#mingyu reactions

[babyleostuff]

18+ minors dni

thinking about make up sex with mingyu after a fight, how he would be kneeling before you, ready to do anything you tell him to, just to show how sorry he was.

he would eat you out for hours, making you come on his tongue, face all covered with your juices. gyu would just collect all of it with his fingers, and suck them clean himself.

then, after hours of making out with your pussy, he’d finger fuck you with his mouth sucking on your clit.

he’d be so vocal too - gyu wouldn’t shy away from groaning at your taste, moaning when you pressed your hips against his face, or when you scratched his back, because his hair was too short for you to hold onto.

“fuck, this pussy was made just for me.” “come on baby, fuck my face one more time.” “so good for me.”

at some point you’d have to drag him up yourself from between your legs, so he could finally fuck you properly.

“put your cock where it’s supposed to be, and fuck me.” “anything for you princess.”

and no matter how hard he’d try to make it somewhat romantic, gyu would end up fucking you roughly into the mattress, leaving marks on your tits, and hips from holding you so tightly.

after making you come for what seemed like the hundredth time that night, he’d still ask:

“you think you can ride my face, baby?”

[reikaryu]

20:41 with mingyu

pairing : kim mingyu x gen!reader

summary : it’s almost nine in the night and your boyfriend misses you.

genre : timestamp, fluff, idol!au, established relationship

warning(s) : nothing other than adorable mingyu <3

it’s been a week since you saw your boyfriend face to face. he’s been practising diligently with his group mates for the upcoming comeback, while you were stuck in your studio producing songs for a number of artists.

considering the amount of songs you had to create a baseline for, you haven’t had the time to even think about what mingyu was up to. much less miss his comforting presence and clinginess. but it was not the same for him.

mingyu, despite being entirely focused on improving his dance moves, managed to slip you into the depths of his mind every once in a while. no one has yet to call him out for constantly checking his phone in case you ever texted or called him.

he contemplated surprising you at your apartment but decided against it, since he wasn’t too sure that you were home.

he was fortunate that he didn’t, because you haven’t left your studio since you entered it a week ago. you took two-hour long naps whenever you couldn’t think up anything for the songs and ordered take-out every time you were hungry. basically, no one except for the delivery men have seen you in this past week.

alas completing half of the work you were given, you decided to take a little break and play around with your instruments. but bumzu had noticed that the door to your studio had been closed a little too long and knocked on it before entering. the two of you got into a little argument about your work and personal life and you ended up going home because he threatened to confiscate the keys to your studio for an entire month.

you’re home now. you have just kicked off your shoes and placed them neatly into the cabinet near the entrance. you don’t fail to notice the extra pair that you certainly don’t own. smiling to yourself, you throw your bag on the couch and head into the kitchen.

unsurprisingly, you find mingyu near the stove, undoubtedly cooking up some pasta for the two of you to share.

“gyu,” you exclaim in a soft whisper, happy to see him. “how did you know I was coming home?”

he turns the fire off and pivots on his foot to be met with your body crashing against his. he lets out a laugh, stroking your hair gently.

“I figured you hadn’t left your studio in some time,” he uses a stern tone towards the last few words. you bite back a grin. “I called bumzu hyung to get you out of that suffocating place no matter what.”

“mmh,” you hum, cheek pressed against his chest. “he threatened to confiscate my studio keys. it’s not like he doesn’t lock himself in his own studio sometimes.”

mingyu pushes you away to break the hug as he says, “that’s true.” then, he leads you to the table and sits you down. “I’ll get the food ready. just wait.”

after dinner, you wash up and crash into bed with him. while he snuggles into your side, missing your scent and comforting touch, you continue a book from where you left off a week ago. it really seems like only a day has passed.

it may have been hours or minutes that passed, you don’t know. what you do know, however, is that mingyu is trying his very best not to fall asleep right now. you know what he’s up to and can’t help but feel guilty.

“you can go to sleep, gyu,” you whisper in a sweet tone, marking your book and putting it aside. he hums, but his droopy eyes are still trying to stay open. you chuckle, stroking his hair.

mingyu whines, “I haven’t seen you at all in a week!” he smushes his face into your abdomen as you ruffle his hair as a form of affection. “I miss you.” and he ends with a pout that looks like :c

you want to kiss him right now. smother him in pecks and smooches, but you like this position. it’s comfortable. so you settle with stroking his slightly long hair. “I won’t be going to work tomorrow; bumzu might just lock me out of my studio. I never should have joined universe factory.”

he knows you’re up to something — knows what that something is — and waits in anticipation for you to continue your words. and you know he knows. you try your hardest to hold back a smug grin.

“so that means you’ll get me for a whole day. twenty-four hours seems like a lot, doesn’t it?” you ask mingyu, looking down at him adoringly.

he flashes his famous smile, his fangs (the ones you absolutely fawn over) showing themselves proudly. “I’m gonna sleep now, since I have a whole day to you tomorrow,” he announces cheerfully, hugging you tightly and closing his eyes.

you go back to work the day after tomorrow with mingyu clinging to your side. when bumzu sees you, he smiles and chuckles knowingly.

I absolutely LOVE mingyu’s fangs. they’re so perfect oh my gosh.

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[myung-heee]

size kink — k.m

kinktober day #8 — mingyu x f!reader

"so pretty— so small," he moans as he thrusts harder from behind. you couldn't help but cry for the overwhelming feeling.

"mingyu!" a loud moan escaped from your mouth as he adjusted his position and began hitting the perfect spot, perfectly.

"f-fuck, i love you.. angel," he whispered to your ear as he bent you with himself.

you couldn't help but hold onto the wall as he was pushing himself harder and faster into you, you could feel your legs shake from the intensity

"so big—gyu!" you let out a strangled moan as you could feel your climax getting near. he chuckled as he places his hand on the back of your neck and stretches your pussy so good.

"i'm the only one who can—fuck!" he groans "tell me, baby, i'm the only one who can ruin you," he continues, you're so lost in pleasure that you just nod to whatever he was saying.

"come on.. tell me baby," he moans breathlessly.

you bit your lip as you felt your tears streaming down, "ah! fuck only you—only you, gyu.. you are the only one who can fuck me like this," you groan, your face touching the wall, your palms all sweaty, trying their best to hold onto the wall.

his hands travelled down to your clit and rubbed it, making you clench against his cock. "yeah? come on, baby.. cum for me." he bends you even more, arches your back as he holds your hair, and thrusts harshly.

a wave of orgasm crashed into your body as you came, and mingyu's big hands immediately held you for support. he then placed a soft kiss on your temple and carries you towards the bathroom.

[holdinbacksecrets]

Hhu forgetting dates and then groweling for forgiveness???

thank you for requesting! i wouldn’t say these are all oozing groveling, but i hope you still like them 🖤

[kikohao]

FOR UH EVENT 2!!! ALSO CONGRATS!!

All these people think loves for show but i would die for you in secret

w uh Mingyu (like no au but just soft feels)

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ ⠀⠀ᅠ ⠀⠀ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀⋆˙. peace

★ ㅤㅤpairing ; bf!mingyu x gn!reader ★ ㅤㅤsummary ; you knew you were someone hard to love, you didn't fancy relationships as normal people - but maybe it was worth it for mingyu? ★ ㅤㅤthemes ; established relationship, fluff, comfort fic ★ ㅤㅤwarnings ; reader cries, subtle mentions of panic attacks and possible depression, reader is at their lowest basically ★ ㅤㅤword count ; 0.2k ★ ㅤㅤtaglist ; @nonononranghaee @abodyhasbeenfound @staranghae @prpldahy @starshuas ★ ㅤㅤa/n ; mingyu comfort :(( + here you go anon! hope you like it! (events are closed, normal requests open) likes and reblogs are appreciated! <3

You tried your hardest to muffle yet another sob.

A sniffle followed.

You quietly shuffle out of bed, thoughts racing by the minute. You walk slowly towards the open terrace area in an attempt to keep track of your breathing.

You were indeed a hard person to love. You knew, your friends knew, your family knew, everyone knew. All you've ever wanted was peace, even if that meant you had to be alone for the rest of your life.

Such thoughts always had a showdown, that is, until you met Mingyu. He was someone who understood, unlike all your blood relatives. 

