#Lee Minhyuk fanfics

[anneolise]

Oi tumblr! Eu fui uma autora muito ativa de fanfics do Monsta X no spirit fanfics há uns anos atrás, e agora que a minha vida deu uma acalmada, meu bloqueio criativo finalmente está indo embora e eu consigo me dedicar à leitura e principalmente à escrita.

Se vocês derem uma olhadinha nela eu vou ficar agradecida. Espero poder publicá-la em breve no wattpad também!

Beijoquinhas!

[kcake555]

Huta cake 🍰

[yeoosaangg]

៹ 몬스타엑스

✎… OT6

01. NOTHING YET

✎… SOHN HYUNWOO

01. NOTHING YET

✎… LEE MINHYUK

01. NOTHING YET

✎… YOO KIHYUN

01. NOTHING YET

✎… CHAE HYUNGWON

01. NOTHING YET

✎… LEE JOOHEON

01. NOTHING YET

✎… IM CHANGKYUN

01. NOTHING YET

[june-pop]

The Penthouse Headcanons

Hey!! This is my first post I’ve ever done. I never thought I would actually make one here but here I am😭 anyway I’m making this because I really love this k-drama but I don’t see a lot of stuff about it in here so I’m doing some headcanons….because I can

- Most of the Hera palace kids don’t know how to cook except Rona, Jenny & Eunbyeol

I just get that vibe from them. Minhyuk and his dad rely on their mom for cooking and cleaning. The twins have their own maid who does that. Seokhoon might know basic stuff but not enough. I definitely think Jenny cooks with her mom sometimes. Ha Eunbyeol learned to try and impress Seokhoon. Rona definitely helps her mom around the kitchen

- Seokkyung can’t sleep when there’s thunder and lighting at nighttime.

This ain’t exactly a headcanon, Seokhoon confirmed that in season 1? I believe. I remember he said that to his father. I just felt like this needed to be brought to light

- Shin Suryeon’s love language is definitely quality time. You can’t tell me otherwise

- Seokkyung and Seokhoon definitely find comfort and security in each other.

I feel they both suffer from nightmares due to multiple reasons so I can imagine one of them waking up to the other texting or calling in the middle of the night about how they can’t sleep, and the other person shows up at their room a few minutes later and they just end up talking or cuddling to sleep

- Mari definitely saw Rona as her own daughter when Yoon Hee died.

She took her in and even left her husband because he didn’t want to have anything to do with Rona. That’s some motherly love right there.

- Shim Suryeon took many self defense and fighting classes

Have you SEEN the way this girl handles Joo Dantae sometimes😭the lord knows getting into a fight with her will leave on the ground with a broken nose.

- Ha Yoon Chul takes Eunbyeol to go eat out secretly behind Seojins back

Seojin only has her daughter eat certain and extremely healthy foods that are “fit for singer”. Yoon Chul just wants to make sure his daughter can enjoy all types of food and take her out so she doesn’t stay cooped up inside the penthouse.

- Kang Mari definitely likes women👌🏾

I rest my case….

- Jenny had a crush on Rona at one point, but it eventually went away

- Yoon Hee and Rona have karaoke nights

- Min Hyuk had a biiiiiigggg crush on Seokhoon

That was actually revealed by min Hyuks actor that it was originally written for min hyuk to be in love with seokhoon

That’s all I could think of😅 what are some of your headcanons?

[clariannahoney]

A Omega's Desire

The air was thick with the scent of blooming cherry blossoms, but Luna could barely breathe past the intoxicating aroma that filled her senses. It was him—Lee Minhyuk, the lead vocalist of BTOB, whose presence seemed to permeate every corner of the rehearsal studio. Luna, a talented dancer in her own right, found herself struggling to focus as Minhyuk's voice resonated through the room, each note hitting her like a physical touch.

"Luna, are you even listening?" Yuna, her dance partner, snapped her out of her reverie. "We have to perfect this routine before the showcase tomorrow."

Luna nodded, forcing her attention back to the mirror where their reflections danced in sync. But it was no use; her mind kept drifting back to Minhyuk, who was now engaged in a conversation with some of the other members across the room. His laughter, deep and resonant, sent shivers down her spine.

As if sensing her gaze, Minhyuk turned and locked eyes with her. Luna felt a flush creep up her neck, and she quickly averted her eyes, focusing on the dance steps with renewed vigor. But the connection had been made, and she knew he had seen the desire in her eyes.

Later that evening, as Luna packed up her things, she caught a whiff of Minhyuk's cologne again. He was standing near the exit, his eyes smoldering as he approached her.

"You were amazing today," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "But I couldn't help notice you were a bit...distracted."

Luna swallowed hard, meeting his intense gaze. "I'm sorry, I just..."

"It's okay," Minhyuk cut her off, his hand gently brushing against her arm. "I understand. You can't help but be drawn to an alpha like me."

His words sent a thrill through her, and Luna shivered involuntarily. Minhyuk's eyes darkened, and he stepped closer, his body heat enveloping her.

"Tell me, Luna," he whispered, his lips hovering just above her ear. "Do you feel it too? The pull between us?"

Luna's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding wildly. She nodded, unable to form words under his potent allure.

Minhyuk smiled, a predatory glint in his eyes. "Good. Because I won't let you go, Luna. You're mine now."

With that, he claimed her lips in a searing kiss, his hands gripping her waist firmly. Luna melted into him, her instincts taking over as she responded passionately, her fingers tangling in his hair.

The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them locked in a desperate embrace. When they finally broke apart, Minhyuk pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Come with me," he said, his voice husky with need. "Let me show you what it means to be claimed by an alpha."

Luna hesitated for a moment, her rational mind screaming at her to stop, but her omega instincts overruled everything. She nodded, her eyes never leaving his as he led her out of the studio and into the night.

They walked in silence, the only sound their synchronized footsteps echoing off the empty streets. Minhyuk stopped in front of a sleek black car, opening the door for her with a gallant gesture.

As they drove, Luna stole glances at Minhyuk, her mind racing with thoughts of what lay ahead. They arrived at a luxurious penthouse, the cityscape glittering below them like a sea of stars.

Inside, Minhyuk led her to the bedroom, his eyes never leaving hers. He closed the door behind them, the click of the lock sounding final.

"Are you sure about this, Luna?" he asked, his voice gentle yet commanding.

Luna took a deep breath, her resolve strengthening. "Yes," she breathed, stepping forward to press her body against his. "I've never been more sure of anything."

Minhyuk's response was immediate, his arms wrapping around her tightly as he kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth with possessive fervor. Luna moaned, her hands roaming over his muscular back, feeling the strength beneath his shirt.

He lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the bed where he laid her down gently. Minhyuk hovered over her, his eyes dark with desire as he traced her features with his fingertips.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I need you, Luna. More than I've ever needed anything."

Luna reached up, pulling him down for another kiss, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Minhyuk groaned, his control slipping as he pressed himself against her, the friction igniting a fire within them both.

He broke the kiss, his breathing ragged as he looked into her eyes. "Tell me to stop if you want me to," he panted, his forehead resting against hers.

Luna shook her head, her voice a whisper. "Don't stop, Minhyuk. Please, don't stop."

