I’m sorry I haven’t been posting, just a lots happend. I’m physically drained. I’ve not been sleeping because of the whole wonho situation, I’ve been fighting for him. Yeah people might find me stupid, but I’m fighting for the man that made my life so much better over the years. With his voice, with his smile, just him in general. This has really affected me. I can’t bare to see monsta x without wonho, I can’t bare to see the others trying to cover up their sadness. Monsta x were a way to escape, the music, literally just videos of them being children. Monsta x feel like a family, monbebe feel like a family. We are a family and we won’t lose wonho over all of this. So please just understand, I will post when I’m feeling better. I miss yall♡
so as we know, recently hyunjoon, woojin, and hoseok (mx) have left their groups (all of whom i write for). i’m kind of iffy about doing this, but to respect the decisions of having left their groups, i will not write for these three beginning next comebacks. for example, i will continue to write for woojin until dec. 7, and the others whenever their former groups release a new album.
this will apply to all future idols who leave their groups. please respect my decision to do this. i’m sorry and thank you.
frankly, you probably didn’t know hyunwoo well enough to ask him this, but he was the only guy friend you had (even if you only knew him for a little less than 4 months)
when you brought the idea of fake-dating up to him, he was very ?? about it
why don’t you just date someone (him) for real?
you regretted bringing this up as soon as you saw the confusion in his eyes
so you went into a whole frenzy, trying to justify your decision to fake-date, all so you wouldn’t come off as crazy as you felt
and after you started to explain it more, he got far too lost in the passion in your eyes, so he just said yes
sure, he’ll pretend to be your date to this family event in exchange for good food and great company
which meant home-made dishes and an endless stream of grandmothers, exclaiming “who’s this handsome young man?!” whenever he walked into the room with you
it was a nice ego boost and he got to hold your hand the whole night, which was nice, too (because you had soft skin, that’s all, no other reason whatsoever)
you weren’t worried about what would happen once the night ended because your family only got together once every decade
but by a stroke of disaster, four of your cousins (some of them twice removed; you’d never even seen them before tonight) announced they were getting married later this year
and, of course, they hoped you and hyunwoo would come to the wedding
the two of you smiled and nodded and acted in love
but as soon as the night ended, you told hyunwoo he didn’t have to come to any other event with you
there was only so much food you could bribe him with before you started to feel awful for dragging him here
but hyunwoo gave you a look and replied, completely seriously, “i don’t know what you’re talking about, i had a nice time tonight. your family’s great.”
that definitely made you feel less terrible when you asked him, “so you wouldn’t mind going to one of those weddings with me as my fake-boyfriend?”
you laughed as you said it, trying to make it seem more like a joke than a serious suggestion, so he wouldn’t feel bad about having to turn you down
but hyunwoo didn’t feel bad in the slightest when he said, “oh, no. i wouldmind.”
so, that was that, then
“oh, well, it’s okay. i told you, you don’t have to go with me—”
“i want to go with you as your actual boyfriend.”
yeah, fuck it. he may not have been able to look at you as he said it, but he didn’t really see a point to fake-date you when really dating you seemed like a much better alternative
↣wonho
it was supposed to be mutually beneficial for you both
a classic let’s-pretend-to-date-to-make-our-exes-jealous plot
and then somewhere along the way, hoseok kind of forgot that this was supposed to be all pretend?
he’d keep on holding your hand even when it was just you two in the room
or he’d still kiss your cheek when he stood up from the couch to grab something, even though there was no one to prove a point to
and okay, at first, you didn’t realize there was anything wrong with that
but then you ran into your ex without hoseok around, and he asked, “so where’s your boyfriend?”
and you didn’t even care about the envy in his voice as you told him about how much hoseok had been working lately and how you hadn’t gotten to see him a lot
and there it was
the realization that you really cared more about spending time with hoseok than about making your ex jealous
god, it was so awkward bringing this up to hoseok, though
“so, hey, do you think it worked?” you asked him that same night once your conversation (sort of) turned to your exes
he wasn’t following, “what do you mean?”
cringing now, you tried to make this sound less childish, “well, you know. getting a reaction out of—”
“oh,that.”
silence
honestly, for a minute there, you worried hoseok was about to say that it had worked and that he was back together with his ex now
but then he just chuckled nervously and admitted, “honestly, i’ve kind of forgotten all about that.”
oh, well okay, but what does that mean????
your heart feels like it’s about to leap out of your chest as you wait for him to say something else
something that would, hopefully, make the state of your relationship a little more clear
but then hoseok just went, “so, how do you feel about ordering pizza tonight? my fridge is empty,” and that was it
so, yeah, idk, i guess you’re dating for real now? ♀️
↣minhyuk
honestly, this was supposed to be just a joke
everyone always kept teasing you about how you spent so much time together, “it was time you started to date”
so minhyuk finally just shrugged, took your hand in his, and declared, “we already are”
it was mostly meant to make your friends uncomfortable
like, okay, they couldn’t stop teasing you about how close you were? then you’ll show them just how much closer you could be
but although your friends did squirm, and their teasing did turn into complaining within a few days of this
you felt like you were the one who felt the weirdest
because, fine, when it came down to it, maybe you did have a little crush on minhyuk
it was barely there, though!
you never even thought of it as a serious crush, you just found him attractive is all
but then he was suddenly glued to your side, always touching, always smiling and glancing over at you
and yeah, it’s definitely a crush now
and thing is, this doesn’t feel fake!
minhyuk went out of his way with the pda, all to make your friends cringe
but did he really have to call and text you every night before going to sleep just to say goodnight and wish you sweet dreams??
did he really have to remember every little thing that you’ve ever told him, even if you couldn’t remember saying it??
alright, to be fair, minhyuk realized he didn’t need to do those things, he was just taking full advantage of his position as your fake-boyfriend
and your friends’ teasing had not been baseless; clearly, there was something there between you and him
so, somewhere along the way, the fake dating seamlessly morphed into serious dating
your friends hadn’t even realized that “he’s my boyfriend” used to be a joke, but now you were no longer kidding
except, at times, when minhyuk was using his boyfriend status as an excuse to drag you to a yet another dreadfully boring event with him
he’d always use the boyfriend card
“how can you say no to me, Your Boyfriend™??”
and you’d always remind him, “well, technically, you never asked me out on a date, so i don’t know where you’re getting this from”
he’d give you a look and a sarcastic laugh
but he wasn’t too wounded by this because he was too busy wondering if you’d still say the same thing when he eventually used the “since i’m your boyfriend” technique to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him
↣kihyun
okay, now, you weren’t supposed to start fake-dating
you just happened to be standing next to each other at a party when the guy who was relentlessly hitting on you the entire night, walked by and did a double-take
he stopped in front of you two, scratched his chin thoughtfully, and then said, very accusingly, “you should have told me you didn’t want to go on a date with me because you already had a boyfriend”
(really, you didn’t want to go on a date with him because he was a disgusting pig, but whatever gets him through the night)
and kihyun – who’s, really, more of a friend-of-a-friend than a boyfriend to you – was already opening his mouth to refute this
until you grabbed his hand and whispered a hushed, “why don’t we let him believe that?”
and you obviously didn’t mean that as a prank
kihyun could tell from the look in your eyes that you needed this guy to finally get lost, you weren’t just joking around
so he cleared his throat, got his hand out from your grip and placed it around your shoulders, bringing you closer
and then he stuck his chin out at the guy, “yeah, she has a boyfriend.”
partially cringing, you glared at the guy one more time – not that it did much; he was immune to all deadly looks – and he finally shrugged and walked away
you thanked kihyun, apologized, stammered awkwardly for another minute, and walked away, hoping to simmer in mortification somewhere else
preferably at a place where this cute boy, who just pretended to be your boyfriend, couldn’t see you
but, not even fifteen minutes later, your friends were collectively hitting you on your shoulders and back, all yelling over each other
you hunched over and took a few precautionary steps forwards to escape their assault, before giving them a bewildered look
“what the hell happened????”
finally, one of your friends gave you an explanation: “how dare you bring your boyfriend to the party and not introduce us?”
you were still staring at your friends with wide eyes, and you were genuinely starting to worry about the contents of their cocktails because they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend
“peoplejust overheard you reject some asshole because you were here with your boyfriend,” another friend said. “they saw you hugging.”
oh. well
“he wasn’t—i was just—”
but you caught sight of the same asshole out of the corner of your eye, and, suddenly, you weren’t so sure if it was a good idea to admit to lying
“yeah,” you ended up saying, a defeated sigh following shortly after. “he’s my boyfriend. i’ll introduce you later.”