"It's okay, I'm here," you felt his hands engulf you. Your face pressed against his chest and before you knew it, hot tears streamed down your face, almost on instinct. 

"Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that, okay?" You nodded as you closed your eyes, sinking into his warm embrace

He was there when you needed him.

He was there when you needed utterly anyone.

You acknowledged the fact that you were hard to love. But maybe it was worth it? Maybe the trouble was worth it for one person?

There'll always be rain, but that doesn't mean there won't be sunshine as well, right?

[missstrvlightt]

Kim Mingyu | First night back

proofread? ; somewhat

w/c ; 1.3K

a/u ; my obsession with this man is sicking but i could honestly care less lmao , but who wouldn't bruh????

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+ ONLY

ENJOY STARSミ★

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the lock on the front door clicks and the door pushes open. you see mingyu's figure as he enters the apartment. not even giving him time to set his things down you jump off the couch running and jumping into his arms. 

he quickly drops his bags and catches you in his arms. he pulls you up easily and your legs wrap around his waist. mingyu buries his face in your neck, taking in you a sweet scent. he squeezes your figure by swaying back and forth. 

"i've missied you so much gyu." you whisper in his neck. he chuckles placing a kiss on your neck. his hands slide down your back and then under your butt still holding you up allowing you to lean back to see his face. he lifts his hand to move some of your lose curls from your face. 

"not as much as i've missed you baby girl." he says flashing you a smile, his sharp canine like fangs smiling at you as well. he slowly lets you down still holding you close with his hands placed on your waist. your neck being cranked upto look at him. 

he turns you around by the waist leading you over to the couch his with lips on your neck placing soft light kisses. letting out a small giggle at the ticklish feeling. he flops down on the couch and pulls your body between his legs , each leg straddling the sides of his legs. 

eyes now being leveled due to his slouching position you take a good look at the desire and lust that floats around in them. his hands feel all over your body missing the soft feeling of your coco butter skin. he looks down his eyes focusing on your boobs sitting perfectly in your cropped tank top. 

"i've been needy and alone for 4 weeks , gyu if you're gonna fuck me please do it quickly." you whine grabbing his attention back to your pleading face. he smirks before wrapping his fingers under your tank top and pulling it over your head. he smiles at the sight of your black lacy bra and the 24k gold necklace with his name blinged out in diamonds sitting between your boobs.

"lay down for me baby, daddy's gonna take care of you." he guides your body to lay flat on the couch his hand rubbing the sides of your stomach. he unzips his black jacket revealing his tonned tanned chest. he throws the jacket somewhere on the floor. 

he starts by kissing your chest making you let out a satisfied moan missing his touch and his kisses. he trails sloppy kisses all the way down to the waist line of your PJ shorts. he hooks a finger around the shorts and slowly starts to pull them down , you whine at how slow he's going. 

"Stop whining baby , you know i don't like when you whine." he says knowing excacly what he's doing. while mingyuwas away you made sure that he knew how much you missed him. sending him pictures and videos of you sticky wet cunt , knowing that you wouldn't break his rule of no touching without primisson. he knew you were suffereing right now.

he taps your hips signaling for you to lift them. you lift your hips and he pulls off the shorts and the panties as well. mingyu lets out a groan at how wet you are and he hasn't even touched you yet. 

"my poor baby , look at my pretty pussy." he says while taking his pointer finger and ghosting it over your throbbing clit. "so needy and sensitive." he says in a mocking tone. you moan out even though he isn't touching you but just the thought of him getting ready to makes you wanna cum on the spot. 

he spreads your legs placing both over his broad shoulders. he smiles up at you as you stare down at him with teary lust filled eyes. he watches as your chest moves up and down. he opens his mouth his thick tounge rolling out.

licking from you leaking hole to your clit he starts sucking and making out with you cunt. your back arches off the couch letting out a loud moan that the neighboors can definitely hear. 

one hand flys to the back of the couch gripping it while the other hands grabs onto mingyu's slightly buzzed head. yourhips start to jerk as he begins to fuck you with his tounge. 

the lewd nosises echoing through the living room. sound of spit and pre-cum being mixed together with mingyu's mouth. "m-mingyuu ah ah fu-fuckkk." you scream out your back arching even more up off the couch when mingyusticks his ringed middle finger deep into your cunt making your orgasm build up in the core of your stomach. 

mingyu feels your pussy clench and unclench around his finger so he pulls away his quickly rubbing his hand across your cunt making you jerk up grabbing his wrist feeling a huge shock of pleasure. 

before you can cum he removes his hand watching as your body shakes from the declined orgasm. mingyu sits up to pull his pants and underwear off. you reach between your legs sticking two of your own fingers in you cunt getting yourself ready to be stretched out by mingyu's monster cock. 

mingyu strokes his hard cock. he brings his hand up to your mouth , you already knowing what to do you open your mouth licking and slobbering on his fingers. he uses your spit as lube rubbing it on the tip of his cock. 

lining himself up , he wastes no time sliding inot your cunt. he groans out his head falling as he feels your cunt sucking him in. "shit baby , ima fuck you so good." mingyu moans out his lips then smashing onto yours. 

his tounge explores your, both of your moans mixing forming a perfect melody. mingyu begans the thrust hearder at the feeling of your squishy walls squezzing his cock. 

he sits up on his knees wrapping his giant hands on either sides of you hips and starts to pound into you at animalistc pace. the sound of skin clapping and wet slushing noises can be heard from a mile away, and the porngraphic moans that rip from your throat. 

"ahh ah d-daddy i-i'm cumming ! Fuck i wanna cum!" you yell. mingyu watches as your eyes start to rolling till the whites of your eyes are all that's seen. mingyu hunches over marking your neck and sharpining his thrust feeling the tip of his cock kiss your cervix. 

"go ahead baby girl , cum for daddy. give it to me baby." he growls out in your ear biting down on your lobe. with those words you feel as if you blacked out at how hard and fast your orgasam hits you , sending your body into a euphoric shock.

mingyu continues with fast thrust and then slows down helping you ride out your high. he sits up , his arms holding him up as he hovers over your body. mingyu feels as if he just got done with an intense workout. 

he slips his still hard cock out of you earning a whine from the slight overstimulation. he moves your still shaken body over a bit to slide behind you pulling you close to his chest feeling his hard cock in the crack of your butt and back. 

you just lay there trying to get your brain back down to earth before speaking. "you didn't cum." you say with a hint of disappointment , loving when he feels you full of his thick seed. mingyu chuckles at your tone while kissing yournecked shoulder. 

"it's alright my love , we're nowhere from being done. i'll have you up all night." he says sneaking his hand down between your legs rubbing your swollen clit with his middle and ring finger making you let out a pained moan feeling pain but the pleasure slowly takes over. 

he sits up standing , slipping his big muscly arms under your body picking you up bridal style. "i'm gonna make you a mommy tonight love." he says making you let out a satisfied laugh kissing his lips as he walks out the living room and into y'all's shared bedroom.

[serenhoshi]

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐲𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

Got a request for Mingyu! I see that y’all really like this series since I got many many requests for the other members, I’ll write them as fast as I can! Thank you for the support! ♥

sO

Mingyu overall kinda seems like a flirt

he is very confident with his looks, and knows how to make people’s hearts flutter

a big gentleman!

in the end i think he flirts but without noticing it

he’s just very polite, maybe a bit too much, so people think he flirts

so when he held the elevator door for you, you thought he tried to flirt

his lovely smile and confident look made it seem like it

you were really attracted to him (because who wouldn’t be?) but didn’t show it, he had an almost playboy energy so you didn’t show your interest

he didn’t care about your impression of him, he was just being nice and polite :’)

you both discovered later that you worked in the same agency

so you saw each other a lot (mostly in the elevator because you had similar work shifts)

its when he saw you for the 3rd time that he started talking to you, mingyu being his extraverted self, he had to talk for a bit

with time and conversations you discovered how gentle and caring he actually is, far from the image of him that you created

so you both got close, and you feelings started to grow, his did as well

he had a crush on you since the beginning of your friendship, you had a comforting vibe and were interesting to talk with, just enough for him to grow fond of you

obviously the members noticed this weird lovey-dovey aura around you both, and mocked mingyu, then encouraging him to talk about his love for you

i think mingyu is a big romantic, so to ask you to be his s/o, he took you out on a date in a big chic restaurant

you both looked so good together, people in the restaurant thought you were about to get married

he told you he loved you, you told him the same thing back and bam, relationship

x)

once you got in a couple, i think mingyu would make things really fast

like he knows you’re the one, and doesn’t want to wait to get things done

so he asked if you could live together after a week of dating

also talked about having a kid after a month of dating

if it bothers you just tell him, and he will slow his excitement down, he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable

if it doesn’t bother you then that’s great lmao

wants to show off with you, your whole relationship

WILL buy matching clothes and accessories

if you go out together you HAVE to wear some matching stuff, if you refuse then he pouts and gives you the silent treatment

loves cooking for you, cleans the appartment, washes your clothes

he likes to take care of everything around you just to make sure it’s really well done BY him

loves to spoil you

*brings a big plushie home* “oh this? yeah hum well there was a discount and christmas is soon so pre-christmas gift” *hands it to you*

