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blu-joons · 2 years

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When He Can’t Get Hold Of You After An Argument ~ Monsta X Reaction

Shownu:

“Finally,” Hyunwoo sighed in relief as yet another attempt to call you finally got accepted.

“What do you want?” You frowned, sitting down on one of the benches in the park, feeling the anger resurface as soon as you heard his voice.

Unlike you, Hyunwoo was calm, only worried about you. “Why are you ignoring me Y/N? I know you’re upset with me, but would it be so bad for you to just let me know that you’re safe.”

“What did you expect to happen? I’ve only been out of the house for an hour?” You quizzed, not quite as over things as Hyunwoo.

He could hear in your voice how agitated you still were too. “Anything could happen, you know how busy it can be sometimes.”

“I’m alright, so can I just hang up now?”

“When are you coming home?”

“I don’t know Hyunwoo,” you sighed, running a hand through your hair, “I’m in the middle of a walk, and doing a lot of thinking whilst walking too.”

His head nodded, although you couldn’t see, “will you keep me updated? Maybe let me know when you’re coming home at least?”

“I’ll try and remember to text you, promise.”

Minhyuk:

“What’s wrong?” Changkyun asked as he watched Minhyuk rush out of his room at the dorm.

“Has Y/N come home yet?” Minhyuk nervously questioned him and Kihyun, only for their heads to both shake back to him, looking around the room.

Both of them could see how worried Minhyuk was as he paced around the room. “Are you expecting Y/N to be home by now?” Kihyun asked him, tapping the space beside him for Minhyuk to sit.

“We had a bit of an argument, but it was ages ago, and I’ve not heard anything from her,” Minhyuk told them, his voice shaky.

The two of them both sat nice and close to him, “she probably just needs a bit of time, let’s give her until the hour to come home.”

“What do we do if she’s not come home then?”

“We’ll go out and look.”

“You guys don’t need to do that,” Minhyuk told them both, but they both quickly shushed him, admittedly a little worried about where you were too.

Changkyun wrapped his arm around him, “we can’t have you nervously waiting for Y/N all night long, we’ll find her somewhere.”

“Thank you, I really appreciate your help.”

Kihyun:

“I thought I might find you here,” Kihyun gently smiled as he sat down beside you by the water.

“What are you doing?” You sighed as Kihyun shuffled towards you, keeping a small distance between you both, sensing you were still mad.

His smile was weak as you looked across at him, “I didn’t know where you were or what you were doing, but usually when you’re upset this is the spot that you come to for a while.”

“I didn’t want to be found, I wanted some space,” you tried to tell Kihyun, but his shoulders shrugged in reply to you.

He felt like he’d given you enough space already. “I did try to text you, but you didn’t reply, what else was I supposed to do?”

“Were you really that worried about me Ki?”

“Of course, I always care Y/N.”

“I know,” you whispered, allowing yourself to relax around Kihyun. “I didn’t think you’d come out and look for me, not at this time of night too.”

His head shook in reply, “I couldn’t stay at the dorm any longer without you there, not knowing if you were safe or in any danger.”

“I’m alright, just enjoying the view.”

Hyungwon:

“Don’t ever do that to me again,” Hyungwon told you as soon as his arms wrapped around you.

“Get off me,” you told him, trying your best to push him away, but Hyungwon was far too strong to be able to even give you the chance to move away.

His head shook, as his grip got tighter around you. “I don’t care about arguing or fighting. I’ve never been so terrified in my life Y/N, why didn’t you answer my calls or just text me even?”

“Because my phone is on the table over there,” you told him, pointing to where your phone was on the coffee table in the room.

Hyungwon’s eyes rolled as he looked across too, “I should have come and looked for it rather than just sitting up in the bedroom all confused.”

“Do you really think I’d ignore you on purpose?”

“I don’t know, you seemed mad.”

“I am mad,” you corrected, “you said some horrible things to me earlier, maybe if I did have my phone on me, I still would have chosen to just ignore you.”

Hyungwon’s arms dropped down to his sides, “don’t say that Y/N. You have no idea how worried I was about you.”

“I guess that makes us even then.”

Jooheon:

“What are you playing at?” Jooheon yelled down the phone as soon as you answered the call.

“You’re not Minhyuk,” you sighed, picking up the call thinking that you were going to speak to Min, only to hear a different voice on the end of the line.

A sigh came from you as Jooheon’s voice got louder down the other end of the line. “Why aren’t you replying to me Y/N? I’m trying to make sure that you’re safe and you just decide to scare me.”