With a growl of possession, Minhyuk claimed her fully, his movements slow and deliberate as he explored every inch of her body, ensuring she felt nothing but pleasure. Luna arched beneath him, her cries filling the room as she surrendered completely to the overwhelming sensations.

Hours later, as they lay tangled in each other's arms, Luna felt a sense of contentment she had never known. Minhyuk kissed her softly, his voice gentle.

"I love you, Luna," he whispered, his words sealing their bond. "You belong to me now, forever."

Luna smiled, her eyes closing as she drifted off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that she was indeed his, and he was hers.

[jae-bummer]

A Little Jealousy

Request: I HAVE SO MANY REQUESTSSSSSS T_T But I don't wanna be greedy or anything so . . . Please pick one of the following for MX! 4, 7, 9, 11, 15, 16, 19, 20. I literally could not pick one! I am okay with ANY of these, but I'm really curious to see them. I asked for Kihyun last time, so any other member this time please! <3 Maybe Minhyuk, because my heart misses him so T-T

Prompt:

7) "I'm not jealous!"

16) You and your bias kiss to prove you don't have feelings for each other.

Pairing: Monsta X Minhyuk x Reader

Genre: Fluff

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A low whistle greeted you as you walked into the living area.

"You look hot," Changkyun growled from his spot by the window. He was laying on the floor, shirtless, sunning himself like a lizard.

"You look hot," you laughed in return. "Like temperature wise. Why are you laying in the sun?"

"Hot water's out," he muttered. "I became a Changkyun-sicle trying to wash up."

You shook your head before plopping on the couch. "Where's Min?"

"Likely incurring the wrath of winter," he grumbled. As you continued to stare at him, he motioned toward the hallway. "It was his turn to shower."

That explained the high-pitched scream you heard while you were getting dressed.

As if being summoned by his name alone, you heard a door down the hall creak open, and footsteps pad out. Stumbling into the room with you, Minhyuk scrubbed a towel over his still damp hair. You tried to keep your eyes focused on his face, but it was difficult when all he was wearing was a pair of pajama pants slung low across his hips.

"Y/N," he hiccupped in surprise, immediately dropping his towel to cover his torso. The tips of his ears were turning redder by the minute. "I thought you had left."

"Nope," you croaked, trying to clear the sight of Minhyuk's body from your mind. "My Lyft driver is stuck in traffic."

"Right," he nodded, sidestepping toward the other side of the room. Reaching into the coat closet, he pulled out a hoodie and yanked it over his head. "I was too busy being naked to mention it, but you look gorgeous."

"Thank you," you said, unable to maintain eye contact. Minhyuk was always the first to dish out a compliment (or his opinion in general). His words had an easy way of causing you to blush, whether he was poking fun or genuinely gassing you up.

"Where are you going looking like that?" he asked, dropping onto the couch beside you.

"I have a date," you said quietly, still refusing to look up. It had been a long time since you had actually been out with someone, let alone someone you were hopeful about. "Changkyun introduced me to-"

"Who?" Minhyuk cut in before you could finish.

"Hyungwon," Changkyun hummed dismissively. "Boy has no game."

"Hyungwon!" Minhyuk gasped.

You turned to look at him, furrowing your brow. Changkyun and Minhyuk circulated the same circles and had mostly the same friends. You had assumed that if Changkyun offered to set you up with someone, Minhyuk would approve as well. Not that you needed his approval...it just...would have been nice.

Your relationship with Minhyuk was something you could brag about. He was such a passionately good friend that even his quirks didn't ruffle your dynamic. He was loud, energetic, and a shock to the system for many, but those were the people that didn't get to see him in his quiet moments. He was so soft and sweet. It was hard to grapple with the intrinsic need to cuddle him and simply take care of him.

"That was the name I said, yes," Changkyun sighed, glancing up at his friend as well. "What's the problem?"

"W-well," Minhyuk struggled. His brain was working overtime. "He's not dateable! Like at all!"

"Name one reason."

"Okay," he hummed, thinking. Launching up from the couch, he exclaimed, "He smells bad!"

"Oh, come on," Changkyun laughed. "He does not smell bad."

"He does!" Minhyuk insisted, beginning his pacing.

You were shocked that he was acting this way. Normally, both Changkyun and Minhyuk were supportive of almost all of your endeavors. Amazingly, that seemed to not include dating.

"Min," you laughed, shaking your head. Your eyes followed him as he walked back and forth. "Why are you acting like this?"

Changkyun sat up instantly, grinning mischievously. "I can tell you why."

Minhyuk paused his steps and shot a glare in the younger man's direction. "I just want what's best for you, Y/N!"

"Oooor," Changkyun purred. "He's jealous."

Changkyun's words landed like a slap. You were stunned by the possibility he presented. There was no way that Minhyuk could be jealous of you seeing someone else. That just wasn't like him.

Or you assumed it wasn't. Thinking back, you hadn't been in a serious relationship since your friendship had started. He was very protective of your time together and... well, protective of your attention in general.

"I'm not jealous!" Minhyuk groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "What reason would I have to be jealous?"

"Maybe, and try to follow me here," Changkyun smiled. "You like Y/N."

Your mouth popped open in surprise as Minhyuk looked around the room, panicked.

"I love Y/N," Minhyuk nodded, avoiding eye contact. "We all do."

"Noooo," Changkyun chimed. "We do love Y/N, but you loooove Y/N."

"For fuck's sake," Minhyuk muttered, covering his eyes. "Stop trying to stir the pot! There is nothing to be stirred!"

"Oh contraire," Changkyun chuckled, living for this moment. "I think your reaction is proving that there is plenty to be stirred."

You looked from Minhyuk to Changkyun and back again. Mouth suddenly dry, you tried to find words to add to the conversation. "Is...is that true, Min?"

Minhyuk didn't bother uncovering his eyes as he groaned. "Of course not, don't be ridiculous."

Part of you wilted at his statement. You had never really thought of Minhyuk in that way, but now that it was presented, you couldn't say it wasn't appealing.

Changkyun watched you carefully before turning back to the older man. "Prove it."

"I'm sorry," Minhyuk sighed, dropping his hands. "Prove what?"

"Prove that you don't have feelings for Y/N," Changkyun insisted.

"And how exactly do you expect me to do that?" Minhyuk grumbled, eying you with a pout.

"Kiss," Changkyun prodded. "Kiss Y/N and prove that you two don't have feelings for each other."

"That's stupid," Minhyuk scoffed. "Y/N doesn't want to-"

"I'll do it," you chirped, heat immediately radiating across your neck.

"See, they don't want to-" Minhyuk halted, having realized what you said. "You'll do it?"

"Sure," you continued, uncertain of what had gotten into you. "We'll just kiss and that'll be that."

"Right," Minhyuk said carefully. "That will be that."

"What's a kiss between friends?" Changkyun mocked. Waving his hands through the air, he motioned for you to stand.

Moving unsteadily to your feet, you crossed the room to stand in front of Minhyuk. Bared before him, you suddenly felt ripped open. The realization that you hoped he had feelings for you was dizzying. You were willing to let him in. He could have you if he wanted.

