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𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊 / 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

in a world where guardians remained concealed from human eyes, minseok found himself at the heart of a cosmic shift when you, a reluctant demon, were forced to follow the new rules of the astral realm, which led to you coming in direct contact with your human. but, you weren't the only one with powers; minseok had somehow managed to chip away at your icy demeanour with ease.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: guardian au, fluff

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 7.6k

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: alcohol consumption, kissing, minor mentions of death

𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆: teen

BEFORE ANYONE COMES AT MY HEAD i originally wrote this last year as a secret santa gift but i deleted my account so i'm slowly reposting all my old stories. if you've read it before and it seems a little bit different, it's because i rewrote it to fit my current writing style, but the story ends exactly the same as it did before. if this is your first time reading it, hiiiii i hope you like it <3

Minseok’s eyes stirred beneath his eyelids, the gentle caress of the morning sun coaxing him awake. As much as he tried to cling to the remnants of sleep, he just couldn’t fight it off much longer. His eyes fluttered open, and he found himself gazing at the ceiling, his voice a mumbled whisper, oblivious to the presence in the room.

Since midnight, you’d been silently watching him, waiting for the moment he woke up so you could step out of the shadows and introduce yourself. It was a new rule imposed by the astral realm, an attempt to strengthen the bond between humanity and astral beings. However, you preferred the old way – the anonymity of helping from the background. The new rule didn’t entirely change that, so you begrudgingly accepted it.

Slowly, you channelled your energy into materialising before him. As expected, his mouth opened in a silent scream, terror etched across his face. You sighed; humans were so predictable.

“Sorry, I just hate unnecessary noise. I hope you understand,” you said, your insincerity thinly veiled.

“Who the hell are you? Are you doing this?” he mouthed, his voice still imprisoned, yet the terror and slight anger were very much felt by you.

“Your guardian demon, and yes,” you responded. Simultaneously, you unleashed enough energy to make your eyes glow, further evidence that you weren’t just an intruder who broke into his home. “And no, I’m not from hell,” you added, already foreseeing the inevitable question.

You restored his voice, observing as the panic in his eyes gradually shifted into confusion. A million questions brewed within him, and despite your eagerness to leave, you were open to answering a few of them.

“Are you sure you don’t mean angel? Guardian angel?” he asked cautiously.

You might have taken offence to his question had it not been for the familiarity of it all. Humans, you learned, instinctively recoiled at the mere mention of the word ‘demon,’ their minds clouded by preconceived notions. Still, you hoped for just one person to recognise the ‘guardian; aspect of your title.

“If I meant angel, I would’ve said it,” you responded dryly. “There’s a shortage of active guardian angels. Most of them retired because they can’t handle the burden of constant moral purity. It takes a saint to secure an angel these days, but I’d say you’re very close to it.”

Your knowledge was meticulous; you had been presented with a biography of sorts, outlining the key facet’s about your human’s existence. His biggest offence appeared to be his casual alcohol consumption, which you didn’t think was a major issue; just stupidity. Regardless, whether you were an angel or demon, your goal was clear – protect him. How you went about it, however, differed from the angelic approach.

His brows arched, a flurry of questions battling in his mind. Though, you couldn’t peer into his thoughts, you knew exactly what question he wanted to know the answer to most of all: ‘What the hell is happening?’

But, you wouldn’t answer it, because it was take too long to explain why humans were so self-destructive that they couldn’t navigate existence alone, and why astral beings, like ethereal lifeguards, were compelled to rescue them from their own abyss of recklessness. It was all too intricate to unravel in a few minutes.

“This is… so overwhelming,” he murmured.

“You’ll get used to it,” you assured him. “You won’t be seeing much of me anyway,” you mentioned, thought you purposely left out that only he wouldn’t be able to see you, and that you’d be with him every second of every day. You’d learned to keep that detail to yourself after seeing how unsettled your last human became at the thought of being constantly monitored.

“When can I see you?” he asked.

“Fascinating,” you hummed. “Just a moment ago, you were terrified. Now you want to know when you can see me.”

A blush tinted his cheeks, his words stumbling as he tried to clear up the misunderstanding. “N-No, it’s just… curiosity, that’s all. I’m not trying to— I mean, you’re very pre—”

“Calm down; I’m joking,” you interrupted, shaking your head. Humans were so easily flustered; it was almost comical. “You’ll see me if I decide to use enough energy to show up.”

“Ah, alright,” he nodded. “Can anyone else see you, or is it just me?”

“Just you,” you confirmed. While you could, theoretically, reveal yourself to everyone, it would take a significant toll on your energy, and you would only be visible for a fleeting moment. “I assume you don’t have any more questions, right?”

“Well, actually—”

“Great, then I’ll leave. I use so much energy to be here, and I appreciate your consideration in saving your questions for later. Goodbye!”

With that, you vanished, at least to his perception. You watched him cycle through a spectrum of emotions, trying to wrap his head around what had just happened before he finally abandoned his questions and rolled out of bed.

Minseok led an uneventful existence, something that worked well for you. One of your past humans had perpetually kept you on edge, courting danger with every reckless choice. Minseok, however, gave you the opportunity to do nothing but observe – his meticulous cleaning, cooking, his commitment to physical fitness, and his occasional meetings with his friends.

It was only two weeks later that you found yourself anxiously monitoring him as he walked around his friend’s house, where you watched him consume drink after drink, almost robotically. As the night went on, their recklessness escalated, and your heart plummeted on multiple occasions, fearing that you would have to intervene. But, Minseok managed to stop himself from going too far each time. Still, every movement sent anxiety coursing through your veins.

Yet, somehow, you managed to find endearment in his drunken laughter.

His giggles had a melodic quality, a contagious joy that infected everyone around him; even you. Despite your unease, you couldn’t help but smile whenever he did, regardless of how unfunny the joke was. There was something irresistible about his sparkling eyes and infectious laughter that tugged at your heart.

However, by the time he got home, all his laughter turned into groans as the consequences of his excessive drinking took root. He collapsed onto his bed, silently begging his vision to stabilise, each deep breath a defence against the impending nausea. All you could do was shake your head.

“Put me out of my misery,” he pleaded, and you sensed that it was directed at you.

So, you showed up at the foot of his bed, heaving a disapproving sigh. “I can’t help you. You knew what would happen if you drank as much as you did. This isn’t your first time, and it definitely won’t be your last.”

“It will,” he asserted, covering his face before groaning into his palms. “I swear, I’m never drinking again,” he vowed, though even he understood the hollowness of his promise.

“Minseok,” you sighed. “Let’s be realistic.”

An unusual silence settled between you, Minseok removing his hands from his face, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as a faint smile danced on his lips. “You called my name,” he said softly.

You narrowed your eyes, your glare directed at him. “I did. So?”

“I… don’t know,” he sighed. “I just realised that I don’t know your name. Do you even have a name?”

“My name isn’t important,” you replied. “I’m here solely to protect you.”

“That’s not fair; you know my name,” he protested, lips forming a pout. You couldn’t suppress a faint twitch at the corners of your lips, which quickly dissipated as if it were a muscle spasm.

“If I had a choice, I wouldn’t bother learning it.”

“You’re lying,” he said, a smile gracing his lips. “It’s cute when you do that.”

A strange sensation tugged at you, a knot unravelling deep within your chest. You took in two deep breaths, attempting to banish the feeling before you spoke again. Your voice, usually brimming with confidence, faltered.

“You can’t even see me,” you said, your words bearing a vulnerability your hardly showed. “Just… lie on your side,” you instructed.

“Why? Is it because you want me to look at you?” he asked.

“No, you absolute idiot,” you retorted, a hint of exasperation in your voice. “I’m on even at the side of the bed. It’s because you drank a lot, and you’re going to feel even more nauseous within the next thirty minutes. Now lie on your side before I do it for you. And I promise, you won’t like it if I have to move you.”

He let out a thoughtful hum and complied, shifting to his side, exhaling audibly. For a moment, it seemed like he had fallen asleep, but then he stirred and you heard his voice again.

“I have a question.”

“An endless amount, I assume,” you sighed. “What is it?”

“Were you born a demon? If not, why did you choose to be a demon? What's the difference between and angel and a demon? Oh—”

“I’m shocked you have the energy to ask so many questions considering your stomach is fighting a war right now,” you remarked.

“Talking distracts me,” he explained, punctuated by a deep inhale.

You rolled your eyes, and though you outwardly expressed annoyance, you couldn’t help but admire his persistence despite the fact that he was still afraid of you. However, you also expected his newfound bravery would fade once the alcohol did.

“Fine. I was born a demon, and there isn’t much of a difference between demons and angels physically; we only have different wings. Angels are generally always good, though, while demons can range from good to morally reprehensible,” you clarified.

“Where do you fall, then?” he asked.

Your position lied somewhere in between, though you were much closer to being good than you would have liked to admit. You still wanted him to fear you, so you opted for ambiguity, allowing the uncertainty to linger. “I’ll let you figure it out yourself,” you replied, moving to the side of the bed and sitting cross-legged to be at his eye level. You’d felt something a moment ago, and you had to look into his eyes for extra confirmation; he was feeling slightly better.

