#To All the Boys I've Loved Before: P.S. I Still Love You

[db0xtae]

Winning the Breakup | Epilogue 1/2

- Minho (Xo Kitty) X Reader

ৎ୭ Summary : Y/N, a talented and athletic after an intense breakup, Y/N reluctantly agrees to fake date Minho, to make their exes jealous. What begins as a mutual arrangement soon turns complicated when their fake relationship starts to feel all too real. With humor, bickering, and tender moments, Minho and Y/N's journey proves that sometimes the best way to heal from heartbreak is to allow yourself to fall in love.

ৎ୭ Warnings : None

ৎ୭ WC : 1,129



ৎ୭ Previous Chapters : 14

ৎ୭ A/N : Hope you guys enjoy this is part one of the special chapters.

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Epilogue: A New Beginning

The cold breeze of early spring swept through the KISS campus as students filed into the building for the first day of the new semester. The sun was still low in the sky, casting a soft glow over the school grounds, signaling the start of a new chapter not just in their academic lives, but in the lives of Minho and Y/N.

The last few months had been a whirlwind. After their New Year’s Eve marathon—which turned into an unforgettable night of laughs, snacks, and stolen kisses—things had settled into a comfortable rhythm. They were no longer just a couple pretending for the sake of exes, nor were they two people fumbling through their feelings. No, they were together, fully, and it was as easy as breathing.

They were still Minho and Y/N, the two people who started off fake dating as a joke. But now, there was no joke. There was love. There was the shared morning coffee before classes, the late-night walks when everything felt like it was just the two of them in the world, and the sweet, unspoken understanding that no matter how chaotic life got, they had each other.

As Y/N stood in front of her dorm room, organizing her books for the day, her phone buzzed with a text from Minho.

Minho: “You ready for the first day back? Or are you still in denial that break is over?”

Y/N rolled her eyes fondly before typing a response.

Y/N: “Just getting my life together. Give me five minutes, I’ll be ready.”

She hit send and slipped her phone into her bag, giving herself a once-over in the mirror before grabbing her jacket and heading out the door.

When she arrived at the school’s main entrance, there was Minho, standing casually by a bench, hands in his pockets, waiting for her with that signature half-smile that always made her heart skip. It had only been a few months since they’d admitted their feelings, but it already felt like he’d always been in her life.

“Morning,” Y/N greeted, her voice warm with affection.

Minho’s eyes lit up as he stepped forward, his lips curling into a smile. “Morning, sleepyhead. Did you actually get some sleep last night, or were you busy planning for your next Netflix binge?”

Y/N laughed. “I slept for five hours, thank you very much.”

“Five hours? You’re lucky if I got that much,” Minho said dramatically, though his voice softened when he added, “but I guess I’d rather be here with you than anywhere else.”

Y/N smiled, her cheeks tinged with pink. It had been so easy to fall for him, and in a way, she couldn’t believe how much she had grown to rely on him. Their relationship had blossomed in the most natural of ways, with each of them supporting the other, helping each other grow, and loving each other fiercely.

As they walked through the campus toward their first class of the semester, they reminisced about the past few months.

“Can you believe it’s been almost four months since we started… all of this?” Y/N asked, gesturing between the two of them.

Minho smirked. “It’s been four months of ‘fake dating’ that turned into real dating, huh?”

Y/N playfully nudged him with her elbow. “You were the one who wanted to keep up the ‘fake dating’ act for the longest time.”

Minho raised his hands in surrender. “Hey, I wasn’t the one who couldn’t keep her hands off me. Who could blame me for going along with it?”

Y/N rolled her eyes, but the playful spark in her gaze gave away how much she enjoyed their back-and-forth banter. “You are so full of yourself, Minho.”

“Only when I’m talking about you,” he teased, leaning in just enough to steal a quick kiss on the cheek. “Besides, I think I’ve earned it.”

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” Y/N teased back, giving him a playful shove. “Now, are you ready for this semester?”