But did he?

Rolling his eyes, Minhyuk finally directed his attention to you. "This is silly."

"So silly," you said dumbly, glancing up at him through your lashes. You couldn't help but notice that his breathing had turned shallow.

"We don't have to do this," he whispered, his brows drawn together. "If you don't feel comfortable-"

"I want to," you interrupted. "Gotta prove your innocence, right?"

"I have nothing to prove to him," Minhyuk grumbled, glaring above your shoulder at what you could only suspect was Changkyun and his shit-eating grin.

"Then prove it to me," you said quietly.

Minhyuk's gaze latched onto you again. Sucking on his bottom lip, his eyes tunneled deep into yours, trying to reconcile his next move. You lifted your brows, waiting in silence.

After a few more seconds, Minhyuk's hands crept slowly up your arms. Sliding over your shoulders, they came to rest on either side of your neck, his pointer and thumb splayed across your jaw. Giving him a short nod of reassurance, you watched as he drew closer, and placed his mouth lightly on yours.

There weren't fireworks, but this kiss wasn't meant for that. It was meant to be questioning. It was meant to be soft and shy.

Taking a deep inhale through his nose, he pulled away again to exhale. Keeping his eyes closed, he set his forehead against yours. "Every butterfly that has ever existed are now all in my stomach."

You let out a breathy chuckle before pulling away from him. Opening his eyes, he looked at you questioningly. His fingers remained wrapped around your neck, not eager to let go.

"Min," you whispered. "Kiss me."

It took him a few moments to register your words before he began nodding to himself. Leaning in again, he pressed his lips more firmly against yours. Reaching up, you gripped his hoodie in your fists and pulled him even closer. You opened your mouth to the kiss, realizing you were both smiling as Minhyuk staggered against you.

There were the fireworks. For as bright of a person as Minhyuk was, it was unsurprising that his kiss made you see stars. Everything that had been unsaid over the duration of your friendship was being poured into his zealous affections.

Dropping one of his hands from your jaw, he wrapped an arm around your waist. You tilted your head back, attempting to get a better vantage for the kiss. Your lips seemed to melt together, tongues working in sync, with small giggles erupting from either of you at any moment.

Changkyun loudly cleared his throat, causing both of you to jump. Minhyuk dropped his face into your shoulder and let out a chuckle. "I completely forgot we weren't alone."

"You're about to be," Changkyun laughed, pulling himself to his feet. "I have to text Hyungwon so he's not ghosted."

You winced, turning to look at Changkyun. "I'm so sorry. I-"

"He'll live," Changkyun grinned. "This is much better. I love being right."

[mo-notmoe]

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[bteezxyewriter12]

Truth or Dare/ 2

Pairing- Minhyuk x Named Reader

Word count- 2.8k

Includes- morning sex, blow job, cum eating, cock rubbing?, riding, missionary, squirting, multiple orgasms, fluff

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxxmine @yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana @tannie13 @y00nzin0 @marsstarxhwa @itsshaydeekaydee @seokwoosmole @wisejudgedragonhairdo @seonghwasstar @kpop-bambi @meowmeowminnie

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J POV

Waking up, I keep my eyes closed, feeling the neck of someone against my face

Still, I'm not ready to get up yet

Instead, I cuddle into whoever I'm sleeping with more, feeling their arm around me and their soft skin under my body

They feel good and I'm lulled back to sleep

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I wake up again, still in the arms of some one

But this time I feel something poking my thigh

Opening my eyes, I move my head back, Minhyuk's sleeping face coming into my vision

What the fuck?

Moving my eyes down, I realize I'm naked from the waist down

And he's naked from the waist down

If he's naked then that means what's poking me is...his hard dick

Oh my fuck

What the hell is going on?

Last night comes back to me and I remember that I fucked my best friend

And it was amazing

He ate me out so fucking skillfully, his dick felt so good and he made me squirt

I've never squirted before

And I did this in front of the guys and their friends

Fuck

I never had one singular thought of Minhyuk in a sexual way

Never

But god, he was literally the best fuck I ever had

It's fucking with me right now

Because as I feel his cock poking me, remembering last night, I'm getting horny

And I want to fuck my best friend again

"Hyukie", I murmur, softly shaking his arm, "Hyukie"

"Mmmm", he whines, his arm tightening around me, holding me closer to him

His skin feels amazing against me, so soft and so pretty

"Hyuk", I say a little louder

"Yeah?", he mutters, his eyes slowly opening

His eyes focus on me and they widen so big

"Jo? What the...", he gapes, letting me go, moving back from me

"It's ok Hyuk"

"Where are your pants? Why are you in my bed....oh shit", he says as realization forms on his face

His eyes move down to his hard dick, his face turning red

"Shit", he gasps, putting his hand over himself

Like that's gonna hide his monster cock

"I'm sorry", he says, his eyes anywhere but on me

I slowly move my hand to his, pushing his hand off him, then wrap my hand around his dick

His eyes meet mine in confusion

"Want you again", I whisper, hoping he doesn't reject me

Last night everything he did was a dare

I think he just got into it, saw free sex and took it

Me on the other hand, after the first orgasm he gave me, I wanted everything we did

I wanted him

And I want him right now too

"Really?", he asks, surprised

I nod, moving my hand up and down his length, slowly

"Do you-", I start but stop when he nods

"Want you too"

I give him a small smile as I nod

I slowly push him onto his back, moving down his body until I'm face to face with his dick

Christ, it really is huge

And so hard

And honestly...pretty

"Jo..you don't-", he starts

"I want to", I tell him, looking up at him, "You did it for me last time and it's your turn now"

"I didn't do it to get anything back", he tells me

"I know Hyuk, but I want to. I want to make you feel good"

I really do

I don't know why I feel this way but I want to make him feel amazing

I want to hear him moan from what I'm doing to him

Before he can say anything, I stick my tongue out, slowly running my tongue up the underside of his cock

"Fuck", I hear him moan as I lick all the way up to his head, then swirl my tongue around his head, "Oh god fuck"

Pressing the flat of my tongue against his slit, I lick up his leaking cum, the taste of him so good

Jesus

"Fuck Hyukie, you taste yummy"

"Fuck Jo", he whimpers

Wrapping my mouth around his head, I suck softly, lifting my eyes to the sight of him in pleasure

He's so beautiful it's stupid

Sucking on him, I wrap my hand around the rest of him, stroking his cock up and down in time with my sucking

He's so fucking hard in my hand but his skin is so soft

I take him in my mouth more, sucking on him desperately, loving how he feels in my mouth, how he stretches my mouth like he does to my cunt

I can't help but moan as I pleasure him, liking giving him a blow job so much more than I should

His fingers run in my hair, holding on lightly for now

Every few sucks, I move down his cock, taking him in more and more

When his head pokes in my throat, I choke as my gag reflex kicks in

Still, I shove down, forcing him in my throat

I've deep throated before

It'll a bitch to get him in but once I do, I'll be ok

"Joanne oh fuck", he pants, as I get him all in, tears running down my face, "Suck on me. Please jagi, suck my cock"

I suck once, then breath through my nose, calming my throat

Starting off slow, I gradually increase my speed with each suck until I'm going at a good pace, enjoying the feeling of his heavy cock down my throat

His fingers tighten in my hair as his breathing gets harder, gorgeous sounds pouring from his mouth

Changing up the movements, I bob my head on him, bottoming his out every time, spit all over this cock and dripping from my mouth

"Oh shit, don't stop", he yells, "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum"

Hearing that, I move faster, wanting to swallow all his cum

"Joanne fuck! Oh god!"