He blinked, a lopsided, tired smile forming on his lips. “I’ve been taught that all demons are evil and violent, but you’re really nice, I think,” he commented, his voice tinged with a hint of drowsiness. “Granted, this is only my second time talking to you, but I’ve been told I’m really good at reading people.”

“What are you talking about? I haven’t been nice to you at all,” you retorted, suppressing your own amusement. He was lucky that you had no intentions of killing him. “You just think that I’m pretty. That’s the only reason you want to believe I’m nice.”

“How do you know— Oh, wait,” he chuckled, realisation dawning. “I kinda said that the first time we met, didn’t I?”

You nodded. “Yes, you did.”

“Well, I do think you’re pretty,” he admitted. “And maybe I am blinded by how I look at you. I don’t know,” he mused. “Do you think I’m pretty?”

The air in the room thickened, your entire body reacting to his question with a sudden intensity you couldn’t fathom. You swallowed hard before responding with a stammer.

“Why do you want to know?” you asked, your voice faltering. “Does my opinion really matter?”

“I’m just curious,” he replied with a yawn. “You don’t have to answer, though. Not that I can force you, anyway.”

You sighed, realising there was no harm in answering him. “Yes, I do think you’re pretty,” you admitted, surprised at the pressure that seemed to swallow your entire being, despite the insignificance of the statement. “But that doesn’t change—”

“Really?” His voice pitched higher with excitement, his lips stretching into a broad smile. He then proceeded to turn his glee into a song, consisting of the lyrics ‘my demon thinks I’m pretty’ on a harmonious loop.

You rolled your eyes and stifled his voice for a second, just to remind him of what you were capable of. But, despite that, you couldn’t hold back the smile that came to your lips. He was such a peculiar human, but not necessarily in a bad way.

The only problem was that your chest would not calm down.

“Just go to sleep. You’re clearly tired.”

He pouted and hummed, just to make sure his voice was back. “Are you tired?”

Considering you’d been there for a while, you should have been. But, you had enough energy to last for centuries, though it wasn’t concerning enough for you to think about it for too long. “Worry about yourself,” you replied. “Good night, Minseok.”

Then you were gone.

He fell asleep shortly after you left, and you watched him sleep soundly throughout the night, while you were left with nothing but your thoughts. Namely, trying to figure out why Minseok stood out to you so much after one drunken interaction.

He was far from being the most outlandish human you’d ever come across, nor was he interesting. And yet, he made you… curious. Which didn’t happen often, because you’d spent so much time on earth, so much time around humans, that you’d already found the answers to most of your questions.

Before you knew it, sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting warm, patterned light on his face. He opened his eyes with a groan for only a second before he sat up with his eyes squeezed shut and his head in his hands, whispered curses tumbling past his lips.

All of this just to end up drinking again. You couldn’t help but sigh.

His splitting headache kept him sluggish for most of the day, unable to do much but eat light meals, take pain killers, and try his best to stay far away from bright lights. It was only when the sun began to set that he seemed to feel a little better. Though still not his usual self, he had garnered enough energy to make himself a proper meal.

You watched him comb through the cupboards and refrigerator until he finally decided on something and started gathering everything he needed while muttering something about needing to go grocery shopping soon.

He looked at all the ingredients laid out before him with his lips pursed and hands on his hips. “By the way, thanks for being there for me last night. I’m sorry if I said anything weird. I know it’s not an excuse, but I was drunk, and... I’m starting to feel a little insane here,” he sighed, shoulders falling. “I’m... talking to dead air, aren’t I? Can you even hear me?”

You could have easily ignored him, let him believe that he was talking to himself and move on, but for some reason, it didn’t feel right to do that. So, you appeared right next to him, causing him to leap halfway in the air.

“Why are you scared? You were talking to me, weren’t you?”

He clutched his chest, while his other hand held the counter to make up for his unreliable knees. “I was but... you can’t just show up like that! You could’ve warned me first,” he said, breathless.

You pursed your lips then shook your head. “I don’t think so. Scaring you is a lot more fun.”

After taking a moment to catch his breath, he stood up straight and cleared his throat. “Anyway, like I was saying, I can’t exactly remember much of what was said last night, but I do remember calling you pretty, and you calling me pretty…”

Your heart raced at the memory, but you managed to not let it show outwardly, responding with a casual shrug. “Yeah, I know. I was there.”

“Well… I’m sorry,” he apologized once again.

“For calling me pretty?”

“No! I mean, yes… but, I just thought I made you uncomfortable, you know? I do think you’re pretty, but…” He paused, then soughed out a laugh, shaking his head. “You just wanted me to call you pretty again.”

It wasn’t your intention; you just wanted to tease him a little, to make him scramble to find the right words so that you would spare his life. But hearing him call you pretty again…

“Nope. But, if you wanna say it again, I won’t stop you.”

He laughed again, this time deep from his chest, dramatically throwing his head back. “You’re really funny,” he whispered. “So, um… I’m about to cook dinner. Do you eat regular… well, um… human food? If so, you can stay if you want to.”

“Well, normally I don’t. Astral beings don’t have to eat,” you explained. “But, I do indulge in human food from time to time, so I guess I can have dinner with you.”

“Doesn’t it get boring? Not eating, I mean.”

“Kinda,” you shrugged. “That’s why I eat human food whenever I can. Though, we can’t eat every day; it makes us sluggish, and I kind of have to be on alert at all times to make sure nothing happens to you.”

“Oh,” he said with a small frown. “I was hoping we could do this again if it went well.”

“Why would you want to do that?” You cocked your head slightly to the side, raising an eyebrow. It was baffling that he wasn’t afraid of you, and instead of actively trying to keep you away, he was being friendly and welcoming. You hadn’t done anything to warrant him being so inviting, and while it was a nice surprise, it only left you with questions that you couldn’t immediately find an answer to.

The biggest one being, why did speaking to him make your chest feel like it held a fluttering bird?

“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Is it weird?”

“Incredibly weird. Don’t I scare you?” You knew that you hadn’t done much for him to cower in fear, but the mere fact that you were a demon was usually enough for humans to express nothing but sheer terror. And yet here he was, inviting you to have dinner with him, and being disappointed that you couldn’t eat with him every day. Minseok was truly the strangest human you had ever come across.

“A little, yes,” he answered. “Not that you’re a monster or anything; it’s just—”

“Oh, I get it. You’re being nice to me so I won’t kill you.”

“I’ve thought about it, I can’t lie. And I can’t completely say that it’s not lingering somewhere in my mind. I’m not just being nice because I don’t want you to kill me; I’m being nice because you haven’t done anything to hurt me. Besides, you’re nice in your own way,” he said, his voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

“I just can’t understand you,” you mumbled as he turned away from you. “Anyway, um… I’ll come back when I feel like you’re done.”

“Alright,” he nodded. “I won’t be too long.”

He was true to his word, but you observed how he fretted over every detail, agonising over whether the onions and garlic had spend too much time in the frying pan, if he’d been too generous with the cheese, or if the salt had been overly abundant. He was quite stressed the entire time.

When he finally finished, he set two plates on the dining table and sat down, anxiously awaiting your arrival. And so you did, startling him once again as you took your seat directly across from him.

“I’m glad you came back. I was genuinely afraid that you wouldn’t,” he confessed with a nervous laugh, gesturing towards the pasta in front of you with a nod. “Please let me know what you think. I’m eager to hear your thoughts.”

You weren’t very picky; most human food was good to you, but you allowed him to sit at the edge of his seat, attempting unsuccessfully to appear nonchalant as he watched you take your first bite.

To your surprise, the meal was not just good; it was amazing. You raised your eyebrows and let out a contented hum. Then you watched as his shoulders relaxed a bit as he smiled down at his own food. “It’s really good. I’m genuinely surprised by how delicious it is.”

“Thank you,” he hummed. “I remember the last time I made this.”

You remembered as well. He made it for his friend, Kyungsoo, so he could critique it since he valued his culinary expertise. His response was that it lacked flavour, and although he was somewhat disappointed, it appeared that he’d taken the advice to heart.

Yet, you listened as if you knew nothing, as he recounted stories about his friends, his childhood, and events from just hours ago. His enthusiasm for sharing his life story with you was kind of endearing, and at some point, it began to feel like you were hearing them for the first time. You even found yourself asking questions that you already knew the answers too.

Both of you had finished your meal, but you remained seated and talked for nearly two hours, laughter filling the air. It felt like you’d only been there for a fleeting moment, even after eating human food. What was even more confusing was that you were actually looking forward to staying a bit longer.

“I’ve been talking about myself so much, but you haven’t told me anything about yourself,” he remarked. “So… tell me about yourself,” he said, now significantly more at ease than when you first showed up that evening.

“What would you like to know? And before you ask, I won’t tell you my name.”

“Damn,” he muttered. “Well, what did you do before becoming a guardian?”

“Do you really wanna know that?”

“Yes,” he nodded. “Unless it’s something you’d rather not talk about.”