“why don’t you do it now?” a voice asked, nearly making you jump out of your skin
kihyun – the king of showing up at the right place, at the right time – was smiling as he stood next to you
your friends, of course, proceeded to pounce on you (that’s how they show love)
and it took you another half an hour to get kihyun alone to ask him why, in the name of god, would he carry on pretending to be your boyfriend?
and he’s been so composed the whole night, but suddenly he’s an awkward mess
“i don’t know,” he admitted, “maybe that’s the only way i knew how to ask you out on a real date.”
you both knew that there were many easier ways to do that, but you had to admit two things
one, you kind of have no choice but to say yes now, since everyone already thinks you’re dating
and two, the butterflies in your stomach have been rioting ever since kihyun introduced himself as your boyfriend that first time, so it would be good for your health to go on a real date with him. you know, to stop all the fluttering and the shaking of your heart
↣hyungwon
hyungwon got you into the fake-dating mess by accident
he’d been trying to impress his new manager because he felt like he really deserved a promotion
but no matter what he did, the guy seemed to hate him
and then one time during lunch, hyungwon happened to start a conversation about music, and he discovered that the manager was into the same indie band as he was
he milked the hell out of this, mentioning every obscure song he could remember, and he could almost see the points he was gaining with the manager
he even ended up being called up to his office at the end of the day
“this will sound weird, but are you seeing anyone right now?” the manager asked
hyungwon genuinely thought he gave off the wrong impression and even glanced at the sexual harassment awareness posters on the wall of the office
but then the manager explained, “i have four tickets to the band’s concert this friday. we could go on a double-date.”
and, because this was his promotion on the line, hyungwon stammered, “uh… yes, i am seeing someone… a concert sounds great.”
cut to you getting a panicked phone call from hyungwon several hours later, demanding that you cancel your plans for friday night and pretend to be his girlfriend to impress his manager
eh, you like the band anyway, and hyungwon was a good friend, even if you never really saw him romantically, so why not
but, like in any classic rom-com, after spending the night exaggerating hyungwon’s positive qualities (in a subtle way, of course), you came to realize that, huh,maybe you did see him as a romantic interest? kind of? a little bit?
it was just nice how he kept holding you all throughout the concert, so he wouldn’t lose you in the crowd of people
and it was nice how he walked you home and checked on you even after his manager and his girlfriend had left the two of you alone
and it was also nice—alright, fine, you had a proper crush on hyungwon now
you assumed he’d done most of those things that night because he wanted to leave a positive impression on his manager
but then hyungwon got that promotion (the concert played a part in that for sure), and he invited you to celebrate at his house
and you showed up, thinking it was going to be a party for all of his friends, but it was just him, a bottle of wine, and two glasses
so you got worried that maybe you showed up too early, but hyungwon shook his head, “no, you’re right on time. wine?”
“uh… shouldn’t we wait for everyone else?”
“there’s no one else,” he said, his hands shaking as he unscrewed the cork. “it’s just you.”
oh, okay, then
now your heart was shaking and what-not, that’s great
“i wanted to thank you,” he said after he finally managed to pour wine into your glasses and onto the counter. “if it weren’t for you, i wouldn’t have gotten this promotion.”
“that’s not true, you’re a great employee and you deserve this.”
hyungwon appreciated you saying that, but he looked down and deflected, “you know, this promotion had been something that i was looking forward to for the past few months. until the night we went to that concert.”
you waited for him to continue, but his mouth was too dry, so he took a big gulp of his wine before he even finished the toast
(was this even a toast? oh god, he couldn’t understand what he was doing)
“t-that night,” he tried to continue, “i realized that i’m looking forward to seeing you again more than i’m looking forward to getting promoted. i was absolutely ready to go on a dozen more double-dates with you before i got that promotion.”
“i thought we’d have to do that, too, to be honest,” you interjected with a chuckle, alleviating the atmosphere slightly
“yeah?” hyungwon was glad to hear that. “i’m really, kind of, sad that we didn’t have to do that.”
quietly (because you didn’t dare to start drinking your wine yet, so you lacked the courage), you admitted, “me too.”
oh now he was positively vibrating and he had to set his glass of wine down as he braced himself
“why don’t we go on an actual date? no promotions to look forward to this time, just each other’s company.”
he looked like he was going to combust in three, two—
but you saved him by replying right away, “yeah. i’d like that.”
↣jooheon
you and jooheon both wanted some peace and quiet when you went out with your friends, who all knew that the two of you were single, and kept setting you up with various people in the bar
so you suggested telling your friends that you both had already found relationships
“they’ll never believe it unless they see our partners,” jooheon pointed out
“okay,” you nodded, admitting the mistake. it only took you a second to come up with a better plan, though, “then how about we tell them we’re dating each other?”
he watched you for a minute, his eyebrows furrowed
“that is the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard,” he said then. “let’s do it.”
dumb or not, it worked
finally, you were able to relax, unwind, and get wasted on a friday night without being introduced to a new stranger every two drinks
it was a dream come true
and it worked like an excuse in other settings as well!
you don’t feel like attending another company dinner? “sorry, my boyfriend’s taking me out tonight, it’s our anniversary.”
jooheon hates his pretentious neighbour, so he needs an excuse to say no to his party? “sorry, got plans with my girlfriend this weekend.”
funnily enough, no one ever called either of you out on your bullshit
your co-workers had seen jooheon pick you up from work countless times
and all of jooheon’s neighbours knew you were the only person left who still had a spare key to his apartment (after a very unfortunate incident involving minhyuk, the notebook for jooheon’s lyrics, and a forgotten candle “for ambiance”, when jooheon was out of town)
nor you, nor jooheon had enough time for a serious relationship, and your fake-relationship never interfered with casual dating (since it all tended to end after one date)
so it was all fun and games
until your friends started asking, “so when are you going to propose?” and you realized this had been going on for a longtime
jooheon, who was so used to his role as your fake-boyfriend, didn’t even skip a beat as he said, “when the time is right”
but the question rang in both of your heads for the rest of the night
when your taxi stopped outside of jooheon’s house at the end of the night, you got out with him because he was usually the type of drunk who could fall asleep in an elevator if left unsupervised
so, to save him the embarrassment – and also, to save you a trip back and forth between your houses – you tended to sleep in his guest room on friday nights
“you know what would be funny?” you asked him as the two of you took the elevator to his floor, “if we told our friends that we weren’t actually dating this whole time.”
jooheon chuckled, seemingly agreeing that this really would be funny
“you know what would be even funnier?” he responded, his speech still slurred from the alcohol. “if we actually started to date.”
you laughed, nodding, because that really would be even funnier
but then once jooheon was in bed and you prepared to head to the guest room, he suddenly grabbed your hand, stopping you
“so what time should i pick you up next week?” he asked
he never picked you up for anything, so you were understandably confused, “for what?”
“for our date,” he explained.
“oh, to pull the prank of the year?” you asked, chuckling. “first, we pretended to date, and then we actually started to date. but, actually, it’s all one big—”
“no,” jooheon disagreed, his eyes drooping, but his grip on your hand remaining firm. “this won’t be a prank. it’ll be a date. for real, this time.”
↣i.m
he needed to get his family off his back (in the kindest way possible, of course)
there were only so many “it’s time for you to get married, why don’t i arrange a blind date for you?” a person could take
and you’d been his best friend for years, so hey, can you lend your friend a hand? you won’t even have to do anything
or so he said
you agreed because, according to changkyun, he’d just tell his family that you were his girlfriend, and you wouldn’t actually have to go to any dinners, or any parties whatsoever
how utterly and completely dumb this was!!!!!!
you run in the same circles, of course you were going to run into his family in town
their congratulatory hugs weren’t even the worst part (but it was still awkward, and you made a mental note to strangle kyun later)
the worst part was the “i knew you two kids would get together eventually!” comments
you felt like you were disappointing his family because you weren’t actually dating, and that felt a lot like disappointing your realfamily
it was crushing
you’d had such a good relationship with changkyun’s whole family, they were your second home
and now you were lying to them
so you didn’t think you were exaggerating when you sent changkyun a gentle “prepare to die” message once you managed to escape his relatives
he had a solution, though (at least, he thought he did)
“okay, so how’s this, then – we date for real?”
???????
he’d been your best friend for so long, you struggled to think of him as anything else
but it was also a defence mechanism in a way? you used to have the biggest crush on changkyun when you first became friends, so you needed to find a way to suppress these feelings
“changkyun,” you began seriously, “do you really think dating you would traumatize me less than my fear of disappointing your family?”
he watched you for a minute, the insult buffering, and then sent a pillow flying right at your head
“i’m saying i want you to go out with me, dumbass.”
you tried to duck, but still got swatted on the back of your head with the pillow as you asked, “why?”
he laughed humourlessly (and nervously) and then rolled his eyes, “gee, i don’t know, maybe because i don’t want you to feel bad about lying to my family, you sensitive wuss. or maybe because i genuinely have feelings for you, i don’t know.”
you were about to toss the pillow back at him, but then stopped
swallowing hard, you asked, “so which is it?”
