#*ੈ✩‧₊˚ mingi soft thoughts

[everyonewooeverywhere]

SOFT HOURS RAHHHH

trying to get up early in the morning for work but mingi will not let you get up and just holds you tighter

oh don't do this to meee. i'm gonna wish for this when i'm waking up to go to work tomorrow 😞

for real tho, i know that san and mingi are the neediest, clingiest motherfuckers. especially in the morning.

he's definitely the type to hear your alarm clock and immediately wrap and arm around your waist and pull you back into his chest.

"mingi" you start. probably about to lecture him about his clinginess. but he doesn't let you. instead he shhh's you (rude) and buries his head in your neck.

he's so warm that it's so tempting to just lay in bad with him all day. but that's obviously not an option so you wrestle your way out of his grip. and he looks up at you with tired, pleading eyes. so you smile down at him an kiss his forehead, "i'll be back later, princess."

and he'll reach out for your cheek and pull you down for a real kiss. a soft one. and one reassuring him that you'll come home soon. before he let you go on with your morning.

[seonghwaddict]

23:46 — song mingi

in which your best friend is a little hard to wake up.

roommate!song mingi x fem!reader. genre. friends to lovers. fluff. timestamp. warnings. lots of kisses. wc. 1k. rating. pg-13.

lilo's notes. hiii here's a cute little mingi fic because i love him so much :3

listening to. you're mine, you!, chet baker

masterlist.

a quiet chuckle leaves your lips as you walk into the living room, finding your roommate fast asleep on the couch. mingi snored softly, sprawled out with his black playstation controler dangling from his hand for dear life.

you just wanted to grab a snack from the kitchen, but instead you made a detour to crouch beside the couch and take the controler from his hand as gently as you could. not that taking it from him forcefully would’ve made any difference; he could sleep through a category five hurricane. once you set the controller on the small coffee table, you reached for the glasses that squished against his nose.

he didn’t stir as you nudged his shoulder gently. at first you felt bad about having to wake him, but the distinct memories of him whining about his shoulder hurting after sleeping on the couch flashed through your mind.

“mingi…” you whispered softly, nudging him again, “mingi, wake up.”

after the third nudge he muttered something, though you could quite tell what. with your hand resting on his should as he pushed his face further into the pillow beneath his head, you sighed and moved to get up. but before you could register it, a hand wrapped around your write and pulled you down on the couch, legs tangling with yours and his other hand keeping you close by the small of your back.

you held your breath as he began moving you, practically trapping you beneath his large body as he drags himself halfway on top of you, one leg slotted between yours. his short, washed-out pink hair tickled your cheek as he lifted his head to look at you. you would’ve laughed at the tired expression of his face, all pouting lips and squinting eyes.

“i tried to wake you.” your voice came out a lot higher than you intended, not realising you almost felt flustered at your current position.

his eyes fluttered shut again and he dropped his head into the crook of your neck, making you tense for a moment before relaxing. his voice gravelly in his newly awake state, he spoke against the soft skin of your neck, “why”

“you always complain about your neck hurting when you sleep on the couch, i was trying to get you to move and sleep in your bed but you wouldn’t wake up.”

your answer has him humming understandingly, nuzzling his face further into your neck. your best friend was usually quite affectionate, however, this felt different from the more common cuddles during movie nights or occasional hand holding. you chalked it up to him not being fully awake, mind still hazy from his nap. at least until you felt the first of his kisses along your neck. they were so soft they were easy to miss, yet still the unmistakable brush of his lips that you sometimes found yourself wanting to feel against yours.

still, you didn’t protest, tentatively moving one of your hands up to brush through the hair at the nape of his neck. this only encouraged him, another hum vibrating against your skin. a soft sigh slipped passed your lips as his large hand moved to the small of your back to your waist, thumb carressing you through your flimsy white tanktop. with his body pressed against yours and his lips kissing anywhere he could reach comfortably, you relaxed, letting yourself lean your head back against the plush sofa.

“mingi,” you finally pulled yourself together to ask, “what are you doing?”

“just… just holding you,” he muttered against you. his kisses were tender and didn’t hold any sense of urgency, lazy presses against your pulse. “you feel nice, you smell nice, and you’re so warm. let me just hold you for a bit, please?”

it almost sounded like he was pleading when he asked you to let him do so and you found it hard to say no. in general, you found it hard to say no to anything he asked. so, you agreed, your voice barely above a whisper and making him lift his head to look down at you. moments turned into seconds which turned into minutes as your surroundings blurred and all you could think of was the tender look in his eyes as he leaned forward. he paused, waiting to see if you’d tell him to stop, but at the sight of the slightest of nods he couldn’t hold himself back from brushing his lips against yours. his hand on your waist tightened for a second as he pulled away, holding himself up with his other hand, forearm supporting him as his face hovered above yours.

he took in the sight of you beneath him, gaze flickering all over your face as he tried to memorise the sparkling look of your round eyes and your tiny puffs of air. there’s a smile tugging at his plush lips, barely noticeable but enough to make your cheeks warm even more. and when he spoke, his voice was no longer rough with sleep, but a gentle whisper only for you to hear.

