tears that stained your cheeks. Minho’s eyes snapped open, and he gasped for air, searching for you in the dim light of the cabin. Latching onto your arm, he looked at you with panic in his heart. A million thoughts were running through his head as he felt the back of your hand connect to his forehead. Minho heard the hushed voices of you and Felix as he struggled to focus on anything other than the feeling of your hand on his head, wishing that there were more parts of you touching him. Gripping your wrist, he tugged your hand back to him as you slowly tried to pull it away. Watching as you turned to again speak with Felix before turning your attention fully back on him with a water in your free hand.

Drink, you commanded peeling his finger from your wrist and replacing it with the cold water that seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

Minho’s mind raced back to why he didn’t plan this trip out more. Maybe he could find the time to run a jewelry store with Hyunjin to find something that would be acceptable to show the love he has for you. Deep down he knew that he could probably propose with nothing, and you’d say yes, but in truth, he wanted to give you something that showed not only you but everyone around just how much he loved you. He swore, as you continued to rub his back, to give you not only the world but the entire universe. Minho loved you with his entire being and he was so incredibly thankful for you on this day.

Taking a long drink of water, he placed his forehead on the seat back in front of him, suddenly feeling like his entire world was spinning with the motion and the clouds passing by out of the window. Gulping down as much air as he could without feeling like he would throw up; he hoped that this feeling would pass quickly. Only did his body slightly relax as he felt the slight pressure of your hand resting on his back before rubbing up and down the full length, humming quietly close to his ears. Slowly, he reached out his now free hand to rest on your knee, needing the contact with you to fight off the sick feeling that was taking over his body. Faintly, Minho heard more whispers from those around him, but focused solely on your voice saying, take deep breaths love.

You. He grounded himself in your voice, in your presence, in the way that your hand moved up and down his back slightly applying pressure on the upper parts but being gentler on his lower back. You. He focused on your voice saying things to his members and probably the staff and the way you never for the second left his side. You. His rock, his person, his home. You. The person who would never judge him for his anxiety in airports or the way that he sometimes got sick on planes. You. The one who loved him so unconditionally with no fear of anything. You. His forever love that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with no matter what it took or what people said.

You are doing great, your voice broke through his thoughts, sounding closer than moments before. Carefully, he peaked up at you through his hair, seeing your smiling face caused the remaining sickness to slowly but surely melt away. Minho truly had no idea how much time had passed before he finally leaned back in his seat, not far enough for you to remove your roaming hand, but just enough to look up and see the rest of the members with concern lacing their faces. He’ll be ok, I got him, he heard you say turning back to them causing them all to go back to whatever it was they were doing before the sickness took over him. He would forever be grateful for you and the way you not only could calm him down but also his members, and somehow Chan enough to not be a fussing mom. Pulling you into his side, he took another deep breath, taking in the perfume you applied this morning and the linger scent of your shampoo.

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[blu-joons]

He Comes Home To You After An Argument ~ Lee Minho

A sigh came from you as you dropped down on your sofa, reminding yourself of just how empty your apartment was. Whilst you finished your work, your mind was clear, but as soon as you came back, you were reminded that Minho was nowhere to be found.

Your argument was a little hazy in the back of your mind, the source something that you had forgotten about. Everything seemed to escalate, and before you knew it your hand was against the small of Minho’s back ushering him towards the door.

He didn’t quite know what had gone on either as he walked out of the door, taking a chilly breath in amongst the winter breeze. It was cold and it was uncomfortable for him, but Minho knew that on the other side of the door you needed some time to calm down after everything.

Unlike you though, Minho could remember exactly why the argument started, and that reason was him. His mouth had runaway from him as he came home from work, as usual, taking the stress of it all out on you without even realising he was doing it.

He couldn’t blame you for fighting back, he couldn’t blame either of you for escalating things when you both just tried to stand your ground and not let the other walk all over you by shouting.

Before he knew it, he was in the middle of the city walking around as Minho tried his best to judge how long to give things before heading home. His footsteps led him, his mind elsewhere, looking around the city at the various things that were going on, admiring the hustle despite how cold the weather was getting outside.

The only thing that brought him back to the real world was the wave of an old woman in front of his face, stopping him in his tracks. Her hand pointed across to her flower stall that was on the corner of the street, offering him the chance to take a look.

As she showed him around, the corners of Minho’s mouth quickly turned up. With what was left of the money in his wallet after the day, he bought the biggest bouquet that he possibly could, throwing in a tip too as the woman seemed to solve part of Minho’s problem.

With the flowers in hand, Minho turned back around and started walking back along the path that he had already walked down. It was instinct in him to know the way, finding his feet carrying him in the direction of your apartment without even needing to give it any thought.

Once he was there, a cautious knock at the door followed, impatiently standing as he waited to hear your footsteps. The sound of the lock turning made Minho jump, extending his hand forwards just as the door opened up.

“What are you doing?” You sighed as you peered around the door, unable to see Minho through the flowers before you.

“I’m saying sorry,” Minho simply replied to you, moving the flowers down so that he was able to see you. “I shouldn’t have started the argument with you earlier, it was stupid, but for some reason I just couldn’t stop myself.”

Your head nodded in agreement with Minho, slowly stepping back and opening up the door to your home. Minho took that as a sign to walk in, taking cautious steps as he moved through into the living room, with you following behind him.

“These are for you,” he told you once you were beside him, holding the flowers out once again, letting go once your hand was around the stems.

You couldn’t help but smile at the warming colours of the flowers in the bunch, bringing them underneath your nose. Apology flowers were never something that you received from Minho, but they certainly let you know just how bad he felt.

“These are nice,” you told Minho.

The smile on his face grew as he quickly realised that the flowers had gone part of the way to apologising to you. There was still plenty that needed to be talked about, but if nothing else, the flowers definitely softened the blow.

Although at times Minho liked to think that arguments weren’t his fault, this time around he knew he was the one to blame. You had done nothing, as you usually seemed to do, even if he didn’t want to necessarily admit that things weren’t your fault.

“I’m really sorry for taking things out on you, it was unfair on you,” Minho whispered, “no matter how hard I work, I shouldn’t let that frustration out here.”

“I was trying to help you earlier, trying to be nice to you.”

Minho nodded in agreement with you, knowing that all you tried to do was be there for him. Things always got taken out on those closest to him, he expected people to just take it, but unfortunately for Minho he had taken things too far tonight.

A sigh came from him as you continued to stare down at the bouquet of flowers. “Have you got a vase to put those in?” He timidly asked, wary about changing the subject.

“I’m sure I’ve got one somewhere.”

There was still a slight tension between the two of you as you walked into the kitchen, finding a vase in one of the cupboards as Minho followed behind you.

“I really am sorry,” Minho told you once again as you started busying yourself tidying up the flowers in your hands. “I promise that I’m going to try and get better at not getting angry, especially when I’m around you too.”

“Minho, you don’t need to keep apologising,” you smiled back across at him. “I know that you’re sorry, I know that it was a mistake too. I mean you bought me flowers, that tells me just how sorry you are this time around.”

His head nodded as you filled up the vase with some water, carefully filling it so that it didn’t end up drowning the flowers that Minho had bought you.

“Is this what it takes to get you to know that I’m sorry? Will I have to keep buying you flowers from now on when we argue?”

“The flowers were certainly a nice touch.”

You couldn’t deny that you were impressed by Minho’s sudden gesture, not expecting it from him at all. He had tried his best to impress you, to let you see how remorseful he was, and although you tried to hide it a little, you were definitely touched by what he had done.

And as you placed the flowers into the vase after trimming the stems, you knew that they were going to be the perfect addition to your home for a while.