His body shakes, cum shooting down my throat

I swallow over and over, a mix of my spit and his cum leaking from my mouth

"Oh god, swallow again", he whines and I do it for him

His thick cum falls down my throat, tasting so good

I suck him through his orgasm, keeping him as hard as he can be after coming

He softly tugs on my hair, pulling me off him, leaving him half hard

"Come here", he murmurs, pulling me up to him as I climb on him, straddling him

I reach between us, laying his cock on his stomach then sitting on the underside of his dick

"Fuck", he murmurs, his hands move up my hips, slowly moving up and taking my shirt with it

"Off baby", he whispers

I nod, helping him by taking the shirt off

He pulls my arms, crashing my body on top of his, undoing my bra

"Up baby"

I sit up again as he takes off my bra, tossing it to the floor

"Holy shit", he gapes, his eyes starting from my pussy, stopping on my boobs where they widen, then to my face

As his eyes move back down, I blush hard, my hands moving to cover my boobs

"No", he says softly, pulling my arms down, "Don't hide jagi. You're so fucking beautiful"

His big hands move from my hips, slowly trailing up, his touch lighting every nerve on fire, my skin trembling

"My god you're perfect", he murmurs and I'm shocked to hell hearing him

Never thought I'd ever hear that from Minhyuk

His hands squeeze my boobs, fingers running over my nipples

Pleasure run up my spine as I moan softly

"Fuck, you just soaked my dick", he groans, "Feels good?"

I nod

It feels better than good

He pinches my nipple, rolling them between his fingers and my hips move involuntarily, sliding on his dick

"Yeah baby, do it again", he murmurs

I move along his length again, his cock harder than before

"Keep going. Until you cum", he urges

I nod, moving my hands to his chest to lean on him, moving my hips fast

Pleasure blasts in my body, my fingers twisting in his shirt

"Good girl", he praises, "Faster"

My speed increase, my clit rubbing against the under side of his head

"Fuck", I shout, intense pleasure making my legs shake

Shortening my sliding, I press my clit down on his head, rubbing right against that spot

"Oh my god, Hyukie", I cry, my eyes closing in bliss

"Fuck, such a good girl", he moans, "So fucking wet for me"

"I can't", I babble, "Too good, I can't"

My head is cloudy with pleasure and I can't make sense when I speak

"Cum for me", he asks, "You can cum on my dick baby. It's ok"

Sliding again, my clit hits that spot on his head and I yell his name, my body shaking in pleasure when I cum

My god it's incredible

"Yes yes yes", he cries, "Put me in your pussy. Fuck please jagi. I need you wrapped around me"

My legs shaking, I slip up to his tip, getting his head in my hole and shoving myself down his fat cock

"Oh fuck yes", I yell when I bottom him out, immediately circling my hips to rub my spot on his tip

"Oh fuck! Tight", he gasps, "Tiny tight pussy. Fucking takes me so well"

I nod, bunching his shirt up, desperate to get it off him

With some maneuvering, I pull it over his head, tossing it somewhere in the room

Looking down at him, my brain temporarily shuts off as I take in the sight of him

Broad shoulders, muscular chest and fuck me he has abs

Why didn't I know he had abs?

"Fuck Hyuk, you're fucking hot", I gape, running my fingers over his hard ab muscles, "So beautiful"

I realize what I'm saying and I feel my cheeks heat up

One of his hands takes mine, holding tightly, "Not as beautiful as you jagi"

I smile softly at him, him smiling back and making my heart flutter

Why haven't I noticed how gorgeous his smile is?

And why the fuck is it affecting me like this?

"Ride me?", he asks softly, snapping me out of my thoughts

I nod, immediately starting to bounce on him

The feel of his cock sliding in, pushing me open sends pleasure washing over me

Wanting to keep feeling the bliss he's giving me, I move faster, loving how his cock splits me open, how hard he is, how I spasm around him

"Fuck baby, so good", he praises, " Faster. Ride me hard"

I lean on his abs, fingers digging in his skin as I move my hips in a circle as I wiggle down his cock each time I bottom him out

His head hits my spot and I can't stop the shaking my body is doing

It just feels so amazing like no one else has ever made me feel

Just him

I'm so wet, his cock just making me wetter with each bounce, his lap soaked

"Fuck jagi, you're so fucking stunning on my cock", he murmurs, his hands gripping my hips hard, "And you're pussy looks perfect wrapped around me. Opening just for me"

I nod, repeating, "Just for you"

The pleasure is turning my brain off and all I want is to feel his cock inside me

I yell in bliss as his fingers play with my clit as I slam down on him

"Cum for my cock", he urges, "You're so pretty when you cum, I need to see it again"

He will, I'm so close, desperately clenching his cock as hard as I can

"Cream my cock jagi and I promise I'll fuck you so hard right after. Do it for me"

His head hits my spot so hard stars blast in my vision just as his finger flicks my clit and I tumble head first into amazing pleasure

"Minhyuk!", I scream, wave after wave of bliss slamming my body as I explode on him

"Yes fuck. Keep going. Fuck feels amazing baby", he cries

I don't think I could stop coming nor do I want to

I vaguely feel my body moving and when I come back from the mind altering orgasm, I register that Minhyuk is on top of me, fucking into me hard

"Gonna split this pussy open", he growls, his hands on either side of my head, "Keep you impaled on my cock until you cum again and again"

I can't form words as I ride the ecstacy he's giving me

I had no clue my best friend was this wild in bed

"Fuck do you hear how loud your pussy is?"

My brain registers the loud squelching sound his cock is making every time he enters me mixing with the sound of our skin hitting each others

"Do you hear it?"

I nod, moaning softly

"This pussy loves my cock so much, loves creaming on me, doesn't it?"

"Yes", I whimper, his slams so hard, I'm moving up the bed with each thrust, his tip moving right into my spot each time

I don't think I've even been in this much pleasure before

It's like my body doesn't know what to do with it all besides take the pounding he's giving me

"Do you hear me?", he asks, grabbing my chin, moving my face to his

I realize just now he's talking to me

"I...I...", I babble, my body arching into his, my orgasm right there

"I said squirt on my cock now!", he demands, sweat plastering his hair to his forehead, "Soak my cock. Soak my bed. Now!"

He thrust so hard, sending me right into an orgasm so intense, I can't make any sounds

At least I think I'm not

My fingers hurt and I don't know why, all I know is that his cock feels so incredible as he fucks me through the bliss

When I come out of it, I ask, "Ddd..did...did...I.."

"You squirted", he smirks, pushing my sweaty hair from my face, "Good girl"

I smile weakly

"One more then I'm gonna cum inside you"

"Hyukie", I whine, not sure I can handle another orgasm of this intensity

"One more. Then you can take a nap ok?"

