#minghao smau

[suhnshinehaos]

growing pains : interlude ii

series synopsis : people say that you’ll experience three kinds of love in your lifetime. the first is an idealistic love, the kind that feels straight out of a fairy tale. the second is the hard love, the kind that will leave you with lessons about yourself and the love you want and need to experience. finally, the love you never see coming. this is the story of your three loves. pairing : svt 97 line x gn!reader genre/s : non-idol au, coming of age, angst, fluff, my attempts at humor interlude two wc : ~1.1k

interlude ii  ➤  live well

" and i know it's fine to end our time be safe, be true, and i'll think of you " from palace's live well

previous  ➤  act three, part sixteen next  ➤  act three, part seventeen growing pains  ➤  masterlist

“gyu, i swear to god if you get drunk i’m not carrying you back to your hotel.”

mingyu laughs, loud and unrestrained, his head thrown back and his eyes screwed shut, and it hits you just how much you missed the sound. or really, just how much you missed him. you tilt your head to the side, a small smile creeping up the corners of your mouth as you take a sip of your drink.

“it wouldn’t be the first time.” he speaks through his chuckles, shaking his head, and his eyes meet yours. for a moment, you have the same thought, and he’s the one to actually say it out loud. “this is nice.”

and it really is.

there was once a time when you couldn’t even imagine being in the same room as him, just the two of you, laughing like there hadn’t been years of shared history between the two of you. for a second, a memory flashes across your mind; the feeling of his arm slung across your shoulders, his alcohol laced breath mixing in with his cologne, muttering a drunken string of words that you couldn’t quite make out.     

and you look at the mingyu in front of you, cheeks flushed and a look of complete contentment now settled on his features. 

“crazy how life just,” you pause, and eventually sigh out- “works out, huh?”

under the pale moonlight, in a city both of you are relatively unfamiliar with, mingyu has never felt closer to you than he does now. strangely enough, it all feels right. he nods, “crazy. everything that happened had to have happened.”

a silence settles between the two of you, but not tense nor uncomfortable, as memories of the last couple of years, and eventually the last couple of months, fill both your senses. mingyu scans your face, noting for any signs of unease from being with him.

mingyu finds none, which makes him let out a breath of relief.

cutting through the silence, you ask a question you’ve been meaning to ask him for a while. 

“are you happy, gyu?”

you didn’t mean for the question to be so loaded but, in a way,  you only knew so much. you saw him every now and then, when he came to visit you, jeonghan, vernon, and soonyoung for a couple of days. you saw his instagram stories and twitter posts, travelling around the world, meeting new people, walking runways, booking several editorials.

“i am.” he lets out a breath and you see the tension in his shoulders fall, looking up to the clear night sky then back at you. “god it feels good to finally say that out loud, and actually mean it. you know?”

you blink back at him for a couple of seconds, it seemed like it was something he was just acknowledging himself, but a smile spreads across your face. “i’m so happy for you.”

and you mean it, with every fiber of your being.

just like that, you notice how much he has changed since your college days. gone is the tense, hesitant mingyu that you had once come to know. the one that lied on the other side of your bed in your apartment in new york, the one with the permanent crease between his brows. you see him now, calm and confident, and secure in himself. you had caught glimpses of it before, but now it radiates through him, engulfing you in his light.

“you seeing someone?” the words tumble out of your lips before you couldn’t even process them. curiosity got the better of you, and before you could take it back he simply shakes his head.

“ah no, i go on dates sometimes, but nothing that ever really lasted.”

you nod, and mingyu continues.

“and that’s okay, you know? i’ve just been doing eyes, heart, and arms wide open. being honest with myself and what it really is what i want, whether it’s in my professional or personal life. if things don’t work out, at least i can say i did my best. it took a while for it to feel sincere, and not like i’m just forcing myself to do it for the sake of it, but i’m happy with myself.” 

his voice grows softer as he ends his little ramble, and you part your lips to tell him that you’re proud of him, but he beats you to the punch.

“you taught me that, you know?” he smiles, “i mean, if we hadn’t gone through what we did- not like i’m saying that you were in my life just for a lesson because i really do value you as a friend, and as a person-”

“no, i- i get it, gyu.” you cut off his rambling with a quiet laugh, noticing his eyes become bigger and more panicked. 

he lets out an exaggerated breath of relief and holds a hand over his heart. “what about you, yn? are you happy?” 

your mind briefly flashes to reuniting with your maple drive friends, to the friends you’ve made at work, being able to see jeonghan, soonyoung, and hansol more often, to the shoots you’ve done and the work you’ve accomplished.

from all the stress you’ve gone through from moving so far away from home, from struggling to book shoots when you were freelancing after graduated, to where you are now.

a wave of peace washes over you, and you think of tea in the mornings and farmer’s market runs in the afternoon and impromptu shoots at night. 

mingyu didn’t near to hear your answer, he simply just knew.

he silently raises his glass and you do the same, clinking them together and downing the rest of your drinks. 

