#svt kim mingyu

[robinhobiii]

The Truth Untold

CEO! Jeonghan

Y/n’s son goes missing and there’s only 13 suspects that last seen her son. One of them happens to be her husband, Jeonghan.

Bad clue inspired

It has been approximately three months since Jeongmin was last seen. Y/n was restless. Her beautiful baby boy was missing and she was a wreck. What made it worse was that fact that her husband, CEO Yoon Jeonghan, was not really bothered by the fact that he was missing.

Where was the caring father that he showed Jeongmin? Where the loving man that put his family first?

She was anxious and nervous by this. It’s as if her status as a detective meant nothing in this moment. The court and other officials forbade her from digging into the case. This was a family related case and she wasn’t allowed to have any bias towards anyone.

That caused her to get even more mad. No matter what, she’ll find her precious baby boy.

. . .

She decided to visit an old friend. A friend that go way beyond her and Jeonghan’s history together.

“Hmm~ What’s this? Miss goodie two shoes at my office~?”

She looked almost defeated as she had to ask him for help.

“Seokjin, please help me”

Kim Seokjin. A man that has so many underground connections, that even he forgets who he knows. They coincidentally met one night when his wife was kidnapped and he had to turn to a real detective instead of intel from the mafia organizations. Her time and devotion to find his wife was admirable to him that he kept her around for certain small tasks. However, Y/n distances herself from him as the rise of scandals among officials were coming out at a rapid speed. She didn’t want to harm her or his reputation so she kept a safe distance from him. His, obnoxious behavior, seems to have never changed like all those years ago.

“My, my~ you seem so desperate. What’s the special occasion~?”

She looked to the side and sighed. She didn’t want to regret this but he was making a bit difficult to not.

“My son is missing and the court is not really taking it seriously.”

His eyebrow quirked up as he smirked slightly.

“So I’ve heard. Well then, what’s my repayment?”

“Jin, you still owe me for helping you find your wife all those years ago”

He heartily laughed as his smirked broadens.

“You’re right I suppose. However, your husband is a very powerful man. If we get caught, it’ll only plummet you and your career as detective. I’m protected by Mafia Law. Only you know how your husband acts so proceed with caution. You’re aware of all this right?”

She nodded. “I know. I’m ready to take any precautions moving forward. Just please help me find him”

“Very well then Miss Y/n, it’s a pleasure to work with you again.”

He shook her hand to seal the deal.

. . .

It’s been officially four months since her son has been missing. Her and Jin were able to list out 13 possible candidates that could’ve known what happened to her son.

One and two. Choi Seungcheol and Lee Jihoon.

Business partners and close childhood friends. Stick together like glue and never make a decision without consulting each other. They own the music academy that Jeongmin used to attend.

Three and four. Lee Seokmin and Boo Seungkwan.

Both music teachers at Jeongmin’s music academy. Jeongmin often spent extra time after classes to stay with either one of them for extra practice.

Five. Seo Myungho.

His personal bodyguard slash butler that has been assigned by Jeonghan to protect Jeongmin. He’s almost everywhere with Jeongmin and does almost everything with him.

Six and seven. Lee Chan and Kwon Soonyoung.

Both run a dance studio that the music teachers frequent. They’ve been seen with Jeongmin plenty of times.

Eight and nine. Joshua Hong and Hansol Chwe.

They both are assistants to Yoon Jeonghan and Lee Jihoon respectively. They seems to be very close despite working at two separate companies.

Ten. Jeon Wonwoo.

Personal tutor and mentor of Jeongmin. Spend a lot of time with Jeongmin after school and often takes him out for ice cream as a reward.

Eleven and twelve. Kim Mingyu and Moon Junhwi.

Personal chefs at the Yoon residents. Often seen with Jeongmin making dinner or desserts. They always take him out to fields and farms to let him pick fresh vegetables and fruits of his liking.

Thirteen. Yoon Jeonghan.

Jeongmin’s father and Y/n’s Husband. A wealthy and power man that over looks almost all of Korea’s wealth. His influence is unmatched and he knows it. He was the last official person to ever see Jeongmin before he went missing.

. . .

She dissected through their entire schedule. Making notes and comments about their daily lives. She needs to see a solid pattern before making any assumptions about any of them. Her increasing anxiety was keeping her on edge.

Jeonghan seemed to have noticed this slight change in her. He watched her look out into the calm and cool night from the balcony. He hugged her from behind and rested his chin in her neck.

“You okay baby?”

She only hummed a response and continue looked at the night scene.

“You know everyone’s trying their best to find Jeongmin. Don’t you worry your pretty little head. He’ll be back before you know it.” He says as he gently kissed down her neck.

“Are they really? It’s been four months Jeonghan. I want my son now.”

“Shh, honey. He’ll be back before we even know it. We’ll see the truth behind his disappearance and everything will be fine”

Oh, how true this statement is. However, the outcome is not what is to be expected.

. . .

Her eyes raked through the various pages of information about these men. Their every move and decision was document. What was the cause of this?

How are these men connected?

Do they really know what happens to Jeongmin?

These questions and thoughts are flooding her brain. She constantly is reminded that her beautiful son is not with her and it kills her everyday.

Her husband doesn’t seem to be bothered by their son’s disappearance. It irks her so much as he doesn’t care about their only son’s disappearance.

To be continue. . .

. . .

Hi! This is my first time doing any type of series! I really like the bad clue series from going seventeen and I wanted to make something inspired by it. This had been in my draft for months now and I just wanted to get something out already, lol. I honestly don’t know how long this will take, or how many parts there might be. So, I hope you enjoy as I write this.

Thank you ♡

[wonijinjin]

being in a relationship with kim mingyu: silly headcanons

synopsis: my silly thoughts on how it would be to live and be in a relationship with mingyu, @babyleostuff thank you for helping me list these and listening to me talking about these scenarios i loved it

word count: 1.2k | genre: fluff, humour/crack | pairing: mingyu x f! reader | warnings: mentions of dresses, food, diets, reader being overall somewhat smaller than mingyu

- okay so mingyu is a goofy man we all know this, but here are some things about living with him and being his girlfriend that would make you go crazy (in both good and bad ways)

- he would scare the shit out of you every morning since his little confused puppy face and messy hair directly in your face would be such a shocker every single time you wake up in the same bed as him, especially if you went to bed alone and he snuck into bed during the night if he worked late. this would result in you screaming you head off and him being so surprised aswell he might even fall off the bed lmao.

- sleeping with him also includes him being the most comfortable pillow ever, but there would be a price you would have to pay for it; he would get on top of you during the night, kinda like a nice free weighed blanket, except the fact that he would be so heavy after some time you couldn’t breathe and would have to hit him continuously until he wakes up.

- this man would definitely be a pathological liar when it comes to stories about him being brave over something, like my man literally caught a single fly or bug and he would be like “yeah that’s right i tamed a 10 meters long python.” also he would not shut up about it, bringing it up every time there’s a chance, but when you would actually need help getting rid of an insect he would run away crying like the baby he is.

- he would love to cook for you, but would turn into the biggest clutz when you are in charge in the kitchen; you would be peacefully cooking when he would come into the room upon smelling the fruit of your hard work, making everything go wrong; the moment this man appears next to you with the sentence “oh my god i wanna help you you know how much i love cooking, especially with you.” your peace and quiet would be over, in the end resulting in you having to clean up all the mess he made while he sits on the couch as a punishment after you scolded him. (after this incident you would probably never allow him to help you cook, only the other way around)

- he adores sundresses and overall cutesy summer clothes, you cannot tell me otherwise, he would be hypnotised by the way the dress looked on you, trying to match his shirt with it. he would be spinning you around all day to some kind of music, loving the way the dress flows, how the fabric feels on his hands, and how cute you look in his arms, really making the moment feel like a real fairytale.

- mingyu’s brain works faster than light so it is really hard to understand what he says, since he’s always talking with such speed which would result in you having to stop him every 5 minutes to tell him to slow down and him being confused about why you cannot keep up with him, saying that he always talks like this. (mingyu babes that doesn’t mean it was understandable before lmao)

- another thing connected to him speaking is his cute little lisp; you would always tease him for it (as you do for everything else) in a cute way and he would be such a drama queen saying that you were the meanest, when in reality you loved it so much you could burst from affection every time this man opened his mouth.

- he would insist on driving you everywhere; doesn’t matter if you have your drivers licence or not mingyu would love you to be his passenger princess. he would put on sunglassses to seem cool while he is driving with one hand, his other on your thigh, looking at you from time to time while you stared at him shamelessly, drooling over how good he looked while driving.

