#astro minhyuk scenarios

[leehestia]

“call me lover boy!” // hufflepuff!sanha x gryffindor!reader

pairing: hufflepuff!sanha x gryffindor!reader ft. mj who made a small irrelevant appearance lol

genre: hogwarts!au, fluff, humor, rivalry, angst(?)

warnings: lowercase intended, cheating (academic/sports), bets, pda, taking and sharing photos without consent

synopsis: y/n, a popular quidditch player, looses a bet with yoon sanha, and was conditioned to teach him how to properly play quidditch.

author notes: a tiny disclaimer, i'm not the hugest potter head so i don't really know about the school rules or whatever, but i just really liked the idea of hogwarts romance it's cute lol. i also wanted to try typing in lowercase bc why not 💀

author notes (2): sorry if it's really cringe 🧍‍♀️

…

“professor, you’ve got to be kidding!” you complain, as you try to catch up with your professor regarding your assignment for the care of magical creatures subject.

“well miss l/n, i’m not!” she laughs, before going into her office. you grunt, eyebrows furrowed.

you have one job. to take care of yoon sanha’s cat, while he had to take care of your owl. however, nothing can be trusted with that narcissistic ass.

…

“sanha, please. don’t mess this up. take very very goo-“

“good care of him, i know.” he groans.

“sanha i'm serious!"

"why can't you just trust me?" sanha pouts,

"because, remember the egg project during our 2nd year?" your arms crossed.

"but thats just an egg!"

"not only that project, the multiple papers i've entrusted to you for our projects all suddenly disappeared in your care!" you argue.

"what's happening here?" eunwoo, your senior butts in.

"eunwoo-hyung!" sanha's eyes lighten.

"sunbae!" you exclaim

you and sanha glare at each other.

"why are you two arguing?" eunwoo questions,

"because! this ass is so irresponsible!" "y/n says i'm too irresponsible!" you both say at the same time.

"what? explain one by one, please." eunwoo sighs.

"y/n-" "sanha has to take care of my owl but i really really really don't trust him!"

"yah!" sanha shouts, making you smirk.

"i have to say i'm on y/n's side here." moonbin, your other senior comes in as well.

"hey, don't take sides!" sanha grumbles.

"i think you guys should make a bet!" moonbin suggests, wrapping his arm over eunwoo's shoulder.

eunwoo tsks at moonbin, shaking his head.

"you're so obsessed with bets..." eunwoo sighs.

"yeah yeah, like you aren't too." moonbin laughs.

"what kind of bet?" sanha questions.

"sanha!" you push him, making him whine.

"why? i'm just interested!"

"how about, a bet where you guys take care of each others pet right? whoever gets the pet attached to them wins!" moonbin smiles.

"that isn't a good idea. you shouldn't tamper with the relationship of the student and their-"

"deal!" you and sanha cut off eunwoo.

moonbin laughs, looking at eunwoo's annoyed face.

...

It's been days, weeks, and eventually 3 months. and unfortunately,

"HAHAHAHA!" sanha cackled.

"you're kidding!" you groaned, watching your majestic owl flap it's wings on sanha's shoulder.

"i win y/n! now you gotta do what i want!" he giggled.

"you're literally 10, shut up." you said, walking towards him to take your owl.

it gladly went back to you, sanha pouted as it did.

"even if you see me as a 10 year old, a bet is a bet! 10 year olds can make bets you know!" sanha argued.

"fine. what do you want?"

"teach me how to play quidditch! i made a bet with rocky hyung who also totally sucks at quidditch." sanha smirked.

"you and your brothers must be extremely addicted to bets..." you sighed, sanha's eyebrows furrowing at the statement you made.

"that doesn't matter! just teach me how to play!" sanha stomped his feet, like a child.

"okay, okay..." you muttered, choking your attempt to not laugh.

"let's go!"

"right now?"

"yes, of course! the game's in 2 weeks!" sanha said, grabbing your hand.

...

"look, you know this is cheating, right? a student is not allowed to coach another student." you say, holding your broomstick tightly, another in your hand for sanha.

he nods his head.

"that's why, you must never, ever, ever, tell anyone... deal?"

"deal!" he said, bright smile plastered on his face.

a smile threatened to appear and break your poker face. you tried to stop yourself from smiling by handing the broomstick to the tall being. sanha gives a soft 'thank you', before taking it, with extra care.