A nap sounds nice even though I just woke up

I feel him caressing my cheek softly, as he asks "Baby?"

"Yeah baby", I answer, "One more"

He nods, hooking his arms under my knees and pushing them to my chest

I move my hands from his sheets and I realize that my fingers were hurting because I was clenching the sheets so tightly

Shiver run up my spine when his mouth wraps around my nipple, sucking as he thrusts in my cunt

Shaking under him, I take his cock, take the pleasure, wanting to feel him cum inside me

God I want that so much

He buries in me over and over and it doesn't take long before I'm there again

How I don't know

I shouldn't have gotten so close so fast but fuck he's talented with his dick

"Make a mess on my cock", he whispers around my nipple and I lose it

Clenching down hard, I climax and immediately feel his dick throb inside me, releasing his cum

"Joanne", he moans, his hands gripping my skin hard, his warm sticky cum filling me perfectly

My god I love that feeling

"Yeah baby, milk my cock", he pleads as I do just that

I don't think I could stop throbbing on him if I tried

I watch the beauty that is him orgasming and weird feelings flutter in my chest

Feelings of wanting to be his, wanting to kiss him floating through me

It's just because we had sex, I assure myself, pushing the thoughts out of my head

He pulls out when he finishes, collapsing next to me as I close my eyes, feeling his cum leaking out of me

And surprisingly loving it

I'm so weird

I suck in breath after breath, so fucking hot and sweaty

And exhausted

When I feel his fingers running through my hair, I open my eyes to his beautiful face

He smiles softly, "Wanna nap?"

I nod, "Only if you stay with me"

His eyebrow raises, "You want that?"

I nod

I can't think of anything better that cuddling with him again

"Please?"

"Alright", he answers, laying next to me

It's not enough

"Hold me", I murmur, my heavy eyes closing

I feel him take me in his arms and I turn my body to him, burying my face in his neck and smelling the comforting scent that is only Minhyuk

I'm very aware that we fit together perfectly and that I feel so safe in his arms

I don't know what that's about and I don't want to think about it right now

I just want to sleep

His fingers move in my hair, playing gently and I let the good feeling lull me to sleep

[sxnshinebag]

𝙴𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 | 𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

| 𝘈, (𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵) 𝘍 | 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝖧𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 / 𝖢𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾 𝖠𝖴, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍

| 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 |  

↳   𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 - 𝖤𝗎𝗇𝗐𝗈𝗈 𝗑 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

↳ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 - 𝘓𝘰𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳, 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰. 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴, 𝘵𝘰𝘰.  

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 2000𝘴, 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘐𝘔 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘠/𝘕'𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 2000𝘴, 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘐𝘔 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘠/𝘕 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵��𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩   𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘠/𝘕'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘠/𝘕 𝘢𝘯𝘥  𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦-𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺?

(𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛)

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𝙎𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 - 𝙔/𝙉𝘿𝙖𝙯𝙚

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 - 𝙔/𝙉

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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙀𝙪𝙣𝙬𝙤𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣

Y/NDaze:

Howdy

ChaEunwoo:

Hey Y/N

Y/NDaze:

What's up?

ChaEunwoo: 

Not much

How are you?

Y/NDaze:

Things could be better

ChaEunwoo:

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that

Y/NDaze:

How've you been?

ChaEunwoo:

Everything's been really good

Y/NDaze:

So what's new in your life?

ChaEunwoo:

Not a whole lot really

Just finishing up college

Oh, I don't know if you knew

Me and Minhae got back together

Y/NDaze:

Oh, good for you

ChaEunwoo:

Thanks

How's your friend Myungjun doing?

Y/NDaze:

Well

He started dating Mary, so now I barely see him

ChaEunwoo:

Oh, I'm sorry

Y/NDaze:

Yeah, well, it's whatever I guess

ChaEunwoo:

Well, college is almost over anyways

Y/NDaze:

Can you believe we're almost adults?

ChaEunwoo:

Nope

It definitely doesn't feel like it's been four years

Y/NDaze:

We had some good times in college

ChaEunwoo:

Yeah, kind of

I'd rather not think about the past though

Y/NDaze:

Oh, sure

ChaEunwoo:

I'm just tired of reliving memories

Y/NDaze:

So do you have plans for graduation?

ChaEunwoo:

Oh no, not really

I know my family's coming up and stuff

Y/NDaze:

Are you going to move back home?

ChaEunwoo:

Not immediately

I have this lease until August

Can we talk about things :Y/NDaze

Can we talk abo| :Y/NDaze

Can we| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

Do anything fun recently?

ChaEunwoo:

Not really, I've just been working

Can I see you this sum| :Y/NDaze

Can I see you| :Y/NDaze

Can I| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

Are you doing homework?

ChaEunwoo:

Yeah, just some stuff due tomorrow

Do you ever miss things between you| :Y/NDaze

Do you ever miss thing| :Y/NDaze

Do you ever| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze

How are classes?

ChaEunwoo:

They're good

Same old same old

Do you miss me| :Y/NDaze

Do you| :Y/NDaze

Do| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

Gone to any concerts lately?

ChaEunwoo:

Not really

I'm busy with school

Will we| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

What any good movies lately?

ChaEunwoo:

No, not really

Is this it| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

How's the weather been there?

ChaEunwoo:

It's been alright

Y/NDaze is typing. . .

Y/NDaze is deleting. . .

Y/NDaze is typing. . .

Y/NDaze:

Okay

I think I'm going to go

Goodbye, Dongmin

ChaEunwoo:

I though I said you can—

Y/NDaze is away

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Candy Cane

Summary: A holiday party where everyone dresses up as a different holiday. The party where you meet your friend group’s old best friend from high school.

Oneshot

Fluff, Non-idol au, Strangers to lovers au

Word Count: 3,795

Minhyuk X Female! Reader

[Features! The rest of OT7]

Requested: Hiiiiii <3 Can I request A Holiday Dress Up Party with Minhyuk from Monsta X for a female reader? Thank you! ☃️

Prompt: 10. A Holiday Dress Up Party 

[A/n: It’s not mentioned but Hyungwon is wearing a flower costume.]

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You call Hoseok up and ask if everyone is dressed up for the party, not wanting to be the only one in a silly costume. And he told you everyone was, but to reassure you he sent a photo of himself dressed in a comically large four-leaf clover with a green undershirt. You laugh and happily walk the rest of the way in your pink and white candy cane costume. You stay on the phone with him and ask, “Is there anyone I don’t know?” He hums, “Only one, I think? You don’t know him cause he’s been out painting murals in France? I don’t know where; you’ll have to ask him. But we’ve been friends since high school. And we talk about him all the time.” You nod, “Oh, am I finally going to meet Minhyuk? What’s he dressed up like?” He hums, “Yeah! I think a Champagne Bottle? I haven’t seen him in a while. I’ve been by the hors d'oeuvres for a while now.” You laugh, “Any good ones?” He quickly answers, “You’re gonna love the spinach feta croissant! If I don’t eat them all first!” You shake your head, “Good thing I’m approaching the door now.” He giggles, “Good thing!” 