- no matter how much of an organised person you are, you would probably have little arguments with him about you not washing the dishes right after cooking or leaving your books or other personal belongings scattered around the house. he just cannot help it, he is a clean freak.

- mingyu would try to be romantic by catching you off guard with a kiss, but would bump his forehead with yours and would have to tend to the ache in both of your temples after the incident, making him sulky and worried about you, and of course ashamed that he was clumsy yet again. (don’t worry you would laugh it off, making it up to him by giving him many many kisses)

- people would always assume that he wore the pants in the relationship but in reality i think your roles would be very well balanced. he may be a gentle person but he wouldn’t be afraid to speak up on your behalf if needed, always prioritising your protection.

- he would let you do his skincare to cheer you up when you had a bad day, since your stress relief comes from babying him (like fr who wouldn’t want to baby this cutie?), so he would be patiently sitting while you applied every serum and sheet mask existing on the planet to his face.

- his hugs are one of the best things in the world, being engulfed by his large frame would always be so comforting, him letting you inhale the scent of his cologne for as long as you need.

- he is a gymrat as everyone knows, and he would insist on you going to the gym with him at least once. you don’t have to worry if you are not a gym girly, because he wants you there to help him; he would ask you to sit on his back while doing pushups, or to get on top of some of the equipment, basically he would use you as human weights, kissing you every time he came up to where you were positioned, sheepishly smiling at you as you watched his big muscles work in awe.

- he would get so shy and giggly if you complimented him, like he has a big ego of course he knows he is handsome, but if the praise comes from you he would be melting and giggling like the babygirl he is.

- he loves to eat and loves meat; finding him grilling randomly in the backyard of the house at like midnight wouldn’t be a surprising occurrence.

- mingyu would stuff you full of food every chance he gets, no questions asked. he eats very well as we know (as he should!) because well for those muscles and the amount of workouts he does he needs the energy to be fair; whenever he eats you need to have a bite with him too, even if you say you are dieting or aren’t hungry he doesn’t care; he just feeds you. you cannot escape especially if he is cooking for you.

- he loves to drink from time to time so on occasions when you would join him he would forget how big of a man he really is and would definitely try to lean on you for support as he would be so drunk, only to realise that he is basically crushing you to death lmao.

- he is a man with a childlike heart, so he would try to fit his tall ass figure into such small spaces, which would definitely result in needing your help to pull him out of like children’s playground swings and stuff, poor guy would be whining so loudly about his everything hurting the next day.

- lastly and most importantly; he loves you so much he would let you do (and get him do to) anything without hesitation, and whatever bad thing you did he would never get angry at you, you are just his baby and to him you cannot do any harm even if you told him you burned his house off.

[odxrilove]

☆ MINGYU BOYFRIEND TEXTS

pairing: mingyu x f!reader

warnings: established relationship, cursing, hoshi cameo? pregnancy mention (pic 9), angst (pic 5+6)

a/n: this is a small gift for my baby seiu @atrirose because ik how much she loves (is obsessed w) her bf mingyu and because she's going through exams rn ^^ goodluck baby and i love you (≧◡≦) ♡

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[slytherinshua]

GOLDEN RETRIEVER

genre. fluff. warnings. none. pairing. mingyu x fem!reader. wc. 439. request. requested by @mangocustard16 for the 1500 follower event here!! a/n. i love sleepy mingyu fluff always its like an obsession

Mingyu, despite how serious and hot he could look on-stage, was a completely different person with you. If a golden retriever could have ever turned into a human, Kim Mingyu was certainly the perfect representation of one. He was always smiling and giggling, and he never seemed to be truly aware of how big and strong he was— surprising not just you, but him as well.

But even though the size difference between you two was blaringly evident; your boyfriend still loved lying on top of you. Lying with his head on your chest so he could hear your heart beating steadily was his favourite. It was soothing to him. He was a positive person overall, but he had his own struggles and hardships, as everyone did. Listening to your heartbeat and feeling your soft breath as he fell asleep was one of the best ways he could reset.

But tonight, it seemed as if it wasn’t enough.

“Something bothering you? You keep shifting.” You asked in a mumble, glancing down at the man who kept twisting and turning, sometimes lying with his head on you, sometimes opting for a pillow instead. It was rather unlike him— usually he was able to fall asleep almost immediately.

“It’s just not comfortable.” He pouted in response and rolled over to face you again.

“Come here. I have an idea.” You whispered, opening your arms for your boyfriend to come cuddle closer. He settled his head back on your chest, right over your heart, and stared up at you.

“Close your eyes, Gyu. You won’t be able to fall asleep while staring at me.” You smiled, endeared at the fact that he seemed to always want to admire you; but also ever aware of the early shooting schedule for the next morning. He should have been asleep an hour ago if he was aiming for 6 full hours. He followed your instructions, letting out a huff and wrapping his left arm around your waist. You lifted your left hand so it rested gently on top of his head and slowly started to play with his dark locks.

“What are you- oh. It feels nice.” His voice softened, and you could feel him relax a bit more in your arms. 

You should’ve realized sooner that your boyfriend would like pets, just like dogs do. You continued raking your fingers through his hair, making sure to be as gentle as possible and not pull on any tangled strands. You were about to ask if he was feeling sleepier when you heard his soft snores and had to hold back a laugh. 

Your boyfriend was definitely a golden retriever.

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[fairyhaos]

[03:04 AM] — mingyu .

req by @weird-bookworm, 419 words, hurt/comfort

It's not often you wake up to your boyfriend crying. 

In fact, it's never happened before. But it's happening now, and Mingyu's sobs are wracking his entire body as he sits up in bed, hands over his face, and your barely-awake brain goes into alert mode as you sit up instantly, touching his arm. 

"Mingyu? Mingyu, honey, what's wrong?"

His breaths are erratic, like he’s trying to cry quietly and not disturb you, and it breaks your heart. He’s not replying to your concerned questions, but he does turn towards your voice, face still covered by his eyes.

So you stop asking, because really that’s not what’s important right now. What’s most important is helping him calm down.

“Shh, it’s okay, it’s okay, I’m here with you,” you say soothingly, fingers wrinkling into the back of his shirt, burying his head into your shoulder. He may have a ridiculously broad frame, but he’s still devastatingly small in your arms, his shoulders trembling as he folds himself into your embrace.

“Y—Y/N—”

“I’m right here, baby, don't worry,” you say instantly, rubbing circles into his back. “Shh, don’t cry, it’s alright. I’m right here.”

Mingyu hiccups and makes a small whining noise into your shoulder, a cut-off whimper that means he’s still trying to hold back his tears. “My dream—you said y—you were g—going to leave—”

And oh, you realise what’s happened. Your boyfriend has always had some sort of mild fear of you one day breaking up with him, even though you’d told him time and time again that that was a fear you should be having about him. But nevertheless, he feels that way, but you never realised it was a fear big enough to make him wake up crying from a bad dream.

“Oh, honey,” you whisper, soft, one hand cradling the back of his head, the other still rubbing his back. “I’m not going anywhere. I promise. Why would I, when I’m so, so in love with you?”

And that’s when he breaks, letting out a cracked sob as he finally descends into noisy, wet tears.

It's rare for your boyfriend to cry. Rare for him to cry so hard that he forgets to breathe, that he clings to you like you’re his last lifeline, that he runs out of tears and simply whimpers brokenly into your shirt.

But you hold him through it, blinking back your own tears, rocking him from side to side. Being his comfort.

After all, that’s all he ever is to you.

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[monnn]

When you know, you know.

staring: Idol! Mingyu x Non-idol!, GN! s/o

wc: 1.4k-ish

genre: slice of life(?), FLUFF. YOU HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO LOVE MINGOO, comfort-ish(?)

warnings: mentions of food, reader being sick(in love), tooth-rotting fluff.

a/n: hi omg hello, i am alive and finally out of my writer's block(ig?). i'm terribly unwell atm and i've never craved the comfort of a person as much as i do with gyu, so here's a highly self-indulgent fic! i hope you are doing okay and i just wanna say, i'm so glad to be writing again. have a great day/night and hope this fic reaches the person in need of a cutie mingoo atm! ♡

the song rec for this fic would be Margaret by LDR ft. Bleachers!!!

Mingyu's on his way back, with your favourite meal and boba. Was there a reason to get take-out? Definitely not, he really just felt like it. If you had made food, Min could convince you to have it next day. That's how it usually went and he was mostly successful. With his manager dropping him off, he heads inside the elevator and straight to your floor. Since he already knew the code to your apartment, he quietly let himself in, eyes immediately searching for you.