"okay, so you know how to ride a broomstick at least, right? unless... you didn't listen during our first year." you looked at him, and he simply gave you a smile.

"you're kidding. hufflepuffs really suck at quidditch don't they?"

"not all hufflepuffs!"..... "well, i'll admit that 90% of us are horrible at the game, but at least we try!"

you laughed at his attempt to defend his house.

...

a week finally passes, another week left to go.

"y/n, i think i'll really really really beat you this time!" he says, determined.

"okay, lover boy."

"ew! what is that nickna-"

"i win." you said, pointing at the ball that was rapidly falling down.

"i- it's because you distracted me!" sanha said, blushing furiously.

"well, that's what minhyuk oppa will do during the game, is it not?" you laughed.

"yes..." sanha sighed, in defeat.

"okay, try again. this time don't be distracted, lover bo-"

"s-stop!!"

you simply laugh at his tomato face, until you throw the ball at sanha to start the game.

...

finally, a week has passed.

you sit down on one of the audience seats, waiting for sanha and rocky to appear.

"y/n!" someone calls from your left, making you look.

"oh my god! oppa!" you said, giddy, giving him a tight hug.

your long time crush, and senior, myungjun came. however, you've moved on from him a ling time ago since he has already graduated, and is working outside hogwarts. sanha was the only one who knew about your crush, accidentally after snooping in your diary for fun.

"i didn't know you'd be here, how come?" you asked him.

"eunwoo told me rocky and sanha would be having a small tournament. i wanted to watch the most horrible quidditch players i know play!" mj laughed.

you laughed with him, not noticing sanha floating in the air infront of you.

"uh... excuse me?" sanha looked at both of you with obvious jealousy.

"oh, sanha!" you said, walking towards him.

"y/n, it's about to start... i'm very nervous." he sighed.

"what do you want me to do about it?"

"it's kinda embarrassing..." he whispered.

"go on, i don't care."

"really?" he asked.

"mhm." you hummed in approval.

"call me lover boy." he said, in an extremely soft voice.

"what? come again?"

"call me lover boy!" he shouted, his iconic tomato face appearing.

"yah! not so loud!" you said, looking around, embarrassed, your seniors looking at the both of you weirdly.

awkward silence was filling the atmosphere, as your flustered self looked at sanha's red face.

"f-fine..." you grumbled.

anticipation filled sanha's heart, a smile slowly forming his face.

"good luck and do your best..." you said, "l-lover boy."

extremely blushed and flustered faces were plastered on both of you, until you suddenly kissed him on the cheek.

he looked at you, shocked, until a whistle blows along with the calls of his hyungs to start the game. he flies to start the game, leaving you.

...

the game finally ends, with rocky gaining the triumph.

you go down to visit sanha. who was currently sitting town.

"sanha, you okay?" you towered above him.

"yes? no... uh, i don't know?" he said, avoiding eye contact.

"god, i distracted you didn't i?" you frowned. "i shouldn't have kissed you..." you whined.

"oh no! i-it's totally fine..." he stuttered.

"b-but i admit, even though you were red and flustered like a tomato during the game, you still did great..." you complimented him.

"thanks..." he let out a shaky sigh, before standing up.

"ye-yeah?" you said, looking up at the tall figure that was now towering over you.

"y/n, these past few weeks, i've realized that you- you- you're-"

he paused, looking into your eyes.

"I THINK YOU'RE HOT AND I LIKE YOU!" he said, before running away screaming.

you blushed, hard. super hard. extremely hard. (Ayo?🤨)

"S-SANHA! WAIT UP!" you shouted before chasing after him.

...

you lost him. you couldn't find him, he's gone!

you asked everyone around if they'd seen him, unfortunately no one has.

"where did this dumb brick go?" you whispered to yourself, as you continued to look for him.

you arrived at the library, looking through every. single. isle.

you heard whispers coming from one of the isles, the whispers sounding like sanha's annoying voice which you liked so much.

you slowly walked to the isle, to find sanha with his hyung, jinjin.

"well you should've watched the game to see what happened!" sanha complained.

"so you just basically... ran away?" jinwoo teased him.

"yeah..."

