#minhyuk fan fic

[juniormint1125]

One Shot/One Song #1 Lee Minhyuk

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Zero to a Hundred in One Night

Lee Minhyuk x Reader

Inspired By: Open Mind - Wonho

Summary: Minhyuk rescues you at a club and the attraction is instant. You can’t resist his bluntness and follow him back to his hotel.

Word Count: 3,548

Genre: smut

Warnings/Contains: cursing, one night stand, unprotected sex

You’re sulking at the bar when, out of nowhere, something hits you from behind. Turning, you see a drunk club patron hovering over you, his stale breath filling your nostrils. You’re angry at the intrusion but realize it won’t do any good to make a scene. In his inebriated state, he wouldn’t understand you anyway.

“Watch out,” you yell over the music. Before you can turn away, he grabs your wrist. You try to shake him off, but his grip is surprisingly firm. He tries to pull you closer, and you demand he let go.

“Come on baby. Don’t be so stuck up.”

“I said let go!”

“You know you want it,” he sputters in your ear. He’s trying to kiss your neck, but you end up covered in his drool as you fight him off. You push him away with your free hand, but he’s hell bent on getting to first base and you can’t get away.

He suddenly drops your wrist, and you stumble off balance. You regain your composure to see that someone has pulled him off you. The drunk man stumbles backward and falls to the floor.

“Are you okay?” the stranger asks.

You nod as you see the drunk man scrambling back up from the floor, ready for a fight. The stranger puts his hands up in surrender.

“I’m not looking for trouble,” he says backing away. Everyone around you has started to stare.

“Then you should have stayed out of our business!” the drunk man roars.

“I don’t think the lady wanted to be a part of your business,” the stranger spits back.

The drunk man teeters, grasping for something to steady himself. He’s trying to walk toward you when two men break from the crowd and struggle to drag him away. He’s cursing as they rush him out the door. The crowd disperses back to their drinks and dancing as if nothing happened.

The stranger turns to you. “Are you sure you’re okay? That guy was an ass.”

“I’m fine. Thank you for stepping in.” You let out a breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding. You’re reeling from what just happened, your heart pounding, beads of sweat on your forehead.

“Here. Sit down.” He pulls out the nearest bar stool, bracing you with his hand as he eases you into the chair. Once you’re firmly seated, he makes his way over to a bartender. As he’s talking, his gaze wanders back to where you're waiting. The club’s flashing lights glint off his coal-colored eyes. Their shape is warm and soft, despite the cold, hardness of their color. The way his raven hair hangs slightly longer over one brow is alluring, the glow of his rich tawny skin against the alabaster of his fitted shirt, delectable.

He makes his way over to you with two glasses. Handing you the larger one first, he orders you to drink. You realize it’s water as the frigid liquid slides down your throat, squelching the remaining flames of your anger.

“Thank you,” you shout over the music.

“And this one,” he commands you, now holding out the smaller glass. You raise a questioning eyebrow. “To relax,” he adds.

You down the golden liquid in one shot. It’s bourbon, and it’s sweet and smooth. You smile at him, feeling much more at ease.

“Now that I’ve plied you with liquor, I should probably introduce myself,” he chuckles. “I’m Minhyuk.” He extends his hand. You take it, eyeing how his slim delicate wrists morph into gentle, yet masculinely sculpted hands.

“I’m Y/N. And thank you, again, for stepping in.”

“It was my pleasure.” He sits down on the stool beside you, examining you from top to bottom. His gaze makes you shift uncomfortably in your seat. You fidget with your earring.

“Would you like something else to drink?” he asks at last. He's yet to take his eyes off you. You nod, seeking a reprieve from his unnerving stare. But you’re not ready for your interaction with him to end. He catches the bartender’s attention, and she quickly makes her way over, looking him up and down unabashedly.

“What can I get for you, sweetheart?” she purrs seductively.

“Two bourbons, neat please,” he replies flatly, not responding to her advances.

She returns a few moments later, setting two glasses in front of him, and trying one more time to gain his attention. “If there’s anything else you need, please let me know.”

He looks away from her, and nods in response. She walks away, clearly unhappy with his lack of attention.

“God, I hate women like that,” you scoff, rolling your eyes.

“Don’t worry,” he smirks, leaning closer. The sweet smell of bourbon mixed with the musk of his cologne inundates your senses. “She’s nothing. It’s obvious you’re the only one that matters.”

He’s making you nervous again, but this time there’s another feeling alongside. You’re attracted to him, and his close proximity is making it hard to breathe.

He leans back on the stool, and you sigh involuntarily. You blush; he obviously heard you. He chuckles, entertained by your reaction. His tongue caresses his lips, and you stare lecherously. You grind the palms of your hands into your thighs, trying to push away the filthy thoughts that are invading your mind.

“Dance with me,” he dictates, pulling you from your seat.

“I don’t really dance,” you whine behind him.

On the dance floor, his arms tightly circle your waist. You still, your chest rising and falling with rapid breaths. The music pounds in your ears alongside your heartbeat.

“I don’t know how.” You blush. His smile is amused, but warm, as his hands slide to your hips, pulling you against him. His breath tickles your ear.

“Don’t worry. Just follow me.” He moves in rhythm with the music, his hands guiding you. “See? It’s easy.”

He’s incredibly close and his cock is unmistakably hard. Your core clenches when he sighs in your ear. He murmurs, “I’m letting you know that I want you.”

You jerk away from him with a small gasp and his grin is lascivious. You’re taken aback. No one has ever been so forward with you. Beads of sweat form on the back of your neck and you fidget with your earring again, unsure how to respond. He reaches for you, and you let him pull you back in.

“Your perfume is intoxicating,” he whispers when your bodies are pressed together. “But I wonder. Do you smell as sweet…everywhere?”

Heat surges through you. The alcohol mixed with adrenaline makes you brave.

“Would you like to find out?” You turn, pressing your ass against him and swaying with the music. His hands slide lower, and the nearness to your heat makes you throb with desire.

“Very much,” he replies, his cock twitching at your back. Catching your hand, he spins you to face him. You’re lightheaded, your skin tingling and your pulse racing. Pure lust sparkles in his eyes. He beckons you with his finger.

“Come closer.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, your breasts crushed against the taut muscles of his chest. You close your eyes, his embrace pulling you desperately close. His nails sink into the back of your neck as your lips collide. Your fingers card through his hair, and you completely give your body over to passion. Unable to breathe, you pull away. You’re overwhelmed by your hunger; it scorches you like fire.

“Now,” you urge. “Let’s not wait.”

He snatches your hand, directing you toward the exit. Outside, you shiver as the cool night air washes over your burning skin. Wandering hands pin you against the wall of the club, drawing you into another fervent kiss. Your lips part slightly, his tongue pressing between them. You shiver again, wetness dripping from your core.

“My hotel’s two blocks away,” he growls.

"Just lead the way, I'll follow." You grip his wrist; you’re anxious he might slip away into a cloud of mist. The situation seems too unreal. You can’t believe you’re actually doing this.

At the hotel, he fumbles with the key card. You hope it's because he's as nervous as you are.

The door closes, your back pressed against it as he moves in closer. He hovers over you, his lips inches from yours, and his stare burning through you. The tips of his fingers graze the bare skin of your arm and your body trembles under his touch.

“I’ve never done anything like this before,” you whisper. You don’t want to seem like that kind of girl.

“Neither have I. But when I saw you, I couldn’t keep my distance.” He kisses your neck and you incline your head to offer him better access. "I think we both want the same thing..."

His voice trails off, and he pulls back. Your eyes locked on each other, you hesitate. You're second guessing yourself. You know nothing about this man. You shouldn’t be alone with him; you shouldn’t be in his hotel room. But there’s something about him that’s drawn you in, something that you can’t resist. You can’t help but give in.

"You don't have to love me," he murmurs. “But, for just one night, keep an open mind.”

You crash into him, your lips slamming together. Your hands meander over his chest, fisting the soft fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer. His hands wander to your breasts, and he slides the flimsy dress strap from your shoulder. His tongue grazes the hollow of your neck and his hands grab your ass, lifting you from the floor.

You wrap your legs around his waist. His face is eye level with your breasts, and he pulls at the fabric of your dress with his teeth. You hiss when his teeth scrape over your nipple. Through the thin silk, the sensation is overwhelming. You pat yourself on the back for deciding to go braless.

He looks up at you, desire heavy in his gaze. Your fingers tangle in his hair and you pull him back to your lips. The kiss is unhurried this time, but equally passionate. He holds you in his arms and heads for the bed. He presses a knee into the mattress to steady himself, then lays you back gently. Hovering over you, he slides your dress the rest of the way down, exposing your breasts.

His tongue caresses his lips the same way it did at the club, and he hums in satisfaction. Planting a soft peck on your lips first, he makes his way down your body, kissing your neck tenderly before moving to your breasts. You arch your back as his lips capture your nipple. His tongue languidly flicks over the hardened bud, the perfect mix of tongue and teeth pulling moan after moan from your lips. His mouth lingers on your breasts while his hands trace the length of your body. They slide beneath the hem of your dress, traveling along your bare skin and your body shakes with desire.

He slides the dress from your body, painstakingly slow, leaving behind goosebumps on your flesh. You feel vulnerable and exposed, the skimpy fabric of your panties barely covering your sex. They’re again soaked with your wetness as he gives your nipple one last nibble, then pulls back to look at you.

“Even more gorgeous than I imagined.”

You reach for the hem of his shirt. It’s only fair he’s as exposed as you are. He pulls it over his head and when it falls to the floor, you're entranced by his beauty. You yearn to run your tongue over the firm muscles of his body. He moves in to kiss you and his skin against yours makes your core clench. He teases you, his thumb caressing your bottom lip, then tracing a path down your body. He slips his fingers beneath the waistband of your panties, and they graze past your clit. You inhale sharply, the contact making you wince. When his finger dips inside your entrance, he moans.

He brings his hand to his lips. Your wetness glistens on his finger as it disappears inside his mouth. The lewdness of the act sends your mind into a fury. All the restraint you had is shattered as you frantically pull him to you. Your arms snake around his neck as he falls to the bed, drawing you on top of him. Your lips never leave his as you grind your hips into him. He groans in your mouth and thrusts against you.

He raises up on his elbows, moving you with him. Propping himself against the headboard, he positions you between his legs. Your back is against his chest, and his hands roam over your skin. Moving your hair to the side, he nibbles at the back of your neck; he's leaving his mark.

"Take off your panties," he demands.

You comply, quickly returning to your post. Lifting your leg up for better access, his hand cups your sex. One finger slides inside and you whimper. He moves in and out leisurely.

"Tell me your desires and I'll bring 'em all to life," he mewls in your ear.

Your head falls back in pleasure. His finger relentlessly circles your clit, and you sputter in response. "I...I..."

"Speak up babe, I can't hear you," he teases. His unyielding assault on your clit is bringing you closer to orgasm and you can barely form a response. Heat swiftly rises in your core leaving you dangling on the edge of reason. You whimper again.

"Are you close, baby?"

You can hear the smirk in his voice, but you don't care. You nod your head, yes.

"Cum for me."

The pleasure is nearly too much to take when he speeds up his movements. Within minutes, you tumble over the cliff of your orgasm. Your body twitches as you come down. You can hear him chuckle, obviously pleased with himself.

Your body is still clenching around his finger. He whispers, "Don’t you want something different now?Tell me what you want baby."

“I want to feel your cock inside me.”

He turns you to face him and again kisses your neck, another mark to remember him by. He lifts you onto his lap, guiding you as you lower yourself onto his cock. The stretch is ecstasy, causing you to moan uncontrollably. You hear that same self-satisfied chuckle. It seems he needs a taste of his own medicine.

You begin to rock your hips back and forth slowly. With each backward movement, you push yourself up until only the tip of his cock is brushing your hole. Then you slowly rotate your hips forward and back down, squeezing him inside you. You can see his breathing becoming more rapid, his calm composure slowly melting away.

When his eyes flutter shut, you know that your plan is working. You lean forward and, tugging your fingers through his hair, you nip at his ear. His response is nearly inaudible; he’s not ready to surrender yet. So, you place your hands on his chest, shoving him backward into the pillows. His responding smirk irritates you, making you more determined to unravel him.

You kiss his lips, sweetly at first, slipping in small nibbles here and there. You trail kisses down his neck and then back up to peck at his earlobe. You increase the pressure of your teeth against his skin and this time the moan that emanates from his chest is clearly audible. Alternating between nibbles and kisses, you make your way back down his neck. His enjoyment becomes more evident with each pass of your teeth over his skin. You’re still holding his cock inside you, though your movements have stilled. To remind him that you’re still there, you squeeze your core around him.

He’s clearly agitated, so you back off. You move to kiss his lips, pulling your body completely off his cock. When he sighs, his bottom lip juts out in a pout, and you smile. Now you’re winning the game.

He moves to get up, but you force him back onto the pillows. Stretching out on the bed, you prop yourself up on your elbow and face him.

“Eyes on me,” you order. “And don’t look away.” A wanton smile forms on his lips.

With one finger, you trace circles across his chest. Your nails scratch down his abs, lightly at first, and you can feel his muscles clench beneath your fingers. As you slide closer to his cock, you dig your nails in deeper.

Once there, you slow down again. Barely touching his skin, you trace over his length, admiring the slight curve. No wonder it felt so good inside you. You run your finger over his tip, now sticky with desire. One finger becomes two, then three as you playfully tease him. His eyes begin to flutter shut and you quickly remove your hand. He whines. You cock your head to the side and smile.

“Eyes up here.” He nods obediently and you smile to yourself. Got him.

You return your hand to his cock, wrapping it tightly around his length. You squeeze as you move your hand up and down the shaft. You keep your hand moving and bring your mouth back to his body. This time you start at his collar bone and tease his flesh with your tongue. You drag the tip around his nipple, and he shivers. Peeking up at him, you see that he’s been compliant, his eyes are still locked on your movements. You decide to reward him.

You move to straddle his thighs, running your nails back down his chest. You hover over his cock, and with just the tip of your tongue, you flick over the head. His moan is fully audible now; he can’t restrain his appetite any longer. You bring your eyes to meet his and smile. You deliberately drag out your next move to drive him crazy.

Wrapping your mouth around his cock, you start at the tip and, meticulous and unhurried, move down the entire length. When your mouth reaches the base, he groans in pleasure, his body shaking. You continue your snail-like pace, peering up at him to make sure he’s still following your directions. His eyes are dark and gleaming with lust and trained on you.

With each pass, you speed up your movements. Before long, you’re gagging as the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat. He begins to move his body with yours, thrusting into your mouth at an ever faster pace.

A few minutes later, he unexpectedly pushes your shoulders back roughly. An audible pop resounds in the darkness as his cock leaves your mouth. He moves from beneath you and positions himself behind, jerking you up onto all fours.

“You’re a fucking tease,” he growls in your ear as he pulls your body against his. You giggle, satisfied with the results of your tormenting. He hastily stifles your haughtiness when he slams his cock into you. The obscene sound of your wetness as he thrusts in and out of you invokes a lusty moan from the both of you.

He’s back in control again as he pounds into you relentlessly. His pace is impossibly fast and your legs ache from the force of his thrusts.

“You’re gonna make me cum,” he growls into your ear again.

“Please,” you beg. As he rams his cock into you, it hits the spot that makes you come undone. Heat rises in your core when his hand closes in on your clit.

“You first,” he purrs.

Moments later, you’re coming again, this time around his cock. His smug chuckle is back as you involuntarily clench around him. You’re too enraptured to care anymore.

He doesn’t stop driving into you until he’s ready to cum. Then, he pulls you close; his nails digging into the flesh of your waist. His exquisite moans resonate in your ears as he rides out his orgasm.

He collapses onto the bed, pulling you with him. He tugs you to him and you nestle into his arms. Your breathing is the only sound in the room. He rolls to face you, a satisfied smile on his face, and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmurs. His eyes are gentle and affectionate. You soften under his gaze, a small part of you wishing this was more than just a one-night stand. You snap yourself back to reality before you get lost in your own head.

He’s quiet and you can tell he’s sleepy. He tries to resist but his eyes flit shut. Before he slips into dreams, he squeezes your hand and mumbles.

“Can I see you again?”

You don’t answer. His words are too good to be true, something obligatory, said in his state of post sex bliss. His breathing evens out as he dozes off. You lay there for a while cuddled against him, enjoying the illusion of happiness. You examine his features, taking in the flawless beauty. You could get used to him.

When he’s soundly sleeping, you gently wriggle from his arms and get dressed. Before your heart can react to what your body felt when you were with him, you slip out the door.

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Truth or Dare/ 1

Pairing- Minhyuk x Named Reader

Word count- 4k

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Tag List- Voyeurism, oral, clit sucking, pussy eating, cum eating, riding, sex from behind, squirting, multiple orgasms, tiny speck of fluff, This man BIAS WRECKED me so hard in Beautiful Lie and this fic just came to my mind.

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Minhyuk POV

"Fuck yes", Jooheon moans as Ara sucks on his dick

I just roll my eyes, waiting for this shit to be over

"She's going hard", my best friend snickers, "Wonder how long she wanted to suck Joo's dick"

"A long time apparently"

"Is this supposed to be turning us on?"

"Apparently", I answer

"Are you turned on?"

"No", I say, not turned on in the slightest, "Are you?"

She snorts, "Not from dick sucking"

"Seriously?"

I get turned on by watching dick sucking porns

But not when I don't like the girl or I'm not attracted to her

And I do not like Ara nor do I think she's pretty

She's a bitch

Changkyun's friend

Makes me question his taste in friends

"You invited me over for this?", she asks, from her spot next to me on the couch

I sigh, "To hang out. Each one of us was gonna bring a friend"

"To fuck", she interjects

"No. Not that I was aware of"

The guys wanted to have like a mini party after before our comeback

We agreed to invite one friend as to not make the party huge

Of course I brought Joanne, my best friend since I was a toddler

She's obviously a girl

It just so happens the other guys brought girls too

Maybe they expected to fuck but I didn't

One of the girls, Eun, Hyungwon's friend, suggested playing truth or dare and we all begrudgingly agreed

At first it was tame

Asking questions, doing stupid dares

Then it went to kissing

Joanne kissed Hyungwon, I kissed Kihyun's friend Mina

Everyone got a kiss

Then it went to touching through clothes of which Changkyun groped Joanne's boobs and she grabbed Jooheon's dick

I didn't get a chance to do anything as Jooheon's friend Aera dared Ara to suck Jooheon's dick until he cums

It went from zero to a hundred real quick with Ara immediately on her knees

Before it happened, we all agreed not to breathe a word of this game or whatever happens

That'd be bad if our fans found out any of this happened

Of course Ara agreed as did the rest of us, then Ara pulled Jooheon's clothes down and she's been sucking him for the last eight minutes with the rest of us watching or not

The rest of them are watching but since I don't like Ara I don't care to watch

"He needs to hurry up", Joanne whispers making me laugh

It goes on for two more minutes then Jooheon cums down her throat with Ara swallowing hard

"Ok who's next?", Eun asks

"Changkyun needs to answer truth or dare", Hyungwon answers

Apparently he's keeping track

"Ok. Truth or Dare Changkyun", Eun asks

"Dare", he says

"I dare you to fuck Mina", Eun smirks

"Oh god", Joanne sighs

"Yeah really. Is everyone gonna fuck now?", I say

"Yes", Eun snaps, glaring at me

"Great", I mutter

Apparently I'm surrounded by horny idiots

I mean I'm an horny idiot too, just not at the moment

"What's your answer Changkyun?", Eun ask, looking back at Changkyun

"I'm game if she is"

"I totally am", Mina says getting up

She gets over to Changkyun, sitting in his lap

She leans to him, her mouth against his

His hands move under her skirt, pulling her underwear down

They maneuver around and Mina ends up on her back on the floor, Changkyun over her, fucking her

She moans while he groans, the sound of their skin slapping hard

We however, can't see anything as all their clothes are as still on

Her skirt is blocking the view, his bottom clothes down to his thighs

So something that might possibly have turned me on isn't

Great

"Can you see anything good?", Joanne asks, leaning over me, looking at them

"Nope"

"Fuck, me neither. This is so boring", she murmurs to me

I agree

When they finish, they separate, going back to their spots

Hopefully that was more satisfying for them than for the rest of us

"Minhyuk", Mina calls

I look over at her, my eyebrow raised, "Yeah?"