You ring the doorbell, and a red and green ornament, known as Hyunwoo, greets you. “Ah (Y/n). It’s good to see you.” You laugh, “It’s nice to see you too, Woo.” He smiles and lets you in, “How’s it looking?” “Good. Everyone managed to dress as a different holiday.” “Really?” He nods, “Yeah, I was surprised too!” You see a guy in a mask and immediately recognize, “Changkyun? Are you Guy Fox Day?” He groans, “I’m supposed to be anonymous.” You exchange a look with Hyunwoo before saying, “You’re doing a good job at it.” 

You shake your head and find Hoseok eating a croissant, “(Y/n)!” You cheer, “Hoseok!” And Hyunwoo leaves you after grabbing a plate of different hors d'oeuvres, mainly tomato bruschetta. And Hoseok hands you a croissant, “How many did you eat?” “Um… many.” You chuckle before eating it yourself, and your eyes widen as you bite into it before quickly finishing it and eating another. You both finish up that plate with ease. A vampire, Kihyun, comes around and goes, “I had a feeling those would be gone first. It’s why I prepared seconds for the ‘rest’ of the guests to eat.” He emphasizes the ‘rest’ to you guys, making you both pout as you move away. His sharp canines glinting as you move away. You both mutter, “Meanie,” loud enough for him to hear, which causes him to scoff. 

You both walk from it, and he goes, “When he leaves, I am stealing the plate until the pizza delivery comes.” You cackle, “Save me one.” He nods, “One.” You shake your head at him, and that’s when you spot the champagne bottle. “Is that him?” You ask softly, and he nods, “You want me to introduce you two?” You shrug, acting indifferent, even though the guy seemed quite handsome. “Minhyuk!” He looks up from his phone and smiles, “Hoseok! And who’s this?” He gestures to you, and you smile, “I’m (Y/n).” He puts his hand out to shake yours, “Minhyuk, it’s a pleasure to meet someone sweet like you.” He winks, and you laugh, “Are you just as bubbly as your costume?” You can hear Hoseok gulp as he makes his getaway. “Wouldn’t you like to find out?” You laugh, “I think we’re going to get along well.” 

“I heard you were a painter?” He grins, “I paint murals.” You nod, “Is that why I haven’t met you before?” He nods, “I’ve been busy painting buildings all over Europe. But I’ve heard a lot about you from the guys.” You smile, “I’ve heard a lot about you too.” “All good things?” You think back, “I wouldn’t say that.” He cackles, “Good.” 

He asks, “So, how did you meet them?” You grin, “I worked at the dinner on the corner near where Hoseok worked, and he brought Jooheon the first time they came in. And I slowly became each of their friends.” He smiles, “They’re a good bunch.” You grin happily thinking about all the times you’ve had with them, “Yeah.” You ask, “How did you meet them?” He smiles, “In art class, funnily enough. We each shared a class other than that one. And we became fast friends, but what sealed it was our shared lunch period. Which just led to major chaos.” You laugh, “Oh, I’ve heard you were the conspirator behind it all.” He grins, “Always.” You smile, and as he goes to ask you another question, you hear someone exclaim, “(Y/n)! (Y/n)!” You whip around from your conversation, “Yeah?!” 

You turn to see Jooheon in a cupid outfit. You hold back your giggle, and he goes, “Pair with me, please?!” “For what?” That’s when you feel someone grab your hand and glance to see Minhyuk holding it, “She’s already taken, Joo.” He pouts, “I have no chance of winning, do I?” And you smirk, “Probably not.” He huffs before he shouts, “Hoseok! Hoseok!” You look back at Minhyuk and ask, “I’m taken?” He winks, “By me.” You can’t help but blush, and he asks, “Are you as good at games as they claim?” Your blush fades as you tell him, “I’d say so.” He smirks, “We'll make the perfect pair then.” That’s when you notice you’re still holding hands. You turn red all over again but don’t say anything or let go as you try to get a grip on reality. You just met the guy, and he’s best friends with your friends. What if he doesn’t actually like you? What if he is being super friendly, and it just sounds like he’s flirting? But then him winking after saying, ‘By me’ wouldn’t add up then.

You shake your head of those thoughts and squeeze his hand, and he leads you to the coffee table, which Kihyun is now standing on. “Alright! This year will be different because we have enough for perfect pairs.” You see everyone standing beside someone. “There will be no rule keeper or host this year. It’s cutthroat. The losing team will have to clean the whole house!” You eye Minhyuk, and his eyes glint with mischief. And you can’t help but grin. You were so winning this. “There will be five games! And the only real rule is if someone catches you and your teammate cheating more than once. You are both cleaning the house, instant elimination.” Your eyes widen, “I’ve never heard that rule before.” Minhyuk shrugs, “They won’t catch us.” You smirk, “I forgot I’m working with a pro.” He smirks, mirroring your expression, “We’ll win.” Kihyun goes over the games, “There will be Holiday Charades.” A few grumbles at that, and he continues, “Valentine’s basket toss,” “Pumpkin Stuffing,” “A true guessing game.” Hoseok and you immediately make an ‘ew’ sound, and you both laugh. “And my favorite, running the package!” You look over at Minhyuk, and he smiles, “That’ll be my favorite this year.” You tilt your head and ask, “What, why?” He smiles, “You’ll see.” You let go of his hand as you both help to arrange the living room better for the first game. 

Hoseok claps his hands and goes, “Alright, charades!” “I’ll hold the poster until my team's turn, and… Candy Cane, you’ll hold it for us.” You look around for candy cane until you remember your costume, “Sounds fine, Clover.” You didn’t expect how good Hyungwon was at guessing what Changkyun was doing as he flew through them. Changkyun struggles a bit with guessing but does his best and finishes their papers. As Hyungwon high-fives Changkyun. He cheers, “Flower power!” You can hear Kihyun mutter, “Earth day kids…” Kihyun gets up, and Hyunwoo does pretty well, getting all but one. Kihyun does his best to guess what Hyunwoo is describing, so it takes him some time, but in the end, he gets them all with seconds to spare. You hold the sign and flip as fast as possible for Hoseok and Jooheon. But they weren’t going fast enough even though they were trying hard. They got all but two down before the timer ran out. 

As you get up and see Hoseok’s sign, and make a tree, Minhyuk shouts, “Christmas tree!” Hoseok flips the page, and you do your best to make a pumpkin with your hands by making two different motions, and he goes, “Apple! No! Pumpkin! Halloween!” Surprising you with how good he was at charades, but you continue and complete it in no time. When he gets up, you nearly blank out. Even with a champagne costume on, he looks pretty. But you focus on the task and do your best to guess the different holidays by the odd shapes he makes. He points at Hoseok, and you laugh as you shout, “St. Patrick’s Day!” He grins, “Yeah, that’s right, baby!” You blush as he calls you that but continue guessing the different shapes he makes. Kihyun scolds, “No talking!” You shrug yet smile up at Minhyuk as he makes the last motion of a candy cane, “Candy Cane! Me! Christmas!” He high-fives you. While you guys weren’t as fast as Earth Day and Guy Fox, you still did your best as fast as you could. They won by five seconds, and you took it in stride. There are four more games left, anyway.