“I hate arguing with you,” Minho told you as he met your eyes, “we’re supposed to enjoy ourselves and laugh together.”

“Then stop being a stroppy bugger when you come home from work,” you teased in reply to him, “relax, like I try to get you to do.”

His head nodded once more as he moved around the table to where you stood, draping his arm over your shoulders, feeling your head rest down against his shoulder.

“I’m still sorry,” Minho told you once again, wanting to make sure that you knew just how apologetic he was.

Your hand hit gently against his chest, “you can stop saying sorry, you’ve already buttered me up enough by buying me flowers.”

“I’ll definitely have to remember flowers for next time,” he joked.

“I’ll expect them every single time now.”

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[sugasthreedollarkookie]

Dating Minho Headcanons

Minho x reader

Tw: kind of nsfw (hickeys) if there are more let me know.

He is a slut for attention. I said it.

Is rather protective. Not so overkill, but if he sees someone looking at you in a "oh damn theyre kinda cute" you better believe his petty ass will throw his arm around you and make it very noticable that you both are together.

Speaking of which, he leaves hickeys in noticable areas. He is rather proud of them also.

There would probably be some type of competition between you two, at all times. Just to keep it interesting. Who can run to so and so the fastest, who can chug this water the quickest.

You guys fucking own trivia night.

Also, there are a shit ton of petty arguments. They never go further than small bickering, and are mostly lighthearted.

Keeping with that, you guys dont get into screaming matches. The way it usually goes is, either one of you is pissed of for some reason or another, and you either keep silent or get almost passive aggressive. Then you after you have calmed down you talk it out.

The relationship is actually pretty healthy.

Sucker for cuddles.

He doesn't like it when others see that there are cuddles though. He has a little bit of a toxic masc. Mindset. Youve been helping him get out of that.

He likes quizzing you about himself. Whats his favorite color? Whats his favorite thing to do? He really likes it when you remember stuff about him. Makes him feel all warm and fuzzy.

He's sarcastic and flirty, so thats how he always is with you. Even though it was a little annoying in the begining, youve come to love it.

He will let you do his makeup. Not always, and not full face. But boy can rock some lip tint and nail polish.

Speaking of, he likes black nail polish, or dark colors if he was going to wear them.

He likes buying you thing, like when yall are out together, not even a date, he'll buy you coffee. Even if hes not getting anything. He likes making small purchases for you.

Thats kind of his love language. Acts of service/ touch.

If you work out, he'll work out w you. If not, he doesnt care either way.

You guys send eachother dumb pictures of things you find on the internet and are like

Ha that looks like you.

He likes strawberry banana anything. Fr, milkshakes, yogurt, candy, saltwater taffy. Anything.

He really enjoys listening to music together. Then you both can talk about bands and bicker compare them.

He loves everything about you. Literally everything. Even your bad qualities, if you're stubborn or lazy, he still loves them bc they make you you. And you could hardly ever do wrong in his eyes.

Heart shaped eyes for you.

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[faunandfloraas]

Lee Know at Skzoo cafe tonight- He bought fans Americano's, took pictures of them and enjoyed a Leebit cafe set himself, X X X X X X

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[jj-one]

STRAY KIDS + POSSESSIVENESS ! 🩹 ⋅˚₊ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

this is smut, do not interact if under 18

pairing: dom!skz x sub!fem!reader, established relationship, husband!changbin bc why not ? genre/tags: smut, angst, fluff (tbh it's only changbin's part), jealousy, exhibitionism, voyeurism, lots of degradation, mentions of crying, marking, manhandling, bondage play, piv, unprotected s*x (do not try this at home kids), public s*x, rough s*x, fingering, nipple play, oral (f & m receiving), t*tty slapping, multiple orgasms, edging, choking, bulge kink, slight breeding kink… am not mentally ok for writing any of this words: 3.4k

**old repost from my deleted blog

BANG CHAN. His patience was a level of no other. The man just watched you flirt with his friend and didn’t mutter a single word. All the while you kept boasting about how good Changbin’s muscles looked and the movement of his biceps were leaving you in complete amusement.

Pissed off doesn’t begin to describe what he’s feeling right now. He clears his throat,

“Are we done y/n? I think it’s time we head home now.”

The tone of his voice was cold, icy like a winter storm.

The lump in your throat was stuck. You knew how much in deep shit you were for this and his silence was the main indicator.

You could feel his piercing eyes on you the whole time.

+

It wasn’t long before you’d end up in this position. Both arms were locked above your head by his strong hands. The tight grip he kept around your wrists was definitely going to leave some bruising.

“You’re such a dumb slut. Did all this just to get me like this huh?” His cock hitting your walls aggressively as you spasm and shake under him.

“All this to get me to fuck you the like the dumb little cockwhore you are?” He growled, “can Changbin fuck you like this?”

His pace was relentless. His cock stretching you open with each deep thrust. His harsh words cutting into you like a dagger. Your mind was blank, head full of Chan’s cock. You had to answer him though, or else he will stop.

“N-no Chan only y-yours… only you can fuck me like this!”

A smirk creeps up his face from your quavering voice. He leans forward, his lips brush over yours as if almost to kiss you but doesn’t.

“I own you y/n. Only I get to have to you, understood?”

All you feel is his cock slamming into you. The slapping sounds becoming a melody of a beat, your heart was racing a mile a minute.

“Understood.”

LEE KNOW. He hates when you act out in public. The way you tease him and get him riled up, knowing he can’t do anything about it. It gave you sense of power, you had the upper hand— for now.

You were wearing the shortest mini skirt possible, it barely covered your bum and you could feel a cool breeze slip through your crevices. You kept walking in front of him, swaying your little hips side to side, letting him watch you bend down to pick things up as he sneaks a peak under your skirt. The sight of the pink lace thong you wore was enough to make him grab you by the arm and yank you into a public restroom nearby.

Before you know it, you’re being devoured by your boyfriend. Sitting on the counter of the sink whilst he was below you, giving you a gaze that could snatch your soul. His digits sunk into your dripping cunt as he swipes his tongue across your slit. Your skirt was still on but pushed up slightly, your thong was also moved to the side.

“I can’t believe you’d go out like this and expect me not to control myself.” He rises up momentarily.

“You do this on purpose, knowing I don’t want other people looking at you.”

He laps up your juices and coats it with his face, scissoring you open with his fingers.

“Fuck… I wore this for you Minho— w-wanted to look pretty for you.” Your eyes were tightly shut, feeling the euphoria as you were close to your orgasm.

He abruptly pulled his fingers out of you, thrusting your hips in the air now, you whine for stimulation.

“Will you be a good girlfriend for me and cum on my tongue kitten? I want you to scream as loud for me as you can, I don’t care who hears it.” Minho was dead serious. He doesn’t care you both are in a public restroom and there’s people casually walking by. He wants everyone to know you are his.

You nod and agree to be on your best behavior for him. You know he will most likely reward you for this in the end.

“I promise, I’ll be a good girl Minho.”

Feeling your body heat surge as he inched closer to your core, pressing his tongue at your entrance. He tongue fucks you viciously while never breaking his eye contact with you.

Feeling yourself come undone from the surreal pleasure, all you want is to feel your release.

You thrash and moan as you cream on Minho’s tongue, your legs felt like jello when you climax. You let out multiple gasps for air, feeling as though you just ran a marathon.

Minho hasn’t left between your legs yet, his face still in a headlock. He wasn’t quite finished with you just yet.

“You can give me one more, right kitten?”