"Truth or Dare?"

Oh what the fuck?

"Say dare", Joanne whispers

"What?", I whisper back, turning my head to her

"Say dare. Get some action", she says wiggling her eyebrows

"What?", I repeat

"You can get some action with either Eun or Aera. Say dare"

I roll my eyes but say, "Dare"

Eun is pretty but Aera is beautiful

I wouldn't mind fucking her

"I dare you to suck on Jo's clit until she cums in her underwear"

"What?", Joanne and I shriek at the same time as the guys snicker

"No", she says as I shake my head, "Absolutely not"

"Why not?", Mina asks

"She's my best friend! We do not-"

"Do things like that!", she finishes while I nod

"There is no feelings like that between us"

"Bullshit", Ara says, "You guys have had to think about it before"

"Nope"

"Never"

"Guys and girls can't just be best friends. At some point, they fuck", Ara says like she's dropping some pearl of wisdom

"Are you stupid?", Joanne asks for me, "Of course guys and girls can be friends without wanting to fuck each other! What if I'm gay? There'd be no way I'd want to fuck Minhyuk if I liked girls"

"Do you?", Eun asks

"No but that's not the point!", Joanne exclaims, "Even straight guys and girls can be just friends"

She's right

I've never thought about her like that before

Never

She's always been my best friend, the one I went to for help, advice, to have fun with

Non-sexual fun

I talked to her about girls and she tells me what to do so I don't act like a complete moron

It'd be way too weird to do anything with her

"No they can't. And it doesn't matter anyway. You were dared and you have to do the dare"

"No", I repeat

"Yes", Eun snaps again

I look at Hyungwon, "Some help here?"

Hyungwon shakes his head, "You chose dare. Do the dare"

I look at the other guys and one by one they all shrug

Fucking great help they are

"Just do it", Ara pushes

"We're all doing things we wouldn't normally do", Aera adds

"Don't be such a boring prude", Mina rolls her eyes

"Oh my god fine!", Joanne yells and I turn to her in complete shock

"Fine?", I ask, "Fine?"

She looks over at me, "If you want to then fine. It's up to you"

"Do it", Ara persuades

"Yeah do it", Eun echoes

"Just fucking do it man", Changkyun says

"Fine", I yell, giving in

"Good. Do it", Eun snaps

"Shove her against the wall and get on your knees", Mina says, excitedly

God they are so fucking cliche

"C'mon Hyuk", Joanne says getting up, "Let's get this over with"

We both stand up and she goes to lean against the wall

Thank god

I don't know how I would have shoved her against the wall so I'm glad she decide to help me out

And I like the fact that the rest of them aren't getting the satisfaction of seeing that

Still, I get in front of her and kneel down

I'm a little- ok- a lot nervous

This is Joanne and I'm worried so much more about my skills than I should be

But I care about what she thinks

I move my hands to her pants, hooking my fingers in her pants and panties waistbands

It hits me that I'm going to be seeing my best friend's pussy in less than a second

And that I'm putting my mouth on her

This is so surreal

Pulling everything down slowly, I jump when one of the girls yells at me to stop

"Just her clit. You have to make her cum in her panties remember"

Right

Pulling her clothes down, I stop as soon as her clit is exposed

I stare at it in disbelief at how...cute it is....small

It's then I notice her breathing has become rapid and I look up at her to find her already looking down at me

My eyes meet hers and she nods

Moving my gaze back to her clit, I move closer, sticking my tongue out and softly licking her to get her wet

It feels soft and I lick it again and again, feeling her bump start to pulse softly

I like that a lot

After a few licks, I wrap my lips around her clit and suck once

And it's like once I do, I can't stop

Sucking faster, I move my hands around her, squeezing her ass, pulling her closer to me

"Fff..fuck", she whimpers, my eyes shooting up to her

She's biting her lip, watching me, pleasure on her face

I don't stop, feeling her clit throb against my lips, each pulse sending pleasure straight to my hardening cock

I can't believe this is turning me on

I can't believe I'm actually doing this

I can't believe I'm liking this

Switching things up, I lick her clit a few times before attaching my mouth back to her bump, slurping on her desperately

I want her to cum

I want to be the reason why she cums

She lets out a soft moan and that sound is so fucking pretty, turning me on more and fueling me to go harder

"Oh my god", she whimpers, her hand moving into my hair, holding on tightly

I move my eyes up, watching her, wanting to see her cum

I keep playing with her bump, her hand tightening in my hair, her breathing labored, eyes closed as she presses her head against the wall

"Hyukie....fuck...Hyukie", she moans

Oh fuck, I didn't know I'd love hearing my name in her voice

Her body shakes, her legs buckling, her moans louder as she cums

She's so fucking beautiful, I can't believe it

I suck her through her orgasm, only letting go of her when I'm sure she finished

"That was hot", Mina yells

Joanne's eyes open and she looks down at me, in surprise

I'm surprised too

Surprised I actually loved doing it

Surprised that I don't want to get up

I want more of her

"I want to taste you", I say softly, "Can I?"

I need to taste her

I can't just make her cum with my mouth and not see what she tastes like

She nods right away, "Yes"

Immediately, I pull her pants and panties all the way down, taking them completely off

"Hey that wasn't part of the dare!", one of the girls say but I ignore them

"Shut up and watch", another snaps

Moving one of her legs over my shoulder, I bury my face in her pussy, my tongue licking up her cum

As soon as it hits my tongue, I moan at how surprisingly fucking amazing she tastes

So fucking good and I love how her cream feels sliding down my throat

Licking faster, I grip her hips hard, her pussy getting so wet, all of it all over my face

I can't stop, I want more of her cream

"Minhyuk!", she yells, one hand still in my hair, the other gripping my wrist hard

Sliding my tongue down, I plunge into her hole, wiggling in as far as I can, listening to her scream of pleasure

Her pussy clenches around my tongue and I moan into her

Pulling my tongue out, I dive back in, fucking her with my tongue

"Fuck, fuck, fuck", she moan, her body shivering

Sliding out of her hole, I lick up to her clit, flicking the throbbing bump with the tip of my tongue

"Oh fuck", she cries, her hips snapping, shoving her pussy into my face more

"Mm baby", I murmur, moving my tongue faster into her clenching hole

She keeps moving her cunt against my mouth, fucking my face and I had no clue that I'd fucking love this

I move my tongue faster, wanting her to cum right now

"Please, baby, cum in my mouth", I whine

"Holy shit", Jooheon gasps

Moving back inside her, she calls my name, her cunt tightening on my tongue

I moan when I taste her cum, swallowing it greedily and dipping back in for more

"Minhyuk, fuck. Oh fuck"

"Jesus Christ he's going at it hard", Kihyun says

"She's so fucking lucky", one of the girls says

No, I'm lucky

I get to taste her and swallow her delicious cream

When she finishes, I lick her a few times to make sure I got everything

Only then do I stand up, leaning towards her

She's leaning against the wall, breathing hard, her eyes opening and looking right at me

For some reason I fall into her eyes and I can't look away

"I dare you to ride him until you cum!", Eun yells at her

Desire comes back into her eyes, desire for me and fuck do I like seeing that

She pushes me back and I walk until the back of my legs hit the couch

She shoves me down, raising her eyebrow

"Yes", I agree

I'm so fucking horny and fuck, I want her

This is the first time I'm ever feeling like this towards her

And I'm going with it

Her hands move down to my sweatpants, pulling them and my boxers down, my cock rock hard, sticking straight up

"Holy shit Minhyuk! You're packing that thing?", Aera gapes

"Jesus it's so fucking big!", Eun says

"Thick too. God Jo's gonna have so much fun", Mina breathes

I hear them but I'm not taking my gaze off of her

The surprise in her eyes, the want in them, the way her hand slowly slides up my thigh, wrapping around my length

She pumps my dick a few times and I moan from how good it feels

"Get on my cock now", I growl, craving to be inside her

I don't know where this feeling is coming from but I can't wait to be inside her

"Ccc..condom?", she asks

I shake my head

No, I want to feel her

Feel everything

"I don't have anything", I tell her

"Me neither", she answers

"So sit on my dick", I tell her

She nods, climbing on my lap

I feel her cunt dripping juice all over me as she hovers over me, moving my length to her hole

She starts taking me right away, sinking down on my cock, her tight cunt stretching around me

"Oh my god", I cry as she slides down, circling her hips to make a little room

It's such a tight fit, her cunt barely opening for me before she's sucking me in and clamping around me

"Hyukie, oh fuck, fuck", she gasps as she bottoms me out, sitting right against my skin

My hands grip her hips, fingers digging into her skin as I feel her pulse around my cock rapidly

Fucking amazing

How does she feel this good?

This tight?

And this wet?

So wet and it's all over me

"Fuck him!", Mina yells impatiently

"Hhh...hold on!", she snaps, grinding against me

My head slips along a spot inside her that has her moaning and shaking on top of me

"Right there baby", I murmur, moving her hips on my cock to make her grind faster as I lift my hips up, making sure I'm buried inside her as far as I can be

"Yes, yes", she whines

She's so fucking pretty, gripping my wrist hard, her other hand leaning back on my leg

"Mm baby. This pussy feels so good. So goddamn tight for me"

"Yes Hyukie", she breathes, changing her movements to rock on me

Her cunt is going crazy, tightening over and over, her breathing getting faster with every move

"Wanna cum on my cock baby?"

"Yes", she whimpers, her head tilted back, eyes closed, mouth slightly open

"Ok jagi. Gonna make you cum on my dick", I murmur, moving her as fast as I can

"Oh god, Minhyuk, oh fuck", she cries

An incredible pleasure slams into me as she cums, flooding my cock in her spasming pussy

"Holy shit", I groan, feeling her orgasm and watching her at the same time

She's fucking gorgeous

"Holy crap she fucking stunning", I hear Changkyun says

"Look at how she cums on him. She's in so much pleasure", Mina adds

"That cock has to be fucking amazing", Ara says

When she finishes, her eyes open and she looks down at me in amazement

"Felt good?", I ask

She just nods

"Wanna ride me now?"

She nods excitedly, leaning on my stomach

She starts bouncing and I moan from the feeling of her cunt splitting open on my cock over and over

As soon as I'm back inside her, her cunt tightens on me so fucking pleasurably

"My god, look how much she's creaming his cock", Jooheon gasps

"That has to be the creamiest pussy I've ever seen", Kihyun murmurs

Moving my eyes down, I bite my lip

They're right, her cunt is creaming me so perfectly

Every time she slides up, she leaves my cock completely coated in white cream- It's all over my cock, all over my lap, most of it sliding down to my cock base, leaving a thick creamy ring around it

Kihyun is right, she has the creamiest pussy I've ever seen

And I get to be in it

Honestly the sight is just turning me on more

She hops up and down my cock, taking me all in every move, the bliss fucking intense

"She looks like a bunny, jumping on his dick like that", Changkyun mutters

"I wouldn't mind her jumping on my dick like that", Jooheon says

She's not jumping on anyone's dick but mine

"You're mine", I say softly

Her eyes move to me and she nods, "Yours"

This possessiveness is coming from no where but I don't want her to be with any of the guys

I shouldn't feel this way, shouldn't care who she fucks but I do

She rides me harder, slamming her pussy down my cock, my head smashing her spot and making her scream in pleasure

"Fuck your spot baby. Make yourself cum on my cock"

I thrust up when she comes down, meeting her and plunging so deeply into her

"Hyukie! Don't stop!", she shouts, bouncing so fucking hard

I'm so hot, sweat covering every inch on my body, making my shirt stick to my skin, drenching my hair, plastered to my forehead

But I'm not stopping

Not until she cums

"Cum on my cock now!", I demand, wanting that pleasure this instant

"Minhyuk! Oh oh fuck, yes! Yes oh god yes!", she screams, releasing all over me, her body shaking

"Ffff...fff", I trail off, her orgasming cunt feeling so good

So fucking tight

"Minhyuk don't cum!", one of the girls yells

What?

Why?

"Wha?", I breathe

"Fuck her from behind!", Mina yells

Then all of them start yelling out demands

"Fuck her on the floor!"

"Make her squirt!"

"Wreck her pussy"

"Then cum inside her!"

"Fill that pussy!"

"Fuck me Hyukie", she murmurs, "Want your cum inside my pussy"

I groan, sitting up, pulling her against me

Holding her, I move off the couch to the floor, laying her on it

"Oh god he's gonna do it!", one of the girls squeals

I forget that the guys and their friends are watching us

That's how into her I am

Grabbing her shoulder, I flip her over, pulling her ass up, getting my dick inside her in seconds

"Fuck", she cries, moving onto her hands and knees

"Spread your legs", I tell her

She does and I get a fucking full on graphic view of my cock buried in her cunt

Pull back, my cock is dripping with her cream

So pretty

Shoving my cock back in, I fuck into her hard, mesmerized by the sight of us

Her swollen lips are wrapped so prettily around my length, her little hole straining around my cock when she takes me in

There's cream around her hole and inside feels fucking amazing

Wrapping my arm around her waist, I hold her in place as I mercilessly fuck my cock into her tight pussy

She yells for more, yells my name, begging me to fuck her harder

I oblige, pounding my cock deep inside, wrecking her spot over and over

Her cunt is pulsing so fucking beautifully, so intensely

It all feels too good and I'm gonna cum real soon

"You have to cum", I tell her, "I...I can't hold it much more"

She whines and I snap my hips faster, the sound of our skin hitting each other's so fucking loudly

"I said cum now!", I demand, hitting her spot

"Minhyuk!", she screams, my entire pelvis getting soaked

I watch in amazement as she squirts all over me and the floor, her cunt choking my cock

I just keep fucking into her, making her squirt fly everywhere

"She's squirting!", Eun yells

"Holy fuck he did it!", Hyungwon gapes

"It's so much. All over the floor. Shit", Changkyun adds in awe

Her pussy looks so fucking pretty gushing around my cock

And I can't hold it back

"Fuck! Joanne!", I yell, slamming back inside as complete ecstacy blinds me, my cum shooting in her pussy, "Fuck! Oh god fuck!"

"Holy shit!", someone yells

"Milk his cock!", a girl yells

"Is she milking your cock?", one of the guys asks

I nod

Oh fuck is she

Sucking on my cock, pulling every drop of cum from me

And I'm gladly giving it to her

When it's over and I've come back to my senses, I pull out

She starts to fall forward but I pull her back, holding her up as my arm is still around her

"Oh my fucking God!", Ara yells

"That was better than porn", Jooheon comments

As they talk, I pick her up and get us back on the couch

She moves onto my lap, laying her head on my shoulder, her face in my neck

I hold her tightly, softly playing with her hair

"I wanna fuck him", Ara exclaims

"No me first!", Eun yells

"Hey what about us?", Kihyun asks

"I want Minhyuk!", Mina says, "That cock looks amazing"

"Yeah well I want her", Hyungwon declares

They continue to argue over the both of us while I hold her, both of us catching our breathes

"You're mine", she says softly, "They can't have you"

"I don't want them", I answer, "And you're mine. You said you were. The guys can't have you"

She nods, "Good"

"Yeah", I agree

The arguments get louder but I'm completely tuning them out

I'm fucking tired

Being with her was intense and my orgasm took a lot out of me

I know she's sleepy

If one orgasm is taking me out, then the many she had has to exhaust her

"You wanna go to sleep? In my room?", I ask softly, "With me?"

She nods, "Yeah"

"Alright"

Getting her in my arms, I stand up, carrying her as I move around the guys and girls, heading out of the living room

"Where are you going?", Ara asks

"We're going to bed", I announce

"What? No fair! I wanna fuck you!", Ara exclaims

"Me too!", Mina agrees

"Yeah well we want a chance with her", Jooheon says

"No", I immediately respond, shutting that down right away, "She's mine. I'm hers. You can't have her or me. That's not how it works"

"But...", Aera starts

"No", I say sharply, "If you wanted to fuck me then you should of dared me to fuck one of you, not her. You didn't. Not my problem. Not her problem"

"Seriously?", Changkyun scoffs

"Seriously", I answer, "Now bye"

I turn away from them, ignoring their calls and get to my room

Closing and locking the door, I placed her in my bed, her eyes opening sleepily

"You're staying with me right?"

I nod, shutting off the light and getting into bed next to her, "Yeah"

She rolls over to me, snuggling into my body, her legs tangling with mine, her head on my shoulder, her arm around me

I'm surprised but I wrap my arms around her, holding her close

"Night Hyukie"

"Night Jo"

She falls asleep fairly quickly, soft snores coming from her

Guess she was really tired

Me on the other hand, I close my eyes, trying to fall asleep and trying to ignore the fact that she fits so perfectly in my arms

[justsomekpopstuff]

monsta x as a hockey team

current masterlist | fic recs

Shownu: defenseman, captain of the team, the other team always tries to piss him off bc of his stoic nature but they quickly regret it, no one ever really knows what he's thinking

Minhyuk: forward, master chirper and shit-talker, and if you try and chirp back he will make you cry, smiles at you as you try and instigate a fight because he's the Slightly Unhinged™️ member of the team

Kihyun: forward, alternate captain of the team, will argue with the refs if he doesn't like the call, takes his job VERY seriously, if you piss him off he will immediately dunk on you and score a hat trick

Hyungwon: backup goaltender, meets the Weird Goaltender™️ criteria, lowkey zones out on the bench when he's not playing but always comes in clutch, once fell over skating to the net and never lived it down

Jooheon: starting goaltender, also meets the Weird Goaltender™️ criteria, in charge of locker room playlists, has individual handshakes with everyone on the team

Chankgyun: defenseman, the rookie who's just kinda there running on vibes and Red Bull, not afraid to throw his weight around just for funsies and throw you off your rhythm, always singing to himself on the ice

Wonho (for funsies): the franchise favorite that got traded away to another team, but is still beloved by the fans

[jae-bummer]

Should've Known Better

Request: Here I am requesting PAIN. 17 with Kihyun~ (First interaction maybe based off when we did the hi-touch?) 💕 so happy for you to be writing here again, bby.