“I don’t mind; it’s just not very interesting,” you replied with a shrug. “Well, demons aren’t born; we’re spawned, whether it’s from anger, joy, or annoyance. In my case, I was spawned from my father’s grief. His wife was banished from the astral realm, and he couldn’t see her again, so he cried until I materialised from his tears. Naturally, my purpose from then on was to help humans deal with grief by appearing in their dreams as their loved ones, specifically to help then find closure and move forward. After a few years, I was allowed to give that up, and then I started allowing humans to summon me for favours, and eventually I got tired of that and became a guardian.”

He sat there, hanging on every word you uttered, nodding as if genuinely interested. “So, why did you choose to become a guardian?”

It was a question you had when you had initially become a guardian; why, when you had such disdain for humans for as long as you could remember? The simple answer was that you didn’t truly despise humanity as a whole; most were just a bit insufferable. There were both good and bad people, just as there were both good and bad demons.

But, you didn’t say any of this. Instead, you said, “Because humans are idiots.”

“Fair enough,” he acknowledged. “Well, tonight has been amazing. I’d love to learn more about you, but you’re probably tired, so I guess it’s time to wrap this up.”

“I suppose so,” you concurred, still unwilling to decipher what your newfound boundless energy meant, although you were starting form a suspicion.

“I’m not entirely sure what happens when you leave, but have a… safe journey home? I’m not sure.”

You nodded, but you didn’t leave immediately. Instead, you gazed at him while an odd sensation swirled in your stomach, accompanied by even more perplexing thoughts coursing through your mind. Eventually, you took a deep breath and spoke. “Can we… make this a weekly thing?”

His eyes widened slightly, and he glanced around before meeting your gaze once more. “Do you genuinely mean that, or are you just being sarcastic?”

“I mean it,” you affirmed. “If it means that much to you, then…” You couldn’t even admit to yourself that it was more for your sake than his. Acknowledging that would have felt like surrendering your last shred of dignity.

“Well, thank you. I’d love to do this every week,” he chuckled, a smile gracing his lips as he pushed his hair away from his face. “Good night.”

“Good night, Minseok.”

And so a new routine was established.

You weren’t particularly rigid, accustomed to finding yourself in peculiar situations, but falling into a routing with Minseok proved much easier than anticipated. You would show up every time he called you, and sometimes you would share a meal, but you always stayed by his side as he cooked, staying for about an hour after he finished eating before returning to your distant observation.

This pattern persisted for about a month before Minseok decided to change things up a bit.

“I kind of feel like watching a movie now,” he remarked as he cleared your plates. “Do you have enough energy to stay, or is that asking too much?”

“It depends,” you mused. “What are we watching?”

“Well...”

You rolled your eyes, his response giving away the answer. “It’s a demon movie, isn’t it?” You chuckled lightly when he nodded meekly. “You’re so predictable, but sure, why not. I assume you expect me to point out the inaccuracies, right?”

“I thought it might be fun,” he mumbled.

“You’re so...” You bit your tongue, refraining from completing your sentence with the word ‘adorable.’ You shook your head, attempting to banish that thought, but it persisted, echoing in your mind as he gazed at you with those enchanting eyes. You released a sigh and closed your eyes briefly. “Let’s just watch the movie.”

As the movie began, it followed the typical horror movie narrative: a fresh start after enduring a terrible storm, optimism for a brighter future, and an obliviousness to the strange occurrences in their new home.

Demons didn’t haunt for the sake of it; they only did so to fulfil a favour. Toying with humans was not particularly entertaining, after all.

As the plot unfolded, the demon grew bolder, directly attacking anyone in the house, displaying mindless and violent tendencies. You had watched numerous demon movies with awful depictions of demons, and while you couldn’t claim this was the worst, it was certainly far from the best.

You observed Minseok squirming in his seat, and a thought crossed your mind: was that how he perceived you? A thoughtless, violent monster?

A sinking feeling settled in your stomach. Initially, you had wanted him to be scared of you, but now you weren’t so sure. You released a frustrated sigh, a range of emotions coursing through you.

You continued watching the movie, and near its conclusion, you became aware of how heavy your eyelids had become. You guessed you had become too accustomed to your recent boundless energy, and now it was catching up with you. But you couldn’t afford to sleep; you couldn’t simply leave Minseok unattended because you had been careless with your energy management.

Yet each blink brought a sense of bliss, and your eyes remained closed for a fraction longer each time. Then you heard Minseok’s frantic voice, momentarily bringing alertness back to your body.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, watching as his panic escalated.

“You kept... flickering. One moment you were here, then gone, then back again,” he explained with a growing sense of urgency. “Are you...”

“Dying? No, that’s impossible. I’m just tired, and I’m having trouble maintaining—”

Before you could finish your sentence, you realised you had vanished once more, and Minseok was, once again, in a state of panic.

“Damn, was it the food?”

You took a deep breath and exerted more energy, although with your exhaustion, you appeared as if you were a ghost, your physical form translucent. “Calm down. I’m fine.”

He took a few deep breaths to regain his composure and nodded. “Sorry, I just... I’m worried about you. What happens when you sleep?”

“Don’t worry about me; worry about yourself. If I fall asleep, you’ll be vulnerable. I can’t allow that.”

He took a moment to contemplate, a bit too long, as your body began to slowly fade from his view. When he finally realised, a torrent of words tumbled from his mouth. “I won’t do anything stupid; I’ll be extra cautious. I’ll stay away sharp objects, watch my step, I won’t eat solid food—”

“I’m not going to sleep.”

“Please? I’m concerned about you.”

You sighed as he regarded you with those eyes again. For a human, he possessed more power than he was aware of. “If you die while I’m asleep, I’ll find your soul and torment you for the rest of eternity.”

“I’m okay with that,” he said with a smile. “Good night... I still don’t know your name.”

A gut feeling urged you to simply tell him. There was no harm in it, after all. And maybe, it was the first step toward dispelling his fear of you. With the last remnants of your energy, you uttered your name.

And for the brief moment you were awake after vanishing from his sight, you witnessed him smile and silently mouth the syllables.

You woke up the following morning, invigorated and rejuvenated, while Minseok occupied an uncomfortable spot on the couch, his mouth slightly agape. Had he really spent the entire night there? His eyelids fluttered open, as if sensing your presence, and he stretched his arms above his head, his gaze scanning the room in a half-asleep haze before he murmured your name.

You were already regretting your decision.

“Did you stay here all night?” you asked, appearing before him. He greeted you with a faint smile and a drowsy ‘good morning’ before stretching again.

“I didn’t realize how tired I was until after you left, so I kind of crashed on the couch.”

“Well, your muscles are probably stiff now, but at least you managed to keep yourself alive. I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you,” he replied with a smile. “And I’m sorry for asking for so much from you.”

“It’s not entirely your fault. I don’t blame you,” you assured him. “It might not seem like it, but astral beings are very emotional, and we tend to be affected by strong emotions. The movie kind of... bothered me,” you reluctantly confessed.

“I understand,” he nodded. “I feel guilty.”

“Well, don’t. I’m alright, and so are you. That’s all that matters.”

He beamed, chuckling a bit as he softly called your name under his breath. “You’re being oddly nice. I like it; it’s adorable.”

You laughed and shook your head, rolling your eyes. “Alright, Minseok; are you gonna make a habit of saying my name for no reason?”

He shrugged, “Maybe.”

“Goodbye.”

You continued your routine of meeting once a week, though Minseok had become extra cautious, asking you a million times if you were sure it was a good choice whenever you asked him for food, and only giving you the tiniest portion when he finally relented.

It would have been annoying if not for the fact that it was a bit endearing.

It took a month for him to let down his guard a bit, suggesting a movie.

“It’s a romantic comedy; no demons, I swear. Just two humans falling in love and making lame jokes along the way,” he promised. “If you think you can’t handle it, please let me know.”

“I don’t like romance,” you replied. “But I don’t care enough to have strong emotions towards it.”

“You don’t strike me as the type. Probably because it’s unrealistic, I assume.”

“I don’t like that you know me this well.”

“I mean, it’s only natural; I’ve been spending a lot of time with you. You’ve mentioned how you feel like humans have an idealised view of life and it makes us stupid,” he recalled. “But, like I’ve said before, that’s what makes life exciting. So, yeah, it’s a corny movie, but it’s fun, and I like laughing.”

“How do you know it’s not because I’ve never experienced romance? That I only feel the way I do because it’s not something I’m familiar with and I’m desperate to know how it feels to be in someone’s loving embrace?”

“As gorgeous as you are? I find that hard to believe that you don’t have all the other astral beings lining up to be with you.”

“Flattery gets you nowhere.”

You hadn’t exactly experienced romance, not to the extent that you felt like you should have; only a few flash-in-the-pan relationships that you hardly cared to even consider actual relationships. So, there was a bit of truth in your sarcasm.

“It might; you never know.”

He played the movie, and it started out exactly how you had expected. A perpetually overwhelmed woman who refused to admit that she had feelings for her annoying male friend in fear of ruining their friendship, and also because she felt like he was far out of her league, despite the fact that he was sending signals that he was interested in her as well.

You couldn’t deny that the movie was funny; just in an ironic way, not because the jokes were actually funny. Though, Minseok seemed to think otherwise, but you guessed you shouldn’t be surprised; it didn’t take much to make him laugh.

Though you still found yourself paying full attention to the movie until you heard Minseok calling your name.