“i can’t even breathe right now, which do you think it is?”
you were the one rolling your eyes this time, “can’t you just say it like a normal person, you asshole?”
“it’s already obvious, dimwit.”
“are you seriously only insulting me because you can’t tell me you like me? that’s lame, even for a nerd like you.”
he was groaning in exasperation at this point, “what else do you want me to do? you’re the most oblivious person i’ve ever met. and i don’t like you, you big idiot. i’m pretty sure i’m in love with you.”
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“Finally,” Hyunwoo sighed in relief as yet another attempt to call you finally got accepted.
“What do you want?” You frowned, sitting down on one of the benches in the park, feeling the anger resurface as soon as you heard his voice.
Unlike you, Hyunwoo was calm, only worried about you. “Why are you ignoring me Y/N? I know you’re upset with me, but would it be so bad for you to just let me know that you’re safe.”
“What did you expect to happen? I’ve only been out of the house for an hour?” You quizzed, not quite as over things as Hyunwoo.
He could hear in your voice how agitated you still were too. “Anything could happen, you know how busy it can be sometimes.”
“I’m alright, so can I just hang up now?”
“When are you coming home?”
“I don’t know Hyunwoo,” you sighed, running a hand through your hair, “I’m in the middle of a walk, and doing a lot of thinking whilst walking too.”
His head nodded, although you couldn’t see, “will you keep me updated? Maybe let me know when you’re coming home at least?”
“I’ll try and remember to text you, promise.”
Minhyuk:
“What’s wrong?” Changkyun asked as he watched Minhyuk rush out of his room at the dorm.
“Has Y/N come home yet?” Minhyuk nervously questioned him and Kihyun, only for their heads to both shake back to him, looking around the room.
Both of them could see how worried Minhyuk was as he paced around the room. “Are you expecting Y/N to be home by now?” Kihyun asked him, tapping the space beside him for Minhyuk to sit.
“We had a bit of an argument, but it was ages ago, and I’ve not heard anything from her,” Minhyuk told them, his voice shaky.
The two of them both sat nice and close to him, “she probably just needs a bit of time, let’s give her until the hour to come home.”
“What do we do if she’s not come home then?”
“We’ll go out and look.”
“You guys don’t need to do that,” Minhyuk told them both, but they both quickly shushed him, admittedly a little worried about where you were too.
Changkyun wrapped his arm around him, “we can’t have you nervously waiting for Y/N all night long, we’ll find her somewhere.”
“Thank you, I really appreciate your help.”
Kihyun:
“I thought I might find you here,” Kihyun gently smiled as he sat down beside you by the water.
“What are you doing?” You sighed as Kihyun shuffled towards you, keeping a small distance between you both, sensing you were still mad.
His smile was weak as you looked across at him, “I didn’t know where you were or what you were doing, but usually when you’re upset this is the spot that you come to for a while.”
“I didn’t want to be found, I wanted some space,” you tried to tell Kihyun, but his shoulders shrugged in reply to you.
He felt like he’d given you enough space already. “I did try to text you, but you didn’t reply, what else was I supposed to do?”
“Were you really that worried about me Ki?”
“Of course, I always care Y/N.”
“I know,” you whispered, allowing yourself to relax around Kihyun. “I didn’t think you’d come out and look for me, not at this time of night too.”
His head shook in reply, “I couldn’t stay at the dorm any longer without you there, not knowing if you were safe or in any danger.”
“I’m alright, just enjoying the view.”
Hyungwon:
“Don’t ever do that to me again,” Hyungwon told you as soon as his arms wrapped around you.
“Get off me,” you told him, trying your best to push him away, but Hyungwon was far too strong to be able to even give you the chance to move away.
His head shook, as his grip got tighter around you. “I don’t care about arguing or fighting. I’ve never been so terrified in my life Y/N, why didn’t you answer my calls or just text me even?”
“Because my phone is on the table over there,” you told him, pointing to where your phone was on the coffee table in the room.
Hyungwon’s eyes rolled as he looked across too, “I should have come and looked for it rather than just sitting up in the bedroom all confused.”
“Do you really think I’d ignore you on purpose?”
“I don’t know, you seemed mad.”
“I am mad,” you corrected, “you said some horrible things to me earlier, maybe if I did have my phone on me, I still would have chosen to just ignore you.”
Hyungwon’s arms dropped down to his sides, “don’t say that Y/N. You have no idea how worried I was about you.”
“I guess that makes us even then.”
Jooheon:
“What are you playing at?” Jooheon yelled down the phone as soon as you answered the call.
“You’re not Minhyuk,” you sighed, picking up the call thinking that you were going to speak to Min, only to hear a different voice on the end of the line.
A sigh came from you as Jooheon’s voice got louder down the other end of the line. “Why aren’t you replying to me Y/N? I’m trying to make sure that you’re safe and you just decide to scare me.”
“I don’t want to speak to you right now,” you tried to tell Jooheon, “did you not think that there was a reason as to why I didn’t answer?”
A sigh escaped from Jooheon too, “but why couldn’t you just reply and say that you’re alright, did I really wind you up that much to not do that for me?”
“You hurt me, I tried to tell you that Jooheon.”
“But I wasn’t listening, right?”
“Exactly,” you frowned, resting your head in your hand, “I tried to talk to you earlier, so I didn’t see any point trying to talk to you now when you had paid no attention.”
Another sigh came from him, “can’t you just come back home now so that we can talk about this, somewhere warm too?”
“I’ll turn around now and head home.”
I.M:
“Why would you do this to me?” Changkyun asked you as soon as he heard the front door open.
“Do what?” You quizzed as his hands came against your shoulders, shaking you gently. As he did, you could see the panic that was in Changkyun’s eyes.
His heart was racing as he looked over you closely, “why didn’t you answer my calls, or just reply to one of my texts? Why did you try and frighten me by just ignoring me at this time of night Y/N?”
“Relax,” you tried your best to tell him, “my phone was buried in the bottom of my bag, I didn’t hear it ringing or buzzing.”
Changkyun’s head shook back across at you, “are you sure you weren’t just ignoring me because you were mad at me? Trying to wind me up some more?”
“No, I honestly didn’t hear it going Chang.”
“At least you’re home now.”
“I’m sorry if I frightened you,” you told him, placing your hand over his, “I didn’t mean to make you think that I was still mad at you by not answering your calls.”
His smile slowly turned up in your direction, “it doesn’t matter, your home, and you’re safe, they’re the most important things.”
Prompt(s): fluffy prompt #35 “Tell me again.” and fluffy prompt #39 “I really want to kiss you right now.” “Then do it.”
Word count: 267
Warnings: extreme fluff
You and your boyfriend Kihyun were cuddling on his couch having a movie marathon. “Pfftt no one does that.” You scoffed at the movie you two were currently watching. Kihyun chuckled softly at your comment, looking down at you with a loving gaze. You made a couple more snarky comments, each one making Kihyun let out a soft giggle. A couple minutes later, you felt Kihyun’s gaze on you. “Whats up?” You asked softly, looking up at him. “Mm?” Kihyun hummed in response, clearly not registering that you had asked him a question. He still had yet to stop looking at you with that love filled gaze. You smiled and shook your head slightly at him, “Are you okay? You’re acting kinda weird.” “I love you.” he said softly. Your eyes widened, “I’m sorry,what?” “I, Yoo Kihyun, love you Y/N.” Kihyun said louder, smiling nervously. “I love you too, kihyunnie.” After hearing you say that Kihyun’s smile reached his eyes, “Tell me again.” You smiled widely,“I love you too.” Kihyun’s smile didn’t leave his face as he pulled you into his lap, wrapping you up in his arms. He nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, holding you tightly. “C-can’t breathe. Too tight.” You choked out. “Oops sorry baby.” He pulled his head out of the crook of your neck and loosened his arms substantially. “‘S fine.” You mumbled before kissing his cheek lightly. Kihyun smiled while biting his lip, eyes trained on your lips. “Baby, I really want to kiss you right now.” You bit your lip slightly, “Then do it.”
authors note: i recently got into Monsta X and i felt the urge to write something for them so this happened
I.M (Im Changkyun) from Monsta X
Prompt(s): funny prompt #42 “i locked the keys in the car.” & funny prompt #43 “this is why we can’t have nice things.”
Word count: 184
Warnings: none
“Hey babe, do you have the car keys?” Your boyfriend Changkyun asked you. “You’re the one drove, why would i have the keys?” You chuckled, continuing to walk. You saw Changkyun stop walking out of the corner of your eye so of course you stopped too.“Y/N we have a small problem..” Changkyun mumbled while searching frantically through his pants pockets. “Hm?” You hummed questioningly, turning toward him. “Whats up babe?” You raised an eyebrow when you noticed what he was doing. “I…um..may have..accidentally..lockedthekeysinthecar.” “I’m sorry, what?” You cupped your ear and leaned toward him, silently praying you had heard him wrong. He ran a hand through his hair. “I saaaid, i locked the keys in the car.” He pursed his lips, waiting for your reaction. “Are you sure?” You looked at him with wide eyes. He nodded slowly, “I don’t have them and that’s the only other place they could be.“This is why we can’t have nice things.” You sighed, turning on your heel and starting to walk to where you had parked the car.
tags: FRIENDS-TO-LOVERS!AU DEAL WITH IT; fluff ;kinda angst; making out ( maybe more but not explicit); violence; shownu being badass hot and a soft bear!!! pls be careful to not bust all your uwus.