Prompt:

17) Two mini fics in one: The first time you see your bias. The last time you see your bias (guaranteed heart break ahead)

Prompt list can be found HERE.

Pairing: Monsta X Kihyun x Reader

Genre: Literally all of them (romance/fluff/angst)

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The first time...

You pulled at the light stick strap dangling from your mondoongie, waves of nerves ricocheting through you. You were going to do it. You really secured a hi-touch to interact with Monsta X.

Tugging out your phone for what had to be the dozenth time, you popped open the camera app, and began examining your face. If you were going to get one shot at this, you were going to make it count. Sure, Monsta X were just regular guys with a pretty unique choice in career, but you wanted to impress them. Who wouldn't want to make sure they looked good in front of people they found incredibly attractive?

Watching anxiously as the row before you began to be ushered into the meet and greet space, you stood on your tip toes in an attempt to see what the process was. It looked like the seven boys were placed behind long folding tables. These acted as a barrier between the artists and the fans. Each member had their arm outstretched, ready to high five each fan and get in a kind word when possible. The contact was minimal, but it was enough.

Your heart dropped to your stomach as you quickly realized the row in front of you had been completed in the span of a breath. They were moving the fans so quickly, but it was unfortunately understandable. The staff and group had to be so tired after putting on such an amazing show. It was better to meet them briefly than not at all.

Before you could actually internalize what was happening, your feet were moving in a forward motion. Somehow you felt freezing and on fire at the same time. All you had to do was make sure you didn't embarrass yourself. The bar was really that low.

Approaching the tables, your eyes locked on the first member you would be interacting with, Jooheon. His confidence and swag had immediately attracted you and you muttered a quick prayer before lifting your hand. While you hoped to encapsulate every memory you made, you simultaneously hoped this would be over as quickly as possible. The turmoil of being a fan.

"Hello!" Jooheon sang as you place your fingers around his.

"Hi," you whispered back breathlessly. Just like that, you were moved on to the next member. Why hadn't you thought to say something special? Why were you just dizzily whispering a greeting in everyone's direction?

After Jooheon came Wonho and Minhyuk. It was such a blur that you weren't even entirely sure if you had made eye contact.

Trying to keep your breathing even, you moved on to Shownu and Hyungwon, both so tall they were leaning over the table and toward the fans. You greeted them both in turn before moving along to Kihyun.

You immediately knew this was different.

From being a long time monbebe, you knew Kihyun's archetype. He was a powerful singer, the "mom" of the group, a merciless flirt, and endlessly sassy. That mischievous attitude was bright in his eyes as soon as they slid to yours.

You thought you were prepared, or at least as prepared as you had been with the other members.

"Hello," he chimed, his smile widening as you placed your hand into his.

You echoed the word back to him and went to move forward, but it took a moment to recognize that your hand was still caught. You looked back toward Kihyun, momentarily shocked.

"MOVE THE LINE!" a security guard shouted, but all you could hear was a buzzing in your ears. What was happening?

"You're so pretty," he cooed, that smile turning into a smirk.

Your expression dropped and your mouth formed a small "o" before you realized the need for a response. "Oh, uh, thank you so much!"

Kihyun nodded as the security guard shouted again. Eying him over your shoulder, he finally let go of your fingers.

Blinking repeatedly, trying and failing to get a grasp on the situation, your body guided you to the final and youngest member, Changkyun. After giving him a high five, you were officially finished. You could actually breath again.

You felt suddenly exhilarated as you pushed out of the side doors of the building. That had gone much better than expected.

..

"He said I was pretty," you whispered to yourself as you shuffled off to the direction of the parking area. The realization crashed over you like a wave. It was a good enough feeling when someone you recognized as attractive also found you attractive, but this was next level. It wasn't just some random guy who hit on you in a super market, this was THE Yoo Kihyun of Monsta X.

And sure, were you hyping it up to be more than what it was? Maybe, but you felt good and you wouldn't let anyone take that away from you.

"Excuse me!" a deep voice shouted behind you, knocking you out of your thoughts. You glanced back to notice an intimidatingly large man stomping your way. Turning around and looking in just about every other direction, you were horrified to realize you were all alone.

"Stupid," you muttered as your body went hot, then cold. Your stomach felt hollow as fear now prickled the hairs on the back of your neck.

"Yo!" the man called again, this time much closer.

"I'll call the cops!" you squeaked, your hands searching through your bag for anything that could be used as a weapon.

"The cops?" the guy muttered before laughing. He halted his forward motion before calling out to you instead. "We need you to sign some paperwork."

Furrowing your brows, you spun around. Paper work? Since when had you ever filled out a survey at the end of a concert?

"I'm sorry, what?" you asked.

"Paperwork, for the monsters or whatever," he said, pointing back in the direction of where you had just came.

Paperwork for Monsta X? This was getting stranger by the moment. Maybe he was attempting to lure you off until you were really SOL. Or maybe he actually did need you to sign something. Maybe there was some sort of consent form for being filmed during the show if the staff were going to use it in a music video or promotion?

Giving in to your trusting nature, you decided to follow the burly man back into the stadium. You made sure to keep at least three yards behind, and your finger on your phone's emergency call butoon.

Upon entering the building, you were ushered through what seemed like an endless amount of hallways, only stopping when you reached a door marked as "Private."

Worrying your lip, you couldn't ignore the feeling of being so very alone in this situation. You saw no other security guards leading fans in your direction. Matter of fact, everything had grown to a level of deafening quiet.

"Here you go," the security guard hummed, unlocking the door, and motioning for you to go in.

The room was simple enough. Racks of clothes were pushed toward the walls, while a couch sat in the room's center. Before it, a small coffee table had been placed, and atop that, a stack of papers.

"Go ahead and sign those, and wait for someone to come back in," he nodded before shutting the door. You grimaced as you heard the audible click of him locking it.

"Shit," you muttered, trying to reason with the panic. "Shit, shit."

Pacing back and forth for a moment, trying to come up with any type of escape plan, you couldn't help but kick yourself. Why would you follow any strange man anywhere? You should have said something, you should have put up a fight, you should...at least examine the papers he had directed you to.

Rounding the table, you plopped onto the couch, and took the stack into your hands. The last thing you were expecting appeared on the header.

Non Disclosure Agreement.

....

In the end...

"You ready?" a voice you recognized sounded through the door.

Was he talking to you? Surely he wasn't...

Kihyun's head popped into the doorway, a large smile plastered there. "Are you ready?"

You opened your mouth and closed it again, unsure of what exactly you were supposed to be ready for.

Kihyun chuckled to himself as he crossed the room. Looking down at the unsigned NDA, he looked up again in confusion. "You didn't sign the stupid little thingie."

"i'm sorry?" you said softly, narrowing your eyes. "I'm not exactly sure what I'm signing it for?"

All of the worst thoughts crossed through your mind. You realized you didn't really "know" your idols. All you knew was what they allowed you to and how they portrayed themselves on screen. Was Kihyun really a creep? Were Monsta X really a band of illustrious perverts?

Kihyun stepped back, his expression still one of confusion. "So we can go get food?"

"Okay," you murmured, trying to tamper your own confusion. "What?"

Kihyun motioned helplessly to the paperwork between you. "It's a technicality. I saw you, I thought you were pretty, I want to take you to eat. You have to sign your name so you can't go and tell people how good looking and intelligent I was."

"Is that it?" you mused, relief washing over you.

"What can I say?" he grinned. "I have enough good publicity."

....

Kihyun had taken you to a hole in the wall bar, hardly a five minute walk from the venue. After asking how he even knew it existed, he said he had asked the security team where the best place to grab food this late would be.

"No, no, no," he said slowly, wiggling a fry at your face. "What do you meaaan you don't like Imagine Dragons?"

"I didn't say I didn't like them," you huffed. "They just aren't my go to."

"Then what's your go to?" he asked, tossing the fry into his mouth.

You thought for a moment before grinning. "Monsta X."

Kihyun covered his mouth as he let out a startled laugh. "Ha-ha, but no, really."

"Really!" you insisted.

"You don't need to boost my ego, Y/N," he smiled, dipping another fry into ketchup. "I'm fine doing that myself."

"I've become aware," you grinned. "But seriously, you don't have any idea how much your music means to me and other fans around the world. Of course you have some level of understanding, but I wish you could feel how we do in our hearts."

Tilting his head to the side and giving you a close lipped smile, Kihyun assessed you. He reached forward and grasped your hand in his. "That's very sweet of you."

Sweet and pretty - two words you had never expected to come out of an idol's mouth and in your direction. This night felt like a dream, at moments, you were convinced it was. Why would someone like him spend time in a dingy bar getting to know one of his fans? Sure, you were special in your own way, but you didn't think you exuded the level of excitement it took to capture a celebrity's attention.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Depends on if I have an answer," he hummed, his hand still on yours.

"Why me?" you asked, furrowing your brows. You attempted to avoid his gaze as you continued. "Like why pick me specifically, and why did you want to grab dinner? This whole night has been a huge mystery to me. Is this normal?"

"Define normal," he grinned. He began tracing small circles on the back of your hand with his finger. "You have to understand, my life is anything but."

"Well, obviously," you sighed. "But that's not really an answer."

"I don't know, Y/N," he grumbled. Withdrawing his hand, he continued. "I don't know how much you know about me, but my assumption is a fair amount. My job...we don't stay in one place for very long and it can get so lonely. Yeah, we have each other, but even that isn't enough sometimes. Sometimes you just want to talk to someone. Someone who sees you and someone who you can take a brief moment to see in return. It's a slice of our support net and I think that's very important...

And of course you are attractive, which helps."

Tossing your napkin at the table, you let out a laugh. "Why are you like this?"

"Why do I have a feeling you like it?" he grinned.

Probably because you did.

"Let's get headed back," Kihyun sighed. "I've got to get back to schedules tomorrow and you have to...I assume...go to work? Daydream about me?"

"I'm not honoring that with a response," you chuckled. Sliding from the booth, you watched as Kihyun tossed some cash on the table before standing beside you. Wrapping an arm around your shoulders, he tucked you into his side. Suddenly, air seemed a lot more difficult to breath and your lungs were much too small to handle the normal amount of oxygen.

Guiding you out of the bar and down the street, you tried to savor the moment for what it was. It was a relatively quiet walk back to the venue, the night coming to a much quicker close than you had wanted. No questions crossed your mind to spark conversation, only the feel of Kihyun's hand wrapped around your waist dominated your thoughts.

"Well, I have to say, that was a lot of fun," Kihyun sighed, stopping short of the back door you had originally left from. "You were truly a great date."

"Thanks," you smiled, looking down at your feet. If you looked at him, you were scared you would cry, or laugh, or maybe a mixture of both. No one would believe you even if you were allowed to talk about tonight. Let alone, that the chemistry between the two of you had been pulsing since you first set eyes on each other.

"Hey," he whispered, sliding his fingers around your chin and tilting it upwards. His eyes searched yours as you felt lost in his. He was so close, so painfully close.

But it would be delusional if he...if he...

"Hey," you breathed.

With his free hand, Kihyun reached up, tucking a wayward strand of hair behind your ear. Moving the hand that was on your chin, he chose to trace the line of your jaw all the way back until he was holding the back of your neck.

"I guess..." he said quietly, likely afraid to shatter the fragile moment between the two of you. "What would a good date be without a good night kiss?"

His face hovered before yours for a moment, his eyes searching and unsure.

You gave a very slow, small nod which was all of the approval he needed.

You could instantly tell Kihyun was touch starved. As soon as his lips met yours, you could almost feel his sigh of relief, the tension falling from his shoulders. Wrapping his free hand around your waist, he tugged you closer while simultaneously tilting your head back with the other hand. Deepening the kiss, he let out a small groan as his tongue slipped in between your lips. He tasted like mint and something you suspiciously wondered was ketchup. It wasn't unpleasant at all.

Pulling away for a moment, Kihyun looked at you again. "Y/N...we probably shouldn't..."

"Probably not," you agreed quietly.

Taking the edge of his bottom lip between his teeth, he stared at you in contemplation before leaning forward again. Placing another soft kiss to your lips, this time the sigh was audible. He instantly stepped back, dropping his hands from your body.

The feeling of loss was immediate.

"No," he said confidently. "That...that was wrong. I'm sorry, I took advantage...and, and you trusted me. Shit."

"This is wrong," you repeated numbly. Now you really were considering crying.

"I can't see you again," he said quietly, avoiding your attention. Suddenly something very interesting had apparently popped up beside his shoe.

"I get it," you said quickly. "Maybe we could exchange information?" You knew you were a fool for suggesting it, but tonight was special and you were convinced you weren't the only one who thought that.

"No," Kihyun said, this time looking up. "You're a fan...this...this isn't how this works."

His words felt like a slap to your face. "I wasn't just a fan not even five minutes ago, Kihyun."

"I didn't mean it like that," he groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "You know what I mean. You look up to me in a way, and I breached that trust."

"But you didn't," you croaked. You had wanted him to kiss you. Not as an idol, but a boy who had just taken you to dinner. You knew how irrational this all was.

He looked up again and gave a tight nod.

"I see now," you said quietly. "How lonely it is. Creating human connection and then severing it all in one night. You must be exhausted."

"This wasn't normal," he insisted. "I don't...I don't just go around making out with every fan I meet!"

"Well, I would hope not."

"Y/N," he sighed. "Can we just...part ways here? I hope you still support us as kindly as you have and look back on this night fondly."

You nodded slowly, sucking at the inside of your cheek. "Sure I will...but will you?"

He looked at you with a stony expression before turning on his heel and heading back into the stadium.

You shook your head before doing the same in the direction of the parking garage.

You should have known better.

[faelid]

Malignatas: Chapter V

Consider this my corpse being driven across the finish line in a hearse. Obviously I can't be trusted with multi-chapter fics...

Let's just pretend I posted this a year ago, yeah?

Malignatas, a KihyunxReader mini-series

Chapter 5: The Storm

WC: 2.2k

Summary: You and Kihyun thought you knew what you were getting into when you decided to make your relationship public. Neither of you were prepared for a curse from a spiteful fan, cast to keep you apart forever.

[Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4]

It’s a lot to take in, hearing it second hand.

It’s not the shock floors that you, leaves you stupefied. It’s that you didn’t see it coming. And somehow, it seems like you should have.

The recording continues, but you don’t hear anything else. Kihyun’s frozen face, a mirror to your own, looks like he still can’t believe what he’s telling you. It would be funny in a different lifetime. Today, it’s lost on you.

An avalanche of thought drowns out the silence, and you don’t notice the others coming back, voices talking amongst themselves.

Does the board know? It seems unlikely. They're usually more concerned about keeping the company profitable, and cutting into Kihyun’s practice time is unlikely to get them the results they desire. Which means it's personal?

But why? And why Kihyun? He can’t have been the first idol to date someone; in fact, you know for fact that he’s not the first to have a relationship, let alone a longer one.

Were you the target? Did you do something to offend someone, other than dating an idol? Hard to see how, when you were no one of any import.

Should you even stay? Is it worth pushing back against Starship of all people, when Kihyun is still under contract; when the others are still under contract? Will fighting back now just bring everyone else down with you?

It’s a torrent of agony; yes, I want this over with and but what about everyone else, pitting you against your compassion, your friends. What if confronting them isn’t enough? How can you possibly stop someone at that level, prevent them from lashing out again later?

It takes more than one knock at the door to startle you out of your reverie. Changkyun eventually has to stick his head in, carefully looking anywhere but at you, and it’s his voice that grounds you.

“Noona? Are you…okay?” He bites his lip, and you choke down your panic. The answer is “obviously not”, but it’s hard to know what else to say besides "yes".

You can’t blame him. “We brought you fried chicken. You can’t eat in here, though.” He doesn’t say alone, but you hear it anyway.

You fake optimism until your cheeks hurt and you’re sure the mask is fading, impatience crinkling in your eyes. They do their best to distract you, to fill you in on the details of their plan – none of them seem to share your concerns, not thinking past having an end in sight. You wish it could be that easy for you, and you know you’re being ungrateful because they’ve had a long night, and they’ve clearly been thinking things through – Jooheon and Minhyuk fall asleep against each other on the couch before you’re free to sneak away, when Hyungwon and Changkyun, too calm to drown out your thoughts, can’t keep the anxiety at bay any longer.

It calls for another round of poorly scrawled messages for Kihyun, a personal diary cum deeply emotional penpal letter. You outline drawbacks, potential solutions, things he maybe hadn't quite thought of, yet.

It’s not that the plan is lacking; between what you gathered earlier and replaying the end of Kihyun’s video message, the whole thing is rather sound. It has padding built-in, enough to support the most pressing outstanding question – how much time does you have during the eclipse?

Packing the go-bag is harder than it looks, but it makes for a nice distraction. The outfit you feel strongest in, the most put-together – no reason to show up slovenly; you don’t want to give Kim Ha Jun the satisfaction of even a minute victory.

***

When the day finally comes, they leave Kihyun to fend for himself. The backpack goes with Minhyuk to one of the nearer practice rooms, close enough to barrel down the hall if needed; secure enough to wait a few hours if she changes at the beginning of the eclipse.

Kihyun eyes the door before him, the gold lettering glinting at him like a challenge, and grits his teeth. He would be CEO one day. He would make Starship a better place for all idols, for anyone in the entertainment industry. A refuge. At the helm of Starship, he’d take the K-pop industry to a future they’d hardly dared to believe in.

Eventually.

But first things first. A calming breath, straighten the sweater – a knock at the door.

The appointment was scheduled; he’d been expected. But Kim Ha Jun feigned surprise at his presence, anyway. A joyous, imagine-seeing-you-here response to his knock, gesturing him in like they hadn’t seen each other in years, offering refreshments.

Kihyun perches uncomfortably on the edge of the leather sofa and tries to ignore it, just like he’d always politely ignored the man’s terrible taste in cologne, secure in the knowledge that he’d always have warning before Kim Ha Jun showed up.

“Kihyun!” The man bellows. “Have you seen your charts for this month? Streaming is still high – better than we expected, don’t you think?” The man who was CEO of Starship wasn’t endowed with a fatherly aura, but it didn’t stop him from trying. The result was a discomfiting dissonance of corporate interest and the misplaced boundaries of an overly-friendly uncle. “You have great things ahead of you, my boy, great things!”

Kihyun suppresses a shudder and smiles instead. “Only with your vision and guidance, sir. None of us would be here without you.” Ha Jun smiles, pleased with the compliment, and Kihyun glances surreptitiously at his watch. He’d prepared conversational topics – questions, ideas – in the event that he has to stall for up to an hour.

Except right now, he can’t remember any of them, and it’s been less than ten minutes.