The pizza comes, and you all stop to have some before heading outside to start the next game. You do your best at Valentine’s toss, which is throwing red balls into deep pink bowls. You do your best to throw it into the bowl, but you’re not that good. You quickly find out. “We can’t be good in every game.” He pats your shoulder, and you pout as you shoot it in again. And it makes it in, he gasps, “Hell yeah!” He high-fives you, and you grin, and he makes a perfect shot. As you miss again, you ask, “Can we blame it on the size of the bowls?” He laughs, “Yeah, I can for you.” You grin, do your best, and make four out of ten. And that was good enough for you. Minhyuk only misses two, but you end up in last place, while Hoseok and Jooheon end up in first. You bow your head and feel him ruffle your hair, “Don’t worry about it. We’ll get them in the next games.” You look up at him, “Promise?” And he holds out his pinky, “Promise.” 

You head back into the house, and Changkyun carries the guessing game out, “My mom made these. I didn't look, and she didn’t label them. So, I don't know which is which until I open this envelope. But she did say they are all food.” He lays them out on the kitchen island, and everyone takes a piece of paper. “Who’s brave enough to do it first?” You shrug, it's just food, “Nothing living, right?” He shrugs, “I hope not.” You sigh, part with your nerves, and act bravely, writing them down as you think of them. With seven foods to try, the only one that stumped you was the pasta and what shape it was. You nearly screamed as you reached your hand into the last one. You quickly took it out, “Oh gross.” You gulp as you put it back in to ensure you were right. 

And write, “soft-boiled eggs”, you return to Minhyuk, and Hyungwon asks, “One teammate, or can we both go and discuss?” You all agree to the latter, and Hyungwon easily tackles it even if he yells at everything he touches. You show him your answers, and he nods, and you point to the third, “I’m not positive about this one.” “Okay, I’ll figure it out.” After Hyunwoo goes, you spot Minhyuk looking squeamish about it and put your hand on his shoulder, “I promise it’ll be okay. It’s just food.” He nods and braves it, making faces the whole time, and you can’t help but giggle.

Jooheon goes, “Alright, everyone, put your names on the paper, and then Kyun can read the answers.” Changkyun goes, “Broccoli, Cucumber, Linguine, Asparagus, Soft-boiled eggs, Watermelon, and Strawberries.” He opens each bowl, “And the order should be…” He looks at everyone’s cards after writing the correct order down, “Hyunwoo and Kihyun won!” You pout, and Minhyuk goes, “We only missed it by one.” You nod, having guessed fettuccine instead of linguine. Hyungwon sighs, “I truly thought that was spaghetti.” Changkyun shrugs, “I didn’t even know my mom bought linguine.” And Hoseok goes, “That’s what those stalks are called?!” “We were at a loss for it.” 

Back in the living room, there are four pumpkin buckets. Jooheon announces, “Pumpkin game!” Kihyun goes, “Oh, and a little reminder! No food unless it’s packaged.” Minhyuk smirks, “I knew we’d be playing this game.” As everyone is running around finding things, he calmly leads you to an end table drawer. He tells you, “Paper clips and mini buttons.” Your smirk grows wide, “They said nothing about ‘em.” He nods, “Precisely.” You look over at the bucket and go, “We’re going to need something to dampen the sound.” You rush to the kitchen, grabbing two paper towels, before meeting him at the table. You put the towels in, and he starts dumping them in, which sounds like nothing compared to the chaos ensuing around the two of you. You hear Changkyun shout, “I swear I saw pipe cleaners here last year!” And another shouted, “I already grabbed them!” He stays by the bucket, guarding it, “On the bottom shelf under the sink, he has sos pads.” You nod, squeezing between Hoseok and Hyunwoo to get to the sink. You slide and grab the unopened box. 

You rush back and squeeze them around the sides. “They hurt a little.” He agrees as he puts the last one in, and you say, “I bought him a few packs of the jack games as a joke last year. And I know he didn’t use it cause I spotted them,” you whisper, “Middle cabinet, top shelf, hard to miss, very colorful.” He nods, and you giggle as you watch him put his hands up to avoid getting hit by pens thrown to Jooheon. You scrunch your nose, upset that you didn’t think of pens. But you let it slide when he pulls out not only the jacks and bouncy balls but also two boxes of packets of tea that Kihyun clearly didn’t like to drink. He comes over, and you open the boxes while he stuffs the bouncy balls and jacks into the bucket. He gasps, “I got another idea.” He runs off before he can say anything. You quickly dump the tea bags inside and finish fitting the other things in. 

“One minute left!” That’s when Minhyuk returns with a packet of cards, and you smirk as you both rush to line the cards along the side. You place the fifty-second card on top of the bucket as Hyungwon counts down, “Five… Four, Three, Two, One!” You both look at your competitions, seeing that they all have a menagerie of stuff coming out. “Alright! Everyone dump your buckets and count!” Hoseok proudly exclaims first, “Two hundred and fifty!” And you both keep calming counting: fifty sos pads, fifty-two cards, forty jacks, twenty tea bags, and four bouncy balls. Hyungwon exclaims happily, “Three hundred and fifteen!” Changkyun and him high-five. That’s not where the numbers were going to come from anyway.

It took forever to count all the buttons and paper clips, even organizing them into groups of ten. There were so many. You’re nearly out of buttons when Kihyun goes, “Five hundred and fourteen.” You gasp as you count the last few, and the rest watch as you do. Minhyuk whispers, “six, seven, eight.” You grin as he smirks at you, three hundred buttons and a hundred and fifty paper clips later. And two paper towels, you total to “Six hundred and eighteen!” Minhyuk shouts happily. And Kihyun gasps, “You planted those two items in my house!” Minhyuk shakes his head, “No, it was in your house before the party.” Kihyun gasps, “No! I would have remembered buying that.” Minhyuk goes, “I gave them to you when you were in college, but like the jacks and bouncy balls, you hid ‘em away.” You cross your arms over your chest and nod, even though you know he is lying through his teeth. As he told you, he put them there the last time he visited Kihyun. 

You see the gears turning in Kihyun’s head, but he lets it go, letting you guys have one round of winning. Minhyuk already had a plan before you got outside, “Do you trust me?” You nod, and he goes, “I’m going to sling you over my shoulder just before the race. Are you okay with that?” You look him in the eyes, asking, “Is it the easiest?” He holds your eye contact and says, “I run fast, but the safest decision, considering our costumes, is to do it this way. You’re going to have to hold on tight, okay?” You smile, “Okay. I trust you.” He nods, “Now all you’ll have to do is to reach over and grab a present from the bucket out there, okay?” You look back, “We’re running to that?” He nods, “I’ll have both my hands free then, huh?” He agrees, and you smirk, “Oh, we have this in the bag.” 

Hyungwon comes over, “Okay, I chose a short one-minute song. When it finishes, it’s go-time.” You all nod, and Minhyuk and you start internally counting. You watch Kihyun hop onto Hyunwoo’s back first. Jooheon wraps his arms around Hoseok’s neck, and Hoseok catches him in his arms. At forty-five, Changkyun grabs Hyungwon around the middle, and Hyungwon wraps himself around him as you whisper out fifty. Minhyuk goes, “Ready?” You nod, and right after you’re situated, holding onto the bottle's label with Minhyuk’s arm wrapped around your legs. 

