#nuest minhyun

[slytherinshua]

I WISH YOU COULD HEAR MY LULLABY

genre. angst... but like it's not that bad?? not even exactly sure what i wrote 🤞 warnings. major character death i think... and uh a lot of mourning/remembering 👍 pairing. minhyun x fem!reader. wc. 1.1k. request. no. a/n. you are legally required to listen to minhyun's new single lullaby while you read bcuz omg its so beautiful and if you couldn't tell it inspired this entire fic and omg i just love minhyun sm hes my baby :( @blue-jisungs sorry for the minhyun angst but i had to 🧍‍♀️

There’s was a certain sense of comfort that washed over Minhyun whenever his footsteps led him to that bus stop. The one just a couple blocks from his apartment, the one that he had been to thousands of times, yet none of them were actually to get on one of the buses. It was such a regular part of his day that the bus drivers had even become accustomed to driving right past if he was the only one waiting at the stop. 

Minhyun was grateful for this. He much preferred if people didn’t pay him any mind— he liked to be left alone with his thoughts. Thoughts of you; or memories, rather.

All the days he had waited patiently for you at this very bus stop never left his memory. The bus you took was number 27— and it didn’t matter where you needed to go for the day, you would always come back to Minhyun on that particular bus. He would wait for you to step off and run into his arms. No matter the weather or how busy he was that day, he would always be there waiting for your return.

The day wasn’t complete until you were back in his arms and he was lifting you slightly off your feet and spinning you around amidst laughter and the elated feeling in both of your hearts at seeing each other again. He would carry your bag in his left hand and lace the fingers of his right hand with yours, swinging gently back and forth as you both walked back to his apartment. You liked to plant small kisses on his cheek, even just for the satisfying reaction of seeing them flush a soft pink. 

This was your routine every night for years— from back when you were both in highschool, to when you moved in together, all the way until Minhyun proposed to you 2 years ago. You were sure that the precious moment you reunited every night would last for years and years to come; yet you were never able to step off that bus and be able to call Minhyun your husband.

A road accident— a case of drunk driving on dangerous road conditions due to snow caused a serious collision in the middle of the road. Most passengers were injured and rushed to the hospital, including you. 

Though Minhyun had hoped and prayed for your recovery every night and day, you eventually left him and took your spot amongst the stars. The night of December 14th was when Minhyun lost the love of his life.

He couldn’t bring himself to break the routine he had kept up for over a decade. Minhyun knew in the back of his mind that it was impossible for you to ever step off that bus and into his arms again. You were gone, yet your memory remained in the bus stop, and, as such, Minhyun would always come back to it. 

As soon as Minhyun stepped out of his apartment and felt the cold chill of the wind, he reached for the coat rack without thinking. It was only when he was halfway to the bus stop that he remembered that there was no need for him to bring your coat with him. He wasn’t sure if ghosts could even feel the cold. Or, perhaps, they were cold all the time? The latter thought brought a frown to his face, and a quick glance up at the sky as if to check to see if you were cold or not. Despite not getting an answer, he still felt a little more at ease by the action.

The bus stop was deserted, as always, and Minhyun took his usual seat without wasting a second. It took a few minutes for him to realize he was glad he had accidentally brought your coat along with him. As he hugged it a little close to his face, the faint scent of your old perfume reached his nose. It wasn’t very strong— having significantly faded over the years, but still definitely recognizable. 

Minhyun closed his eyes and breathed it in, letting each inhale and exhale fade away with the wind as his brain brought up his favourite memories of you. Your first kiss in high school, late night walks around the city, early mornings waking up next to each other, and the evenings you spent planning for your wedding were amongst the best.

He settled on the last thought a little closer, letting his mind drift to when you took him with you for wedding dress shopping. It wasn’t traditional for the groom to see the dress before the wedding, but you valued his opinion so much that you wanted to bring him along nonetheless. You had never told him which dress you had decided on after the day of shopping was over, but he was pretty sure it was one of the 3 he liked the most.