He falls back on the safest, most surefire way to keep oneself out of a conversation with a narcissist:

He asks for Kim Ha Jun’s opinion.

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When you walk through the door nineteen minutes and thirty-six seconds later, Kihyun could nearly melt with relief, and not just because he’s seeing you in person for the first time in over a year. That part feels too surreal to even put a thought to, like an apparition he’d caught out of the corner of his eye, except it was standing in front of him.

You were standing in front of him. In front of both of them.

Kim Ha Jun, though, looks more surprised than anything. Eyebrows raised to the sky, he frowns. “You’re still around?”

The way he says it scares you, a free admission of guilt. Confronted with a problem he thought resolved ages ago. As if you were meant to have vanished entirely, a speck of lint flicked carelessly off his lapel.

A lapel you only barely restrain yourself from grabbing, from shaking until the last oily strands of hair fell from his head.

“I don’t believe we’ve met in person.” You say, rigid with anger at his dismissal. Kihyun moves to your side, lends you the protection of his presence. “But yes, I am still here. I’m here and I’m pissed off, in case you were wondering. You took away six months out of my life, out of Kihyun’s career, which for all intents and purposes should be a major detriment to the company and for what? Because you didn’t like me? Because I wasn’t good enough for your idol?” With no attempt at moderation, your tone rises, and you find yourself trying not to lose your breath by the end.

Kim Ha Jun still looks unaffected. He doesn’t disrespect you further by refilling his glass, but he inspects it as if it were tempting.

“It wasn’t meant to last. You were a distraction. You would become more of a distraction. Kihyun is in the prime of his career. I can’t afford to have him moping about over a heartbreak – let the other companies lose their fortunes over women and relationships.”

“How was this not a distraction?!” Kihyun bursts. “Do you know what we’ve been through? How agonizing it has been? I wouldn’t have thrown away my career over a break-up – I’d have been sad and gotten over it, like anyone else. That’s normal. That’s life.”

The glass slams onto the table, and you both startle. Ha Jun braces himself on the desk. “It wasn’t meant to be a continued distraction.” He says, eyes flashing. “I was…expediting the matter. Once she was over you, once she decided that ‘idols were too much effort’ – “ he says it mockingly, and suddenly it’s very, very clear that this is about more than you and Kihyun – “then *poof*. You’d be all back to normal Kihyun, and she’d be out of your life for good; all problems solved.”

“And what about her? What would have happened? You think we just…wouldn’t see each other again, that I wouldn’t wonder what had happened to her?” Kihyun is bristling, his face bright red.

Ha Jun smiles a slow, nasty smile. “You’d have a new, one of kind watch, my young flexer.”

The enormity of his implication makes the silence stretch around it. Diabolical enough to forcibly separate you, but setting it up to make you disappear, to punish you for choosing yourself over the farce your life had become? Rather than murdering you outright?

A cold shiver runs down your spine, and your hairs stand on end. In a different world, you might wonder who hurt you? Instead, you fight the gaping maw of terror that's opening, the rapid realization of how horrible a person you face.

"That was not your decision to make!” Kihyun is angry; you both are. But he's also scared, and you can feel his body quivering where it brushes yours. "She had every right to leave me. She had more right to leave me because of you. And she didn't, and I'm grateful. But I never would have blamed her. I would have wanted her to be happy, just like she would have wanted for me." His hand slips into yours, maybe for show, maybe for solidarity. Maybe just for strength.

Neither of you has to do it alone.

"Do you know what that's like? To want someone else to be happy? Whoever she was, she didn't belong to you, Kim Ha Jun." Quieter this time, you're not asking so much as wondering aloud. "She deserved every chance to make her life better, and if being with you didn't improve her life, she had every right to leave."

"She chose me; it's true." Kihyun says, and it's hard to tell who is gripping who harder; both of your knuckles are white, like a storm may come and blow one of you away. "But I also chose her." He glances at you, and you see sorrow in his eyes. "I wish I could have chosen her more often."

It's a confession, but not one you weren't aware of. He'd always worried more about you than himself, would have had you spend your time working your career, your passion, rather than chasing traces of myths and magic.

When you respond, it's to him, and not to Ha Jun. "I love you."

Not "I would do it again"- you'd really, truly rather not. And not "you're worth it", either, because no one could be worth that total loss of self agency. But knowing you could be better? Working together towards that improvement?

That's the partner you want.

Who knows how it may have turned out, without the misdirected vengeance of Kim Ha Jun? Would you be the same people? Would you have become the same strong couple?

In the end, there is no storm. There's no whipping winds or flashes of lightning; just light. Painfully, impossibly bright, it floods the room, blinds you until the only tangible sense you have left is the deathgrip that connects you to Kihyun.

When it fades, Kim Ha Jun is gone.

Standing in the middle of the room, finally free, you find yourself alone with Kihyun at last, both of you human and heaving, emotions still running high. A blanket of silence hovers between you as you lock eyes, and it might have lasted an eternity if not for the alarm on Kihyun’s phone marking the end of the eclipse. 

All it takes is one ragged crook of the lips – it’s from one of your playlists, nothing he’d have ever picked for himself – and then you’re flinging yourself into his arms. You’re not sure who’s holding who, laughing and crying at once as you sink to the floor in a trembling heap.

Surely only a matter of minutes, it still feels like hours could have passed before the rest of the group bursts in, expecting the worst.

The ensuing chaos is a good excuse, but the reality is that neither of you was in any state to notice. It's not until Minhyuk starts to usher everyone back to the dorms for a proper celebration and privacy that someone finds Ha Jun's empty glass lying on the floor in front of the desk.

Next to it is a little analog clock, its little analog brain tick-ticking quietly away. It looks cheap for the room, black plastic and an acrylic cover, more at home in a garage sale from the 90's than in a CEO's office.

You're not sure what will become of it when the board appoints its new CEO, but you don't find it in yourself to care much, either. The door closes soundly behind you, and you don't spare it another thought.

You have the future to consider.

A/N: Epilogue coming tomorrow! Thanks for reading!!

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Last Ten Opening Lines

Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.

It's been a while since I published fic so let's see what I've got! Tagged by my love @wifiwuxians

1. Macau has not seen his brother in weeks. – maybe we can play house for the weekend [VegasPete, KinnPorsche the Series, WIP. 8.6k words so far]

2. You fall in love with a tornado. This is called a whirlwind romance. – whirlwind [Blossom Duo, The King's Avatar, 222 words]

3. Zhang Jiale doesn’t win the championship in Season 5. – better than win or lose [Zhang Jiale/Wang Jiexi, The King's Avatar, 2222 words]

4. The Five Great Experts of the esteemed Blue Brook Guild are a pretty cool bunch of people, if they say so themselves. – xu boyuan hangs out with his idol to talk shit about ye xiu [Xu Boyuan/Huang Shaotian, The King's Avatar, 3k]

5. They say without your soulmate, you will still be able to live a complete life. – How much do I like you? You'll find out~ [Huang Shaotian/Yu Wenzhou, Soulmate AU, The King's Avatar, 5k]

6. Huang Shaotian, scrolling through Weibo after a tedious training session, comes across a fan edit and gets a bright idea. – Huang Shaotian WILL put flowers in Zhang Jiale's hair or die trying (this is not a love story) [Huang Shaotian/Wang Jiexi/Zhang Jiale, The King's Avatar, 9k]

7. The Moon and its army of stars chased the Sun down into the horizon. Team Hundred Blossoms, holed up in their practice room, paid it no heed. – they're just like that couple from titanic! only no one dies [Blossom Duo, The King's Avatar, 7k]

8. At 800 years of age, some might say Xie Lian has outgrown learning. – steps to joy (for a very long time) [HuaLian, 1k]

9. Wei Wuxian’s husband keeps his room simple and uncluttered. – Wei Ying, [WangXian, 1k]

10. Misfortune enjoys company; This is why it never comes one at a time, but one after another, queueing impatiently at the door of whomever it has decided to infect. – certain as the sun [Nieyao Beauty and the Beast AU, incomplete, 9k]

BONUS: My fave opening line of any of my fics ->

Minhyuk had enjoyed twenty-five years of being totally irresponsible. – Superhero Love Story [Minhyuk/Hyungwon/Kihyun, Monsta X, incomplete, 33k]

this is from when I was still writing RPF for monsta x... but it's some of my best writing and I still love the superhero concept to this day

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As for tagging can I just tag whoever wants to do it? I hardly talk to anyone on here anymore ;; Just feel free to do it and say I tagged you <3

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Have you ever thought of doing something like this for Lee Minhyuk (HUTA) of BTOB? I think you would do an amazing job. I can't find any Vampire fic on here. They are really very good friends! Just thought I would ask. Have a great day. Again, I love your writing.

Hello! Thank you so so so much for your lovely message. I'm so happy that you like my writing. I honestly haven't thought of doing people other than vixx. Mainly because I'm not as familiar with their mannerism and personalities. I'm not really confident that I could portray others as well and I don't want to upset their fans if I do or write something that they don't like. But maybe in the future I can consider it. Thank you again for reading!!!!!!💖💖💖💖💖💖

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[fic] Yours & Mine Astro, AO3-M, Chaky, 96k words, 38/38 chapters Werewolf AU Minhyuk gets drunk at Sanha's birthday party and ends up stuck in wolf form. On the way home, he gets picked up by animal control and taken to the pound, where he's adopted by none other than the family of one Lee Dongmin.It's all downhill from there.Featuring Minhyuk who can't hold his liquor, Dongmin the maknae of actor-idol group 5urprise, Jinwoo the world's most patient boyfriend and cousin, Myungjun who's a huge fan of 5urprise, Bin the social work intern, and Sanha the eternal gremlin.

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party night 4

Hello my friends. Well, here it is. Part 4 of chaotic and super chaotic party night featuring (Y/N), Wonho, Minhyuk, Jooheon and Changkyun. The End it is. What a night. What a morning. Too much and so short. It’s a long ass one i’m so sorry that you had to wait for this for so long.

This is Part Numero Quatro/ The End

Pairing: Well, Monsta X Partying With Reader.. Will Something Happen? Maybe? Who Knows? Who got lost? Who’s in love?

„Don’t you think you had enough to drink?” the pretty bartender guy said, grinning at you from his place as he held out a beer bottle in his hand. His smile was contentious, making you grin from ear to ear. He was a very handsome man and you were sure that if you weren’t that drunk right now you would get flustered and nervous in front of him.

“No, I don’t think so” you slurred, shaking your head dramatically and grinning like a child. Kai just shook his head again and watched you smiling, giving away the bottle in his hand. Holding onto Wonhos arm, who was leaning against the bar with the back to the guy, searching in the crowd for Minhyuk, Jooheon and Changkyun, you felt him again flex his muscles from time to time. You noticed that he did that quite often and that this was probably just a reflex he had. Something he always did but you never really paid attention to. You let your finger glide down his biceps and then up again. Interesting, you tought. You leaned your head on his shoulder and looked straight at the bartender, grinning. He was looking at you.

“How many boyfriends do you have. You seem to always have another guy in your arm.” Kai asked you smiling, placing another bottle down on the table. This question would have made you upset if you weren’t that drunk. But you played it cool since you were having your inner peace on Wonhos soft shoulder.

“Right now?” you asked looking up thinking. Wonho looked to the side awaiting your answer when he started to laugh.

“Four” you held out four of your fingers up, showing him exactly the number like a toddler who was asked how old it was. Kai raised his eyebrows up and nodded understandably. He was then preoccupied by another client, leaving his spot infront of you.

“He’s cute” you whispered letting Wonho know. He just smiled down at you and nodded. You closed your eyes for a moment as you felt a light exhaustion overcome your body, still leaning against Wonhos shoulder and grabbing his biceps. Your mind drifted away into another dimension as you still felt the bass of the club inside your chest. Minhyuks shrieking voice awoke you from your tiny slumber.

“Finally. Where have you been?” Minhyuk yelled coming closer to the bar with Jooheon and Changkyun beside him as he took a seat next to you. Changkyun went to the other side and sat next to Wonho while Jooheon was right behind you, placing your hands on your back and squeezing your neck.

“Give me one too please” Minhyuk yelled through the music to the nice bartender guy as he looked back down at you.

“You alright?” He smiled down at your tired face and boobed your nose. You giggled, lifting yourself from Wonhos shoulder to lay your head on Minhyuks now. Grabbing his arm as well, you noticed it was not as big as Wonhos arm but still firm enough for you to grab and hold onto it.

“(Y/N) are you tired already?” Jooheon said squeezing your shoulder again. His other arm slung past you, taking the bottle from the bar and taking a sip.

“No I’m not. And that was my bottle” you lifted yourself up and took the bottle from him. Lifting the bottle to your lips you started to take small sips of the drink and look straight at him. He laughed at your tired eyes and shook his head.

“I have never been this drunk in my life” Changkyun murmured under his breath, but still clear for your ears. You weren’t ready for the night to end even thought there were a few hours that passed already. The club seemed to be less full now as the clock turned into the morning. But as you thought, you weren’t ready to leave just yet.

“Let’s dance a little more please” you whined and tried to get up from the bar stool you were currently sitting on. Minhyuk was right beside you in an instant.

“She is pretty stubborn” Kai said out loud as he prepared a drink for another client. Wonho turned to around as Jooheon and Changkyun looked at him.

“She is.. best night ever” he laughed at Jooheons comment while serving another client his drink. Making their way now to the dance floor again, all five of them started to goof off again. Your bottle in your hand singing loudly to the lyrics of the familiar song. Changkyuns arm around your shoulder as you felt every bit of the song. It was nights like this, you would never remember in detail but know exactly the feeling you had in that exact moment.

The dance floor started to get less and less full. A big difference to the start of the night. Now you finally can see the floor with all the shattered bottle glass pieces and spilled alcohol on the ground.

After having way too much to drink, your body decided to take a big break as you leaned against a big black wall almost at the front door. All the spilled alcohol was pretty sticky when your palm pressed agains the ground. Your head was falling to your shoulder as you giggled to yourself when Changkyun pat your head. Tired eyes slowly closing making you feel less dizzy.

“Get uppp (Y/N)” Changkyun said and bend down to grab your arms to help you up as you shook your head, pressing your back against the black wall behind you.

“Give me a moment please” you pleaded bowing your head down again. You arms still half hanging in the air, Changkyun only holding one. He started to murmur: “The ground is nasty get up”. His small giggle erupted as you whined and kicked your legs, pulling at his hand like a toddler. Your dazed eyes opened when you saw two more shoes standing in front of you.

“Can you take this” Wonho said giving Changkyun the jackets he had been trying to get from the club closet. Changkyun gradually placed the jackets between his legs as he put on his own, taking them between his legs again and throwing them over his shoulder to carry.

He watched Wonho bending down to you, lifting your chin with his fingers. When he saw your tired face he started to laugh and and picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder but holding you tight so you won’t slip out of his grip.

“Wonho i’m going to throw up” you said, head hanging down from his shoulder. Walking towards the front entrance your group were gathered together and ready to leave the club.

“No you won’t and if you do just do then” he said giving your butt a soft slap. He started to laugh when Minhyuk turned around and repeated Wonhos motion. He winced when you kicked your leg into his chest.

“You shouldn’t have drank so much” Changkyun mentioned, laughing from behind at how you looked hanging from Wonhos shoulder.

“blablababla” you mocked him wiggling your legs a bit.

Walking out into the fresh air, the sky was still pretty dark. It was a dark morning and the streets started to fill with cars and people who are going to work again. Wonho was still carrying you over his shoulder which probably got a little painful since you sacked down completely on top of him. The side of your face was pressed against his shoulder blades.

“Let her down she can walk” Minhyuk said pushing your legs down from his shoulder. He helped you, letting you stand for a few seconds before continuing to walk.

“My shoes, i have to take them off” you whispered as everyone walked past you leaving you behind. You leaned yourself against a very unsteady fence as you pushed yourself out of your uncomfortable shoes. The ground felt cold under your naked feet.

Changkyun walked up next to you and held your hand and helped you steady yourself. “Do you want to wear my shoes?” he asked. You just shook your head and continued walking with him. Hand in hand.

Jooheons sudden remark of getting something to eat slowly woke you up from your very light walking slumber.

“Good idea I’m fucking craving fries right now” you slurred, clapping on your hands seeing Changkyun and Minhyuk nodding in agreement.

“I think McDonalds is around the corner” you heard Wonho say. You walked for a few more minutes, humming a few songs you had in your head and listening to Jooheon and Minhyuk talk about a pretty woman they saw in the club.

Following the straight line of the side walk, you watched our naked feet tapping just inside the stones, not crossing the lines because then you would lose. You continued playing your little game holding Changkyuns hand the whole way. Looking up from where you’ve been watching your steps you noticed everyone stopping. The M sign so bright right in front of you. That was fast, you tought.

Walking inside, the floor got colder but more smooth under your feet, making the path to a sitting booth very comfortable for you.

“Let’s sit here. We should sit here there’s room for all of us, look here.” Minhyuk yelled with excitement grabbing Jooheons arms and almost sprinting towards the booth.

“Go sit I’ll get you fries” Changkyun told you, squeezing your hand which he was still holding.

“You shouldn’t be so loud” Wonho stated, almost falling into the booth by how tired he felt.

“Can I sit between you please?” you made your way towards the place and squeezed yourself inside the booth, cradling Jooheons lap and making yourself comfortable sitting between him and Wonho.

“Okay who wants what?” Minhyuk shouted.

“Lets just get whatever we have in mind. Otherwise it’ll take too long” Changkyun stumbled as he took a few steps back still looking at Minhyuk.

“Just don’t forget my fries please” you slurred, leaning your head on Jooheons shoulder.

The restaurant got quite for a few moments. Your ears now calming after almost 6 hours of loud buzzing music almost destroying your hearing system. Nobody spoke and everyone was just contemplating their live choices at this moment.

Your eyes closed for a few minutes. As you opened them again the table was now starting to be filled with various fast food collections. Burgers to Fries. Whatever your heart desired. Changkyun placing another tray down on the table filled with drinks.

“Here’s water. That’s for you” he placed it on your side as he watched you shake your head.

“Not firstyyy”

He shrugged his shoulder and grabbed like every other one at the table at the food. Minhyuk sat right across from you as he watched you munching on your fries.

“I bet you won’t eat four of these burgers faster then i would” his challenging eyes needling you.

Giggling you lifted your head from Jooheons shoulder and lifted your hand. Stretching your finger you leaned forward to him and boobed his nose.

“Don’t chawenge somewan you know will win anywayss” He laughed and placed four burgers and one cup of fries in front of you and the same amount himself.

“Well then, who’s watching the timer?” looking over they all stared at him.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. She had a lot to drink tonight” Wonho spoke up.

“So whaaaaaat? I can do dat. Now do the timer thingy”

Minhyuks timer started as the count to three stopped and the only thing happening right now was him and yourself stuffing burger after burger in your mouths.

Tiredly you swollowed the last bite as you lifted your hand showing Wonho to stop the timer. Your head was leaning on your other hand as you lifted yourself up to digest the food that you just stuffed into your alcohol filled stomach.