(christmas was in 3 months)

loves to binge watch series and movies with you, invites the members for movie nights sometimes

but it ends up with them complaining about you both “cuddling too much” on the couch

he really makes sure you and the members get along

it’s really important for him that 2 of his most important things in life get along

so he brings you to practice with him sometimes, in the backstages of promotion showcases, and many other places with the members

but don’t give them too much attention of mingyu will pout

now now now mingyu and physical touch??

this man has always a hand on you -and sometimes on your ass-

takes your hand in his, hes so tall yours looks small af

likes to grab you and carry you around

you didn’t shower? *carries you on his shoulder to take you to the bathroom*

also bear hugs!!!!♥

when in bed hes also glued to you for the whole night

he just won’t let go

spicy/smutty part below :)

Mingyu in bed? huh

a confident b*tch really

he knows hes attractive and he knows you’re madly attracted to him

a noisy man as well

grunts and moans a lot

messy kisses >>

holds your ass during the whole make out part

hes just an ass man

loves your thighs as well

loves it when they tighten around his head when he goes down on you

really really likes it when you take care of him as well, despite him being a big dom

when hes horny he’ll ask for a blowjob 

will moan very loudly ♥

doesn’t have a preference on where you have $ex tbh

see the elevator, where you guys met at the agency?

well,, y’know

he likes the risk ;)

before living together he wouldn’t mind keeping his bedroom dorm’s door slightly open

so the members can hear as well :)

wouldn’t mind a threesome, as long as its with someone you both trust

likes to experiment tbh, but he refuses age-play and anything that has to do with blades

overall he’s just the best in bed :D

[headintheclouds-posts]

Your breaths combined in a heated passion as your legs wrap around his waist. Mingyu’s strong arms are holding you up against the nearest wall as you overcome yourselves in euphoria.

“We shouldn’t be doing this”, you manage to stutter out between hot kisses.

“Too late”.

His last words echo in your head before he bites down harshly on your bottom lip, causing a throaty groan to escape you.

You had recently started working under Pledis as a makeup artist and Mingyu had caught your eye very quickly...I mean how could he not. His strong build, coupled with his gorgeous honey skin and chocolate brown eyes made you weak at the knees.

You never thought that you would end up in this position, bodies clamped together in the changing room with the members just metres away.

“Now be a good girl and take off your clothes” 

His eyes darkened as you stumble to undress in front of him, trying to cover yourself slightly due to embarrassment.

He quickly unhooks your arms from your body to take you in, eyes scanning your figure whilst a smirk plays on his lips.

“You’re mine now and only I will see you like this, understood?” he questions to which you hastily nod in response.

Within seconds his mouth is back on you again, kissing and sucking against your skin and all you could think to yourself was,

‘What have I gotten myself into’.

[nayaaatv]

mingyu bf hcs !

# : fluff, slight crack :-)

warnings ! : none (?)

wc : 0.8k (um hehe)

a/n : i love him so much oh my god

req by anon 1 and 2 ^_^

i have a feeling he has a habit of calling you his wife/husband. like he probably has your contact as "yn💍♡" or something. like even though there could be many years to come until then he likes to think of you as his beloved. he gets so blushy and giggly when you call him hubby. he gets so clingy and cuddly. he 100% wants to grow old with you ♡

movie nights with him would probably just like 20% movie and 80% cuddling. his eyes are literally stuck on you, he only looks at the screen when you tell him to. he loves it when he hears you laugh at something that happened and like your too busy laughing to explain what happened. he's so much softer during movie nights, or cuddling in general. he barely focuses on the movie and just like plays with your hair or traces shapes on your wrist. as soon as the movie ends he's gonna shower you with a bunch of kisses. "finally! can you kiss your boyfriend now?"

he feels obligated to experience everything with you, but like, literally. if you tripped and fell in public he would purposely slip aswell. he doesn't want you to go through anything alone (unless you want to do things by yourself ofcourse). he tries his best to keep you company. if you dropped your food he will hand feed you the rest of his. if you looked like you were having a hard time studying or doing anything he would always (try) to help you in any way he can! he wants you to know that he'll always be right by your side, and he's more than glad that you do the same :)

kisses with him are probably so amazing. like even the small kisses make you feel bubbly inside, same for him. imagine running and crashing your lips onto his at the airport after he went on tour or on a vacation with the guys. kisses with gyu are so intimate no matter how long the kiss is. like he has a big habit of smiling into the kiss. he loves your lips so much, your sweet sweet lips. everytime you kiss him he feels so so so loved. ever since your first kiss with him, he cannot live without your lips.

so so so in love when you take care of him when he's sick or has a high fever. he gets all mushy inside. he literally lets ONLY YOU take care of him. you always have to assure him its not his fault when you get sick too, but he gets so guilty afterwards, but he's also a bit happy. not because he's happy you're sick too, he's happy because you were willing to take care of him even though you could possibly get sick too. its always a 7/10 chance that your mom or his mom end up taking care of the both of you anyway. you're both glad though. atleast you're both going through the endless coughing together, right? he says the sore throats feel less sore with you (LMAOO).

he probably has a plushie of you. like he was legitimately just scrolling on instagram one day and he came across a page that sold custom handmade plushies, and right before he knew it he had a mini you next to his bed. he found it so cute that he literally forgot to tell you about it. he brings it everywhere when he's not with you, and definitely kisses it every night before he goes to bed without you, you don't need to know that though. + he has a bunch of photos and selfies with it hehe

i feel like I've said this 100 times but he loves it when you dress him up. like imagine having a beach day with gyu and the boys and you guys have like matching swimwear that you picked out. oh my god its like too cute.

im pretty sure we are all aware that he gets jealous easily, there's like a 50% chance he'll get protective jealous and the other 50% is sulky jealous (if that made sense at all). like he'd either be like "how about me? im your boyfriend, i want to do that too!" and a bunch of other things but when he's sulky jealous he gets all clingy and pouty. he's like holding onto your arm while frowning because he saw you tutoring a guy at the local library or he saw you texting your guy co-worker about something while sitting next to him. you'd have to repeatedly assure him he's the only one you'll love and kiss, and then he's a happy puppy again!

matching bracelets 100%. he has a dog charm and you have a cat charm. you remember finding it at a fair and it reminded you of him immediately, and so, he's been wearing it ever since you put it on him, will never take it off unless someone manages to get his stubborn bum to remove it for his work. he's glad you don't take off yours either, he loves you so much lmaooo.

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[tinyprettysoyeon]

hello! I saw your requests were open and I wanted to request a yandere svt reaction to an affectionate and flirty reader, if that's okay with you. the reader is only specifically affectionate to them and them only. it can be all the members but if you aren't able to do that then joshua, hoshi, woozi, mingyu and dino will do <3

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🦌﹒⟢﹒Joshua

Joshua would find it both flattering and surprising to discover that he is the only one who has your undivided attention. He would be delighted to know that his sweet pie loves him with such ferocity and loyalty. However, even though he may be pleased, it would not stop him from becoming obsessive over you. Any sign of affection towards anyone else would be swiftly dealt with, as he is the only one who deserves to be shown such tenderness

⏆﹒﹒🐯-⊧﹒Hoshi

Hoshi would find it heartwarming to know that he is the only one who has his lover's affection. He would be touched by such devotion and would treat the reader with gentle kindness in return. Even so, he would still be very protective of you, and would not hesitate to stand up to anyone who tries to harm you. He would be constantly worrying about their safety, and would want to make sure that they are always protected and cared for.