“Can I put my arm around you?”

“...What?”

“I... Never mind,” he sighed. “It’s fine.”

“If you want to, then sure,” you said with all the nonchalance you could muster, but inside, your heart felt like it was about to burst out of your ribcage. “I don’t see why you want to, but okay.”

“Thanks,” he smiled, then he nervously scooted a bit closer and draped his arm around you.

“You’re actually real,” he said under his breath, though just a bit louder than he’d intended.

“What are you talking about?”

“I just... I kinda thought I imagined you, that this was all a really nice dream. But now that I’m touching you, I know now that it’s all very real.”

You were at a loss for words as you looked into each other’s eyes. You wanted to say something witty, something to break up the tension, but your mind was running blank. If you had opened your mouth at that very moment, you would’ve done nothing but stutter and embarrass yourself.

He finally looked away, smiling as he hugged you closer to him. And then, you felt something.

“Minseok.”

“Yeah?”

“You’re getting a cold.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, looking at you. “I feel fine.”

“Are you really gonna argue with me? A demon?”

He mumbled something under his breath, littered with curses before sighing. “You can’t catch it, can you?”

“Of course not,” you confirmed. “So yes, we can still hang out as long as you’re up for it.”

“Then it’s not so bad.” He relaxed again into a smile and turned his attention back to the movie, while you were unable to focus on anything but him throughout the rest of it.

Eventually, he had fallen asleep holding you, and you felt his temperature climbing steadily. You felt bad for him; he’d feel like it all hit him out of nowhere when morning came.

You stayed with him, physically this time, enjoying the feeling of being so close to him.

It was time for you to admit to yourself that you liked him; it was the only reason you could stay with him for so long with no repercussions. You loved talking to him, you loved being around him, and every second you spent observing him made you wish that you could be with him all the time. Subconsciously, you’d known since that night when he got drunk, but you were afraid of what it would mean if you admitted it to yourself.

You thought that being honest with yourself would make things easier, but now, you were terrified. Now, you had no choice but to be honest with him for your own sanity.

He woke up groaning and stretching his arms above his head, joints cracking and sinuses congested. “You weren’t lying,” he croaked.

“You actually doubted me?”

“Maybe I was a little in denial...” His face turned into one of bewilderment as he looked at you sitting on the couch. “Wait, have you been here this whole time?”

“Yeah, I have.” He looked nervous so you shook your head and quickly reassured him. “I keep telling you not to worry about me. I’m fine; you’re not.”

“But—”

“I’m completely fine. I promise.”

He reluctantly let it go and sniffled, rubbing his temples. “I feel awful,” he said with a pout.

“I know. Get something to eat. That should make you feel a little better.”

He nodded, leaving to go to the kitchen. You followed behind him and silently watched him. He didn’t seem to have the energy to do anything, his body so fragile that he did everything at a snail’s pace. You sighed and stood beside him, taking the spatula out of his hand.

“What are you doing?”

“Take a shower. I’ll make your breakfast.”

“Are you allowed to do that?”

“I’m not directly curing you, so it should be fine,” you assured him.

He mumbled an ‘okay’ and reluctantly let you take over. Shortly after, you heard the quiet click of the bathroom door closing, then a squeak as he turned on the shower. He didn’t stay too long, though it was just enough time for you to finish the food. He still looked awful as he slowly walked towards the table with a robe wrapped around his body.

“I didn’t have the energy to get properly dressed; I’m sorry,” he apologised.

“I’ve seen you naked multiple times. Seeing you in a robe is nothing,” you confessed, placing the food in front of him.

“I think this cold is making me hallucinate. Did you say you’ve seen me naked?”

“Yes,” you nodded. “Just because you can’t see me, doesn’t mean I can’t see you. I’m with you every second of every day. I wasn’t completely honest with you because I didn’t want you to feel the pressure of being constantly watched.”

At first, he reacted just like you’d expected; a panicked look in his eyes, probably wondering just how many embarrassing things he’d done while he was unknowingly being watched. But then, his panic turned into a smile, one that made your heart flutter. “So... Did you like it?”

“Are you really flirting with me when you can hardly keep your head up?” you said, unable to hold in your laugh. “I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m telling you now.”

“I am, but... I’m not sure that I want to know the answer.”

“What do you think I’m gonna say?”

“You’re quitting and I’ll never see you again.”

You shook your head. You had no intentions of quitting; not now, at least. “I enjoy spending time with you... a bit too much.”

“I would assume you wouldn’t spend as much time with me if you didn’t,” he said before taking a bite of his food. “I can’t really taste anything, but I feel like I should tell you that it’s really good. Thank you.”

“Your welcome. I think.” You stayed silent for a moment before letting out a sigh. “I told you about astral beings and our emotions before, right?”

“Yeah, you explained after the demon movie. What are you saying?”

“I don’t get tired being here physically any more. In fact, I feel very energised.”

“Mhm...”

“Do I really have to say it? Isn’t it obvious by now?”

He laughed warmly, shoulders rising and falling as he did. “I don’t know. I’m not sure I get what you’re saying,” he lied, unable to stop himself from laughing even more.

“It’s not funny!” you whined.

“You’re so cute,” he said, letting out a satisfied sigh. “I know what you wanna say, but I wanna hear you say it.”

You inhaled a deep breath and let it out shakily. Why was it so nerve-wracking? You’d never been this terrified before. You swallowed hard and took another deep breath before nodding to yourself, assuring yourself that everything would be alright. “I like you,” you barely said.

“I like you too,” he said with a lot more confidence than you. “I mean, I’m sure I’ve made it obvious.”

“You have,” you nodded. “But, that’s not the problem.” You had your doubts for a moment, but Minseok wore his emotions on his sleeve; that was far from the issue.

“Is it... forbidden?”

“I think you’ve been watching too many movies,” you said, shaking your head. “No, it’s not forbidden. I just don’t know how it would work out between us.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean... we can’t get married, I can’t meet your friends or family, and I don’t even know if children are a possibility.”

He only took a second to think over your words, a small smile appearing on his face shortly after. “We don’t need to get married. Not ideal, but it’s something I can work with. We don’t need to have kids.”

“I’ll outlive you.”

“Great, so I’ll never have to lose you.”

“I can kill you.”

“So can everyone and anything else. But you like me too much to kill me.”

“You’re impossible.”

“If you’re really against being in a relationship, then it’s okay. I won’t force you or pressure you,” he assured you. “Not that I can,” he added as an afterthought.

You were perfectly capable of remaining friends with him, or going back to the shadows and no longer speaking to him. But, the more you thought about it, the more your chest tightened. You already knew what you wanted, but you were so used to ignoring what you wanted that this feeling; the lack of control; scared you.

Did you really want this that much?

You sighed. “I don’t... want to act like I don’t feel anything.”

“Tell me what you want, then. I won’t react negatively, no matter what you say,” he promised. “Again, not that I can.”

“I want you,” you whispered, looking into his eyes. “I know that’s what I want.”

“That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard you say,” he smiled weakly. “So... we’re together now? Is it official?”

You nodded. Having it out in the open felt like a huge weight had been lifting off your shoulders. You’d caught on to your budding feelings quite early, but you never realised how you’d been keeping yourself prisoner to your own emotions until you were finally free.

“I won’t make you regret it,” he said, then he slowly walked towards you and kneeled at your feet, laying his head on your lap before reaching for your hand. “I really wish I wasn’t sick,” he sighed. “I don’t wanna kiss you while trying to keep my nose from running at the same time.”

“I’ve seen worse,” you assured him. “Besides; I already told you that I can’t catch it.”

“I know, but it’s not very romantic,” he said, shifting his head a bit. “On the other hand, I’m a little impatient. I’ve been dreaming of our first kiss for a while now.”

You laughed faintly, raking your fingers through his hair. “You’re so... cute,” you said, hesitating a bit because it felt so unfamiliar to say the words out loud. “If you really want to kiss me, then I’ll allow it.”

He looked up at you, tilting his head a bit. “Eventually you’re gonna have to admit that it’s really you who wants to do these thing, you know. At some point, I’ll stop letting it slide.”

“I kinda miss when you were scared of me,” you chuckled. “Come here.”

You cupped his cheeks, tilting his head upwards so that you were looking into each other’s eyes. You couldn’t recall a moment where you had felt this nervous, hands trembling as your eyes darted between his own and his inviting lips.

The heat from his body wasn’t just from the fever. It sunk into your skin, igniting an inextinguishable flame in your chest. He inched forward just a bit, letting his lips brush against yours, not giving in entirely, but urging you to kiss him like you wanted to.

And so, you did. The kiss unfolded, setting off a flurry of butterflies in your stomach, your heart thundering in your chest. It was a moment you had waited for, yearning for it in the depths of your soul. Kissing him felt like something destined to happen across the span of time.

In that moment, it was as if eternity stretched before you, and you would have been content to linger there forever. It was a sensation similar to a scene from that stupid movie he’d made you watch.

Breaking the kiss, he was the first to pull away, drawing in a breath as a lopsided grin played on his lips. “You make me feel invincible.”

In his arms, you felt a deep connection to your own humanity in the best way possible. Words eluded you, so instead, you lowered your head and planted a tender kiss at the top of his head.