I am so sorry if you guys don’t like drabbles, but seems like i’m an anxious person and i like to rush stuff so,,, sorry ig:3
a normal day for you, going to your potion class just living your life
then this stupid ravenclaw boy with his crew start to shout out offensive things to you because you were a half-blood.
little did he know that, for more than 30 years, bullying and segregation about blood type were not allowed anymore in Hogwarts, thanks merlin.
one of the teachers petrified them, for one hour and they were taken to the director after.
all my friends asked if you were alright and you just nod. ugh, honestly? people are still like this? this is so overpassed.
anyways this day ended quickly and soon you apparate yourself to the centre of London with some friends. It’s Friday, club day!
Little did you know what would happen.
before all the mess, let me explain who is shownu
he is, of course, the Quidditch main player, the leader, but he is also a very nice guy. But what no one understands is that he is very reticent and discreet, different from the other jocks. He does date some girls, but the regular type ones, he doesn’t claim for attention and: he is everyone type. Smart, tall, handsome, has manners, athletic, good with spells and love all magical creatures of the school.
back to the club, after one hour you could find yourself wasted.
YES, this was a muggle club and that’s what you love, people who don’t know about your big secret and have no idea how to judge you because, honestly, they don’t care.
So you find yourself dancing with strangers and receive a text from your friends. one of the Slytherin girls were not okay and they rushed to Hogwarts without you, but hey, they found a familiar face and asked him to find me. What a nice idea.
You were not mad, after all, it’s normal for you always be alone and you enjoy it a bit.
So, after ten minutes, this hella cute guy called Kihyun was offering you a drink, he seems familiar but you said “no thanks”, and of course he understood.
you needed some air, so you went to the roof aka the smoking area
“oh finally"
you turned your head, finding shownu brown eyes.
damn, he was hot, leather jacket, dark jeans and a cigarette in his mouth.
” shownu? wait,, you are the familiar face that will keep me company while my weak friends can’t take two shots of vodka?“
he smirks at your comment, nodding to you while discarding the rest of the cigarette
sh: "my friends left me too, so here we are”
you: “ wow the mr.athlete smokes?”
sh : “ and the Mrs.top notes like to go clubbing every Friday? we discover crazy things every day"
you could only laugh and little did you know that he took a little note on is thoughts about how pretty were you smiling.
he asked you if you wanted to dance more or walk around the streets of London and maybe, grab something to eat.
you liked the idea of a little adventure with shownu, and also, food is always the number one.
so that’s when your friendship with him started. you both talked about yourselves, your houses, friends and even the incident you lived this morning, he was very horrified with that, making him frown and being absolutely adorable.
since this day, you both saw each other almost every day
you helped him with his grades and the O.W.LS
he used to call you to watch his games and well, we all know you two were in love with each other
but of course, you dumbasses couldn’t see that so, the summer arrived and your friends made up a plan
do you think a house with a lot of teenagers, in a magic beach, were all the wizards go in summer would be a great plan to get you both together? idk but let’s go I guess.
so you proposed something for your group, including shownu’s friends as well ( cofcof kihyun which is weird but he is your friend now).
” no magic"
“WHAT” everyone, except for shownu, who was smiling, screams
“c'mon! the house and everything are already enchanted! plus, car rides!”
“ but the food and the train?”
“ Okay, these too can be magic but only!"
everyone agreed because sometimes its nice to not use magic you know?
when you all arrive at the house, the bags and your belongs were already flying and organizing themselves by magic. Lame, you thought.
"Hey” shownu put his arm around your neck “ want to give a lot at the beach"
you: ” sure,,“ godgodgodgod
it was genuinely nice, walking in the sand while talking what do you expect in these two weeks, shownu offered to hold your shoe and god, he smells good. Sorry, any way
you both didn’t have a lot of time alone this week, but even tho, shownu held your hand in the forest train, trowed water in you at the waterfall and also kept watching your body in that bikini hihi
he made sure to stay by your side in all the games and even when you were bronzing yourself in the sand, reading an ordinary book. He also would sneak around at night with you just to see the stars or smoke a bit.
so, the truth or dare game has arrived I am sorry for the cliche
OH NO, you were picked
"y/n I dare you to… okay I will be nice, just hold shownu’s hands the whole game"
that was safe, you have held his hands already and shownu was very affectional with everyone so, no big deal right? NO BC YOU BOTH WERE SWEATING AND BLUSHING HARD
game is going and you couldn’t look at his face, even knowing that he was looking at you.
” shownu, I dare you to tell y/n about what you feel about her" minhyuk is the DEVIL itself.
shownu didn’t even hesitate, he smiled at you and whispered: “ every time with you is a good time, you know?"
I AM LOSING MY SHIT FUCKFUCJFUFNENENN ok
it was clear that you HAVE to get the fuck out of there.
so you just do, like a clown, stand up and run away in the beach
edeudbnebd what a jerk
shownu has no idea of what to do, were you upset? he should have told you he likes u? do you have feelings for him? he is freaking out
so he finds you bellow a tree, looking at the waves
sh: ” hey…“
you: ” hi…“
sh: ” look, I’m sorry if what I said-“
you: "Ilikeyou”
he just stares at you, smiling slowly
sh: “ that’s what I said"
you: "no, you said that every time with me is a good time"
sh: ” isn’t it the same but more poetic?“ you laugh because he is so silly
and that makes you heart race and the blood of your face go directly to your cheeks burning
sh: ” Can I kiss you?“
oh damn
he was getting closer and you could feel how hot his body was when he delicately touched your cheeks, his chocolate eyes searching for your response.
You, into almost a spell that he had, nodded quietly.
when his lips touched yours, you could feel your head spinning but in an amazing way, you were so captivated by the ways his soft lips were dancing against yours, the way his hand were found now at your waits and how soft was his hair between your fingers
is this a dream? cause looks like one in your head.
he distanced himself a bit, smiling widely, what an image my friend.
sh: ” we could get out of here and…“
you: ” makeout in some free room? agree"
you stand up and offered your help for him to stand.
sh: “ reading minds now huh?"
you: ” you didn’t like it?“
he hugged you from behind, whispering close to your ear: "I will show you what I like soon”
bitchwhat
you both just run into the house, your friends looking at you both at the door with the biggest poker faces ever while you both just laugh and run upstairs, opening your room and locking it ;)
shownu wasted no time, he sits on the edge of the bed, already putting you on his lap, locking your lips in his again as his life depends on it.
God he was so hot, the messy hair, the plushie lips, the way he smirks, the way his strong hands grip your thighs and your waist, travelling everywhere but careful to not scare you, he is so gentle!!!!
you can resist and start to kiss his neck and you could feel him whimper while tensing his body. he returns the favour, kissing you neck back and giving soft bites, that’s when you lose your shit and starts unconsciously griding on him, feeling him, got harder by your movements and a low moan leaves your mouth
you can feel shownu smirking and kissing your neck, collarbones and the curves of your breasts, making you wetter and wetter.
sh: “ do you want to keep this going? because I have been wanting this” he squeezes your butt strongly, making you moan again “ wanting you… so badly y/n”
you kiss him slowly again, whispering “ I am yours already baby, and I am sure"
you can imagine the rest right?
the next day, your roommate was mad at you but, no regrets. even with kihyun and jooheons dirty comments, you can only be happy to be dating shownu.
he was so sweet and lovely you
both spend the rest of the summer going out together and going to clubs and pubs
he even taught you how to fly in a broom like a player
it’s strange how he became your best friend and also is your boyfriend
and even sometimes fighting for silly things, nothing serious, everything seems so natural and peaceful with him
can you do a fluffy imagine with changkyun where he and his girlfriend are dancing to old music in the kitchen in their pajamas?
Sure!!!!
All normal writers: no topic imagines
Me: EVERYTHING CAN BE A LIST HOE
anyways
It’s Sunday
That means all the members are trying to live rest so they won’t be interrupting you and kyun.
Also Sunday its the official date day so….
Every Sunday is an different thing ( even hiding the relationship blah blah)
But today
Oh today is a bad day
Rough week for both of you can only mean chill and netflix ( even tho as kyun said, he does this on Christmas but, who I am to judge right?) He said chill and netflix in this order I fucking hate him
So dinner at home with soft music after a hot bath?