﹒🍚﹒┈﹒Woozi

Woozi would find it somewhat difficult to express his gratitude and appreciation for his beloved's love at first. However, he would be very grateful that someone cares for him despite his difficulties in showing well his love. Even though he may have trouble showing his love directly, he would make up for it in other ways such as making sure that his precious thing is well fed, comfortable and happy.

⍟﹒⁂﹒🐶﹐Mingyu

Mingyu is a patient and gentle lover. He enjoys taking his time with you, and cherishes every moment you two spend together. He enjoys making you feel special, and never rushes anything when showing his affection. He enjoys teasing you, but around his lover he becomes a complete softie, as you are his ultimate weakness. You are his reason for living, and he will do anything to make sure that you're happy and protected.

﹒🦖﹒﹒Dino

Dino is a playful and lighthearted person. He enjoys teasing you, and quickly matches your energy. He enjoys playing pranks and making you laugh. However, when it comes to showing his real feelings, he becomes more expressive and sweet. He loves to treat his one and only with affection, and cherishes every single moment you two spend together. He wants to make his lover as happy as possible, and will do anything to see you smile.

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school is killing me someone pls help me

[gibbysupremeacyisreal]

Seventeen reaction to your period. (MAKNAE LINE)

Hyung Line ver.

Masterlist.

[babyleostuff]

hi!! i just read your woozi & seungcheol as your boyfriend post and i loved reading it & i like the way you write 🩷🩷 i was wondering if you could do “mingyu as your boyfriend”?? thank you so much & i hope you have a wonderful day!! 🩵🩵

so happy to hear you enjoy my writing <3 hope you have a great day as well!

MINGYU AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

genre | a lot of fluff

author's note | if you want me to write this with any other member, let me know <3

𓆩♡𓆪 your personal bundle of joy and happiness 

𓆩♡𓆪 as well as your personal teddy bear 

𓆩♡𓆪 he loves loves hugs and would hug you 24/7 if he could

𓆩♡𓆪 hugs are his biggest love language when it comes to affection (besides holding hands, because if you’re not holding hands then what’s the point of living) 

𓆩♡𓆪 essentially, you’re joined by the hip and it’s a VERY rare sight to see you two apart for longer than a bathroom break 

𓆩♡𓆪 and it’s mostly this giant puppy of a man that’s all over you 

𓆩♡𓆪 sometimes he forgets his own strength and you have to push him of your chest 

𓆩♡𓆪 just for him to crawl back between your legs and rest his head comfortably on your chest 

𓆩♡𓆪 because he love being babied when you’re alone 

𓆩♡𓆪 any type of sweet affection (like hugs, cuddling, holding hands, sweet forehead kisses and loving stares) comes in a package with him 

𓆩♡𓆪 and it’s not like you can resist him either, because usually he looks so innocent searching for your hand to hold 

𓆩♡𓆪 cliche, but he loves kissing the top of your head (or your cheek, if you’re taller)

𓆩♡𓆪 and it doesn’t matter to him whether you’re short or tall, he is your protector and he WILL protect you 

𓆩♡𓆪 aside from the fact that he is afraid of bugs and he’ll most likely hide behind you in a haunted house 

𓆩♡𓆪 but he will always make sure that you feel safe whenever you’re with him 

𓆩♡𓆪 if someone makes you feel uncomfortable or is being rude to you, he is there by your side in a millisecond (probably is by your side either way)

𓆩♡𓆪 he won’t physically fight anyone, but he will verbally 

𓆩♡𓆪 because there is not a single soul on this planet that has the right to be mean to you 

𓆩♡𓆪 will stand up for you EVERY. SINGLE. TIME 

𓆩♡𓆪 I’m a strong believer in the fact that Mingyu gets easily jealous 

𓆩♡𓆪 not in a territorial or possessive way 

𓆩♡𓆪 but in a sulky and pouty way 

𓆩♡𓆪 he just wants your attention on him and him only (he can get so dramatic about that sometimes)

𓆩♡𓆪 but that's only because of how much he loves you

𓆩♡𓆪 why are you talking to some random, boring ass dude when he’s right there?

𓆩♡𓆪 will come up to you and put an arm around your waist and pull you tightly to his side, flashing you a dazzling smile (while showing his fangs, which he knows are your weakness) 

𓆩♡𓆪 which just makes you go 🙄

𓆩♡𓆪 “what do you want, you big baby?”

𓆩♡𓆪 but you exactly know what he wants and you give it to him every time 

𓆩♡𓆪 will make you sit on his back while he’s doing push ups 

𓆩♡𓆪 or makes you lay under him, so that you can kiss him 

𓆩♡𓆪 will jokingly try to make you jealous by threatening to post more of his shirtless photos on instagram 

𓆩♡𓆪 but you always pull the “no sex for the next month” card 

𓆩♡𓆪 so he shuts up about that really quickly 

𓆩♡𓆪 makes you feel like the most special person on the planet 

𓆩♡𓆪 does not let you talk badly about yourself, he always shuts you up with kisses before you even get to say a bad word

𓆩♡𓆪 he is your housewife 

𓆩♡𓆪 he cooks, he cleans, he does the laundry 

𓆩♡𓆪 your relationship is very domestic, which he loves 

𓆩♡𓆪 because it’s a break for him from the usual hussle of his busy life 

𓆩♡𓆪 and a reminder that he always has a person to come back home to

your messages <3

[reikaryu]

“ come back, please ”

— a kim mingyu x fem!reader one-shot ! you think your fiancé is cheating on you.

GENRE. angst (fluff ending), established relationship

WARNING(S). mentions of infidelity, miscommunication

WORD COUNT. 2.2k words

A/N. I actually hate this but I’ve got to keep my activity up <3

It’s been more than a week since you talked to Mingyu. You come home late every night due to work and see him already sleeping peacefully on your shared bed, cuddling a pillow which you assume was there in place of you. Every morning, he wakes up an hour earlier than you and has already left by the time you get out of bed.

The two of you are at that point in life where work would bother you every single day, yet you can’t stop just yet. You are, and have been, engaged for close to a year already, and you would’ve thought that your monthly savings of half your pay — as well as Mingyu’s — would suffice for your wedding and the aftermath of it, but you still continue. You know very well you’re doing this only because you’re paranoid, but as for the man you’ve been in love with since high school …

Unfortunately, you haven’t really had the time to talk. A week prior to the current one, all of your conversations with Mingyu consisted of basic caring questions from fiancé to fiancée and one word replies; maybe the occasional kiss to the lips or warm hug you had grown used to.

You had every right to assume he was seeing another woman.

As much as you don’t want to, it is a possibility — and one that you can’t get out of your head. You refuse to believe the little voice pestering you to pack up and leave. You can’t. You need him, and maybe that little voice was lying all along, and in reality, Mingyu needs you, too. He told you that every time you had petty little arguments, no matter if it was you or him apologising first.

You’re sitting on your couch, alas having emailed your boss for a half day at work. You were let off rather easily, seeing as you’re one of the more loyal employees amongst people of your age, who tend to change jobs every few months for the ‘experience’.

It is six o’clock in the evening. You’re expecting the beep of your digital door to sound, as it does whenever the pin entered in was correct and the door was unlocked. And as the door opens, it is revealed that your fiancé has come home from work.

The scene happens exactly as you wished it to. You wait patiently as Mingyu enters the door code and walks into the house with his suit jacket hung over his left shoulder. You notice that he’s holding a few bags in his right hand and walk over to him swiftly to set him free of their weight.

He mutters a quiet ‘thank you’ and once his shoes as well as tie were off, he pulled you into a hug. You stay that way, encased in his arms, for a minute, before he tilts your head up to catch you in a sweet kiss — one that was more passionate than any other in the past month or so. But you feel odd.

“Are you sick?” Mingyu tenderly questions, stroking your hair as a force of habit. “You’re not usually home this early.” I’m tired and I want to find out whether you’ve been bringing another woman into this house whenever I’m not around.