"well, go back and find her you stupid boy!" jinjin scolded, pushing sanha to leave.

"o-okay..."

"i don't he'll be needing to find me." you popped out, smiling.

sanha froze when he saw you.

"come here sanha."

he looked at his hyung, scared.

"just go..." jinwoo rolled his eyes.

sanha walked to you, looking at your face to find any anger or any negative emotions in your expressions.

"why'd you run away?" you asked him.

"i... i just didn't want to be rejected."

"rejected? you didn't even get to hear my response!" you whispered in an annoyed tone.

"it's because, i realized that it was the extremely worst timing since m-hyung came back..." he pouted.

"yah! i'm totally totally over him!" you said, making sanha feel relieved.

"why would i kiss your cheek if i didn't like you?" you mumbled.

"y-you like me?" sanha's eyes widened.

"yes, for a while now... most of the time i just act annoyed with you because of the task, but i promise you, i'm actually super duper in love with you." you explained.

sanha was flabbergasted, he didn't know what to say. at all.

"oh... okay." he breathed.

"so?"

"oh... okay." he said once again, making you laugh.

you looked into his eyes, before going on your tiptoes, grabbing sanha's nape to make him bend down more.

you connect your lips with his, for a short second, before pulling away.

"oh." said sanha.

"is oh your favorite word now?" you giggled, still on your tiptoes, arms wrapped around his shoulder.

"i... i don't know." he smiled, before kissing you again.

*click*

you broke the kiss to see where that noise came from, only to see jinwoo taking photos with his phone.

"s-sunbae!"

...

End lol

...

Lil extra story in the gc:

dongwoo: look what me and minhyuk saw todayㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

dongwoo: *photo of you kissing sanha on the cheek*

jinjin: that can't compare to what i saw at the library today 🤮

bin: why? what is it?

dongwoo: you should've went to the game bin!

jinjin: *photo of y'all kissing LMFAOO*

bin: NO WAY

locky: wow sanha got the real win right there ㅋㅋㅋ

mj: replied to eunwoo; i literally saw that in front of my face, please. 😭

mj: replied to jinjin; wow our maknae has finally grown!

sanha: yah! why are you taking pics of me an y/n now :(

bin: of course, we're happy to see our maknae grow ㅋㅋㅋ

sanha: once y/n finds out about this, you're all dead meat.

dongwoo: please, i raised her.

[multiphandomunnies]

Misc. groups

After school

Reactions

How they are with first gf

Nana

Gf! Nana

Astro

Rocky

Long night

Clc

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Fem! Crush coming out

4 minute

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S.o is a scorpio

Kard

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Soulmate au

Highlight

Yoseop

Jealousy is poison

Vixx

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S.o using chopsticks for the first time

Winner

Scenarios

Jealous winner

Mino

Not enough?

2ne1

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S.o is a Scorpio

S.o is a leo

Nine percent

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Making s.o feel better

They pass out during practice and you find out

Stood up by crush

Cai Xukun

Let’s meet in the garden

Sonamoo

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Gf kisses them first

Hearing their s.o’s morning voice

Crush has the same patronus as them

Cuddling with their s.o for the first time

d.ana

girlfriend d.ana

A.C.E

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S.o is clumsy

Bf wearing feminine clothes

S.o falls asleep on their lap

Matilda

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S.o shows up at fan meet

B1A4

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Gf bites their neck

Crush lays their head on their lap

Scenarios

How B1A4 would kiss

How they are on dates

Gugudan

Sejeong

Newly weds

BTOB

Minhyuk

Bf! Minhyuk

Ilhoon

Almost family

Weki Meki

Doyeon

Gf! Doyeon

Sei

Single mom Au

Itzy

Reactions

Bf throwing them over their shoulder

AOA

Jimin

Soulmate au

Wjsn

Exy

Pottery

Madly in love

Bona

Gf! Bona

Big bang

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S.o has a different religion

Scenarios

As types of jealous

Imagines

Loving boyfriend

[violetmarkings]

Reaction to thigh riding - Rocky (Astro)

Rocky:

Slightly startled at the beginning, a quick blush covering his face as he's surprised by your daring action. Soon the shy blush fades away only to be replaced with hooded eyes, focused smile and sweet words of praise and encouragement falling down his lips, whispering. He's likely to hold himself from helping you to create traction, placing his palms on your shoulders and then gently caressing your arms. At certain point he becomes as horny as you are and suggests to finish it up properly and he will moan when you say no. He starts to beg and probably now uses his arms to help you finish yourself on his thigh, hoping afterwards you're allowing him to release his tension.