CHANGBIN. Being a newlywed couple felt like a fairytale dream come true. He felt incredibly lucky to have you as his wife and doesn’t stop reminding you how happy he is. He’d shower you with a beacon of compliments that would melt your heart each and every time.

You went on another vacation right after the honeymoon and it felt like paradise. That was up until a small incident occurred, it happened when you were at the pool with your husband. One of the pool goers at the resort couldn’t keep their eyes off you. You wore a sexy one piece that had cut-out details on the sides to show off your waist but you wore a sheer cover up over it.

Changbin noticed straight away the eyes that were glued to you, the eyes that were glued to his precious wife. He was livid. Almost causing a scene, he went up to the perverted man that was eye fucking you and gave him a piece of his mind. In utter disbelief of what was unfolding in front of you, you go up to Changbin to calm him down and get him to stop before he ends up actually doing something he’ll regret. His face burned crimson from anger but the sound of your voice brought him back to reality.

+

Things were much better in private now. Much better. Sitting on your husband’s lap in the jacuzzi bathtub felt so relaxing, his hands roamed your naked body as he placed chaste kisses all over you. He stopped at your neck to give it more attention, nibbling on a sensitive spot that made you sink right into his form. Moaning softly whilst his hands prance down to your back.

“I want to shield the rest of the world from you, only I get to gawk at my gorgeous wife.” Changbin says possessively, looking at you once he comes up from your neck.

You nod in agreement, “they can look but can’t touch!”

“No, they can’t even look, all of this is mine, mine, mine.” He plants a kiss to your cheek as his hand creeps down to your core. He prods your hole with a single digit, entering you with ease. You let out a soft moan as you part your lips slightly, bucking your hips forward. He pumps his finger into your wetness as he looks deeply into your eyes, nothing but burning desire in his pupils. He brings his thumb to your clit and rubs it in a steady motion, your swollen nub feeling overstimulated from his touch.

“This is just the beginning my love, I’m not done with you until the sun comes up.” He whispered in your ear as he drags his tongue against your earlobe. In just the jacuzzi alone, he’s made you cum several times from his fingers. Oh how those magical fingers always do wonders on you..

HYUNJIN. The room was pitch black, your vision completely impaired from the blindfold attached to your head. Your hands were bound to each other, behind your back being tied by a thick rope. You had nowhere to go and the room was pure silence, naked and touch starved, you whine for Hyunjin to do something but you were met with no answer. He was standing over you on the bed but you were unaware of any of your surroundings.

The man finally spoke, “This is what happens when you try and make daddy jealous.”

You can feel his hot breath on your neck, the sensation making you crave him even more.

Hyunjin was always the possessive type, was constantly in need of reassurance if he felt his ego was being bruised. This was situation was no different, he needed to remind you that he was the one who owned you.

He brought finger to your perked nipple, gently dragging it across to tease you a bit. A white-hot charge sent through your body as you finally felt his touch. Dripping in a puddle of your own slick from the dirty thoughts racing in your mind, he continues lightly tracing your hardened nipples; eliciting low moans from you.

Your senses were heightened from the way you weren’t able to see anything, any little touch from him making you squeal from shock.

“You like this don’t you?” He says in a condescending tone, he belittles you some more. “So pathetic, look at you. Can’t do anything but take it, so fucking helpless.”

Hyunjin loved seeing how weak you become under him, the power dynamic being completely imbalanced right now. All you could do was moan out for him, practically begging him to do more but you know he’s going to take his time with you.

“Gonna make you squirt all over this bed for me.” He says, “Won’t stop until I have you screaming and begging for mercy, which I will never give you.”

The smirk on his face was devilish, he was conjuring up the perfect plan to ruin you indefinitely.

“Hyunjin, please fuck me… please.” You push your thighs together to feel some friction but Hyunjin gets mad at this action instantly.

He brings a harsh slap to your left tit, making you jump up a bit but your body couldn’t move properly from being tied up. Your legs went back to it’s original position, spread open for him so he can get a glimpse of your dripping cunt.

“Don’t ever tell me what to do, I make the rules now.” He palms your breast and kneads it excessively.

“You are my property.”

HAN. If jealousy was a disease Han would be the first one to catch it. He really loves yet hates the fact that he has such a smoking hot girlfriend that everyone wants. He knew it wasn’t going to be easy dating you but the way some of these other guys would look at you was about to become his villain origin story.

You were so oblivious to anyone who attempted to flirt with you, you only had eyes for your man but it was hard to convince Han otherwise. The pizza delivery guy complimented how pretty you looked and when you handed him the money to pay for the food, you accidentally gave him a ten dollar bill instead of a twenty, he didn’t even care he just smiled and continued talking to you.

That’s when Han knew he had to butt in, he was listening from the couch and he knew he shouldn’t have let you be the one to answer the door. Quickly he comes up to you to wrap his arms behind you, keeping you in a tight hold as the pizza guy looks mortified now.

“You can leave now,” Han says to him in a harsh tone, “We have important business to take care of!”

Slamming the door in his face now, Han comes up from behind you to take the pizza box out of your hands to place it on the table. Soon after, a heavy make out session between you would ensue.

+

As your naked bodies entangled one another, you feel yourself cinching around his cock from each inch as he slides it in. Your breath instantly coming to a halt as the end of his cock crashed into your cervix. He moves with his ass up in the air as he buries his length deep inside you, the squelching sound of your wet pussy making him see stars.

“Fuck… so fucking tight for me.” Han says sounding pussydrunk off the way you feel around him.

You fall into a frenzy as he pumps his length into you harder, pounding into you like no tomorrow. The bulge of his cock could be seen inside you, moving in and out of you intensely. Grinding your hips to match his pace, you rub your clit to feel more stimulation.

“You’re so fucking hot my God…” He cooed, tiny beads of sweat now forming on the sides of his face. “Your pussy was made for me and me only…”

“Only I can make you feel this good.”

FELIX. He felt sick to his stomach whenever he saw someone else looking at you. The way people would look at you in public when he was with you made him feel beyond disrespected. This is exactly why he doesn’t bring you anywhere because his fragile little ego will be crushed as soon as another person laid their eyes on you. He couldn’t deal with it anymore, he just had to do something about it.

You were at a public park but the park was so big that it was easy to hide and go unseen behind some bushes.

Felix brought you to a secluded area and told you get on your back, you do as he says and he looks at you with the most evil grin on his face.

“I’m going to fuck you so dumb right here, right now.” Felix says in a raspy deep voice, “I will let everyone exactly know who’s bitch you are.”

You gulp once you feel his hands all over you, you wore a black slip dress which drove him absolutely mad.

“Gonna make you pay for getting me worked up like this.” You felt so small when he spoke like this to you, the sticky mess in your panties was only growing as you feel his hands go up your thigh.

“Too stunned to speak sweetheart?” He asks, giving you an alluring yet mischievous smile. You have no idea what this man has for you in store.

“N-no, I can speak-“

“Shut up.” He quickly cuts you off from saying more. “I’m the one talking right now, you sit back and take what I’m going to give you.”

You did exactly as you were told and lay back for him. He quickly unzips his pants and frees his cock from his boxers. You look at the red tip of his angry cock, the sight of his raging erection was enough to make you feel a tingling sensation in your heat. His cock would plunge into you nice and slow but once he bottoms out he’ll quickly pick up his pace, fucking into you menacingly. He brought a hand to your neck and squeezed the shaft of it tightly, you gasp for air as he choked you but it wasn’t unbearable. You close your eyes to the feeling, letting yourself be fully immersed into him. Each thrust he gave you felt like bliss as he roughly held onto your hip, fucking you like a complete maniac.