Minho grinned, slipping his hand into hers. “Ready as I’ll ever be. With you by my side, I can handle anything KISS throws our way.”

As they entered the classroom, they were greeted by their friends—Kitty, Dae, Q, Yuri, and the rest of the crew. There was an undeniable change in the air. It wasn’t just that Minho and Y/N were dating; it was that they were dating openly, confidently, and without hesitation. They didn’t need to hide anymore. No more awkward silences or secret glances. The friends had all gotten used to the idea, and more importantly, they had embraced it.

“You guys are officially the cutest couple ever,” Kitty said, flashing a teasing smile as she winked at Y/N.

“Seriously,” Dae chimed in, his voice low but playful. “I can’t believe you two managed to make it through all that fake dating nonsense and end up together. That’s a plot twist I didn’t see coming.”

Yuri just shook her head with a fond smile. “Honestly, I thought you’d both be too stubborn to admit it. But here we are.”

Q grinned from his seat. “If you two break up, I swear I’m going to call a drama writer and have you both star in a show about the ultimate love story. It’ll be legendary.”

Minho chuckled, his fingers still intertwined with Y/N’s as he sat beside her. “As long as there are no love triangles involved, I’m in.”

Y/N leaned into him, her gaze shifting to her friends as she spoke. “We’re not going anywhere, you know. We’ve been through a lot together already. If we can survive fake dating, we can handle anything.”

“True,” Yuri said, smiling gently. “You two are solid.”

The bell rang, signaling the start of class, and the group settled into their seats, but the atmosphere felt different. Lighter. There was a sense of comfort, of peace that came with knowing that Minho and Y/N were no longer pretending. They were real.

As the class progressed, Minho and Y/N exchanged small glances and secret smiles, their hearts light with the knowledge that they had something special. They weren’t just a couple of friends anymore, not pretending for the sake of others. They were them—two people who had found each other through chaos and confusion, and now they were navigating this thing called life together.

When the class ended, Minho and Y/N walked out together, hand in hand, ready for the semester ahead. There was so much to look forward to—more memories to make, more moments to share, and more love to give.

And as they stepped into the busy halls of KISS, they knew that whatever happened, they would face it together. Because the hardest part was already behind them.

The rest? It was just the beginning.

[yalnizligamahkumbirkiz]

Peter Kavinsky & Lara Jean Covey

[lateatnewyork]

SECRETS…? | 000

pairing: minho (xo kitty) x rich!reader

info: summer of soft launching.

fc: luv_jayne and other randoms

info: dae and kitty are together, set in season two except this was written before season two came out so bare with me.

korean in italics

part zero | part one

minhom

liked by theynln, quincyshebazian and 832,491 others she pushed me even after i gave her a kiss 😔 view comments

damimoon when am i going to get to meet her? ➥ minhom shes forcing me to bring her soon ➥ damimoon i already like her quincyshebazian dude do we not get to know ➥ quincyshebazian and why is yn ln in ur likes ➥ minhom our moms worked on set together kimdaeheon didnt even tell me? ➥ minhom cant have press finding out kittycovey finally someone to make u happy yuri where are you? ➥ minhom i was in vegas, tokyo now italy then bali ➥ yuri well that’s interesting minhofangirl WHAT NO lulu did we mean nothing to you ➥ minhom IT WAS ONE DATE

koreagossip

liked by yuri, theynln and 1,285,738 others YN LN, only daughter to the son of Korea’s most influential family and daughter of Phillipines most powerful heritages, joins Korean Independent School of Seoul. view comments

ynlover YN MY QUEEN user78 IM GONNA BE IN THE SAME COUNTRY AS YN LN user65 I LOVE YN

baddest eva: bruh did you see the caption they done listed my entire family line yurine: this is why i like that ur my best friend baddest eva: what yurine: ur more famous than me baddest eva: jugeullae? yurine: anyways, you and minho huh? baddest eva: i was gonna tell you but i was too busy yurine: busy doing what? making out baddest eva: maybe baddest eva: i think we might keep it quiet for now yurine: i get it but at least ur not gay baddest eva: LMAO ILY YURI baddest eva: but i gtg minho n i are flying to bali today