“continue to live well, yn.” he says gently, sincerely, looking right into your eyes so you knew he meant every word. 

you reach out a hand across the table rest your hand atop mingyu’s, “you too.” 

he glances at his watch and notices the time, “i should get you back to jihoon, he was already hesitant to let you go with me since you’ve got an early flight tomorrow.”

mingyu settles the tab, ignoring your insistence to pay your share, and you walk back towards your hotel. your shoulder brushes against his, and it doesn’t make his heart flutter in the way it used to. it simply reminds him that you’re still there, walking next to him, and for all his shortcomings, you were still in his life. 

if anything, he was simply just grateful.

even more so when you wrap your arms around him before entering the elevator, hugging him tighter as you whispered, “i’ll see you soon.”

mingyu’s lips stretch into a grin as he waves goodbye and the elevator doors close, “i’ll see you soon.” 

from reese, with love <3

oh yngyu.... ngl i choked up a lil writing that "i'll see you soon" aaaah they are so dear to me. at first i didn't know if i wanted to give gyu the seokmin treatment and give him a potential new partner, but if there's something i want you guys to takeaway from this, it's that romantic love isn't the be all-end all. if you happen to find it, wonderful! bec romantic love is a wonderful thing! but finding love within yourself, the company you keep, and the work you do is just as wonderful- and i'm glad this version of mingyu gets to have that :)

thank you for reading! asks/rbs/replies are always appreciated, i'd love to know what you think <3 hope you're all doing well!

[hanggarae]

🗯️ at least you’re determined idk

content minghao x f!reader one shot smau, enemies to lovers sorta, fluff

warnings swearing

synopsis; minghao trying to make you confess after you guys had beef in high school

[seuonji]

night shift ★彡 xu minghao

xu minghao x yn ln

— a smau with written parts.

notes ๑ gn!reader, fluff, humour.

warnings ๑ profanity

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.

masterlist

profiles — folder.yn — folder.minghao

#1 expel him!

#2 observing!

#3 please hire me!

#4 i want to resign!

#5 better days when?!

#6 a bittersweet encounter!

#7 7th chance!

#8 wasted times!

#9 yn’s boyfriend!

#10 paracetamol!

#11 monopoly!

#12 an easy man!

#13 kuromi pic!

#14 white tee!

#15 lucky charm!

#16 …!

more to come…

[twogyuu]

"Let Me Know When You Get Home" [svt perf. unit]

pairing: svt performance unit x reader

synopsis: because the most simple, but heartwarming thing someone can do is caring about and making sure you getting home safely 💟

genre: fluff, smau format, everyone's relationship is a little different (i.e. chan's and jun's aren't established LOL) || warnings: profanity, chan is drunk, minghao's s/o is thirsty

a/n: no but actually im kinda head over heels for soonyoung

hhu || pu || vu

[jaemified]

TAKING ME HIGH (ANGEL)

“fuck. you really couldnt wait an hour?”

☆ pairing ; dior employee minghao x flight attendant fem reader

☆ genre ; smut (minors dni!!), porn w plot, est relationship

☆ warnings ; swearing, smoking, oral (m receiving)((giving head under the table)), handjob, haos mean, readers bratty, praise kink if ya squint, degrading, pet names (baby, pretty girl, angel, sweet girl, pretty baby, brat, slut), hair pulling

☆ wordcount ; 2.0k

☆ synopsis ; after being away from your boyfriend for almost a literal week thanks to your job, you want nothing more than him in every possible way. but when he finds himself picking his games over you, you come to a compromise; sneaking under the table while hes distracted.

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it wasnt like your boyfriend didnt spoil you.

i mean, you were pretty fucking spoiled considering he was one of diors top employees. he always made sure to bring you home a ‘small’ gift coming out of his bonus after a successful sale at work.

and by small, he means one of the most expensive perfumes or shoes he knows youd love.

of course you were grateful for the gifts and all, it wasnt like it was one sided seeing as you always brought him back some luxury brand when you took part in flights across the world BUT, all you really wanted was his attention.

youre his perfect angel, you both knew that. but no amount of gifts can satisfy how much you craved him and his touch after a long 7 days without him.

finally, you were coming home. not that you were really gone that long. but when you’re a flight attendant for 10 different 12 hour long flights, its without a doubt you’ll be tired beyond belief.

you were so excited to see minghao, wanting nothing more than to cuddle with him in your warm bed.

that was, until you called him at least.

you realized you wanted way more.

you facetimed minghao as you stepped into your taxi on the way to your apartment complex, plugging your earbuds into your phone.

“hi baby. im so excited to see you! im about a half hour away.”

“me too, i bet you did so good at work. i got a surprise waiting for you. where are you? driving?” he mumbled, seeming distracted.