Bonus:

Admin Kleo

[kpop-driftwood-scenarios]

All Night

there’s not a lot going on in this scenario but hopefully its still enjoyable??

Astro

Rocky x Reader

Fluff

Word Count: 738

Scenario

[Admin Kae]

It was almost the end of the late-night rush at your job; the last few customers were now in the process of cashing out. You looked over at your fellow co-worker and gave them a celebratory thumbs-up before heading to the lobby to get a headstart on cleaning in hopes to shorten your closing time. You came across a vast puddle of pop that was dropped there just a few minutes ago. A small sigh slipped from your lips at the sight, but you know how it happened, so you decided to forgive the culprit. You quickly grabbed a mop and bucket from the back to clean up the mess, and later, the rest of the lobby floor.

Cleaning went by surprisingly quickly, although it was still tedious, making your legs feel slightly heavy. Everything came to a close; your workspace was now looking better than ever and ready for the next day. You walked outside with your co-workers, said your goodbyes, and headed home.

You were just walking up the steps to your apartment when you felt your phone vibrating in your back pocket. You quickly unlocked the door and headed inside before answer the phone.

“Hello?”

“____, are you just getting off?”

“Oh, Minhyuk! Yea, I’m already home.”  You weren’t expecting a call from your boyfriend, Minhyuk. Especially not at this hour. “Are you at practice right now?”

“No, we just finished up at music bank and are on our way back to the dorms.”

You grabbed an ice cream bar from the freezer and started walking toward your room. “Oh yeah? How are you and the others?”

“Ready-to-be-home for the most part. Sanha is next to me knocked out.” You could hear a small chuckled in his voice, making you laugh as well.

“Well at least you guys can get some rest,” you said. You arrived at your bed, turned around, and immediately fell back on your bed. A light grunt left your lips as you made contact with sheets.

“Ha, what was that? Did something happen today?”

A content sigh escaped your lips as you comfortably settled into your blanket. “Um, not really,” you thought back on your day. “I had to clean up a huge spill today, but for some reason, I wasn't as annoyed today. I don't quite remember why...”

“That doesn't sound like the _____ I know. You seem to get into a fit with customers easily.” You could hear him laughing through the phone.

“I do not! I hardly ever get irritated!” Minhyuk lightly scoffed”

“Oh! I remember now. This kid got separated from his parents a while ago. Poor baby was holding a cup of pop when he started freaking out and ended up dropping it out of confusion.”

“So what did you do?”

You continued, “Well luckily, his parents weren’t that far, so I was able to easily comfort him and find his parents. I think i gave him a little treat for being brave while we searched for his parents.”

“Aww, so that's why you were so chill about the spill.”

“Whatever,” you grumbled.

By this time, your ice cream bar was now forever lost in your belly. It was much later in the night; you were fully committed to your comfy bed, and Minhyuk was chilling on the couch in the dorm’s living room. You guys continued talking about your day. Minhyuk told you about how he was able to improve his rapping during rehearsals, showing his results during the performance.

“I bet you did so amazing. I probably wouldn't be able to handle your stage presence.” Which was probably true, you really enjoyed watching Minhyuk on stage performing.

He, in turn, asked how work was and what you did in the earlier part of the day. Despite it being like every other day, you listed off the events of your day like a timeline. The more you guys talked, the heavy your eyes began to feel.

“So what are you doing right now?” You gave no response. “_____?”

This time, the only response Minhyuk got was the faint noise of your steady breathing. You fell asleep. Minhyuk smirked to himself as he got up from the couch and headed toward his shared room. Now he was the one getting settled among his blankets and sheets. Minhyuk was about to drift off into his own sleep before whispering into his phone and hanging up.

“Goodnight, _____.”