[changkyun] YES!!!!!!
He got home first and prepared the bath
So you brought the food and some groceries
That’s all you need
you both just quietly hug and kiss
Enjoying the warmth of the hot bath in your tub
Just soft chill music
Changkyun helping you to put a hot fluffy pyjamas
He puts your favourite song while you both crazy dance in the kitchen
Then a romantic song starts
And you both just slowly dance
Smelling each other fragrances, the body’s really close
You could feel that, whenever you get this feeling, it’s home.
[WARNINGS]: Please make sure to pay attention to warnings in each chapter.
[A/N]: My first full series! I’m not sure just how many chapters it will have at this point, but it will be fruitful. Also, I’m sorry it isn’t amazing. I am a new writer but I will definitely try my best on this. Written in y/n point of view.
Chapter One:
Shownu quirked his eye at you trying to piece your thoughts together. He couldn’t imagine what you’re thinking right now. All he wanted to do was help or provide some kind of comfort to you. He could only just kept watching as you paced your livingroom carpet back and forth. Wondering what was wrong. He thought eventually you’d make a burn in your tracks like they do in the cartoons.
“Okay, that’s it” His shout caused you to stop dead in your tracks. Standing in place waiting for him to break the silence.
“I can’t watch you just walk back and forth like a mad man all day. It’s not good for your sanity. Can you please tell me what happened today and why you’re doing.. this? “ He finished, gesturing around the area you were just pacing around.
You just stared at him with a blank expression on your face. You didn’t know what to tell him, how to explain, or just simply couldn’t, yet you wanted to so badly. Looking at his stern and slightly worried expression memories came fluttering in your mind.
From grade eight and onward, you two have been practically joined by the hip. Becoming friends when randomly sat next to each other on the first day of school.
Now you’re a 25-year-old art school graduate. He’s a 27-year-old accounting major. Sometimes you laugh how widely different you two are, and yet you two are so compatible it’s almost scary.
You became so attached to him, and he became just as attached to you. You loved him so much and were so thankful for his friendship. That’s why you’re thankful he rushed over when you called him out of the blue, you couldn’t hide it anymore and heneeded to know.
“Shownu...”
He was thankful you finally spoke and replied with a simple “Hmm?”.
But then he noticed the tears welling in your eyes, something was very wrong.
Standing up from your sofa, he walked over to you and placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. In his softest tone, he let you know he was there for you. To which you returned a smile.
“ I have a confession…” You looked down to break eye contact with him and sighed.
“About five months ago the animating company I worked for suddenly sold the rights over to our competitors and so lots of people lost their jobs. Including me. Since then I have been trying so hard to find another job. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I didn’t want to worry you. I thought I would have a new job by now. My commissions aren’t doing much anymore and I’m all out of any savings I did have.. I don’t know what to do Nunu.” You hadn’t noticed the tears streaming down your face. Shownu just stared at you while he was pulling all the information together in his head.
He realized this means for the past five months you’ve been struggling.
Probably not eating as well as you should have been and financially, as well as mentally, struggling.
He knew the rent in your apartment was high as your old job was overly decent pay. You were probably months behind on the rent, but knowing how stubborn you are, you’d never admit it.
He wiped your tears from your face and just looked at you with furrowed brows.
“Sometimes, you frustrate me so much.” He breathed out, though it nearly sounded loving.
Dumbfounded, you just stood there. Watching as he broke away from you. You weren’t sure what he meant until you watched him walk towards your hallway making a beeline straight to your bedroom door.
“Hey! Shownu.. what are you doing?” You tried yelling for him again but he just silently disappeared away into your room, you now following close behind.
You studied him opening and closing different clothing drawers, grabbing handfuls of mix colored clothing and throwing them on your bed. Then he went to your closet, doing the same. Shortly after he reached for your luggage and started stuffing them.
“W-what are you doing...” You softly spoke, barely recognizing your own voice.
You just looked at him while he was practically throwing your entire wardrobe in luggage, followed by your necessities. Until the two hard shell cases couldn’t fit anything else.
“Wonho and I will come to get the rest later. In the meantime, we have a spare bedroom and that’s where you’ll be staying. When we get all your things you can have the entire basement. It’s like its own apartment, you’ve seen it.”
He sounded so firm and was still messing with the luggage, zipping them up and shuffling them about.
“No-”
“You’re not allowed to refuse y/n.” Shownu interrupted.
“Where do you think you’ll go? You obviously can’t afford this place anymore. Just stop, let me help you. For once, stop trying to act like you’re okay when it’s fucking obvious that you aren’t. Come on grab this and let’s go.” He shoved the handle at you, which you took and followed him to the door.
“I can’t live with you rent-free. How much do you want? I don't’ have much but-”
He cut you off again, “I don’t want anything.”
Shownu isn’t dumb by any means though, and he knows you’ll insist on paying him and if he refused you would just transfer the money into his account or slide it into his wallet. Especially since his place was significantly more lavish than yours, he knows you’ll just insist more.
“Just…You know I live with six other guys. So we could use a girl’s touch. It’d be nice. So it’s your job to keep the place tidy at all times, occasionally make us breakfast or lunch, or something. You’d be like our maid.” He kind of giggled.
Shownu was always shy when it came to things like this, speaking his feelings. He wasn’t good at expressing his emotions and you thought you saw a faint blush spread across his cheeks as well.
The drive to his house was in comfortable silence. You were drowning in thoughts of how it would be living with seven men. Not sure what exactly to expect, but you were kind of excited.
Kind of was an understatement. Flashes of his decor came flooding into your mind. Your place, well old place, was nice. Sure, but his place was amazing.
Anon asked: How would Monsta X react to their gf making a sexual gesture behind another member (so only they can see her) and then running away, ty xD
Haha here you go sweetie!
Shownu
He would be baffled as you just make such a gesture with those bedroom eyes of yours that always made him hot and bothered, and right in front of his boys as well. Luckily, he was the only one who noticed what you had just done, still he wouldn’t let you off the hook that easily. He would make sure to tease you on the way home, just like you teased him right then and there before running off.
“I can’t believe that she just…Jeeze…”
Wonho
He wouldn’t notice at first what you were doing until a few minutes after. Once it hit him, he just shook his head with a serious expression. But as soon as the other members weren’t looking, he would raise an eyebrow, with another shake of his head, but it was too late as you had already taken off. This time with a small smirk, as if to tell you that he would deal with you later that night.
“Hmmm..Hmmm..Just wait until we get home.”
Hyungwon
Just like Shownu, he would be surprised, and actually quite annoyed. He didn’t think you would make such an expression towards him, in public. He wasn’t one for those kinds of things outside the bedroom, or house. But that didn’t stop him from being intrigued by you and your lovely self. He had wanted more, even if the members were around, but too bad for him, you had ran and hid from him.
“Dammit (y/n)…What are you trying to do to me..”
Kihyun
He would be shy, shy to the point that he too wanted to hide just like you did afterwards. He couldn’t believe you had just done that, and from right behind one of the members too! Still, he couldn’t help but feel slightly turned on by this feeling of surprise and naughtiness right then and there, whilst almost getting caught.
“Jagiya…You naughty, naughty girl…”
Minhyuk
He would be the most annoyed, but not really. Well, just a little. Only because those kind of facial expressions and gestures where meant for his eyes, and his eyes only, and he wouldn’t know what to do if the other members saw that too. He felt flustered, but tried hiding it by changing the subject, for now, until he was alone with you.
“Hey! I’m h..hungry. How about we go get something?”
Jooheon
Just like Minhyuk, he would be a bit annoyed, especially whenever you ran off like that, leaving him there to get excited on his own. He would try shaking it off so the others members didn’t notice anything or catch on. Thankfully they didn’t see anything of which you did, still he would be slightly frustrated, especially if you left him there to deal with his “excitement”
“(y/n)…that girl is definitely something else…”
Changkyun
He would be interested right away. He would break out into a smile as you ran away. He could feel his playful side peak as he would switch around in his seat, just waiting for you to come back, but when you didn’t he would sway the rest of the members away as he went to look for you. You would be his prey at this moment.
“(y/n) come out, come out wherever you are~ I just wanna play..”
Genre:suggestive fluff / idol au / established relationship
Warnings:amake-out session that’s suggestive, minor jealousy, and mild cursing
A/N: it is somewhat expected that you’ve read the series this story is based on. Whilst it’s still readable without OOTS knowledge, it is recommended to read this after the series. This idea came to me after seeing the performances of LOVE, and Kihyun’s interesting outfit options >_>
Word count: 2295
Opening the studio door with his elbow, Kihyun took a deep breath to steady himself after rushing since he left his last schedule. Stepping into the room, he smiled brightly.