*hiccup* “I won” *hiccup*

Minhyuk placed his last half eaten burger down in defeat and clapped at you. Slowly bowing your head a few times signaling him your thank you.

“What did you bet?” Jooheon said.

“Huh?”

“What did you guys bet?”

“Uhm..” Minhyuk looked at you as the side of your faced layed on the table, eyes closed.

“Minhyuk has to clean my room for 2 months every day” you mumbled into the table.

“Nah I won’t do that”

“Yes you will. You lost”

“Think of something else”

“Okay later maybe” you mumbled again, feeling too sleepy to talk.

Your stomach started to make weird grumbling noises and made you feel a little uncomfortable. But too tired to think straight you lifted your head up with slightly opened eyes.

“I wanna go home”

With that you cleaned your table and the mess you made and made yourself on the way out. Wonho was so nice to carry you piggyback while walking down the street to the metro. You could have gotten a taxi but since you all were too drunk it was something that you did not really think of.

The train came as it made a loud noise opening its door, waking you up instantly. Wonho placed you on the seat and sat next to you. Opposite from you were Jooheon and Minhyuk. Four seats where taken so Changkyun sat himself behind you at another four seat section alone.

The train ride took no longer than 15 minutes. It was quite in the train as well. Minhyuk and you chatted and slurred away nonsense you wouldn’t probably remember off. Ending the conversation about the bet by saying that he should indeed clean your room for 2 month every day.

As the time went past it was now time to get up and leave the train. Your cold feet tapped away and out the train as you watched Wonho, Minhyuk and Jooheon follow you. Sliding your dress a little down as it cramped up at your thighs you watched your appearance in the window. You noticed a familiar face in the train as it started to drive off.

“Changkyun” you said. “Wai- Waaait we forgot Changkyun”

You sprinted next to the train, knocking on the window as Jooheon sprinted behind you.

“Changkyuuuuuuun wake up” you yelled and knocked on the window harder. Sprinting now more the train drove of in a faster speed, making you stop in your tracks and watching the train disappearing into the morning.. with Changkyun.

“Changkyuuuuuuuuuuuun” you yelled dramaticly, turning back around to the other three men.

Wonho already dialing Changkyuns number.

“Bro we’re out. Get out on the next station” Wonho said as he called Changkyun for the third time as he finally picked up.

“No shit sherlock, you fell asleep. Now get your ass out the train. We will meet you outside.” Minhyuk said when Wonho turned the speaker on for all of you to hear.

Changkyun woke up two stations after you all left the train and got out at the third. He saw that another train on the opposite direction arrives in less then a few minutes so he waited, tired, cold.. ashamed.

After 20 minutes you saw Changkyun getting out the train and walking towards you.

“I fell asleep”

“Really? I thought you played golf” Jooheon sarcastically remarked.

You hooked your arm into his and proceeded to walk towards the exit, now finally making your way home. Since it was almost 5am in the morning, you decided to not go home to your place. You were for sure much more sober then before but too tired to walk another 30 minutes back home.

So you decided to stay at their place.

Changkyun was so nice to take off his socks and give them to you as he continued his way with naked feet in his sneakers just so you won’t have to walk barefoot on the cold floor. Your feet felt much more warm. The heels will be in the trash as soon as you arrived back home. What a horror trip with these shoes, you thought.

5.20am. The door opened after Minhyuk took 3 minutes to open the door. Kihyun, Hyungwon and Shownu were sound asleep as you stumbled inside the dorm, taking your time in.

Your eyes were about to close again as you placed yourself on the couch. You leaned your head back and slid down a little further. All three men took a seat next to you as you all huffed out.

“What a night” was the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep..

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The sound of the bathroom door was heard after you puked out another go of the mixture of food you had. Shownu came closer and kneeled beside you, holding up your hair and out of your face.

“I’m never drinking again” you said and Shownu smiled down at you reassuring.

“That’s what you say now, love”

“I’m never eating again. And i’m never going out again”

“Sure”

“Ughhhhh”

You were about to open your mouth to say something when you felt another push and another load of food escaped your mouth.

After puking your heart out you sat against the wall breathing heavily. “Ugh i’m so sorry”

“It’s fine, don’t worry about that.” Shownu brushed a strand of hair out of your face.

“Come on lets wash your face” Shownu lifted you up without much effort and turned the faucet on. Grabbing some water into his hand he bent you over a little and cleaned your face. Too tired to move you let him do the work. He dried your face with a towel, put your hair in a ponytail and let you sink on his back so he can carry you out the bathroom into his bedroom.

“Is everything okay?” Wonho said standing at the door way of Shownus room.

“Yeah she threw up and now she needs sleep. And I need to smash Minhyuks head now.” Shownu lifted himself up from his bed, tucking you under the blanket and walking towards Wonho.

“How was the night? I feel like it was great” he said grinning and looking back at your sleeping form.

“She drinks as if she’s a black hole. But it was too funny with her.”

“Did Changkyun try his luck with her?”

Both men walked out the bedroom, closing the door behind.

“I did not really see that happening. Well.. actually..”

Shownus confused look, staring at Wonho talking as his expression turned into a surprised and then a shocked look.

“WHAT? YOU KISSED HER?!”

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Love Me Better - Ch. 41

A Monsta X Story...

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 The drive back was longer due to the amount of stops that needed to be made for Jihun. He was a good boy that sat back and stared at the clouds for the most part. Though all children were children at the end, no matter what the situation.

Vy sat in the back seat with Miranda and entertained Jihun as much as she could. His innocent face looked up at her with half moon lids. All she could do was smile and stroke his head. She took to giving him all her attention to move away from her worrisome thoughts.

He laughed like bells when she played peek a boo with him and Vy wondered about the beauty of the world. His small face was so kind and caring, all she felt in her heart was a sense of joy and purity. The shit hole that had been her life for a long time longed for such a peaceful emotion.

“You’re really lucky Miranda, he’s a wonderful boy,” Vy said.

Miranda squeezed Vy’s hand and smiled. “I know.”

After a few more hours they arrived at the location. The car shook from the rubble it had to drive over. Shownu went down a hill to park the car away from plain site. The car swerved dangerously at one point and they all jerked about.

“Mind the ride everyone!” Shownu said with a laugh.

Vy grew concerned at his enthusiastic method of dangerous driving though Miranda laughed along with him. They stopped in front of a wall. Brick was chipped off the edges and it stood tall and broken.

“So this is what it looks like now,” Shownu said. He sighed heavily and turned off the engine.

Vy had not been back since they searched for Wonho. She felt rubble crunch against her shoes when she stepped out. They walked around the wall into the place that was once their home. A broken black telephone lay in pieces a couple steps away from her. She realized they were standing in what used to be the kitchen.

“Are you sure it was a good idea to come here?” She said.

“I know it's lame to say this is where they’ll least expect us, but it's true,” Wonho said. “They wouldn’t come back here, there’s nothing left.”

“Just be careful, we don’t know how stable everything is,” Miranda said. She took out Jihun and carried him in his portable car-seat with ease.

They walked around the site and looked around. There were so many things she had not noticed before. Vy realized that when she was searching for Wonho she had missed looking at so many details. There were clothes, knives, pieces of furniture that had fallen in with the collapse. She even picked up one of her rings that shone atop of a pile of cement. After dusting it off, she put it on her her ring finger.

Around the east side of the destruction, near the middle, there was one room that remained intact. Surprisingly it was holding together. There were no beams above it that might cause it to crash and it still had its ceiling. Only one wall was missing but it provided enough coverage that they decided to settle down there. It was one of their old meeting rooms, the glass sliding doors had shattered but the chairs and tables remained intact.

“Lucky for once!” Wonho said with a smile.

Vy smiled at his attitude. “You know what’s the funniest part of all this Wonho? You were mopey and broody as shit when I first met you, and now everything is fucked but you’re all smiles.”

Shownu laughed. “It’s not the situation Vy, it's the person-“

“Shut up Shownu,” Wonho said abruptly. When they all looked up to stare at him he mumbled something about calling Kihyun and walked away.

“What did I say?” Vy said.

Miranda and Shownu shared a look and smiled at her together. It was eerily in sync and gave Vy chills. She was about to ask again when arms wrapped around her from behind. She was taken by surprise and was ready to hand out a punch.

“I missed you!” It was Lana.

Vy turned around and hugged her tightly. “How have you been?” She looked past her and saw the rest of them flood into the room.

Kihyun had dark circles under his eyes and it looked as though they had stayed up for days. Vy only just noticed that Lana had tears streaming down her face.

“What happened?” Vy said.

“Hyungwon was shot,” Kihyun said.

Right before Vy was about to panic, Changkyun and Wonho walked in carrying Hyungwon. He looked like death was over his shoulder but Vy breathed a sigh of relief to see him breathing. Though his head rolled dangerously around.

“What happened?” Miranda said.

They placed him on the table gently and Kihyun took off Hyungwon’s jacket and shirt. “He was shot, we were trying to get away and they were on our trail for hours. Just when we thought we lost them, they fucking found us.” Kihyun concentrated on putting pressure on Hyungwon’s torso.

“We have a med kit in the trunk!” Miranda said as she ran out of the room.

Vy leaned close to Hyungwon’s face and moved his hair from his eyes. Kihyun told her to keep him awake. His eyes drooped more as each second passed. His cheekbones looked sunken and his entire face was gaunt.

“Hey, listen to me, wake up Hyungwon, don’t you wanna see your girl?” Vy said. She tried to keep the tears back.

He looked up miraculously for a few seconds and made direct eye contact with her. A lop sided grin appeared on his face as he whispered. “Jagiya…” He reached up to touch her face and she held his hand there. They shared a tender moment until his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he started shaking.

“Oh my god, oh my god, Hyungwon!” Vy felt his hand squeeze hers painfully.

“He’s going into shock! Someone hold him down!” Kihyun said.

Wonho held his shoulders down. Vy could barely breathe as she stared at his haggard expression clearly draining of its vitality.

“He needs blood! Fuck, fuck!” Kihyun looked like he was in pain, “the bullet must have hit an artery!”

“I have needles! There’s needles in this kit and tubes, my blood is O negative!” Miranda ran inside. She knelt down beside Hyungwon and opened the kit.

She sat calm and quiet as everyone around her flooded with nervous energy. Miranda took out the needles and tubes and calmly instructed Kihyun to help her. They positioned Hyungwon’s arm and sanitized the crook of his elbow. She tied an elastic around her arm tightly as Kihyun stuck the needles on each end of the flexible tube. She then grabbed one end, sanitized it, and stuck it in the vein of her arm.

Vy watched in amazement as Miranda worked with the needle in her arm. Blood began to flow through the tube and as it began dripping through the other side, she stuck the needle into Hyungwon’s arm. She instructed Wonho to elevate the tube in a way that it would flow faster. Then she checked Hyungwon’s eyes one at a time.

A few crucial seconds later, when Miranda checked his pulse, she sat back and wiped the sweat off her brow. “He’s stable, we need to dress the wound now.”

A collective sigh occurred in the room and Vy could not help but feel tears run down her face. “Holy shit Miranda."

Miranda shook her head and smiled, “I used to be a nurse, it was my duty.”

Changkyun looked at the scene with wide eyes. “You’re amazing,” he said. Then he paused a moment as his eyes snapped to her face. “Wait, who are you?” He paused again and looked around the room as if he were in an alien world. “Why is there a baby here?”

Vy and Wonho made eye contact and could not help but burst into laughter. Their emotions were spilled all over the floor and they sounded hysterical. It must have been a sum of the sleep deprivation and trying incidents.

“Why don’t you dress his wound while we explain?” Miranda said to Kihyun. “Baby you tell them,” she said to Shownu with a sigh.

Changkyun, Kihyun, and Lana glanced between Shownu and Miranda with a confused look on their faces.

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“So you’re telling me that Kim is doing all this and is going to attack again? And Soo and Minhyuk are all a part of this fucked up conspiracy?” Kihyun said.

“Pretty much, she was always a snake for power, wherever the rats go, she goes,” Wonho said.

“And we still haven’t heard from Jooheon?”

“No,” Vy said. She tried calling him while they were catching up but still there was no answer.

“Fuck this shit, this is next level…” Changkyun said.

Kihyun pulled out a laptop from his bag and set it on the ground. “We need some kind of lead on this, did you guys make copies of the files?”

Vy looked in her pockets desperately but groaned when she found nothing. She could not remember. It was then that Lana pulled out a USB drive from her pocket. “He told me to keep it safe,” she said with a wink.

“Ah you beauty! I could kiss you!” Kihyun said. There was an awkward pause after he realized what he said aloud and everyone looked away.

Lana blushed in the corner fiercely after giving him the USB and Vy was sure she might faint.

“So the housing project was already used, that leaves the hospital and the school,” Kihyun said. “Both of those are potential targets, how do we know which one?"

“We’ll need to split up,” Shownu said.

They all looked around gravely. There was a childish second where they all seemed to feel the same thing. Nobody wanted to leave the low state of rest they were in. Despite the fact they were in a demolished building and that Hyungwon was laying there unconscious in the corner. There was a moment where they all felt the comfort of being together again.

“He’s right,” Wonho said.

“Someone needs to stay with Hyungwon, he can’t be moved,” Miranda said. After a thought she said, “I’ll stay with him.”

Shownu looked at her with a pained expression. “We don’t know how long this place will be safe, scouters might come back, I can’t leave Jihun and you here like this.”

“You don’t have to,” Kihyun said. “We can hit both quickly enough. Between Vy, Wonho, Changkyun, and I, we can go to the hospital first and sweep it. If there’s nothing there we know it’s the school."

“What about me?” Lana said. “I can help.”

Kihyun turned to her and embraced her fiercely. Vy’s jaw dropped. She heard Wonho smirk and whisper “atta boy.”

“I can’t afford to put you in danger, please just stay here and help them. I’ll be back for you,” Kihyun said as he held her face in his hands.

Lana stood there stock still and silent. She nodded and hugged him back. Vy’s eyes snapped to Wonho who was already staring at her. She felt heat rush to her cheeks as she looked away. Her stomach did a flip and she crossed her arms.

Changkyun brought his rifle from the car and told them they had some more in the trunk.

 Vy pulled out her gun and counted the rounds left. “We better make them count."

[ims-monbebe]

Wanna Get Inside of Your Night.

Authors Notice: Hello my wonderful readers, I’m back with yet another smut. (tehehe) It’s been a while since I’ve written something so I’m sorry if I’m a little rusty. I just really wanted to write Hyungwon smut so that’s how this story came about because I am selfish haha. That’s all that’s to it really.

As always, if smut makes you uncomfortable please don’t read, but if you’re a pervert like me push on that keep reading button lmao.

Paring: Hyungwon x Female reader

Word Count: 3,793

Rating: (M) - NSWF (explicit sex)

- Overstimulation

Enjoy :-)

  The room around you is dim as you continue to dance on such a handsome stranger. The feeling of his body pressed against yours is inviting. Lust filled thoughts take over both of your minds as the beat of the music takes you somewhere far away. You push yourself closer to him, as close as you can get with your clothes on as his expensive cologne takes over your senses. Your eyes close as your mind wanders to him doing such unthinkable things to you. You want him hard, deep, you want him now. You look up and see his eyes glistening underneath the neon lights and signs, lust tracing over them as you grind yourself harder onto his hardening cock. His hands run down your silky skin, loving the feeling, it’s leaving him wondering what the skin underneath your skirt feels like, how the taste of you lingers in his mouth, and how many orgasms it takes to get you to scream and curse his name like it’s the only word you know. His instincts are almost animalistic in nature as he craves your touch more and more. The music blasting as your slightly sweaty bodies press together isn’t enough, he wants more, he needs more. You both need more.

  “What did you say your name was again?” You yell into his ear, feeling rude for even forgetting.

  He laughs a little, the coldness of it sending shivers down your spine. “Hyungwon, and yours?”

  “Y/N.”

  “That’s a pretty name.” His hands bring you closer to him. “Do you want to go somewhere more private with me?”

  “Where?” Your eyes look up, already getting an idea but you keep playing dumb.

  “Just follow me.” He whispers.

  You don’t protest as he grabs your hand and begins moving towards the back of the club. Both of your bodies feeling worked up and hot, needing some kind of sweet release, any, you just needed to feel him inside you. Once the two of you finish pushing past an ocean of people you’re met by two security guards guarding a hallway. Hyungwon quickly takes out a card and shows it to them and the two of them instantly let him through. Confusion takes over your mind for a few seconds before you speak up.

  “Where are you taking me?”

  “Somewhere.” He mumbles as you two approach a door. He takes the same card and inserts it inside, the door quickly unlocking in front of the two of you. “Do you protest?”

  “No, not at all.”

  “Good.”

  He pushes the door open and both of you walk inside the dark room. You hear the door shut and lock quickly before the lights turn on. You look around and see you’re in a small room with a sofa in the center. You smile to yourself, perfect.

  Before you can question him further Hyungwon shoves your body against the cold steel of the door. He lifts your chin with his thumb and examines your face in the dim lighting. His eyes are cold and fierce, lust overtaking them as his gaze deepens. You both stare at each other, the silence of the room suffocating at your throat as his eyes continue to eat away at you.  You take the initiative and push your lips onto his. The softness of them takes you by surprise. You sigh in relief as your hands slide up his chest and find a home at the back of his neck. His mouth mimics your own, parting so slightly as he lets his breath gently roam on your bottom lip. His hand is now at your hips and the other is sliding up and massaging the inside of your inner thigh. You let out a soft moan as he presses his erection onto your hips, you breathe out in surprise at the sudden feeling. The sound is absolutely enchanting to Hyungwon. The two of you pull away for a second- both of your breathes heavy as you stare at each other and try to figure who’s going to make the first move. He moves his hand from your hips and slowly slides it inside your laced underwear. His fingertip now circling the tender bud of your clit. You bite back a moan as your head falls back onto the door. Hyungwon smiles at the sight of you, slightly picking up the pace.

  “P-please.” You stutter out. “I need more.”

  “Need more what?”

  “You!” You whine as you buck your hips up, trying to look for more friction. “I need more of you please.”

  He stops his actions and you let out a frustrated groan. His hands slide down your thighs and he lifts you up and begins to walk towards the sofa. He throws you onto the leather and drops onto his knees. He hands push your skirt up to your waist and takes off your underwear, throwing them over his shoulder. He spreads your legs open as far as they can go and places them on top of his shoulders. He stares at your exposed cunt, his fingers now parting you at your lips. He looks at you through hooded eyes as you bite your lips with anticipation. He chuckles to himself as he stares up at you, licking his lips at the sight, excited to finally have a taste of you.

  “What?”

  He shakes his head. “Nothing, I just didn’t realize how wet you already were.” He hums as he runs his fingers slowly up your slit and coats his fingers in your juices. He brings one of them up to his lips and slowly licks his finger, smiling at the taste. “You taste even better than I expected.”