“please tell me this isn’t a dream.”

you almost laughed at the endearing question but opted to smile instead, your hands cupping his cheeks. “no, this isn’t dream.”

“good,” he spoke through a sigh, sounding oh so content, “you’re just so pretty.”

a comfortable silence washed over you as he lowered himself to press another kiss against your lips. this time he let himself stay longer, he found the taste of your lips addicting, getting lost in the way they feel against his tongue as he swiped it along your bottom lip. when you parted for air, he rested his forehead against yous, breath mingling. the rest of the night was spent through lazy kisses and loving words that left you confused at the relationship you shared with him. but before you could ask about it, you had both fallen asleep, wrapped in each others arms on the couch you had tried so hard to get him off of.

networks. @cromernet @wonderlandnet

taglist. @ad0rechuu @sankatchu @mlink64 @yeosangsbb @seonghwasbbgirl @likexaxdaydream @dreamingofyeo

[lwtqts]

instagram stories with bf mingi !

hongjoong | seonghwa | yunho | yeosang | san | mingi | wooyoung | jongho

[cheeseceli]

Smile

Mingi has a boyish smile, you notice.

He's pretty famous for being this tough, tall and intimidating (in the best way possible) guy. His smiles often turn out into smirks and you just know that he has full consciousness of his qualities.

However, when it's just the two of you he seems very... boyish. His voice gets a little bit higher, like he is a kid who's getting excited about their favourite show. His eyes seem like they are discovering the little things about life for the first time. And his smile is pure. And so is his laugh.

It seems like little giggles at first. It seems like he finds everything amusing and it's precious to see this. He laughs like life's worth living. He smiles like he's grateful to be by your side.

You like this side of him. And he likes how you make this side of him flourish.

You've just read: Smile - a Mingi soft thought

Reblogs and feedback are always appreciated!

Dividers by @cafekitsune

[atinycafe]

"ew! i have a boyfriend, so hands off," you slur, your words tumbling out in a jumble. you wobble in the grasp of the larger guy, who effortlessly holds you.

mingi lets out a sigh as you try to break free from his embrace. the man is naturally stronger than you, with his muscles showing off the hours spent at the gym. moreover, the alcohol in your system makes your feeble attempts to push him away even more pointless.

"tiny, i'm tired and you're totally wasted," he says, crouching down to fix the mini skirt that's riding up on your bare thighs. "let me take you home."

"my boyfriend's on his way. he's gonna kick your ass," you groan, slapping his hand away from your thigh. he chuckles at the sight, the same hand you just hit now gently stroking your hair, offering you comfort as the impending migraine creeps up on you.

"hey baby, look at me," he shushes you and he grips your chin, making you meet his gaze. he examines every single feature of your face, noticing how the glitter that was once on your eyelids has now found its way to your cheekbones. with his thumbs, he gently removes the specks, and you instinctively close your eyes, feeling a pleasant tingle where his touch lingers.

"don't call me that, am not your baby," you retort with a scrunch of your nose and he can't help but find you utterly adorable even though the disgusted action was directed at him. mingi clicks his tongue disapprovingly, looking down at you. he's tired, and you had convinced him to go out tonight, promising a good time since it had been ages since you both went out together. he agreed, unable to resist your begging, completely smitten with you. but now, as he reflects on his actions, he's starting to regret it a little.

"fuck, you're lucky i love you," he mutters quietly, playfully pinching your cheek. he crouches down, bringing his face closer to yours. your wide eyes gaze up at him, filled with uncertainty, wondering why this "stranger" is getting closer to you. "don't you recognize me tiny? you're breaking my heart." mingi says, taking your hand and guiding it to his hair. without thinking, you instinctively tug at the strands, as if it's a reflex ingrained in your mind. "you begged me to dye my hair this color and you don't recognize me?"

he watches with delight as recognition flickers in your eyes upon seeing his blond locks, and your face breaks into a wide, toothy grin. bursting into fits of giggles, you exclaim, "mingi!!!" and leap into his sturdy arms, as if it's been ages since you last saw him. taken aback, he grabs hold of you, momentarily stumbling backward in surprise. he erupts into laughter, declaring, "there she is." with one hand supporting you beneath your behind, your legs wrap around his waist. he then bends down to retrieve the pink heels that slipped off your feet during the leap, and you tighten your grip around him, laughing uncontrollably as you almost lose balance, but his hold remains strong.