The words get stuck in your throat as the little devil on your shoulder took over you for a split second. You compose yourself quickly and reply, “I wanted to see you. It’s been a long time since we got to spend time with each other.” Not a lie — never a lie. You will yourself to believe it was truer than what your little devil was so insistent on standing by.

Your fiancé chuckles, and you realise how much you’ve missed him. Not just his laugh that was music to your ears, but his comforting presence, his warm smile and the saccharine pecks he would leave on every surface of your body he could reach.

Mingyu kisses you once more, then proceeds to say a little guiltily, “I’m gonna take a shower. You may have taken one already, but the door’s always open if you want to join.” He squeezes your shoulders and you leave a peck on his palm when you manage to grasp it for a second.

This is what your love with him is. Hugs, soft words and many, many kisses. You want it back.

But when your fiancé comes home the next day with a woman all drunk and wasted after you made the effort to come home earlier than usual, everything you hoped for came crashing down.

He shoots you an apologetic smile as he lays the woman down on the couch, ensuring that she was comfortable. Your heart clenches as you remember the infinite number of times he had done that to you before.

You retreat into your shared bedroom, unable to stand the sight any longer.

Once the woman is settled, Mingyu comes brisk-walking into the room, immediately on his knees to apologise for the sudden guest.

“Seokmin invited her and she got too drunk and I was the only one sober enough to drive a car but she fell asleep the moment I buckled her in and I couldn’t wake her up and I didn’t know her address so I brought her here instead and I— I’m so sorry, I should have asked—”

You cut him off with a finger to his lips, and his eyes widen just a little bit in shock.

You’re mad. And Mingyu is being so caring to a woman you don’t even recognise and have never heard of before. You are fully aware that you’re feeling jealous and overprotective about the most trivial thing ever, but you just can’t help it.

In your defence, he had gotten jealous a whole lot of times when you were dating, too.

“It’s alright,” you whisper warmly to him, despite your true emotions. You can tell that Mingyu’s confused by the way you responded. He knew you would be upset by his actions; he was so sure you would rage out on him for bringing a woman into your shared home.

In disbelief, your fiancé changes his position so that his hands are holding yours. He’s much closer now. “No, it’s not alright,” he says with worry, confident that other emotions lingered behind that undoubtedly fake smile. “Sweetheart, what’s the matter? You never hide anything from me—”

“How would you know I’m hiding something?” you remark, supposedly in a teasing tone, trying to set aside the doubts you have about Mingyu’s infidelity. “Don’t worry so much, love.”

You know he doesn’t believe you one bit now. His brows narrow. “You’re lying—”

“Then what do you want me to say, Gyu?” You don’t normally use his nickname anymore. It was always terms of endearment — until now, at least.

You stand from your place at the edge of the bed, now towering over Mingyu’s kneeling frame. He looks up at you with confusion. You want to slap his handsome face so badly, but you can’t bring yourself to hit him when you aren’t entirely sure he was seeing someone else.

Tears start to build in your eyes, threatening to spill at one blink. You will yourself not to. “It’s almost been a year since you proposed to me, and you’ve gone well over the amount we planned to save for the wedding,” you begin explaining in a strained voice that was likely going to break any time now. “I don’t see the amount of your savings increasing anymore — ever since three months ago. And three months ago, you began ‘going to work’ earlier, when we would always go together.”

Mingyu had been standing since you finished your first sentence, waiting for a moment to explain his actions that were obviously misinterpreted. But you don’t let him cut off your train of thought. You have so much that you need to say and get off your back.

“Kissing is normal in our relationship, but nowadays I don’t feel any emotion in your kisses. Your hugs are still as comforting as they always were, but I can’t help but wonder if I’m the only one on the receiving end of them.” Your voice breaks at the last bit, and right after that, a tear falls from your eye. A single tear, which rolls down your cheeks and drops silently to the carpeted bedroom floor.

Mingyu wants to pull you into his embrace and tell you ‘it’s okay’, but he’s the culprit now. He is the subject of the infidelity you were suggesting. He knows it doesn’t work that way. He can’t bring himself to say anything.

You take that as a sign of guilt. Maybe whatever you’re saying is true?

“We didn’t talk for a week, Mingyu,” you somehow manage to form coherent words, what with the increasing need to fall to the ground and let your tears flow uncontrollably. “And I’ve seen multiple women’s contacts flashing across your screen consistently, one more frequent than the others.”

At this statement, your fiancé’s hands are immediately on your upper arms, eyes searching yours for something. He looks frantic. “Sweetheart, it’s not what you think …” he trails off, toeing the line hesitantly, waiting for your signal to continue.

When you don’t say a single word or move an inch, he says, “I’ve had my doubts, too. I know you come home late because of work — you always do — but you never wake me up when you come home. You used to prod me everywhere whenever I fell asleep before you came home.”

You don’t seem like you’re going to say anything.

“I’ve been … saving up more than we’d planned, only because I wanted to surprise you. You’ve talked about getting cats ever since I could remember, but your parents never let you. The cats are supposed to arrive soon, but … Why have you been staying out so much on the weekends? You normally work from nine to one.”

Your breath hitches at the revelation. You don’t know how to reply to him. You realise you were both in the wrong. “Your parents are in town, and they have been for— for the past two months.” You raise your hand to wrap your fingers around his forearm, grounding him before he breaks down like you did.

Mingyu’s relationship with his parents is not favourable in the least. They neglected him even though he was their only child; compared him to others who were “much better than him” and “on a totally different level” than him. He managed to get rid of them when he moved to a new place during high school, where he met you. He hadn’t seen them since.

“They want to restart.” Your words are careful as you deliver them. He has been through so much with his parents that he never thought of seeing them again.

Mingyu shook and lowered his head. It was his turn to allow tears to flow down his cheeks. “I can’t,” he whispers in a broken voice — one that makes you flinch just a little. It’s been years since you heard this version of his voice.

“Where did we go wrong?” he pleads, desperate to fix the problems he doesn’t even know exist.

You reach out your free hand to wipe his tear stains away with your thumb, then you caress his cheeks for the first time in weeks. “This is normal,” you whisper, alas realising everything at once. The two of you lacked communication due to work. Then you interpreted everything wrongly and started overthinking because you think you’re drifting apart.

“It’s okay now. I understand you, and I know you understand me, too,” you mutter, leaning in to rest your forehead on his shoulder. His hands find themselves positioned on your waist, where they would always be when the both of you were hugging. “You don’t need to know why it all happened just yet. I figured it out, but you can do that later. I want to fix things now.”

You sniffed, the result of your crying earlier. “Come back, please. I want to act as if we’re teenagers again, without a care in the world. I want the undying love we promised each other under that starry night sky. I want the old you to come back. Clumsy, immature Gyu.”

Mingyu, surprisingly, laughs a little at your last statement. “I’m sure you don’t mean that,” he says in a quiet voice, still recovering from the unbelievable words that came out of your mouth previously.

“It was much better than whatever this is anyway.” He tries to suppress a hurt expression but fails miserably. You catch it before it disappears and add, “Don’t get me wrong. I love being engaged to you.”

His entire face lights up at your reassurance and you swear his previously tear-stained cheeks dried from the brightness.

As if nothing had happened and you two didn’t ever fall apart somewhere, Mingyu brings you in for a kiss. One that had all the emotion and feeling you were looking for. One that spoke all the unspoken words from the both of you. One that stitched your thread of love back together like a simple, tiny needle.

It was so easy to get back together, to finally understand the other point of view.

You worry about what would happen when one of you really starts to lose interest.

But for now, you’ll bask in the moment and enjoy your time with your lover, your fiancé and your best friend.

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[emocheol]

seventeen when you call them by their name

instead of a pet name

a/n: i forgot how long writing 13 different scenarios takes T-T

seungcheol

after a long day of practice cheol entered your shared apartment late at night.

even though he was trying to be quiet you still heard the click of the front door and his fumbling around in the entryway. so you decided to get up and greet him.

“seungcheol?” you asked sleepily, rubbing your eyes as you walked out of your bedroom.

he was so taken aback by his name that he didn't even reply for a good 30 seconds.

“i'm sorry for being home late,” he frowned, “don't be mad.” he whined softly, thinking you were upset with him. why else would you use his full name?

you looked at him quizzically and slotted yourself in his arms, he seemed to relax significantly at your touch.