“I don’t want to speak to you right now,” you tried to tell Jooheon, “did you not think that there was a reason as to why I didn’t answer?”

A sigh escaped from Jooheon too, “but why couldn’t you just reply and say that you’re alright, did I really wind you up that much to not do that for me?”

“You hurt me, I tried to tell you that Jooheon.”

“But I wasn’t listening, right?”

“Exactly,” you frowned, resting your head in your hand, “I tried to talk to you earlier, so I didn’t see any point trying to talk to you now when you had paid no attention.”

Another sigh came from him, “can’t you just come back home now so that we can talk about this, somewhere warm too?”

“I’ll turn around now and head home.”

I.M:

“Why would you do this to me?” Changkyun asked you as soon as he heard the front door open.

“Do what?” You quizzed as his hands came against your shoulders, shaking you gently. As he did, you could see the panic that was in Changkyun’s eyes.

His heart was racing as he looked over you closely, “why didn’t you answer my calls, or just reply to one of my texts? Why did you try and frighten me by just ignoring me at this time of night Y/N?”

“Relax,” you tried your best to tell him, “my phone was buried in the bottom of my bag, I didn’t hear it ringing or buzzing.”

Changkyun’s head shook back across at you, “are you sure you weren’t just ignoring me because you were mad at me? Trying to wind me up some more?”

“No, I honestly didn’t hear it going Chang.”

“At least you’re home now.”

“I’m sorry if I frightened you,” you told him, placing your hand over his, “I didn’t mean to make you think that I was still mad at you by not answering your calls.”

His smile slowly turned up in your direction, “it doesn’t matter, your home, and you’re safe, they’re the most important things.”

“Come on, let’s talk about this properly.”

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little-chimchim · 3 years

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Monsta X Reaction to You Not Being a Great Cook

Shownu:

Poor baby

He’s the “Oh it’s great!” And force himself to eat your monstrosity of cooking

Would probably go weeks without telling you

Ate out when you were out of the house because he’d be that desperate for a good meal

But he didn’t want to hurt your feelings so he kept it a secret

Finally, when he was sick of “Peanut butter and jelly chicken”

(Whatever the hell it was)

He would bring it up very carefully

“Hey honey, I just think, that I uh-”

“Hyunwoo spit it out”

“I don’t like your cooking and I think we should work on it together”

His voice would be so soft and he’d have the uwu eyes uGH

You would laugh and kiss his cheek

“I’ve been wondering when you’d tell me...I can’t even eat my own food” You admitted.

The relief in this mans body the second you said that.

From then on you would cook the meals together

(Even though he’d do most of the work)

Minhyuk

AUDIBLE DISGUST

He wouldn’t have even taken a single bite before his face writhed in disgust

“You were going to feed me that???”

Acted as if you were trying to kill him

“Babe, it’s chicken and vegetables. There’s literally nothing wrong with it”

He would gag as he sniffed a piece of broccoli

“I can’t believe you’ve done this - it smells like death”

At this point the little asshole is just messing with you

Also at this point you were wondering how you wound up with a puppy as a boyfriend

“Minhyuk, eat it or don’t eat at all. Because we all know that you would burn water if given the opportunity”

Minhyuk laughed and ate the broccoli, winking as he did so

“Maybe it’s not so bad after all”

Kihyun:

You know this man wouldn’t even let you near the stove

The kitchen was his *zen* place

He would definitely get a little arrogant while cooking

“Can I make the rice?”

He would look at you as if you were speaking another language.

“You blew up a marshmallow in the microwave yesterday, are you sure you can handle the rice?”

When you nodded and confirmed that you’d be fine, he reluctantly let you.

Ten minutes and some burnt rice later, he was escorting you out of the kitchen.

“Come on, KI, it wasn’t that bad”

“You forgot to add water. There’s two ingredients with rice. Rice and WATER”

Your cooking was going to literally kill this man

“Now sit down and relax, I’ll finish dinner.”

After it was all said and done, Ki treated you to a nice dinner with unburnt rice.

Hyungwon

He had as many problems with your cooking as you would with his

It started as you both trying to do nice things for each other

But...you were both too freaked out to tell the other that their cooking was on a level of awful that even pigs wouldn’t eat it

Once you both figured out that you couldn’t cook...a game started

Every other night you would cook something awful

On purpose

Everything from chicken and whipped cream to *spicy cake*

This went on until one of you broke and admitted it

On one night especially, you had given Hyungwon food poisoning

I suppose fish, grape jelly, and onions was a bad move

So while Hyungwon was puking and curled into a ball, he finally admitted that you were a terrible cook

You grinned and rubbed his back, “I thought we were going to eat like that forever. I’m sorry I made you sick”

Hyungwon, with his signature little smile, chuckled, “So...what do you say to take out tomorrow?”