[dong-hyucks]

dating rocky. | astro

⇴  admin. cj ⇴  masterlists. ⇴  dating series masterlist. 

oH mY GOD

i love park minhyuk, so imma just jump right iN (don’t mINd iF i DO)

so, you guys have known each other f o r e v e r, like, it’s unreal,,, you guys are Ultimate Best Friends™ a.k.a you’ve been together since birth. the amount of weird faces, sounds, and overall oddities cannot be put numbered on a list.

this boy has always been by your side, whether it was you trying out for some sports team, or when your parents were having a fight, he was there.

when you two were kids you would have the cutest nicknames for one another. “minnie! stop knocking down my sand castles!” “no can do, dumplin’, you look funny when you’re mad!” 

okay, so, dumplin’ came from a sweet time when you two were together.

one night, your parents had decided to go out, and they also decided that they didn’t need babysitters this time ... so whoop-de-doo for you guys.

babysitters highkey sucked

and just like that, the rest of the night commenced. 

you and minhyuk played around in the waiting area, while your parents tried to get you both to settle down (it didn’t work). 

apparently you could knock people over when you played tag in a crowded place???? who knew??

anywho, when your families were seated, you guys bounced up and down, talking about insook and myungjun and how they had kissed on the playground earlier that day. 

on the lips

it was all the rave. 

but, minhyuk, he was being really weird. he kept looking at you with pink shade dusted across his cheeks. luckily the lights were dim, so you didn’t notice. 

he kept losing himself in your eyes.

though he was only eight years old, he felt like he’d been in love with you for centuries. he could stare at you all night ... even when you scarfed down your ���제비 like you hadn’t had food in years ... even then

수제비 is a Korean dish with chicken and potato dumplings, so, as minhyuk watching you eat it rapidly, he thought the nickname dumplin’ was fitting

from then on, that’s what he called you.

you on the other hand, liked to sWitCH things uP

if you were annoyed, you called him minnie, because it angered him even more. he hated that name with a passion, and you knew it

if you were feeling down, you’d call him hyuk or minhyuk. when you called him one of those two (or even both), he would know something was up. 

maybe it was an injury from a activity, a bad grade on a test, or maybe even a fight at home. he was there to comfort you. like always.

most of the time though, you called him rocky 

you guys knew that was coming

you came up with that name when the two of you were playing outside in the snow one winter, and he slipped and fell, chipping his tooth on a rock.

all the way to the emergency dentist he cried. he wailed and sobbed about how this would ruin his look forever, and how he would never grow up to be a famous chef because he “couldn’t taste right with a tooth missing”

and, the whole car drive, you hugged him close. you told him that a chef didn’t need a full set of teeth to taste. just a tongue and a mouth.

eventually, he stopped, and was taken to the back of the office, where his mother was not allowed ... but you were. 

through the procedure, he had one hand hanging down, and you tucked it in between both of yours. although he was on laughing gas, when you saw his brow wrinkle, his free hand would squeeze yours and you would return the favor.

when the doctors and the dentists had fixed his face and his mouth, he was a bit loopy.

“(Name), we have to goooo!” “Go where, Hyuk?” “I have—I have a shooting at twelve” “Are they shooting you for Food Network???”

“yES. finally someone understands.” “i know minhyuk, i’m the greatest.”

“marry me, dumplin’?”

“not yet, rocky. not yet.”

on the way back to his house, he fell asleep. you weren’t exactly sure when, or on what street, but your shoulder suddenly got a lot heavier. you looked over and saw minhyuk’s dark head of hair tilted onto its side

you also felt his drool

protecc this boy

please

through your childhood, you and park minhyuk had been best friends, who promised that they would never leave each other. 

you just wished that those promises weren’t broken ...

in high school, the two of you grew apart. minhyuk was cast in a drama with some of his other, new friends,,,,, and you were just,,,, forgotten ...

minhyuk never picked up your calls, and he never returned you texts,,,, you had become a blip in his huge timeline,,,, a speck of dust on the glass that he was staring through. 

and then, he started to fade. he started to fade from your life, from your vision,,, from your memory. his face started to blur, like watercolors on a canvas. his voice began to crackle and turn into static. 

the last time you heard of his presence was at your art show, where you premiered some of your pieces. they were being auctioned off, and minhyuk’s mother had one of the highest bids. 

she got the painting, but, minhyuk was elsewhere. you searched for him all night. 