“i'm not mad, what makes you think that?” you questioned, looking at him with raised eyebrows.

“you called me seungcheol,” he pouted, “what happened to baby?” his pout intensified, his lip jutting out further.

you couldn’t help but chuckle at his antics, “i’m sorry, baby,” you teased, emphasizing the pet name, “i didn't know you liked it that much,” you cooed, putting your hands on his cheeks and smushing his face.

“don't tease me,” he grumbled, pretending to be upset, which just elicited another laugh from your end.

“fine, fine,” you said with your hands raised, mocking a surrender, “let's go to bed, baby, you've had a long day,” you suggested, pecking his lips and taking his hand to lead him to the bedroom.

jeonghan

you had been basking in jeonghan's company all day. it was a rare off-day for the idol and you spent every second possible with your boyfriend.

you were currently in one of your lulls of conversation, just sitting in comfortable silence on two different ends the couch while you both scrolled on your phones.

you saw a funny video while scrolling and knew your boyfriend would love it so you looked over at him and called his name.

“hey, jeonghan? look at this video,” you giggled, holding your phone screen in his direction.

but your boyfriend didn't pay you any mind. thinking he didn't hear you, you called for him a little louder.

“jeonghan? hello?” you scooted closer to him on the couch when you went unanswered again.

you poked his cheek and turned his head to make him look at you when he still didn’t answer.

“hello?” you questioned, noticing his nonchalant expression.

“oh? were you talking to me?”he asked with a raised eyebrow.

“yes? i said your name twice!” you whined, knowing he heard you but he was clearly ignoring you.

“no, you said ‘jeonghan,’” he said, making air quotes with his fingers, "and that's not my name," he pouted finally, showing a side of him that you didn't often see.

you realized what he was talking about and tried to hide a grin at his demeanor, “aww, i'm sorry, let me try again,” you cooed, going back to your previous side of the couch to reset.

“hannie... my angel, my sweetheart, my precious?” you tried, “come look at this video,” you laughed, his attention already on you as you listed your names for him.

“of course, my love,” he smiled, getting up from his spot and cuddling up to your side, “look at how easy that was,” he whispered, plucking your phone from your hands and watching the video that you had pulled up.

he pulled you into his arms and nuzzled his cheek against your head, scrolling and looking at more videos with you. “you're crazy,” you said with a laugh, pressing a kiss against his cheek, but you wouldn't want it any other way.

joshua

“joshua?” you called out from the kitchen while you were making dinner. he had been playing video games in the living room ever since his practice was over.

hearing his full name from you made his ears perk up and he quickly shut off his game, rushing to the kitchen.

“love?” he asked softly, putting his hand on your shoulder, already thinking he had upset you he didn't want to anger you further. “is everything okay?” he asked tentatively, testing the waters.

“huh? yeah, joshua, everything's fine can you just-”you said as you stirred the pot on the stove, not looking up at him while you were focused on perfecting the food.

but, when he heard his full name again and the classic 'everything's fine' line he quickly jumped to conclusions and deduced that everything was not fine.

he cut you off before you could finish talking and immediately went into apologizing.

“i’m sorry, love, i don't know what i did to make you upset but i'll fix it, okay?” he said with a weary smile, still with his hand on your shoulder, “was i on the game for too long? did you want me to help you cook? was i too loud?” he rambled, facepalming as he thought he had messed something up and made you mad.

as he rambled you slowly started to look over at him, his words confusing you to no end.

“why would i be upset?” you asked, looking at him as if he was crazy, which he was.

“what?” he questioned back, “you called me joshua and you haven't looked at me and you said everything was ‘fine’, that's like textbook upset partner.” he said, as if it was totally obvious.

you blinked at him a few times before you burst out laughing, “god, babe, you're hilarious!” you exclaimed, slapping his shoulder as you laughed. now it was joshua's turn to be confused since he was positive that you were upset.

“you’re not upset?” he questioned, you shook your head as your answer while you were still doubled over laughing, “why did you call me over then?” he asked.

you pointed to the glass jar on the counter next to you after you had composed yourself, “i was going to ask you to open that jar, dummy,” you teased.

joshua blew out a breath and quickly opened the jar with ease, “that's... it?” he questioned.

“yeah, that's it, you can go play your game some more,” you smiled, pressing a kiss against his cheek.

“but you called me joshua...” he grumbled, you never called him joshua!

“which is your name, if i’m not mistaken,” you pointed out, pinching his cheek. he swatted at your hand and groaned.

he opened his mouth to start complaining more before you quickly stopped him. “okay, okay, i’m sorry babe, you can go play your game again.”

joshua gave you a firm nod, as if he was finally satisfied with your name for him. “okay. let me know if you need anything.” he grinned, kissing your head and then strolling back to the living room.

“you’re a child,” you whispered to yourself, continuing dinner with a smile on your face.

“but you love me!” he called back, somehow hearing you. well, he’s not wrong.

jun

‘thanks, junhui!’

that was the text that you had sent your boyfriend after he told you he bought you a book from the town he was currently in on tour.

he loved gift giving and he knew you loved books so he scoured every bookshop in the town to find the perfect book for you. he excitedly sent you a picture of the book he bought and that was your reply to it.

it made his head spin with reasons of why you could be mad at him.

calling him ‘jun’ was already a rarity in your relationship, but ‘junhui’? he wasn’t sure you’d ever called him that.

‘are you mad at me?’ he texted back, getting straight to the point.

you took nearly 10 minutes to reply, 10 agonizing minutes for jun.

‘not at all, i’ll see you when you get home’ was your response.

now this reply made him absolutely spiral, good thing he was returning home today. but because of your replies to him he made a few extra stops before hopping on the plane.

when you finally arrived back home from work you opened the door and was met with your sheepish looking boyfriend and what looked like a mountain of books behind him.

“babe! what are you doing here? and what is with all the books?” you exclaimed, jumping into his arms and hugging him tight.

jun was taken aback by your reaction, his mind stuck on the thought that you were mad at him. “i thought you were upset with the book i got you… so i kind of bought as many as i could fit in my luggage to make up for it,” he said, his cheeks slowly turning red when he realized you really weren’t mad at him.

you pulled your head back and gave him a look, “what made you think i was mad?” you asked, pulling away and starting to pick up the different books that were piling up on your coffee table.

“you called me junhui…” he whispered, saying it out loud made him feel stupid, it was just a name, his name in fact.

“are you saying that you bought me a hundred books because i called you by your first name?” you questioned, raising an eyebrow at him.

he nodded his head sheepishly.

“you are too cute!” you exclaimed, giving him another tight hug, “for the record, i’d tell you if i was mad at you,” you made sure to clarify.

“okay…” he said softly, looking at the absurd amount of books, “should i return all of these now, or-” he began to speak before you cut him off.

“absolutely not,” you said quickly, snatching a book and sitting on the couch beginning to read.

jun slowly made his way next to you and laid his head in your lap, getting comfy while you read aloud to him.

hoshi

“honey?” you called out in your apartment, waiting for hoshi to reply to you. you needed help folding the laundry and hoshi was always eager to help you do whatever you needed.

you heard a distant, “give me a minute!” come from your shared bedroom where your boyfriend was no doubt playing video games again.

you rolled your eyes at his response and started folding the laundry on your own, giving him a few minutes before calling for him again. “honey? i need your help out here,” you called again, waiting to hear his footsteps.

but instead you got another, “just a sec!” which made you pull out the big guns. hoshi hated you calling him by his name, he said he sounded like you were scolding him. but desperate times call for desperate measures.

“kwon soonyoung! i said i need your help!” you called out even louder than before, knowing that would get him.

once his name left your mouth you heard fumbling coming from the room and the door opening quickly, his feet slapped against the floor as he ran over to you.

he already had the expression of a kicked puppy, “i told you not to call me that!” he pouted, standing in front of you.

you gave him a look and pointed at the spot on the couch next to you, “sit,” you said simply. of course, he followed with no question.

“‘m sorry!” he whined when you wouldn’t talk to him, “i was doing really well! you know how hard that game is, and we were winning!” he tried to explain, sloppily folding clothes next to you as he rambled.

“soonyoung?” you said, cutting him off with his name again.

“what,” he said with a frown.

“just fold the damn laundry,” you said with a sigh, grabbing the clothes that he had folded and redoing it properly.