"let's get you home tiny," mingi murmurs, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. you nuzzle your head into the crook of his neck, feeling a sense of comfort wash over you. closing your eyes, you surrender to sleep, trusting him to guide you back home safely.

masterlist

[bombuni]

contains: roommates!yungi x gn!reader, pre-poly (?), yes they r in love with u and each other yes they have no idea what to do about it

“They’re gonna be so mad,”

Yunho turns to Mingi, who’s all too casually chewing on his sandwich you made him, with a swiftness that causes his neck to jolt. He purses his lips in frustration and furrows his brow so Mingi gets the message that his input is not needed.

Mingi keeps chewing and watching Yunho fumble with your now bleach stained shirt. Your favorite shirt, to be exact. All he’d done was put your laundry to wash and now he feels like disaster is imminent. He’s kneeling on the floor of your guys’ living room-on the patterned rug you bought-completely distraught and still in his pajamas. He’s been dealing with this predicament all morning, suffering by himself and trying like hell to get rid of the big, ugly thing. He’s starting to think it’s taunting him.

Yunho turns back to the shirt he’s flattened out on the floor, “What do I do?��

Mingi sits back on the couch and turns the TV on to his current watch, humming whatever song he heard on the radio as if his roommate isn’t 2 feet away and practically breaking down. Yunho runs his hands over the front of your shirt again, like he’s been doing for the past hour, as if that’ll make the giant mark disappear. The clock ticks and he’s all too aware of the time of your arrival slowly inching closer and closer.

Mingi internally giggles at Yunho’s disheveled hair, “Serves you right for touching their stuff,”

Yunho pouts from the floor, “I was trying to help them out!”

“So why didn’t you do my laundry too?”

Yunho pauses for a few seconds before turning to scoop your shirt up in his arms, carefully as if it’s not already tainted by himself, “You’re useless,” he stands up quickly and exasperated, turning back around with an accusing finger, “and you haven’t been working overtime. That’s why I didn’t do your laundry.”

“Hey!” Mingi pouts and stands with purpose, just as irritated as Yunho now. He wants to poke fun at Yunho some more, but he spies your lit hot buttered rum candle out of the corner of his eye. The one you lit this morning before you left for work so the house would smell nice for your roommates. He spies the neatly organized coat rack by the door, the one where he always haphazardly throws his jacket on but finds it neatly back in its designated spot the next morning. He spies the second wrapped sandwich left on the counter, the one you made specifically for him.

Yunho’s already gone into the kitchen to try, for the millionth time, to wash out the stain once Mingi’s had the little revelation that he’s so endeared by everything you do for them, or just you in general. He figures Yunho’s already realized this a while ago, based on his unrelenting efforts to save your favorite shirt. God, you haven’t even told them outright that it’s your favorite shirt but they both just know because of how often they see you wearing it. Mingi’s just thinking over every little detail about you he’s subconsciously stored in his brain, shelved right next to every little detail about Yunho.

He stands next to the brown-haired panicked man by the sink, now ready to double his efforts and put his all into saving your shirt. He starts scrubbing like the stain owes him money. He gets a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach now, standing next to a pleading Yunho and your material under his fingers. Mingi feels fully at home, servicing both of you, but he doesn’t want to unpack that now. Yunho feels a softness blooming in him, watching how focused Mingi is getting, and the softness grows until he feels like it’s going to burst out of him like the cotton fluff in a teddy bear. A knock on the front door takes him out of it.

They both look at each other with wide eyes, panic rising as the lock keeps clicking and the door creaks open. Yunho shakes the shirt wildly in a last, stupid attempt to magically get the stain off and Mingi bites his fingernails in anxiousness. Waiting, guiltily, to let you find them both like kids caught stealing out of the cookie jar.

“Hey,” your voice echoes in the kitchen as you casually walk in and unpack your lunchbox. It’s eerie because of the out of character silence. Usually you’re hounded by Yunho asking how your day was and Mingi complaining to you about whatever he wants to that day. They’re turned away from you, standing at the sink and fiddling with a cloth in their hands. The guilt is hanging in the air, almost contaminating you too. It’s so clearly written on Mingi’s pouting face every time he looks at you out of the corner of his eye and you don’t really have to wait to have your suspicions confirmed.

You lean on the counter and cross your arms, “Ok, what did you two do?”

They slowly turn to you, “Nothing, we ju-“

“Yunho got a bleach stain on your favorite shirt.”

You both look at Mingi, Yunho turning with a betrayed look on his face, “What? You shouldn’t have done their laundry without permission,”

You walk in between where they stand at the sink, taking the shirt into your hands and unfolding it until you spy the splotch. Yunho twirls his hands and watches you with puppy dog eyes, curling in on himself as if he’s preparing for a scolding. Mingi thinks he’s adorably pathetic, falling for his wide eyes even though they aren’t directed at him.