Maybe, just maybe, this unconventional journey held the promise of something beautiful.

[xiucakes]

the pink book.

the pink book

xiumin x reader, wonwoo x reader.

word count: 2.2k

summary: you meet a handsome roommate who just moved in, you offer help but you never knew it could turn up like this.

warnings: (mostly) angst, fluff, no happy ending.

a/n: this is my first fic i’ve wrote, i’m not the best at writing as i’m trying to improve so do leave comments if needed! enjoy reading! pls note that this was purposefully wrote lower cased and not proofread!! thank u! ❤️

being a student at SM university was harder than you thought. walking back from a long day to your dorm, you saw a unfamiliar figure standing in front of the dorm.

“hi, do you know where the owner is?” spoken the man with a face of an idol, you were stunned. how could someone be this handsome right at your doorstep?!

“i’m the owner, is there anything you need?”

he looked up and down, you were bewildered as you noticed his cat-looking eyes checking you out.

“i’m moving with you. i’m a transfer student from seoul.” him replying with a low tone.

“what’s your name by the way?” he asked.

“my name is ___.” you were fidgeting, looking away from his direction.

“i see. pretty name.” he exclaimed as he stared at you

“what about yours?”

“i’m kim minseok, but you can call me by xiumin if you want to.”

“do you need help with your suitcase?” you said as your eyes redirected to his.

“sure, would love to get help from a pretty girl anyway.” he grinned.

dragging his suitcase, your heart was pounding fast as your mind was blown at the fact that a flirty handsome guy was living in the same dorm as you. he was right behind and you couldn’t believe it was real. you led him to the only empty room in the house.

“alright this is your room. this is the only other bedroom in the house so decorate it however you like! let me know if you need anything!” you smiled at him.

“will do ___!”

1 week passes..

who knew this wasn’t just a small crush? you thought the butterflies in your stomach would go away but it didn’t. everytime you looked at minseok, your heart starts beating and you feel a guilty knot in your stomach. it was worse knowing that he probably doesn’t feel the same way towards you as it was now known he was the flirty type towards everyone. with no surprise, he became popular instantly.

you were snacking on some cereal at the counter as you weren’t craving for a huge meal for dinner. suddenly, minseok barged in with someone with him, a girl you were definitely unfamiliar with. walking towards the stairs, holding her hand tightly.

you stared at them with the spoon filled with cornflakes and milk holding your hand, your heart tightened. he glanced at you and just went into the room to shut the door. you assumed they just had sex, maybe a one night stand? you didn’t really know for sure.

you went out for some fresh air and sat at a nearby bench, to let out your feelings. you sobbed hard, cupping your face. you didn’t expect minseok to like you back but it hurts so much.

after 30 minutes or so, you went back to your dorm. you went to your room straight, while minseok was on the couch. not sparing a glance at him, he on the other hand was confused and wondered why you looked puffy as if you just cried.

the next morning, you woke up to the smell of pancakes. you went out to see that minseok was almost done flipping the pancakes. he smirked when he saw you.

“hey ___! you want some pancakes? i made enough for the both of us.”

you stood there nodding your head, half awake.

“i’m going to brush my teeth and wash my face first.”

you came out of the bathroom refreshed and sat at the table, eating the chocolate chip pancakes minseok made.

“ahem. so about last night, i’d like to apologise.” he coughed his apology out.

“um. for?” you seemed confused on his apology.

“for barging in the dorm with a girl last night, it seemed rude and i didn’t tell you prior to the occasion.” he said with ease.

“oh no it’s fine, i mean we all are legal adults anyway. i wouldn’t be surprised if you brought home a girl once in a while. just let me know beforehand so i don’t get so frightened.” you fake smiled shocked that he even bothered to apologise, with the pancake still in your mouth.

“may i ask why you were crying yesterday?”

said minseok with a worried face.

“i didn’t cry? what do you mean?”

“don’t lie to me ___. you don’t normally cry, you and i know that. you do know that you are someone important to me. right?” he exclaimed with a stern look with a worried tone.

an important person..? to him? what kind of sweet talk bullshit is this?

“i really mean it minseok, let’s just finish our pancakes and get to class already. we are going to run late!”

minseok didn’t want to force it out of you but he had a gut feeling.

a few days passed, you avoided minseok unless it was something related to school or something important. he was getting tired of your silent treatment. you were walking to your locker, not acknowledging his presence near you but he grabbed your hand.

“___, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

you stood there blankly with the obvious eye bags you have. you were too drained to try and process what he wanted to mean.

“what do you even mean by that?” you said softly, avoiding eye contact. you knew deep down why he confronted you.

“don’t act dumb, just tell me the reason. i don’t understand why you’re hiding this from me!”

he shouted, people around you both looking at him with clueless eyes on what’s going on.

“look minseok, i’ll tell you eventually. i just need time.” you glare at him, letting go from his harsh grip.

“whatever, you have 1 day. or i’ll find it out myself. i’m tired of this silent treatment you’re giving me.”

he growled.

you stood there wondering why this affected him so much. i mean, you both were just roommates. right?

you went to bed deciding that once and for all, you should tell minseok the real reason why you’re acting this way towards him. otherwise the friendship between you two will end soon, and you definitely did not want that to happen.

the next morning, you made some breakfast bagels for minseok. you knew it was his favourite breakfast item. knocking on his door, he opened with messy hair, droopy eyes and shirtless, looking surprised that you were at the door. seems that he just woke up.

you fake coughed to ignore the beautiful sight in front of you, and started the conversation.

“i’m sorry for not telling you what’s bothering me this entire month, i’ll tell you what’s going on after classes end. i hope you can accept these bagels as somewhat my apology for now.”

you grinned to make sure he accepts it.

“alright ___, i’ll be waiting.”

he gave a small smile and you just wondered how one can be adorable with that small smile.

the bell rang, you were rushing back to the dorm. you walked in but you saw minseok on the couch with a girl on top of him, they were making out.

“hey minseok.”

you spoke. he pulled away from the heating session and glanced at you.

“oh you’re here, come and sit down.”

you glanced at the girl and him.

“is this your girlfriend?”

you questioned him, knowing the answer.

“yeah! i actually wanted to introduce her to you earlier but you know, our little fight.”

he grinned.

“so are you going to tell me the reason once and for all?”

you mumbled a yes.

“can she step away for a while though? i won’t take long.”

he nodded.

“go back to your dorm first baby, i’ll meet you there once i’m finished with this.”

he grinned and gave a peck on her check, god you wished you were her.

she left shortly afterwards, giving you a small smile.

“where do i start?”

you said with worry.

“whenever you feel that is right.”

he responded with ease.

“i love you.”

you finally said it out. he sat there with shock.

“i loved you since the day we met, the day we became roommates, walking to class together, making meals for each other, watching movies while cuddling, it just made me fall in love with you more. i ignored you because i felt jealous when you brought back your girlfriend that night, hence why i ignored you for so long. now that you both are together, i’ll be submitting my form to change dorms so i can move on. thank you for being a good roommate minseok.”

you explained, holding back the tears and the pain in your heart.

minseok was stunned, he never expected this kind of response.

you got up from the couch.

“this will be the last time we’ll see each other okay? i’ll see you when i’m better.”

you walked away to your room.

minseok on the otherhand couldn’t believe it, he got his girlfriend named yeojin just to move on from you. but he couldn’t hurt her like that. he called yeojin to tell her he needed to rest for the night. he went to the bedroom, feeling hollow.

the next morning, he woke up to the dorm being silent. he opened your door, to see that all of your stuff are gone. there was a bright pink book and a small box on the bed.

he went through the pink book first.

07/03/2023

Today felt like the best day of my life! This handsome guy named Minseok came to my dorm and told us we were roommates?! Like unbelievable!! Hope this guy was better than my past roommate, turns out we have the same classes together too! He seems nice.

he chuckled at the past notes, he didn’t know you felt this way. he found the second note.

17/03/2023

Today wasn’t the best. Minseok came in with a girl today, could that be his girlfriend? I heard grunts from the room so I guess it is her. Should I ignore him? It’ll hurt but it’s for the best.

his smile dropped reading your note. he almost teared up whilst reading it, but he didn’t want to seem like a crybaby even though you aren’t here.

21/03/2023

It’s 5 days before his birthday. I got him a present. I’ll muster up the courage to go talk to him once and for all, I feel childish doing this to him. I hope I can make this whole situation alright.

tears welling up in his eyes, he’s never felt this upset before.

26/03/2023

Dear Minseok,

I know you are reading this as the busybody you are. Happy birthday. This is somewhat a farewell letter to you? I’m assuming you read my old notes in this book. I bought this book because of you. Writing my cringy feelings and hopefully when we got together, I could’ve shown you. But that’s long gone huh? I hope you appreciate this present I got you. I can’t speak to you without trying to prevent myself from kissing you so I’ve decided to do it this way. I hope you can give it to her of some sort or keep it as a souvenir for yourself. Once again, happy birthday Kim Minseok.

Love,

___,

he finally let his tears flow down, he liked you but he never knew you liked him back.

he felt so foolish but he can’t turn to you now because of yeojin.