You leaned over and kissed his head, “Sounds like the best idea you’ve had.”

Jooheon:

Another baBY that didn’t want to hurt your feelings

He knew that you had been trying your best to cook dinner every night

And he appreciated everything you did...but he couldn’t eat macaroni for a sixth time in a row

So instead of coming up to you and telling you how much you suck at cooking

He went a *nicer* route

One night he came home and placed a piece of paper on the counter

“I signed us up for a couples cooking class - sounds fun doesn’t it?”

You looked between your macaroni and the sheet, frowning just a bit

“Is this you telling me that you don’t like my cooking?”

Jooheon, as confident as he thought he was, started stumbling over his words

“Uh, no, um, I just thought it’d be a fun thing to do together!”

You laughed and grabbed his hand, “I would love to. Now grab a plate, dinners done.”

He nodded to himself...only one more night of macaroni left

Though...he still loved it because you had made it

I.M.

So blunt that it shook you to the core

The first night you made dinner he didn’t even hesitate before telling you that your cooking sucked

“Well if it’s so bad, you cook from now on.”

“Fine”

Thus started the torturous few weeks of instant ramen, lunchables, and frozen pizza

“See, I can cook”

“Babe, we can’t eat this forever”

“Sure we can”

Eventually, after a couple more weeks, Changkyun finally came up to you, asking you to cook again

“What changed your mind?”

“My stomach has been hurting for five days straight.”

“WOW Who would have thought!!”

This time, Changkyun was more willing to eat your home cooked meals...which he gladly ate.

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crabsxdragons · 3 years

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Monsta X - Love Killa

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jaehd · 7 years

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07. girls your age. | shs

warnings; dirty talk, very slight verbal humiliation, mentions of voyeurism, mentions of cheating, clothed sex, unsafe sex, they drink but they’re not drunk, fem!reader, wonho has a big ego, slight angst towards the end, based on girls your age by transviolet

word count; 2541

a/n; pls read the warnings! i just love wonho. my mans. i also lov minhyuk this is fiction. this is gross always use condoms

You usually didn't like tequila, but tonight you did.

You were still in shock of what you had seen earlier that you weren’t even angry. You could have never imagined this, from Minhyuk of all people. He was always clingy with you, always telling you how much you meant to him. Imagine the shock on your face when you walked into your house to find Minhyuk cuddled up with some other girl in your bed.

Okay, maybe you were a little angry. But your anger was completely justified. You spent two years with a man who you thought loved and respected you only to be betrayed in the most brutal of ways.

The worst part was that Minhyuk didn't even seem bothered. When you first caught them, Minhyuk just looked at you. Even though his eyes held some sort of apologetic shine, he didn't try to explain himself. He didn't seem surprised. When you asked what was going on, he never replied. After staring at each other for a couple of minutes, you, in the angriest voice you’ve ever used with Minyuk, told him to leave. To never come back.

It was your apartment. Couldn't the bastard even be decent enough to fuck at the other girl's house or a public bathroom or something?

You almost couldn't stand being in your room anymore. Your house in general just felt emptier now, knowing that two years ended there. No fighting, no apologizing.

So, like any cliché newly single person would do, you went out. If Minhyuk could go around and sleep with whoever he wanted while in a relationship, you could do it out of one.

You looked good, you knew you did. The velvet choker adorning your neck didn't seem like too much of a deal to you but almost as soon as you stepped foot into the nightclub, you felt a few eyes trained directly on it.

You made a beeline straight for the bar, ordering a shot of tequila. You'd regret it later for sure, but later is later and right now you just wanted to forget feelings.

You felt his presence before you saw or heard him. An arm stretched past you to knock on the bar top a couple of times, alerting the bartender he needed something. You looked at the man's side profile, kind of in awe at the beauty in front of you. He was blonde, a little taller than you, and dressed way too fancy for a place like this. The man turned to look towards you, offering a charming smile to you.

"Hey there, babe." the man said. You twitched one of his eyebrows upwards.

"Do I know you?" you questioned.

"You do now. I'm Wonho, and you are?" the man replied without hesitation. You told him your name, only for Wonho to reply with something cheesy about how a beautiful name matched a beautiful face; too predictable. "What's a lovely lady like you doing in a place like this?"