You hum and shrug, “I’ll just use this as a sleep shirt from now on.”

Yunho splutters and stands tall, offense overtaking his features and once again making Mingi the scapegoat to all of his problems, “You said they’d be totally mad at me!”

Mingi has a dumb smile on his face as Yunho keeps blabbering and smacking his side. You blow out the hot buttered rum candle on the counter, watching as the two keep battling and calling to you to ‘join their side.’ It turns out like always, with Yunho pinning Mingi to the couch and their ‘fight’ dissolving into soft giggles. It’s quiet for a moment as they catch their breath, before you come crashing onto Yunho’s back and forcing him to topple over Mingi. The room is loud again, filled with complaints and grumbling but none of you move. Mingi shifts so you’re both comfortably on top of him. His arms hardly fit around two bodies and Yunho’s practically falling off the edge of the couch but he’d rather die than purposefully leave the feeling of Mingi’s chest rising and falling under him, the feeling of your gentle hand running over the spots on his face. It’s another Thursday night in your crowded home and you can find love in every nook and cranny.

bom note: love domesticity hope i can try it sometime

[yo-yo-yungi]

THE BRIGHTEST STAR - SONG MINGI - SFW

Mingi x reader

Genre: Fluff (maybe abit suggestive)

Warning list : established relationship, showering together, references to illness, suggestiveness,

Word count: 452

Summary: Sometimes people just need to be taken care of, that includes Mingi…

Steam rose the second it fell, crawling above the shower door to escape. The light flicker of the candles you’d lit illuminated your body with a soft orange glow, from the absence of other lights you’d turned on. The music blasted through the room canceling out any sound you may hear as you let the water fall over you, washing away the last bits of soap.

You were so nearly done when you felt two strong arms wrap around your stomach and hold you tight. With the music so loud there had been no chance of you hearing the intruder enter…

Before you could panic you heard the familiar low rumble of your boyfriend’s voice in your ear “it’s only me baby” he hummed, noticing how you panicked.

You giggled and grasped his hands, confused by how he was acting. If Mingi joined you in the shower it was normal to -FUCK- you know… If he wanted you he would’ve pressed you into the wall by now, which means he must be tired….

You leant back on his shoulder to look at him. There he stood with his hair slightly sweaty and eyes tired as he looked down at you. You smiled at him “long day babe?” You asked and he nodded, his lip jotting out in a pout.

With one quick turn you spun around to face him and leant up to kiss him softly. When you pulled away his eyes remained closer for awhile and you thought they may not open because he’d fallen asleep. “let’s get you washed up then Min- gotta get to bed” you smiled at him, his eyes flicked opened and the pout was soon replaced with a smile.

Mingi was so tired that you did most of the work, shampooing his hair, conditioning it, scrubbing him clean. You knew being an idol was hard- sometimes he wouldn’t come home till the morning because he was practicing until the skies turn black. But not even being able to hold himself up or keep his eyes open was new. But you’d be there to take care of him…

Once finally in bed he was quick to pull you into a hug, which you reciprocated. Your hands ran to his hair and you played with it gently. As you lay there you spoke “no matter what Min, I’ll always be here to take care of you. On the good days and bad days”… you told him. He mumbled “I love you” in response, his voice hardly a whisper and you knew that he was trying to sleep. “I love you too my star”

And he was a star, the brightest star the universe would ever see. Your Song Mingi <3

[hwashotcheeto]

So I finally came back to that Dad!Ateez thing I mentioned and-

Hongjoong dressing his little one for school and fussing over their outfit. Matching with his baby angel, proudly showing off how beautiful they are, making people compliment and appreciate the baby like they should.

Seonghwa building Legos with them, helping out when the sweetheart gets stuck or can't find a piece. Calling your name to show you what the two of them made together, proudly presenting their creation no matter what it is.

Yunho coming home with his baby adorned in Spider Man gear from head to toe. Your little one just wanted to be exactly like appa, so they had a whole day planned around Spider Man.

Yeosang helping his baby with homework, talking them through it and helping them understand everything, and comforting them when they get frustrated. He'd repeat the question a thousand times over until they understand.

San holding his bundle of joy after a nightmare. Even after they've fallen back asleep, he watches over them, making sure they sleep peacefully again, with a plush in his arms to help.

Mingi bringing his kiddo to work with him, being so proud of the being he created. He'd have his little one sit in his lap while he works, showing them everything, explaining things to them, all with the biggest smile on his face.

Wooyoung helping the little one play pranks on you, both of them laughing like devious hyenas as they run away. Telling his little kiddo how proud he is for being a little menace like him, but teaching the balance between mischief and seriousness.

Jongho spending quality time with his angel any chance he gets. Talking with them, playing with them, just spending time with his baby angel makes him happy. He wants to be there for his kiddo whenever they need, and he'll show it every day.