“Gonna dump all my cum into your slutty little body,” Felix continued,“you’re my fuck toy, only I get to use you.”

SEUNGMIN. Usually something like this would never get to him. However, today was different, very different. Seungmin almost went ballistic when he found out that some guy asked for your number while you were out shopping at the supermarket. He often goes everywhere with you but you were getting off work and went straight to the store to grab some things for dinner. That’s when it happened and you told Seungmin as soon as you got home. You thought he’d just laugh it off but he frowned, disproving of that guy’s actions.

“What a loser,” Seungmin says in an annoyed tone, “when they will learn to just leave you the hell alone?”

He wanted you all to himself, if he could lock you up forever and throw away the key, he probably would. Only letting you out when he tells you you can.

“They can try all they want Minnie but I know I belong to you at the end of the day.” You bring your arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him and he kisses you back passionately.

+

“Want you to say it for me again, who’s pussy does this belong to?” Seungmin was now relentlessly pumping two fingers in you.

“Y-yours Seungmin… yours!” You could barely get a coherent word out of your mouth.

“And who makes you feel the best?”

He wasn’t letting up on making sure you know that you fully belonged to him. “We can do this all day princess… I’m not going to stop until I’m satisfied.”

This was his fifth time edging you at this point, leaving you on the verge of an orgasm but would pull his fingers out once he notices your chest floating up. He’s being so evil to you right now, as if you it was your fault for what had happened in the supermarket.

“You, only y-you! You’re the best at making me feel so good!” You babble as he rapidly moves his fingers in and out of your gaping hole.

“That’s my good little girl, now keep taking my fingers and I’ll reward you soon okay?”

JEONGIN. “You’re such a filthy slut, you know that?” The motion of needy hips were bucking into you. Your head was kept in place, completely still, on your knees and on the verge of tears from your boyfriend’s words.

You knew why you were in this predicament right now. This was all your fault and you did it all for this exact reason.

You wanted to see Jeongin’s reaction to saying you think Felix was hot. You know he wouldn’t take that comment lightly since that was one of his best friends. You wanted to see how far you could test his limits.

“You wanna fuck my friends huh?” He grabs you by the hair and furrows his eyebrows to regain more focus onto you.

You couldn’t speak, all you could do was shake your head around him as he shoved his cock further down your throat.

“Can’t even talk with your mouth full of cock, what a dumb little whore you are.”

His cock hitting the back of your uvula, causing you to make a gagging noise. Streaks of saliva creep from the sides your mouth, the messy scenery underneath him was a heavenly sight indeed. You moan while sucking his cock, the vibrations making the hairs on the back of his neck rise up. He throws his head back and keeps a tight hold on your hair, gripping you with everything he had. He thrusts his hard length into you viciously, the gurgling noises you were making whilst he fucks your face sounds harmonic to him.

“Shit…think I’m gonna cum soon” he muttered, letting out a groan as he kept pushing your face into his cock. “Yeah… just like that fuck… that’s it.”

A stream of tears came running down your face as you continued. You can feel his veiny cock twitch against your tongue as you felt hot spurts of cum fill you up now. You swallow each and every drop and milk him clean like the good girl you were. Opening your mouth wide to show it was empty he grins viciously and taps his dick against your tongue.

“You’re the biggest fucking slut…” He pants heavily.

“My biggest slut.”

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[athforskz]

SKZ texts (Hyung line)- “What’s your favorite thing to do with me?”

Warnings: Fluff, Smut (Lee Know is filthy), Language

Screenshots: 8

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Tags: @doitforbangchan

Bang Chan:

Lee Know:

Changbin:

Hyunjin:

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[sourbinnie]

☆ interrupted tenderness ☆

♡ genre ¿? ♡ -> fluff ♡ pair ¿? ♡ -> hyung line!skz x gn!reader ♡ plot ¿? ♡ -> a member walks in when you're having a moment, how do they react? ♡ warnings ¿? ♡ -> none ♡ request ¿? ♡ -> yes!

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chan ✉

it wasn't often that you two got caught up in your own little world. you were mostly busy with work and that prevented you sometimes from actually being intimate with him, not really in a sexual way but leaning towards romance. chan really was an incredible boyfriend and supporting him through his journey was one of the best experiences you've ever had the pleasure to be a part of. so when you were in his dressing room as he got ready for his concert, you couldn't help but sigh as you looked at him.

"what's up?" he asked as he got closer to you and grabbed your hands. the sweet gesture of feeling your fingers intertwined. you didn't really know what to say, you were just daydreaming at this point because who wouldn't with a boyfriend like that?

"i just can't help but love you so much." you said as you looked at him eye to eye. you could see the happiness in his smile and then it disappeared as he leaned in for a kiss. you leaned in as well as you closed the gap to meet him and took his lips in yours.

"hyung? are you- i'm sorry, never mind!" jisung said as he opened and closed the door in a second. but then he opened it again to yell. "it's like seeing your parents kiss, never do that again."

the whole time chan couldn't help but look down embarrassed, he couldn't believe his kids' behavior sometimes. he leaned on your shoulder as he hid himself and you couldn't help but laugh the entire time, not feeling any shame at all. your boyfriend might be a shy little embarrassed ball but you loved him just like that. 

minho ✉

now he didn't really give a single fuck. he would steal kisses from you in front of the whole world without a care in the world. but sometimes he wished you two would have more private moments where he could actually show you the affection he craved so much to get in return. so when he finally got to be alone in the dorms, he invited you over and you two were laying on the couch just enjoying each other's company. you worked just like that at times where no words were said but it felt better than anything.

"i missed you (y/n)." he said as he got closer to you and laid his head on your lap. you stopped looking at your phone, leaving it to the side to bury your hands on his hair as you messed it up. "if you were anyone else, i would kill you right now."

"luckily it's me!" you said with a little giggle as you moved your hands from his hair to his face. grabbing his cheeks on your hands as you squished them. 

"if i did that to hyung, he would slaughter me." seungmin said from the kitchen and he got a death glare from minho. he really thought that the dorms were empty yet here he had one of his members looking at you two just now.

"not a word from you." minho said and seungmin did a gesture like he sealed his lips shut. you couldn't help but laugh at the interaction as you went back to bothering your boyfriend in the nicest way possible, of course. it's not like he could stop you anyways.

changbin ✉

now he wasn't really someone who got embarrassed easily. well at least that's what he liked to think, that he was just shameless especially with you. of course there were certain limits to the things you did in public but he couldn't resist you from time to time and he liked to show you off. you were his precious significant other for a reason and he wouldn't change you for anything. as he tried to come up with lyrics for one of his tracks, you were sitting in his lap and laying your head on his shoulder.

"are you comfortable?" changbin asked and you nodded, you were about to fall asleep at any moment so how could you not be comfortable? still changbin worried. it's like he needed to know all the time how you felt and that was very sweet of him.

"binnie you know we need to go home soon." you said as you kissed his cheek and that made him smile. he still got shy when you showed affection but that made you fall for him a little bit more each time.

"hey bin, are you done with the track? oh! sorry (y/n), didn't see you there." chan said as he got closer and saw you sitting on his member's lap. "i'll just go and we'll talk about it tomorrow changbin."

chan took a few steps back and then left with a little smile on his face. changbin knew that smile, it was more than happiness, he was proud. he truly did find the partner he wanted for the rest of his life and his bandmates knew that, you were a part of the family now and there was no turning back. 

hyunjin ✉

he was a sucker for showing his affection and love towards you everywhere. most of the time though he resisted and fought himself to not do it because he was scared that you would get sick of it. obviously you didn't and every chance you got to get closer to him, you would. he would appreciate your little love gestures for him but the displays of love in public would be the ones he remembered the most. like right now, he held you as he hugged you from behind and you felt so safe in his arms.