What he doesn't expect to find, is you sitting in the dark on a chair, curled up in one of your fav blankets with a flask coddled in your arms. Your head's supported by a chair on the dining table, mouth slightly open as you doze further away. Min quietly trots through the living room to you, slowly putting the bags down, careful not to wake you up. He adores you for a good minute, slowly lifting you up to rest in your bed. Their neck must hurt, but they keep doing this >:( he wonders to himself while carrying you.

He lets you rest while he does all the chores that you weren't able to do cause of your sickness. A few hours pass by, you wake up with Mingyu sitting by your side, barely touching you in the process of waking you up. He knew how extra sensitive you were to touch when sick, hence he decided to call out for you than kissing you to consciousness. You wake up slowly while he adjusts pillows behind for you to sit straight, he really is a nagging Asian mum in disguise. Handing you warm water to hydrate, he looks at you with all the love in him to see if you need anything from him. You catch him looking and reach for his hand, realising the love you have for him is unbelievable.

"You know love, I can't ever thank you for being so kind to me. I feel like there isn't enough of me to be so damn grateful for you." you say, lovingly gazing at the love of your life. A faint pink's spread all over his face as he nuzzles his face to your hand.

"And I'm ever so happy to be the receiver of your gratefulness, regardless of the amount. It takes two to tango I guess." he says, ever so lightly pressing his lips to your hand. After basking in each other's presence for a while, he mentions about the food he's got, which gets you outta bed in no time.

You head to the kitchen to unpack the boba, while he joins you in heating the food up. It's then you think how freeing it is, to be doing the most mundane things with Mingyu. He just seems to make the littlest of things much more better and you love that about him. A bump against your shoulder gets you back, where the food to your side is all ready to be devoured. Quickly removing the covers around drinks, you move to place them on the dining table. One where you're sitting and the other next to you. That's the thing about you guys, Mingyu never likes it when he's not next to you. He hates how all the fancy restaurants have seats across and not next to each other. But now, he gets to have a meal with you next to him and he thinks about how this is his highlight of the day. Min loves being around you and having a meal, so it's like two of his favourite things put together. You spread out the mat for the hot pan to be put on while settling down in your seat, waiting for the food to arrive. Looking at this, Mingyu hurries to place the pan down while grabbing two spoons before sitting down. Both of you look at each other, nodding in agreement to start eating. It's absolute delight running through your body and eyes for Mingyu. He loves it when you enjoy things he does for you. Raising your boba drinks to cheer, both of you devour in silence, enjoying the food and each other's presence. By end of the meal, you're much more comfortable to let Min under your skin and he's never been so much happier to be as affectionate as his heart needs. Taking the last bite, you stand up to call dibs on cleaning up since he literally did all the leftover chores. And right when you're about to get the pan, Min's grabbing you by the hand, turning you to face him. You're glad to be seeing eye-to-eye since he's on his butt and you're standing.

"What's up?"

"Can you please let me do the dishes? You're literally sick, doing more work would just worsen it."

"But Min, you did all of the chores! It's really unfair if you don't let me, you know." you say as he scoffs.

"I don't care, I love you but please let me do the cleaning."

"I love you so so sooo much too my Min, but I cannot let you do the cleaning up."

"Okay, how about we rock-paper-scissors this?"

"Alright. On the count of three, two, one!"

And to his luck, you throw a rock while he throws a paper. The council has decided and you accept your fate, slowly moving away from the pan.

Right at the moment, Mingyu pulls you in a hug, nuzzling further to your middle while almost sounding like a puppy adjusting to fall asleep. You wrap your arms around him, leaning down to lay your head on his. But, you're suddenly pushed away just to be pulled back onto his lap, while he holds you dearly and continues to be adorable. Again, you have no choice but to stay limp for him to recharge himself. It's hard not to admit how secure and loved you feel in Mingyu's big beefy arms, you kiss him on the side of his head impulsively to convey the same. That loosens his hold on you, him whining on how you always catch him off-guard with your actions. Now, there's nothing but giggles filled in your living room, both of you so knee-deep in love and into each other cause when you know, you know.

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a/n: comments and feedback are highly appreciated! hope you enjoyed reading this work of mine, thank you! x

[ssentimentals]

mingyu + first morning together

mingyu wakes up due to prickling sensation and it takes him full ten seconds to place where it's coming from; when he does though, he can't help but smile contentedly. the weight of your warm body half-draped on his chest turned his arm numb and there's also a tad bit of moisture on his shirt, which most definitely is your drool. he looks at your sleeping head and only huffs affectionately. all in all, it should be concerning how he doesn't mind it, not at all.

'babe,' he whispers, testing how deep in sleep you are. when you don't move and inch and continue to sleep peacefully, he tries again: 'baby.'

he gently caresses your face, smiling at the cute way you scrunch up your nose. this action makes him want to plant thousand of kisses all over your face, but he holds back with a great restraint because you were tired and deserved a good sleep. god, he is so done for. understanding that you're not going to wake up, he carefully extracts himself from under you and gingerly moves out of the bed. your lips form into a small pout and inside of him little five years old girl is squealing of your cuteness - yeah, he's got it bad. with his stiff body from sleeping in the same position, he moves to the guest bathroom, not wanting to disrupt your sleep. he tiptoes around the house even though he knows not even the loudest storm will wake you up right now. this thought crosses his mind and then he feels incredibly blessed and lucky to know you that well, to know this kind of information about you that is not in the open, the one you can learn only if you are close. when it comes to you mingyu is so greedy - he wants to know it all, more than anyone else. he wants to be close, so close, the closest to you, wants to embody himself so deep into your heart that it will take a shape of his name. sometimes the intensity of his desire scares him, but he reminds himself that it's okay to be greedy sometimes and he is greedy only when it comes to you.

quickly going through his morning routine, mingyu then moves to the kitchen, humming familiar tune under his breath. it's crazy how different he feels now from how he usually feels when he wakes up alone; usually his mind is filled with thousand and one thoughts and his mood is rather stagnant, while right now he wants to sing and jump and happiness fills his soul to the brim. his chest feels tight just thinking about how this is your first morning together, how there'll be many more mornings like that, when he'lll get to wake up by your side, watch you sleep, get to cook a breakfast for you just like he's doing now. mingyu is a grateful guy, he knows a blessing when he sees one, and having you wake up with him is a blessing. he thinks of the way you adorably whined before going to sleep, how you two giggled in front of the mirror in the bathroom while brushing your teeth - his most sacred, intimate fantasies of domestic life came true in just one evening with you. smiling from ear to ear, he doesn't even notice how he goes from cooking one dish to another, head in the cloud with thoughts about you. you, you, you. how you cuddle to him while sleeping even if it's too hot, how you frown when he moves his arm away, how your body molds into his and fits perfectly like you two were made for each other - and you were, mingyu is sure of it. so lost in his head, he doesn't hear approaching footsteps and gets frightened when you clear your throat, calling his name softly.

'god, you scared me babe-' he stops, turning around and seeing you. mingyu blinks, taking your appereance in again and then whines loudly: 'how can you stand there looking like that?'

your adorable confusion at this only makes him whine more. 'babyyy,' he lets out, sounding like he's in physical pain.

the t-shirt in question, that's oversized even on him, swallows you up whole and hangs off your one shoulder; coupled with your sleepy look and pouty lips, it's the image that has his knees growing weak. you blink at him, smiling lightly as you approach for the cuddles. which he immediately gives, because there's nothing in this world that he won't give to you willingly without you having to even ask. basking in his attention and soft kisses on top of your head, you turn your head a little, huffing a small laugh: 'what's all of this?'

mingyu blushes, hiding his face in your hair. 'i made breakfast, but i didn't know what you will feel like eating now, so-'

'so you made enough to feed a small tribe.' you finish for him, looking over everything on the table. lifting your head to make eye contact, you mumble: 'baby, that's too much.'

cradling your face in his hands and holding it like a precious jewel, mingyu leans in, pecking your forehead, eyelids, nose and then lips. 'nothing is too much when it comes to you.'

he sees the way your eyes light up at this, how you try so hard not to blush but still avert your eyes, smiling shyly. this soft happiness that radiates from you is enough to send his heart hammering away and it takes everything in his willpower not to scoop you up in his arms and carry you back to the bedroom, breakfast be damned. 'go wash up, i'll make tea,' he whispers, planting one kiss on your temple.

'let me go then,' you chuckle, pointing at his arms that hold you like a vice.

'only for you to wash up,' mingyu grumbles fakely, earning a giggle from you. 'be quick!'

