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seuonji · 5 months

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night shift ★彡 xu minghao

xu minghao x yn ln

彡when yn’s juniors finds trouble with some fellow college mates, yn goes through mountains just to get them justice, even if it means needing to infiltrate and make friends with the most intimidating clique on campus.

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notes: there’s a writing part under the cut! (1.7k words)

you stood infront of the door not knowing what to expect. you could hear the faint party music despite being outside, it felt like this was the type of situation that would end up with the house getting raided by the police. if that wasn’t unsettling enough, this was an apartment unit, surely they were getting noise complaints?

but you couldn’t care less, all you cared about was getting whatever gossip you needed. for vernon, right? ironically you wanted this so called mission to be over with just so that jeonghan could get off your ass.

you knocked the pale white door and waited for a response and luckily the response came quick as the door swung open.

unfortunately, much to your dismay it just had to be soonyoung that opened it.

you hadn’t quite forgave him for the things he said about joshua but you had to get over it.

“yn?” soonyoung quietly screeched out of shock yet he had a smile on.

he seemed to be already by the door and he had the typical red cup in his hand. he was in the middle of a conversation with another guy but they didn’t treat you like a stranger. “oh? the vice?” the friend tilted his head as he moved to the side so that you could walk in.

“hi! my names yn!” you introduced yourself as if they didn’t know who you were.

the friend smiled as he replied, “i’m seokmin.”

“i didn’t know you were coming today!” soonyoung patted your back, “do you need help getting around or are you with someone?”

“uhm well—“

you got cut off by a tap on your shoulder. “yn,” minghao softly called but it was loud enough for you to hear.

suddenly your heart raised but in a good way. you were glad he was here.

“hey,” you huffed out.

“hao you didn’t tell me yn was coming!” soonyoung jokingly whined.

minghao just squinted his eyes confused at the assumption since he never invited you in the first place, “mingyu’s the one that invited yn.”

soonyoung leaned back and covered his mouth, “woah that guy is unbelievable.”

“do you want a drink yn?” seokmin whispered while the other two discussed why you were here.

“oh that would be lovely,” you nodded as you followed him.

soonyoung was busy pondering where mingyu got the the guts to invite you while minghao couldn’t be less bothered by the situation.

“alcohol yn?” seokmin turned his head to you as he prepared to mix up a drink.

you felt overwhelmed by the options but you stayed simple and pointed to one of the cartons in the ice bucket. “i’ll just have a cup of apple juice.”

“ah okay,” seokmin hummed as he poured you a glass.

he got a glass for himself and he started a conversation, “so how’s working at icey milk?”

you didn’t exactly know why you were with him here alone but he seemed like one of the nicer bunch in the group.

“oh right you worked there right!” you had a shocked face on as if you didn’t stalk him that one day.

“i still do! i’m pretty sure my shift got moved when you got hired,” he looked upwards as he thought about the situation.

you were in the middle of taking a sip of your drink as he revealed that but you abruptly stopped as you heard him, “no way! i’m so sorry, did you like your shift?”

“well i actually prefer my current shift, i have less working days than you,” he chuckled.

“i was more or less concerned cause since my shift changed, it meant that minghao would be working with new people,” seokmin paused as he took a glance at minghao who was helplessly trying to get soonyoung to stand up straight, seemed like the alcohol hit him early.

“but shockingly, he seems like he’s having more fun in his new shift compared to when we were there,” he finished his sentence as he looked back to you.

your eyes were on seokmin the whole time. you didn’t know how to interpret his words but just as you were about to ask what he meant, someone showed up.

“yn! you made it!” mingyu placed his hand on your shoulder.

“hey! yea i did,” you nodded your head.

it was hard to adapt to the environment but if you just pulled out whatever extrovert cards you had, tonight might turn out okay.

“glad you could, you look great tonight,” he complimented to which you said a simple thanks.

“bunch of us are playing cards in the back, wanna join?” he invited both you and seokmin. you have a look to seokmin who seemed to have an excited face on.

it would’ve been embarrassing to reject so you fearlessly accepted, “let’s go!”

“to start off simple, let’s play old maid! if your last card is the joker, you lose,” one of the guys sitting in the circle briefly explained as he shuffled then distributed the cards.

you played that game like possibly fifty times with minghao, you think you’ve mastered how to conceal your expression while being able to read others.

but you weren’t playing with minghao, you were in between mingyu and seokmin and the rest were strangers. you didn’t feel like you needed to try.

you held your cards and got rid of the pairs, there was no joker which meant you were semi safe.

but somewhere around the end, you ended up getting the joker card from seokmin. the groan you let out made it visible you now had the joker card which made mingyu wary.

a few more passes went by and suddenly, it was just you and mingyu.

you also only had two cards left, a 2 spade card and the joker. somehow mingyu never plucked it out since earlier, seokmin must’ve lied when he said his luck was shit. but perhaps, his luck would act up now.

to your luck, it did.

everyone watched intently as you held your two cards out. mingyu took a second to examine it as if he could see through the cards.

“we don’t have all day now mingyu,” you cheekily said.

mingyu snorted and quickly took a card.

you no longer had the joker.

mingyu’s head fell down and after a sullen shuffle, he held his two cards out for you to take from.

and to your luck, you confidently plucked out the pairing to your 2 spade card with zero hesitation.

“aha!” you cheered a bit too loudly.

to say the least, people had seen a new side of the vice today and people did not understand why you weren’t invited to parties earlier.

“that was cool yn,” mingyu breathed out with a laugh as he poured you another drink.

“thanks mingyu,” you beamed before taking a gulp of your drink.

he was a calm guy. for some reason you expected a short tempered man, sure it was just a card game but he took his loss well.

mingyu was, surprisingly sweet. he was probably the sweetest guy in the room alongside seokmin, but you didn’t understand why you’d rather be talking to someone else than him.

what irked you more was that it seemed like you had nothing to exploit of them.

you could only hope this was their nice guy facade but even if it was, the one who gets hurt in the end is you.

you just followed the flow of the party and played whatever games and danced to whatever music came on. you spent most of the night with mingyu and seokmin and honestly, it was not bad.

soon enough, the party started to die down and people were headed home.

“how’re you going home yn?” mingyu asked as you two stood in the tranquil kitchen.

“mm, i could just get a taxi? or is it called an uber nowadays?” you tapped your chin thinking of how to get home. you did not think this far. usually you’d just have seungcheol bring you home but you didn’t want to bother him at two am in the morning.

“i’ll bring you home then,” mingyu said in a way where he wasn’t really giving you any options.

“what? why?”

“you just said you’ll get a taxi? i’m not letting you go off alone like that! c’mon i’ll drive you right now as a thanks for coming today,” he started pushing you towards the door.

“what?— fine, fine!”

the car ride was noisy. noisy in a way that was comfortable.

the windows were down and you were spewing out random information like, why were you in the student council.

“you joined the student council just for fun?” he shouted out loud.

“why’s that a shock? i thought everyone said were incompetent,” you giggled.

“you guys? incompetent? maybe you just hang around minghao too much but i’ve seen joshua, that guy is always doing something new and helpful for the school isn’t he?”

finally, a conversation you were interested in, “that’s our president,” you said in a daze.