"thank you for coming by today." he whispered in my ear as you were standing in the set of one of his music videos. you just smiled as you looked at him, the sincerity in his eyes and his words always made your heart melt.

"you don't have to thank me, i always love visiting you." you said as he leaned in for a kiss. you couldn't help but feel yourself lost in the moment as you two kissed, totally forgetting where you were standing.

"hyunjin, (y/n), the children are watching!" felix said as he covered seungmin's eyes with one hand and jeongin's eyes with the other. you couldn't help but break the kiss off as you laughed.

hyunjin was so embarrassed but he didn't care as he met you for another kiss, shameless in his actions. earning a gasp from almost everyone on set but not caring about the eyes that were watching. he loved you so much and he didn't want to be ashamed of showing it anymore. 

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[dreamescapeswriting]

Smutober Day 29 ~ Praise ~ Lee Minho [M]

WORD COUNT: 0.4k

PAIRING: Minho x Fem!Reader  

GENRE: established relationships, minors DNI, praise kink, overstimulation, mentions of multiple orgasm,

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - Smutober 2023

⤜MASTERLIST

"You're taking it so well baby," Minho cooed as he looked at you, his praises made your focus shift back to him as you let out a defeated moan. You were completely fucked at this point and you were almost sure you were at the end of no return,.

"Just one more, you can do it. You're already doing so well baby." You shook your head at him, whimpering as he curled his fingers into that same spot inside of you over and over again. Just like he'd been doing for god knows how long now, but he was drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you and now you were a mess beneath his touch.

"I can't, Minnie...I-I can't," You were too far gone, every touch, kiss and breath of his air felt like too much to you and you knew you couldn't go again.

"You can baby, you've done such a good job," His praises inched you to keep going as you looked at him, whimpering as you pouted your lips out a little.

"Does it feel good?" He watched you as he curled his fingers inside of you again, your body twitching beneath his touch.

"S-So good," Minho smirked as he watched you, he knew you could handle this and he would never push you through something he didn't think you could handle.

"You're so pretty when you cum for me baby, I can't help but make you do it again and again for me." You whined and wriggled beneath his touch, your eyes fluttering shut as you called out his name again.

"You're always such a good girl for me." He pressed a soft kiss below your ear, he always knew your weak spot was being praised. There was nothing you loved more than being praised, all he would have to do was whisper how you were his "good girl" and you'd be a puddle at his feet.

"I could watch you forever, I love you so much."

"I-I love you too...C-Close." You warned him as he continued to fuck his fingers into you, your legs feeling like jelly as you looked up at him with pleading eyes,

"You can cum for me baby," He tells you before the orgasm hit you like a wave, your body jerked a little and you screamed his name out.

"Just like that...Oh yes, baby, such a good fucking girl." He groaned watching as you began squirting against his fingers, your back arched away from the bed as you whimpered loudly. 

"Minnie." You whispered as he reached for a warm cloth, gently running it between your legs and cleaning you up a little.

"Yes?" He whispered back just as softly, glancing at you as you smiled weakly at him.

"I love you," You yawned a little, your eyes struggling to stay open with how hard he'd worked you and Minho smiled at himself, wiping the sweat off your head.

"Love you too, angel."

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[feelbokkie]

Random texts with bf!Minho

☀️Feelbokkie M.list☀️

genre: fluff, angst if you squint, slight crack

pov: 1st/2nd person (depends on how you view it)

description: random text with your boyfriend Minho (some texts are inspired by pinterest)

pairing: minho x reader

warnings: swearing

word count: n/a

screenshot count: 9

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[luvyeni]

❛CUPID AND HIS ANGEL❜ ( l. know )

💬nia's notes: i seen the shoot and got hella inspired.

p. cupid!leeknow x angel!reader w. 2.5k+

warnings? yandere themes, corruption kink, talks of blood, oral (m. receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, breeding kink, poor knowledge of greek mythology ( like zesus should strike me down), leeknow is referred to as both lk and cupid.

— 𖦹 ( youre lee knows precious angel, and he'll be damned if he shoots his arrow into your hear for anyone but himself ) !

“she is a beauty, isn’t she?” lee know stared at the photo in front of him, ready to snap his bow and arrows in half. “she isn’t a goddess by any means, just a mere angel, but she’s special.” he knew who you were, he’d been watching you since you arrived here in olympus, he already claimed you as his. “you want me to use my arrows on a useless angel?”

he didn’t mean to be so harsh, but if this male angel found out he also had an eye out on you, he’d surely try and start a war over it – and lee know didn’t bother for another war, nor did he wish bloodshed, but he’d spill the angels blood all over olympus if it meant you’d be his alone – plus the angel would never win against lee know, he was a god of course, but that wouldn’t stop him, male angels are very prideful. “please, i’ll pay you a generous amount.” lee know smiled, tapping the table. “of course.” the angel put the sack of gold on the table, lee know scooped up the bag, putting it in his pocket. “good day to you.” he turned to walk away. “so you’ll do it?” he turned back facing the angel. “consider it already done, i’ll inform you when it will take place.” he smirked walking out of the establishment.

of course he wasn’t gonna do it, no way was he gonna let you be taken from him by some lowly angel, no you deserved more than that – you deserved to be treated like the goddess you really were, spoiled with many jewels and dresses, to eat the best foods… you deserved to be with him, he could give you all that and more.

of course, he already knew where you hung out, in the fields with the other angels, he’d often watch you picking flowers, your wings fluttering behind you, perfect for him. “hi my precious little angel.”

you turned around to face the voice, with a smile, it was your friend leeknow, you smiled running over to him. “hi cupid.” you teased, he smiled, patting your head. “i told you to call me leeknow.” you chuckled. “i know, but i like teasing you.” you were so cute, so unaware of the explicit things he thought about doing to you. “are you here to stay or are you gonna go make people fall in love today.” he shook his head, he only had one person he was gonna make fall in love today – and she was standing right in front of him. “no i’m just here to watch you today, make sure you’re being the good angel i know you are.” he took a flower from your pile. “(y/n), come!” your friend called for you. “go little angel, i’ll be here when you’re done.”

he sat down watching you run over to your friend who wanted to show you something in the grass, probably a animal or something – he didn’t mind, he had business to attend to. pulling out his trusty bow, along with a single love arrow, he waited for yours and your friend to be far enough so you’d be to look at him first, but you won’t see him shoot you, before aiming the arrow, making sure to wait for the exact moment – lord knows that if he shot your friend by accident he’d sure end up killing them, he didn’t want anyone else but you, and was willing to do anything, and he couldn’t have that if he has a stupid little angel floating around here actually thinking he’d love them, no all his love was for you.

once you were in the right place, he wasted no time, letting the arrow go, shoot right in the heart, right where it needed to be. he saw you stumble, meaning the arrow did hit you – making direct eye contact with him. he smiled, and just as he planned, you dropped the flowers, waving goodbye to your friend, running over to him. “you’re back my little angel.” you smiled, he seen the look in your eyes. “pretty little angel.” he held the flower he took from you, placing it behind your ear. “leeknow, i feel- shh, i know angel, let’s get you back to my castle okay?”

lee know was ecstatic, the magic from the arrow seemed to hit faster than anyone he ever shot before, you were all over him on the ride back, to the point he had to hold your wrist down to keep you from unbuckling his pants, “angel stop it.” he sighed as you pressed warm kisses to his neck. you pouted, whining. “but why, i just want to show you that i love you so much.” he smiled, this is exactly what you wanted. “yeah? you love me?” you nodded. “yup, so so much.” he chuckled. “and i love you too angel, but you have no clue what you’re doing, just wait a little while longer, and i’ll show you exactly how you can show me how much you love me.”

as soon as you touched the inside of your castle he was taking you to his chambers, not even caring to explain to the maids, close his door, leaving you both alone. you rushed to kiss him, he finally allowed you to, it was messy, due to your lack of knowledge of how to kiss someone or do anything in a sexual nature at in general. he pulled away grabbing both your cheeks. “calm down my little angel, you don’t even know what you’re doing.” he chuckled. “let me guide you, okay? i’ll give you anything you want, just submit to me.”