'don't eat anything before me!' you shout, rushing to the bathroom. 'wait for me!'

mingyu bites his tongue in order not to shout the 'i'll always wait for you' answer. he still whispers it to himself though, because it feels godo to say it out loud and because it's true. he'll always wait for you.

a/n: what a better way to come back from hiatus than with mingyu fluff? hope you liked this one! check out my other works here - nini

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[woozvc]

better left unsaid.

req (from 💩 anon) — "mingyu loosing his temper on you and it hurts like a bitch"

read pt.2 here - promises.

synopsis - "mingyu was the sweetest guy you knew, till he let his emotions get the best of him."

pairing — mingyu x gn!reader

genre/s — so much angst

cw— mention of a heated argument, screaming, reader flinches once, cursing.

w/c - 1k ish

mingyu is the sweetest guy you know.

you've dated people, some good some bad but, none of them treated you how good mingyu did.

in the haze of the “perfect relationship” you seemed to have forgotten that people will always act as people. human emotions are stronger than we give it credit for.

arguments are never easy, specially with a loved one but they're easy to solve with proper reasoning. you hoped.

it started with a shitty day. you woke up and the power of the entire city was out so you got late to your work. mingyu also had the same start, but everyone was late to practice so it got ignored.

nothing major happened, just small things throughout the day.

you lost one of your files at work, mingyu forgot the choreography more than once. you dropped your coffee at work, mingyu got in an argument with his manager.

a shitty day.

a shitty day that leds to a shitty mood.

you got home first, wanting this day to end as soon as possible. you dropped your bag near the door and face planted at the couch, just wanting the comfort of your home. mingyu arrived 2hours later. he entered hurriedly, wanting to do the same thing as you.

mingyu was a clumsy man. he didn't see your bag, tripped and hit his knee hard on the marble floor.

it felt as though the entire apartment shook. you got up and ran to him but he held his knee, got up and walked away not acknowledging you. it hurt but you shurgged it off, not wanting to pay attention to it. you went to check what you both could have for dinner.

next thing that happened was all of his tshirts were in the wash, it was your turn to take them out.

mingyu felt his annoyance rising but he buried it down, put on a old tshirt and walked to the kitchen limping.

“you forgot the groceries” you said chuckling, trying to reduce the tension in the house.

it was supposed to be a joke. mingyu didn't take it as a joke.

the entire day's frustration broke down. he pointed out you not doing the laundry, you pointed out the power outage, he pointed out his busy schedule and etc etc etc

but never in your 3year relationship with mingyu did you expect a little thing to get this bad. unknowingly you were raising your voices slowly till the ball dropped.

“JUST FUCKING SHUT UP ONCE A WHILE”

mingyu screamed at you with an exaggerated hand gesture and you flinched. he did something that made you flinch.

mingyu said something he would regret for the rest of his life. you physically stepped back. mingyu was a tall man and him screaming at you made him a lot scarier. you just stared at him wide eyed.

seeing your reaction and realising his words, mingyu immediately shut up. he covered his mouth and put his hand out

“baby I didn't mean to-”

“stop.”

you stepped back. you looked at his eyes now threatening with tears and walked to your room, locking the door and for a second sinking down on the floor.

a few minutes passed when you stepped out, you saw mingyu sitting at the kitchen floor. his eyes we're red with tears, face swollen. he looked at you and said with a shaky voice

“w-where are yo-you going?”

“don't call me for a while”

and you left, walked to your best friends house. he watched you leave, watched you walk out the door of the apartment the both of you made a home.

mingyu was the sweetest guy you knew, till he let his emotions get the best of him.

a/n - any complaints about angst will go to 💩 anon they fuled the angst writer in me (atleast both of you are alive in this fic! most of the characters from the stories I wrote in 2022 can't relate LMFAO)

[sweetiesicheng]

mingyu - after school

word count : 558

happy birthday to mingyu~

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"this is so annoying," your friend mumbled as they closed their locker. "these exams are so hard!" she said while facing towards you.

"you can come to cram school with me," you offered to her while putting one of your textbooks away.

"maybe tomorrow. i have practice for tennis in a bit," she said. "i'll see you tomorrow."

"bye, drive safe," you said to her as she walked away. you checked your backpack to make sure you had everything with you. you closed your locker and put your backpack on. then, you walked down the hall and headed to the entrance of the school. you walked out of the doors and saw people lingering around still despite school already over.

"hey l/n!"

you walked down the short staircase in front of your school even after someone called your name.

"ooh, he just ignored her."

"oh that's hilarious."

you heard people laugh before feeling someone grab your backpack, preventing you from walking forward.

"need something?" you asked, turning around to see an underclassman standing across of you.

"how about some of your time?" the guy said to you.

you rolled your eyes at him and huffed out, "really?"

"damn, his game ain't up anymore," someone spoke from behind.

the guy grabbed your jacket, clearly agitated, "what'd you say?"

"i don't think you keep up anymore," you replied and peeked your head to look at everyone else behind the guy, "none of you keep up actually. it's funny."

"what the hell are you doing?"

you turned your head back and saw mingyu getting out of his car. he walked up, eyeing the guy in front of you.

"don't make me ask twice," mingyu said to him. the guy let go of you and took a step back. mingyu put his arm over your shoulders and looked down at you. "are they bothering you?" he asked you.

you shook your head, "no, i was just telling them that they don't keep up with the current news," you answered before looking at the guy. "you really need to keep up with the upperclassmen. we're a lot different and not as stupid as you," you said to him.

"senior has a girlfriend? since when?"

"should we run?"

"go in the car," mingyu said to you while putting his arm down. you nodded and turned around. you walked to his car and got into the back seat.

"hey wonwoo," you greeted your friend, who was in the driver's seat.

"yo."

"what's going on out there?" vernon asked, looking up from his phone to speak to you.

"sophomores being annoying," you mentioned while taking your backpack off. you looked through the window and saw some of the sophomores running away while mingyu confronted the guy who was trying to talk to you. "mingyu's being scary again. i think he's taking after coups," you said with a chuckle.

"well if s.coups was here, then it'd be over already," wonwoo said.

the front passenger door opened and mingyu got into the car.

"hi babe," you greeted him.

"hey, baby," mingyu greeted. "you guys hungry?" he asked all of you.

"let's just get a snack. i need to study," wonwoo said and started driving.

"how'd those kids take it?" vernon asked mingyu.

mingyu looked back with a sly grin, "it'll be fun messing with them for awhile."

[blue-jisungs]

TEXT ME

summary. just very whipped mingyu :')

word count. 818

warnings. alcohol mention

the pleasant chatter of people and faint music became a blur in mingyu’s ears. there a few people at the afterparty… well, mostly his friends. some spilled drinks on the table made his glass get stuck to it, sticky feeling all over his fingers. 

he let out a small sigh and his gaze wandered around, only to be met with more frustration. all the couples dancing, kissing, having fun–

ding! 

mingyu grabbed his phone in a blink of an eye, almost knocking down jeonghan who was sat next to him.

6:01pm

mingyu: text me when you’re free🙏

delivered 

8:40pm

y/n: 20 mins and shift is over!! 

mingyu stood up and rushed to the door, almost tripping over his own legs. someone tugged his arm.

“yah, mingyu-ya! you better come back, alright?”  seungcheol asked, rising his eyebrow. mingyu nodded absentmindedly, looking like what he just heard fell right through the other ear.

the cold air hit his face, making him sober up a little. before he knew it, his legs lead him to your workplace. 

you and mingyu barely started dating two weeks ago. however, mingyu was crushing over you since almost four months and he still couldn’t believe that you two are a couple. 

when his friends jokingly warned you about his puppy-alike personality, you didn’t pay too much attention. but because he was so head over heels for you, he became a hyperactive puppy. 

he clinged to you all the time, followed you around and you wondered if you threw him a stick— 

your phone dinged with a message notification. 

8:45pm

mingyu: btw date on tuesday?? 🤞 i’ll be free around afternoon!! 

mingyu: also comedy, action or romance?? 

you scoffed and shook your head, hiding your phone. fifteen more minutes of your shift and you’re free. 

before you realised it was over and while you were finishing up cleaning one of the cabinets, the door opened with a quiet ding! of a bell.

“we’re closed–” you turned around and your eyes met with your boyfriend. he grinned upon seeing you and ran his hand through his hair. 

“hi” he breathed out and walked over. you blinked in disbelief.

“weren’t you at cheol’s party–?” you asked, stunned. he hummed, nodding, a goofy smirk stretching on his lips. 

“yeah, well, good point: i was. i figured i’d swing by and pick you up…” he explained, shrugging nonchalantly. mingyu reached over to his pocket and handed you… a snack. your favorite, to be precise “i also bought this” 

“you’re impossible” a snort escaped your lips as you grabbed his collar gently and tugged him closer. you could see he was not focused on you(r eyes). “also your text… comedy sounds good. may i know what you’re scheming?”

he blinked, his ebony irises looking like there was nothing behind them – in the cutest way possible. 