I'm so soft don't touch me 😭

[xuchiya]

s.mingi {the other apron moments}

cafe love m.list || k.hongjoong || p.seonghwa || j.yunho || k.yeosang || c.san || s.mingi || j.wooyoung || c.jongho

Swaggering into the cafe, the familiar chime of the bell announcing your arrival, the cafe love has always made you feel comforted— the smell of the brewed coffee or the newly opened bag of coffee beans or the cinnamon. You inhaled the warmth of the atmosphere of the shop until you spotted Mingi behind the counter. His black uniform clung to his toned physique, a sight that never failed to elicit a playful glint in your eyes and the fluttering of your heart whenever you are near him.

"Hey there, handsome," You purred, leaning against the counter, your chin resting on your curled fist– your smile already blinding Mingi. Mingi wasn’t surprised to see you early in the morning; he had always looked forward to seeing you and your flirty personality. It may come off different to other people but if it were the staff inside that recognize you then they don’t question it.

Mingi's cheeks flushed a charming pink, a hint of fluster beneath his usual calm demeanour. "Good morning to you too. The usual?" he mumbled, expertly crafting your favourite latte.

"Absolutely," You playfully winked, which made his eyes disappear from the big smile you made him, "with a sprinkle of your dazzling smile, of course."

He chuckled, a soft rumble that sent shivers down your spine. The first time you both met isn’t too much of a big story (well to you as you call ‘love at first bean). He represents a bean that smells so fresh and looks so small in his uniform, his ‘emo’ phase, with the silver rings and silver necklaces along with his ‘fix-on’ black nail art really got you in a choke hold. You both revealed your usual teasing routine, the air crackled with unspoken yet undeniable chemistry.

As if you were the only one who experienced the moment of a rainy cloud on their head, or worse thunder clouds visible on their head whenever you miss a day of not visiting the cafe or not hearing your usual flirty remarks. Love really makes you feel the rollercoaster of emotions.

Just then, the cafe door swung open, shattering the atmosphere. A woman, overdressed and heavily perfumed, sauntered in, her eyes landing on Mingi with a predatory glint.

Your eyebrows are already frowning at her aura. Your jealousy tiger already growling at her, "Well, hello there, gorgeous," she drawled, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. "Making the day a little brighter, are we?"

Mingi's smile faltered, replaced by a strained politeness. "Just serving coffee, ma'am. Can I take your order?"

The woman sashayed closer, her decorated long nails playing with the lace of his apron, her voice dropping to a suggestive whisper. "Perhaps you can serve me something a little stronger later. Alone, of course."

Disgust bubbled in your gut. The woman's tone was unmistakable - inappropriate and unwelcome. And you were losing your patience each time Mingi’s eyes shifted somewhere else and your eyes twitch with annoyance, taking a deep breath, you marched towards the counter, your smile gone, replaced by a steely glint in your eyes.

"Excuse me, ma'am," you cut in, voice laced with ice and jealousy along with venom lacing your tone. "It seems you've overstayed your welcome. We don't tolerate harassment of our staff here."

The woman scoffed. "Honey, this doesn't concern you besides you’re not his girlfriend? Is she, pretty boy?" You scoff, "Oh, I’m not his girlfirend… " you countered, voice rising a notch. You raised your right hand where a silver diamond band rested elegantly, “I’m his fiancée so if you don’t want to step outside then I’m ready to pull your ugly wig out of this shop.”

The whole cafe was silent the whole time, the staff including your soon to be husband were close to bursting into laughter anytime soon (if it wasn’t for Wooyoung’s red face hiding behind their manager). Mingi shot you a grateful look, his tense posture relaxing slightly.

The woman, flustered by your sudden intervention, sputtered incoherently before storming out of the cafe, “Fuck you, you bitch!”

You raised an eyebrow at her, nonchalantly saying “Oh he already did.” Silence descended for a moment, before Wooyoung's laugh crackled inside the cafe soon followed by the other staffs, but Seonghwa and his girlfriend shush them and told them to get back to work even though they were also laughing. Relief washed over Mingi, a tired smile gracing his lips, "Wow," he breathed. "Thanks for revealing such a big secret."

"Anytime, honey" you said, a triumphant smirk playing on your lips. "Besides, a knight in shining armour shouldn't have to stand by and watch a damsel fight his own battles, should they?"

Mingi's smile widened, the familiar playful glint returning to his eyes. "So is this knight and shining armour available tonight for our movie night?"

"Maybe," you winked, your hands gripping the lace of his apron and pulling him down to peck his lipss before letting him go, patting his shirt and straightening his collar before moving away, walking towards the door, "My princess needs his princess treatment tonight after working a lot."

Mingi stood there, face red and all shy.