He felt instantly relieved, and he hadn’t even taken you in yet. “Sorry I’m late, the radio show ran longer than anticipated. And then I stopped off at that new coffee store you’re in love with to pick you up a S’mores frappe.” Noticing your intense stare as he finished his apology, Kihyun frowned, holding out your iced drink. You took it, throwing your hip to the side as you leaned back against the desk. “What?”
“Just taking it in,” you murmured, sweeping your eyes from his head down to his toes.
Even though Kihyun had been in love with you for months now, it still felt like the first time he saw you in Boah’s vocal coaching building. His body jerked with a static charge, and his lips curled up into a smirk, trying to mask how overwhelmed he felt with you appreciating him visibly. “Do you happen to like your handsome boyfriend, Y/N?”
You snorted. “Yeah, sure.”
“What kind of response is that?” he whined playfully, watching you take a sip of your fancy chocolate milk and swallowing hard when you let out a small moan.
He was still feeling allthe honeymoon aspects of love with you.
“I was taking in this,” you mentioned, reaching out to pluck his grey hoodie between your index finger and thumb.
Glancing down at his plain hoodie and then back up at you, Kihyun frowned for the second time. “My… hoodie?”
“It’s a great hoodie.”
“You’re being exceptionally weird,” he intoned, placing down his iced Americano on your desk so he could envelop you in his arms. His smile grew again as he leaned into peck your nose. “Missed you, baby.”
“I saw you four days ago,” you reminded, and Kihyun pouted.
“We used to be inseparable.”
“We still are inseparable.” You gestured to how little space there was between you both. Shifting an arm out of his hold to put your drink down, you then reached for the collar of his hoodie, tugging him close again. “I really like this hoodie. It covers allof you. I can barely see your neck.”
Kihyun laughed. “Normally, you like seeing more than my neck.”
“Mm. In bed. In private—”
“This is your private recording space,” he pointed out wickedly, and you swatted at him lightly. “I could blow your mind and take this off to show that I have a respectable tee on underneath. Fully tucked into my jeans and all.”
You sighed. “You picked up on it.”
“Why didn’t you just tell me straight, Y/N?” he wondered, running a hand loosely up and down your spine. “I told you to expect my outfits for this promotion to be… a little different.”
“‘Different’ is an open collar. A few extra buttons undone. A sheer panel along your sides.”
“To be fair, it has been a lot of my sides that have been exposed,” he said with a nod of his head, and you groaned loudly.
“Why am I dating an idol? This is torture.”
“Says the ex-idol.” You rolled your eyes at Kihyun’s reminder. “Who took to the stage in the most spectacular of gowns that I not only almost faltered in singing at the sight of you, but I wanted the whole world to never see you again.”
“Lies!” you cried, shunting out of his embrace. “You and the rest of Monsta X were thrilled for me to be finally out of the shadows and on that stage. In fact, you were far too smug about it for some time there.”
“My girlfriend did look amazing up under those lights,” he agreed. Then he scrunched up his nose as he thought about why he didn’t appreciate the spotlight on you. “The thirsty comments that came after the performance though. They really got to me.”
“Might I remind you that there are numerous thirsty comments about you that I could wade through on a daily basis?”
Kihyun grinned. “I guess I don’t look too much.”
“You’re an asshole sometimes,” you told him, though the smile on your face made him aware that you weren’t that hung up on it.
Reaching back for you, Kihyun pulled you close, shutting his eyes as he breathed you in. Four days was going to be nothing compared to the upcoming US tour. Even with daily video calls, he was unsure how much he’d be able to handle being away from you that long.
Kihyun wondered if he’d ever adjust to how deeply he felt about you.
“I’m torn over those outfits,” you admitted quietly. He didn’t respond, knowing there was more to it. “I don’t like that everyone else gets to see glimpses of what I have of your body.”
“They don’t get to feel it like you do,” he offered breathily, remembering the way your hair had been splayed over your pillow the last time you were both together. Clamping his eyes shut again, he willed his body to cool down. He didn’t have more than this two-hour window to spend time with you today. And whilst he could perfect your breathless falsetto within these walls with some creative tangling of bodies, he knew you would never let him take your workplace to such an inappropriate high.
Kihyun was already running through his current schedule to find the next time he could have you in between his sheets.
Ignoring his statement, you tapped your fingertips lightly in a rhythm at the juncture where his neck and shoulder met. He shivered with how good your touch felt. “I liked the Music Bank outfit. It made no sense at first with all the loose straps. But the tease factor! I’m not going to tell you how many times I’ve rewatched the fancam online.”
“The fact that you’re telling me you’ve watched it has my ego inflating enough without a number. Though, surely it has to be more than twenty times, right?”
You pulled back just enough to pointedly roll your eyes at him. “Your ego really is a problem.”
“Not my clothes?” he teased, and you inhaled sharply.
“Are you taking those outfits with you to America?” you asked, and Kihyun watched as you turned your head, attempting to seem nonchalant with your question as you took a long gulp of the frappe. You sighed. “Damn, I’m going to become the size of a house because of this drink. It’s too good.”
“You’re lucky that even with me on a promo diet I still picked that sugary, milky drink up for you. Shows how much I love you.”
You grinned. “Want a taste? I promise you it’s delicious.”
“You know hyung can sniff out diet breaks a mile away,” he pointed out, and your eyes danced with mischief, dragging in a long mouthful from the straw. You had barely swallowed before your hand slipped around the back of his neck, pulling him in close enough for your lips to touch.
He could taste the marshmallow and chocolate on your tongue as you opened up for him. The burst of flavours, both from the drink and the one that was just inexplicitly you overwhelmed Kihyun, and he pushed you up against the desk, hands finding their way to the back of your thighs, assisting you up onto the table. Being appropriate, be damned. Kihyun could only think of one way he wanted you to sing for him now.
“Easy,” you murmured into his skin as your lips trailed down his neck in a trail of kisses. “Boah’s right next door with a lesson.”
“The room is soundproof.”
“Are you wanting to test that?” you asked, and Kihyun dropped his forehead to your shoulder as your hands trailed to the bottom of his hoodie. Sliding up just a bit, you then let out a surprised laugh. “Your tee really is tucked into your jeans.”
“Because when I’m not on stage, I’m not exactly going about feeling uncomfortable.”
“Those outfits are uncomfortable?” you asked innocently as your hands yanked on the tee, greedily wanting to meet with his skin. He felt branded as soon as your palms touched his flesh, fingers spreading over his torso. “I couldn’t tell with how cocky your expressions were.”
“I liked the response of the fans. Sue me.”
“Were they looking at you or Hyungwon? He was showing just as much skin. I thought Changkyun was the one in charge of showing so much skin whilst Hyunwoo’s in the army?”
“Don’t bring up their names when your hands are on my body,” he grunted, trying to find the waistband to your leggings under the soft, oversized top dress you had on. Finally succeeding, he slid his hands over your rear, securing your hips against his.
“Kyun’s outfits have been classier than yours. What’s up with that?”
“Y/N!”
You chuckled. “As much as I’m sure I’ll enjoy where your thought process is going, I do have a client after this. And your idea will definitely lead to sweating, which you and I know won’t be great for my skin if I can’t shower and change after.”
“You encouraged this,” he said, deflated, though he put space between his hips and yours. Only a little because he didn’t want out of your space just yet. Your intense gaze trailed over him again, smirking lightly at his evident arousal before darting back to his eyes. He tipped his head to the side. “Done fuelling my flames?”
“The outfits. Are you having to wear them in the states?”
“Why?”
“Because I would prefer if you didn’t. They throw bras at you even when you’re fully dressed.”
“Maybe they’ll throw full lingerie sets this time,” he responded, stepping back when your hand swung towards him again. Laughing loudly, he caught your fingers within his own, entwining them for a moment. “You couldn’t sound more jealous, you know.”
“I guess I’ll have to take matters into my own hands.”
“How?”
“Well, first, I better go home and pull out my suitcase. You know, I haven’t used that thing in a while. I’ll have to see if it’s in the back of the wardrobe in Nina’s old room. She used it last when she went to teach that dance class in Japan.”
Kihyun smiled fondly at the mention of your best friend before blinking as the rest of your statement caught up to him. “Wait. Why do you need your suitcase?”
“Because I need to pack.”
“Where are you going?”
“With you on your tour,” you explained matter-of-factly, and Kihyun stared at you dumbly. You grinned. “You didn’t think I’d let you wear those shirts – if you can even refer to scraps of fabric as such – without me, did you? Monbebe will eat you alive.”
“Are you being serious?”
“Apparently, it’s important to check your vocals regularly whilst on tour for fatigue or strain. Funnily enough, your girlfriend is pretty good at being a vocal coach now.”
“And my company, with its bad history of losing one of its most talented female vocalists, hired you?” he asked incredulously, stepping back in between your legs, arms loosely wrapped around your waist. You immediately smiled before resting your head on his chest.
“Well, Boah might have pulled some strings along the way. But this contract, I promise I read over with a lawyer and about four times before I signed it.”