“well we’re here,” he sighed as the car slowed down. you looked out and saw home.

“ah, thank you so much mingyu!” you placed your hand on his before getting out and distancing yourself away from the car, just reasonable enough to say goodbye. but mingyu slightly stood up from his seat and placed his head out yhe passenger window, “yn! do you want to get lunch with me tomorrow?”

no way. he wanted to get to know you more. he was so incredibly easy.

“got work tomorrow tho,” you tilted your head.

“would you have energy afterwards?” he mocked the way you tilted your head.

“guess well have to see, you know where i work,” you smirked as you turned around.

mingyu had a grin on the whole time. he didn’t know if he meant to go out with you platonically or romantically but he mostly just wanted to get to know his new friend better.

“night yn,” he whispered not thinking you heard it with the way you were so far. you did hear him but you didn’t reply, you were too busy thinking about what the fuck you were going to do about tomorrow.

funfact: mingyu’s parties super well known around sebong college and there’s usually one held every month. the 95s used to joke that it was some sort of lame party that was only attended by people that peaked in highschool.

they only talked about it like that because they were salty non of them were ever invited.

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sweetiesicheng · 1 month

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the8 - concert

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"will you stop moving?”

"the wire to my mic pack keeps moving," the8 whined while moving in his chair.

"i have to get your makeup done. you want half of your face to not have makeup?" you said to him. he stayed still for a second and you put some product on his face before he started moving around again. "babe, really?"

"you try wearing this," he said to you.

you grabbed a different brush from the pocket in your apron and dipped the brush into some product. "going for your eyes. stay still so i don't poke you," you instructed him.

the8 closed his eyes and you applied eyeshadow to his eyelids. despite how uncomfortable he was, he stayed still so he wouldn't mess you up.

"okay, done," you said to him when you were done.

"we need performance team on standby!" someone announced, yelling into the room.

you moved out of the way so the8 could stand up. he took a sip of water before leaving, with you following behind him. you followed him to where he would enter the stage from. someone held a flashlight for you while you fixed his hair for a second.

"you know, my hair is just going to be a mess after like two songs," the8 said to you.

"did you forget that this is my job?" you replied to him. "okay, you're good for the stage," you smiled. the person holding a flashlight turned it off, so you could barely see the8 now. "ready?"

"always," he replied to you. "thanks."

"mhm," you replied and kissed his cheek. however, you remembered that you were wearing lipstick. "oh no," you said in panic.

"what?" he asked.

you reached into your pocket for a napkin but couldn't find one.

"what is it, love?"

"i'm wearing lipstick, and the lipstick is on your cheek," you said to him. "hang on. let me run back."

"sorry, gotta go!"

the8 hurried away while giggling, and you watched him hurry up the stairs to get on stage with the other performance team members.

"xu minghao!" you yelled before groaning.

"what's wrong?" one of the staff members asked you.

"you're about to see..." you mumbled and looked at a monitor.

of course that song is on the set list...

"highlight" started playing and you could easily see the lipstick stain on the8's cheek. fans were cheering both probably from the lipstick stain and because of the outfits for their set.

you shook your head while watching, not because of the entirety, but because your boyfriend deliberately was showing off that he had a girlfriend to the audience.

he's glad i love him.

you continued watching the set and soon, "i don't understand but i luv u" came on. you watched the8 as he danced and felt like you were in a trance as you watched him. then, the song ended and the performance came back while the hip hop team went on stage.

you walked into a hallway, waiting for the performance team to come through. as they did, the8 came up to you and grabbed your hand; both of you walking to the dressing room together.

"so? how'd i look up there?" he asked you with a grin.

"trying to get me in trouble?" you asked him.

"nah, trying to show that i'm taken," he said with a chuckle. "you can give me some more."

"yea, maybe not in the middle of a concert."

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ssentimentals · 9 months

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truly, madly, deeply {xu minghao}

pairing: minghao x fem!reader

prompt: every inch of you is the most incredible thing that God ever created (that newlyweds!au everyone needed for their souls)

warnings: smut (minors you know what to do? correct, pass by), bodyworship and praise, honestly this is very-very soft with lots of dirty talk (more like sweet talk), minghao is so whipped in this one that i am barely coherent myself tbh

wandering hands caress your body adoringly, making you smile even in your sleep. this is probably the best way to wake up from a jet-lag induced nap, you think, as you slowly blink your eyes open. minghao’s touches are like butterfly kisses – they tickle and send burst of warmth in your chest. you arch your back, shuddering at the contact with his naked skin, turning your head to take a good look at your boyfr- husband. husband. this is something new to get used to.

'are you awake?' minghao asks quietly, raising up on his elbows to get a good look at your face. you nod and he smiles, leaning in to leave a sweet kiss on your shoulder. 'good morning, my sweet wife.'

you giggle, turning fully to look at him. part of you wanted to tease him, but when you make eye contact and you see how he looks at you, all these thoughts disappear. minghao has always been very open about his feelings for you, always voiced out loud what you mean to him and made sure that you know where you stand in his life. but he didn't really have to say all of this, because his eyes told it all; the way he was looking at you always was louder than his words. reverence in his touch, awe in his eyes, fondness in his tone - minghao was like that from the day one and time didn't change him at all. even the way he looks at you right now, like you are the most wonderful painting, a sky full of stars, the most-

'how did i get so lucky?' he whispers, looking all over your face in an awe. 'you are by my side and you are my wife. life doesn't get better than that.'

'i got very lucky with my husband too,' you mumble, turning to the side to face him properly. all the love and adoration in his eyes makes your skin tingle.

minghao's eyes twinkle and he bites his lower lip, leaning. 'you? calling me 'husband?' life actually can get better.'

you laugh and this sound makes hao's chest squeeze tighter just like always. he hopes it never wears off, this spell you have him under. he hopes no matter how much time will pass, the effect you have on him stays the same. he hopes what is ahead of you as husband and wife is even better than what you had as boyfriend and girlfriend. all of his prayers are filled with you, he hopes you know that.

'someone is awfully cheesy,' you push him back and he goes easily, letting you lay half on top of him.

'did you sleep well?' he asks, caressing your back. while material of his t-shirt which you are wearing is nice, it's not enough to satisfy him; his hand sneaks beneath the t-shirt for the skin to skin contact. 'that flight was too long. how are you feeling?'

'i'm okay,' you answer, looking up. 'and you?'

i am in love, is what minghao wants to say but instead he leans in to peck your lips. what supposed to be a peck turned into a gentle kiss, because it's an impossible thing to get close to your lips and leave it all just at a peck. he kisses you slowly, throughly, just like he knows you like it; after so many years together, your body has no secrets from him. it's as responsive to his touch as it was in the beginning and he takes a pride in that, in making you feel good, in knowing how to do so in mere seconds.

'hao,' you call out as he slots his leg in between yours, giving you a perfect place for subtle grinding. which is a very tempting offer, considering how quickly he makes you affected with his kisses. 'we have to go.'

'where?' he asks in between kisses, running his hands all over your body.