You blew him a kiss, "Love you honey, see ya' later!" He waves as he watches you exit the shop to continue your work, "Love you too!"

[daceydeath]

Ateez Masterlist

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Genres:   Fluff: 🧁   Angst: 🥀  Suggestive: 🍑  Smut:💦  Comedy:  🎪  Romance: ❤️ Supernatural: 🌙 Mafia: 💣 Strictly 18+: 🔞 Fantasy: 🦄

Reactions

An Older Significant Other 🧁🥀❤️🍑

Individual Members

Park Seonghwa Fallen Angel ❤️ 🔞 💦 🌙 Biggest Flex 🔞 💣 ❤️ 💦 Only Ours 🔞 ❤️ 💦 🌙 Feat. Hongjoong

Kim Hongjoong Only Ours 🔞 ❤️ 💦 🌙 Feat. Seonghwa

Jeong Yunho Tipsy Confessions 🧁 🥀❤️ 🔞 💦

Kang Yeosang Never Yours 🥀

Choi San Blood & Sweat 🔞 💣❤️ 💦 Her Knight 🦄 ❤️ 🔞 💦

Song Mingi Stuck With You 🔞 ❤️ 💦

Jung Wooyoung 4:15pm 🔞 ❤️ 💦 12:15am 🔞 ❤️ 💦

Choi Jongho Screeching Tires & Blood Stains 🔞 ❤ 💦 💣

A/N: If you would like to be added to my Ateez Taglist Just let me know xx

[vcutparis]

just remembered he keeps moss and looking at all the concert videos doesnt seem like he is a moss loving lego nerd like....he is fierce and intimidating but omg the endearing side of this human just makes my inside turn into puddle :(( same goes with san and mingi :((( san havibg the prettiest handwriting out of the whole lot and then mingi being a scaredy cat and a princess... :(

[demonlineswhore]

A hug from any of the Ateez members would heal me honestly🥺

[autieofthevalley]

I just found this pic on Pinterest and oh my god

Oh I love them so freaking much 🥹❤️ my precious loves 😔

[cheeseceli]

Dates with Ateez

Pairing: Ot8!Ateez × Gn!reader (individually)

Genre: fluff, reactions

Request: ateez and how/where they'd take you on a date

Warnings: mentions of food at Seonghwa, Hongjoong and Mingi's, Yeosang is an idol, some skinship at Mingi and Yunho's

A/n: idk why but for some reason I read the request as "first dates" instead of just "dates", so there are some mentions of first dates here and there lmao | daily click

Seonghwa - farmer's market

‌hear me out!!

‌this one would be very spontaneous

‌first of all he just wanted to cook something for you

‌but there are missing ingredients

‌and yes, he could go to the supermarket but that's boring

‌so!!

‌he calls you and you both go to your local farmer's market

‌one thing that you thought was gonna be quick and mundane just became a whole activity

‌mostly because of the cozy ambient and nice sellers, but especially because there was something so familiar and nice to have you by his side like that

‌it was so domestic

‌made him feel like a happily married man

‌so he makes a mental note to have more dates with you like this

‌and he also takes you home to make the most delicious dish ever known to mankind

‌(buys you fresh flowers from there)

Hongjoong - a walk around the city

‌i think this one would be totally unplanned

‌accidental even

‌like, you guys were supposed to only have lunch and go back to your jobs

‌but no one actually wants to do that right

‌so what starts with just a brunch turns into visiting every single store in the city very soon

‌and it's always so nice every single time

‌you guys constantly discover new spots on town because of this random walks you go to

‌and Hongjoong secretly loves it because even when he's alone, every single spot becomes a memory of you

‌soon enough the entire city is just something that is connected to you in every single way

‌and he obviously wouldn't complain about that

‌so it becomes a routine for him to just pick you up and adventure yourselves into new parts of the neighbourhood

Yunho - amusement park

‌you can't convince me that this isn't the most "yunho" thing ever

‌he would 100% take you on an amusement park

‌it provides you both a lot of time together and it's fun

‌and he's your laugh's biggest fan ever, so of course he needs you to smile

‌call it cliche but he would want to do the Ferris wheel kiss

‌not on your first date tho because he thought it'd be too much

‌but when you guys are already dating, he'd definitely do that

‌it almost becomes a tradition

‌at some point it's even funny because you'd look at a Ferris wheel and give each other knowing looks

‌and you know when there are those roller coasters and you can take a picture during the rides?