You had looked ethereal in all of them— so pretty that Minhyun almost forgot how to breathe. The excitement and happiness you had both felt at that time was unmeasurable. Truly, the best moments of his life were all spent with you.

There were times where Minhyun felt lost and confused. He knew you would want him to be happy. You were always watching over him, and so he tried his best to smile and laugh and move forward with his life for you. But he wasn’t sure how he was ever supposed to experience the same fulfilment in his life when such a large piece of it was so obviously missing.

No matter how empty he felt, he knew you were waiting for him patiently. He would wait for you as well, for however long it took for you both to reunite. But until then, he would continue to cherish your memories— the scent of your perfume, the lost feeling of your lips against his or the warmth of your body in his hold, the sound of your laughter echoing in the walls of his apartment, and the framed photos of you he had carefully arranged. 

With the revving of the bus engine as it lumbered along past the bus stop, Minhyun stood up again. He let out a breath and clutched your coat closer to his chest, adjusting the ring on his left ring finger to be back in its place. He hummed a soft tune he had been working on for some time since you had passed. Every time he repeated the melody in his head, he could only look forward to when he would be able to sing it to you, as all the lyrics were for you, anyway.

He would wait until that day— until you could hear his lullaby.

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[blue-jisungs]

joseon era prince minhyun who wears matching sets of hanbok with you bcuz he's rly not supposed to be dating u but he doesn't care >:( and he can't do the usual couple things so he likes to have smth that ppl won't catch onto </3

gardening

author's note. i’m so soft for him bye :( i hope u like it zanzan hehe i combined this and this req bc it just?? felt right hehe

yes i used yuls pics but who cares >:)

summary. relaxing with your partner minhyun in your garden <3

word count. 673

minhyun never really enjoyed gardening. sure, he loved the way various plants adorned his garden, creating a palette of colors that was within reach. however, he didn’t feel the urge to understand the mechanics of flowers not get dirty because of the ground and bugs.

that was until he met you.

minhyun looked for every occasion to get closer to you and even after dating, he’d look for every opportunity. as a noble person he shouldn’t be dating you and you neither – your families wouldn’t approve it because your parents didn’t fancy his parents. and minhyun’s parents had already planned who they want to be his son’s wife.

but he didn’t care.

because of that you had to restrict going out to public and doing the usual lovey-dovey stuff. at times, you envied the other couples.

but for most of the time, you didn’t mind. it was minhyun after all.

he adored wearing matching hanboks with you. “accidentally” bumping onto each other in the streets only to see that he wore a purple hanbok, just like you, made your heart flatter. sometimes, it’d be not on purpose and you’d snicker upon seeing his eyes widen in shock. another time, minhyun would send you a letter saying that you two should wear a hanbok in for example, green color. it seemed like such a small thing but you adored that.

that’s why you two found yourself tucked in the safety of your garden.

at first, you would just hang out there to keep hidden from the public eye. then, minhyun got involved with the way you take care of the flowers.

you treated them so gently, as if made out of the finest china. dozing water so they don’t have too little but also! not too much. trimming the leaves with precision left him speechless… or even when you weren’t afraid of dirt and got on your knees to pull out weeds.

eventually, he got invested too. you taught him all the basics and you two studied the language of flowers together.

“it’s just so beautiful today, isn’t it? the breeze is fresh and the sun is warm” you said, taking a deep breath. the mixture of flowers’ scents filled your lungs.

“mhm” minhyun hummed lazily, putting down his book and resting it on his chest. he was laying down on the ground, next to where you watered the peonies. he let the sunlight shine on his face, soaking his skin. squinting his eyes a bit, his ebony gaze found you and a smile subconsciously creeped on his lips.