'breakfast,' you mutter, turning your head to break the kiss and sighing in pleasure as he starts peppering your neck with kisses. 'aren't you hungry?'

minghao looks up, grinning. 'for you? always.'

and he doesn't care if it's cheesy and maybe kinda cringy, he knows you are only endeared. there used to be a time when he dreamt of this: of having you next to him like that, not only physically but emotionally as well. then, there used to be time when he dreamt of you two being bonded in a legal sense too. and now it's not a dream anymore, it's a reality, his reality. now that he has it, has you - how do you expect him to ever get enough?

'hao, i think-' your voice breaks into a long moan as his fingers slip inside your underwear.

'if you still think then i'm doing a really bad job.'

with how busy you both are, a lot of love making restors to quickies and that is not okay for niether of you; especially not for minghao. he loves to take his time with you, loves to unravel you like a birthday present and make you sqiurm and beg and pant before he even got naked. it's a privelege to be able to have you intimately like this and minghao doesn't take it for granted. knowing that now you two have all the time in the world, he's not about to let you go out of bed any time soon. or ever, if he can.

'so lovely,' he whispers, undressing you. 'always so pretty for me, my pretty wife.' when you cover your face being shy, he gently grabs your wrist, making you look at him. 'hey, what is that? why are being shy? is it because i'm calling you 'my pretty wife', hm?' you squeal, trying to close your face again but he doesn't let you, grinning. 'aw, my darling. but i'm not lying, am i? you are my pretty, sweet wife.'

'hao,' you whine, kicking your feet a little. this kind of praise leaves you flustered and you don't know what to do apart from staring at him helplessly. 'just-'

'just what?' minghao interrupts, staring up at you lovingly. 'just go on with it? is that what you wanted to say?' he slips your underwear away, caressing your thighs gently. 'but i want to take my time, love. every inch of you in the most incredible thing that God ever created, i have to worship it right.'

whatever you wanted to say dies on your tongue as he starts kissing you. minghao is a generous lover, he is all about giving; not a single inch of your kiss is left unkissed by the time he finally moves to the place where you want him the most. he loves your reactions, lives for them, really. content sigh here, broken moan there, a shiver, arch of the back, tightening hold on his shoulders, trying to close your thighs to ease the pressure - he notes it all, saves it somewhere at the back of his mind so he can re-live them later on. if minghao was asked about his favorite activity then making our thighs shake with how he's eating you out would be his answer. being in between your legs, edging you on until you can't help but bracket him with your thighs is something else, a different kind of pleasure.

'hao, i'm- oh my god, i'm-' your hips rise up but he pushes them down gently but firmly, not letting you get away from his tongue. 'fuck- so good.'

hao hums, continuing to lap at your juices, instering one finger in. 'you can cum whenever you want, princess,' he mutters before diving in to suck on your clit, making you scream. 'i want you to feel good.'

'i feel good, so good, i'm gonna-'

it's beautiful, the way your back arches, how you fist the sheets so tight they almost rip as a long moan penetreates the silence when you finally reach your high. hao smiles, pats your thighs soothingly and starts marking them up, inserting second finger in. by the time he's done with you, you should not be able to walk so he can carry you to the jacuzzi he's seen earlier and fuck you there.

'mmm, hao,' you call, licking your lips invitingly. 'come kiss me.'

he obliges, how can he not, have you seen yourself? minghao is not sure he can ever say 'no' to this request. he kisses you, lets you taste yourself on his tongue. 'my sweet, sweet baby,' he whispers, looking at your satisfied expression.

'i thought i'm your sweet wife,' you interject softly, caressing his back. 'do you want me to take care of you too, my husband?'

if his dick twitches at this, he can't be blamed. but it's all about you, just as it always is, so he stubborly shakes his head and instead moves closer to pay attention to your breasts, adding one more finger in. 'i wish we could do it all day,' he confesses, hearing your high pitched whine as he sucks on your nipple. 'i'd do it all day and night with you.'

tangling your fingers in his hair, you tug a little, making him groan. 'i- is that your plan for this honeymoon?' you ask, breathless. first two orgasms always come quickly for you and you can already feel familiar tingling.

minghao looks at you cheekily. 'you won't be against it, right?' he bites just a little at the swell of your breast, smirking at your sharp intake of breath. 'you won't, i know. you love it as much as i do.' he starts thrusting his fingers faster, watching our face like he's enamored. 'you love it when i make you crazy with want, when i make you cum so many times that you are sore by the end of it, when-' he cuts off, licking in your mouth.

beautiful sounds you make always set him on edge and you starts whining, trashing a little in his hold, he can't help it even if he planned to tease you - he has to give it to you. minghao curls his fingers just right and you orgasm for the second time, shaking in his arms. he peppers your face with kisses, positioning himself in between your legs, hiking them up. waiting for the tremor to pass, minghao caresses your face until you open your eyes, aware of your surroundings. 'with me?' he asks and you nod lightly. 'all good?'

you nod again. you feel much better than just 'good', but it's hard to form sentences when you feel him slowly pushing the tip in. 'just like that,' he whispers into your ear, when you will your muscles to relax. 'taking me in so well, breathe for me.'

you want to stay present, but it's impossible to do so when your eyes roll to the back of your head when minghao fully slots himself in. it feels full and too much, you claw at his chest, whining. 'shh,' he soothes immediately, pushing your foreheads together. 'c'mon love, look at me.'

opening your eyes is a feat but you manage it, blinking up at him. there's so much love and lust and adoration in his gaze that you can choke with it; this man loves you like you always dreamt of being loved - truly, madly, deeply. looping your arms around his neck, you peck his lips as a sign for him to move. 'i love you,' you whisper. you actually want to shout it out, to tell everyone in this world that this man is yours, because that's how he makes you feel.

minghao's eyes flutter and when he looks at you again, there's tenderness there that makes you want to cry. 'i love you,' he whispers back, starting to slowly pick up his rhythm. 'you have no idea how much, you are everything to me, my-' he groans when your walls tighten around him. 'fuck, so good- always so good to me, perfect for me, wanna be yours so much-'

you hiccup at this, moaning into his mouth when he starts thrusting harder. 'you are mine,' you remind him, voice laced with possessiveness you never usually show.

his hips falter and then he pulls out completely only to slam right back in, catching your shout with his mouth. 'just like you are mine,' he mutters, biting at your lower lip. 'so sweet, so pretty, all mine, my wife.'

it doesn't take you both long to reach your highs and when you do, it's both of you moaning each other's names, holding to each other for dear life. 'love you, love you,' he keeps repeating, staying inside you and not willing to pull out just yet.