“you’re scary when you’re mad…” he whispered, starting to fold every item of clothing meticulously so you didn’t have anything to be upset with.

he spent the rest of the day giving you his undivided attention and trying to make up for making you upset.

when you finally called him ‘honey’ at the end of the night his face lit up and you forgot why you were even mad with him in the first place.

wonwoo

you were out shopping with wonwoo when something caught your eye from the window of a store. you tugged on your boyfriends coat sleeve.

“wonwoo-” you started, but you were quickly cut off.

“try again.” he said simply, making you furrow your eyebrows.

“wonwoo?” you questioned, tugging his arm again and making him stop walking.

“try again.” he repeated, pulling his phone out of his pocket and pretending to scroll on it.

“wonwoo, what are you-” he cut you off once again with a look.

“one more time, sweetheart,” he said, pointing you in the right direction. this made it click in your head and you just scoffed.

“babe?” you tried, finally his attention turned towards you and he showed off his award winning smile.

“yes, sweetheart? what do you need?” he asked, his voice sweet as honey.

“you're impossible,” you laughed, “i want to go into that store,” you pointed at the clothing store next to where you were stopped.

“then let's go,” he grinned, pulling your hand and leading you into the store, “you know if you call me by my name people might not think we're together,” he said as if it was an obvious fact.

“we're literally holding hands and wearing matching outfits,” you pointed out, which just earned a shrug from your boyfriend as he started grabbing different pieces of clothing that he thought would look good on you.

sure, he was a subtle guy, but he wanted everyone to know that you were his.

woozi

“jihoon, i'm home,” you called out into the apartment. you had a meeting that lasted much longer than usual and it was already dark out when you returned.

your boyfriend had been home all day and by the smell of fresh food you could tell that he had been cooking.

you slipped off your shoes in the entry way and tossed your bag on the couch before slipping into the kitchen and coming up behind your boyfriend. you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your chin on his shoulder while he stirred the pot in front of him.

“jihoon?” he questioned, scrunching up his face at the mention of his full name. he didn't hate when you said his name, you just never did. “what're you calling me that for?” he asked directly, not assuming anything.

“i realized i don't call you by name, do you not like it?”you asked, lifting your head up and looking over at him, your arms still around him.

“i don't mind, i'm just used to baby,” he said, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “or babe,” another kiss, “love, sweetheart, honey, my one and only,” he listed, pressing a kiss to your face in between each pet name.

you couldn't help but smile at the affection you were receiving from your boyfriend, you pressed a few kisses to his cheek in return and let him resume his cooking while you watched from a seat at the island.

“but you're okay with jihoon?” you asked, wanting to make sure.

“i’m okay with you calling me jihoon,” he said, turning over his shoulder to look at you, “but don't use it too much.” he said, giving you a pointed look.

he wouldn't say it out loud but he loved the sweet pet names you gave him, even the ridiculous ones.

minghao

“what did i do?” was the first words your boyfriend uttered when he walked into your shared home.

you looked up from your spot on the couch and tilted your head at him. “what do you mean?” you questioned, not understanding him.

“i mean, i can tell you're mad so i give you permission to yell at me, just tell me what i did first.” minghao said, bracing himself for whatever you would say to him. by no means did you fight often but whenever you got angry at him he would take it.

“i’m not mad at you,” you said, opening your arms, waiting for your boyfriend to join you on the couch. when he didn't come over you deadpanned, “well now i'm mad that you're not cuddling me.” you joked, waiting for him to come over.

he slowly walked over to you and pulled you against his chest, giving you a cautious look.

“then what was up with that text?” he questioned, pulling out his phone, “you said, and i quote, just wait until you get home, minghao,” he recited, “when have you ever called me by my first name?” he said like it was obvious.

“oh! i made your favorite dessert!” you said with a happy smile, pointing to the kitchen where his treat was freshly made and waiting on the counter.

his face went soft at your happy mood and he gave you a short kiss, “thanks, love,“ he said softly, “but your text did not make it sound like that.” he chuckled.

“oh right, i didn't want to give anything away so i called you minghao, was that too mean?” you asked, hoping you didn't make him worry.

he sighed with a smile and shook his head, “just a bit,” he said honestly, “you never call me minghao,” he pouted, half jokingly but also half seriously.

“i’m sorry, love,” you said, kissing his cheek, “i won't scare you like that again,” you teased, jumping up from the couch and pulling him up with you.

“come eat! i made it all for you,” you said with a smile, leading him to the kitchen and plating his dessert with a smile.

mingyu

mingyu had a cold. and when mingyu got sick he got dramatic. he was currently cuddled up in bed while you took care of him.

you would take his temperature, give him medicine, cook him some soup, and keep him as comfortable as possible while you worked from home.

“mingyu, do you want some soup?” you asked softly, pushing his hair off of his forehead and feeling for a temperature.

his eyes shot open and his lip jutted out. “mingyu?” he questioned softly, “why are you calling me mingyu?” his voice wobbled a bit. but can you blame him? he’s a sensitive man.

“because that’s your name, baby, you don’t like it?” you asked, holding his hand, your voice softened at your boyfriend.

he shook his head at your question, he was always ‘baby’ or ‘sweetheart’ or ‘gyu’.

“sorry, baby,” you cooed, “but do you want any soup?” you asked again, hoping it would fix his mood.

“don’t want soup, i want a kiss,” he said with a little mischievous smile, then puckering his lips.

you rolled your eyes, he knew you couldn’t say no to him, especially since he was sick and was on the verge of tears after you called him his first name. “you’re such a baby,” you groaned, “if i get sick it’s your fault,” you reminded him.

“then it’ll be my turn to take care of you,” he said as if it was obvious, leaning up a bit and catching your lips with his.

sure, mingyu was a big baby. but he was your big baby.

dk

dk had been stuck in practice all day while you had a free day. so, being the loving and doting partner that you were you decided to make your boyfriend some dinner. which also included making dinner for his 12 bandmates, but you didn’t mind. you were like a big family.

you were let into the building and made your way to their practice room, hands full of bags carrying multiple different containers full of food.

the boys were all sitting around the room during a break and you popped your head inside, leaving the bags in the hallway.

a few people looked over at you when you opened the door, but every head snapped your way when you opened your mouth.

“seokmin?” you asked, which caused some murmurs among the group.

dk couldn’t remember the last time he was called that name.

‘you better fix whatever you did wrong’ ‘why is she mad at you?’ ‘what did you do?’ different members began to ask all at once to your boyfriend, sending him into even deeper of a panic.

he jumped to his feet and made his way over to you. you didn’t look mad at him, but now he was worried. he grabbed your hand and gently pulled you into the hallway and closed the door to the practice room behind you.

“is everything okay? did i leave something on at home? did i forget to take out the trash?” he asked seriously, thinking of what he could’ve possibly done to elicit you calling him his first name.

you gave him a look in response, furrowing your eyebrows at his rambling. “no… i made you guys food,” you explained, pointing to all the bags on the floor by the two of you, “was just asking you to help me bring it in.”

“huh?” your boyfriend questioned, looking at the bags and then back up to you. “why’d you call me seokmin, then? i haven’t heard that name in ages!” he whined, tugging at your hand.

“oh? i texted jeonghan and told him i was coming over, he told me to call you seokmin,” you laughed, not thinking that he was going to take it that much to heart.

dk sighed and grabbed the bags, pecking your cheek, “thank you for dinner,” he said softly, opening the door to go back into the practice room with you trailing behind him.

his members all looked over and started laughing, apparently they were in on it too.

“you guys suck!” he groaned, “i’m keeping all this food to myself now,” he said childishly, hoarding all the bags by the two of you and trying to keep everyone else away.

eventually he caved and you all ate together, everyone thanking you and still poking fun at your boyfriend.

seungkwan

“seungkwan,” you tried to get your boyfriends attention, standing across the kitchen island from him.

his eyes left his phone and found yours, narrowing in the process. he didn’t say anything so you frowned.

“seungkwan?” he continued to stare at you and you grew slightly agitated since he was seemingly ignoring you.

“can you reply?” you asked with an attitude, crossing your arms.

