#best friend mingyu

[wifeyoozi]

Kim Mingyu : Best Friend Rule 57

w.c : 1.6 k ┊ synopsis : the 57th rule of the bestfriend rule book states, "thou must giveth a head to thy bestie in the time of need." ┊ content warning : smut ,, best friends to ...?? ,, blowjobs ,, gn!reader ,, coming down the throat

a/n : mdni !! not completely beta read. This is just me being horny af for mingyu recently.

This is fine, Mingyu thinks. He has shared rooms before. He has shared rooms with you before as well – with his best friend and, for a long while now, his crush. He could do this. He forces his focus on the sappy rom-com movie playing on the cable TV in the hotel room from the fact that you are pressed closed against him on the hotel bed, sharing packet popcorn with him. You are mostly eating it, he's barely even watching the movie.

Some time ago after you settled on the bed beside him, you'd huddled over to him, “Gyu, scoot over. The TV is kinda weird, I can't see properly unless I'm looking right from the centre,” You said as you snuggled against him.

Snuggled against him, until you were pressing your bare thighs to his clothed ones and your arms pressed up till there was a thin sweaty layer in between, your head resting on his shoulder.

He tried to change his position a little, gripping on the comforter tighter around his waist, just hoping you wouldn't notice his, well, little developing problem in his sweatpants.

The movie ended too soon after that and you sighed, “fun movie to waste a Saturday on, no?”

Mingyu hums, about to suggest another movie, because he's a sucker in love who'd spend two more hours suffering in silence in his pants to spend some quality time with his crush.

Instead, you opened your phone screen, reading a text, “uh, the team is doing a campfire night, you wanna join? They brought beer and all.”

“Uhm, no I'll pass tonight. A little tired,” Mingyu said with a smile as you stood up and yawned, stretching your limbs a little. The last thing he wants is to take his little problem outside this room to the rest of the coed basketball team. He'd never heard the end of it from soonyoung, and the thought alone makes him wanna die already.

He watched as you stretched your arms, your shirt sticking tight to your chest, your nipples pebbled under prominently visible. He has never looked away faster. Were you not wearing anything under that flimsy shirt? Were you planning to go to the rest of the team like that? The thought simultaneously made mingyu jealous and turned on and he tried not to let either show up on his face.

“Alright, suit yourself! Don't miss me too much,” you said, winking playfully as you walked outside the room, closing the door behind you.

Mingyu let out a big breath he didn't know he had been holding. He shakes his head before getting up and leaving to the bathroom briefly to get the box of tissues papers. He didn't have lube – of course he wouldn't bring one to his college’s basketball team picnic – so his spit would have to do.

He sighed, taking his aching dick out finally. It's not his ideal style. The bedsheet is scratchy and cold and the headboard hits his head at an awkward angle, but he shifts himself till he's fairy comfortable.

He pulls his shirt to his armpits, fingers of his one hand brushing over his nipple as he spits over his other hand and takes his dick. He gives himself a few lazy strokes, trying to bring his dick to a full erection. He glanced over to where you say beside him, impulsively grabbing your pillow and putting it against his face. Just as he imagined, your perfume lingered on the fabric of it.

He wasn't in a hurry, he knew you would take time if you were going to drink with the boys. He had plenty time.

He thought of you as he stroked himself sensually, occasionally reaching up and flicking and pinching his nipples. He feels intoxicated by your scent in him. He tugs off his boxers till it's pooled around his ankles. He slowly increases his speed, his thumb pressing over the tip where the precum leaked.

He was getting closer to his releasing, your name softly leaving his lips in whimpering whispers.

He heard the door open. Shit.

He has the exact time to either pull down his shirt or pull up his pants before you'd be face to face with him.

Not being able to think properly with his fogged mind, he chose to pull down his shirt instead, leaving his fisted cock out in the open for you to see when you entered.

Your eyes widened, a brown bag in your hand, “i, uhm, thought that, uhm, I'd get us some take out.”

You're flustered, but not as much as him. He is completely frozen, his hand doing little to hide anything about the size or hardness of his cock.

“I-i uhm,”

“That's okay!” You rushed in to say, “I, uhm, I'm your age too! People have, err, urges! That's completely normal, y’know.”

Mingyu is strongly aware of your gaze over his penis as you keep the bag of take out on the floor and climb on the bed beside him. He retreats back of shyness, bringing his knees closer to conceal himself a little.