You debated whether or not it was a turn off to spill your last 24 hours to a stranger at a nightclub, but fuck it. He asked. "An asshole boyfriend decided it wasn't working out anymore, so instead of being a normal person, he decided to sleep with someone I've never even seen before in my bed."

Wonho flinched at the harshness of your words, and how there seemed to be nothing but anger behind them. "Well, I hope that he's an asshole ex-boyfriend now. It's never good to stay in relationships like that babe." you nodded but never really answered.

The bartender was finally free to serve Wonho, "What do you want? It's on me." he said looking at you. On a normal day, you would've seen the man's offer as pity and told him to go fuck himself but right now, you were in no position to turn down a free drink from an attractive stranger.

"Shot of Vodka?" you said, but it sounded like a question. Wonho chuckled and ordered, getting the same thing.

You never acquainted himself with hard liquor. You were more of a red wine type of girl. When you tipped the shot back, you couldn't help the disgusted expression on your face. Wonho, on the other hand, downed it with ease and let out a satisfied sigh afterward. He giggled at your face, still scrunched up in distaste.

"Not a vodka person?"

"I am tonight." Wonho's smile has stayed genuinely persistent, his smile was innocent but his eyes held something more. You had one desired outcome, and it began and ended with the man in front of you making you forget about Minhyuk more than the alcohol has already done. You prayed that Wonho had wanted the same thing, but he was taking things slow.

"It's so crowded here now," you mumbled loud enough for Wonho to hear, hoping to move things along. Wonho hummed in agreement before getting an idea. You noticed the gears turning in his head and asked him what's wrong.

"They have private rooms in the back, you want to go back there? It beats staying here." There's what you were waiting on. You agreed, standing up from the bar stool and following Wonho away from the crowd. You didn't question why there were private rooms, how Wonho knew about them, or how he had access to them. Those answers weren't important right now.

The room wasn't far from the main area of the club. It wasn't too small, but it definitely wasn't big either. It was illuminated by the dim ceiling fan light from above. There was a couch pushed against the wall, and it looked like the cleanest thing in the entire place. You walked towards the couch and sat down, pleasantly surprised at the comfort. You looked up hearing the door shut, seeing Wonho stalk towards you. The smile was gone, replaced with a chilling smirk and his eyes held something akin to want.

You began to wonder if you were just imagining things. If you wanted the man so bad that your mind was playing games on you because when Wonho sat down, the silly smile was back. You wanted to scream.

"How long were you and your boyfriend together?" That wasn't an expected question. Wonho saw the surprise on your face at his question and quickly tried to explain himself. "I'm sorry, that was inappropriate. I was just curious."

"Two years," You said nonchalantly, staring at Wonho's face to gauge his reaction. He only nodded in response, getting quiet again. You were starting to miss the loudness of the main area.

"I guess it'd be hard to forget someone if it was that long." Wonho seemed to be talking to himself, but that didn't stop you from answering.

"That's why I'm here." You said, him immediately turning his head to look at you.

"That's good news for both of us, babe." The smirk was back, and it was the last thing you saw before the blonde leaned in to kiss you. You wanted to be surprised at the action, but you were just satisfied. You’d waited too long for this.

One of Wonho's hands were on your thigh while the other was slowly traveling the expanse of your torso. Your hands found themselves wound in the man's blonde hair, which you noted was unbelievably soft. Wonho's lips detached from your lips and started focusing on your neck. You had always been sensitive to touch, and now it was no different. Your eyes fluttered closed and you let out a pant. The blonde man's hands began running up your top, and you was quick to begin taking it off.

"What's the rush, babe?"

"I've been waiting for this for the last forty-five minutes. I don't want to wait nay longer." Wonho chuckled at your eagerness but ultimately decided to help speed things up. You, to make things easier for the both of you, moved to throw your leg over the other side on Wonho, sitting on his lap. You felt something begin to harden under him not too long after and smirked in pride. Wonho let out a groan when you rolled your hips and nipped at your collarbone.

"I've been waiting on this ever since I saw you and this damn choker."

"You like it?" Wonho hummed in approval. You began to unbutton the man's dress shirt, running your hands up and down just to feel your bare skin against his. His flesh was hot and you felt like you could feel every muscle under your fingertips harden when you rolled your hips a certain way.

Wonho brought his hand down, reaching under your already short skirt to push it up. His hand pushed itself lightly against where you needed him most. Enough to feel friction, but nowhere near enough. You let out a whimper, and it only served to fuel Wonho's ego.

"You're so pretty, babe." Wonho mused, still moving his hand on you. You were pliable, and every time Wonho's hand moved on you, you moved with it, in turn causing you to grind against him.