“wha… um, yeah” he nodded.

“what’s in that doofus head of yours?” you chuckled, his cheeks puffing at the nickname. 

but how he could say this? you just got him focused on your lips, without even trying. if he had a tail, it would be swinging like crazy.

“i just wanna kiss you” he grinned and swiftly closed the gap between you. 

his lips landing on yours, the faint taste of some kind of alcohol (mb on the rocks?) invading your senses. mingyu melted into the kiss, loving the feeling… as if he didn’t kiss you like, million times already. 

he pulled back and his eyes twinkled with joy. 

“woah, you look so pretty today. as always tho… do you need any help?” mingyu asked. 

sometimes you didn’t get him; like, right now. your hair loose and a black cardigan. simple, nothing majestic. and he’s whipped. 

the other day he said something along the lines “you’re pretty like the view. if i had to choose between the two, you. it’s true!”. and even though it cracked you up, it still made your heart melt.

“just a second and i’m closing up. are you coming back to the party?” you questioned, turning around to finish up cleaning. 

“depends if you want to go…?” he hummed “cheol told me to go back but you know i always put you first” 

“i’m a little tired but i wanna go. i haven’t seen your friends in a while, i’ll go say hi” you said and nodded “we can leave”

mingyu took your arm and helped you close the place. then, you started walking back; his big but tender hand sneaking to grab yours. 

“isn’t it… a thirty minute walk to cheol’s place?” you asked suddenly.

“yeah” gyu nodded. 

“and you made it in fifteen minutes?” you scoffed, looking at him. 

“more or less, yeah” he laughed, realizing how much of a loser he looked right now.

“you’re so whipped” you smiled wildly and he just let out a dreamy sigh, adoring you. 

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[bluewhitehues]

I hate you not ♡

Choi Seungchol × f. reader

/Arranged marriage/ forced marriage /

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Genre: Angst,fluff,sort of enemies to lovers.

Summary:Married against their will, seungcheol and y/n end up hating each other.

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Part1 | Part 2

It was past 9 pm and you still weren't home. Seungcheol was started to get worried and he couldn't even call or text to ask you. You despise each other or atleast you both tried to.

He is out in the garden of your house strolling there ..well it's an excuse, he's just waiting for you. The guard opens the gate and then he sees you getting out of a car, leaning down to the window and smiling at the person inside. He looks handsome seungcheol notices. It makes him clench his jaw unknowingly.

When you get inside and notice him standing there you pass by him,completely ignoring him.

As soon as you enter the house,he follows closing the door behind him.

"who was he?" He asks unable to control his curiosity .

You huff , "Relax ..I'm not cheating on "you" in our nonexistent relationship."

" I didnt say anything like that,I just asked a question. Cant you ever just answer what is asked?

"Why? who are you to question me and do I have to answer you?" ..you huffed angrily trying not to raise your voice ..you just wanted to eat finally and go to sleep after the exhausting long day but he had to ruin it.Ofcourse.

Listening to you he was barely controlling his anger, he just asked a question why couldn't you just answer it.

"Yes we are still married we live in the same house,I'm still your husband i think i should kno-"

You cut him off with a laugh .."funny ,learn to act like a husband first then go around saying 'we're married I'm your HuSbAnd' " You imitate what he said.

"Are you doing all this just because you don't want to tell me who tf he was?"He says glaring at you angrily.

You scowl at him"You disgust me and he is a friend of mine and a very nice human being who dropped me off because it's late, unlike you who treats people like shit." "And the next time you talk to me like this I'll break your fkin face." You say through your gritted teeth,pointing a finger at him, slamming the door of your bedroom at his face.

"I don't treat all the people like shit it's just you"He shouts back pettily trying to have the last word.

But when he hears your sobs after a few minutes when he was passing by your room to go to the kitchen,he feels bad ..his heart stung ..he regrets whatever he said.

You hated each other's guts but he always tried not to take it too far ...because you were wronged just as much he was ...you both were put together in this against your wills ,you never wanted it .. He doesn't like to admit it but he has been getting soft for you,whenever he saw you smile or laugh,he found himself smiling unknowingly. And when you were being sweet to him, took efforts for him, made food for him,smiled at him, he forgot that he didn't want this marriage,he couldn't help himself when you were made to be loved and adored ..he started to like you and when he realised that ,him being him the most stubborn idiot, in his own spite he didn't want to prove his parents decision right and be happy in this marriage so he did what he thought would be the solution and pushed you away.

He shouldn't have gotten angry at you as soon as you got home ..you locked yourself in the room ,didn't even eat dinner. He leaves the bowl back in it's place, he can't get himself to eat after making you cry.

He decides it's better to stay away from you and give you space as much as possible..you wouldn't want to see him anyway.

In your room you are crying with your face down in the pillow lying on the bed.

You are so exhausted with all this, you just want your own peace and you can't even have that because of him ...why does he have to talk to you when you purposely stay away from him.

A partner is supposed to be your home, your comfort but all you've gotten in this 3 months is this hell.

In a world where you want to do nothing but hide in your Lovers arm at the end of the day and forget all the worries, you got more worries instead with the form of your husband. You tried your best to give this a chance,you were good to him,you took efforts but him..he never cared saying "you don't have to pretend to be a good wife, we both know we didn't want this so stop all this bullshit ..it disgusts me "

That was the first day you cried after the marriage..all your hopes of "No he can change later, may be he will open up to me he's not that bad of a person is he?" All that crushed down..you felt like a fool for being nice with him and trying to make it work ..so since that day you treated him like exactly how you should have.

There's nothing much to happiness in your life ..and the remaining bits of it, which your friends give you, you lose it all as soon as he behaves rudely with you that is almost everytime he talks to you.

Seungcheol is in his room trying to sleep but he can't because he keeps seeing your crying face since he heard you crying.. he thinks about it, about how you were the first one who took efforts to make this so called marriage of yours work, when it should have been him..atleast he should have treated you nicely like you deserved...but he just kept fuvking up and it got worse..to the point he thinks he made you cold took the warmth away from your eyes, he thinks about apolozing to you atleast about today but wonders if he even deserves to be forgiven by you..he feels awful and guilty to say the least.

The next day he decides to talk to you, goes to knock on the door of your bedroom in the morning and chickens out when he hears your footsteps..he goes straight to kitchen.

And before he has any chance to say anything to you, you go straight to main door already leaving for your work.

In the evening he goes early from work, setting up the take out he brought for both of you ..he goes to freshen up and waits for you ..he is sitting on the couch when you arrive...you were going straight for your room when he calls you.."Y/n wait"

You close your eyes trying to compose yourself ..."I'm so done with you seungcheol choose your words very wisely" You say very calmly, your back still facing him.

"I know I- can we talk please? I'm not going to argue I promise"

You sigh turning to face him, "ok..what is it?"

"I'm sorry ..for yesterday " there's a surprised look on your face because you never expected him to even know those words.

When you don't say anything he continues . "And for everyday till now" He says looking at you with a weird look in his eyes which you have never seen .

"What are you doing? Do you want anything ? Why are you saying this?" You ask looking at him in disbelief as if he told you the worst joke ever.

He shakes his head looking at you, "I don't have any other intention behind this ..I'm genuinely sorry ...I didn't mean to treat you like this ...I just i was angry with my parents ..and I took it out on you ...and I'm so sorry for that ..you didn't deserve it." .."I want to solve this ..whatever happened till now."

"I'm finding it very hard to believe all this, trust me I'm trying to ..but you've never talked to me like this..this nicely" You say still looking at him as if he's onto something may be he's pranking you but then his rude boring ass doesn't seem to even know fun.

He closes his eyes with a sigh,then he says "I know shit-..you know what don't forgive me yet I don't think I deserve it ..just I won't ask anything else from you but I want us to be atleast civil with each other and again I know it was all me, you were nice to me but please ..can we start fresh? Forget that we are married and all. We don't know anything about each other ..can we start with being friends?" He asks looking at you nervously.

You tilt your head giving him a small smile,"I tried to do exactly that seungcheol..you didn't want it ...you forgot that I was forced into this too but you didn't care..atleast I took the courage to mend this, I tried and you called it bullshit,pretending and what not ..told me to not do any of it, that it disgusts you...you made me feel like a complete fool for trying to save our marriage." You got teary eyed while saying all that and he again curses himself for being such a fcking idiot

"No it wasn't your fault I'm the fool not you..I'm the biggest idiot to ever exist.I was never angry at you.. it was my parents. I just couldn't deal with this situation properly ..but let me change that ..I'm exhausted too -"

You cut him off, "what changed? I mean I'm glad and all that you came to this realisation..but why?"