“You’re coming with me?” he asked with an elated laugh, using a hand to cup your jaw so he could look into your eyes. Kihyun pressed his lips to yours and then laughed again. “This solves so many problems.”
“Like how much I would have missed you being stuck back here?” you suggested, and Kihyun nodded, nuzzling your neck with his nose. “I have missed you, you know. Four days was unbearable. We used to go longer. When I was in Starlet, there were weeks where we didn’t see each other.”
“I’ve become complacent having you close to me, thanks to the lack of touring and trips out of Korea during the pandemic. I’m eager to see our international fans again, but the idea of leaving you behind was one I wasn’t looking forward to.”
Smiling at him, you returned the peck to his nose that he had greeted you with. “Now neither of us have to think about it.”
“I’m thinking about other things now,” he told you with a sly smile, and you gave him a dry look.
“Oh, God.”
“Hotel stays are going to be different this time around,” he mentioned with a wiggle to his eyebrows, and you chuckled.
“You’re incorrigible.”
“I’m in love,” he corrected, and your expression softened.
“And I’m never going to get any singing done with you today, am I?” you asked, slinging your arms around his neck and leaning in close. “I suppose that’s not a horrible thing. I like doing other things with you too. And until the day arrives where either of us grows bored of how much we desire the other, I think I’ll take as much advantage of it as I can.”
“I haven’t grown bored yet.”
“I don’t think we ever will,” you replied, kissing him softly. “I love you, even if your stylist is on my current hit list.”
Kihyun kissed you back. “I’ll have to make sure you don’t destroy her when you see all the other things she’s come up with for me.”
“There’s more?! Can’t I keep you under wraps?”
Kihyun laughed, reaching for your lips and trying to divert your attention away from his stage persona and back to where he wanted you.
Warnings:this is all about painful periods and the symptoms around it.
A/N:I wrote this for my fellow endo/PCOS warriors out there, and anyone who can relate to the sheer hell that it is when you’re on your period.
Word count: 2196
It had only been twenty-four hours.
A day since he had last seen you. And when Minhyuk had been in your company then, you had been laughing, bouncing around happily, and eager to do anything with him.
Today, however, you were still in bed.
And when he greeted you cheerily, you answered with a whine.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, concern sprouting instantly. Brushing your bed hair aside, he discovered your face scrunched up with discomfort.
Had the food you ate on your date made you unwell? He was perfectly fine, so surely it couldn’t be food poisoning. There was a sheen to your skin as well, and when he placed a hand over your forehead, you felt clammy.
“Are you sick?” he questioned, and you met him with another unintelligible groan. “Y/N, what do you need? I’ve nursed back my friends hundreds of times. Have you eaten? I could make you some soup and—”
“It’s not that,” you mumbled, and Minhyuk edged closer, leaning in so he could hear you better. “It’s just… it’s that time.”
“That time?” he echoed, brows knitting together. “Time for—ohhhh. That time.”
He smiled uneasily. He hadn’t quite looked after anyone during their period before. However, that didn’t mean he couldn’t try. After all, it was a normal bodily experience for the opposite gender. And whilst he didn’t know exactly how it felt, he had a younger sister. He’d seen the changes in her during her cycle each month too.
Feeling reassured that he was still up for the job, Minhyuk brushed away the hair that had fallen back into your face again and cupped it gently. “Don’t worry. I’ll make you feel better in no time!”
“Min—”
“Chocolate. Do you want chocolate?” he suggested, knowing his sister has a stash for times such as now, and you peeked out of one eye at him.
“It’s not even ten in the morning. I haven’t eaten breakfast.”
“Of course! I’ll make you something. You love pancakes. I’ll make some.”
Before you could answer, he was up and moving into your kitchen, marvelling that he’d been dating you for four months now, and this was his first time seeing you like this. He stored that slice of information aside for later and set about making you both some breakfast. Admittedly, he wasn’t the most proficient in the kitchen, and although they weren’t perfectly round and fluffy pancakes like the ones his friend Kihyun made, they looked edible when he was done.
By then, you had managed to shift from the bed to the couch in your living room, albeit still curled up in a foetal position. Settling everything down on the small dining table in your flat, he then assisted you to a chair. You smiled weakly. “Thanks, Min.”
“Don’t thank me yet,” he announced, hiding his nerves with a big smile. “I don’t know how good these will be.”
Watching as you ate a mouthful, your surprise was evident. You looked up at him. “You flavoured them with vanilla!”
“You once told me you loved vanilla,” he mentioned softly, watching as a smile graced your face. Your body was still tense, yet you reached for more food, and he silently gave himself a pat on the back.
By the end of the day, he’d be a pro at knowing how to be the best boyfriend during this time of the month for you.
However, Minhyuk’s elation soon wore off when you collapsed back into bed with a heating pad. Hovering, he watched as your breathing changed, your hand clutching the blankets in a fist.
“What is it?”
“I’ll be fine,” you panted, rolling your head haphazardly so you could stare up at him. “Go home. Today isn’t going to be a good day for us to spend together.”
“I can’t just leave you. I’m not sure if you care how you appear right now but you look dreadful. What type of boyfriend would I be if I just left you to endure this alone?”
A deep sigh left you, and your eyes watered with brewing tears. “I must have done something amazing in a past life to have met you in this one. But honestly, it’s better if I just ride this hell out by myself.”
“Will you be okay?” he worried, not sure about your statement at all. Minhyuk couldn’t remember seeing his sister this awful on her period at all. Once she’d taken some medication, she was able to continue her day with relative ease. If anything, she always milked the ailment to get out of things she didn’t want to do.
But you looked entirely miserable.
“I won’t die, no matter how much I curse for a swift ending,” you responded darkly, barking out a laugh before a bitter whine had you curling back up on yourself.
“That’s it. I can’t leave you,” he decided, rolling up his sleeves determinedly. “You need me.”
“I need drugs,” you added, easing yourself slowly to the edge of your bed, as if the wrong move would cause you grave pain. It confused him to see you this debilitated by cramps. Was it really this bad for women?
Standing up, you swayed dangerously, and Minhyuk lurched to steady you before you fell. You vaguely acknowledged his wide stare with a shallow nod. “Ah. I get super light-headed on my period. I faint too.”
“What?”
“But drugs will help. I keep them in the bathroom,” you said conversationally, as if the fact that fainting on your period was normal. Minhyuk helped you to your destination as he attempted to shelve the information you were feeding him into his logic bank. But nothing was adding up.
Watching as you reached past the normal paracetamol and ibuprofen in your medicine stack, he stopped your hand when you pulled out a medicine type that he’d once had when he pulled a muscle in his back. Alarmed, he shook his head. “Y/N, that’s a heavy drug.”
“I know. Maybe it’ll work today. I pray it will.”
“It’s going to knock you on your ass,” he commented, and you patted his hand softly with your other one, smiling wryly.
“Not likely. I’d gladly accept if it did that,” you told him before turning and slowly trudging back to bed. “But if it makes this just slightly more tolerable, I’ll take it.”
He watched you like a hawk when you took the medication with some water before slipping back down under the blankets. He presumed that in twenty minutes, you were going to be completely zonked out.
Instead, you seemed to be in a worse condition than before.
“Dammit,” you cursed, shifting around to find someplace more comfortable in the bedding.
Minhyuk’s hand glided over your forehead and came back wet from your perspiration. “Why are you sweating so much? Should you take away the heat pad?”
“Remove it and I’ll start swearing like a sailor,” you said through gritted teeth. “I just need this wave to pass.”
Holding your hand, he helplessly watched as you struggled for another twenty-five minutes. And then the knot of tension seemed to release from your body, and you slipped into a slumber.
Once he was certain you were asleep, Minhyuk pulled his phone out of his pocket and started to look up the symptoms you had. He was convinced after five minutes of Googling that he ought to get you to a doctor. What if it was something really crazy that needed medical attention?
He flinched when the phone started to ring in his hand and worried he’d disturb you after you’d just found some peace, he quickly answered it whilst slipping out into the living room of your flat. He let out a shaky exhale, relief flooding him when he saw who had rung him. “Mum! Thank God.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m with Y/N, and I think I need to take her to the hospital.”
“Why? Is she okay?” his mother enquired, and after Minhyuk rapidly fired off the signs he was concerned about, he was surprised when she chuckled. “My sweet boy. You really care about her, don’t you?”
“Of course. And I don’t like any of this.”
“You know what you described sounds a lot like your Aunt. Remember when she had to have surgery three years ago?”
“I think so. Why?”
“I had to look after her, and she told me then she had a condition that made things difficult for her to manage. Whilst I think you’re good to have concerns about this, maybe wait until Y/N wakes up and ask her about it. If there’s no known condition, then take her to see someone if it continues, okay?”