you couldn’t find him

it was a sign

soon, he was gone. just like that, a lifelong friend had disappeared. and you were almost sure he wasn’t coming back. you tried to stop thinking about him. you tried really hard. but, there was always that little bit of optimist in you.

she missed his smile every day. she missed “dumplin’”

the optimist missed him.

then again. the real you wasn’t an optimist. you knew he wasn’t coming back, and even if he did, he probably wouldn’t recognize you. you’d sort of,,, let yourself go ...

your twinkling, child-like grin began to slip away, and a mature scowl took its place. minhyuk definitely wouldn’t have known you if you’d of slapped him right smack in the face. he wouldn’t be able to guess that a smile as beautiful as yours could just disappear.

then, you sunk. into a ... shell, as some people would call it. you became somewhat of a hermit. spending nights alone in your room—only coming out for dinner. it was unhealthy, sure, but to you, it was a way to cope. 

you kept to yourself at school, not wanting to be a bother, and mostly stayed in with teachers during lunch and p.e.

it was sad to watch—you even started growing apart from your parents. they tried to get you to open up, but you had thrown yourself in a cage. but, it was your own doing, and you didn’t want it to be unlocked.

this only made clear that there are many stages of grief.

but, little by little, you became your old self again. the process was long, but one morning, you woke up at three o’clock for an unknown reason. and, knowing that you weren’t going to get any more sleep, you went into the bathroom to shower and get dressed.

you looked out the window and sitting right on the tree branch outside was a plump robin building its nest. it paid you no mind, but the more diligent work it put into the construction, the bigger the grin grew on your face.

and that’s when it hit you

—you smiled. 

rushing over to the mirror, you stared at your reflection with an excited beam on your face. your recovery started with a smile. it all started with a smile.

after your shower, you raced down the stairs and turned on the “hot debut” stage you recorded last night. you figured some music would help you start your day off right.

a well proportioned face appeared on the tv screen and you looked to the right corner to see who the group was.

“astro?” you murmured, “cute.” you continued watching, but one boy really stood out to you. he looked extremely familiar. a childhood friend, or something like that. when he began to rap, you looked to the bottom left corner, to see what his name was.

it came flooding back so fast that your head began to pound. could it be, that you knew an idol?

“rocky—park minhyuk,” you whispered, “that’s right. he was the one who left. after all these years—he remembered.” 

the when their first album came out, you bought it without hesitation. your only wish was to secure a spot and be able to get into a fansign. you needed to see him.

and, a few weeks later, there you were. waiting in line to be one of the first people to meet astro. saying you were ecstatic would be an extreme understatement. 

with a great big grin on your face, you stepped up to meet sanha. he flashed you a bright beam and took your hands in his. the two of you talked about music and dance and how much you both enjoyed being there.

what a cutie

you moseyed along, talking with mj next, eunwoo second, then moonbin and jinjin, then finally—you stopped in front of rocky. you tried your best to keep from letting your tears fall.

“i’m surprised,” you laughed, sniffling a bit, “i thought you wanted to be a chef?” he looked to you and his eyes widened. “but, you always have been a good dancer, rocky.”

“[Y/N],” he breathed, voice wavering, “wow. i’ve missed you so much.” you nodded, not trusting your mouth to speak the right words. instead, you squeezed his hand tightly. he bit his lip to keep from crying, and you did the same. 

even though the salty rivulets would come eventually

“well, we don’t have enough time now, but later—would you like to, oh i don’t know, maybe get an ice cream with me?” his hesitant question blew you away, but you agreed nevertheless.

and, your recovery furthered. just like that robin, you were building a relationship again. this time, though, it would be stronger.

this time, it would last.

you were sure.

and, little did you know, you were right. woo woo !!

after a few months of sporadic (but frequent) “dates,” the two of you finally started dating. it was like a dream come true, and that beautiful smile of yours was seemingly infinite whenever minhyuk was around.

your favorite place to go with him was the ice cream parlor near your school. it was peaceful, and it served really good craft sodas. cherry, orange, lemon, lime, blue raspberry, and grape.

you also liked going to the movies with him and the other boys. minhyuk always wanted to go see action movies, but every once in awhile, he would give in and see a horror movie with you.

he made you promise that you would protect him after. minnie is precious i love him so much but he would never admit it in front of the boys.

minhyuk didn’t really get jealous, but when you were chatting it up with moonbin or sanha was teaching you a new dance move, he did get a bit riled up.