He's at loss of words, he's not sure if should say it when he just asked you to be friends .."I-uh ..do I have to?" He looks at you pleadingly as if saying 'don't make me say it please. '

"If you want me to actually believe you ..then yes." You shrug pressing your lips in a thin line. "Wait fuck is it because you saw seokmin dropping me off yesterday? What are you jealous or something? " You ask him your eyes comically widened,your nose scrunched in a light scowl.

His own eyes are wide as well"Noo it's not that" He says.

"Then?" You ask again.

His eyes soften somehow, "You didn't eat dinner yesterday,also you didn't eat breakfast today..I- I realised that my behavior affects you and I shouldn't make you go through all that ..I know I didn't deserve to be in a forced marriage but I knew that you didn't either ..it's not your fault and I made your life even more miserable ..shit now that I'm saying all this I'm so fcking sorry for being such an asshole... I'm not a bad person i swear you can ask anyone it's just ..I was blinded by my own rage my own pain that I couldn't see yours .."

He doesn't mention it but you know he might have heard you crying and then felt guilty may be. But you hope it's not just that and he genuinely wants to start fresh.

"I thought you'd never figure that out, but thank you I guess ..and you were right about that ..I can't forgive you that easily I hope you know that."

He nods at you," yes ..so- friends?" He asks awkwardly stretching his hand towards you.

You look at his hand and back at his face, giving him a crooked teasing smile. "Yeah..I'll think about it." And you turn towards your own room smiling to yourself.

He brings back his hand pushing it through his long black hair, turning around with his back towards your room, trying to stifle his own smile as he shakes his head. Ofcourse it's you after all savage as always.

"Also-" he turns to face you when You peek from the door of your room "I think you'll have to try a little harder Mr. Choi" You say narrowing your eyes,scrunching your nose a little.

He throws his both hands up saying "On it. I brought dinner for you please eat it with me?"

You go inside closing your door shut, shouting, "OKAYY". You smile to yourself because seeing this side of him is something you never thought you'll witness..and he's been looking at you all softly today since you stepped in..though you don't know that it isn't the first time. You still can't seem to wrap your head around it. Choi seungcheol finally realised that he's been an asshole and is finally treating you nicely. Unbelievable.

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A/N: I hope you enjoy it. Will post in parts because it always gets so long :') I promise I'll try my best to post the other half in only one update😭

[babyleostuff]

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

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

MINGYU AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

genre | a lot of fluff

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

𓆩♡𓆪 your personal bundle of joy and happiness 

𓆩♡𓆪 as well as your personal teddy bear 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

𓆩♡𓆪 not in a territorial or possessive way 

𓆩♡𓆪 but in a sulky and pouty way 

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

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

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

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

𓆩♡𓆪 which just makes you go 🙄

𓆩♡𓆪 “what do you want, you big baby?”

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

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

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

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

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

𓆩♡𓆪 so he shuts up about that really quickly 

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

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

𓆩♡𓆪 he is your housewife 

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

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

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

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

your messages <3

[wonijinjin]

painfully in love

author’s note: very self-indulgent, and wrote it to give some comfort to my darlings who suffer every month. take care yall<3 (also just mentioning that i totally believe he would know what to do bc he has a sister and he is the cutest giant puppy)

synopsis: when your period cramps torture you mingyu is always there to help and give you some comfort.

word count: 0.9k | genre: fluff, comfort (mingyu is the best, such a sweetheart) | pairing: mingyu x f! reader | warnings: mentions of pills/medicine, mentions of throwing up, pain

when mingyu stepped into your apartment he knew where he would find you; in the bedroom, under a pile of blankets. you had texted him earlier in the day that you had crazy cramps and asked him to bring some medicine home since you ran out of painkillers. “pretty girl, i am home!” he said loudly to let you know his presence in the house. after taking his coat off he went straight to the kitchen to get you a glass of water and prepared it with the pills and some dark chocolate, since he knew it can help with cramping. he entered the room silently, suspecting that you were asleep by the lack of response to his arrival earlier. he was right; you laid in the middle of the bed, a big fluffy plushie in hand, cluthing onto it tightly, the covers up to your chin, hair messy and spread out on the soft pillow. his heart broke a little; he knew how much pain you were in, it had happened before, that you had very strong symptoms on your period. he decided on not waking you as he felt pity for you and was happy to see that you were getting some rest at last, after being kept up all night by the pain. he settled into the bed next to you cautiously and wrapped his hand around your middle, warming up and massaging your abdomen with his large hands. you felt his form next to you, but didn’t entirely wake up; you just shifted and hugged him unconsciously. “aww, you are so adorable, sweetheart.” he whispered while starting to stroke your hair, playing with the strands in the meantime.

“mingyu…” he heard your mumbles a bit later, not holding you anymore, him working on the computer at the desk in the room. “huh?” he stood up, checking up on your form only to see your eyes closed and brows furrowed, discomfort written all over your features. “you are okay sweetheart, you are okay.” he cooed at you while tucking you in further and kissing your forehead after he saw the creases on it starting to fade, guessing you weren’t in distress anymore.

when you woke up it was almost completely dark outside and the first thing your brain registered was mingyu’s chest. “are you awake, pretty?” he asked gently. “when did you get home? wait i need to get up-“ you tried peeling yourself off mingyu’s body but a sharp pain in your lower stomach made you still your movements. “you okay? are the cramps hitting again?” he looked at you with worried eyes. “yeah.” you pouted, tears threatening to spill from your orbs as the pain increased. “oh sweetheart.” he rubbed your back in calming motions. “i bought painkillers, and i have some water and chocolate to take it with, can you sit up for a moment?” you did as he told and took the medicine, but as expected it needed some time to kick in, and until then you could only wish for the stabbing pain to stop, burying your head in mingyu’s chest as you whimpered in agony. “i’m so nauseous ’gyu. i don’t want to throw up.” you cried while trying to stop your head from spinning; it really had been a long time since you felt this bad. “you won’t. i am so sorry you feel this miserable, pretty girl.” “i am sorry you have to deal with this mingyu. you know how i hate being queasy.” you whined. “even if you do throw up it is okay, you know how you can’t do anything about it baby. tell me if you feel like you are gonna be sick, we will deal with it, alright?” he reassured you and cradled you in his arms, putting you on his chest properly so you could be comfortable. “i hate seeing you in so much pain. i want my happy baby back.” he pouted. “not your fault.” you murmured into his shirt. “thanks for being here.” he kissed your forehead and chuckled lowly. “of course sweetheart, i just wish i could do more.” he smiled sadly. “can i do anything to distract you from the cramps until the medicine works?” he quizzed with a warm expression, his eyes searching your face constantly for any sign of discomfort, ready to adjust to your preferences. “wanna go back to sleep. gotta make up for last night or i will be miserable tomorrow too.” he giggled at your reply, loving how you were so unfiltered on your period, being so real about not wanting to do anything other than sleeping, and not pulling any act about how you are fine and happy. “alright, pretty. then we will do just that. want me to rub your back or turn on a show for some background noise?” you looked up at him, pecking his lips for a quick and lazy kiss as you had absolutely no energy for anything more. “just hold me, please? you are so warm, making me feel sleepy and less achy.” you muttered, already exhausted from fighting your body’s stubborn muscles. “sure. sleep well then.” he whispered. “love you, mingyu.” you said back. “love you too, more than anything. tomorrow will be a greater day. get better soon.”

[slytherinshua]

OUTNUMBERED (mingyu as a dad pt. 1)

genre. fluff. mingyu as a dad. warnings. y/n is pregnant for the second time. it's just extremely adorable nothing much more. pairing. husband!mingyu x fem!reader. wc. 1.4k. a/n. this will be pt 1 to a series of mingyu as a dad because i have lots of ideas for this lol enjoy!!

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

“What was it that you wanted to tell me?” Mingyu asked, smiling as he placed some food in front of Dowon for dinner.

“You know I missed my period this month…” You started.

“Yes…” Mingyu followed along, brain coming to the hope sooner than you could get the words out, “Did you take a test?”

You nodded, pulling it out from behind your back and handing it to him. He glanced at it just to be sure before a huge grin broke out on his face.

“Looks like Dowon’s getting a sibling.” He said, wrapping his arms around you tightly, “I love you,” He whispered to you softly.

You smiled, feeling grateful that you could have another child with Mingyu. You both had always wanted Dowon to have a younger brother or sister to play with, and it was happening sooner than you thought. He wasn’t even 2 yet.