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath, “uhm, y/n-”

“Shit, you're, like, so big, mingyu,” you chuckle breathily, pushing his knee away. Mingyu would almost think that it was yet one of his sick fantasies, except it wasn't. Mingyu was aware and proud of his well endowed body, but he never knew the things it would do to him hearing it from you. Suddenly mingyu didn't know what words were.

“Should I help you?” you ask him as if you were offering coffee, “friends help each other, right?”

Friends help each other. Friends help each other with a fucking erections.

“Y/n,” mingyu shudders as your finger gently hovers over his red angry tip. He'd meant to say, don't say stuff you don't mean or will regret later. Instead, the words that slip his tongue are, “don't tease.”

You chuckle slightly, “okay, gyu, I won't,” taking a firm grip of his cock above his own fist. A breathy moan leaves his lips. You meet his eyes once, staring deep before looking back at his dick, “gyu, do you think I can fit your dick in my mouth?”

And that is how kim mingyu (born 1997, sex male) died at the tender age of 21. The team would have to carry his body tomorrow. His tomb stone would say, died of blowjob offers. Mingyu thinks – nevermind, Mingyu can't think anymore. His brain is fogged up with the thought of your pretty pink lips around his cock. Fuck.

“You can try,” he mutters softly. He takes his hand off his dick, allowing you full access. You pushed your hair back and wrapped your soft lips around his head. No foreplay, no kitten licks, no jerking him off. You took him in his mouth directly, pushing your head down till you felt his dick filling up your mouth.

You sucked on the length in your mouth, wrapping your hand the remainder of what you couldn't fit in your mouth. Mingyu groaned, his hands grippinng the sheets tightly. Your mouth was hot and warm and wet. So fucking wet. Your technique is a bit sloppy, but mingyu loves it nonetheless. He'd love anything with you and his dick in a single picture.

You take out his dick from your mouth, looking up at him with red lips and flushed face. Fuck, are you pretty.

“Shit, I didn't know it was this hard,” you say, chuckling, “sucking a dick, I mean. You are as hard as it can be.”

“You've… never given a blowjob before?”

“No, why would I?” It was a dumb question on his end, dumber on yours. Neither of you was thinking straight about it though, so it's fine.

“friends can help each other,” he thoughtlessly echoed your words.

“Well, not any friend,” you chuckled. “You're my best friend, gyu!”

Mingyu momentarily wondered if you were even hearing yourself. It felt like a unspoken bestie rule mingyu was unaware about till now, that you must give your best friend a head in time of need. Because you seemed so serious like this was a normal best-friends activity to do, casually sucking their dick.

“Can you shift here? The angle is awkward like this, I think I can take it better if I kneel in front of you,” you tell him, motioning towards the end of the bed. He nods without even bothering to think, shifting at the edge of the bed till his legs hungoff the bed. You shifted on the floor, in between his legs. You looked up at him, taking his leaking erection in your hand and placing it in your mouth.

You forced your gag reflexes to relax and took him as deep in your throat as you could, till your nose was buried in his pubic hair. You sucked him off genuinely, eyes staring deep into his the whole time. He held your hair back, guiding your head to bob up and down on him. He threw his head back, moaning shamelessly despite being aware of the cheap hotel walls as he recieved what felt like one of the best blowjobs he's ever had.

It didn't take long for him to cum spilling down your throat.

“Shit, I'm sorry,” he took out his dick as you choked on his cum, the remainder of it spurting on your lips and cheeks. You coughed a little but swallowed his cum. Mingyu looked at you with wide eyes, realising what you did.

You grab a tissue paper from the bedside table and wipe your mouth. You flash him a smile, “I'll take a quick shower and then we could continue watching another movies while eating the take outs. Why don't you pick this time?”

“Aren't you going for the drinks by the bonfire with the rest of the team?” Mingyu asks dumbly.

“Nahh, I'll pass. Soonyoung and Chan always end up getting super drunk, causing a mess,” you say, getting up to head to the shower.

If Mingyu saw a super wet spot in your shorts and that made his dick twitch, it's nobody's business.

Though he would be down to give you a head if you needed it after your shower. Isn't that what the besties do after all!

[deekaye]

You know what the best part of marrying your best friend is?