2 weeks has passed, you were still lingering on minseok’s mind. he missed you so fucking much. meanwhile, you made a friend called wonwoo. he was your classmate. he was kind, handsome and understanding to your situation, wonwoo liked you but he didn’t want to be used as a rebound. so he held in his feelings for now, whilst you continued ranting to him about minseok. you felt some feelings for wonwoo but you thought it was infatuation because you still felt that connection with minseok.

minseok has always watched you and wonwoo, he felt jealousy. why were you talking to him for so long? you even changed your seat just to talk to wonwoo.

a month has officially passed. you and wonwoo got together shortly, you both were delighted and were happy together. you’ve officially moved from on minseok and you couldn’t be more happy. wonwoo treated you like a queen. fetching you from school, buying you meals and taking care of you always.

one day, you were near your lockers and walked past minseok. you glanced at him but you saw he was holding a pink book.

it was your book to be specific, the one you left in your bedroom. you felt stunned slightly and stopped your tracks. wonwoo realised you stopped walking, asking what was wrong. you came back to your senses and told him you zoned out slightly. he shrugged it off and continued holding your hand.

minseok watched you both walked away, he held the pendant necklace you left for him whilst he was wearing it. he broke it off with yeojin recently cause he knew what he wanted. it’s just that he couldn’t get it. at last, all of the memories he had with you was only left with the pink book.

[imaginidol]

Sehun: Breakup Texts

Sehun sat in between Suho and Baekhyun—on Minseok’s couch—playing a few rounds of Mario Kart with the rest of his members.

“You suck, Baek,” Suho muttered from his breath, watching in annoyance as he crossed 8th place in the final run as Baekhyun finished with 1st.

“Ha! Told you that you guys can’t beat me. Try me, try me!” Baekhyun excitedly turns to Sehun. “Sehun, race me next.”

Suho passed the controller to Sehun, but Sehun stood up and gave it to Chanyeol instead.

“What? Are you leaving?” Baekhyun asked his younger friend.

“No, but I really have to use the bathroom. I’ll race you when I get back,” he responded, giving Baekhyun a reassuring nod.

Baekhyun nodded and excitedly started punching Chanyeol’s thighs as the next round of Mario Kart begun.

Sehun excused himself and started walking out into Minseok’s hallway. When he approached the bathroom door, however, someone was ready inside.

“Hey,” Sehun lightly pounded the door, “hurry up in there!”

Suddenly, a faint buzz tickled the side of his thigh. He reached his hand into his pocket, searching for his phone.

[New Message: My Love 💞]

Sehun exhales deeply as he opens your text, realizing it was pretty late and you were probably asking where he was.

“Oh?”

What he wasn’t expecting, however, was a dull, rather empty message with the single few words that made a chill run down his spine:

[My Love💞: Sehun, I think we should breakup]

What!? Sehun feels his heart skip several beats as he feels his emotions drop immediately, both in fear and of confusion.

[Sehun: Call me.]

Sehun worriedly looked around the hallway and quietly made his way into Minseok’s empty, dark bedroom. The EXO boys were still howling in the living room, and no one seemed to notice him slip away.

[My Love💞: I can’t. I don’t want to say it again. I prefer saying it over text.]

Sehun rubbed a sweaty hand over his neck, not knowing what to say or how to properly react.

[Sehun: Why are you doing this?? Is this a prank? You know I don’t like pranks like these…]

A few seconds passed before another notification from you ensued.

[My Love💞: Please don’t ask questions. It’s a personal decision.]

[Sehun: You can’t just leave me without an explanation... is it something I did? At least give me some sort of closure?]

[My Love💞: Sehun don’t ask me anything, please]

[Sehun: but we were so happy together. We were so healthy together.]

[Sehun: Or am I wrong, were you not happy…?]

[Sehun: please answer me, say anything… is it something I can fix!?]

[Sehun: you can’t just leave me like this!?!?]

[Sehun: please??….]

Sebum’s heart was racing, and he kept refreshing your messages awaiting any response. His anxiety slowly started kicking in as the minutes passed with no response from you.

[My Love💞: <is typing…>]

[My Love💞: I’ve taken most of my things from the apartment. I’m leaving tonight.]

Sehun felt overwhelmed, covering his mouth with his right hand and looking around Minseok’s room for a tissue box. Thankfully, the boy kept one in the top cabinet of his nightstand.

Sehun reached for the box and lifted a tissue paper up to his face. Almost immediately, the silent tears started rolling from his reddening eyes.

[Sehun: please tell me at least why?]

[Sehun: you’re the only one I love. This is unexpected for me too, please understand it]

[Sehun: it’s bad enough you’re breaking up with me over text, but if it’s a problem we can fix I’ll work hard for us to get better]

[My Love💞: <is typing…>]

[My Love💞: Sehun. Gosh. I’VE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE]

[My Love💞: there, I said it. I never meant to purposely go out of my way to cheat on you, but it just sort of happened…]

[My Love💞: but you can’t even get mad at me because I see you so little since you’re always so busy and you’re always under so much scrutiny. I can’t take it Sehun, I can’t take your lifestyle as a kpop artist anymore. I can’t be your secret partner forever anymore!]

[My Love💞: the hiding in public, the way I have to ignore you so as to not raise suspicion, the way I have to wait around for your schedules to clear up except you’re ALWAYS busy. what am I to you? How have we even made it this long? I feel like I barely even know you!]

[My Love💞: Gosh, sorry, I didn’t even mean to lash out. I wanted to end things quickly. I wanted to be yours, with no risk of damaging an image or reputation attached. I wanted us to work, but it’s impossible because I don’t want to mess your career up. You don’t deserve it.]

[My Love💞: let’s just end it here and please block my number and I’ll block yours]

[My Love💞: don’t text me anymore]

Sehun read the last texts from you over and over again, his throat tightening more and more. The tears rolled harder, the muffled sobs grew more desperate for you.

It happened again. Again.

Another relationship I couldn’t save.

[Sehun: I’m not mad at you. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.]

[My Love💞: <is typing…>]

[My Love💞: don’t make this harder than it already is. I won’t respond anymore.]

Sehun closed the chat and turned off his phone, wanting to desperately fling it across the room, but also feeling a need to hold onto it in case you would text him again.

But you didn’t.

Sehun sat hunched over at the edge of Minseok’s bed, elbows against his knees and hands covering his face.

The first soft whimpers of pain escaped his lips. He wept angrily at himself, not you. What could he have possibly done differently? Wasn’t the relationship going well?

‘I can’t take your lifestyle as a kpop artist anymore!”

Your heavy words repeatedly lingered on in his head. He quietly detested himself for not noticing the signs of your distance sooner.

But perhaps you were right. How could have he noticed you were escaping from his arms, anyway?

The last time you’d spoken was… almost eight days ago!

How do I fix myself? How do I fix my career? How can I live a normal life without having to hide the most important parts of myself from my own supporters!?

Sehun is too deep in his own sorrowful thoughts to notice when Minseok walks in.

“Sehun? Oh, I figured you’re in here— I’m sorry, have I interrupted something? Are you okay?”

Minseok quickly walks up to his younger friend and sits gently next to him at the edge of the bed, patting his back gently and waiting for the younger boy to speak up.

Sehun says nothing, but looks down at his phone and opens your chat again. He motions the last few messages to his older friend.

“Sehun,” Minseok reaches over to hug his younger friend, letting him calm down in his arms. “I’m here, I’m ready to listen if you need me to.”

Sehun wipes the last of his tears and shuts his phone off.

Eleven months gone to waste. I’m surprised we even lasted this long.

“Minseok,” Sehun quietly whispers, “can I ask you something?”

Minseok nods.

“Being a kpop artist was never easy. But… when does it get easier? You lose people you love because of the backlash you get from… from anything, really. But I don’t want to hide the most important parts of me anymore. What can we do?”

Minseok sighed, smiling up at his friend.

“This is more of a conversation you could one day have with Jongdae,” he smiled. “because I’m sure it was never easy for him to tell the world about his new family.”

“But,” Sehun frowned, “he got so much backlash for it. Why? Why can’t we just—“

“Sehun,” Minseok whispers, “regardless of what you do or don’t do with your life, those who truly love you will stand by whatever it is that you decide to take on next. Just as long as your choices are healthy. I’d rather get backlash for breaking out of this rigged kpop-image box and be at my happiest with one pure supporter, than to be withheld in this unhealthy parasocial image and wishing things were different.”

Sehun nods. “It… it sounds like Jongdae’s case has already started to break us from the box then, huh?”

Minseok smiled, nodding gently. “Soon, you will be able to say and share these important things in your life and not risk losing them or your career, because… well, because things will get better. Things will always get better. You’ll break the box one day, Sehun. You just have to take it one day at a time.”