  Before you could say anything back to him his head dips down to run his tongue over your slit. He moans softly as your arousal takes over his taste buds, falling in love with his new found taste of you. You groan at the new found pleasure and you look down to see his eyes already looking up at you, his lips glistening in the light with your juices. He moves his tongue up and down your slit again and you throw your head back in frustration, already knowing what little game he’s trying to play.

  “Stop being a tease,” You mumble as your fingers run through his jet black hair. “Please.”

  He grins at the state he has you in, loving the way you're begging him for more. He licks up your slit again and stops just before his tongue reaches your clit. The teasing is infuriating, stopping short of your clit and going back to your slit leaves you grunting in frustration. The sight of you trying to buck your hips onto him has him grinning wider and liking the situation you’re in. The control he has over you is further arousing him as his tongue continues to slowly slide up and down your slit. Your low gasps and panting are music to his ears as he finally flattens his tongue and begins to circle steadily around your clit. Your moans become louder as your fingers tangle in his hair and you hold him steady while the assault on your clit continues. His pace begins to quicken as you slightly rock your hips back and forth onto his tongue, causing him to press harder onto your aching clit.

  The pleasure is bittersweet as the sensation of orgasm quickly approaches your body. You tense up as you desperately try to hold it in, enjoying the sight of Hyungwon going down on you a little too much. The sight alone was enough to make you cum, but the feeling of you grinding on his tongue was far too good you needed more.

  “Hyungwon-“ You moan out, your voice shaken as your body reaches its limit. “I’m gonna- fuck I’m gonna cum.”

  He hums onto your clit, the vibration sending you over the edge. “Then come for me pretty girl.” He mumbles as pushes your legs further apart.

  Your head falls back onto the sofa as you obey his command. The room is filled with his low grunts and your high pitched moans as his tongue circles around your clit faster and your hips keep grinding on him upward. You feel yourself release onto his tongue as his grip on you tightens, trying to help you ride out your orgasm. You release the grip you have on his hair and fall back onto the couch. Your eyes are shut tight as you try to collect yourself and your thoughts while he's licking your release clean with his tongue. Hyungwon pulls himself up from the floor and leans into you gently kissing your lips, the taste of you lingering as he pulls away from you.

  “That was amazing.” You say, oxygen still trying to enter into your lungs. “I’ve never had anyone make me finish by just their tongue.”

  He raises an eyebrow. “Really?”

  You nod slowly. “You’re really good at that.”

  He laughs at your words, thinking of what to say to your compliment. “Thanks. I guess I’ve had a decent amount of practice.”

  You laugh slightly as you sit up. His crotch now at eye level with you. You grab onto the band of his pants and pull him closer to your body. Your fingers loop and fumble with the buckle of his belt and he chuckles at your eagerness. Once the belt is on the floor you quickly slide his pants and boxer briefs out of the way and he kicks them both off his feet. You look up at him as your hand latches onto his cock and his breathing hitches. You begin to pump your hand up and down his shaft at a slow pace, his eyes rolling back and then he looks down at you with those same dark sinful eyes. You smile as you slowly take in the head of his cock into your mouth, twirling your warm tongue over and around it fully intending to tease him slowly. A little payback from earlier won’t hurt him any. He grunts a little too loudly as you take his cock deep into the back of your throat and back out. You replace your mouth with your hand and look back up at him, batting your eyes innocently.

  “Stop playing or else.” He growls from the back of his throat, his voice low, and husk.

  “Or else what?” You tilt your head to the side pumping your hand a little faster up and down his shaft.

  “You’ll see Y/N.” He grumbles, his eyes shut as he inhales sharply.

  It doesn’t take much time for Hyungwon to stop your actions and move you to the side to allow a space for him to sit. You look at him, confusion taking over your eyes as he pats his hand on top of his thigh.

  "Come here now."

  "But-" You begin to protest.

  "I said now."

  The sudden change of his tones makes you shudder before you quickly comply. You bring your legs over his lower body. You look into his eyes as you wait for him to give you another order. "Ride it."

  You raise a curious eyebrow as his hands grab a hold of your waist. "But I'm still a little sensitive from earlier."

  "I didn't ask you any of that. Just ride my thigh, now Y/N."

  You laugh at his sudden insane demands. "Are you serious?"

  "As serious as I can be." He bucks his leg up and it grinds onto your swollen clit. "I don't like being teased. So, stop stalling pretty girl get to riding." He places both of his arms behind his head and leans back onto the couch grinning at you. "Now before I really get mad, and you don't want to see that."

  You inhale sharply before letting out a nod. You grab onto his shoulders as his hands fall back down to your hips. "I'm starting to think your kink is to see people suffer."

  He laughs softly. "Still stalling?" He bucks his leg up against your clit again and a sobbed moan escapes your lips.  

  Through slightly teary eyes you begin to grind your hips onto his thigh, the sensation feeling too much but oh so good.

  "Fuck," You mumble out. "Fuck, fuck you-"

  "I think I'm the one who's going to be doing the fucking, don't you think?" Damn it, this guys tongue is dangerous in more ways than one.

  Your body's movements pick up its pace, your juices are getting over his thigh and it causes more friction against already throbbing clit. You cry out in pleasure as another orgasm rapidly approaches. You look down at Hyungwon who is starring at you with slightly parted lips. His hands move up from your hips and grabs onto the bottom of your shirt. He quickly lifts it up and smiles at the fact that you aren't wearing a bra. His hands slide up your torso and throws your shirt onto the floor, his hands find a home on your breast. His warm hands gently massage them and you moan louder, the sensation maddening. His hands fall back down and grip onto your ass as he digs his head into your chest. You feel the warmth of his mouth on your breast, sucking lightly on your nipple. His hands on your ass help you rock back and forth on his thigh faster.

  "Fuck, Hyungwon I'm gonna cum again." You cry out. The stimulation becoming unbearable for your body. "It hurts, I can't. I can't."

  "Yes, you can." He assures you. "Cum again for me baby, please?"

  You only moan in response, his sweet words easing the tension in your core. It takes no time for you to finish again, your orgasm soaking his thigh. Your head falls onto his chest as your breathing tries to subside. You feel his hands still rocking you back and forth onto his thigh and you look up at him with hazy eyes. The look in his eyes continues to get darker as you whimper, the feeling of the overstimulation too much for you. He pushes back the hair that's stuck onto your sweaty forehead before he places a kiss onto your lips.

  "Come on baby one more time, you can do it. You're doing so good for me."

  You shake your head, the pleasure absolutely astonishing. Your next orgasm isn't far behind as your body continues to grind itself onto his leg despite your clit being well overstimulated. Your nails are digging into his flesh as you rest your head in the croc of his neck. It takes no time for you to cum again this time, the only thing that can be heard are both of your high moans and grunts. Your body twitches as you ride out your orgasm, his hands gently holding you into place as your body rides out its high.

  You collapse onto his chest, out of breath and completely euphoric. After a moment of silence, you find the strength in you to push yourself up, a smile across your face. He pushes your hair behind your ears before examining your face.

  "Still doing good?"

  You nod, your smile still spread across your face. In your books, this guy is some sex god now by making you cum three times in a row. "Never better."

  He leans in and gives you a gentle kiss on your lips before laying on you back down on your back. He reaches down for his pants and fumbles with the pockets. He holds up a condom and quickly puts it on, you both smile at each other his eagerness refreshing. His cock is rock hard and he's been ready to cum for a while, but although what it may seem like Hyungwon is a gentleman, wanting you to finish once and if not multiple times before he does himself. That's just the kind of guy he is, although you two are nothing more than strangers on such a lonely night like this, he senses something special in you. He can't describe it, but he's interested in getting to know you and your life, on more than just a physical level. He can't describe how he knows, he just knows. Although his cold demeanor maybe intimidating he's really content and happy in these moments spent with you, it's been a long time since he's been with someone he's felt was special.

  Once the condom is all the way on he disposes of the wrapper. He leads down and gives you yet another kiss, gentle but rough at the same time. He places his knee between your thighs as he positions himself at your entrance. He slides into you with no trouble at all, your three previous orgasms leaving you soaking wet, the sound of it all almost as sinful as your previous activities. He's larger than most people you've had as you gasp at the new fullness you feel. His mouth falls open as he softly moans, his eyes are shut as you stare back up at him through your glossy lust filled eyes. Your hands grab onto his arms as he looks down at you, a small grin spreading across his face.

  "You good?"

  You raise an eyebrow up at him. "The real question is are you good?"

  His hand comes up to your face as he gently strokes your cheek, smiling to himself. "I'm good princess, but you won't be."

  You scoff at his words, his cocky attitude is a huge turn on and with he's already done to you don't doubt him. He begins to thrust his hips in and out slowly and your grip around his arms tighten. You hiss in pleasure as the angle of his cock hits that one sensitive spot in you.

  "Fuck," You cry out as his thrusting begins to get faster. He smiles down at you as his fingers begin to work at your aching clit again. "Hyungwon, oh fuck." You moan out louder.

  He smiles, his name falling from your lips sounding absolutely bliss. You wrap your legs around his waist and attempt to bring him closer to you. His hips continue to move against you at a faster pace as his fingers still draw lazy circles on your clit. You bite your lips as your head falls back onto the sofa, another orgasm approaching your body.

  "Fuck, right there Hyungwon, ahh don't stop." You cry out.

  He moans at your words, his fingers begin to move faster on your clit as his hips keep working against you. A thin sheen of sweat forms onto his forehead as he grinds against you, his low needy grunts and your whines of pleasure are the only sounds that fill the room. The heat of the room enters your body as your orgasm is at its peak, your back arches up as you become undone beneath him. Hyungwon is ready to burst but he wants to get you off one more time as if it's the last thing he'll do, and he does just that. With one more circle of his finger, a loud scream escapes your body as you release yourself onto him yet again. Your body shudders as your grip on his arms tightens, it almost feels impossible to ride this one out. You're left breathless and bliss as you look up at him and see him already looking down at you. A smile plastered onto his face as he stares proudly down at you, content with his work, and you're content by it.

  His thrust continues at a hurried and sloppy pace, rushing to get his release. After a few more pumps he fills up the condom with a low groan. His breathing is heavy as he pulls out of you. He takes a seat on the couch and pulls the condom off and tosses it in the nearest trash can. Your body has a hard time trying to move as you sit yourself up, both of your breaths heavy. The silence is bliss as you both try to catch your breath. The silence is heavy as he finally looks at you.

  "Thanks," Is all he says.

  "For what?"

  "For that." He laughs softly. "That was the best sex I've ever had." His eyes are soft and tender for the first time, and you can tell he's being sincere.

  "No problem, and thank you. I can also the same" You let out a tired smile.

  He pushes himself off the sofa, offering you a hand. You accept it and he pulls you onto your feet, your legs feeling extremely wobbly. He hands you your clothes that are scattered across the room and you thank him. The two of you get dressed and before you know it you're in front of the door of the room.

  "So I guess that's it then?" You look up at him, disappointment tracing your face. "I hate to say it but I kinda don't want a guy who makes me cum four times to go away, at least not yet."

  He smiles as he reaches into his pockets. He pulls out a small card and hands it to you. "Here's my business card. Let's do this again sometime, but maybe after some drinks and dinner. I guess I like you too."

  You eagerly grab the card and examine it. "Wow, you're so professional... I didn't know you were the owner of this club." You look up at him. "I guess you do this a lot then."

  He laughs softly as he shakes his head. "I never have actually, you were a first for me. I guess I just felt a connection with you."

  You smile at his words. "Damn it, I knew your tongue was dangerous in more than one way."

  "I guess it is," He laughs at your word choice. "I promise I don't sleep with random girls all the time. There was just something that pulled me towards you. So let me take you out and show you a good time."

  You only nod, you can tell he means what he says. "Okay, that sounds great. I'll call you tomorrow then."

  He smiles as he opens the door to the room, the both of you get out and he shuts and locks it behind him. "I'll be looking forward to that call then."

  The two of you part ways with only a kiss, the feeling of his lips lingering on your lips all night. As you get home and undress for the night you stare at his card in your hand and smile to yourself, the events flashing back through your mind. You place it on your nightstand and lay down, the lights go out as the sleep takes over your body.

  Mr. Chae Hyungwon, who knew you could change such a lonely night.

[thecozywhaleshark]

147 + 149, Minhyuk for our lovely lovely kat ❤️

Magical

“Look! Fireflies!” you gasp and point as you and your boyfriend Minhyuk walk home hand in hand from your date. 

He had taken you to a little restaurant on the water, a place that glowed with fairy lights and candles that reflected into the sea, soothing even the most trouble-hearted with their warmth, and calming even the most anxious with the sound of waves and the strings of a live quartet.

Tangling your hand in his, you tug him off the path and into the grass of the park. 

“You’re going to get your shoes all wet with dew,” Minhyuk murmurs, wrapping his arm around your waist as he lets you lead him. 

“It’s okay, I just want to admire the view,” you say, pulling him deeper into the night. “I just need ten minutes.” 

You pull him over to swingset, abandoned by children’s daylight play, and sit down, continuing to hold hands as you swing softly in the light breeze.

“Look at them,” you whisper, following the flickering lights as they bounce around the grass. “They’re magical.”

“Magical,” Minhyuk whispers back, raising the back of your hand to his lips with a soft smile. “Like you.” 

“No, Minnie,” you murmur, swinging yourself sideways until you can cup his face with your hands and bring him closer to you. “Magical, just like you.” 

[dreamddana]

Cap-A-Pie (SANHA)

cap-a-pie meaning from head to foot.

Yoon Sanha x Reader

POV: 3rd Person

Summary: you and sanha move in together after being best friends since high school

Warnings: extreme fluff & possibly some angst

part 2 here!

You had just gotten out of work and was looking for a good time. Today wasn’t exactly your day, your boss had declined your proposal, you spilled coffee all over your desk and you clothes, you somehow managed to destroy your printer and you forgot your important files in the apartment.

You take the train home, arriving a few minutes before 10pm. As you open the door, you see Sanha, your roommate and best friend, passed out on the sofa, with the ps4 on fortnite.

You sigh and smile. The sight of Sanha gave you relief, knowing not everything is terrible. You had a tiny bit of feeling for Sanha but aggressively tried to ignore it because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship.

You, being dead tired, quickly get ready for bed. As you laid down on your bed, tired from the day, Sanha knocks on your open door and yawns.

“How was your day?” He asked, all sleepy. You give a tired smile and say “it was alright.”

He scrunches his eyebrows and looks at you suspiciously. “What’s wrong? I know you well enough to know you had a bad day.” He says as he walks to sit on the end of your bed. You explain everything to him and with tears in your eyes about to roll down your face, he looks at you straight and then give you a hug.

Sanha was always a tease but today, he was different.

“I know what would cheer you up.” He says, all giddy. “Drinks!” Sanha walks out of the room and gets the whiskey in the cabinet, a bottle of coke and glasses with ice.

You two end up drinking a lot, but Sanha was a light drinker, meaning he was wasted real quick.

It had been awhile since you saw Sanha drunk. He was always so clumsy and silly while intoxicated. You help him walk to his room and help him tuck in and get ready to sleep. Before you could leave his side, he grabs you by the arm and pulls you close. He wraps his arms around you and you two just stay that way for a minute.

And at that moment you knew, you loved him.

—

You wake up the next day, late for work. You sigh and tell yourself not to go anymore. Instead, you get up and think about what to have for breakfast.

As you approach the kitchen, the smell of pancakes satisfy your nostrils. You find Sanha making pancakes.

“Whats this for?” You ask him, sitting on a bar stool by the counter.

“Breakfast. Duh?” He says with the sarcastic tone in his words. You roll your eyes and he laughs. “Don’t you have work today?”

“I think I quit.” You laugh.

“Alright. Team unemployed!” He puts his hand up for a high five, which you meet. “You deserved better than that job anyway.” He scuffs, making you smile.

“Alright pancake, eat your pancakes.” He slides a plate of pancakes towards you.

You two eat breakfast together and talk about how shitty your job was. “Listen (y/n),” Sanha suddenly turns serious. “You need to get a job. How are we gonna survive?!” He panics jokingly. You give him a nudge and he pretends like you punched him and broke his arm.

You guys spend the entire day playing pubg, while he won most of the time. “Better luck next time, babe.” He says, making you spit out the water you were drinking. “W-whatever.” You say and walk to the kitchen.

It was weird being that way with Sanha, after realising you couldn’t get rid of your feelings for him.

“You alright?” He walks up to you.

“Im fine.” You brush him off and walk to your room.

Sanha knocks on your door but doesnt come inside, instead says “I dont know what I did but I hope you’re okay. You can talk to me when you want, Ill just be in my room.”

You spend the rest of the week coming up with a new comic draft, frustrated with your feelings for Sanha. The week went fast, as well as the increase of your feelings. It was difficult to have to see him everyday and not feel anything.

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ aaa i hope you enjoyed that!! 

click here to read part 2!

[wonkiewolfie]

Monsta X React - seeing their baby for the first time

Anon asked: “I read your Wonho "Delicate" one shot and omg it was so soft 😭😭Could you do a reaction to the boys where their S/O is pregnant and they are in a ultrasound? Like the first time they see their baby” 

That request is way to cute to pass up, so of course I had to do it! I tried to keep them all at drabble length because there are seven different scenarios, but I’m gonna be honest, Changkyun’s part got away from me a little bit. His is the longest by far, like 200+ words more than the rest of them. They’re all so cute though, and I tried my best to make the reactions different. I also refrained from doing any angsty scenarios this time around. I was tempted, but I decided all fluff would be cuter. Hope you enjoy!

Shownu/Hyunwoo

You weren’t showing yet, and just by looking at you, no one would be able to tell you were pregnant. But the two of you knew, and this was your first ultrasound. Hyunwoo insisted on being there with you, and it made you giddy that he was so ready for it.

The two of you had actually been trying to conceive, which happened easily after only a few attempts. He was ready to be a dad, and you could tell he was going to make a great one.

You were really nervous about this appointment to say the least, and you could tell Hyunwoo was too. He was trying to hide it, but the way he kept squeezing your hand in the waiting room gave him away. You were called back, and you both looked at each other smiling. Hyunwoo held your hand the entire time. From the moment you sat down, to the moment the ultrasound technician put the cold gel on your stomach.

“Alright, I can see the baby,” the technician turned the screen so you could both see it. There in the center of the screen was nothing more than a little white blob about the size of a grape. And that blob was your baby.

You smiled, and Hyunwoo squeezed your hand again. You looked up at him, and he had this amazed look in his eyes as he looked at the screen.

“And here is your baby’s heartbeat,” he announced making you both go quiet.

The thumping noise made your own heart swell. You looked to Hyunwoo, who had tears in his eyes. Though he was ready to cry, his smile was so big that his eyes had turned into tiny crescent moons. He kissed the back of your hand as he fought to keep his tears from spilling.

As the exam continued, you both listened intently to everything you were told. Basic things like proper diet and care. When the doctor asked if you guys had any questions, Hyunwoo spoke up.

“Can we get a video of the heartbeat sound?”

Wonho/Hoseok

He was all smiles from the moment you both walked into the doctor’s office. He was so ready to see his baby for the first time. The fact that you were pregnant came as a shock at first. You hadn’t been trying to conceive in the first place; it just sort of happened. It was kind of an accident, but a happy one at that.