'love you too,' you let out, spent and satisfied.

there's a certain glow around you and minghao can't look away even when he knows you get shy because of his staring. you look so beautiful, his brain kind of short circuits at the sight. 'sticky,' you mutter after few minutes of being plastered to each other.

minghao nods, gently pulling out. he gulps at the sight of his semen slipping out and groans loudly, when you stretch, completely oblivious to how seductive this simple gesture is. you say something about shower and breakfast, but his mind is filled with images of you, and bubbles, and jacuzzi, so he doesn't even let you finish before he's lifting you up, smiling at your surprised shout. 'hao! what, where-'

'we are so not done,' he announces, carrying you to his goal. 'one more round in jacuzzi baby and then i'll bring you breakfast right to the tub, okay?'

you stare at him in shock, gasping at the way he purposefully grips underside of your thighs, close to a very sensitive part. 'you were not jokinng about the honeymoon part,' you realize as he carefully puts you down. there are rose petals in an otherwise empty jacuzzi and you try not to blush at this. 'rose petals are really over the top, hao-'

'no,' he says, checking water temperature before signaling you to get in. 'i haven't even started spoiling you yet, just wait and see.'

minghao fears that sometimes you don't feel the full magnitude of his feelings. you don't understand what exactly he feels for you, how gone he is for you. and it makes him sad and angry, but then he realizes - he has all the time in the world to make you see, to make you understand how madly in love with you he is. and he's going to do exactly that.

a/n: this idea was kindly provided by an amazing anon, who i hope will see this! haven't written something smutty in a long time, hope this is fine - nini

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odxrilove · 1 year

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☆ MINGHAO BOYFRIEND HABITS

pairing: minghao x reader

genre: headcannons, fluff, established relationship?

a/n: first part of the seventeen boyfriend habits series (since its his bday 😋😋) !! sent an ask to suggest the next member! ask to be on the taglist or fill out the form!

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☆ rolls your sleeves up whenever you cook, write, draw, etc

during the winter you get cold easily and thus, your winter wardrobe mostly consists of long sleeved tops. you love your collection of long sleeved tops and would give it away for nothing. but one thing that continued to bother you was how easily wet and dirty those long sleeves could get. whenever you cook or wash your hands, it always ends with your sleeves getting soaked. it was a daily struggle before you met minghao. now, it isn't such a bother anymore, as minghao takes the time to roll your sleeves up whenever is necessary. you don't even have to ask, and it warms your heart everytime.

☆ writes your initials on his blank canvases before painting them

minghao has always liked everything related to art. one of his hobbies is painting and he's very good at it. when you first saw one of his paintings you immediately cheered him on, proud of his creativity and art. there were moments where he was in a slump, unable to even hold up a brush for more than a minute. it frustrated him and pained you. but over the months, you were always there to hold his shaky hands, to steady the palette and to mix the paint. minghao thinks he could have never enjoyed his hobby again if it wasn't for you. and now whenever he prepares a blank canvas, he always adds your name at the bottom, in honor of your constant support. at the end of the day, the little scribble of your name isn't visible anymore, hiding under the multiple layers of paint but he knows it's there and that's the only thing that counts.

☆ makes a cup of your preferred drink whenever he makes one for himself

at the start of your relationship, minghao realized that you liked specific beverages and would stick with that when visiting cafés. he grew rapidly fond of the soft smile that accompanied every sip of your drink and decided that from that moment on, he wanted to see that smile all the time. it was a surprise to you the first time minghao went to grab himself a cup of tea and came back with another cup containing your favorite drink. minghao just brushed you off with a kiss to the head when you asked why and your happy laugh was enough for minghao to make him want to bring you your favorite drinks every day spent together.

☆ burries his face in the crook of your neck when he giggles

it's a given minghao loves to be around you. he loves being able to hold onto you whenever he possibly can and one thing he always does no matter where you are, is hiding his face in the crook of your neck when he giggles. it first started with him wrapping his arms around you and holding you close as if he wanted to hide. and now whenever he finds something even remotely funny, he will turn to you and bury his face in the crook of your neck, his giggles tickling against your skin as pure joy fills the space.

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hoeforhao · 1 year

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I AM ON MY KNEES BARKING FOR YOU THREE! JEON WONU YOU CAN SPANK ME, CHOKE ME, SLAP ME, MAKE ME CRY WHATEVER AND I WON'T SAY A WORD!!!!!!!!! and hao, very respectfully, please kidnap me🥺and tease me in the basement along with cheol.

*user has lost her mind*

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bloofairyfox · 8 months

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Flower Mugs

Minghao x Reader

Genre: fluffy fluffy fluff~

CW/TW: PDA? They’re out in public and Reader kisses Minghao on the cheek once but none really :3

Note: this is really bad but I was in some bad Minghao brain rot so I had to write something please bear with me🙏🏾🛐

“You’re walking too slow”

You look up from your phone as you feel a hand grab yours and slowly pull you closer, quickening your pace as you try to keep up with Minghao. Agreeing to hang out with Minghao in the city was probably a mistake. Not that hanging out with Minghao was the problem, but being in the city was. It was loud and crowded, which were things that you didn’t really like much. But you just had to hang with Minghao because this would have been the 3rd time you canceled on him when it came to making plans and you didn’t want to disappoint him again. So you finally got yourself together and found a day to spend time with each other.

“I am. you’re just walk to dang fast,” you reply putting your phone in your pocket. “It’s not my fault we’re late for the train…”

It super was your fault. You had seen these cute mugs in a little antique shop that really caught your eye.

“Oh my God minghao, we should get these!” You beam at him with a smile, holding up a coffee mug with a sweet flower design on it.

“Don’t you already have 15 other mugs that look exactly like that?” Minghao barely looks over at you, he already knows you had found something with flowers or something similar to it. instead he’s looking around the shop and messing with things that interest him. not wanting to entertain the thought of you buying something you didn’t need.

“No! Not every flower designed mug looks the same Minghao!” you huff as Minghao continues to ignore you. You turn to look at the shelf of mugs and admire every last one of them before signing and putting the one you had back. You walk to where Minghao was and look over his shoulder, almost resting your chin on him tickling his neck with your fluffy winter hat.

“What’re you lookin at?” Minghao slightly turns his head to look at you, a smile appearing on his lips “nothing,” he softly pets the top of your head. “You done shopping?” Minghao ask, but before you could even reply he cuts you off.

“You’re not getting that mug you found?”

“Hm? Oh that! Yeah I decided not too, didn’t want to spend too much money, you know?” You wore a sheepish look on your face. Minghao just laughs to himself at your expression and pulls out his wallet

“I can get it for you” he says without thinking twice and makes his way over to the shelf that houses the mugs. You follow him and try to stop him “Minghao you really don’t ha-“

“Which one did you like, love?” He cuts you off again as he waits for your response. You stand there for a little bit in surprise. Minghao really doesn’t need to do this but knowing how he is, once he sets his mind on something he’s gonna go through with it so you give up and just let out sigh with a slight smile as you point to the one you wanted. He hands the mug over to you and even picks up one for himself.

“We’re matching now” he smiles clinking the cups together as a few giggles leave both of your mouths. “Thanks Minghao I appreciate this a lot” you admire the cup and then look up at Minghao as you give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Anything else you want?” You think for a moment as you look around.

“Well…”

You two finally make your way into the station and onto the train right before the doors close, the both of you out of breath. Luckily the train cart you’re in has very little people in it so you two could sit anywhere together, You put your bags on the floor and relax as the train starts moving. Minghao rest his head on yours as you put your head on his shoulder.

“Had fun today, honey” he kisses the top of your head and interlocks his hand with yours letting the heat from his warm your hands.

“Yeah definitely…” your words come out almost like a whisper but Minghao still picks up on them.

“Good, I’m glad” he rubs small circles on your hands hearing your breathing becoming more stable as you drift off to sleep.

Minghao looks over at the bags of trinkets you and him got smiling to himself when he sees the matching flower mugs. he closes his eyes and breathes in your scent, the rumble of the train lulling him to sleep.