“i just hope the flowers won’t dry. i shouldn’t be watering them in such weather but it’s not that awful” you continued your small ramble and noticed a small, yellow butterfly skipping over the petals. halting your movements, you followed its route.

the birds chirping in the background were even more beautiful than the sounds of haegum, your heart feeling at ease. it was so peaceful.

“we should plant some forget-me-nots in your garden, darling” you announced and turned around, the breeze tickling your skin. eyes meeting with dozing off minhyun, you snickered.

suddenly, the butterfly approached him. first, it circled around his book only to end up resting on his nose.

you gasped softly at the cute sight. you wished you could capture this moment somehow yet you were sure that this sight will be engraved in your memories forever.

minhyun scrunched his brows.

“it’s ticklish…” he muttered and opened his eyes. letting out a confused mph? when his eyes met with the butterfly, he just rested his eyelids again and began to fall back into slumber.

“let me just finish this bush and i shall nap with you, dear” you whispered, more to yourself than your significant other.

now minhyun’s soft snores added another chorus to the bird choir but you didn’t mind. listening to the tender melody you enjoyed the sun on your skin, breeze in your hair, the sweet smell of flowers and the feeling of warmth spreading in your heart.

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꒰⠀⠀✿⠀𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇 : 니닁 ꒱ 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇'𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 !

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[nu-fics]

Daddy Who?

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27. Prev < The Morning After > Next

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✨Hwang Minhyun - Nu'est✨

Here's another older drawing from this year as I don't have anything new to post :)

I personally really love this drawing a lot! I'm not very good at full body anatomy and find these type of poses difficult... But I still somehow succeeded with it, so you could say I'm proud of myself for pulling this off! And I also love how the shirt itself + the ruffles turned out as well😩✨

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Hwang Minhyun x GQ Korea

** I love these two pictures

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Bouncing hair 😍

[slytherinshua]

CRUSH ON THE TRACK genre ➳ fluff. racer au. warnings ➳ not proofread lol. pairing ➳ racer!minhyun x fem!reader. wc ➳ 2.2k. a/n ➳ a special surprise spinoff to this fic by @blue-jisungs!! hehehe i hope u enjoy axe 🫡

Truthfully, you had never seen the appeal of race cars. They were noisy and expensive, and the drivers did look cool, but the races were boring to you. Your father was a sponsor of the racing league, however, so you had no choice but to tag along to every season championship and watch the races. 

It was a rainy day— your favourite type of weather. You thought the cars looked a bit better on wet tracks, and if they happened to slip off, the race became more entertaining. You stood with the pit crew, watching as they made final adjustments to the car they were working on, fixing the tyres, and checking the aerodynamics, etc.

“Who’s car is this?” You asked one of the crew, noticing its burnishing design that stood out from the rest of the boring, monotonous cars on the track. It was actually kind of pretty, and that was a high compliment coming from you. You were rarely impressed by a design.

“Optimus. He’s pretty new, but he’s been winning like crazy.”

“Hm…” The name sounded familiar, and you quickly realised that your father was the one sponsoring him, and you also may or may not have giggled at the ridiculous name when you had first heard it. You decided you’d pay extra attention to him this race and see how he did.

You stepped out into the rain, the early morning dewy smell welcoming your senses. Times like this made you happy to be on the race track so often, though you were sure you’d be bad at driving the cars if you tried. You liked being a safe driver, and there was nothing remotely safe about the speed at which these cars could go.

“The race will commence in 20 minutes!” The announcer’s voice boomed through the speakers. You sighed and brushed off the water droplets from your varsity jacket. You would soon be kicked off the track and have to sit in the boring old stands and listen to the deafening sound of car engines and screeching tyres on the track. 

“Y/n! Can you give Minhyun his helmet?” One of the pit crew called out to you. You nodded and jogged to the table where a black helmet was sitting, picking it up and nodding at how consistently pretty this racer’s gear was. Maybe he wasn’t quite as shabby as the other racers on the track. 