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Nocturnal Reverie - PCY :ongoing: *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Chapter 1: City of Shadows Chapter 2: Unveiling Secrets Chapter 3: A dangerous game begins Chapter 4: Unveiled Desires Chapter 5: Operation Shadow Veil Chapter 6: Threads of Deception and Dilemmas Chapter 7: Echoes of the Past Chapter 8: Unexpected Encounter Chapter 9: Harmony in Midnight melodies Chapter 10: Glimmers of recognition

Crimson Veins, Midnight Flames - BBH :ongoing:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ Chapter 1: Freshman Impressions Chapter 2: Intoxicated Whispers of Realities

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Kyungsoo request coming soon~~ Baekhyun request coming soon~~

[dilxcc]

Boyfriend Xiumin pleaseee 🙈🙈🙈

boyfriend!minseok headcanon

okay but like, you'd be lucky to date him

why, you're asking me?

he cook, keeps the house clean and does almost everything that you barely had anything to do around the house.

we all know how active he is these days.

so when he gets home, seeing how messy the house is, he will nag at you while cleaning the house

i think he loves it if you clean the house with him

he's a clean freak 🙁

ALSOOO I THINK WITH HIM IT WOULD BE LIKE, he's there with you but both of you are doing your own things (just having him around is nice. the same goes to him)

would buy you a nice gift out of nowhere

though im sorry to say, eris might be his top priority while you're the second 😔

dates with him are probably fun

he would laugh at almost every joke you make (lies. he laughed at every joke)

he's very easy to amuse

even if you suddenly came up with a silly idea to surprise him, he would laugh first before saying thank you for the surprise

i feel like if he thinks you're the one, he would go for a ring hunt

and then probably a nice candlelight dinner before popping the question

i think he might be like jongdae and would tell his fans that he's dating

ooh and also he's 50/50 pda

might be clingy to you if he's in the mood

might not but still hold your hand

not to forget that he's like most asian moms ever

will nag and scold you to the point you thought you were dating your mom

when sleeping, i feel like he likes it better if he has his own space (no cuddles or stuff like that)

he might indulge in cuddling you sometimes though

please get married soon

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𝕄𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

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Nothing here yet….

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Nothing here yet….

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𝕊𝕟𝕒𝕡𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝔻.𝕆 ❀

Nothing here yet….

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𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐊

GUARDIAN — in a world where guardians remained concealed from human eyes, minseok found himself at the heart of a cosmic shift when you, a reluctant demon, were forced to follow the new rules of the astral realm, which led to you coming in direct contact with your human. but, you weren't the only one with powers; minseok had somehow managed to chip away at your icy demeanour with ease. (ONESHOT, GUARDIAN AU, FLUFF)

𝐃𝐎𝐇 𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐎𝐎

MASK — in the intricate dance of a friends-with-benefits arrangement, you and kyungsoo’s connection began as a wordless symphony of passion. however, once emotions started brewing beneath the surface, you knew that you could not come out of this relationship unscathed. (SERIES: IN PROGRESS, FWB TO LOVERS, ANGST)

[its-not-sof]

37, 38 & 44 with Xiumin for the drabbles, please? 💖 u!

“I missed the hell out of you…” + “I want you so bad right now.” + “Make love to me”

It had felt like an eternity since you’d felt your boyfriend’s embrace, each passing second was too long to wait to see him. You knew his work was important, and you knew you couldn’t risk being seen with him in public, but it was getting harder to watch him on your tv screen and not have him home in your arms.

You secretly counted down the days until he was done with his most recent tour, and at long last, today was the day he was finally expected to return.

Lights had been dimmed, candles lit, and a brand new lingerie set was waiting to be unveiled. You couldn’t be more prepared to make up for lost time.

A soft click caught your attention. The door to your apartment slowly opened, revealing your very tired, but very handsome, significant other. Your eyes locked for a second before you came running towards him, wrapping your arms around him tightly.

Your boyfriend returned the embrace eagerly, lifting you up off the ground and into his arms.

“I missed the hell out of you…” he whispered, kissing your neck before finding your waiting lips.

“I missed you more, I think,” you hummed, kissing him back with unrestrained passion.

“Every night I wished I could be here with you,” Xiumin sighed between embraces. “And here you are, all dressed up just for me.”

You smiled, a slight blush coloring your cheeks. You had almost forgotten what you were wearing until you felt the cool rush of air on your exposed skin. The silk teddy you chose left very little to the imagination. Xiumin’s hungry gaze swept across your body.

You caught his lips in another passionate kiss, running your hands down his chest as you pressed your body into his. You could already feel the effect you had on him.

“I want you so bad right now…” He murmured desperately, hands gripping your exposed skin and pulling you even closer to him.

You moaned softly as he kneaded at your flesh and bit your lower lip, a pleasurable heat building in your insides. You brought your hands up to caress his face, looking into his lust-filled eyes.

“Make love to me,” you whispered, desperate and sincere.

Xiumin smiled, full of love and passion, and wordlessly obeyed your command. All night.

[oh-exos]

to be yours.

‘What's the matter?’ He whispered, his eyes though on the fascinating stars.

I wonder what's in him that senses every emotion of mine without me expressing them. It's been years to us being the closest friends and from those years there comes three of them where I fell for him. This is a secret, still kept from him. It's a friendship I perish and if I dare move forward, I'm afraid I'll lose him forever.

‘Nothing, of course,’ I replied without turning to him, because oh his eyes. Bright and alluring, always holding their magic on me.

‘You can't lie to me. I know something is wrong. You never stare at the stars in silence. There's always a beautiful memory of the day you tell me while watching the stars, because don't you say that the stars remind you of happiness?’

The stars remind me of you, the happiness I described was you.

‘They do, indeed,’ I said, ‘But today...’ The sentence hung on for a while until I found it hard to continue it anymore.

‘Tell me, what's wrong?’ His eyes were still wandering from one star to another.

I sighed and started.

‘I don't feel like someone would ever love me. I can't picture anyone having a likeness towards me. I can't picture anyone thinking about me before they fall asleep, there's rarely any impact I put on people. I can't picture them getting butterflies because I greeted or smiled at them. Though, why would they even? I'm not special, very normal. People would find better than me everywhere, why settle for something low?’ I laughed, trying not to sound needy for some sympathy.

His eyes shifted to me. I felt a shiver run down, they had some magic. He smiled and I swear I would've been caught blushing had I not turned away. His fingers gently grabbed my chin and turned my face back to him. He moved closer, his breath was even and smooth unlike my shaky one.

‘You are normal and that's what's special about you. It's not just the greetings or the smile, every word you speak does something to me. That laugh you have, brings butterflies. Every story you narrate lingers in my mind. My nights are incomplete without thinking about you, it makes me restless to meet you again. I understand if you can't picture anyone liking you because I, love you,’

When I thought he couldn't have captured my heart anymore, his tender lips held mine. They stayed there for enough time until our existence felt unknown. There was no me nor him, it was just us. The stars didn't matter anymore, all that mattered was us.

pairing : you and anyone you want to imagine ^^

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Newlywed Routine ~ Kim Minseok

Your smile instinctively grew as you headed in the direction of the kitchen to find Minseok already in there. He was busy scrolling through his phone, unaware that you had made your way down the stairs until your hands rested against his shoulders, peering over the top of his left one.

A soft kiss was placed to his cheek by you before stepping away from him, moving around the table across to where two mugs were waiting for you.

“What do you fancy this morning?” Minseok asked you as he stood up from his chair, “remember that cooking isn’t my strong point before answering.”

“Something simple is alright,” you smiled, pressing down for the kettle to boil, “I’ll let you decide, you know what your limits up.”

Minseok nodded as he reached into the cupboard and pulled down two bowls. “In that case, how does cereal sound to you?” He joked, grabbing the boxes from the top of the fridge.

Your head nodded with a laugh as Minseok placed the cereal boxes down that you had before grabbing the milk from the fridge, the perfect, and easiest of the breakfasts.

As he did so, you grabbed the coffee from the tin just beside the kettle, filling up the two mugs that Minseok had already gotten out. A giggle escaped from you as you looked at what mugs he had gotten out, turning to face him.

“How much use are you going to get out of these Mr and Mrs mugs you?” You asked him.

A shrug of the shoulders came from Minseok as he glanced at the two mugs that were in your hands to show him. He couldn’t get enough of seeing them, the perfect wedding gift from Sehun that somehow seemed to fit in perfectly in your kitchen too.

“I reckon until it sinks in that the two of us are married,” Minseok informed you as the kettle pinged behind you. “That day will probably never come though.”

“We’ve only been married just over a week,” you laughed, “I’d hope the novelty doesn’t wear off for a long time yet.”

Minseok nodded back at you as you turned back around to finish off your drinks, joining him at the table as soon you as you were done.

“Doesn’t this feel like the breakfasts we used to eat when I was a trainee?”

“I feel like I’m a student again, cereal and coffee, it’s a long way off what we ate last week.”

You had somewhat gotten used to being able to eat whatever you wanted over the past week on your honeymoon, but now you were back in the real world. You had no one making breakfast for you, no self-serve to fill yourself up on either, it was all on you too.

A hum came from Minseok as he poured out his cereal, “I really don’t want to go back to work.”

“You can tell everyone about the honeymoon though Min.”

His head nodded as he passed the cereal box across to you. “None of them will want to hear about the honeymoon Y/N, they’re all miserable and single.”

“What about the wedding them?” You tried to suggest instead.

Another hum escaped Minseok, “how about if I sit them down and tell them all of the embarrassing things that they did during the reception?”

“I’m pretty sure I’ve got some videos lying around,” you informed him.