After your 20 week ultrasound, you both found out that you were pregnant with twins, not just one baby. The news was shocking, of course, but Mingyu seemed only happier after hearing it.

“3 kids is even better than 2.” He assured you, hand on your stomach to try to feel any kicks from the babies. Ever since a week ago, the twins had been quite active in your womb, kicking you throughout the day. “Plus Dowon will probably be over the moon about it.” Mingyu added, giving your cheek a soft kiss before moving to your lips and kissing you deeper.

//

Throwing a baby shower was a big feat given that you were going to invite all of Dowon’s uncles. Each of them had promised to bring presents, and you were positive that the twins were going to be even more spoiled than Dowon was.

You had set up a fun gender reveal as well. Each of the guys would write down whether they thought it would be a boy or a girl and then put them in a box. At the end, you would pop the balloon and reveal that you were actually expecting twins. 

You and Mingyu already knew that you were expecting a boy and a girl, so it would be obvious when you burst the balloon. Mingyu was ecstatic at the thought of getting a daughter, just as you expected. He had already splurged on adorable dresses for when she was born and you scolded him for spoiling her more than his son. He had compromised by buying boy clothes that matched the dresses to appease you.

“They’re going to have a daughter this time, I swear.” Jihoon commented, sipping on some punch. He was talking to Seungcheol, Vernon, and Dokyeom. Wonwoo was technically sitting with them as well, but he was too preoccupied with his glasses being stolen by Dowon to add much to the conversation.

Joshua, Jun, and Minghao were talking with you about the pregnancy, and making sure Mingyu was being nice to you. Of course, that was an unnecessary thing to worry about. All the guys knew there was no one more whipped than Kim Mingyu.

As for Soonyoung, Seungkwan, Chan, and Jeonghan? They were busy teasing Mingyu within an inch of his life. He really couldn’t catch a break when they were around. You caught a glimpse of his puppy eyes from across the room, pleading with you to save him but you just laughed. When it came to teasing your husband, you’d always take his friend's side.

When the socialising came to a slow and everyone was more than eager to get to the gender reveal party, you grabbed the box filled with guesses and went through them with Mingyu. After tallying them all up, the predictions for a girl just barely surpassed the votes for a boy. Seungcheol, Joshua, Jihoon, Dokyeom, Minghao, Seungkwan, and Chan voted for girl, and Jeonghan, Jun, Soonyoung, Wonwoo, and Vernon voted for boy.

You both decided that Dowon should get to pop the balloon, so Mingyu held him in his arms, carefully guiding the thumbtack towards the black balloon. The balloon popped and out burst blue and pink coloured confetti. You bit back a smile while Mingyu couldn’t wipe off his proud grin.

The guys were confused, and eventually Wonwoo was the first to realise what was actually going on. He gave Mingyu a look, probably communicating in some silent language with him. Mingyu had been roommates with him for years, so they understood each other the best. Mingyu nodded slightly, prompting a smile from his best friend.

Seungkwan figured it out a second later, jaw dropping as he asked, “Really? Are you really having twins!?”

Once he shouted that out, the room exploded and it was impossible to hear anything anyone was saying. Mingyu shushed them all, replying to all their questions with one simple statement, “Yes, we are having twins. One girl and one boy.” He giggled as some of his friends were still shocked at the news.

A whirlwind of questions flew your way as each of the twelve guys wanted to know different things. Whether you had names picked out, whether the names were going to be matching, whether their outfits were going to be matching, whether they could buy the twins matching outfits and toys, when your due date was, if you were expecting to get a c-section. The questions went on and on for over an hour as each one was answered and a new one thought of to replace it.

But eventually, the party died down, and the guys left one by one. Once Seungcheol had finally stepped out of the door, being the last one to leave, you and Mingyu both let out simultaneous sighs. It was exhausting and fun, but you were still very glad it was over. 

Minghao had offered to take Dowon for just this night to let you and Mingyu catch a break, which you much appreciated. Mingyu led you to the couch and you both crashed. You immediately snuggled into his chest, his arm wrapped around you and hand naturally rested on your baby bump, rubbing gentle circles on it.

“You’re already showing so much, love.” He mumbled adoringly. He was the kind of guy that couldn’t get over how cute your bump was. It was his babies in there after all.

“I’m carrying twins, of course I’m showing.” You replied, yawning as tiredness took over your body.

“You shouldn’t sleep on the couch, let me take you to bed.” He said, taking note of your eyes threatening to close. He picked you up easily despite the extra weight from the twins, carrying you carefully to bed as if you were made of glass. He placed you on the soft mattress, adjusting the pillows and pulling the blanket up to cover you. You smiled sleepily at him, reaching your hand up behind his neck to pull him down for a kiss.

“Come here, I don’t sleep well without you.” You whispered. Mingyu smiled charmingly, climbing into bed next to you, head resting on the pillow with a dreamy look in his eyes as he looked at you. 

“We���re soon to be outnumbered… Do you think we’ll manage okay?” You asked.

“Just make sure they’re extra adorable, then we can get Minghao and Dokyeom to babysit more often than they already do.” Mingyu compromised, assuring you of your worries.

You giggled softly at the thought. Mingyu was probably right about it, though. Minghao and Dokyeom were already wrapped around Dowon’s little finger. The twins would easily win over their hearts. As for the cuteness factor, you weren’t too worried that the children of Mingyu would be lacking in it.

You fell asleep quickly once Mingyu started humming, hugging you close enough that you could hear his heartbeat match the rhythm of the soft melodic notes. Once he was sure you were in your dreamland, he slowly stopped his lullaby.

“Don’t kick her in the night, kiddos, she needs to sleep.” Mingyu mumbled to your bump, “Sleep well, darling. I love you.” He kissed your temple lightly so as not to disturb you and then settled down to sleep himself. It was rare to have a night uninterrupted with an almost two-year-old in the house, and you both knew it would only worsen once you had two newborns in addition, so you took advantage of any extra sleep you two could get.

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[fairyhaos]

. ˚ never a burden

requested by @dandycharmer : I was thinking, pure fluff, if reader is on the bigger side/chubby going on a roadtrip with svt but there aren't enough seats so someone has to sit on another's lap. Everyone thinks the reader should, as they are the "smaller" coompared to some of them, reader is insecure and refuses but then maybe Mingyu or Coups or Dk brush you off and pull you in they're lap. I love your writing btw, so fluffy💞.

pairing: mingyu x gn!reader

genre: mutual pining, fluff, comfort, pre-relationship, implications of chubby!reader, road trip (planning)

word count: 2118

warnings: none

notes: thank you very much for requesting! not edited.

Like with most events, this entire trip was Seungkwan’s idea.

"We should stop getting Seungkwan to do all the planning whenever we go anywhere," Mingyu grumbles, coming to sit next to you on the floor of the kitchen. You hum in agreement, listening as Seungkwan yells at the others in the living room about packing and food and clothes and whatever. He's always yelling, really. 

It's a thirteen-member road trip that he's currently planning. Well, a thirteen-member road trip plus you, because you'd foolishly told Seungkwan that you were free when he asked you whether you were doing anything this weekend. And, as a result, you'd become part of his event-planning craze, hiding on the kitchen floor and waiting for him to inevitably find you and scold you over your toothbrush choice or something.

You’re sitting tucked away between two corners of kitchen drawers when Mingyu comes down to sit beside you on the tiled floor, and it’s a bit of a squish because even though it fit you quite comfortably, it’s not made for two people and he’s, well, a big man.

Automatically, you try and shuffle away from him, something that’s become habit lately whenever he steps too close to you. You hate yourself for doing it, for distancing yourself from one of your closest friends, but if it means that he won’t be able to feel your skin heating up and your pulse racing through your veins when he comes near, then so be it.

But the moment you try to move away, Mingyu wraps an arm around your shoulder, effectively trapping you against him.

It’s difficult to hide a crush when your crush is an incredibly clingy person.

“Where are you going? There’s barely any space here. You’re going to smash yourself against the drawers,” Mingyu says, and his arm settles around your shoulder, comforting, warm. 

It’s a hot day. But you let Mingyu keep his warm arm around you, settling into the comfortable embrace, feet cold against the tiled floor.

“You’ve been avoiding me these days,” he says, out of nowhere, and you try not to tense up in surprise that he’s noticed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He hums disapprovingly. “No, you do. I think this is the first time I’ve managed to pull you into anything resembling a hug for weeks.”

“That’s not true. You hugged me yesterday,” you point out, but Mingyu just shakes his head. He’s pouting at you now, and he looks so sad and adorable and you feel a little bad. Damn your stupid feelings.

“That was a group hug. That doesn’t count, you know that.” He tilts his head to the side, and the action makes him look a little like a dejected puppy. “I haven’t been able to hug my Y/N in ages, you know? That makes me feel really sad.”