You turned in a circle, trying to locate who you were supposed to give the helmet to, eyebrows furrowing as you only saw the pit crew and no racer in sight.

“Where’d that punk go?” One of the crew shouted with a laugh. They must be fond of Minhyun to joke around right before the race.

“Sorry!” You heard a shout and turned, seeing him run up. At least his race suit was already on.

“Here.” You passed him his helmet, silently in awe of the boy who looked around your age. He had a small face and pretty doe eyes that you had to force yourself to look away from. He was exactly your type.

“Where were you? This is the first race of the season where you’re solo.” Your father came up, giving Minhyun a firm pat on the shoulder.

“Sorry, I was talking with Furious.” He explained, running a hand through his brown hair, successfully taking your breath away. 

“Ah, your past co-driver? Did she congratulate you?”

Minhyun nodded, a lopsided smile spreading on his face. You subconsciously smiled with him. 

“Minhyun, I have a new assistant for you.” Your father announced with a smile, then, placing his hands on your shoulder, pushed you forward a bit. “Meet my daughter, Y/n. She’ll be working with you 3 times a week.”

Your eyes went wide. Minhyun smiled and offered his hand for you to shake which you took a little shyly.

“I’m honoured.” He grinned and released your hand as the 5 minute standby announcement played. Adorning his racing helmet, he stepped into the driver’s seat of the car.

//

Working with Minhyun was exhilarating. He had won that first race, and ever since, he kept on finding ways to outdo himself. He shaved seconds off his time, perfected his drifting technique, and, much to your dismay, somehow got even more charming. 

You were done for.

Your crush on him had grown to an enormous amount. Hiding something so unstable and uncontrollable as your feelings for him was a recipe for disaster. You were sure that one of these days, one of the times he got out of his car and slid off his helmet and ran a hand through his hair and looked at you with those piercing eyes of his, you’d let it slip.

Or, worse, maybe he already knew. You didn’t know how obvious you were being, or how good Minhyun was at catching on. Maybe he knew the first time he saw how pink your cheeks and ears got when he asked you to watch him race around the track or pass him his helmet. 

It was a cool sunny day, and you had arrived at the track before Minhyun. With your heart fluttering and something mixed between butterflies and a fire in your stomach, you started getting his car ready. You liked to listen to music while you did it, letting your mind wander through melodies as you checked the mechanics. 

Being so focused on his car, you didn’t even realise when the boy himself came up behind you. A gentle tap on your shoulder was more than enough to alert you, though, and you turned around swiftly, eyes meeting his.

“I could kidnap you so easily, you know?” He grinned.

“W-what?” You didn’t realise how frozen you were and how god awfully stupid you probably looked to the slightly older boy. He just laughed, light and airy and in a way that made your stomach do flips and colour reach the tips of your ears.

“Your spacial awareness is… wow, really really bad.” He continued, smile growing ever more teasing. He seemed extra confident this morning, which didn’t help with your extra-nervous demeanour.

“Shouldn’t you get ready to practise?” You suggested, thinking of the first thing that could distract him from coming any closer to you with that face that you had the very sudden urge to lean slightly forward and kiss.

No. That would be a disaster. You would probably be fired if you did that. Your father would ban you from coming to races and you’d never see Minhyun again. Not that he would want to see you again if you did, anyway. He would definitely be creeped out by it. Stupid, stupid thoughts.

You were able to slip back into the garage, muttering something about finding a tool. Minhyun just leaned against his car and watched you, a smile still playing on his lips. You were just so… adorable. And why was he only realising that today? Your mannerisms were so precious, and all he wanted to do was hug you. You’d probably fit into his arms just perfectly. The thought made him feel all warm inside.

Minhyun was the type to become extra cheeky and confident once he knew he had the upper hand. It didn’t take him long to note that not only did you like him as well, but that you also got flustered very easily. He used this knowledge to his advantage every single day. 