“im in a taxi, ill put it on my card though. what are you up to? you sound distracted. could you turn on your cam for me?”

“huh? oh yeah no problem, sorry. i just- damn it! wonwoo, get mingyu! hes right behind you!” minghao shouted, startling you as his loud voice rang through your ears.

you sighed, of course hes playing games.

“is this better?” he asked with a sweet but slightly confused tone.

there he was, your boyfriend. you couldnt even believe he was yours. he wasnt even doing anything, just sitting there with his phone propped up as he yelled at his computer.

“y/n?”

“huh? oh sorry.. you look..”

“great? i know.” he chuckled.

great was an understatement. hes heavenly. with his black fitted tank top, his sunglasses resting on top of his black cap.

you pressed your thighs together at the way his muscles flexed whenever he gripped his mouse.

minghao glanced over at you, smirking lazily as he lit up a cigarette he pulled from his desk drawer.

“smoking again?”

“coulda smoked with you if you were already here.”

“im not a stoner like you. its occasional.”

“isnt today an occasion?”

“...”

you both kept it short, with you being the one to hang up seeing as you were in semi public and totally not because you were growing more and more horny seeing minghao in that stupid tank top.

you made sure to tip the driver before you had rushed to the entrance of the building, barely able to wait any longer to see minghao (amongst other things).

you opened your door to your shared bedroom, and there he was.

“hey baby, how was work?” he asked half minded as he barely turned to notice you.

“it was so damn tiring. missed you.” you mumbled, walking over to your boyfriend, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaving a peck on his cheek.

“yeah missed you too sweet girl. fuck- chan! oh my god, revive me or i swear i wont buy you food for the rest of the month.”

“i thought itd be us today?” you pouted.

“it is, angel. whatever you want pretty baby. just give me a few minutes yeah?”

and so you waited,

and waited.

and waited some more

it felt like an eternity had passed (it was barely over an hour) yet you were growing needier by the second watching the way his muscles flexed, and the way his voice sounded, or especially the way he’d groan and throw his head back whenever he lost.

‘id kill to see him like that while i was doing something else..’ you mumbled

until,

a lightbulb went off in your head

slowly, you made your way to minghaos desk, pecking his soft lips before crawling under the table to kneel in front of him.

“what are you doing angel?” he asked with a warning tone.

“nothing. dont mind me.” you hummed as you reached out to untie the drawstrings on his sweatpants.

“y/n- god. just keep it down wont you?” he whispered looking down at you, then back at his computer screen as he saw a new game was starting.

you smiled to yourself knowing you were getting what you wanted, for the most part.

you pulled down his sweatpants, pressing a kiss on minghaos inner thigh, mumbling a ‘thank you’ as he lifted up his hips to make it easier for you remove the grey piece of clothing.

you kissed up from his knee, all the way up to his bulge before rubbing your thumb over his clothed tip, where a wet patch began to grow.

minghao brought one hand down to your head, gripping your hair. “stop teasing and just take it out already.” he muttered as he brought your face closer to him.

“i thought it was anything i wanted?” you mocked.

he only rolled his eyes and released his grip on your hair to return back to his keyboard.

you pull down his boxers, sighing in contentment as a drop of precum hits your cheek.

slowly, you wrap your lips around his tip, swirling your tongue around and swallowing what leaked out his slit.

you focused most of your attention on his tip knowing how sensitive he was before going down and taking as much as you could, feeling him deep in your throat.

minghao bit back a choked moan, you were able to feel how his body stiffened up.

“what? yeah im good. i just slammed my hand on my desk.” he brushed it off to his friends.

then, you noticed how hard he was trying to not get caught when you were hardly doing anything. so you wanted to try something — see how far you could go before he snaps.

you bob your head up and down his length, running your hand wherever your mouth couldnt reach.

seeing how he wasnt reacting as much anymore, you slowly pull off his dick. that was, up until you felt your boyfriends tight grip on your hair, moving you the way he wants you.

he held your head still as he fucked up into your mouth, letting out occasional low whimpers.

“hao- seriously, you seem so distracted like we might as well just kick you out the party.” mingyu joked.

“shut up gyu you arent even on our team.”

noticing the conversation between him and his friends, you thought youd stop for a few seconds just to take a breather, before he grips your hair harshly to keep you still, chuckling at how tears formed in the corners of your eyes when he started to thrust his hips up harder against the back of your throat.

“hes kinda right though, you keep dying twice every other round and spend most of your time just standing in the corner.” wonwoo spoke up before everyone else in the team muttered in agreement.

“whatever. im muting, hold on.”

he typed something into his keyboard before removing his headset, and looking down at you.

he stops his movements and releases your hair when you look up at him, his hard dick still resting in your warm mouth.

“what are we gonna do with you, huh sweet angel?”

you whined, rubbing your thighs together before pulling off him and replacing your movements with your hand, stroking him softly, giving him a squeeze.