‌he always keeps those

‌not matter how blurry, how ugly or how weird it came out

‌he has a whole album with pictures like that

Yeosang - picnic

‌i feel like this would be more of a first date idea with him

‌that occasionally comes along every once in a while

‌but it's mostly about the first encounter

‌a low-key secluded part in the park, preferably close to a river

‌just something very calm and peaceful

‌where you could talk about everything and anything at once

‌maybe even play a game only the two of you

‌idk it feels so ideal

‌it's the peace he's been longing for and, considering his busy and hectic life as an idol, that's precisely what he needed

‌overall I think he would love dates that could provide him a bit of comfort

San - arcade

‌this would be so fun hear me out

‌it doesn't matter if it's your first or 639274th date, he will try to impress you

‌and he would probably succeed because he seems like the type of guy who can do everything

‌would win you plushies

‌or any other type of prize you can possibly win at arcades

‌and even though he's trying to impress you, there's still this playful competition between the two of you

‌even after years of dating it still feels like you both are just teenagers in love honestly

‌even a complete stranger would smile by seeing you both interacting in the arcade

‌after so many times going there, you guys must win some type of discount honestly

Mingi - movie night

‌here we're talking about a whole marathon of movies

‌with snacks and blankets for the two of you

‌in the dorms (he would kick the boys out of there)

‌and he would plan everything

‌he's actually quite proud of himself because he really thought of every single detail

‌and the atmosphere is just so cozy

‌besides the movies are your favourites with his favourites and some that you both planned on watching together

‌he realised that one could figure out a lot about somebody by just watching their favourite movies

‌anyways

‌the mood is super cool, you guys laughed a lot with your few comments in between scenes and you even cried together at some point

‌and if you do end up sleeping on each other's shoulders, it's not like he'd complain about that

Wooyoung - escape room

‌this right here is the perfect formula for chaos

‌just the two of you running, screaming and laughing uncontrollably

‌I can't think of something better than this

‌and considering you are in a relationship with Wooyoung, chaos is much needed

‌besides you never know how it works with him

‌sometimes he's working with you and then he's working against you

‌whatever the case is, you can bet it's gonna be fun

‌and you are always 1000% sure this will be a day you'll remember fondly after a while

‌even if all he remembers is how you fell when trying to escape from one of the actors

Jongho - karaoke

‌i'm almost sure I already wrote something like this

‌and I'm so right for that ngl

‌first, this is a fun date and not too cliche, but also not that odd

‌secondly, between songs you guys would be able to talk to each other and still have a nice activity to do afterwards

‌and lastly, he could showcase his vocals and hopefully woo you over with his abilities

‌so literally every single bit of it would be perfect

‌maybe just maybe, if he's feeling a bit too bold by the end of the session, he would serenade directly to you

‌with your favourite song perhaps

‌or maybe that would need to wait until your next date

‌because he is certainly hoping this will only be the first of many

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[atinycafe]

"hey pretty"

you offer no response, shutting the door behind you as you enter the room. tossing your bag carelessly to the floor, you kneel beside the countless sneakers belonging to san and mingi, scattered haphazardly around the room.

you reach down to untie your air forces, dropping the first shoe onto the ground. the movement catches your boyfriends' attention, but they remain silent, watching you intently.

"bad day?" san asks softly from his spot on the couch, seated next to mingi. their eyes fixate on you, concern etched in their gazes.

"bad day." you mumble in confirmation, proceeding to untie your other black shoe. however, the lace gets snagged, and your fingers fumble clumsily. you pull harder, but instead of loosening, the knot tightens even more. it becomes the breaking point for you.

a sob escapes your lips, and you bury your face in your hands, too weary to do anything else. your body quakes on the floor as tears stream down your face. you want the crying to stop, to take a breath, but you find yourself caught in a strange battle of attempting both and choking in the process.

the crying intensifies, and you feel your nails digging into your eyebrows, a feeble attempt to hide away momentarily. you're tired, utterly exhausted, and all you crave is sleep. yet, with your shoe trapped on your foot, you can't retreat to the solace of your sheets.

taking another shaky breath, you sense a shadow falling across your face, momentarily shielding you from the light. you don't budge from your position, continuing to cry. a cold hand gently rests upon your own, and you flinch softly, caught off guard. the thumb begins to rub tenderly against your skin.

you recognize the touch as san's. he coos softly, coaxing your hands away from your face. initially, you resist, not wanting him to witness the streaked mascara and runny nose. however, he manages to gently coax you out of your shell.

when your eyes meet his, you're met with a gentle gaze, his eyes locked with yours as he squats in front of you. his smile is soft, and the tears flow even harder, his tenderness overwhelming you in this moment. he chuckles softly, bringing his large hands up to wipe away your tears, pinching your cheeks gently.

"my big girl what's wrong mmh?" he croons, his voice filled with affection. "what's got you like this huh my strong girl?" the endearing nicknames tug at your heart, causing you to cry even more.

"awnn, it's okay baby, big girls cry when it gets too hard," he nods understandingly, validating your emotions. you reciprocate with a nod of your own, sniffling. he brings his thumb to your cheekbone.