Your heart flips in your chest (he called you his—) but you push down the giddiness, smiling and attempting to brush it off. “Oh, well, I’m sorry. You can hug me tomorrow. Maybe.”

Mingyu huffs, but he doesn’t say anything else, and there’s silence in the kitchen, the faint echoes of Seungkwan’s shouts echoing throughout the entire apartment.

“I think Seungkwan is horribly disorganized,” you murmur after a little while in an attempt to change the subject, heartbeat still thrumming throughout your entire body. You’re used to it now, though. The buzzing feeling whenever Mingyu is near, the slight floatiness of your consciousness when he smiles or talks ot stands close to you. It never really goes away.

That makes Mingyu laugh, and the sound makes your heart jolt in your chest. “Tell me about it. We’re meant to leave in half an hour, actually, and Joshua has only just woken up. He hasn’t even packed yet.” 

There’s a crashing sound from the living room, and both of you collectively wince. The entire apartment is silent for several seconds before everyone explodes into a cacophony of noise, and you can’t quite tell if Seungkwan is screeching or crying.

“Why are you here?” you ask Mingyu, because instead of holding Seungkwan back from kicking the others like he normally does, he’s sitting next to you on the kitchen floor, the arm around your shoulders still firmly keeping you by his side.

Mingyu quirks a grin, squeezing your shoulder once. “Was going to find my lovely Y/N, wasn’t I? You disappeared without a trace, so of course I had to find out where you were.”

You tilt your head, confused. “Why? Was someone looking for me?”

Mingyu just looks at you and smiles.

“You two!” Seungkwan’s voice suddenly rings out, and both of you jump, Seungkwan’s disapproving face looming over you from the other side of the counter. He’s leaning across the top of it, on his stomach, and he sounds a little strained when he says, “Come out. Both of you. We’re leaving now, whether Joshua has enough pairs of socks or not!”

He hops off the counter, dashing off to go somewhere while Joshua yells in the distance for Jeonghan to share his socks with him while the other steadfastly refuses.

You and Mingyu both look at each other. 

“Well, looks like we’re setting off on this delightful roadtrip,” you sigh, and Mingyu chuckles, getting up.

“Looks like it.” He extends a hand for you, and you take it, after a brief hesitation. His palm fizzles against yours, bright pink and warm, and you hope he doesn’t notice how anxious your very fingers are when they touch his. “Where are we even going?”

“Somewhere,” Seokmin says, popping his head out of the living room as you walk past. “Seungkwan keeps saying it’s a surprise, but I think it’s because he hasn’t planned that far ahead yet.”

“I definitely have!” Seungkwan yells indignantly, and he’s standing in the hallway with the car keys in his hand and several bags piled around his feet. “And for your information, we’re going round to Seungcheol’s place first. Everyone else has gone to his apartment, for some reason, so we’ll meet them there and then get going.”

Joshua emerges from his room, arms laden with bags, Jeonghan behind him carrying absolutely nothing. “Okay, but where are we going after that?”

“He doesn’t know, obviously,” you say, and Seungkwan shakes his head.

“Sure. Now come on, let’s get everything loaded into the car and get going.”

Seokmin is practically skipping out of the door the moment he opens it, bouncing on the balls of his feet and pestering Seungkwan to give him the (Joshua’s) car keys so he can put away his stuff. 

It’s a gorgeously bright day outside, and you squint in the sun, the heat of the late morning hitting your skin almost instantly. It’s nothing compared to the warmth of Mingyu’s touch, of course, but it’s pleasant all the same.

A hand comes up to cast a shadow across your face, shielding your eyes from the sun. Mingyu grins, holding his bags in one hand, the other in front of your face.

“You look like a vampire who’s never seen light before,” he says, and mimics the squinty-eyed, scrunched-up face that you were making just a few seconds prior. It makes you roll your eyes, pinching him in the side, dumping your own bags in the car trunk. He follows you around obediently, trying his best to keep your eyes shaded even as he continues to tease you. It’s a little adorable, actually.

It does nothing to cease the fluttering of your heart, though.

You’re trying to bat Mingyu’s hands away, annoyed when they keep coming too close to boop your nose when Seungkwan suddenly pauses in his frantic flitting around, staring at the car in deep concentration.

“You guys. We have a problem.”

“Oh no, another one?” Jeonghan says, but Seungkwan doesn’t even pay attention, still frowning down at the car. 

“Joshua’s car only fits five people,” Seokmin pipes, leaning out of the shotgun seat to inform them. “We don’t have enough seats for all six of us. Someone’s going to have to sit on someone’s lap.”

“Ah. Well, what do we do?” you ask, looking at Mingyu. Mingyu just looks back, not saying a word, and everyone else is looking at you too, and that’s when you realise. “Oh. Oh, no. Guys, no, I can’t.”

“You’re the smallest out of all of us,” Seungkwan says, and you rapidly shake your head. “Y/N, it’ll only be until we get to Seungcheol’s apartment. Then we’ll split off into more even groups, ‘cause there’ll be Seungcheol’s car, Minghao’s car and Joshua’s car. Just for now? Please?”

“No, I can’t,” you say, hugging your arms around yourself. “It’s just… I’m too…” You cringe, embarrassed, insecure. “Am I not a little too… heavy for that?”

Jeonghan pffts, and Joshua shakes his head fervently. But you’re looking at Mingyu, and Mingyu is looking back at you, and his expression shows that he’s never even thought something like that, even for a second.

“You’re fine, Y/N,” he says, and he’s speaking gently and firmly at the same time, reassuring and determined all at once. “Why would you even think you’re too heavy?”

“Well,” you start, and your cheeks are hot, and this heat has nothing to do with the sun, still bearing down on all of you. “I mean, my thighs? I’m not exactly, like, the skinniest person ever…”

“And we’d never want that,” Mingyu interjects, eyes wide and clear and serious. He holds out his hand. “Come on. You can sit on my lap. It’s okay.”

You hesitate, just like how you hesitated earlier in the kitchen, but again, you take his hand anyway, and again, his fingers fizzle with warmth as they come into contact with yours.

“Great!” Seungkwan clasps his hands together. “Let’s get going then. We need to start this trip as soon as possible. We’re already an hour behind schedule.”

“What even was the schedule to begin with?” Mingyu mutters to you as he walks you to the car, and it makes you chuckle a little because he’s right. There seems to be no actual schedule.

When Mingyu opens the car door and gets in, though, the laughter dies away, and you feel apprehensive once again. You try not to think about it too often, but your weight and the way you look is a huge insecurity of yours, and the fact you have to sit on Mingyu’s lap? This is not helping those insecurities go away. Suddenly you feel like a big, heavy thing, and you kind of don’t want to go on this trip if it means you have to inconvenience Mingyu like this.

Mingyu notices you pausing, notices the thoughts and fears running through your head.

“Y/N?” He looks up at you, and smiles, opening his arms. “Come on. It’s okay. Just until we get to Cheol’s place, yeah?”

“I mean…”

“No, no, none of that,” Mingyu says, and then he’s reaching out for you, pulling you into the car and securely into his lap. He wraps his hands around your waist, firmly, and rests his head on your shoulder. “Look? You fit so perfectly in my lap.”

And you kind of do. He’s spreading his legs a little, making it slightly more comfortable for you, and with his arms and his warmth surrounding you so reassuringly, skin buzzing sweetly at every point of contact between you two.

He presses a kiss to your shoulder, smiling up at you, and even his eyes are warm. Warmer than Seokmin’s beams, warmer than the sun itself.

“You’ll never be a burden for me, Y/N,” he says, and even though Seungkwan is still bustling around outside and Joshua is bickering with Seokmin in the front of the car and Jeonghan is complaining at having the shotgun seat stolen, the world goes silent for you and all you can see and hear is Mingyu.

Mingyu grins wider, and it makes you smile too. He reaches up and pokes your cheek, cooing softly. “Look at you, my lovely Y/N. So sweet, so adorable.”

You swat his hand away, cheeks heating up. “Aw, stop it. You’re so sickeningly sweet.”

That makes Mingyu laugh, leaning back in the seat, tightening his arms around your waist. “Only for you. Only ever for you.”

And even when you get to Seungcheol’s apartment and kick Jeonghan out into Seungcheol’s car so there’s more space, even when you’re sitting next to Mingyu rather than on him, Mingyu is still smiling at you, so softly and sweetly and you’re smiling back, heartbeat thrumming through your veins.

Damn. Looks like you’ve fallen for him even more than before.

[m00nbap]

﹑◌﹒🍊; you make my day, 민규. ♡