Your body finally calm down some, he smiled. “good girl, now undress for me.” you untied the string of your dress, that was tied around your neck, letting it fall, uncovering your boobs, the cold air hitting your nipples. “perfect, my perfect little angel.” he brought his hands up to your nipples, pinching them, you whimpered at the sensation. “sensitive baby.”

he sat down in the chair, patting his lap. “come here pretty.” you moved to where here was, standing in between his legs. “be my sweet little angel and get on your knees for me.” you obeyed, sinking down on your knees, looking up at him. “good little angel, listen so well for me.” he caressed your face, the lovesick look in your eyes making him smile. “gonna do whatever i ask you, be a good angel for me.” you nodded. “anything.”

he let your face go, sitting back to unbuckle his slacks, pulling them down along with his underwear, his cock slapping again his abdomen, his hissed at the cold air. “are you hurt?” your eyes filled with worry, he let out a dry laugh. “no angel, i’m fine.” he groaned, stroking his cock in front of your face. “you want to show me how much you love?, prove to cupid how much you love him?” you nodded. “i do.”

he grabbed the base of his cock, bringing it to your pink glossy lips. “open for me angel.” you slowly parted your lips, he slid his cock into your mouth, moaning as he guided you down his length. “there we go angel, keep going, don’t use your teeth.” you took as much as you could, until his tip hit the back of your throat. “pretty girl, my cock is too big for your little mouth.”

you shook your head, desperate to please him, you tried to take him further down, gagging around his length. “you really want to please me little angel, you took me all the way.” he threw his head back as you worked your mouth up and down, eventually getting the hang of it. “sh-shit you’re a natural angel.” the god was losing his mind, the way your mouth worked on his cock, he had to grip the chair to keep from grabbing your head, fucking up into your mouth – not wanting to frighten you during your first time, plus you both had all the time in the world, both of you being immortal, he had all the time in the world to fuck your face, teach you and corrupt you even more than he was about to.

“fuck angel, angel i’m about to cum.” he groaned. “wanna cum in your mouth okay? gonna fill your mouth with my cum.” you hummed, he grabbed the back of your head, pushing it down until your nose poked his pubic bone. “breath through your nose angel.” he groaned out, stilling your head. “ngh, fuck angel, i’m cumming!” his cock twitched before you felt his warm cum hit the back of your throat. “mhm shit, take all my cum love.” he cursed, his cum filling your mouth.

he finally released your head; you coughed, spit and cum wetting your lips as you caught your breath. “did i do well?” your voice was scratchy due to his previous assault, he smiled at your need to please him – even though he was the cause of it. “yeah angel, you did good.” he said grabbing your cheek, wiping the cum from your lips. “now it’s time for me to show you how much i love you now.”

he helped you up, guiding you to the bed. “lay down angel.” you complied, laying down, your wings spread behind you, your skin glowing, you were truly a beauty. “such a pretty creature.” he lifted the skirt of your dress up on your waist, your white panties on display. “so fucking pretty angel.” he kissed your navel. “spread your legs for me angel.”

he sat on his knees between your legs, the wet spot in the middle of your panties, proving your arousal. “look at the mess you made angel, you love me that much?” he rubbed you through your panties. “leeknow.” you whimpered, your eyes widened at the noise that so easily came out of your mouth. “it’s normal sweet angel, it’s just you showing how much you love me.” he moved your panties to the side, your cunt soaked with your juices. “look so sweet angel, gonna let have a taste later.” it didn’t sound like a question, and lee know didn’t mean it as either, he would spend the rest of eternity in between your legs, but he was equally as desperate to fuck you, his cock swelled just at the thought. he pushed a finger into your hole, you whimpered out his name in reaction. “that feels nice angel?” you nodded. “i’ll let it slide this once angel, but when i speak to you, you use your words, okay?” he pressed a second finger at your hole. “you want another?”

“pl-please.” you moaned as he added the second finger, using his thumb to rub your clit. “sweet angel your little cunt is squeezing my fingers like crazy.” he said. “you’re barely taking them, how can you take me cock if you can’t even take my fingers.” you whined. “i-i can, i promise.”he smiled, speeding up his movements, curling his fingers. “you gotta cum on my fingers first then, gotta open you up to take my cock.”

you felt something, your thighs began to tremble, your legs trying to close around leeknows wrist, but he held them open. “s-something- shh let it out angel, this is a good thing, that means you’re about to cum, be a good angel and cum all over my fingers.” on his word, you felt yourself release, cumming on his hand. “le-leeknow.” your body convulsed as he worked you through your orgasm, pulling his fingers out, bringing them to his lips. “oh fuck angel, you taste so good.” he groaned, tapping on your sticky clit.

“you ready for cock angel?” he rubbed his length on your folds, your juices coating his cock. “y-yes.” your whimpers turned into a loud moan as he slowly entered you, the tip of his cock alone stretching your cunt. “leeknow.” he sighed, his cock sinking into your cunt, your walls gripping him like vice. “fu-fuck angel, your cunt is squeezing me like crazy.” he grunted. “relax your pretty cunt for me, let me in.” he slowly moved his hips, taking his cock out, pushing back in.

you were a mess as he slowly moved inside you, the uncomfortable feeling slowly subsiding, turning into pure pleasure. “m-more.” that’s all he needed to speed up his movements, your moans bouncing off the walls of his chambers as he fucked you. “that’s it angel, take all of my cock.” his hand toyed with your nipples, pinching them.

you felt like you were floating, the tip of his cock slamming into your cervix. “are you going dumb on my cock already angel?” he chuckled. “it’s okay love, i’ll be right here, your love will be here when you come back.” he lifted your hips fucking deeper into you.

“fu-fuck angel, gonna make you my wife.” he grunted. “give you everything you deserve.” he promised. “no one will ever be able to harm you.” you listened to his confession, unable to speak. “sh-shit you’re clenching so tight around me, gonna cum aren’t you, tell me you love me first, i want to hear you say it.” he grabbed your chin. “i-i love you, i love you so much.” you mustered out. “lee-leeknow i’m gonna cum!” you screamed.

“cum for me angel, cum for me so i can fill your little cunt with my cum.” his words alone made you yell out his name as you came, your thighs shaking. “fuck angel, you came so fast -shit- you want my cum that bad, want to have my children, give me a heir?” you nodded, wrapping your legs around his waist. “p-please.” his hips began to falter, his thrust becoming more messy. “fu-fuck angel, i’m gonna cum, gonna fill your pretty cunt up -ngh- fuckfuckfuck.” he cursed, his cum filling your cunt up. “take my cum, my little angel.”

your body laid there limp, your eyes fluttering close. “little angel are you sleepy, my cock made you that tired?” he chuckled as you nodded. “go ahead and sleep, i’ll clean your sweet body up.” that’s all you heard before you drifted off to sleep.