#seventeen #seventeen x reader #seventeen minghao #seventeen minghao x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen fanfic #seventeen imagine #seventeen scenarios #seventeen xu minghao #seventeen x gn reader #seventeen x y/n #seventeen x you

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joongieloverblog · 2 years

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💭💯💋 minghao red moodboard ✧.˚˖ ་

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fantasy-svt · 10 months

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Red suits me

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Synopsis: Minghao never really understood his kind much, much less their way of loving. Yet when he meets you, an annoying Qiongqi with no filter, he starts feeling things he'll never really understand.

Pairing: Xu Minghao x fem!reader Word Count: 3.3k words

Minghao was a dragon and, just like any other prideful dragon, he hoards stuff in his house. More specifically, two different kind of things that peaked his interest.

Tea and daggers.

One of his rooms, one of the larger ones, was filled with anything to do with tea. Tea leaves, tea cups and pots covered every spot in the room, cabinets high enough to match the ones in the royal library. Minghao always enjoyed flying to the top and see his collection, it made his heart fill with pride. One of the other rooms, one that was just a bit smaller, was filled with fancy daggers. Some he bought, others were stolen and some were taken off of his victims. Every single one was special to him.

And, just like every other dragon, Minghao knew his collection by heart.

So the missing dagger in his room was quickly missed, which made Minghao's blood boil to no extent. He began searching for it, but even after a few days he found nothing. He always returned empty handed and thus he was greatly disappointed in himself. Even his friends couldn't find anything, but Minghao appreciated their efforts nonetheless. He'd find it someday, he had too.

"I found it!" Junhui ran inside of his house, bumping into a table and sending a vase crashing to the ground. Minghao sighed, letting it go for now since he hated that vase with a passion, and instead he focused on what Junhui has just said. Junhui started to ramble, explaining that he saw the dagger on someone he met in the tavern. In an instant, Minghao ran out of the house before flying into the air and to the tavern once he was outside. When he landed, he didn't even bother to change back to his full human form and instead he remained as a half dragon. His wings neatly folded behind his back as he entered, looking around until he spotted you. You were sat at a table in the back, alone, and his dagger was laid on the table. You were staring at it, drink in hand as you poked the gem in the middle of the handle. Even when he saw all that, Minghao could not move from his spot. He could see what you were with ease.

Stripes covered your skin and ran through your hair, two little horns sticking out, a striped tail laid beside you and two large wings erupted from your back, things that indicated to one thing. You were a qiongqi, something that Minghao had never seen before in his life, even when his life was a short one compared to other dragons. It took him awhile to snap from his trance and back into his previous anger as he marched over, slamming his hand on the table. You looked up and Minghao felt a shiver go up his spine as he met your cold eyes. You raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for any kind of explanation for the interruption of your peaceful evening.

"Can I help you?" "Mine." Minghao spoke as he pointed at the dagger and you smirked, leaning forwards as you grabbed the dagger. In a second, the dagger settled right in between his finger and a bit too close to his skin.

"So you're the little dragon that lived there." You were teasing him, but Minghao wasn't sure if it was meant like a joke or to mock him. Slowly retreating his hand, Minghao sat down opposite of you. Your smirk dropped, an expression of annoyance taking over instead as you pulled the dagger from the table.

"So, what do you want?" You asked, leaning back in your seat before putting the dagger down in the middle of the table. Minghao wanted to reach out of it, but he held himself back as he noticed your hand lingering close by. Your nails looked sharp and Minghao knew well enough that they could pierce right through his scales, so he wouldn't want to try.

"I want my dagger back." He stated, although he felt like he lacked some confidence when he saw you smirk again. You raised your hand, flicking the dagger to make it spin before making it stop when the handle pointed at him. Raising your eyebrow, you waited for him to take it. Minghao waited a few seconds before reaching out, freezing when your hand wrapped around his wrist. He was pulled to you, the dagger dropping back on the table with a clang.

"You know, I happen to like dragon scales." You said, your other hands raking over his scales with your nails. Minghao's eyes widened before he tried to pull his arm back, to no avail of course. Your hand remained tightly wrapped around his wrist, smirk not disappearing from your face as you pulled on one of his scales. It didn't hurt him much, his scales were changing anyway and he'd grown new ones in a few days. Nonetheless, his pride was hurt more that he was losing to you in a way.

"Maybe an eye as well, I heard they're quite valuable after plucking it out." You raised the dagger again with your previously empty hand, raising it to Minghao's right eye and pushing him back until he couldn't anymore.

"What do you think?" It was then that you were interrupted by someone who just pushed down the dagger awkwardly, smiling at you innocently.

"Soonyoung-hyung, not the time." Minghao spoke, although his voice sounded a bit strained. Soonyoung didn't seem to care as he sat down next to his younger friend, leaning over the table before pointing at you.

"Tiger." And right then and there, you laughed. A genuine laugh that made Soonyoung smile and Minghao frown. His wrist was released and the dagger was placed next to his hand, making him frown even more.

"How are you, my dear brother?" You smiled at Soonyoung before turning to Minghao again, leaning forward on your elbows before sending a wink his way.

"Till next time, dragon boy." You then stood up and Soonyoung followed, happily chatting to you as you listened with a small smile. Minghao was left utterly confused and maybe a bit intrigued. Luckily for his mental health, it was quickly replaced with annoyance and he needn't worry about unfamiliar thoughts.

"We meet again, lizard." Minghao groaned out loud as he heard your voice, not expecting to ever see you again and especially at night. Yet here you were, sitting on his roof with a familiar dagger in hand. A different one from previously and it made Minghao see red once more.

"Do you always break in people's houses and steal stuff?" He asked and you pulled up one of your legs, leaning on it as you twirled the dagger around in your hand. You weren't smiling, instead you were just staring at him intensely. Your eyes glowed in the dark, the yellow glow was easily seen even without any other light around. Then you jumped down, landing with ease before making your way closer to him while still twirling around the dagger. You circled him, like a predator hunting its prey, and for once Minghao actually felt like he was prey instead of predator. You dragged the dagger against his wings and body before raising it to his neck and softly pressing it against his jugular vein.

"So, how about that scale?" You asked before lowering the dagger, letting it rest on his arm. Then you dug it under one of the scales and pushing it outwards, which caused one of the scales to drop to the ground. You picked it up, circling around again until you stood in front of Minghao. You held the scale up, smiling at the bright red scale before looking back at Minghao.

"It'll grow back soon, so I hope you don't mind." You stated before sauntering off after putting the scale away. Minghao watched your figure before looking at his arm, watching the spot where his scale was before.

He realized only later that you had also taken his dagger with you...

Minghao glared at you as you talked to Soonyoung, more particularly the object that was hanging from a cord around your neck. A scale, his scale. It looked as bright as before, maybe even brighter than the ones that were visible on his arms. His tail and wings were twitching ever so slightly, mostly out of annoyance. The reason wasn't his scale...

Rather, the other ones that hung beside it.

Blue, green, purple and yellow scales hung on the cord along his. They looked like trophies, you were proudly displaying them at least, and you didn't seem to care much. Not even when you noticed Minghao's glaring. No, you just took a hold of his scale and sent a wink his way before continuing your conversation.