Minhyun had just finished his final lap on the new track, his performance as perfect as ever, shaving an extra 3 seconds off his time with his drifting skills improving on the corners. You would never get tired of watching him race. He stepped out of his car with a handsome grin, immediately coming up to you to ask how he did.

“You were okay.” You replied with a teasing smile.

“Only okay?” He frowned, fishing for a bigger compliment from you.

“Maybe slightly more than okay.” 

“Really?” He leaned a bit closer to you, face dangerously close in a way that made your cheeks flare up.

“Y-yeah, really.” You stuttered until he straightened again, giving you space to breath and calm down.

“You’d better be there for the race tomorrow. I have something to tell you.” He told you vaguely and walked off, not giving you anymore hints, but successfully piquing your curiosity. You were planning to watch, anyway.

//

It was the biggest championship race of the whole season. Minhyun had fought hard to be in the lineup and compete, and he was easily one of the most anticipated racers. Your motivational tactics had definitely helped him practise and improve his skills, all leading up to this very race. His growing crush on you had given him ample reason to show up to practise as much as possible, and the results were clear. He was racing better than he ever had.

“Most important race of the year,” Minhyun’s past co-driver, Furious, commented with a pat on his shoulder. She was here for support, and secretly eager to meet whoever this girl was who Minhyun couldn’t shut up about.

“I’m one of the best racers here. I’ll do fine.”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll do more than just fine. My money's on you for the trophy.” Furious smirked and then stood on her tiptoes to ruffle his hair, earning a scowl from the taller boy. “I’ll be in section A, not that you’ll have time to look for me while you’re busy racing.”

“Thanks. I’ll see you after the race.” 

You peered around the corner, watching them talk, feeling a strange mixture of jealousy and hurt swirl around in your stomach. Minhyun liked you… right? Right. There was no way he didn’t. Unless?

“Welcome to the championship race of the season, folks! We’ve all been anticipating this day, I’m sure!” You crept off to your seat at the sound of the announcer. The race would soon begin, and despite your unpleasant thoughts about Minhyun’s past co-driver, you weren’t going to miss seeing him race for a second. You watched Furious step up to her seat, a couple rows down from you but still in the same section. She was very pretty. 

“Let’s see the lineup, shall we?” The crowd's cheers were deafening as the camera panned down to the racers standing next to their cars on the asphalt. “And here we have the youngest, most loved driver of the season!! Everyone give it up for Optimus!” 

You clapped and screamed as loud as the rest of the crowd as the camera focused on him. He smiled cheekily and then turned to the crowd and blew a kiss. Right. At. Your. Section. You couldn’t help the blush that spread to your cheeks, but you quickly shut down your thoughts. The kiss was probably for Furious. She was in the same section, after all.

You didn’t have much time to linger on it, as the race soon commenced and your focus was entirely on Minhyun’s sleek red and black car speeding along the track. You watched in anticipation as he overtook the car in second place, obtaining it for himself. Now all he had to do was maintain it and catch up to first place. He managed that quicker than you thought possible, and the crowd erupted again.

You were on an adrenaline high as you watched Minhyun cross the finish line just barely before the car in second place. You stood up and raced down to the pit. You had never smiled so much in your entire life. You caught up to his crew just as he stepped out of the car and discarded his racing helmet.

Was it because he just won or was he always this breathtakingly handsome? Within a second of making eye contact, Minhyun was already running to you, sweeping you off your feet and into his arms, spinning you around slightly in a fit of laughter and the aftershock of just winning a race as prestigious as this.

“I knew you would win.” You rushed out, arms still clinging onto Minhyun’s figure, his gloved hands finding your waist, holding you close.

“Really?” He asked, out of breath, heart beating a mile a minute. You nodded quickly, face breaking out into a smile. “I love you.” He mumbled, leaning forward before you could process anything.

All your senses were filled with just him. It was all you could think of as he kissed you softly. Just Minhyun, and only Minhyun. You kissed him back, of course, and you decided it was probably the best thing you had ever experienced. His lips were soft and his hands held you close to him firmly. If you had a choice in the matter, you never wanted the moment to end.