theynln

liked by minhom, baesuzy and 1,843,921 others catch me in vegas, catch me in tokyo… 🤠 view comments

yuri THIS IS WORSE THAN ME baesuzy can’t wait to see u in seoul ➥ theynln YAYAY user98 deep down shes just a girl ➥ theynln 💪 🎀 kimsohyun BRO LET ME IN ON THE SECRET?? seoinguk your parents are not gonna like this ➥ theynln shhhh dont be a snitch

“arent i so clever” i say to minho pointing at my phone, he grabs my phone then throws it onto the bed and pulls me close.

“you have this beautiful man right in front of you and you’re asking him if you’re clever?” his british accent is so thick and it raises goosebumps all over my arms.

“you’re so full of yourself” i smile and wrap my arms around your neck.

“what would you prefer i do?” i say gazing up at minho.

i see his adam’s apple bob and i can tell he's nervous, i gently scratch my nails at the back of his head and it’s like that triggers something, the next second his lips are connected to mine.

minhom

liked by damimoon, yuri and 839,374 others idk i might keep her, she takes pretty good pics view comments

yuri thank god you only have another five days ➥ minhom a lot can happen in five days quincyshebazian ok i know who it is ➥ minhom WHAT HOW kimdaeheon bro just tell me even Q knows now kittycovey WHEN CAN I MEET HER ➥ minhom how about never?

“minho dont be mean” i scold him when i read his comment to kitty.

“whatever you say,” he huffs.

theynln

liked by damimoon, parkboyoung and 938,599 others im thankful for my parents, my friends, my boyfriend and tinted windows view comments

yuri 🤮 ➥ theynln you’re just a hater seoinguk so your parents know now ➥ theynln thanks snitch madisonmiller BRUH U GUYS ARE SO CUTE ➥ theynln I CANT WAIT TO SEE U

teenvogue

liked by minhom, theynln and 1,739,777 others Photoshoot with YN LN before the semester starts. view comments

user87 um why is minho in the likes ➥ user91 cos theyre friends ?? ynlover SHES SO PRETTY BRO iluvyn in another life this could be me user12 how is she the same age as me

minho and i had separated the night before because there was no chance that we could be able to walk into school together.

baby 💗: hey when are you coming to school baddest eva: soon, i can’t find my shoes baby 💗: you might have left those here baddest eva: im gonna kms baby 💗: dont do that whos gonna give me kisses baddest eva: right how could i leave you, manchild baby 💗: i am not a manchild baddest eva: keep telling yourself that

after a couple of minutes, i find another pair to wear and head to school.

the second i reach im happy that yuri is already there waiting for me, with minho, a really energetic girl, and two guys.

“yuri!” i squeal and hug her tightly. “i’m so happy we convinced our parents to let me come to k.i.s.s”.

“me too” yuri sighs.

“let me introduce you to everyone; you know minho,” my hand stiffens as his strong familiar touch engulfs my hand, our eyes flit to each others and we pull apart as if we were burnt.

yuri clears her throat and goes on “thats dae,” i wave and give a small smile, “i heard you helped yuri a lot,”

dae smiles back and before i can say anything, the energetic girl bursts “i’m katherine song covey, kitty to my friends, yuri has told me so much about you!”.

i laugh as she wraps her arms around me and i look at minho scoffing; my gaze hardens for a split second and my smile returns when he drops his malicious face.

once kitty has stopped hugging me, yuri goes to introduce the last person but i cut her off “Q, i know we’re insta friends,”.

he smiles and gives me a quick hug, before we head inside.

kitty comes up beside me, “so you and minho?” i choke on my spit.

“what?” i ask clearing my throat.

“you guys are hiding your relationship” kitty says a little bit too loudly.

“lower your voice” i hiss at her. “how do you know?”