They called your name, leading you into a room where you were prepped for the exam. The cold gel tickled your skin, and then they touched you with the device. It hadn’t really felt real to you until the technician turned the monitor to face you. Finally, looking at the faint blip on the screen, it sank in.

You heard a sniffle, and looked to your side. Hoseok was trying to hold back his tears. His eyes were red around the edges, and his nose was starting to run a little. You smiled, running your fingers through his hair lovingly. He looked up at you, trying to muster up a smile for you to show you he was fine, but his sobs betrayed him.

You saw all of his emotions spill out at once in thick streams down his face. You slowly moved your hand to his cheek, and he moved his own hand to hold it there as he pressed his skin into yours. You smiled, a sob escaping your own lips at the sight of such a strong man crying with tears of joy.

It really made your heart soar that he did care so much about this baby. You knew he would do everything in his power to protect it. That made your tears even worse. You leaned over and pressed a kiss in his hair as he caressed your hand, still pressed to his tear-soaked cheek.

“I’ll give you two a minute,” the technician announced, standing from her stool and exiting into the hallway.

You chuckled through your tears, “You are such a softy, you know that?” You smiled at him, pressing another kiss to his forehead.

He laughed, causing more tears to spill. “I’m just really happy to see our baby.”

Kihyun

As soon as you hear the first thump of the minuscule heart, you look over to see Kihyun’s big grin. He’s staring straight at the monitor, eyes fixed on the little speck of a baby. You reached over and caressed his cheek. He brought a hand up to meet yours, not taking his eyes off of the monitor. You smiled seeing him so amazed.

He was smiling so wide, you thought his cheeks may get stuck that way. You giggled seeing that look in his eye like he was completely fascinated by the little blip. The technician printed a picture for the two of you to have, which Kihyun wanted to hold onto. He held it in his lap, smiling down at the little piece of paper in his hands.

The doctor came in and started talking to you about all the important details you would have to know about your first trimester, while Kihyun was preoccupied with the little photo. Once the doctor stepped out of the room to gather your paperwork, you looked over at Kihyun, who was still grinning down at the little print-out.

He looked up, holding the picture up next to his face. “Does it look like me?”

You snorted a laugh, your hand flying up to cover your mouth. He grinned wider--as if that were possible--at the sound of your laughter. He put the picture down on your lap, leaning forward in his seat to kiss your lips gently.

Minhyuk

“Well, I have good news and more good news,” the technician announced. “The baby looks great… and there’s two of them.” He turned the monitor so you and Minhyuk could see the two little dots on the screen.

“Excuse me?” You asked, shock evident in your voice.

“It’s twins, jagi!” Minhyuk cheered.

You turned to look at him, an obvious smile splitting his face. You mimicked his expression, a wide grin forming on your lips. He was positively bouncing in his seat.

“I have to tell the others! This is so exciting!” He loudly proclaimed, causing you and the technician to laugh. Minhyuk pulled out his phone and began typing furiously on the screen.

As Minhyuk was typing, he got quiet, so now you could clearly hear the two little hearts beating from the speakers. Tears started to sting your eyes, overwhelmed to hear their little hearts beating together.

Minhyuk heard you sniffle and looked up from his phone. “Aw jagiya,” he cooed, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He leaned his cheek to rest on top of your head, his arm going around your shoulders as the two of you looked at your babies on the screen. His hand gently stroked through your hair comfortingly. You were so indescribably happy in that moment.

Hyungwon

He was extraordinarily excited about this appointment. He wanted to get a glimpse of his baby so badly. He was all smiles until the monitor was turned to face you both. As his eyes caught the little blip on the screen, his smile dropped away, leaving his lips slightly parted in awe. You grabbed his hand excitedly, and he looked at you briefly and gave you another small smile.

When the tiny thumping noise started, Hyungwon averted his eyes from the screen. You noticed and squeezed his hand. He pressed his plush lips together and squeezed your hand back. He glanced up at you again, quickly looking down at his lap. His expression was unreadable, but now wasn’t the time for you to address it.

You both listened carefully as the doctor gave you the rundown on what to expect during your first trimester. You attention was split between the information being told to you and Hyungwon, who is now laser focused on the doctor.

As the two of you left, you walked hand in hand to the car. Hyungwon opened your door for you, allowing you to slide into your seat. He walked around the other side of the car, and slid into the driver seat. He stared at the steering wheel with that same expression as in the doctor’s office.

You reached over and grabbed his hand again. He didn’t look up at you at first, but he did let a tear roll down his cheek. He heaved a small sigh before wiping his face.

“Hyungwonnie, what’s wrong? You’ve been really quiet since you saw the baby. Talk to me.” You asked, urging him to look at you. You reached your other hand out to touch his cheek, and he turned to look at you, giving you a big smile. More hot tears rolled down his cheeks. You placed both hands on his cheeks, swiping his tears away with your thumbs. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

He shook his head, pulling your hands away from his face. “N-Nothing. I’m really happy. I was just trying not to cry in there.”

You smiled lovingly at him, reaching out again to wipe his tears. “Do you need me to drive home?”

He shook his head vigorously, taking a deep breath and wiping his eyes again. “No, I can drive. I just have to stop crying first.”

Jooheon

Jooheon had been holding your hand the whole day. Not just at the doctors office. He was attached to your hip the whole day. Your ultrasound was in the afternoon, and Jooheon had taken you out to lunch before. Though the pregnancy had come as a surprise, you both were over the moon about it. Especially Jooheon.

He had already started looking at baby furniture and what he wanted to do for the nursery. You had to remind him time and time again that the baby was the size of a kidney bean and not to get too ahead of himself. He knew you were right, so he did try to curb his enthusiasm a little. Today though, he would get to see his little kidney bean in real time, and he was over the moon again.

He was fidgeting in his seat, waiting impatiently to see his baby. You ran a hand through his hair, smiling as the little device was swiped over your belly.

“Alright,” the technician announced. She pointed to a tiny blip of white on the screen. “That’s the baby right there.”

“Aw, that’s my little bean! Hi, baby bean!” Jooheon clapped excitedly. His smile was truly bright as he cooed at the monitor. You giggled at his expression, and he grabbed your hand, squeezing it tightly. “Do you see it?”

“Yeah, I see it,” you giggled again.

“Do you want me to print a picture of it for you?” The technician asked, and Jooheon immediately spoke up.

“Yes, of course!” He exclaimed, bouncing in his seat. He looked at you, squeezing your hand again. “I wanna show all of the members my cute little bean.”

I.M./Changkyun

Timing was your worst enemy. A week after you found out you were pregnant, Changkyun left on tour with Monsta X, so he missed your first few ultrasound appointments. You always made sure to send him pictures and updates, but it wasn’t quite the same as having him there with you. You missed him, but you understood his line of work made timing a bit difficult.

The last time you had spoken with him, he assured you he would have some time off coming up, and that he would go with you to your next appointment. When that time off rolled around, you were about fifteen weeks along. You specifically made sure to schedule it on a day you knew there were no other events or anything planned that would conflict with your appointment. It wasn’t like Changkyun didn’t want to go--he did--but he was just really busy with work. However, he made you this promise, and he was determined to keep it.

So as you both sat in the waiting room, he placed a hand on your knee, squeezing slightly. You couldn’t help noting the way his eyes were constantly drifting to the bump in your shirt that wasn’t there before. He couldn’t help the thought that he was missing a lot by being away from you for so long.

You placed your hand on top of his, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles comfortingly. You felt him tense slightly when the nurse called your name. This was routine for you at this point, so it amused you a little to see him so nervous already.

As the technician was gliding the device over your bump, Changkyun fidgeted nervously. You reached out to grab his hand, and he took it, visibly relaxing at your touch. He gave you a small smile.

“Okay, everything looks good,” the technician announced, turning the monitor around to face you both. He pointed at the vaguely person-shaped blob on the screen. “Your baby is growing fine. They have little fingers now, and they’re starting to look like an actual person.”

You smiled at the imagine and looked over to Changkyun, who was wearing a thousand-yard stare. You became worried suddenly, so you discreetly squeezed his hand to catch his attention again. He glanced up at you, giving you the same small, nervous smile he gave you before, then fixed his eyes back on the screen.

“This is your first time right, dad?” The technician turned to Changkyun, who nodded and squeezed your hand slightly again at the word ‘dad’. “So you probably want to hear the heartbeat, right?” The tech asked rhetorically, before turning the volume setting up so you both could hear the small thumping.

You smiled upon hearing the sound, and turned to study Changkyun’s expression again. The look on his face was borderline unreadable. His eyes were glued to the screen, his eyebrows scrunched a little towards the middle, and his lips were parted slightly--like he was concentrating on something.

After the appointment had ended, the two of you had walked into the hall and out to the elevators without saying a word. You both stepped into the empty lift silently.

He suddenly sighed, and you looked at him worriedly. His eyes stays fixed on his shoes, but you saw a small grin split his lips apart.

“I’m actually gonna be a dad,” he mumbled it, as if the realization had just dawned on him.

His words made you want to giggle, but you held it in, leaning your head on his shoulder. “And a great one, at that.”

[wonholes]

All In For You | Chapter Six (END)

Summary: The story, written in third-person, follows main character Shin Hoseok during a difficult time in his life. Struggling to stay alive, Hoseok lives his life from day-to-day, an outcast with a broken past and juvenile record. Basically living on the streets, his only true comfort comes from his friends who treat him as their leader. When his past comes back to haunt him in ways he can’t fully comprehend, only his closest friend has the capability to pull him back into reality.

Fandom: Monsta X

Pairing: Wonho/Minhyuk (Wonhyuk, Leatherpaws), M/M

Rating: EXPLICIT 

Genre: Realistic Fiction, Drama, Romance

Characters: Wonho, Minhyuk, Shownu, Kihyun, Jooheon, Hyungwon, Changkyun

Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, eventual explicit content

Exclaimer: Any writing submitted by myself does not reflect the real members of Monsta X or Starship Entertainment. Any dialog or actions written in this piece is based solely on fiction and does not infer that the members would act this way. This was created purposely for fan entertainment and is not factual.

I would like to personally thank @wonholypeach for being my beta reader for this fic and for designing the header image. She was basically my co-author in many ways, for not only helping me edit but for taking the time out of her day to create the header and for letting me go over ideas with her. We both spent several days working on this to make sure that everything was perfect, so speaking for the both of us, we hope that you enjoy it.

*Note: The images above were taken and edited by me. Please do not save or re-post without asking or crediting.

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Chapter Six (END)

Minhyuk’s hair might have smelled like the mixture of honey, vanilla, and lavender, but his lips tasted vastly different. The complete opposite of Hoseok’s, which still had the aftertaste of nicotine and sweat. Minhyuk’s lips were thin but soft and Hoseok could feel the corners of his mouth curve upward into a smile while they kissed. He tasted like sweetness and mint--likely from gum that Minhyuk might have been chewing beforehand. He had been so distracted by attempting to decipher the taste of the blonde’s mouth that he didn’t notice Minhyuk’s hands wrap around his waist and trail up along his back.

Hoseok became lost in all of it. Minhyuk’s mouth, Minhyuk’s smell, Minhyuk’s hands roaming up and down his body. He could feel Minhyuk lean in closer to him as they kissed, his hand suddenly moving against his thigh--the sensation causing Hoseok to unnecessarily let out a small groan. Hoseok could feel the blonde smile against his lips and Hoseok pulled away, embarrassed.  

“Ah, sorry,” he mumbled, looking down and trying to hide a shy smile.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about,” Minhyuk replied, smirking. “Do you want to stop?”

“No, no,” Hoseok said, still embarrassed but trying not to show it.

Minhyuk replied by setting his hand under his hyung’s chin and lifting his head up to kiss him, the action itself causing Hoseok to let out another stifled groan.

“I didn’t know I did this to you, hyung,” Minhyuk teased.

“I don’t know what you do to me, Minhyuk,” Hoseok replied before pulling the blonde into a deeper kiss.

Hoseok didn’t know what Minhyuk was doing to him. His emotional feelings for him were one matter, but this--this was something else. His pulse had quickened and his heart was beating so loudly that he could  practically hear it beating in his ears. The bedroom itself felt like it had become incredibly hot--the air around him thicker; the hair on his skin standing up straight. It was as if his senses were heightened and every little action that Minhyuk made sent a shiver down Hoseok’s spine.

Without even realizing it he had pulled the blonde into his lap, wrapping his arms around him as they kissed. He ran his hand through Minhyuk’s hair as he pulled away from his lips and began kissing his jawline and then his neck, biting and sucking his tan skin. Minhyuk moaned, the sound sending a shudder through Hoseok and into his groin, making him kiss him even more passionately. Hoseok gently tugged Minhyuk’s head back, his hand still wrapped in the blonde’s hair, sending intense kisses down his neck before sucking on his collarbone. As aroused as he was he did his best to be careful, not wanting to further harm Minhyuk’s injuries.

Minhyuk groaned, his hands wrapped around Hoseok and digging into him. Hoseok’s hands had worked their way up the back of Minhyuk’s shirt as he kissed him, feeling the younger boy’s skin prickle with goosebumps as Hoseok touched him. Hoseok finally pulled away from the crook of Minhyuk’s neck, now bruised and damp with saliva, before kissing him hard on the mouth. It practically knocked the breath out of Minhyuk, who moaned into the kiss and arched his back, grinding down into his hyung’s lap.

The sensation took Hoseok by surprise. Not because he’d never been intimate with someone before, but because this was different. This was Minhyuk. As taken aback as he was feeling the younger boy’s hips rocking down against his crotch, he cast the thought aside and hastily pulled away from the kiss before saying, “Take off your shirt.”

Minhyuk didn’t even hesitate. Though at first he blushed, the blonde did as he was told and removed his piece of clothing, tossing it on the floor behind them. Hoseok did the same, discarding his own garment and revealing his muscled flesh underneath. Hoseok couldn’t help but smirk as he noticed Minhyuk watching him, biting his bottom lip before meeting his hyung’s gaze. The older boy raised a brow quizzically, grinning cheesily before Minhyuk finally caught himself and looked away.

Hoseok chuckled and ran his fingers along Minhyuk’s bare skin, kissing his neck again as he let his hands roam his flesh. Although Minhyuk had a much smaller frame, more lean and lanky compared to the older, he was still quite fit. Hoseok trailed his fingers across Minhyuk’s chest and down his toned abdomen, licking and nipping at his skin. He cautiously avoided the bruises that were now purpling on Minhyuk’s side and set his hands on his hips, leaving welcomed, sensual marks on his skin as he kissed his neck.

“Mm, hyung,” Minhyuk cooed, pushing his hips back down against the older boy.

Hoseok couldn’t hold back a moan before kissing Minhyuk again, his nails digging into Minhyuk’s hips as he rocked down against him. A warmness had pooled in his groin and the fabric of his jeans were doing nothing to help the now aching erection that had formed beneath them. As the blonde rocked against him he only became more aroused, his lips now swollen from kissing Minhyuk so hastily. With his hands on Minhyuk’s hips he forced him to stop, biting his lip hesitantly after pulling away from their kiss.

“I want you,” Hoseok managed to say, his ears turning red after the remark.

“We don’t have to stop,” Minhyuk replied. He ran his hands over his hyung’s chest, lightly teasing his nipples before kissing his neck.

Hoseok let out a moan, his hands already practically down Minhyuk’s pants. Minhyuk continued to kiss him, being no less gentle to Hoseok’s neck as he nipped and sucked at his skin before running his tongue over Hoseok’s adam’s apple. Hoseok had managed to get his thumbs beneath the waistband of Minhyuk’s jeans but didn’t feel comfortable taking them off without asking first.

“Take them off, hyung,” Minhyuk whispered against Hoseok’s ear before teasingly sucking on his earlobe.

Hoseok didn’t need to be told twice--the sensation of Minhyuk’s breath and the dampness of his mouth against his ear caused him to let out another low moan. With Minhyuk still nipping at his ear he managed to unbutton the blonde’s jeans, ushering his hips up so that he could slide them down. As he pushed the younger boy’s jeans down to his knees he couldn’t stop his hands from grazing back up along Minhyuk’s warm thighs before resting on his ass. Teasingly, Hoseok gave him a squeeze, resulting in a groan from the blonde.

Hoseok lifted Minhyuk off of his lap with ease and maneuvered himself on top of him. He pulled Minhyuk’s jeans the rest of the way off and then tossed them to the floor before hovering back over him and kissing him hard on the mouth. Minhyuk moaned against him, his hands tangled in Hoseok’s dark hair as they kissed deeply; almost desperately. Hoseok pulled away from the kiss, daring to explore the rest of the blonde’s body as he kissed his way down his collarbone and chest, twirling light circles with his tongue against his stomach and nipping at his hips. Minhyuk was still in his boxer briefs, an obvious erection present beneath the fabric and Hoseok took the opportunity to lightly caress his lips over it. Minhyuk’s hips bucked up against him but Hoseok managed to still him with a hand on his hip, continuing to tease him.

Though Hoseok had never been intimate with a man before he thought he understood the basics of it. He’d watched enough porn to grasp the basic understandings of male intimacy, having been confused about his own sexuality for a number of years. He’d always been attracted to men just as much as he was attracted to women, but it wasn’t until he met Minhyuk that his feelings became more serious. Every little thing that Minhyuk did seemed to entice him more and more, but he’d been so nervous about societal views that he had suppressed his feelings to the best of his ability. Until now.

Minhyuk was writhing beneath him as Hoseok trailed his tongue over the cotton hiding the blonde’s aching erection, teasingly tugging at the waistband of his boxer briefs but not pulling them off.

“Hyung, please,” Minhyuk groaned, his back arching against Hoseok’s touch.

“Please, what?” Hoseok asked in a smirk, looking up at Minhyuk with his lips still against his crotch.

Minhyuk cursed, his toes curling and his hips desperately bucking up but Hoseok kept him still. Hoseok caught his eye as the younger boy looked down at him with heavy lids, looking drunk in arousal. “You know what,” he replied, his voice almost cracking.

“Mm, I don’t,” Hoseok replied as he pulled down Minhyuk’s boxer briefs, the blonde arching his hips so that Hoseok could take them off.

The cool air caused goosebumps to form on Minkyuk’s skin but it was Hoseok’s hand wrapping itself around his cock that caused him to moan and close his eyes, pressing his head back against the mattress underneath him. Hoseok licked his lips as he watched Minhyuk arch against his touch, relieved that his inexperience seemed to have a decent effect. Although he was still new to this he wanted nothing more than to please Minhyuk, forcing any hesitancy to the back of his mind.

As Hoseok stroked him he moved his head back down and ran his tongue against the tip of his cock before running his tongue down the shaft and back up again. Hearing Minhyuk gasp he took it as a good sign and took him into his mouth, lightly rubbing his tongue along the tip. Minhyuk moaned beneath him, a hand now wrapped in Hoseok’s hair as the elder took more of him into his mouth.  Although different than anything Hoseok had tasted before he was addicted to it; his own arousal throbbing in his jeans as he began to bop his head up and down.