“god- youre such a fucking brat.” he groaned as you sped up your pace. “fuck- you really couldnt wait an hour?”

“cant. missed you too much. need you so, so badly..” you moaned as you watched the amount of precum leaking from his tip, lowering your head to lick it up.

“yeah? youre an impatient slut huh? couldnt wait for my cock? is that it?” he scoffed.

minghao takes one more puff of the joint he lit earlier before putting it out and throwing away the bud, blowing the smoke up towards the ceiling.

he puts his hand over yours, stopping your wrist before whispering in your ear,

“if you dont make me cum in 5 minutes, youre not cumming at all.”

[hamji-hae]

CAN U DO SOMETHING ABOUT MINGHAO? ANYTHING !

random texts with bf! minghao

cw: crack, fluff, slightly suggestive, one kys joke found on pinterest lol

author’s note: thank you for the request lovely <3 sorry if it’s a bit short :/

requests are always open!

[hanniedream]

text prank with 97 line.

changing every nickname/terms of endearment to "bitch" on their autocorrect.

95 line ver. | maknae line ver.

seokmin

mingyu

minghao

[horangboosadan]

MOONWALKER | XU MINGHAO

pairing: xu minghao (the8) x gender neutral!reader

synopsis: it's unlucky that whenever your boyfriend decides to post pictures from his photoshoots that have you go crazy, he's always out of town

genre: one shot smau, established relationship, fluff

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boo talks

i was scrolling through ig last week and saw haos photoshoot pictures and i died a little bit and could not help myself from imaginiarly letting him know that he's killing me. hope you enjoyed this (also did anyone else know how nice moonwalkers lyrics are? like theyre so cute??) ((also i wrote this when theyd left for paris but before they did anything, if not i would've included smth about it bc i am not over it at all))

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[heeheesang]

minghao as your boyfriend texts—☆°~

a/n : minghao vs jeonghan! fight! (i love them both pls don't hate me)

back to seventeen's masterlist—☆°~

[yyawnjun]

BE MY MUSE

photographer!studentminghao x fashion!studentreader

summary: how does it feel to be unexpectedly for one day the muse of your biggest crush since middle school? and what if it became harder than you thought ignoring those feelings?

short smau ; fluff!! ; funny; 2.4k wc

last part !!! let me know your opinions plsplspls ; if you want I could do other parts like extra chapters (?); and maybe another short smau with another pretty guy; let me know if yes and with whom you would like; thanks for all the support !!!

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8.08 am you were when you woke up, and as soon as you opened your eyes a delicious smell of pancakes surrounded you.

Jun - because he had lost a bet the day the night before - had been forced to cook breakfast for everything, and so he was in the room near baking pancakes.

You got up, maybe because of the scent or maybe because you were anxious about the day ahead, and slowly moved to where the good smell took you.

You found him with his back turned with his eyes fixed on the stove, and had it not been for the noise you caused when you greeted him he might have remained in that trans state forever.

When you looked at the calendar after checking the time on the attached to the wall clock, which read a little after eight fifteen, you realized that the moment had arrived to pose for Minghao. Now is the time to be the muse for your crush—the person you had been admiring since middle school but had never gotten too close to.

Since you were a student in a fashion school, you had already modeled for several projects, including dress fittings and fashion shows. But it seemed like you forgot about that when you had to pose for the person this time—the one who made it impossible for you to be calm and collected, the one who made your heart race.

Thoughts began to wander, and Jun became concerned briefly as he attempted to jolt you out of your brief state due to the baffled expression on your face.

You were so dimly aware that you didn't realize that Jeongan and Chaewon had also arrived to say - as soon as you blinked and returned to the real world, the first thing you noticed was a phone next to your face and the sound of the picture.

"New group profile picture. Thank you," Jeonghan told you in a voice still slurred with sleep as he put the phone away.

"PANCAAAKES" Before anyone could say anything about what had just happened to you that word was shouted.

A few seconds later, you heard a sound of quick footsteps, followed by a sort of shriek of happiness at Jun's freshly prepared breakfast.

"DID YOU REALLY MAKE PANCAKES?" screamed Yujin.

"PANCAAAKES," he replied, as Jungwon echoed.

And so it came about that soon enough you were all seated at the same table, too tired to speak, eating the exquisite pancakes Jun had just made with slow movements and light smiles.

The simple things that morning, like the deliciousness of the pancakes or the way the sunlight illuminated your friends and made them even more beautiful than usual, kept your attention from wandering and from falling into anxiety.

"Yn, we appreciate your attempt not to burst from anxiety. But your expression betrays you - Jungwon said at one point - you went from spacing out for ten minutes, and then to "I look at my friends as if they are the only and the greatest thing in my life", are you okay?"

Startled at how they had again been extremely detailed, you replied. "I feel like my mind could explode at any moment."

"Focus on the fact that you would be late if you didn't start getting ready in 3 seconds." with that simple but striking phrase, Jeonghan brought you back to reality.