Well, it's the unconditional love and acceptance. Even when he knows you snore like a freight train, or remembers those awkward teenage days when you looked like a potato, or how you cried over a simple injection for an entire week. He embraces all of you - quirks, flaws, and all.

I roll my eyes at my best friend slash husband, Seungkwan. He's at it again, playfully teasing me while I'm trying to cook breakfast. Despite his occasional antics, I've grown accustomed to them.

But what truly makes it special is how he loves my family as his own.

"Hey, mother. Did you know when I first saw you, I really thought you and my wife were sisters?" Seungkwan's voice drifted from the kitchen, mingling with the aroma of breakfast cooking on the stove. I smiled at the playful exchange between him and my mom.

Her laughter echoed through the room as she lightly swatted his shoulder. "You moron,how can you remember when you were just 3 years old when your family met us."

"Well, mother, ever since then… you haven't changed even a bit," Seungkwan teased, their shared laughter filling the air.

As I observed their easy rapport, a sense of warmth washed over me. They had effortlessly become family to each other, blending seamlessly into the fabric of our lives.

"Hey, my favorite father!" my husband exclaimed, offering a high five that my dad eagerly reciprocated. Their camaraderie was palpable, a testament to the bond they shared.

"My favorite son!" my dad retorted, a grin playing at the corners of his lips.

Seungkwan chuckled, his expression turning nostalgic. "I'm always glad you became my father! I always envied that woman in the back—" he nodded in my direction "—that she had you as a father. Now, I still can't believe I became your son!"

"Of course, you will always be my son, even if you didn't marry that monkey over there," they laughed together, oblivious to my presence. "Now, hold this flashlight. Let's fix your car. I can't believe you're already grown but can't fix this."

My dad's laughter mingled with Seungkwan's, their banter a familiar melody that filled our home with joy. In that moment, I realized how lucky I was to be surrounded by such love and laughter.

"I've been looking for you everywhere, yet you were just there beside me," The memory of our wedding vows flooded back as I gazed at him, reminding me of the journey that led us to this moment.

Back in college, when we were both grappling with heartbreak and disillusionment, I uttered those words almost as a whimsical notion. "If we can't find someone who will love us forever, let's just marry each other instead." And in that moment of vulnerability and uncertainty, he didn't hesitate to agree.

Now, as I reflect on our journey together, I realize that marrying him was the best decision I ever made. Despite all the missteps and regrets of the past, he has been my constant source of love, support, and happiness.

With Seungkwan by my side, my life has changed in ways I never imagined. In moments of doubt or despair, he's always been there to lift me up. It's almost as if he was the answer to my prayers all along, and I was just too blind to see it.

In him, I found not just a partner, but my soulmate, my confidante, my rock. And as we stand here, enveloped in each other's arms, I know with unwavering certainty that our love will continue to light the path ahead, guiding us through whatever challenges may come our way.

[formulawonu]

mingyu & dinner

summary: dinner with best friend!mingyu. you know him and he knows you – except for the little secret you both are hiding from each other :')

a/n: this is -kinda- related to this short blurb but it could also be read independently hdusikfjh i’ve been thinking a lot abt this dynamic!!!! and this is annoyingly fluff. the tension in the room whew is it hot in here or is it just me??? mingyu attending the louis vuitton show threw me over the edge

wc: 709 

tagging @friedparadiseprincess <3 feel free to ask to get tagged in future works/send in requests!

“open wide.” 

your eyes narrow at your best friend from across the table. he’s attempting to feed you part of the food he’s ordered with a cheesy grin on his face. he knows you get flustered whenever he attempts any kind of public display of affection with you. he finds it endearing.

“kim mingyu, i am not three years old.” you say, making an excuse. 

“come on, baby, open up.” 

his words go directly to the pit of your stomach, making you shift uncomfortably in your seat. 

“can’t you put it on my plate like a normal person?”

“no.” 