Sucking Minhyuk off was not an easy task but Hoseok took his time, much to the dismay of the blonde who let out an intensely audible moan when Hoseok managed to take him fully into his mouth. Hoseok almost choked as Minhyuk thrusted his hips against him but managed to keep going, teasingly bobbing his head at an agonizingly slow pace. He pulled his mouth all the way out, lightly trailing his tongue along the shaft before taking him back in again, repeating this several times over. Minhyuk roughly clutched a fistful of Hoseok’s hair, his breathing ragged.

“H-Hyung stop,” Minhyuk stammered, unable to suppress a moan. “Ah, please. I don’t think I’ll last much longer if you don’t.”

Hoseok pulled away, leaving a warm coat of saliva on Minhyuk’s cock. He licked his swollen lips and swallowed, a sharp salty taste lingering in his mouth. With a new hunger in his eyes he continued to stroke Minhyuk beneath him, having not let go of the base of his cock. Minhyuk groaned again, his blonde hair sticking to the sweat on his forehead; his face flushed and hot.

“I thought you said we didn’t have to stop?” Hoseok asked sarcastically, continuing to slowly stroke him.

“I know, but ah-” Minhyuk groaned, unable to get a full sentence out as Hoseok caressed his thumb over the tip of his cock, rubbing small circles against it. “I want you, hyung. Please.”

Minhyuk sat up, pulling Hoseok into a fierce, desperate kiss. The kiss was sloppy from how aroused they both were but neither noticed, too focused on relieving the need that had built up within them. When they finally pulled away Minhyuk abruptly unzipped Hoseok’s jeans and set a hand inside them, stroking him affectionately against his boxer briefs. Hoseok’s head fell back and he let out a deep groan, his eyes fluttering shut. For a moment he became lost in the sensation of Minhyuk touching him--feeling as if he could drown in it. The elder managed to open his eyes, licking his lips as he looked back at Minhyuk in brief concern.

“I’ve never done this before,” he admitted. He would’ve blushed had his face not been so reddened already from arousal.

“You’ve never had sex before?” Minhyuk asked, smirking. He managed to slip his fingers through the hole in Hoseok’s boxer briefs and the immediate contact of the blonde’s hand against his skin caused Hoseok to shudder.

“Not with… a guy,” Hoseok gasped, his eyes briefly closing again.

If Hoseok’s eyes were open he would’ve been able to see the slight grin that played upon Minhyuk’s face, biting his bottom lip as he continued to stroke his hyung.

“I can teach you,” Minhyuk replied, leaning over to run his tongue against Hoseok’s bottom lip as he continued to stroke him.

Hoseok wanted nothing more than to take Minhyuk into his mouth and kiss him fiercely, but the protector in him made him think otherwise. “What about your injuries? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Just shut up and kiss me, hyung,” Minhyuk replied, not waiting for an answer as he pushed his tongue into Hoseok’s mouth.

Hoseok moaned against him, holding the back of Minhyuk’s head as they kissed clumsily and full of need. The elder moved onto his knees and started to remove his pants as they kissed, forcing Minhyuk to withdraw his hand from its previous actions. Breaking from the kiss Hoseok pulled his jeans off and threw them aside, not bothering to look where they landed, before doing the same with his boxer briefs. In only a matter of seconds he was naked, pulling Minhyuk back into his lap to kiss him.

Minhyuk’s hand found its way back to Hoseok’s cock, a moan escaping from Hoseok’s throat as they kissed. The younger stroked him very slowly as Hoseok had done before, taking his time to caress the base before sliding his hand up along the shaft and teasing the tip with his thumb. Hoseok pulled away from the kiss and cursed, his head rolling to the side as Minhyuk continued.

“Do you want me?” Minhyuk asked, his lips against Hoseok’s ear. “Do you want me, hyung?”

“Ah, Minhyuk--” Hoseok moaned deeply, running his hands down the younger boy’s back before resting on his ass. “You have to tell me what to do.”

“Do you have any lube?” Minhyuk asked, nipping Hoseok’s ear. “Lube. Do you have any lube?”

“No, I don’t have anything like that,” Hoseok replied, gasping as Minhyuk gave him a light squeeze. Hoseok sighed--he didn’t have any condoms on him, either. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been intimate with somebody. It had been such a long time ago, and he never had the need to buy any sort of supplies, no matter what they were.

“We can do it the old fashioned way, then,” Minhyuk replied, removing his lips from Hoseok’s ear only to grab his hyung’s wrist instead. Hoseok was about to question him before the blonde took two of his fingers into his mouth, sucking on them thoroughly.

Hoseok attempted to suppress a moan, biting his bottom lip as he watched Minhyuk take his fingers into his mouth. Although he was sure it wouldn’t have felt as pleasurable as other things Minhyuk’s mouth might have been capable of doing, the sight in front of him was enough to make him weak. Minhyuk took his time to suck on Hoseok’s fingers, making sure they were thoroughly wet and coated with saliva before pulling away. Slowly he guided Hoseok’s wrist behind himself and towards his ass, and Hoseok understood what the younger was attempting to show him.

“Just one finger at a time,” Minhyuk stated, his face lightly flushing.

“Don’t worry,” Hoseok replied, kissing Minhyuk sweetly before doing what he was told.

Cautiously, Hoseok slid a finger inside Minhyuk’s entrance, pushing into him as slowly as possible. The blonde had set his hands on Hoseok’s shoulders, gripping them tightly as he straddled his elder’s lap. Hoseok paused for a few seconds before continuing to slide his finger all the way in, of which caused a groan to escape from the younger’s lips.

“Are you alright?” Hoseok asked, concerned.

“I’m okay; keep going,” Minhyuk replied.

Hoseok bit his lip, unsure if he should stop and call the whole thing off, but a small nudge from Minhyuk ushered him to continue. Hoseok slid his finger out slowly before pushing it back in, continuing the process a few times before picking up the speed slightly.

“You can add another,” Minhyuk said after a few minutes.

Hoseok listened to him like an attentive student, slowly sliding his second, middle finger with the first. Carefully, he moved his fingers fully into Minhyuk, who let out a short gasp. Hoseok stopped, now knowing to wait a few moments before continuing as Minhyuk became adjusted to the sensation. The younger’s arms were now wrapped around Hoseok’s shoulders; his head leaning on the crook of his neck.

“Okay,” Minhyuk stated.

“Are you sure, Minhyuk?” Hoseok asked.

“Please, hyung. I want this,” Minhyuk replied.

Hoseok slowly slid his fingers out and back in again, continuing to do the same as he had done before. He carefully picked up speed, curling his fingers as he did so, trying to stretch Minhyuk to the best of his ability. After a few more minutes Minhyuk’s grip around Hoseok’s shoulders tightened and he let out a soft moan, his hips bouncing back against his hyung’s hand.

“There, do it there,” Minhyuk stammered, gasping lightly.

Hoseok pulled his fingers out and pushed back in again, attempting to move them to the same spot that had made Minhyuk so flustered. Sliding his fingers all the way in and twisting them carefully, he was able to brush against something that caused Minhyuk to let out a pleasurable moan.

“A-ah, hyung,” Minhyuk said in a sigh, his nails briefly digging into the flesh of his hyung’s back.

Hoseok bit his lip, the sounds now emitting from the blonde sending shudders straight down into his aching erection. Biting his lip he concentrated on Minhyuk and Minhyuk alone, continuing to scissor his fingers in the exact way that seemed to make the younger boy convulse in pleasure.

“Add another,” Minhyuk said in a groan.

“Are you sure?” Hoseok asked.

“Yes, you have to,” the younger replied.

Before following Minhyuk’s direction Hoseok carefully removed his fingers and spit into his hand, the act itself disgusting but both boys paid no mind. With the extra lubrication Hoseok slid two fingers back into the blonde’s entrance and slowly began to add a third, the immediate tightness causing Minhyuk’s body to tense.

Hoseok kissed Minhyuk’s shoulder as the blonde tightened his grip around him, letting out slow breaths. The elder waited a few moments before continuing, pushing his fingers in at a steady pace so that he wouldn’t hurt him. When he had finally managed to slide all three fingers fully inside he pulled them out carefully and continued the process, waiting to see if Minhyuk’s reaction would change.

When Minhyuk’s grip around Hoseok had loosened he began to curl his fingers as he pushed them inside, picking up the pace and trying to find that same spot he had before. Pushing them fully inside and curling them upwards caused Minhyuk’s breath to hitch in his throat and he moaned. Hoseok smirked and moved faster, brushing his fingers against the same spot inside him, the action receiving another audible moan from the blonde.

“Does that feel good?” he asked, slowly sliding his fingers out and back in again.

Minhyuk replied in another groan, now rocking his hips down into Hoseok’s hand. Hoseok curled his fingers again just to tease him, and Minhyuk practically screamed in pleasure.

Hoseok couldn’t take it anymore. Assuming that Minhyuk was prepped enough he pulled his fingers out and spit into his hand one last time, coating the saliva on his cock. Minhyuk let out a disappointed groan when Hoseok had done so, his lips pouting.

“Okay, are you ready?” Hoseok asked, still ever-so-concerned.

Minhyuk answered for him by slowly lowering himself on Hoseok’s cock, the sudden intrusion causing his body to yet again tense. Although Hoseok knew that it must have been painful Minhyuk didn’t stop, cautiously sliding himself further down on his hyung as Hoseok lightly kissed his neck. Hoseok wanted nothing more than to fuck the life out of Minhyuk--the tightness enveloping his aching erection made him see stars--but he managed to control himself

When Minhyuk had fully lowered himself down onto him, Hoseok was ready to scream but suppressed it with a low moan instead, his fingers digging into Minhyuk’s hips. The blonde seemed to quickly adjust as he let out a throaty moan when Hoseok’s cock was fully inside of him.

“Hyung, you feel good,” Minhyuk groaned, grinding his hips further down onto Hoseok.

Hoseok moaned and replied by rocking his hips up against him and pulled Minhyuk into a desperate kiss. Minhyuk’s tongue claimed Hoseok’s mouth as he started to move against him, slowly pulling himself off of Hoseok’s cock before sliding back down. Hoseok groaned into Minhyuk’s mouth, breaking away from the kiss in order to bury his face in Minhyuk’s shoulder as the blonde picked up the pace.

“Shit, Minhyuk,” Hoseok exclaimed, breathing hard. The sensation was completely different than anything he had previously felt before. Minhyuk felt so tight around him and Hoseok felt like he was ready to burst.

Minhyuk briefly looked down at Hoseok and practically grinned as he fucked him--a snarky smile on his lips. He had his arms wrapped around Hoseok’s shoulders; his hands in his hair as he started to fuck him harder. Hoseok’s own hips rocked upwards to meet with Minhyuk’s every time he slammed downwards, the sound of skin slapping against skin and hot, rapid breathing the only audible sounds coming from the room.

“Do I feel good, hyung?” Minhyuk asked, his breath against Hoseok’s ear.

Hoseok had to close his eyes and concentrate in order to stop himself from coming too soon from the remark. Instead he cursed and mumbled Minhyuk’s name, burying his head against Minhyuk’s shoulder. Knowing he was close he wrapped one hand around Minhyuk’s leaking erection and began to stroke him, making Minhyuk toss his head back and moan. As Minhyuk picked up the pace Hoseok pumped him faster, his other hand gripping Minhyuk’s hip as he slammed down onto him.

“A-ah, I’m close,” Minhyuk stammered, his movements now becoming clumsy.

Hoseok stroked him faster and fucked him harder, all too desperate to reach climax. He cursed again when he felt Minhyuk suddenly tighten around him as he came, moaning his hyung’s name as he spilled into Hoseok’s hand. Unable to hold it in any longer Hoseok quickly followed suit, thrusting up into Minhyuk one last time as he came, moaning uncontrollably.

Minhyuk slumped on top of Hoseok after his climax subsided, his arms still wrapped around Hoseok’s neck and his hands tangled in his hair. Hoseok let out a mild groan; sweat stinging his eyes when he finally opened them. He released his hand around Minhyuk’s cock, wiping the come off on the bed before wrapping his arm around Minhyuk’s waist and holding him close. Neither of the bothered to move for a few moments despite the sensitivity Hoseok was feeling as his cock was still buried in the younger boy.

Finally Minhyuk carefully lifted himself off of Hoseok and fell back on the mattress, letting out a small groan that was mixed with both pain and pleasure. Although Hoseok still felt like he was coming down he tentatively leaned over Minhyuk and pushed his bangs away from his forehead and lightly kissed his face.

“Are you okay?” Hoseok asked, rubbing his thumb against Minhyuk’s cheek.

“Mm, more than okay,” Minhyuk replied in a small smile.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Of course not,” Minhyuk replied in a light laugh. “Why are you always like this, hyung?”

“I don’t know, because I like you, I guess,” Hoseok replied, gently laughing.

“Oh yeah?” Minhyuk teased.

Hoseok sighed and shook his head, smiling. “Don’t make fun of me, Minhyuk. You know I’m not good at expressing my feelings.”

Minhyuk rolled his eyes. “Hyung?”

“What?” Hoseok asked.

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

The end.

[joonbug22]

Sweet Things (Barista!Minhyuk AU)

Pairing: Female Reader x Barista!Minhyuk

Word Count: 1,212

Genre: Fluff mainly. Some mature language, but nothing wild.

“Don’t look now, but hottie barista is staring dead at you,” your best friend Kyra said to you under her breath.

It was the end of summer, but the heat of the season remained even through the start of the leaves turning red. The temperature was not lowering anytime soon, so y'all decided to dip into the new cafe that opened up, hoping to cool off in the AC and get something icy to sip on.

“Nuh-uh,” you said in disbelief still caught up in the shenanigans on your Instagram feed.

“Yeah, he totally is,” she smacked the table between you, getting your attention from your phone. “Okay look,” she finally instructed. You placed your phone on the tabletop and discretely peaked over your shoulder to behind the counter.

You almost swallowed your tongue when your eyes met his. Even though for a second, from across the room, his dark brown eyes became captivating and everyone else in the room stopped moving. He continued working, his lithe fingers moved to add whipped cream to top off a drink. You didn’t stop your eyes from moving up to completely check him out. His arms were thin, however, toned in his cotton polo. You couldn’t help but stare: his shoulders, his neck, and that jawline. If God was a Korean man, you were sure this is what he’d look like. Why would God be working in a coffee shop? You weren’t quite sure, but even if it wasn’t God, this had to be a sign from Her.

You could’ve sat there all day, staring at him- that’s if you weren’t interrupted from your thoughts by your name being called. It wasn’t Kyra who had called out to you though. This voice was raspy, almost sultry- okay not God, the devil.

“Your caramel frappe and iced coffee are ready,” you realized it was those perfectly pink lips of the world’s sexiest coffee boy that had called your name.

“Oh that’s me,” you jumped out of your seat, skipping to the pickup area of the cafe.

He waited patiently as you dodged through the labyrinth of tables and people, trying not to bump into anyone. It was particularly crowded for it being such a warm day outside. Like, who drinks coffee in this heat? Oh yeah, you do.

“Here are your drinks, miss,” the beautiful man offered you a kind smile that rivaled the shine of the sun. He handed you the drinks and his hands were so warm when they brushed against your own.

“Oh,” you pushed the frappe back towards him. “Can I get extra whipped cream? Sorry I didn't ask beforehand.”

“It’s no problem,” he winked at you before topping off the drink well over the top of the dome lid. “Here ya go. Is that extra enough for you?” he slid your cup across the counter to you.

“Perfect,” you smiled shyly before dipping your finger into the overflowing mountain of white and bringing it to your mouth.

“Great,” his distinct Adam's apple bobbed up and down and then you received two thumbs up from your new favorite barista. You couldn't help but notice the very tips of his ears turning a bright red. Was the whipped cream thing too crude?

“Thanks so much,” you leaned towards him, trying to get a better look at his name tag. “Min-hyuk?” you sounded it out as if you were asking if you had pronounced it correctly. A quick nod reassured you that you had. “Such a cute name for such a cute boy.” you unwrapped a straw for yourself. “Anyways, I'll let you get back to your work. Thanks again Minhyuk.” You wrapped your lips around the straw and proceeded to head back to your respective table.

“Damn girl, what took you so long to get two drinks?” Kyra took a sip from her ice coffee. “My ice all melted and shit. Next time, I’m picking them up.”

“Oh hush, Ky,” you uncrossed and crossed your legs and uncrossed them once more, glancing over your shoulder to behind the counter.

“What's wrong with you,” you best friend sensed your uneasiness. “Did you propose to dude or something?”

“No," you said defensively.

“Then why are you so fidgety?”

“Because,” you took in a breath. “I was kinda bold just now.” You winced at your own words. You were typically the shy type, never one to speak first, let alone go up to a guy and just start flirting. You didn’t know what had gotten into you in the spare of the moment, but you had a tiny Shia Labeouf in the back of your head telling you to “just do it!” so you did it.

“You mean bold?” Kyra pried. “Or do you mean bold, bold?”

“Oh my god. He’s coming over right now”

“Oh, so you bold, bold.”

“Ky, there's no time for twitter memes. What do I say to him?”

“I believe it was an Insta meme,” she corrected you.

“Say to who?” Minhyuk’s throaty voice came as a surprise to you, him being to close, so quickly.

“To you,” you dragged out the single syllable of each word as you turned your body to completely face him. “Um- aren't you supposed to be working?”

“Yeah, but I asked to take my break early,” he removed his cap, running a hand through disheveled hair, and for a moment you wondered if he’d look this good first thing in the morning with bed head.

“How do you like your eggs in the morning?” you blurted out, unable to keep your mouth from moving on its own. Minhyuk cracked a half smile, ears showcasing their tomato color once again.  

“Well won’t you look at the time,” Kyra glanced at an imaginary watch on her wrist. “I just remembered that it’s my bedtime.”

“Kyra, you do not go to bed at 2:33pm,” you made ‘don’t leave me alone. You know I don't know how to talk to men’ eyes at her and suddenly the bitch was blind.

“Yeah,” she got up from the table, gathering her things. “I usually don’t, however, I happen to have a thing at 2 am and need to get to sleep pretty soon.” she faked a yawn. “Have fun y’all,” she made a lewd gesture with both hands and then she was out the door. Minhyuk took her seat at the table.

“So,” you found yourself saying that word much longer than you anticipated.

“So,” Minhyuk imitated you, elongating the word in a similar fashion. “Why do you take so much cream on your frappes?”

“Because I like sweet things,” you said with a shrug as if the answer was that simple. To you it was. “Why did you take your break early?” you cocked your head to the side, curls falling into your face. Minhyuk mirrored you.

“Because,” your body stilled when Minhyuk’s hand came near and pushed the strands behind your ear. “I too enjoy sweet things.” He said it as if the answer was simple. To him it was.

Your palms immediately came up to cover your cheeks, feeling them fill up with heat. Minhyuk only smiled in reply to your reaction, delighted to see that he had the same effect on you as you had on him.