The song ends, and he starts sprinting. You gasp, not expecting his speed. He wasn’t kidding, and you all reached the bucket simultaneously. You let go of the label, having faith in Minhyuk, and grab a present. You put it against his back and feel him hold you tighter as he runs to the tape line. Looking back, you catch Hyungwon swatting at Kihyun to grab the present first. However, you see the steam engine speed once Jooheon has the present in between his chest and Hoseok’s leaf costume. You gasp, “Don’t look back, but we got company.” You nearly scream as you feel him throw you up a bit to readjust your position to run faster. He rasps, “Almost there!” When you hear Jooheon exclaim, “Throw me!” You gasp, “Please don’t throw me!” Minhyuk whispers, out of breath, “I wouldn’t dream of it.” And just as Jooheon is thrown to the tape. You cross the finish line just a hair faster than him. 

As Hoseok collapses onto the ground near Jooheon, Minhyuk sets you down, “You, okay?” You nod, “I’m good.” He grins, “We won.” You mirror him, “We did!” You throw your present down, and as you happily jump up and down together, Hyunwoo’s and Changkyun’s team cross the line. Hyungwon groans and points his finger at Kihyun, “You fucker, we were going to win!” Kihyun gasps as he hops down from Hyunwoo, pointing at him, “Me!? What about you!” You whisper, “You know when you point fingers, three points back at you.” He snickers, “Sore losers.” 

They continue, and Hoseok and Jooheon get up and wipe their jeans off before coming over, and they say in unison, “Good game?” You both nod, “Good game.” As the two losing teams duke it out over a game of cards, the four of you move into the hallway. “So, who’s going to tell them that the vampire and the ornament are the real losers?” They all shake their heads, and you look back at them, “Nah, let’s not ruin their fun.” You four tell them to have fun and not to kill each other. “Only if Hyungwon doesn’t tempt me any further.” You raise your eyebrows and gulp, “Yikes. Have fun with that! Don’t end up on the news!” Jooheon goes, “Want to ride with me, Hoseok?” Hoseok agrees quickly, and Minhyuk asks, “Do you have enough time to go out with me tonight?” You look at the clock to see it’s well past 2 am. “Where to?” He smiles, “To the park?” You nod, “I’d love to.” 

He walks you there, “So what’s your favorite color?” You shake your head, “(F/c), you?” He smiles, “Red.” You ask, “What do you think of pets?” “I’m more of a dog person, but cats are nice too.” You smile, “Good.” He goes, “What’s your favorite genre?” You smile and tell him, and he says, “I like a lot, but ballads are my favorite to sing to.” “You sing?” He nods, “It’s not as strong as my painting, but I love doing it.” And he goes, “What about you?” You shrug, “Sometimes.” 

You sit on the bench and ask, “Why did you like that game the best this year?” He smiles, “I got to hold you.” You blush and look down, “It was fun. I enjoyed you carrying me and winning.” You hum, thinking of the perfect question to ask him. When he says, “What if I told you I wanted to kiss you?” You look at him and signal to your candy cane costume, “In this?” He gestures to his champagne costume, “It wouldn’t be perfect, but it’d be our own.” You whisper as you lean closer, “You like to be unique, huh?” He grins, “Always.” And you whisper, “Kiss me.” And he does. 

He walks you to your apartment, and you tell him, “What do you say to Mary’s at seven tomorrow night?” He grins, “I’ll be there.” He leaves you with one last kiss, and you couldn’t have had a better night dressed as a candy cane.

--- Bonus ---

Hoseok calls you up, “A little birdie told me you were dating?” You blink, “Did Min say something?” He gasps, “You’re calling him Min, now? Oh, yeah, you’re in deep. I didn’t think when you met him, you’d fall for him.” You laugh, “What did you think I’d do?” He says, “Honestly, I don’t know. But that was different. But I like it.” “Thanks.” He asks, “When’s your next date with him?” “Tonight.” “Two dates in a row? Oh, he really likes you.” You smile, “I hope so, 'cause I really like him.”

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Daddy’s Fight For Love

Minhyuk's grip tightened on the steering wheel as he pulled up outside the club. The neon lights flashed, casting an eerie glow over the pavement. He could feel the tension building in his muscles, a familiar ache that signaled his growing irritation. His partner, Yuna, was inside, and so was he—the man who dared to look at her with more than just friendly interest.

"Stay here," Minhyuk ordered, his voice low and dangerous. Without waiting for a response, he slammed the car door shut and strode towards the entrance. The bouncer nodded at him, recognizing the fierce determination in his eyes. Minhyuk didn't need to speak; his presence alone demanded entry.

Inside, the bass pounded through the floor, vibrating against his chest. He scanned the crowd, his eyes narrowing when he spotted Yuna on the dance floor. She was laughing, her body swaying to the rhythm, completely unaware of the danger lurking nearby. But Minhyuk saw it all too clearly.

He watched as the other man, taller and broader than Minhyuk, moved closer to Yuna. His hand brushed against her waist, a possessive gesture that made Minhyuk's blood boil. Without thinking, he pushed through the crowd, shouldering people aside as he made his way to the dance floor.

"Yuna," he called out, his voice cutting through the music. She turned, her smile fading when she saw the fury etched across his face. "We're leaving."

"Minhyuk, what—"

"Now," he snapped, grabbing her wrist and pulling her away from the other man.

"Hey, take it easy," the man protested, stepping forward to block their path. Minhyuk shoved him back, his anger fueling his strength.

"Back off," Minhyuk growled, his eyes never leaving the man's face. "She's mine."

The man smirked, a challenge in his expression. "Is that so? I don't see a ring on her finger."

Minhyuk felt the rage consume him. He lunged forward, throwing a punch that connected with the man's jaw. The impact reverberated through his knuckles, but he barely felt it. All he knew was the need to protect what was his.

The fight erupted around them. Yuna screamed, trying to pull Minhyuk away, but he was beyond reason. Punches were thrown, bodies collided, and the crowd scattered, creating a circle around the two combatants.

"Stop it!" Yuna cried, tears streaming down her face. "Please, stop!"

But Minhyuk couldn't hear her. His world had narrowed to the man in front of him, the threat to everything he held dear. He landed another blow, watching with satisfaction as the man staggered back, blood trickling from his nose.

"Enough!" a voice boomed from behind them. Security had finally arrived, dragging the men apart. Minhyuk struggled against their hold, his chest heaving with each breath.

"Let me go," he demanded, his gaze locked on the man who still stood, albeit unsteadily. "I'm not done with you yet."

"Minhyuk, please," Yuna pleaded, reaching out to touch his arm. Her fingers were gentle, a stark contrast to the violence that had just unfolded. "Come home with me. Let's talk about this."

He hesitated, torn between his desire to finish what he had started and the desperate need to reassure Yuna. The security guards tightened their grip, urging him towards the exit.

"Fine," he muttered, allowing them to lead him away. But his eyes never left the man's, a silent promise of retribution hanging heavy in the air.

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