“well for starters, i saw your phone earlier, sorry, it had a picture of you with a guy, and then i see minho with a similar lock screen but this time you can't see the girls face but shes wearing the same thing as you,” she explains.

i groan, remembering when i told minho that matching lock screens were too obvious. before i can say anything else kitty speaks up, “don’t worry i won’t tell anyone”

i sigh in relief “thanks”

“we’re rooming together,” yuri comes up to kitty and i.

“you’re staying at school?” i repeat it twice remembering kitty cant speak korean.

“i convinced my parents, since you’re here,” yuri says.

“i guess this means you’re officially invited to the group chat” kitty says excited.

new follower ! ‘ iluvcatsnmybf ’

iluvcatsnmybf

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iluvdogsnmygf ur so cute ➥ xokitty give her a second shes giggling at her phone q_werty WHEN DID YURI AND MINHO HUG ➥ iluvcatsnmybf when they were arguing over who i love more ➥ iluvdogsnmygf obviously me ➥ imyurich i’ve known her since she burped after every meal dae_priv who was gonna tell me about yn and minho ➥ iluvcatsnmybf i thought minho told you ➥ iluvdogsnmygf i forgot

boba fiends

dae is my bae: does anyone know where kitty is baby 💗: no baddest eva: no q for quiche: where are both of you yurine: kicked me out of the dorm baddest eva: no i politely asked you to hang out with juliana kitkat: im safe guys baby 💗: great leave us alone now

“minho” i say lowly in a warning my eyes glaring down at him from my position in his lap.

baby 💗: please dae is my bae: did he just say please yurine: yn prolly made him baddest eva: anyway… movie night in the best dorm ever tonight?

“do we have to have a movie night with them?” minho complains.

“come on it’ll be fun,” i say “i’ll give you so many kisses,”.

i kiss the corner of his lips, then his cheek, then his nose. then finally i pulled back to stare at him and gasp when he grabs me and locks our lips together.

my hands instinctively run up his chest and delve into his hair.

we pull apart, needy for air; we’re about to go for a second kiss when there’s a knock at the door and the unmistakable voice of auntie jina.

my eyes widen, as i jump out of his lap and shove a shirtless minho into the bedroom and slam the door shut.

“yn hi im looking for yuri” auntie jina says as she steps in.

“shes not here right now, i can tell her youu came by though,” i say rubbing my sweaty palms.

“thank you,” jina says as she turns around to leave the room.

“and you can tell whatever boy is in the bedroom he can come out,”

my jaw drops and i start stuttering but shes already left.

a/n so rhis is definitely a series jusr patiently bare with me luv u guys

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#It's A Thing

[xokittydaily]

netflixfamily: seeing anna cathcart grow up has been wonderful ✨️🥹

[souljahwwitch]

THE BOYS, THE GIRLS, THEY ALL LIKE CARMEN! min ho x reader 𖦹 ׂ 𓈒🐇 ೀ

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒🐇 ೀ the reader is carmen.

WARNINGS: mentions of an eating disorder (reader), angsty, implied that reader is labeled prettiest girl in school (because ya’ll are <3) , fluffy, ooc min ho

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒🐇 ೀ this wasn’t supposed to happen, people weren’t supposed to know about your eating disorder. it was a curse enough that they gave you the stupid label “prettiest girl in the school”, you didn’t need more people bothering you—you didn’t need people knowing your deepest secrets because of a dumb page called ‘@kissgossips’ it was humiliating, people were whispering while you walked down the hall, looking at you with pity—and of course—admiration, how couldn’t they?

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒🐇 ೀ you felt your head spin as you hurriedly opened the door of the janitor’s closet, breathing heavily as you tried to collect yourself, you wanted to rip your hair out—who could find out, and why spread it?

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒🐇 ೀ you felt tears trickle down your cheeks as you sat on the washing machine, burying your face in your palms as you tried to collect yourself, and that’s when you heard the door open

“not you-“ you sniffled as you watched min ho open the door, approaching you softly like you’re a deer in headlights

“are you-“ he started and you quickly mumbled with a sarcastic smile “no.”