“you cannot enter cupids chambers right now he is-.” his door swung open, lee knows eyes opened, the angry angel making his way in. “you bastard! you’re a thief and a crook.” he yelled at the god, you can tell he was angry, because not even a prideful angel would dare do what he was doing. “you stole my gold and my angel.”

your eyes opened due to the commotion. “leeknow?” leeknows eyes darken upon hearing your voice. “you woke up my little angel with all your yapping.” he said. “your angel? she’s supposed to be mine!” the angel yelled. “enough of this.” leeknow belted. “why would i need your gold? you’re a lowlife.”he scoffed, the angel stood there fuming. “now get the fuck out before i have you killed, you’re scaring my wife.” with a snap of his fingers, two guards came in dragging the male out. “who was that?”

he turned to you, starring up at him. “just a upset customer, don’t worry about you’ll never see him again.” he dipped under the blanket, kissing your thighs. “wh-what are you doing?” you stuttered.

“gonna eat my little angels pretty pussy.”

©LUVYENI

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[taeminsung]

all i want..

pairing: minho x reader

summary: sometimes all minho does is think about you.

a/n: a fluffy minho because I needed it in my life. please enjoy ♡

The dull roar of the engines plagued Minho’s head as he struggled to get comfortable in the seat trying his best to not disturb a sleeping Seungmin. The post tour fatigue managed to settle into every nook and cranny it could find within his body. His eye lids left like sandpaper rubbing his eyes each time he blinked, struggling to keep himself awake long enough to hopefully not be jet lagged when they landed. A hand gently bumped his head and a phone with low light was shoved in his face displaying the artwork for one of his current favorite songs. Letting his eyes travel from the screen up the arm of the owner of the phone, he could not help but let the small smile break out under his mask at the little dance Changbin was doing next to him. Silently, he cursed at himself for playing the song in the hotel with Changbin because he had to immediately explain why he knew all the lyrics to an almost fully English song.

Finally adjusting enough to be somewhat comfortable, Minho grabbed his headphones and navigated to the playlist filled with the songs he knew every word to. Seungmin’s head settled on his shoulder and Minho took the opportunity to let his head rest of top of his younger member’s head. Slowly he scrolled through the wide range of songs trying to cultivate a queue. The only problem was trying to pick an order to the songs because there was a fondness to every single one.

Pressing play, he let the music wash out the loud noises of the world around him as his mind drifted to you. The moment he allowed for his heavy eye lids to close, images of you started playing in his mind like an old movie. He watched the memories unfold, lips constantly trying to pull his tired muscles into another smile. As one song faded out so did the attached memory only to be replaced with the next moment as a new song started up. Minho knew that you had curated the playlist to have this exact effect, but he still could not believe how perfectly it worked. They captured a memory, a date, or was a song you or he loved. His heart fluttered whenever he saw that a new song was added because it meant that you were thinking about him in that moment and wanted to share some message with him.

To him, it screamed, all I think about is you. Something he loved dearly.

During the tour, he spent way too much time thinking about you. His photo album was currently filled with so many things that he couldn’t wait to show you, from funny pictures of the members, to cool things in all the cities they had visited the months he was away from home, from you. At some point, he mindlessly pulled up the photo album he started of either just pictures he’d taken of you or photos that the boys snuck whenever you were around them. Swiping through each photo slowly, he couldn’t help the shaky breath that filled his lungs and found it impossible to not let his shoulders shift as he exhausted. Finally, he discovered a photo that was taken without either of you knowing. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes at the way the simple photo displayed the way he never got to see you.

Wordlessly, Minho studied the way you looked at him while he was looking at something to the right of the camera. What felt like someone squeezing his heart released the tears into Seungmin’s hair as Minho completely understood why all the members always said that they could see the love you had for him written in your eyes. He really did not understand why you had fallen for him, especially when there was days and months that went by where he couldn’t prioritize you first. He hated to admit that he was jealous of the night and that it got to spend each one with you while he couldn’t. It was a jealously that he knew could only be ended when he returned to you.

Desperately he wanted to curl into you, smelling the lingering perfume that soaked into your skin.

Gently a hand closed around his free hand, letting him know that while Seungmin was barely awake, he would be there for him no matter what. His younger member had heard the words he let slip into the world after a long day, words he immediately regretted because he watched the way your perfect smile dropped off your face. So quickly he tried to take them back only to be met with you finding a bad excuse to get off the phone and not call him back the rest of the night. Darkness had descended into him heart and he couldn’t shake the feeling that there might be no winning you back after the elongated time of being apart. So, he settled for staring at that picture of you until the wheels of the plane touched down.

Rain clouds filled the sky and water droplets drifted across the windows as they made their way back to the dorms. Minho’s thoughts again found their way back to you, wondering what you were doing. Slowly, the bubbling jealousy of how the rain might be falling upon your skin because it was closer than his hands had been in months. His fingers worked out message after message to only be deleted, never finding the right words, or gathering enough courage to send anything more than he did letting you know that he had landed. Black engulfed his vision as his eyes closed.

What if you were already gone?

Trudging his way to his room, mumbling responses to the already forgotten questions of those around him, he couldn’t stop the way he felt like his heart was sinking into his stomach. The needle pricking thought of what if you were better off with someone new danced in the darkness of his mind as he shook his head forcefully trying to erase the thought before it could be planted into something else. More sleep and perhaps a shot of something would help muster up the courage he needed to head over to your place and beg you for forgiveness. Maybe he would swing by your favorite coffee shop and florist to grab something special.

Throwing open the door to his room and immediately closing it, he was met with you standing next to his bed, frozen like a deer in headlights. Minho noted the way his room felt oddly different, like something was just slightly out of place in his clean room. He watched the soft smile that pulled at the corner of your lips while you dropped leebit onto his bed, pulling the sleeves of his missing sweatshirt down to cover your hands as they reached out to indicate him to come closer.

Instantly, he wrapped you into his arms letting his face get buried in the soft spot on your neck, letting your presence wash over him. You were the sunlight driving out the darkness that had tried to creep in. A safe place to return to after rough waters. The never-ending calm occurred when he could see you. Warmth radiated from you in every way possible. Adjusting the way he held you, planting a kiss to your forehead and the top of your head, he settled his chin on the top of your head, giving his curiosity what it wanted as he reviewed his room. It took a few seconds longer than he would ever admit to you, but there it was, a new photo frame sitting near his bed filled with that ever so perfect photo he couldn’t stop staring at on the plane.

A moment of clarity struck him. It was you, only ever you.

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[blu-joons]

Whipped ~ Lee Minho

The eyes of all the boys were on Minho as he finally showed up to the studio, each one of them ready to question him as he showed up almost half an hour late, uncharacteristic for him.

“Why are you here so late?” Chan asked as Minho quickly took off his jacket, placing his bag down with the rest of the boys’. “We’ve all been waiting for you wondering when you’d get here.”

Minho smiled weakly around at them all, scratching over the back of his neck. “Y/N’s car broke down and she had no way of getting to work. I had to go and help her; do you know how mad her boss would have been if she had showed up late? He’s so unforgiving.”

The boys all knew that they should have known that it would be down to you as to why Minho was so late. He just couldn’t help himself but to do anything for you, even to save yourself from being late, he was happy to make himself late instead and face the wrath of the boys.

“You are so whipped,” Jeongin teased as Minho passed him by, “if Y/N had trouble opening a food wrapper then you’d be round her house and opening it up for her.”

Minho’s head shook, but the other boys all nodded, knowing just how whipped Minho was for you. He had been from the very start of your relationship, finding himself wanting to do things for you without even having to think, acting on impulse knowing it was the right thing to do.

He knew that the time could be made up at the studio, but it couldn’t be made up for you, the only reasons he needed to know what to do when you called.