"You gave her a scale? You won't even give me one!" Seungkwan complained, angrily looking at Minghao and receiving a glare in return. Minghao mumbled that it wasn't given but rather taken, but Seungkwan didn't seem to hear him or had chosen to ignore it as he angrily pouted. Minghao rolled his eyes, focusing back on you before realizing that you were gone. So Minghao quickly checked his belt. Low and behold, his daggers were gone from their respective holsters.

"Looking for these?" Your voice rang from behind him and he felt a dagger rake against his horns, making the jewels on them jingle softly. Minghao's hand shot up, grabbing the dagger with an angry look thrown your ways. He didn't care much for the fact that he held the blade itself, blood seeping from the cut in his hand and down his sleeve. You looked a bit shocked, but let go of the handle anyway as you removed the shocked look on your face.

"I don't like your glare much, I prefer the look you had last night." You smirked at him as you watched the others on the table look at Minghao in shock, which in turn made Minghao's face pale slightly.

"Nothing happened!" He was shocked himself, getting up in a second to tell you off for lying in a way. You smiled, raising an eyebrow at him before pointing another one of his daggers at him.

"That's the one I like." And with that, you set off again with two of Minghao's daggers with you. Minghao swore he'd kill you the next time, he promised that he would.

He couldn't...

Something held him back, Minghao didn't know what it was. Even when he had caught you and won the fight, pining you to the ground with his claws ready to pierce through your neck. There was something that intrigued him when he saw you like this.

Your hair was sprawled around you like a halo, your arms pined above your head and held there by Minghao's hand, your wings spread out while your tail swished softly as you waited for him to strike. Your eyes were shut, only opening when nothing was happening for several minutes. You stared at him as he loomed over you, a position that you didn't think you'd be in on a monday morning in the middle of a field at all. Yet here you were, pinned down by a very good-looking dragon.

You could imagine situations to be in, so you couldn't really complain.

"Take them off." Minghao spoke without realizing, he didn't even want to say anything at all. He felt like he had no control over his body, his grip on your neck was slowly loosening. You frowned at him, wondering what he was talking about. Then your eyes widened.

"My clothes?!" Minghao's eyes widened as well as he jumped off of you in shock, looking at you like you just grew a second head.

"What? No!" He screamed back and you shrugged, leaning on your elbows. "What a pity." You replied before sitting up completely, making the scales around your neck fall over your shirt. You quickly caught his eyes darting to them, to which you held them up and asking if he meant them. Once again, he lost control of his own body and nodded. You ripped off the cord, letting the scales fall to the ground and Minghao frowned as his fell on the ground as well. You caught this as well, lifting it again and watching Minghao's expression morph into a happier and more relaxed one.

"You just want me to wear yours?" You asked and Minghao rolled his eyes, glad that he regained control over himself. You shrugged, putting it your mouth as you got up before putting grabbing another cord to put it on.

"Tada!" You swung it in front of Minghao before putting it around your neck, getting closer to him at the same time. You leaned closer to him, your nose touching his softly and making the man look at you in shock.

"Seems the dragon is possessive of me." You said and Minghao somehow agreed, not that he would tell you. He didn't know why he was like this, but he didn't like it as it made him feel weak. His eyes remained on yours, staring at you for a few seconds. You didn't look away either, so you just stared.

"Am I interrupting something..?" Junhui's voice appeared out of nowhere as both you and Minghao turned your heads in his directions, to which Junhui just smiled awkwardly.

"I'll leave." He waved before quickly running off and Minghao looked back at you with a glare. You just smirked at him, tapping his nose softly before winking and leaving. Minghao couldn't stop his disappointment nor could he stop his heart as it basically jumped out of his chest.

"You're in love." Mingyu didn't even look up from the food at his fingertips, he didn't need to. It was an easy guess, the symptoms that the dragon explained were much the same of his own for Hazel. Although it was obvious, Minghao didn't want to accept it. He barely knew you, he only met you a handful of times and none of those experiences weren't really fun for him.

"Dragons can bond with a person because they want them for their hoard. They don't have much control over it and it can happen more than once. It's a bit like Seungkwan's instant love thingy..." Wonwoo cut into the conversation, his comment making sense immediatley and making Minghao frown. Wonwoo looked up from his book, pulling his foot out of the sunlight before looking at Minghao again.

"You didn't know that?" When Minghao shook his head, Wonwoo awkwardly looked at the book he held before laying it on the ground and kicking it to Minghao.

"Do you want me to close the curtains?" Minghao asked as he picked up the book and Wonwoo nodded, waiting until the sunlight was blocked off. He stretched out his legs, glad that he could after sitting in the corner of the room to avoid sunlight. The book in Minghao's hands was quickly opened again, reading the sentences on what Wonwoo had just explained. Low and behold, everything said was making Minghao's feelings feel valid in a way. On the flip side, it made him a bit more annoyed that it had to be you of all people had to be the one he fell for. Weirdly enough, his body didn't seem to mind it to be you nor did his heart.

"Soonyoung?" Your voice entered just as Minghao thought of you, you stuck your head into the room before frowning. Minghao's heart skipped a beat again when his eyes connected with yours, your smile as you entered the room felt like a nice cold shower in summer.

"Lizard!" Cue the loud laugh from Mingyu, which was quickly answered with a glare from Minghao while you just smirked. Then you glanced at the book that he held, snagging it from his hands before reading the pages that Minghao was reading.

"An infatuation with a person that comes from the desire to hoard. Is often similar to love, but can also turn into an obsession that could lead to the death of the dragon or person that their infatuated with." You read the page out loud, unaware of the lingering eyes of Minghao as he awaited any kind of reaction.

"A love from wishing to possess someone isn't really love is it? It just sound like their lover would be trapped in a relationship they might not want, no?" "Not at all! They still only do so if the other wants to!" Minghao protested and you frowned, closing the book before pushing it back into Minghao's chest.

"How would you know? Have you fallen for someone, scaly?" You were teasing him, but Minghao didn't react like usual. Normally, he'd just roll his eyes and move on. Now was not one of those moments, rather he was annoyed at your statement. It sounded like you were doubting the fact that he could love someone or the fact that you assumed he'd take someone against their will. Both facts annoyed him, made him angry that you believed to be like that. At the same time, it hurt his heart to realize this.

"Wait, you have?" You broke the silence as you realized his actual sentiment behind those words, the sad look in his eyes said a million things. Apologies were quick to pour from your mouth, but Minghao didn't listen to you at all.

"I really didn't mean that you could love anyone, I'm a hundred percent sure you do! Whoever they are, they're really lucky!" You exclaimed and this was something that made Minghao perk up. You saw as his face lit up, eyes almost sparkling as he asked if you meant it. You frowned, a bit confused by his question before nodding.

"Yeah, they really are." You spoke, not being able to control the slight pain in your voice. However, Minghao's hearing was a bit better than most.

"Do you think you're lucky then?" He takes the chance, but before you could answer you heard a loud crash from behind Minghao. Mingyu stood by the table, books scattered on the ground as he held his side in pain. Wonwoo groaned, getting up from his seat in the corner and walking to Mingyu. He hissed as the sunlight hit his skin, but ignored it as he dragged Mingyu out.

"Continue!" And with that, the two of them were gone and silence took over the room. You blinked a few times before shaking your head and turning to Minghao again, staring at him in confusion.