“yeah, stupid question.” he mumbled and you just nodded, not trusting your voice enough.

“you don’t have to hold it in. not with me.” he said, looking at you, his same cocky smirk you always knew, but kind eyes

“you’re not gonna let me live it down if i don’t.” you said, voice shaky as you slightly giggled

“this is different though.”

“how so?”

“you’re actually hurt.”

“yeah, well…you’ve seen it too, i assume?” you ask quietly and he nods, not saying anything—and at that you tried so hard not to seem weak, especially not in front of min ho, the person you hated…no- disliked the most.

you couldn’t hold it in as tear’s prickled in your eyes again, soon enough the tears were flowing quietly as you hiccuped, and he pulled you into him, stroking your hair

“you’re fine, angel. s’not your fault.” he whispered softly as your hands gripped his back

“why are you so-so nice all of the sudden?” you whimpered and he looked slightly surprised

“you annoy me, so fucking much—but i don’t hate you, i couldn’t hate you even if i tried to.”

short one! i just wanted to say, i struggled with anorexia—it was so hard mentally and physically, so if anyone needs someone to talk to about this, or any problem really, feel free to send me a message <3

[trvqvoiisee]

Between Us

Part 2- The Almost Moment

Part 1- A Glimpse of More

Later that night, they sat on the couch in Minho’s dorm room, a half-eaten pizza box between them. A cheesy rom-com played on the TV, but Y/N wasn’t paying attention.

Minho stretched, his arm brushing against hers. “Okay, real talk,” he said, turning to face her. “What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing,” she said too quickly.

He raised an eyebrow. “Y/N.”

She sighed, staring at her hands. “I just…I’ve been thinking about us. And how much you mean to me.”

Miho’s expression softened. “You mean everything to me too, Y/N/N.”

The words hung in the air, and for a moment, it felt like the world had stopped. He reached out, tucking that same stray strand of hair behind her ear.

“Is that all?” he asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Y/N’s breath caught. This was it—the moment she had been dreading and hoping for all at once.

Before she could answer, the door buzzed.

Minho sighed, pulling away. “It’s probably Maddison. I told her not to come over, but she doesn’t listen.”

Y/N forced a smile, her heart sinking. “You should get it.”

He hesitated, his eyes searching hers, as if he knew there was more she wanted to say. But in the end, he got up and opened the door.

And Y/N realized, as she watched Maddison walk in, that maybe this wasn’t their moment after all…

An: Thank you all for the likes I hope you like part 2 like comment or reblog if you want a part 3!!

[theclassymike]

Noah Centineo attends WWE on Netflix.

[lily-s-world]

I honestly need Netflix to go and do a movie about Margot Song Covey, not only to have all the sister stories but because Margot is THAT elder sister.

Lara Jean talks about missing her mom; Kitty about how she never got the chance to truly meet her; but Margot was the older one, the one that had to grow up quickly to take care of her sisters and her dad. I don't think she had the opportunity to truly mourn her.

We know she broke up with Josh and moved to the other side of the world, but why did she do that? Was to finally get the pressure of being head of the family of her? Or was it the first time she did something she wanted for herself??

Like, as an elder sister myself who had to grow up quickly, a romcom focused on her will be a gift.

[db0xtae]

Winning the Breakup | Epilogue end

- Minho (Xo Kitty) X Reader

♡ ︎Summary : Y/N, a talented and athletic after an intense breakup, Y/N reluctantly agrees to fake date Minho, to make their exes jealous. What begins as a mutual arrangement soon turns complicated when their fake relationship starts to feel all too real. With humor, bickering, and tender moments, Minho and Y/N's journey proves that sometimes the best way to heal from heartbreak is to allow yourself to fall in love.