“Send them,” Minseok quickly instructed you. “I want every bit of evidence that you have against the boys that I can use against them today.”

Your head nodded as you placed the cereal back down. “You sound as if you’re going to blackmail them with this footage or something?”

“A little,” Minseok admitted in a whisper, “I’m not going to talk about the wedding all day, but I at least want half an hour on it.”

You could hear in his voice straight away just how serious Minseok was, he wanted to talk about the wedding to anyone that would listen. Even as you simply picked up your Mrs cup to take a sip out of it, it made Minseok’s stomach knot with excitement.

“I could weirdly get used to this,” he commented, placing the milk away once you were both done, “there’s a simplicity about coffee and cereal in the morning.”

“It feels like a married couple who’ve given up,” you joked in reply.

Minseok’s eyes rolled as you picked up your spoon to start eating, finding yourself somehow looking forward to your simple breakfast. You had had enough fancy food whilst getting married and holidaying, it felt nice to be normal again.

“I can’t believe I have to go to work now though,” Minseok sniggered, “this sort of meal just calls for a day on the sofa with loads of movies.”

“You know we’ve got the rest of our lives to do that now,” you smirked.

Minseok’s head nodded back at you, reminding himself of all the time you had ahead of you. Even after a week he found himself needing to be pinched to make sure that what had happened really was real and not some sort of dream for him.

“It feels weird thinking I’m going to work as a husband,” Minseok suddenly told you.

“You’re just going into work like usual though?”

His head shook as you spoke, “I’m going to have so many people wanting to hear about the honeymoon or compliment me on the wedding. I have a feeling that today is going to be all about me at the studio.”

Your eyes rolled at the wide grin that was on Minseok’s face, “it’s not just you that gets all the attention when it’s about our wedding.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll tell everyone about you too,” Minseok assured you, “mainly I’ll tell them just how incredible you looked throughout the whole wedding.”

Your smile turned up as Minseok managed to charm his way out of digging himself a hole. “I think I married you because you know all the right things to say.”

“That’s what the boys keep saying,” Minseok groaned, “they keep telling me that I must have talked you into marrying me because they still think I’m punching.”

“Ignore them,” you assured Minseok with a chuckle, nudging gently against your arm. “Just think of them all sat in their apartments having breakfast all by themselves this morning whilst you get to be at home with me.”

Minseok hummed in agreement with you, knowing that one day the others would all get to live through the fun that he was having. Just having you there was perfect, but knowing what was to come was even better for him.

“We should do this more often,” Minseok told you as the conversation seemed to quieten down again.

Your eyebrows knitted together in reply, “you mean sit at the table and stuff our faces with cereal?” You asked him.

“No, I mean sit down and eat and drink out of these mugs,” Minseok told you, “that way we can remind ourselves that we really are stuck with one another for the rest of our lives, no turning back.”

“You make being married to me sound like a chore,” you joked, “you’re not stuck with me, you’re supposed to enjoy being with me.”

“I’m only messing,” he laughed, “you know that there is nothing more that I want than to spend the rest of my time with you.”

“I know, you said so I think about a thousand times on our wedding day.”

“I just wanted to make sure you knew.”

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Masterlist

[cxsmicmyeon]

SNOWY WONDERLAND ; KMS

kim minseok x fem! reader

where you’re from, it doesn’t snow. like, at all. and because of that, one of your dreams is to experience a snowstorm. and when minseok takes you to his hometown for christmas, your wish just might come true.

genre: non-idol au! simple christmas-themed & snowy fluff <3 word count: 1.1k warnings: none

author’s note: omggg hello @your-sophie18​ !!! it’s me, your secret santa for @exols-silver-christmas 2022!! i was pleasantly surprised to get a moot of mine for ss but a welcome surprise since we got to get to know each other better via our anon convos!! i do hope you enjoy this fic i had a great time writing it :D <3

Sometimes you loved living somewhere tropical, other times you weren’t the biggest fan.

Sure, it was warm during the winter, but that warranted hot and humid summers that you hated. Plus, you never got to experience a White Christmas like how the movies speak about.

Minseok moved to your city from a place where he got to experience said White Christmas. He raved about his memories of playing in the snow as a child (and even as an adult). And this was where you told him you never got the same experience.

“I’ve lived here all my life and it’s never snowed.” you told him.

He was surprised at first. But soon after, he made a drunken vow to get you to some snowy place ASAP.

It only took two years of knowing each other and six months of dating for him to actually fulfill this promise, but better late than never!

Minseok sprung the idea to you once December began. You were eating breakfast and sipping on a hot mug of tea when he came downstairs with a big smile on his face.

“You’re gonna see snow.” he says as he kisses you on the cheek.

“Good morning to you too,” you joke. “But please elaborate.”

“My friend Jongdae from back at home said there’s gonna be a pretty big snowstorm two days before Christmas so...” Minseok unlocks his phone to show you...

“Plane tickets?” you ask.

“Yeah, I mean... if it’s okay? I can always refund them-” He’s cut off when you wrap your arms around him, squeezing him slightly.

“More than okay, Minnie. I love it.” He hugs you back, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

“Wait, there’s more to the gift. Follow me, and close your eyes,” You nod.

When Minseok tells you to open them, you see him holding a puffy winter jacket in your favorite color. 

“Oh my gosh...”

“Got my friend who models for the company to hook me up. What do you think?” Minseok’s hopeful grin will forever be photographed in your mind. He simply looked so wonderful standing there. You said nothing but ran over to engulf your boyfriend in the tightest of hugs. Everything was perfect.

The snowstorm happened two days into your stay in South Korea. You woke up in the middle of the night out of nowhere and were greeted with a bit of white light in your hotel room. 

Careful not to wake your sleeping boyfriend, you run to the window and watch the snow fall with pure awe. The snowflakes were smaller than what you’ve seen on TV, but they fell with a grace like no other.

A gust of wind blows and causes some snowflakes to swiftly move to the right. They make a small swirl in the air, traveling in the space before ultimately landing in the white on the ground.

Minseok quickly notices you were out of bed when he wakes. He looks to his right, seeing you kneeling in front of the window watching the snow. He can’t fight the grin seeing you so captivated by something he’s seen multiple times.

You jump in surprise when you hear Minseok kneel next to you by the window. He has a tired smile on his face and his arms out. 

“It’s so pretty!” You muse, turning back to the window as you move into his arms. He kisses you on the forehead as he watches the snow with you.

“Isn’t it?” The view only gets better when the sun starts to rise. The yellows and oranges paint the snow in such a way that has you completely speechless. As if Minseok could read your mind, he grabs your phone from the nightstand and takes a picture of the view. 

“This is the best Christmas present ever. I just... I have no words.”

“You don’t need to say anything. Seeing you this happy is more than enough.” Your eyes well up with tears when you face Minseok again, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a kiss. 

After completing your morning routine and eating breakfast, you drag Minseok outside. The snowfall finished at this point and the ground was covered with white. You reach out to touch the snow with a gloved hand and grin when your hand goes right through. You scoop some up and look at the pile before blowing it away, creating a mini snowfall.

“It’s fluffy snow!” You smile, feeling as excited as a child seeing their first snowfall. Minseok nods, gathering his own handful of snow and sprinkling it all over your head. You let out a squeal as it tickles your face. You gather more snow and throw it in his face before running away from him.

“You’re gonna get it!” He shouts playfully.

“No!” You kick some snow in his direction and pick up some in your hands, squishing it together to create a snowball. You throw it at him, laughing when it hits him in the chest. 

There’s a mischievous glint in your boyfriend’s eye when he makes a snowball of his own and throws it. Except he misses. 

“Ha! You suck!” You shout.

“I do not!” He retorts, kicking snow at you like a petulant child. 

“Yeah?” You throw another snowball which hits him in the knee. “Prove it!”

“I will!” Minseok surprisingly succeeds this time: throwing a snowball and hitting your shoulder. He whoops, dancing in his place before running to you and lifting you up. 

“Put me down! Agh! Fine, you don’t suck!” You squeal. Minseok loses his balance, causing both of you to fall on the ground. The snow breaks your fall and has you both giggling like a couple of schoolchildren. 

“Say I won and I’ll give you a kiss.” 

“I hit you twice, so I technically won.” Minseok takes some snow and sprinkles it all over you.

“If I admit you win, can I still give you that kiss?”

“You can give me that kiss regardless, but yes.”

“Fair enough. You win.” You hum, leaning forward and pressing a kiss on Minseok’s lips. 

You’re freezing when you get back to the hotel. Minseok helps you take your coat off and change into warm pajamas. You wrap yourself in a blanket and sit by the electric fireplace as Minseok makes warm beverages for you and him.

He comes over with two steaming paper cups with hot chocolate inside, handing you yours as he sits next to you. You inhale the comforting chocolatey smell as the steam wafts over your face, warming you up more. 

“Careful, it’s hot.” Minseok says. You nod, placing the cup down as you open the blanket and let him snuggle next to you.

The room is silent apart from the sounds of the fireplace and you and Minseok sipping on your drinks. But the silence is nothing short of comforting, especially as you lean your head on Minseok’s shoulder.

Everything is perfect at this moment.