"i'll go make you hot cocoa, want that?" you nod again, the sobs calming slightly at his soothing whispers.

"your words baby, can you use them for me?" he encourages you softly, and you manage a meek "yes please," stuttering through your soft sobs. he presses a tender kiss to your lips and smiles, placing his hands on his knees as he stands up. it's then that you finally notice mingi's tall figure behind him.

mingi, too, crouches down in front of you, silently taking your foot clad in a shoe into his large hands. he deftly works on untying the shoelace, his long fingers effortlessly undoing the knot you struggled with. once untied, he removes the sneaker from your foot, placing it neatly aside, a stark contrast to his own untidy ones beside the black pair.

he grasps both of your feet and begins tickling them, eliciting tired giggles from you. finally, a smile breaks across his face as he witnesses your own. he pulls you closer, tugging at your legs and sliding his hands beneath your thighs. lifting you effortlessly, the two of you rise to your feet, and you simply rest your head against his solid chest, briefly closing your eyes as he carries you to the couch. the paused episode of "law & order" flickers on the television. he settles down, you still cradled in his arms, and he gently eases you off him so that you're sitting upright. he helps you remove your bomber jacket, tossing it onto the nearby couch. tapping your thigh, he signals for you to stand up so he can remove your denim skirt, but you shake your head.

"please no, wanna stay close to you please," your voice cracks on the second "please," and he sighs.

"okay tiny," his deep voice emerges softly from his lips as he pulls you closer, his forehead gently touching yours. "you've got a fever pretty."

"makes sense, head hurts like a bitch," you close your eyes, inhaling the minty scent that wafts from his laughter.

"san, bring me some ibuprofen," mingi calls out to san, who responds with a sweet "okay!" you flinch at the loud sound, the throbbing in your head intensifying. mingi notices and places his large hands over your ears, the pressure offering some relief. "sorry baby, didn't mean to be loud."

"'s okay princess." he smiles at the cute nickname and kisses your forehead.

he assists you in removing your black turtleneck, and then proceeds to remove his own t-shirt. moving closer, he goes to unclasp your bra, seeking your consent with a fingertip poised on the clasp. you give a soft nod, your eyes growing heavy with exhaustion. he removes your bra, joining it with the rest of your discarded clothes. finally, he pulls you back into his embrace, handling you delicately until your chests align. the coolness of his skin instantly soothes you, and you release a sigh of relief. he snakes his hands around your waist, tracing star patterns along your spine, whispering compliments into your ear.

san returns to the room, placing a large brown mug and two blue translucent pills on the glass table in front of you. he quickly exits but reappears with micellar solution and a handful of cotton pads.

taking a seat beside you, he lifts your face from its place in the crook of mingi's neck, causing you to emit a soft moan of protest. he hushes you gently, his smile radiant as ever. "come on, look at me, pretty. you don't want to sleep with makeup on your face."

he wets a cotton pad with the micellar water and proceeds to cleanse your face with delicate motions, barely perceptible against your skin. then, using a dry pad, he gently removes any lingering traces of the liquid.

"baby too sleepy for the cocoa?" san inquires, running a hand through your hair, his brow furrowing as he detects the dampness on your hairline. not out of disgust, but rather out of worry because the room is too chilly for you to be perspiring. he turns around, stretching to retrieve the folded blanket at the end of the couch, reluctant to leave your side. unfolding it, he covers you, tucking it between mingi's back and the couch, creating a soothing cocoon.

"no, want it" you whine in a broken voice, and both boys smile at your fragile form, finding you irresistibly adorable. "ah, so bossy," san remarks as he takes the cup and pills, inserting one into your mouth before bringing the cup to your plush lips, helping you swallow. he repeats the process with the second pill.

"want another sip baby?" he coos, noting the way you scrunch your nose. he exchanges a glance with mingi, both of them deeply in love with you, their stomachs still fluttering with butterflies even after all these years.

"no, just one marshmallow, please" you request, extending your hand from beneath the blanket to show them your index finger, emphasizing the importance of having only one.

san's smile widens, his blush evident on his face at your endearing plea, while mingi takes your fingers and presses a kiss to them, producing a loud smooching sound that elicits a soft laugh from you.

"say ahh"

masterlist

[yuyubeans]

dancer!!

pairing: yunho x teasing

genre: fluff

wc: 97

yunho the type of dude, to not only float when he smells pie, but to love a partner who can't dance, just teaching them and teasing them gives him life, what do you mean the jeong yunhos partner can't dance? like I can't 100% see his dancing too a romantic/dance-y feeling song like short hair - AOA, like even if his partner could dance I see him most likely still better so, he's just teasing them like "I thought you could dance pumpkin? where's all your groove gone hmm?", anws I love you yunho he's so cute

a/n: saw him with that aniteez cake and immediately thought about this :3

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