♡ ︎Warning : None

♡ ︎WC : 2,265

♡ ︎Previous Chapters : 1/2

♡ ︎A/N : This is officially the last chapter of Winning the Breakup :( Tell me your thoughts on this story. What can I improve on, anything I could do differently. I am open to constructive criticism. Hope you guys enjoy!!!

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The gym was filled with the sharp sounds of sneakers squeaking against the polished wooden floors, the cheers from the bleachers, and the high-pitched whistle of the referee as the game reached its final moments. It was the championship match for KISS’s volleyball team, and Y/N was in the middle of it all, focused, determined, her heart beating in sync with the rhythm of the game.

The crowd was on their feet, the excitement palpable. It had been a long season, and Y/N had pushed herself through everything—late-night practices, tough workouts, and endless drills. But this game… this game was different. The stakes were higher. The championship was within their grasp, and she wasn’t about to let anything—or anyone—get in her way.

The ball came flying at her from the other side of the court, fast and sharp. She jumped to intercept it, her eyes locked on the target. For a split second, time seemed to slow as she made contact, sending the ball soaring toward the opposing team. But as she came down, her foot landed awkwardly, and a sharp pain shot through her ankle.

She gasped, her body teetering for a moment before she collapsed to the floor. The gymnasium fell silent, the cheers fading into a distant hum as everyone turned to see what had happened.

“Y/N!”

It was Minho’s voice, unmistakable, filled with panic. He was already off the bleachers and sprinting toward her before anyone else could react.

Y/N gritted her teeth, clutching her ankle as she tried to push herself up. But the pain was too much—her vision blurred for a moment, and she collapsed back onto the floor.

“Y/N!” Minho shouted again, reaching her side. His face was a mask of concern, his usual confident smile gone, replaced with worry. He knelt beside her, taking her hand gently. “What happened? Are you okay?”

“I—I’m fine,” Y/N winced, biting her lip as she tried to shift her weight, but the throbbing in her ankle was unbearable. “I just… I think I twisted it.”

Minho’s expression darkened, his brows furrowing. “You need to get checked out. I’m not letting you walk this off.”

“Minho, it’s fine,” she protested weakly, but the pain in her ankle spoke louder than any words she could muster.

Before she could argue further, the team’s coach and a few teammates had arrived, kneeling down beside her. “Y/N, don’t move. We’re going to get you to the sidelines,” the coach said, her voice firm but caring.

With Minho’s help, Y/N was carefully lifted and guided off the court, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as each step jostled her injured foot. Her mind raced, but all she could think about was the overwhelming pain in her ankle and the sting of disappointment that she wouldn’t be able to finish the game.

“You’ll be okay,” Minho said softly, his voice low and comforting. He stayed by her side, never letting go of her hand as they made their way to the sidelines.

The rest of the game seemed like a blur. The sounds of the match faded as Y/N’s focus remained on the injury. She could hear the crowd, but it felt distant—like she was in her own world.

Her teammates were doing their best to play without her, but Y/N couldn’t help but feel a sense of guilt. She had worked so hard for this moment. The championship… and now she was on the sidelines, injured, unable to help.

Minho stayed with her through the entire ordeal, refusing to leave her side. He offered comfort, making her laugh even when she felt like she might cry. The game was over, and although KISS’s volleyball team won, Y/N’s joy was overshadowed by the pain in her ankle.

Later that evening, after the game had ended, Minho drove Y/N to the hospital. The ride was quiet, aside from Y/N’s occasional wince and the soft hum of the car’s engine. Minho kept glancing at her, his face tense with concern.

“You don’t have to come with me, you know,” Y/N said after a while, her voice quiet. “I’ll be fine.”

Minho didn’t respond right away. Instead, he reached over and gently squeezed her hand. “I know. But I’m not leaving you alone, Y/N. You mean too much to me.”

Her heart skipped a beat at his words. It was the way he said it, so sure, so certain. She had known it for a while now—she had always known—but hearing him say it out loud, in this moment, made everything feel real.