9:28 in the morning; you had only 32 minutes to be ready. You quickly stood up and dashed to your room to change. After Minghao mentioned the theme of his photos the previous day, you were grateful that your friends had helped you with choosing your outfit.

Shortly after you were joined by your Yujin and Chaewon, who helped with make-up and hair.

"If the crush on Minghao pass yn hit me up. I am better than a man, and you are too beautiful for a man," concluded Yujin as she finished fixing your hair.

And damn, that girl's compliments made you feel so happy.

It was 9:50 a.m. you had just finished, and you were about to leave.

"Yn! Let's bet: confess to him. If he reciprocates, you'll transfer me to my iban 15$. If not, I'll do it for you." Jeonghad said.

"Sure sure," you said before you left.

"Yn, the colors of your socks are different. - Jun said before you could be too far away to hear him - nothing could go wrong !!"

That phrase was the only one that accompanied you on the walk as you reached Minghao.

He stood out from the crowd when you first saw him, and you bet you could recognize him anywhere. You would tell everyone that it was because of his unique style, but in reality, it was your feelings that made him the most handsome person you could imagine having by your side.

He wore a large black bag, sunglasses, headphones, a tight semi-transparent shirt with dark red and green designs, and black baggy pants. His body moved slightly in time with the music while his gaze remained fixated on the void.

As soon as you reached him and welcomed him, you could feel his eyes moving back and forth across your body, top to bottom.

He quickly smiled and said, "You look very nice; let's go," before turning and walking in the direction he had in mind.

People were staring at you as you walked, watching you with a certain mixture of amazement and admiration.

You seemed to be prepared for a fashion show.

He, on the other hand, didn't seem surprised by the looks, but he could tell you were nervous.

"Yn, they are all admiring you. They all look at you admiringly, as in a fashion show. And if I weren't in danger of crashing with a light pole, I would do the same."

Your ears made the words sound like classical music. When so much still needs to happen, you reach the first point of highest tension, just as in symphonies.

"mpf look who's saying that," you whispered.

You two soon arrived at the destination, which was your middle school.

You suddenly had a thousand memories come flooding back, both good and bad. Minghao, and how it all began with him, was the one who stood out among them all.

You were a little confused by the setting because he hadn't given you much information regarding his plans for the project - but he had added that since you had become his muse, the whole photobook's theme had changed.

"Memories of Beauty" was the theme of which you were the muse.

You didn't know much more than that; all he had said was that he wanted his photographs to be simple and minimalistic.

You two went to an empty classroom that would be your photographic studio that day after entering the school and moving quickly to avoid being seen.

"Do you remember that this was our art room?"

"How could I forget! It was in this classroom that you spoke to me for the first time," and immediately afterward you bit your tongue at what you had just spoken.

The awkward silence had developed, even if you were the only one who recognized it, so your mind started to come up with millions of things to say to break it.

The silence was absent for him as his heartbeats filled those moments noisily.

"I remember that very well," he added, making you wince.

Despite the moment of confusion, he appeared calm, and this also helped you to relieve your initial tension.

"I chose this theme since you reminded me of it; it won't be anything wild. I'll give you a more thorough description of my photobook project at the end of the day. I am aware of your curiosity, and I promise you that you will know everything," He told you while smiling as usual.

You found out only later that he was not yet ready to give you the speech he had prepared the night before.

So you nodded and prepared for the photoshoot.

As a model, you already knew many poses, and he, as a photographer, knew as many poses. Thanks to this, you were able to work very quickly and without too many hiccups.

Occasionally The8 would hand you some accessories, such as his glasses or one of his jackets, but the funniest moments were when he showed you how to set up for the pose.

Once you switched roles—he was the model, you were the photographer—and while your laughs filled the classroom, you made memories untouched by the outside world.

"We have one shot left. I thought you might change outfit," the boy said at one point.

"Oh, I hadn't thought about bringing another one."

"Do not worry; it's not necessary. If it's good with you, of course, I thought I'd lend you some of my clothes."

"Of course, thank you" you replied without thinking.

He handed them to you, and you moved to the bathroom to change.

Only there you realize what you had just so nonchalantly accepted.

His scent on those clothes was intoxicating and tremendously good.

Only a red tie, red boots, and red sunglasses stood out from the long, dark skirt and matching top.

When you were following Minghao's Instagram account, you remember seeing images of him wearing the same outfit. You smiled and flushed at this.

So, with your head still in the clouds and a dreamy expression on your face, you made your way back to the classroom.

It was the click of the camera that made you wake up.

"What is this thing of taking pictures of me when I least expect it-" you said, thinking back to the Jeonghan episode that morning.

"Uh sorry, I should have immortalized you because I was mesmerizing…"

"Uhm! Thanks…I guess," you replied, chuckling.