“then i don’t want your food.” 

you’re lying, and you both know it, because you had spent the last five minutes glancing at mingyu’s plate longingly. he does not break eye contact with you as he feeds himself the spoonful of food he was offering you a few seconds ago. he dramatically shuts his eyes, letting out a near-pornographic moan as he swallows. you reach over and slap his arm, glancing around the quaint restaurant to see if anyone heard him. 

his eyes fly open, laughing as he watches you hide your face in embarrassment. “see, it wouldn’t have been me making that sound if you just took my offering.” mingyu doesn’t know why, but he loves getting different reactions out of you. he would make a fool out of himself any day just to see what you’d do. he wasn’t afraid of looking stupid or managing his reputation when he was with you – he knew you would accept him for who he was. just as you always have. just as you are right now. “it would’ve sounded better coming out of you.”

you grimace at how he inches his face closer to you, smirking because he knows you won’t retaliate. you break eye contact, sighing as you shove another spoonful of your food into your mouth. “you’re frustrating, kim mingyu.” you hope he doesn’t see the small tinge of pink that has colored your cheeks at the near proximity of him. 

you hear mingyu chuckle then see a portion of his food getting moved onto your plate. “eat up,” he casually says. “i actually ordered this one because i knew you were choosing between this or the one you ordered.” you murmur a ‘thank you’ back, heart fluttering at his thoughtfulness.

he likes watching you – in general – and he’s never done anything to hide it. “stare any longer and we’ll end up switching bodies.” you say, taking a sip of your wine. you’d told mingyu a million times in the past that it wasn’t nice to stare at people and each time he would reply saying he only liked staring at you. he simply leans forward and continues staring at you, a small smile on his face. 

“i don’t mind switching bodies, but i just like looking at you.” 

“i know.”

“actually, i think i just like you.”

“i know- eh?”

he leans back in his seat after watching you, smiling. “of course i like you. who else would put up with you?” he says, raising his own glass of wine to toast you. you clink your glass with his. 

“mingyu, you’re stuck with me whether you like it or not,” you say, taking another sip and emptying out your drink. “we’re both stuck to each other. we made that clear ever since we skipped class that one time and got caught skipping.” he smiles at the memory. you were having a bad day at school and all he knew was he wanted to make it better for you – whatever it took. he had grabbed your hand and walked straight out of school. it makes you smile whenever you think of how silly you two had been then, thinking everything would be okay as long as you two were together. 

mingyu finishes the rest of his wine in one big sip, setting his glass down and getting up. “and i would do it again.” he says, holding out his hand for you to take. you knew leaving the restaurant didn’t mean going home yet. there was always room for dessert with mingyu. 

“and i would too.” you reply, grabbing his hand and walking out of the restaurant with a smile on your face. 

[fairyhaos]

HELPP i sat down and watched the bittersweet mv w my mum today and basically the song talks a lot abt eye contact between lovers n stuff, and around halfway through she turns to me and is like "uh... the only eye contact that is happening is between mingyu and wonwoo... so are they... you know....?" and so i told her how they aimed the mv to be up to the audience's interpretation so she was like "oh so they ARE like that okay nice to know" and like. i wonder if minwon know that they made an mv so gay that even my mother noticed it

[master-tonberry]

Joshua & Mingyu for Cosmopolitan

[maxsix]

[spamgyu]

life update: took a pilgrimage to see txt

[haechannabelle]

who is my seventeen bias, you ask ??? well right now it’s hoshi, yesterday it was jeonghan, the day before it was wonwoo, the whole week before that it was s.coups, a lot of times it’s mingyu, often it’s jun or vernon, sometimes it’s joshua or dk or minghao, and other times it’s woozi or seungkwan or dino. does that answer your question ????

[dashingwishes]

My kitten was so upset about the Seventeen version 3 lightstick and he bit the computer and destroyed my laptop.

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

Thanks so much for the tag! @aaniag and @goblinvern

I'll place a clear version below the cut for the people I tag and anyone else who would like to try! This was really fun actually despite how effort went into it lol.

Tagging without pressure: @wonusite @sluttywoozi @ncteez @cheolhub @toruro and anyone else who would like to! /gen

Clean version!

[wooahaes]

Hi daisy! I'm one of your readers and I just want to say that I love your works oh my god!

And I especially loved sweet night and I can't run away!

But I just want to ask you, what happened to Seungkwan after in sweet night?