When they arrived at the hospital, Y/N was quickly assessed by a doctor, who confirmed that she had sprained her ankle and would need to wear a walking boot for at least a few weeks. She also had to use crutches to help her get around, which, for someone as active as Y/N, felt like a huge blow.

The doctor gave her a prescription for pain relief, and after some paperwork, they were free to go.

Minho helped her into the car, being extra careful with her injured foot. As they drove back to campus, he kept his eyes on the road, but his mind was clearly on Y/N.

“You’re going to be okay,” Minho said again, his tone almost as if he was reassuring himself.

“I know,” she replied, her voice softer now, a little less defiant than usual. She knew Minho was trying to be strong for her, but she couldn’t deny that she was a little shaken. “I just feel like I let everyone down. I worked so hard for this season, and now I can’t even finish the championship game.”

Minho’s expression softened, and he gently placed his hand on hers, his thumb brushing over her knuckles. “You didn’t let anyone down, Y/N. You’re the heart of the team. You’ve given everything, and that’s what matters. Winning the game is important, but your health is more important. And besides, we all know you’ll be back in action in no time.”

Y/N smiled, grateful for his support. “You’re right. I just… I hate being stuck like this.”

Minho chuckled. “I’ll make sure to spoil you while you’re on crutches. You won’t have to lift a finger.”

Y/N laughed softly. “I think you’re already spoiling me enough as it is.”

Minho grinned, his eyes sparkling. “Good. Because that’s exactly what I plan on doing.”

As they arrived at Y/N’s dorm, Minho helped her out of the car and up to her room. She sat on the bed, and he made sure her foot was propped up properly with pillows before going to grab her crutches.

“You really don’t have to do all of this,” Y/N said, watching as Minho carefully adjusted her crutches, his focus entirely on making sure she was comfortable. “I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”

“I know you are,” Minho said, standing back to admire his work. “But I want to do this. Besides, I’d rather be here taking care of you than sitting on the sidelines.”

Y/N smiled up at him, feeling a rush of affection. “Thanks, Minho. I really appreciate it.”

Minho grinned back, his eyes softening. “Anything for you.”

The days following Y/N’s injury had been a whirlwind of doctors’ appointments, pain management, and trying to get used to navigating campus on crutches with a bulky walking boot on her foot. The first few days had been the toughest—feeling vulnerable and completely out of her element as she limped through the hallways of KISS, trying to keep up with her usual routine while dealing with the discomfort. But what made it bearable was the constant presence of Minho and the rest of her friends, who seemed to make it their personal mission to ensure she didn’t feel alone.

It had become a sort of unspoken routine, really. Minho was always there, waiting for her before class, walking alongside her with a protective arm around her waist, his presence as comforting as a warm blanket on a chilly day. He even carried her backpack, which, despite her protests, he insisted on doing.

“Minho, seriously,” Y/N would say, wincing as she tried to shift her weight on the crutches. “I can carry it myself.”

But Minho would just shoot her a mischievous smile, giving her a wink. “Yeah, sure, with one hand and a crutch? Not happening. Let me do this.”

Y/N had given up after the third day of him insisting, realizing that she might as well let him spoil her a little. After all, it wasn’t every day she had a personal assistant in the form of a cute, caring boyfriend.

The others chipped in too, of course. Kitty, always the optimist, would make sure that every class felt like a mini adventure. “I got your notes for you today, Y/N! And you can totally count on me to run to the vending machine and grab you some snacks. What flavor of chips are you craving?”

Y/N would laugh, her eyes brightening, her heart swelling with gratitude. “You’re a lifesaver, Kitty. Salt and vinegar, please.”

Dae, the ever-enthusiastic presence, would always find a way to make her laugh. He had a knack for getting under her skin, and even with her crutches, Y/N could never stay annoyed at him for long. “You know,” Dae would say with a grin, “you’re gonna be so fit after this. You’ll have biceps bigger than mine from all the crutching around!”