"Why would I be lucky? Shouldn't you ask that to the person you li- Ooooooh..." You stopped yourself, closing your eyes before sighing and looking back at Minghao. He looked nervous, awaiting your answer while fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

"Guess I'm very lucky then." That was all it took for the single thread that held back all of Minghao's desires, snapped. He surged forward to embrace you, but you were quick to dodge him and push him against the cabinet of books.

"One thing, I'm in charge here." You whispered in his ear before gently kissing his neck, leaning back with one of your classic smirks. Minghao groaned in annoyance before pulling you closer again.

"We both are." He gave you a smirk of his own before pushing his head in the crook of your neck and breathing in. You could hear him whispering the word mine, but you paid no attention to it as your plucked a feather from your wing. You watched as it turned solid, turning it more into a charm than a feather. Then you lifted it up to Minghao's right horn, hooking it on one of the many (horn) bracelets he already wore. It clicked and remained at the end of his horn, which made Minghao look up in confusion.

"Token of love." You smiled at him and Minghao stared at you for a couple of seconds before searching in his pockets. Then he pulled out a necklace, one with his scale and some pearls that he then handed to you. You smiled, hanging it around your neck before looking up again.

"Red suits me, no?"

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babyleostuff · 7 months

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Omg your Minghao soft hours absolutely have my HEART. If you’re up for it, could I request a PT.2? Maybe reader wakes up in the morning feeling a bit better and gives Hao kisses as a thank you?!

the thought of kissing or making out w hao and having puffy pink lips after will forever drive me i n s a n e

kisses for hao | xu minghao

a little extension of this soft hour thought

genre | fluff [is a bit suggestive]

author's note | blonde hao is so fucking pretty, i just want to run my finger through his hear and kiss his pretty lips, god help me

Your eyes fluttered open, as the rays of the morning sun seeped through the curtains, warmth grazing your exposed shoulder, which Hao’s shirt failed to cover. You couldn’t remember the last time you woke up so content, but you were sure that the body pressed to your back had something to do with it.

Slowly, as not to wake the sleeping man next to you, you rolled over to your back, so you could fully take in the figure of your boyfriend, who looked as happy as you - even in his sleep. It wasn’t often that you got to wake up next to each other, your crazy schedules, his tours and endless flights made it almost impossible.

His newly dyed blond hair made him look like an angel in the morning light, contrary to his toned upper body and perfect arms that the bedsheet failed to cover that made you think of anything else but angelic things.

You carefully swept back the hair that fell onto his face, gently threading your finger through the soft strands. Almost as he could sense your featherlight touch, Minhgao stirred in his sleep, his perfect lips letting out a content sigh.

“Good morning, bǎobèi,” he murmured, his eyes still closet, but with an evident smile on his face.

“Mmm, it’s definitely a very good morning seeing you like this,” you giggled at how fast he opened his eyes, immediately noticing how most of his body was uncovered.

“Isn’t it too early to think about how perfect I am?” You couldn’t believe you actually had this man in your bed, the annoying smirk on his face with a body out of your dreams.

“It’s never too early, Hao,” you laughed, and put your hand on his chest, scratching lightly the expanse of his naked skin with your nails. He giggled as if you said the funniest joke ever, something you could listen to 24/7.

“Thank you for last night. Thank you for taking care of me,” you said in a more serious tone, looking him deeply into his golden brown eyes. “You have no idea how much I needed that.”

“I’ll always be there for you, darling. No matter where I am, you can always count on me,” Minghao said, his tone mirroring yours. As he raised his arm, his fingerstips grazed your arm, sending shivers down your back, only to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I know, but-,” before you could finish your sentence, Minghao suddenly lunged at you, crushing you with his entire weight, making you let out a genuine laugh of joy.

“W-what are you doing?” you asked, feeling his wet kisses all over your collarbone and neck, as his hands found their way under your (his) shirt.

No matter how many times stuff like these led to sex, there was nothing sexual about it now - you were like two idiots in love, grateful that you could finally spend a perfect morning together, exchanging not so innocent touches and kisses in the comfort of your shared bedroom.

“I should be the one kissing you,” you kept on laughing, as his kisses neared your lips.

“Why?” he smiled at you, placing another one on your cheek, this time more gently. “Because of what you did for me yesterday,” you said, placing your hand at the back of his neck. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you weren't there.”

The way he smiled could light up even the darkest days, you would never find the right words to express how grateful you were for him, so you hoped that at least your kisses could convey a small part of it.

You lifted yourself on your elbow, and pulled him closer to you with the hand that held his neck, as he placed his own on your cheek, stroking it with his thumb. You took a second to admire his face now that you could be near him, noticing all of his imperfections that made him so perfect.

“I love you,” you whispered against his mouth, placing a sweet kiss on his perfectly plump, pink lips, that you’d never be tired of kissing. “I love you even more,” he whispered back.

For a second, as your eyes met, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you, tangled in your bedsheets, in your own little universe. With a gentle, almost hesitant approach, you leaned in closer, sealing your lips in another heartfelt kiss.

Your mouths moved together in perfect harmony, and the taste of morning lingered on your lips - a mixture of crisp air and the promise of a new day.

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lololololchips · 3 months

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Hello! I love your smaus sm they really make my day brighter than ever🥹

Can i request a boyfriend texts with minghao please? Thank you sm! Have a great day/night ;)

thank you anonnn!!!!

hope you enjoy 😁

Xu Minghao || boyfriend texts with the8

genre: fake texts, one shot, fluff

warnings: cursing, fem pronouns, nsfw (?), jealousy (not really tho), mentions of eating problems/food

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seuonji · 5 months

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night shift ★彡 xu minghao

xu minghao x yn ln

masterlist

#12 an easy man! | #13 kuromi pic! | #14 white tee!

notes: there’s a writing part under the cut! (0.5k words)

minghao walked into the back. taking off his apron, he smiled at you. you had already gotten up and folded the blanket to which he stuffed into the bag he carried.

“ready to go?” he asked as he looked up to you. you stiffly stood by him, hands holding the strap of your bag awkwardly and you just nodded.

you closed up the store and went your way out.

you lead the way to the bus stop you usually go to as minghao treaded right beside you.

“crazy i didn’t see you yesterday,” you randomly brought up.

minghao slowly turned to you and squinted his eyes, “we did but like just for a few seconds.”

you immediately made an ‘o’ with your mouth as you recalled.

the bus arrived and you two got on, sitting by each other, your shoulders touched but non of you moved. perhaps you were too tired to?

“you were gonna go out with mingyu today?” he tilted his head. “ah well it wasn’t a set in stone plan, i didn’t even know if i’d wake up the next day,” you laughed. “and you didn’t,” he giggled and sighed. it’s true, you slept for most of the day.

“but that was the first time you hung out with mingyu right? you two seem so close.”

“i think i just adapt well,” you reasoned. notably, you had to adapt well because of how good it would’ve been for the mission.

“understandable. if i didn’t know how friendly you were i would’ve just guessed that you fell for mingyu and that’s what brought you to say yes to going out with him.”

“well isn’t mingyu that guy all of the people in school fall for?” you turned your body to face minghao, showing interest in the conversation.