After thanking his mother for the sage advice, he went back to Google but looked up conditions that affected menstrual cycles. He was so invested in his research that he didn’t even realise you were up until you wrapped your arms around him over the back of the couch and nuzzled into his neck.
“You’re still here.”
“How are you feeling?”
“A little more alive. Wait. Are you reading about endometriosis?” you enquired, and Minhyuk nodded softly. “Oh, did I tell you I have it? I don’t think I have yet.”
He deflated like a bubble, only to spin and look at you, his eyes full of compassion. He’d been reading for quite some time about the condition, and the idea that anyone had to suffer that badly made his heart hurt. Knowing your painful moments this morning was caused by it, he just wanted to scoop you up and hold you until your body decided to stop causing you so much grief.
Sitting down beside him on the couch, you placed your head on his shoulder. “I have another condition too, called PCOS – well, that’s its abbreviation. I uh, don’t know how much information you want to hear, but it makes things challenging for me when I menstruate. Sometimes I can go months without, and then it’s a whole lot worse too. I’m sorry if today’s been horrible for you. I barely function on days like these until I’ve overcome the wave of pain. It’ll be back again, no doubt soon. It’s not going to be fun for the next few days here.”
“I…” Trailing off, he didn’t know what to say, and you smiled weakly. Someone as beautiful as you was also so incredibly strong. He had no idea how you faced half of what he’d read about. “I wish I could take it away.”
“Me too. Sometimes, there’s no reprieve. That’s why I don’t work a normal job too. Now and then, I can’t even focus enough to do simple things like eating and drinking, so it’s better that I do freelance work. But I’ve got a really good specialist that I see. Don’t worry too much, Minhyuk. I’m sorry you had to see me like this.”
“No. I mean, it was scary,” he admitted, lowering his gaze to his lap. “And I feel helpless.”
“You’ve done more than I ever hoped for,” you told him, nestling into his side, and exhaling contentedly. “Most boyfriends have just left me to deal with it in the past. But you stayed. You made those pancakes. And you caught me before I fell earlier. You’re my hero.”
“Really?”
“Of course! I knew when I met you that you were going to be someone special. Today you’ve gone up the ranks to the best boyfriend ever.”
“That’s a big title.”
“Huge,” you agreed with a grin and then lightly winced.
He washed his eyes over you cautiously. “Another wave on its way?”
“Maybe if I don’t breathe, it’ll just hold off,” you wondered aloud, and he chuckled.
“You need to breathe through the pain.”
“That’s right.”
“And when it hits, I’ll rub your back and help you get into a comfortable position. How about that?”
“Can you make those pancakes again for dinner? I’m not hungry right now, but they were delicious.”
“If that’s what you want to eat,” he told you, and you nodded, slipping your arm around his waist and resting quietly on him for a moment.
“I think I’m falling in love with you, Lee Minhyuk.”
“Why?” he asked, trying to ease the sudden racing of his heart with a lighter tone to his voice. “Because I didn’t leave you in your time of need?”
“That, but also because you’re you. Today just showed me why I never want to let you go.”
“Well, it’s a good thing that I don’t want to let you go either.”
You sighed again. “Do you really want to spend all day with me whilst I’m like this?”
“Of course,” he answered, turning to kiss your temple lightly. “If I can’t be here to wade through the tough times, I have no right being able to celebrate all the good moments with you.”
“I think I want to marry you someday,” you murmured before slipping into another snooze, Minhyuk’s smile curling up his mouth as he watched you for several minutes before he nodded.
He whispered into your hair, “I think I’d like that to be our future too.”
Having dinner on the balcony of his condo seems like the ideal, fairytale evening only someone like him could offer. The two of you sitting so close after your meal to keep warm in the breeze has your heart fluttering, the heat rushing to your cheeks. He’s more than a gentleman when he removes his coat with a shrug of his shoulders, wrapping it around you with nothing but care and adoration in his eyes, eyes sparkling brighter than the stars in the sky. Blushing, you thank him while sipping your wine and you’re not sure how many glasses you’ve had when you’re so lost in his love and wrapped up in him.
The view of the city from his balcony is breathtaking, and you comment on the fact, but he finds it difficult to focus when he can only remind himself how beautiful you look in the dress trimmed in black lace he picked out just for you. The weight of his gaze has you blushing all over again, though you’ve experienced this exact evening with him hundreds of times and somehow he always manages to make it feel like the first.
“You look incredible tonight,” he leans over to whisper in your ear, a chill running down your spine from his deep voice so close to make you weak in the knees. The two of you have left the table for his staff to clear while you cling to the railing with one hand, wine glass cupped in the other. He stands behind you, arms wrapped around your waist to make sure you’re warm, and there’s no way you couldn’t be when he’s so close. “I love this dress on you.”
“What? This old thing?” you tease, earning a chuckle and kiss against your jaw when his lips begin to roam. Never mind that he had it ordered and sent to you only hours ago – something he does when he wants to be spontaneous with his surprises. And there are never enough of those when it comes to you, according to him.
“You know where it would look great?” he asks, hands falling from your waist to grip your hips, mouth lowering to your neck to earn goosebumps with every single kiss.
“On your bedroom floor?” you reply, only half-jokingly but the thought does send warmth flooding throughout your body.
“Well, I was going to say at this boring dinner I have to attend next week where I would like you to accompany me,” he informs you, “but I do like the way you think.”
Suddenly, he turns your body to face him. In the midst of the abrupt motion, you’re not sure if it’s the wine or coming so close to his lips that leaves you light-headed, but you ignore the rush for now as he leans closer. His soft, warm lips against your own soothes the dizziness in seconds, deepening the kiss in a moment’s notice as your hand rises to wrap fingers around his neck. The action earns a groan against your skin with his body pressing against your own to allow you to feel the excitement of being so close and having you in his arms.
When he pulls away, you can’t help but to gulp as the blood rushes to your head once again upon seeing his eyes darken with desire, licking his lips to savor the taste of you on his skin. And all it takes is one nod of his head and a slip of your hand in his to signal where the night is headed.
As you make your way from the balcony to head inside, you’re glad you left your heels by the door in fear of stumbling as he guides you. Your legs quiver, from his kiss and from the alcohol, so unsteady in moments and it doesn’t take long for him to notice.
“Too much wine?” he teases you, pausing to press a hand to the small of your back to keep you upright. A smirk forms on his lip as warmth rushes to your face, feeling embarrassed you might have gotten carried away, but it’s always so easy to let loose with him.
“I, uh, yes!” Then you giggle, trying to form words but you only ever realize how tipsy you are when it’s too late. His smile widens with a shake of his head, continuing to drag you through the large living room on ice cold, wooden floors chilling your bare feet. As you make your way down the long hallway, passing room after room you’re not even sure what he uses them for, the dizziness turns into drowsiness, barely being able to keep your balance while he pulls you along.
Relief floods you the moment you’re in his spacious bedroom, finding comfort in his bed against the soft, white and gray duvet once he guides you to have a seat. Watching as he tugs the buttons on his sleeves before beginning to roll them to his elbows warms your body twice as much, even though the alcohol electrifying every inch of you already has you so hot… and suddenly sleepy.
Your eyes flutter, though not from need or desire, but from the effects of one too many glasses of wine. Biting your lip, you try to focus on him as he reaches behind you, exhaling softly once he unzips the back of your dress.
“You know,” he says, fingers gripping the lacey straps to ease them down your shoulders, “you’re so cute when you’re sleepy.”
Your back hits the soft, cool duvet a second later, struggling to keep your eyes open while he peels the dress from your body, folding it once before setting it against the matching, white bench at the foot of the bed. He leaves you in white, lace lingerie he’s also gifted you the same afternoon, biting his lip as he takes in the sight of you, but it quickly turns innocent as he pulls the covers back before assisting you in resting your head against the pillow.
“And you’re cute when you’re… cute,” you babble, causing him to laugh softly and shake his head.
Soon, he has you all bundled up beneath the blankets, so warm and so close to drifting off to sleep. A kiss against your forehead urges you to give in to the sleepiness, and his hand caressing your back eases all the tension from your body to have you succumbing to a peaceful dreamland.
Even if it’s not the way you expected to end such a fairytale evening, you can’t help but to think he is still your prince charming.
note: i didn’t really know what to title this but recently i’ve been thinking about at what stage the guys would come into your life and what kind of relationship you’d have with them, so this is my thought dump on the matter
includes- Monsta X x gn!reader, a little bit of fluff and a little bit of smut (light sub!idol)
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Shownu: Friends with Benefits
the type of guy you can call at 3am when you’re lonely and horny and need someone to make you feel good
doesn’t develop feelings easily/can keep his heart at a distance if necessary, but enjoys sex and loves to offer himself up for someone else’s pleasure
despite not being romantically involved with you, he’s not careless and makes sure you’re never uncomfortable or hurting
kind of into being manhandled and be called upon for sex at the most random times (doesn’t mind you using him like a toy)