When The8 saw you wearing the outfit, his eyes struggled more to re-cross yours, and the points of his ears turned crimson.

At that time, only he knew how attractive you were in his eyes.

The shots ended, and it was now 2:38 p.m., so you opted to go and have lunch together.

It had been a quick photo shoot. But, thanks to his talent, combined with yours, and a healthy dose of luck and worry about the short deadline, you finished in almost five hours.

You hadn't forgotten about the change in your attire, but you both chose to keep your opinions to yourselves about it. You to keep his fragrance close for a little longer, and he because seeing you in that dress had encouraged him to confess.

Lunch flew by, and you found yourself going through a park, planning to sit down someplace and rest for a moment in the shade of some trees.

"Do you know who a muse is, yn?"

"Of course, besides being the daughters of Zeus, the muses are those who inspire poets, painters … artists," you said, smiling.

And he nodded before continuing, "I chose to ask you to be my muse because I knew exactly what that word meant. And I knew I couldn't use it on anyone other than you. You are my muse of memory of beauty."

"What do you mean?"

"I chose as the theme for my photobook: "memory of beauty" , and I couldn't help but draw inspiration from the ancient Greeks. Those from whom we derive the current definition of beauty, you know? And the Greek poets, such as Sappho, were always inspired by a muse while creating those timeless works of art."

You hesitated for a moment, perplexed by his speech; was this his way of confessing to you?

"Oh look! There is a perfect spot under that weeping willow tree," he said pointing to the ground.

You approached there, and as you sat down on the lawn, he stretched out to look at the sky.

"…I don't think the beauty of my photobook will be immortal for everyone, but it will be eternal for me because of your collaboration."

"Wait, so you think I am pretty?… I mean, because you're the one who compared me to the concept of beauty…I am honored, Minghao."

And hearing his name mentioned by you sounded sweetly as honey in the boy's ears.

"You are beautiful yn."

The words that came from him seemed almost more romantic than Yujin's.

He'd never stopped looking up while saying this, because the only thing preventing him from the urge to kiss you at the time was the sky.

"If you use those words, look, I might even fall in love with you," you joked as if you hadn't already.

He paused for a bit before whispering, "You are beautiful."

"What?" convinced you didn't hear correctly, or perhaps to make him repeat himself, you moved closer to his face.

You unintentionally covered the sky with your face at the moment. He started to feel addled as his sight became lost in all the features of your face.

"My muse, you're making it complicated for me to resist the temptation to kiss you," he told you as he closed his eyes, trying to improve the situation.

"Oh?" you boldly asked.

And almost driven by an invisible force, you kissed him.

Because of how well your lips matched each other, it was a kiss that tasted fresh, fantastic, and magical.

He had opened his eyes wide in astonishment, only to close them again and be able to feel the feeling that he had been hoping for…

"MINGHAO YOU ARE DEAD. YOU SHOULD HAVE KISS HER FIRST-" A familiar voice was heard, and then Hoshi - a boy with black hair and a shirt with a tiger drawn on it - appeared from afar.

"HOSHI SHUT UP-" another male voice tried to shut him off.

Seungkwan, Jeonghan, Yujin and Chaewon all came shortly afterward.

It took a short time before all your friends joined you.

Yujin had been alerted by Hoshi's live tweeting, and once the others were informed, it had taken little time for them to reach you.

So you all ended up in a bar near the university since Dk was the waiter, and you and Minghao were mentally preparing to tell your version of how it all happened to the new big friend's group.

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[suhnshinehaos]

⚘  growing pains

series synopsis : people say that you’ll experience three kinds of love in your lifetime. the first is an idealistic love, the kind that feels straight out of a fairy tale. the second is the hard love, the kind that will leave you with lessons about yourself and the love you want and need to experience. finally, the love you never see coming. this is the story of your three loves. pairing : svt 97 line x gn!reader genre/s : non-idol au, coming of age, angst, fluff, my attempts at humor

act three : the unexpected love

after years studying and working abroad, yn is finally back home to a new job and new faces. all they want now is to focus on nothing else but their career and one of their coworker’s friends, minghao, makes it all the more interesting. 

part fifteen : infinite mornings (1/2)

previous  ➤  act three, part fourteen next  ➤  act three, part fifteen (2/2) growing pains  ➤  masterlist

from reese, with love

hiiii , apologies for the long wait ;-; this little update got me giggling ynhao make me so soft and i hope you missed reading them as much as i did writing them. insane to me how close we are to the ending…. but we have a little two parter for part 15 / 20! tysm for reading and for your patience. i’d love to know what you think, all asks/replies/rbs are much appreciated (also serves as a little interest check for me that u guys are still here after the loooong pause in updates haha). hope you’re all doing well and taking care ^^

[luvlaki]

bf!minghao cameraroll ☆

[seuonji]

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.

masterlist

#14 white tee! | # 15 lucky charm! | #16 …!

notes: there’s a writing part under the cut! (1.6k words)

last post before the new years!!! so excited for next year! hope you guys enjoy this one<3 thanks for keeping up, love you!

soonyoung had driven to your place and you were notified they were there as jun called you. you silently left the house not wanting to be questioned by thing 1 (cheol) and thing 2 (han) questioning your whereabouts.

you eventually got to the venue of the competition. it was dark and the dim lights glimmered over your face.