“i’m just waiting for you to get it right,” he said, mirroring your body language and the amount of sass.

his words only confused you more. “get what right? you’re crazy,” you mumbled, basically having a staring contest with him.

seungkwan just scoffed and rolled his eyes, “my name! i’m waiting for you to get my name right,” he said as if it was obvious. “i am not ‘seungkwan’ to you.” he explained, putting his name in quotations with his fingers.

“are you waiting for me to call you sweetie?” you asked finally, a smile slowly starting to spread on your face. your boyfriend may be a little sassy but he was truly a sweetheart.

“maybe,” he replied simply, his arms still crossed as he waited.

you hummed at his response and then made your way around the island to hug him. “alright, sweetie, i was just going to ask where you wanted to eat tonight,” you grinned, pressing a few sweet kisses on his cheek.

his attitude instantly melted away at the pet name and he pulled you closer to him, “wherever you want, angel,” he replied simply.

it was that easy.

vernon

vernon isn't phased by much. but he does get a little salty when you use his first name on him. he says it sounds too much like a mother scolding him. so, of course, you tease him with it sometimes.

“hansol! can you come to the living room?” you called out in your home, not sure which room he was in.

soon you heard his footsteps and he walked into the room with a scrunched up face.

“yes, darling?” he exaggerated his pet name for you, hoping you'd get the hint.

you spun around in a circle and posed, showing off your new outfit to your boyfriend.

“what do you think? you like my new outfit?” you asked with a blinding smile, posing in a few different ways as your boyfriend watched.

“i think it looks lovely, babe,” he exaggerated again.

“thank you, hansol,” you replied with a sweet smile.

“you look gorgeous, sweetheart,” he tried again.

“thank you, hansol,” you repeated, trying to keep your laugh at bay.

“positively perfect, my love.”

“i appreciate it, hansol.”

“absolutely stunning, angel.”

“you’re too kind, hansol.”

“that’s it, i’m ignoring you for the rest of the day.” he finally said after surveying you for a few minutes. he turned on his heel and walked back to your shared bedroom.

“no!” you called after him, “i’m just joking,” you said in between laughs as you walked fast behind him to catch up.

he shrugged his shoulders and sat back down at his desk, continuing his previous task before you had called him to the living room.

“don’t be sulky now, i was teasing,” you pouted, putting your hands on his shoulders and turning his chair to face you.

“it’s fine, y/n,” he said with a grin, now using your own name back as revenge.

“hey! you can’t call me that!” you whined in response.

“watch me.” he smirked, flicking your forehead gently.

oh how the tables have turned.

dino

this man rarely hears his name from anyone. it’s always ‘dino’ from his friends and ‘honey’ from you.

so when you started calling for ‘chan’ while you were asleep it made his heart break.

‘who is chan?’ he thought to himself, you couldn’t be cheating on him with another guy. right? you wouldn’t do that, he knows you.

but still, once the thought got placed into his head (by no one but himself) he couldn’t help but shake it.

the next morning he was nervous, he didn’t know how to confront you, or what he would do if his suspicions were correct. so while you were making breakfast for the two of you he mustered up the courage to go into the kitchen and talk to you.

“good morning, honey,” you said with a cheery smile, noticing him right away as he made his way next to you. you caught his lips with a quick peck but noticed that he seemed a little tense. “something wrong?” you asked, concern lacing your voice.

dino just wrung his hands together and frowned. “do you have something to tell me?” he asked softly, already feeling on the verge of tears as he looked down at his feet, not making eye contact with you.

“no? what’s this about?” you asked, turning the heat down on the stove so you could give him more of your attention.

“i just,” he started, “well um…” he tried again, “i heard you talking in your sleep and you were calling out for some guy named ‘chan’ and i know wouldn’t cheat on me or anything but who is chan?” his words spilled out of him and he was talking a mile a minute while you looked at him, your eyes widening.

he was bracing himself for the answer to his question, ready for the worst.

“honey…” you said gently, taking both of his hands in yours and making him look at you, “you are chan.” you explained, trying to hide your smile since he was clearly so distraught.

“huh?” he asked, not understanding what you were getting at.

“honey, your name is lee chan,” you reminded him.

you could see the gears shifting in his head before his cheeks immediately heated up. he snatched his hands from yours and slapped his face. he was chan. and he couldn’t feel any stupider.

he was so used to being honey that he forgot his literal name.

“forget this happened…” he mumbled, walking away as you stifled your laughs.

[holdinbacksecrets]

seventeen: boyfriend texts part 2

mingyu, jun, hansol, seungcheol

[catboyieejeno]

.・゜゜・・゜゜・．.・゜゜・★

cw: soft dom! mingyu x slight pillow princess! reader, fem! reader, pwp, oral (fem and male receiving), slight overstimulation, praise, mentions of cum, npr

18+ minors do not interact !

boyfriend! mingyu who is completely obsessed with burying his face in your sopping cunt until your fingers are weaved between his locks and you’re coming multiple times in a row. he won’t let up, not because he’s being mean or punishing you with overstimulation—although occasionally, that is the case—but because you, his sweet, pretty girl, deserves nothing less than his tongue lapping restlessly at your folds. It’s embarrassingly easy for him to get pussy-drunk, grinding himself into the bed as he goes down on you for well over an hour. By the time you plead out desperately for his cock, he’s already left a thick puddle of his cum on the spot in the bed he was fucking his length into. 

kim mingyu is a simple man of simple pleasures, some of which include your cries and sputters, your trembling thighs and heavy pants, and the infrequent, though appreciated, indiscernible blabbers of praise you manage to let out through drooling lips. when you can actually manage to form words, that is. 

you are his pillow princess, whether you bestowed that title upon yourself or not. The chances of you going down on him? slim. giving him head is a rare occurrence; in fact, you’d have to beg him to let you try, plead with him to stuff his considerably large length down your throat. you’d have to convince him you need him there so bad, that you want him to feel just as good as he makes you feel, but even then, his responses are rehearsed. 

“but baby, i don’t need all that, let me treat you instead,” 

“‘wanna do all the work for you, honey. you deserve it.” 

“you really want me to fill your mouth up baby? first you have to come twice on my tongue,” 

“I’d rather come in you, sweet girl.” 

“s’too big for your pretty little mouth, don’ wanna hurt you,”

at first, you thought he didn’t want you to give him head at all, or that he assumed you would be bad at it. But, when you finally begged enough, your pretty boy caved and it became apparent very quickly why he was holding off for so long. from the moment he lays back, one arm tucked behind his head, the other pressing his thumb onto your swirling tongue, he knows he’s done for. watching you crawl over him, leaving kisses and licking stripes as you make your way down his torso, makes his pre-cum leak freely from his flushed tip. 

mingyu has his lip caught between his teeth, eyes glossed over in a haze. the very moment your velvety lips wrap around his head, he’s groaning out, arms and legs dropping limply onto the mattress. you have absolute power over him in that moment, and both of you are very, very aware of that. all of your insecurities dissipate as you realize he’s falling apart, melting like putty in your hands. his chest that previously rose and fell calmly is now puffing up with air he pushes out through his nostrils and the noises he’s letting out? other-fucking-wordly.

he eventually regains feeling in his hands and they rotate between holding your throat, your cheek, and simply sliding along the ridges of his abdomen. all the meanwhile, it’s him who chokes up on his words, slurring his speech. 

“please, please, please…” 

“your mouth feels s’good on me, fuck,” 

“doin’ so good, so fucking good, all for me…” 

“if you do that again, i’m not gonna last—shit.” 

“just like that, yes, baby… oh, god, you’re gonna make me—“ 

when your tongue swipes deliciously over his tip, he drags out a strangled moan, shooting his hot load into your mouth and down your throat. knees locked, toes curled, and hips bucking up into you, he throws his head back to ride out his orgasm. 

a few seconds later, his hands fly to your hair to lift you off, but in a small act of defiance for all the times you were overstimulated by him, you grab his wrists and pin them at his sides. he lets you do this because it’s so, so fucking hot to watch you have a sliver of control for once—both of you are well aware he could overpower you if he wanted to. instead, though, he laces his fingers with yours and takes what you give him like the good boy he is. it takes less than ten minutes for him to come each and every time you give him head going forward but thankfully, his stamina doesn’t betray him. he recovers while he returns the favor, devouring you and drinking up your juices as his cock that never fully softened, swells up all over again. 

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