When Minhyun pulled away, he hugged you again, arms circling around your figure tightly, face pressed against the side of your head. You felt as if you were flying amongst the clouds, giddy butterflies dancing around in your stomach at the thought that Minhyun had just kissed you. Feeling a boost of confidence, you pressed a quick kiss to his neck. He pulled back, half in shock, half in astonished delight.

“I didn’t know you had the guts.” He teased.

You laughed, “I have the guts to kiss my boyfriend.” You said simply, making Minhyun raise an eyebrow.

“I’m your boyfriend?” He asked, a smile curving on his lips.

“You are now.” You nodded, pulling him down for another kiss.

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AXE AXE GODDDDD I'M NOT OKAY

IMAGINE SECRET RELATIONSHIP WITH RACER!MINHYUN TAKING YOU OUT FOR A RIDE AROUND THE CITY

And maybe some make out

night ride

author’s note. HIYA MIZU!!! i’m glad to know that there’s more minhyun enthusiasts than me n zanna fr fr!! thank you for the req and i hope you enjoy it, even tho it’s a lil short :(

word count. +- 500

“oh come on, it’ll be fun!”

there’s a mischievous smirk dancing on your boyfriend’s lips and you’re not sure if you like it even one bit.

“baby, i know you’re a professional… however, i can’t help but feel scared. so no thank you” you grunt and poke his chest that’s adorned by a leather jacket. minhyun grins and grabs your hand, pulling you closer. the sudden impact causes you to stumble and straight-on bump into his chest.

“oh come on, just a little ride” your boyfriend hums, his voice next to your head causing goosebumps to grow hot on your skin “no one will see us, i promise”

minhyun knows you like a back of his hand. and he sees that you’re debating it – which could be already considered a victory.

“okay, fine. whatever” you grumbled, still not fully convinced. minhyun gently grabbed your chin with his calloused fingers and planted a sweet kiss on your lips.

“we’ll be safe, if you’re worried. and i can get you food afterwards…?” he tilted his head like an innocent and intrigued puppy but he was quite the opposite – a mischievous cat, that’s bribing you into doing something he wants.

mere moments later you found yourself clutching into minhyun’s broad and toned back like a koala. you thought you were squeezing the life out of him with the tightness of your grip.

the view was beautiful, you had to admit. the lights in buildings of afar were flashing due to the constant, fast movement. the black night sky contrasted with them beautifully, the panoramic of the city at night starting to creep up into the top 3 of your favourite views. with hwang minhyun, your one and only boyfriend, being a proud winner and holding the number 1 spot.

the helmet you had prevented your hair from blowing into all the directions. in the comfort of the blinking stars and passing by other cars with an unimaginable speed, you allowed yourself to relax (obviously not letting go of your grip).

minhyun took off his helmet and ruffled his hair, the corners of his lips going up in a teasing manner.

“so? it wasn’t that bad, pretty?” he hummed, taking off yours. you pouted, looking at his handsome face.

“mhm” you mumbled.

the place where minhyun took you was a beach. he parked his motorcycle at the parking that had a view of the seashore, the waves crushing with a soothing sound.

“it’s beautiful here” you sighed, lips slowly turning into a smile.

“not as you, though” he grinned and his gloved hand cupped your cheeks gently. “a kiss for your badass boyfriend?”

“ah, don’t be so cocky now” you giggled and nodded, letting him know that he can kiss you.

minhyun’s lips landed on you softly, letting himself enjoy the moment. he tasted like vanilla and smelled like it too – his cologne filled your nose due to the proximity. your boyfriend kissed away the remains of the stress that the night ride caused. but with that prize at the end of the road, you were willing to go to such trips more often.

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꒰⠀⠀✿⠀𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇 : 니닁 ꒱ 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇'𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 !

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