“oh, are you one of those people yn?” minghao tapped on his chin to provoke you.

your eyes locked into minghao’s out of shock. you coughed out a chuckle and retracted your eyes to the floor. “no,” you sighed out and grinned. “not at all. my heart belongs to someone else,” you softly let out.

as minghao got silent, you swiftly turned your eyes to him but all you saw was a warm smile on his face.

“am i going to unlock the yn secret and find out who it is today?” he poked in more fun.

you sneered and rested your head on your hand, “don’t need to unlock it today when you’ve already guessed it before.”

shit, why are you the one revealing secrets to him? shouldn’t it be the other way around? that’s what you thought as you kept speaking. but minghao’s response cleared your cloudy head.

“well i hope that goes well for you. i’m sure it will.”

there it was again. the tinge of sweetness from minghao that somehow made your heart melt.

it was nice to have someone like this around but also, it wasn’t. he was gravely making you forget why you’re here in the first place.

and the lingering texture of he blanket on your skin made it all the more forgettable.

funfact: the manager wasn’t at work today which is why yn decided to nap straight away. yn thought falling asleep during work was going to be the end of their career however waking up to having a blanket over their shoulders made them realise, they’re glad to have met minghao and have him as a coworker.

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sweetiesicheng · 1 year

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the8 - one morning

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"sweetheart? hey, wake up for a sec," you heard your boyfriend say to you, waking you up.

you groaned and rolled away from him, despite the blanket being pulled away by minghao afterwards. "five more minutes..." you mumbled to him, not wanting to wake up since you went to bed late.

"can you wake up so i can kiss you goodbye?" he asked.

you rolled back and opened your eyes to see minghao sitting on the edge of the bed next to you. he had a sling on due to his collarbone, but you also noticed that he was holding one of your jackets.

"what are you doing with my jacket?" you asked him, clearing your throat afterwards.

"i want to wear it," he answered. "am i not allowed to?" he asked.

"considering that i steal your clothes? you're always allowed," you replied before sitting up and yawning. you helped him put one sleeve on while the other side of the jacket rested on his shoulder. "will you be warm enough? it's really cold today," you asked, remembering what the weather app on your phone said about today's temperatures.

"i'll be fine. i'm bringing another jacket," he mentioned. "you should sleep some more. you didn't sleep much last night," he said to you.

"you didn't either," you replied to him.

"yea, well, i'm the one with work. you get the day off," he said and kissed your cheek. "see you later."

"let me walk you out," you said to him. "i'll go back to sleep afterwards."

"okay," he said and stood up. you got out of bed and threw on a sweater that was on top of the dresser while the8 went out of the room.

you met him at the front door, where he slipped on a pair of sneakers. you made sure his second jacket was secured around him.

"call or text me when you're in your way home," you said to him.

he nodded, "i know," he said with a smile. "love you."

"love you," you said to him.

suddenly, someone knocked on the front door. the8 looked through the peephole before unlocking and opening the door, letting a freezing cold breeze into the house. you crossed your arms in attempt to conserve some warmth from your body.

behind the door revealed jun and hoshi. “uber pickup for the8," hoshi spoke with a chuckle. "oh hey y/n," he greeted.

"hi," you smiled at the guys who were at the door, "make sure he doesn't do anything," you said to them.

"we know. don't worry," jun said to you.

"see you later, sweetheart," the8 said to you before kissing your cheek.

"bye," you replied and pecked his lips.

"i think i threw up internally."

"me too."

"can you guys stop?" minghao asked while stepping out. he smiled at you while you waved at him. you watched the three get into the car, where dino waved from the driver's seat. you returned the greeting before dino drove off. then, you closed and locked the door before going back to the bedroom to get another hour of sleep.

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ssentimentals · 5 months

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seventeen members as their natal charts: minghao

sun in scorpio, moon in aquarius

unusual in a way that sparks curiosity, this man has wide variety of interests and a warm heart; non-judgemental and kind, he's patient and is surprisingly headstrong and passionate about his beliefs. he does not open up easily and needs time to warm up, but he's not cold (even when he's being perceived like that)

'well, that turned out worse than i thought.'

your whole team left and your heart aches with loneliness and this heavy responsibility on your shoulders. or you thought that everyone left, but then there's a wool coat on your shoulders and cup of hot green tea in your hands. 'it is not wise to self-isolate at the time of sadness.' minghao looks at you with gentle smile and carefully adjusts his coat on your shoulders. 'or at the time of need.'

warmth from the cup makes your palms tingle and you stare down at it, not being able to look at minghao. because you know he's looking at you with his gentle smile, his too understanding eyes and you don't feel like you deserve it. he is not judging - minghao never does - and one part of you wants to cry and another one wants to cuddle into him and ask him to never let you go.

'drink a little,' minghao carefully urges. you can't not listen to him and obediently take few sips. 'good. give it to me for now.' he takes cup from your hands and puts it to the nearest chair. 'now come here.'

you simply fall into his arms. there's no other way to say it, your body simply falls on his and he catches you. minghao doesn't disappoint, he holds you tight, lets you sag into him and let go. 'it's okay,' he whispers. 'let it all out. it's okay, i'm here. it's gonna be okay.'

and maybe you're delusional and tired, but when minghao says those words, those it's gonna be okay, they never sound like an empty promise, they always sound like a plan that he's going to execute perfectly. and you trust him with it with your whole heart.

this man wants to know everything about their partner, he is the most loyal and caring people once they are sure in their choice; ideally, they need someone who craves intimacy and also knows how to respect boundaries, because his freedom is a non-negotiable thing

you quietly giggle, when minghao's finger reaches your kneecap. 'hao, you know i'm ticklish there!'

he only smiles and placing a loving kiss, caressing your skin with all tenderness in this world. 'i see a scar here. how did you get it?'

'a scar?' you frown, sitting up and checking. 'gosh, hao, it's so tiny, it's not even a scar! you scared me for a second.'

'still,' minghao presses, pushing you down and smothering your face with kisses. 'wanna know. tell me.'

'you silly,' you mutter, moving a little to press yourself closer to him. these kind of nights, when you two just lay in bed, talking about nothing and everything are your favorites. you kind of want to stay in this bubble with minghao forever. 'it's nothing interesting.'

'but i wanna know,' he even whines a little, kissing up your neck. his kisses are soft with no heat behind them, only gentleness and affection. 'i wanna know everything about you. everything is interesting if it's about you.'

his words warm you up. no one has ever shown this desire to get to know that deeply, everyone usually scratched only surface level and went on. but not minghao, no. he won't stop until you tell him everything, until there'll be no secrets left between you two because that to him is the peak of intimacy and that's what he wants to have with you. in return he'll give you all of him and anything you ask for.

'i think i just fell,' you mumble, trying to remember what happened. 'now it's your turn, where is this scar from?' you ask, pointing at the one on his right hand.

minghao smiles. he feels infinitely grateful that his desire to learn more is mutual, how he found someone who is equallly entranced by him as he is by them. fate is very kind, he thinks, kissing the tip of your nose. it's the kindest if it gave you to me. he tells you the story and his heart grows bigger and bigger in his chest at your undivided attention. he thinks he can get used to this feeling. and when you lean in to place a kiss on his scar, he hopes it'll never fade away.

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