“minghao’s already here?” you asked as the three of you walked up the stairs. “yeah, he should be in getting ready in the back or something, let’s head to the stage and find a spot!!” soonyoung beamed.

+

it was a long wait, tons of dancers came out and it was like nothing you’ve experienced before. it was only now you realised you have been too cooped up in your room and taking your role as vice too seriously.

and soon, the man of honour showed up.

“now we have xu minghao, winner of many battles before, let’s give him a round of applause!!” the host cheered out. everyone was loud that even with soonyoungs astronomical voice, it seemed like minghao didn’t notice you guys there.

suddenly jun bent to your ears, “look, minghao’s looking around.”

you turned to him and looked as if you have a question mark above your head.

“he’s checking and wondering if anyone he knows came to see him, of course he’d never admit it but he’s looking,” he softly giggled.

you let out a chuckle, that sounds so minghao. you slowly reverted your attention to the stage and minghao got into his starting positions.

you didn’t expect to be so in awe the next few minutes.

-

“MINGHAOO!!”

“HAOO!” jun and soonyoung continuously chanted.

as his performance came to an end, he seemed like he could finally hear since he finally faced the direction of where the noise was coming from. the area where you, soonyoung and jun stood. and what a face he made when he saw you.

as he thanked the host and jumped off the stage, he immediately made his way to you guys.

“yn?” he said dumbfounded.

“minghao! you did amazing!!” you rubbed his shoulder and commended him.

he felt his ears get warm and he’d never been so dumbfounded before. usually it was only soonyoung and jun that came to these things, along with mingyu and seokmin but most of the time they were too busy but he was thankful for any efforts they put in.

“who’s at work?” he asked totally puzzled.

“seokmin,” jun sternly said it was a bit scary.

minghao just squinted his eyes, further feeling puzzled but the adrenaline was so high he just wanted to let off some steam.

“uh, let’s get drinks?” minghao blurted out and looked at everyone.

+

as college students, it would be understandable to drink alcohol. but, with the vice president around, they were all pretty wary. so here you were, huddled around a small table, drinking juice.

“you never told me it was a competition. let alone, you never told me you were performing!” you whined.

“i didn’t think you’d be interested!” he fought back.

“he’ll forever be like that yn, you need to pry things out of him,” soonyoung sighed and his tiredness with minghao showed as he laid his chin on his hand.

minghao quietly hid his face behind his drink but all of a sudden, the rooms lights dimmed a bit more, catching everyone’s attention.

“well now begin the announcement for this months’ dance battle winners!” the host walked on stage and the cheers came in waves.

as always, the tension had to be built and announcements were taking long. as time passed, soonyoung and jun were holding hands and hitting each other as suspension rose.

“in third place, kina!”

your eyes bounced around the room and you happened to catch a glimpse of minghao’s hands in a fist. he was anticipating.

“in second place, jinni!”

oh, there was a chance for minghao to be first place.

the winners were getting on stage and you poked minghao and pointed to he stage, teasing him telling him he’d be next. he slowly leaned closer to you and whispered, “the competition this month was great, i don’t know if i’ll place.”

you punched his shoulder and whispered back, “you deserve it, stand up already.”

he diddled with your hands stopping you from pulling him up and then you whispered again, “if you win it’s because i’m your lucky charm.”

his response to your words was unexpected, you don’t think you’ve ever seen him laugh so loud.

and amidst your banter, the announcer spoke again, “and in first place, minghao!”

your whole group stood up and even the table almost fell making you all laugh.

just before he went on stage he whispered once again to you, “maybe you are my lucky charm.”

and you don’t know what influenced him, perhaps everything that night was going so well but he went in for a hug with you. just a simple hug.

+

the ride home was like a victory experience. soonyoung and jun sat in the front and soonyoung hung the medal on the rear view mirror as if he won it but it was all in fair game and support to their dear youngest.

“it was really an insane performance,” you patted minghao’s shoulder as swayed as if you were drunk, you were actually just really tired.

“it’s not much,” minghao laughed and stayed humble about the situation.

“no really it was great i think it’s the best ones i’ve seen,” soonyoung popped into the conversation, looking at you both from the rear view mirror.

“well i hope it was worth skipping work today,” minghao joked.

you just realised, you skipped work.

“ah shit i need to tell joshua i’m not at work.”

“you report everything you do to the president?” jun turned around and asked.

you pursed your lips as you realised not everyone knows about your living situation.

“well he’s my roommate and he offered to bring me to and from work,” you explained with a smile.