“You only do these sorts of things for people that you love,” Hyunjin remarked as Minho sat down with the rest of the boys to start going through what they needed to do for the day.

“We’ve not said I love you yet,” Minho suddenly informed them, surprising them all. “Both of us just want to wait until the time feels right, I don’t want to end up saying it too soon.”

The boys couldn’t believe what they were hearing, everyone who watched your relationship from the outside knew exactly how in love the two of you were.

“You don’t do the things that you do unless you love someone,” Seungmin prompted Minho, “are you really going to tell us that you don’t love Y/N just yet.”

“Of course, I love her,” Minho replied without even having to think, “but just because I love her doesn’t mean that Y/N wants to hear it from me yet. Things are going so well between the two of us, I don’t want to end up seeing that be messed up.”

“Isn’t it obvious that Y/N loves you too?” Changbin asked him, “why would she rely on you when her car is broken down or when she needs someone to do a favour for her?”

“Maybe she’s just being friendly, she probably feels obliged to come to me.”

A hand coming around the back of his head quickly snapped Minho out of his bubble of pity. “Pull yourself together and see that the two of you love each other,” Jisung warned him.

“Why did you have to hit me?” Minho frowned, bringing his hand against the back of his head, “you could have just told me that instead.”

Unlike Minho, the boys were glad that Jisung had hit him, hoping to knock some sense into him. They couldn’t believe how oblivious he was to what was going on between the two of you, as both of you seemed to be too fearful to say those three special words, despite how obvious both of your feelings were.

“If you were stuck in trouble, who would you call first?” Felix asked Minho, taking a bit more of a calmer approach that Jisung had done.

“I would call Y/N, she knows the answer to everything,” Minho immediately replied, “it’s scary sometimes just how smart her brain is too.”

“There’s your answer,” Felix waved back at him, “why do you call Y/N first? Not because she’s smart, although that helps, you call her because she’s the person that you love, like you are for her.”

Minho’s lips pursed together as what the boys were trying to tell him began to make a bit more sense to him. He relied on you, and you relied on him, things that couples always did when they were with one another.

“Are you beginning to see it?” Chan asked him, nudging against Minho’s side, “I mean all you do is talk about Y/N anyway.”

He tried to protest, but before Minho had the chance to, he was shut down by everyone else. Several mimics came from around him as the boys impersonated things that they had heard Minho say, making sure that they proved their point.

“Just admit that you love her,” Hyunjin pleaded with him, “mainly so that we don’t have to listen to you groan on about how great Y/N is any longer.”

Minho’s head slowly nodded in reply to him, “you guys are right, all the time I’ve worried about things when all along I should have told Y/N that I love her.”

“Where are you going?” Seungmin called out as Minho stood up.

He stepped back from the group and towards where the bags were, opening his up. His hand reached in and buried down to the bottom of his bag where his car keys had been thrown in, pulling them back out again and placing them into his back pocket, much to the confusion of the boys all around him.

“Y/N needs to know that I love her,” he told them all, changing direction towards the door to the studio. “I can’t leave her waiting any longer to know that I love her, she needs to know this right away guys.”

“What about work? You’ve already wasted our time this morning.”

“I’ll be quick,” he promised as Chan reminded him of the fact that he had already shown up late this morning. “Y/N’s workplace isn’t too far from here, I’ll even by lunch to say sorry for showing up late to work this morning.”

The boys quickly knew that they weren’t going to be able to stop Minho, he had a plan in mind, and he was determined to see it through.

“What about Y/N’s boss? I thought you said he was horrible?” Jeongin called out as he tried to find an excuse to keep Minho at work so that they could finally get something done. “He’ll be mad at you showing up.”

“Screw him,” Minho laughed, “I’m not letting that stupid old man get in the way of me telling Y/N that I love her.”

He had a spring in his step as he kept backing towards the door, feeling his heart race. Minho couldn’t believe how much time he had wasted worrying about feelings, but not anymore, this time his mind was made up.

“Be quick,” Changbin reminded him as Minho excitedly looked back at them all, “if we have to stay here until late tonight because of you, they’ll be a price to pay.”

“I’m going, I’m going,” Minho excitedly told them all, “I’ll tell you guys all about what happened when I get back too.”

“We’ve got work to do,” Jisung yelled out, much louder than the others had been, “we can’t spend all day talking about Y/N.”

“You might not want to, but I do,” Minho smirked back at him, “I’ll tell you all about it especially Ji.”

“Just hurry up and get out of here!”

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[mykoreanlove]

how to tame a cat

“Come on, baby. Please. Please let me fuck you. I’m just- I’m just sticking in the tip.”

Minho stood in front of you, agitated.

Normal people used to talk about their problems and figure them out in a healthy manner, but you two were different.

Minho thought it was funny making you jealous with the whore from the convenience store, whereas you thought it was funny punishing him by withholding sex for two weeks.

“Doesn’t work that way, Min.”

You were so good at this, standing firm in your opinion. Even when he came closer and filled your nose with his musky scent, you were able to withstand the temptation. His lips brushed your ear as he whispered the dirtiest things. “What? Don’t you want me? Don’t you want this dick?”

Minho grabbed your delicate hand and placed it over his hard bulge, making you gulp. “See, I know what a good little whore you are, baby. Let me fuck you just the way you like it. Let me make you gasp and whimper and moan. Come on, baby.”

“Should have thought about that when you were flirting with the bitch downstairs, Min.”

A soft chuckle left his lips, eliciting goosebumps all over your body.

“You didn’t like that? Didn’t that make you want me even more, y/n?”

That little shit. You pushed him away from you and glanced at him.

“You think it’s funny toying with my emotions like that?”

Minho grew frustrated and whined in annoyance.

“Y/N, come on. What do you want me to do? Beg? Yeah alright, I beg.”

He fell to his knees and looked up at you.

“Please baby. Please. Please let me fuck your sweet, little pussy. Let me stretch it out and fill you up with my cum. Let me make your legs shake, so that you can’t walk tomorrow. Don’t you like that? Don’t you like it when my cum is running down your thighs and I’m pushing it right back in with my fingers?”

Your pussy clenched just hearing all this – and he knew. But you had to stay strong.

“I know you’re thinking about it. Fantasizing about it. If you just let me-“. He wiggled his way to you and placed his head on your crotch, taking in your scent. "God, you smell so delicous, y/n." Minho pushed against you while his hands grabbed your ass.

“I can feel how wet you are through your jeans, baby. Stop fighting me. Allow me to make you feel good. Come on.”

Your hands grabbed his long hair and pulled forcefully, making him moan in pleasure. Minho looked up at you with glistening eyes; he was so hard for you that it was painful to bear.

“Min”, you whispered seductively as you lowered your head. “Yes? Is my beautiful queen finally giving in? Are you done rebelling?”

You placed your lips on his and lingered for a moment, allowing him to make a move. His tongue entered you forcefully and you shared a passionate kiss before you took a step back.

He looked at you with bewilderment, not understanding why you stopped. It was cute seeing him like that – in pain, just like you were when he flirted with that bitch in front of your eyes.

Your hand caressed his cheek and he leaned into your touch.

“Do you want me?”, you whispered lusciously.

He nodded eagerly.

“Do you want to fuck me brainless?”

He nodded even more aggressive.

“Do you want this?” You squeezed your pussy right in front of his nose.

Minho wasn’t able to form a sentence anymore, but his eyes gave him away. He was ready to devour you – all of you.

A sly smirk formed on your lips as you pushed him away from you and turned around to leave.

“Fuck you, Min.”

part 2

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