Did he get his happy ending?

omg hiii <3 tysm for reading my work!!!

ngl i was going to write a fic for seungkwan in sweet night that like... would have followed him before, during, and after the events of the fic? i think i dropped it bc i couldn't figure out what i wanted to do w it, but it'd confirm something that he mentioned might happen during sweet night

like. both in the seungkwan fic (titled 'ships in the night' which. might tell u something kfhkshdf) and in the original plans for sweet night's ending, there was going to be a little more closure on what happened to seungkwan. i think... i'd put it best as him getting a happy ending, but not the happy ending that he wanted

in his fic, pretty much what he told mingyu he feared might happen would happen. after a while of not speaking, his partner would show up to his work, come into his office, and set the engagement ring on his desk, and ultimately say that "i'm sorry, but i can't." before saying their goodbye to seungkwan (maybe w one final kiss for dramatics teehee). it'd destroy him a bit, but he'd come back from it.

reader and mingyu were supposed to have a wedding in the original ending for sweet night (i ended up ditching it bc i think them getting together/having the proposal fit as a better parallel to where reader started her journey). seungkwan would have been invited after reader and mingyu discussing it at length, and the invitation would have been kind of an olive branch? not so much of a 'reader is letting him back into her life' but a 'let's be mature and find a way to co-exist since we'll still be doing business together'. seungkwan wouldn't go, but he'd send money and his congratulations since it's what he and his therapist would have decided was the better course of actions (since seungkwan's not ready to face ppl who are close to reader & mingyu and potentially(/likely) are still pissed at him).

which. idk what i originally planned from there. i think he'd likely go out that night and end up bumping into someone else who doesn't recognize him in the slightest. they talk for a while, and seungkwan ends up with their number. or maybe his family has been discussing doing things overseas, so seungkwan agrees to go to handle things there. i think i would have still ended it in a similar way: he goes out to see the city he's in, and he bumps into someone who sees him as nothing but a cute stranger, and he gets his fresh start.

its not the relationship he'd hoped for, because unfortunately i don't think he'd be able to repair what he had w them(/ships!reader since they were gonna have their own fic). they're the one who sent SN!reader flowers and an apology early into the fic and hoped that maybe one day the two of them could be friends (bonding over pain haha), and i think they probably knew then that whatever they had with seungkwan wasn't something they could have guilt-free. he's the love of their life, but how are they supposed to wake up next to him every day and not remember everything that happened? theres really no happy endings for these three in terms of being 100% okay with one another.

but i think they'd still, eventually, find that happiness in life. ships!reader would eventually move on and fall in love with someone and be happy. sn!reader has mingyu and (as shown in the epilogue) has a happy, loving marriage with her best friend. and seungkwan finds someone else after... probably a lot of therapy and taking time for himself + his family since i like to imagine they would have realized that seungkwan was thrown into this position because of their expectations, and that he became a shell of himself afterward.

so ultimately: i think yes. not the one he wanted with ships!reader, but the happy ending he needed instead (a fresh start and the hope that he'd be moving forward)

[hotpinkhoshi]

saw svt tonight and hoshi gives such main character vibes i luv him sm ❤️ also mingyu is huge huge

[milfgyuu]

im zooted please send mingyu (physically) and or any of my other bias in photo form yes that includes mingyu because he’s my favorite favorite and then cheol and wonu because their my next favorite.

[librarian-stacks]

OK SO I ASSOCIATE YOU WITH (prepare for the list)

Wonwoo, Yunho, Sehun

Laughing at the stupidest things but feeling just the happiest I have ever felt

Lavender and orange

Overpriced fancy beer that I know I won't drink but it's fun to try

Flower flavored teas

The Eiffel Tower

The smell of a new book

Dad jokes

The feeling of excitement when the plane is going to land and I get to hang out with my best friend

Making impromptu trip plans

Peter Pan - EXO

Warmth

Sarcasm

Fierce protectiveness

Letting my guard down

Dancing Like Butterfly Wings - Ateez

Views from the top of the world

Okay. I think that is all for now.

OKAY BYE GONNA GO CRY INTO MY PILLOW NOW THANKS LOVE YOU SEE YOU LATER

but seriously stop it that's so much. (I am curious about "Peter Pan"... is it because it's the song title, or the song itself?)

AND NOT EVERY FANCY BEER IS OVERPRICED... just... a lot of it is...

i don't know why, but the lavender and orange got me... like, flavors? colors? OBJECTS?! curiouser and curiouser

okay but seriously i love you and you're the best

what do you associate me with?

[chogiwapadada]

Hi low for the game Jinyoung, Mingyu, I.M. 😊

DAMN okay....

Husband - Mingyu because I have to marry him though you almost put him elsewhere you minx....

ONS - Jinyoung....he can do whatever he wants to me

Best Friend - I.M we can hang out with my other bestie Joohoney. (and maybe fuck....)