Q would snicker in response, but then reach out to offer her his hand whenever they were walking through busy hallways. “If you need help getting around, you just let me know. I know a shortcut to the cafe that will save you at least five minutes,” Q said, always practical and thoughtful.

And then, of course, there was Yuri, who despite her usual tough exterior, would soften whenever she saw Y/N struggling. “I’ll help you with your homework later, okay?” Yuri offered, her voice calm and caring. “I know you’re not going to ask for help, but I’m here if you need it.”

And Minho… Minho was always there, always hovering just a little bit closer, his concern palpable every time he saw her try to move too fast or push herself too hard. He’d always make sure she didn’t overexert herself, offering to fetch her anything she needed, from coffee to a blanket.

One afternoon, after a particularly exhausting day of classes, Minho walked with her to the bench outside, where they could sit in the sun for a while. The rest of the group had scattered to finish their assignments or hang out with other people, leaving Y/N and Minho alone for the moment.

Y/N lowered herself onto the bench with a relieved sigh, her crutches resting against the side. Minho sat next to her, his body angled so he could face her, his hand immediately reaching for hers.

“You doing okay?” Minho asked, his voice gentle, his gaze soft. There was a warmth in his eyes, a quiet care that made Y/N’s heart flutter.

“I’m fine,” she said, trying to smile, but the exhaustion was evident on her face. “Just… tired. I miss playing volleyball. I hate being stuck like this.”

Minho’s thumb gently stroked over her hand, his touch soothing. “I know. I hate seeing you like this, too. But hey, you’re going to be back on the court before you know it. In the meantime, I’ve got your back.” He paused, then added with a playful smirk, “Literally. I’m carrying everything for you.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, but there was affection in the gesture. “You’re ridiculous, you know that?”

Minho’s expression softened. “But I’m your ridiculous, right?” He grinned, his gaze shifting to the walking boot on her foot. “And, just so you know, I don’t mind being your crutch in more ways than one.”

Y/N laughed softly, her eyes twinkling despite her frustration. “You’re so corny, Minho. But… I guess it’s kind of sweet, huh?”

He leaned closer, his lips brushing the top of her hand, making her heart skip a beat. “I’m serious, Y/N. Whatever you need, I’m here.”

And she knew, in that moment, that Minho truly meant it. He had always been there, standing by her side through thick and thin. It wasn’t just about carrying her backpack or helping her navigate campus on crutches. It was about being her support, her safe place. No matter what came next—no matter how many hurdles she faced—he was there, ready to help her get through it.

Later that evening, as they sat together in the library studying for finals, Minho had a way of keeping her mind off her injury. Every so often, he’d tease her about her “ridiculous crutch muscles,” and it would make her laugh, breaking the tension that had built up in her chest.

It wasn’t just the big things that mattered, but these small moments too. Minho carrying her backpack, holding her hand, offering her help without being asked. And though she was still adjusting to her injury, Y/N realized that sometimes the best kind of support came in the form of laughter, love, and the little things that made the hard days a bit easier.

With Minho by her side—and her incredible friends cheering her on—she knew she’d get through this injury, stronger and more determined than ever. After all, she wasn’t in this alone. And with that thought, her heart swelled, knowing that no matter what, she had a team behind her.

And that was more than enough.

The End.

[yalnizligamahkumbirkiz]

💌💌💌💌💌

[flutter5hyy]

lara jean’s camera roll…

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[underoospeterparker]

today i saw a reel that said "my life is like lara jean before she dated peter kavinsky" and that sums me up perfectly

[reputayswift]

TO ALL THE BOYS I'VE LOVED BEFORE x ALL OF THE GIRLS YOU LOVED BEFORE

fake love out on the town crying in the bathroom for some dude whose name I cannot remember now secret jokes, all alone no one's home, sixteen & wild we're breaking up, making up leave without saying goodbye...

↳ happy birthday @declanwidow (insp) ✩⋆˙ ˖⁺‧₊˚

[serendipity-in-love]

To All the Boys: P.S. I Still Love You (2020)