Wonho decided not to tease anymore and unzipped switched the use of his whole hand to only his thumb and two fingers. Your panties were pushed to the side roughly. and his thumb began working incessantly on your clit. His other two fingers were teasing around your opening, never quite going in.

“Please, please, please—” you were cut off by one of the two appendages entering you. His fingers were rough and calloused. He was fast with them but still nowhere near as fast as you needed him to be. You were practically dripping at the sensations he was bringing you.

He noticed that you were wet enough to add another finger, and so he did. He managed to keep a steady rhythm for as fast as you were making him go. He was making a rushed experience pleasurable, and that took skill.

You remembered that you never heard him lock the door earlier, and tried to remind him. “Wait—Wonho wait,” he stopped and looked you in the eyes, “you need to lock the door.”

“Let someone come in and see you. I bet you’d fucking love it if that boyfriend of yours came in and saw you getting pleasure from another man. I’m right aren’t I?” he quipped. His words rang through your head you imagined the scenario, not being able to hold in your moans as his fingers were still restlessly thrusting in and out of you.

“Please, Wonho,” you begged, not really sure of what you wanted.

“What? What do you need babe? Tell me. I can’t help you if you won’t tell me.” His fingers slowed, causing you to buck against his hand in an attempt to regain the friction. “Talk, Y/N. Tell me what you need babe.”

“Fuck me, please, I need it so bad,” you begged hoping it would be enough. His fingers sped up but you knew that he knew that’s not what you wanted— what you needed. “No, no, with your cock. Please.” you continued to beg. He was thoroughly enjoying your act, but even he knew that this couldn’t last forever.

He had still been dressed saved for his unbuttoned shirt. You reached down to undo his belt, hands fumbling at the simple task that seemed so complex right then. He began to help, and only then were you able to successfully get it out of the way. You did, however, manage to unbutton his slacks and pull down his zipper all by yourself.

You pushed his briefs down, his cock springing up out of its confines. For the second time that night, you stared in awe at him. He wasn’t too long but he made up in girth.

“Babe, I’m not sure if I can wait long enough to get you and I undressed. I need to be inside you right now.” Both of you still had your bottoms on, something you weren’t even aware of until he said something.

You agreed, but not with words. You agreed by the way you took his cock in your grasp and slid down on it slowly. He let out a moan and threw his head back. You couldn’t even bring yourself to make noise at all, it was almost too much pleasure. You had only slept with one man in the last two years, you forgot that sex didn’t feel the same with everyone.

His hands found their way to your hips, immediately gripping hard as soon as he felt flesh. He wasn’t going to let you set your own pace, and you had no complaints. He lifted you up, bringing you back down and lifting his hips up at the same time to meet your body each time. He was rough and it was just what you needed.

You were in immense pleasure and it didn’t go unnoticed by him.

“Two years huh? You wasted two years with a loser like that. Could he fuck you this good? I bet he couldn’t. I bet it takes a lot to make you satisfied. Someone like him can’t handle fucking someone like you.” Wonho was speaking like he knew Minhyuk. His words mixed with his actions, him thrusting fervently into you, his hands creating bruises on your hips, it was all too much.

He kept his hands firmly supporting you as he lifted you up, never quite completely taking his cock out of you, and laying you down on the couch. He threw one of your legs over his shoulder, the new angle allowing him to hit even deeper than before. Both of you moaned way too loudly. Anyone walking past the door was sure to hear you.

He began driving into you again, this time with only one hand resting on your hip. His other hand moved towards your center, his thumb returning to draw circles on your clit.

You were getting closer by the second and you could tell he was too. You were feeling far too much, and Wonho’s thumb was only getting faster.

“I—” you couldn’t even finish your thought before you were cumming. Your walls began pulsing and squeezing him in pleasurable ways he couldn’t explain. He pulled out, cumming on your stomach. The thought never really left him that he wasn't wearing a condom.

The room was quiet again save for heavy breathing from the two of you.

“I shouldn’t have done that. It’d be too easy to start liking you,” You said. He was quiet for a few seconds, thinking before answering.

“Girls your age never mean what they say.”

“You don’t even know how old I am. I could be older than you.” You shot back.

“Maybe physically. But you came to a club to have a one night stand to forget about your ex because you were mad. Not exactly the most mature thing.” He said. “But that’s okay, we’ve all been there. I damn sure have. If you need to forget again,” he found a pen on the floor, shaking it to make sure the ink would flow before grabbing your hand and writing his number on your forearm, “just call me.”

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