“ooh you guys are close if you’re roommates,” soonyoung bluntly replied.

“yeah they’re close,” minghao smirked to which yiu gave him a death stare.

and it was as if something clicked in jun’s head as he heard the words come out of minghao’s mouth.

after a long talk about your living situation, the hype and energy died down. soonyoung was focused on driving while aswell singing to every song on the radio. jun was playing some cat game on his phone and you and minghao were continued talking.

“so joshua knows where you are now?” he asked.

“yeah, just told him i’m not going to work today,” you simply explained but in reality havoc was being raised at home.

jeonghan was pinching the bridge of his nose complaining that you shouldn’t be taking your days at work for granted while joshua was trying his best to defend you.

“how’s it going between you two?” he asked in a mildly teasing voice, catching jun’s attention. jun was secretly listening in the front but he almost let his facade slip.

“hm? what do you mean?” you asked back without showing nervousness.

minghao just raised his brows with a smile knowing you knew what he meant.

you laughed lightly and tucked your hair behind your ear, “nothing new.”

minghao pouted his lips and nodded, he never wanted to pry but he was losing things to talk about with you it was the only think he could think of talking about but now he felt bad for bringing up anything.

but he wanted to provide some comfort, he understands the fear of rejection. so while patting your head he whispered, “it’ll be okay.”

you grinned as a response and turned your body to the front, “yeah.”

meanwhile, jun was reporting his live hearings to his fellow mate seokmin and the rest of the car ride was silent but with some chatter here and there.

+

eventually you got home and was lucky enough to avoid an argument with jeonghan.

after taking a warm bath and getting the after party smell off of you, you used your phone just before going to bed.

you let out a sigh and smile of acknowledgement of the fun you had that day and then you shut your phone and dug deeper into the space of your bed.

but suddenly, your hand itched to watch the video you filmed of minghao dancing.

play

you knew minghao was noticeable but with the spotlight on him, he was the only one you could see in this moment. and watching the way his body flowed to the music you saw how he’s powerful but there’s a sense of gentleness in every beat he moves to.

he was just as delicate on stage as he was with you. it reminds you of the way he’s cold when it comes to conversations but he’d never fail to come to your service when you’re in need.

his gaze and his words are sharp like a knife but with every meeting, every game you’ve played and with every shift, your heart grows fonder of mingha—

huh? what are these feelings? joshua’s the one you love.

+

that same night, minghao watched the replay of his performance and he watched the version you filmed. he actually never felt comfortable watching videos of him performing but he was deeply entertained by all the ‘ooo’s & ‘woah’s that could be heard in the background courtesy of your voice.

there was even an ‘oh shit’ at the end of the video by the end of it because the camera was barely pointed at him. you couldn’t focus on taking a proper video because you were that amazed.

and just before he turned the lamp on his bedside table off, he saw the medal he won today reflecting off the light.

he’s won a lot of medals in his life but today in his mind, he mentally thought, ‘thank you, lucky charm.’

lights off.

funfact: minghao thought he saw you in the crowd but he was mildly convinced he was hallucinating. he didn’t quite understand why you’d be there but he didn’t mind that yiu were.

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[jaemified]

SNOWED IN ! - xu minghao [MASTERLIST]

“whos the cute barista on the second floor?”

pairing; barista!hao x receptionist!fem reader

genre; smau, fluff, drama, forced proximity, enemies to lovers kinda (haos uninterested at first)

warnings; swearing, drinking

[estimated] wordcount; 4-6k total

status; on hold! [7.25.23-0.00.00]

synopsis; when an unexpected storm comes over seoul, you and all of your coworkers are snowed in your workplace with no way out, yet you want to make the most of whatever time you have with minghao.

updates; every saturday-monday! (bare w me</3)

notes - tbh theres gonna be a lot more writing parts then a typical smau would have

MASTERLIST :

- profiles !

the baristas | the waiters | the clerks

- chapters !

i ) first time?

ii ) indirectly direct

iii ) forced proximity

iv ) easily annoyed

v ) are you even trying?

vi ) spilled wine (secrets)

vii ) everyones talking about one chance

viii ) free from the snow not the heart

ix ) uncertain realizations

x ) we love cliches [FIN.]

view teaser below the cut !

[hanniha3]

AH! LOVE | Profiles 1

Series Masterlist

a/n priv and y/n accounts will be posted per fic

[najaemsread]

BAGUIO BLUES | x. minghao

synopsis : kung saan pareho kayong may tinatakasang sakit

genre/s : filo smau, non-idol au, angst, fluff, humor mejj

contains : swearing, suggestive humor, food mentions

part one > part two > part three > part four

from reese, with love <3 ayan nasa baguio na po sila hehe anyways- naka priv lahat ng accs ni hao, sina gyu lang nakakakita ;-; anyways, ty for reading, id love to know what u think mga bhe !

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