“minnie,” you giggled, teasing him, “you’ll always be my bias. i promise.” his bottom lip got a little smaller, and he snaked an arm around you. “i know, [Y/N]. i just wanted to hear you say it.”

sometimes he’s a cheeky little shit

but loving him is a given.

with cuddling, minhyuk is shy. he’s quiet and doesn’t really do a lot of pda. but, when you guys are hanging around the dorms alone, he’s all over you.

his favorite way to hug you is from behind.

he really likes resting his chin on your shoulder. (and let’s be honest here, so do you.)

but his all time favorite thing to do is sit with you on the couch. his head’s in your lap, and your fingers are carding through his naturally tousled hair. and, a laugh bubbles from your lips as the two of you watch a cheesy rom-com.

some people might call it wasted time, but minhyuk calls it time well spent. then again, he calls any time spent with you well spent. someone please call a funeral service bc i am deceased (and jade you sent me that video and i will never forgive you. MINHYUK IS A PRECIOUS BABY,,, but i digress)

when the two of you fight, it’s normally harmless. but, you do get really worried when he’s in danger of overworking himself.

if there’s a new comeback, you make sure he gets to the dorm and goes to sleep, even if that means going back with him. sometimes, he gets annoyed with the hovering.

“you’re not my mother! stop babying me, [Y/N]!!” his exclamations make you halt, and you purse your lips while scowling. “park minhyuk,” you utter, your voice steely and cold, “i’m not trying to be your mother. i’m trying to make sure you’re well and healthy,”

you continue, “arohas will love you no matter what. but, they won’t love it if you overwork yourself and end up getting hurt. so, if you can’t think of me as a reason to respect your well-being, then think of your fans—think of yourself.” 

this is where the tears fall. still keeping your head high, you begin to feel the liquid pooling and pricking at the back of your eyes.

he turns his gaze to the floor, and walks over to you. “i’m sorry,” he mutters. you shake your head, and pull him into you. 

the hug is pure and chock full of tenderness. though you would much rather see him resting in his bed—him resting in your arms is just as good. you smile into his shoulder.

he backs away, and cups your cheeks in his calloused hands. he leans into you and presses a delicate kiss on your lips.

and, when the two of you break apart, you gaze into his eyes. and, that’s when you see it. the days, the months, the years that the both of you had known each other. it amazed you—you didn’t know that an entire timeline could be visible in one person’s eyes.

you convinced him to go back to the dorms, but he convinced you to stay the night. you guys talked the night away, and eventually the two of you fell asleep.

your head was settled on his chest, while the steady beat of his heart guided you to a peaceful slumber. minhyuk stayed awake for a little while, admiring your slackened features, and soaking in all the quiet minutes that would one day be forever.

you and minhyuk loved each other, it was as simple as that. neither of you felt burdened, because love wasn’t work. it wasn’t a job that had requirements and tasks. it was a pure feeling—one that couldn’t be replaced by anything else. 

minhyuk wished he could gift you the entire galaxy, but for now, all he could give you was his love

—not that you were complaining ... 

[babyseungmin]

what pet names they call you - astro

warnings: slight hinted intimacy, nothing graphic/descriptive!

a/n: please enjoy! feel free to request stuff if you have any ideas for me! rest of the members below the cut!

mj

silly nicknames alert!!! he’s gonna call you every nickname he can think of, especially ones based on your name or ones based on inside jokes. he’s very sweet and teasing with it too. he’ll call you cutie, sweetie, short stuff, sunshine - i could go on. and so could he! all day in fact. the only way to stop him? a kiss of course!

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jinjin

ok he’s such a charmer and everything about jinjin screams domestic and fluffy. he definitely calls you babe or honey and he does it often!! he is so in love and he wants to make it everyone’s problem!! especially uses these nicknames if he’s comforting you or if you’re pillowtalking at the end of the day <3

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eunwoo

he strikes me as the classic nicknames type. babe, baby, and sweetheart are his go-tos. he doesn’t say them constantly for fear of overusing them but he really likes calling you by those sweet names. he sees using terms of endearment as a special thing. he will definitely use them a lot more if he’s missing you while on tour or if he’s busy with work and just needs to talk to you over the phone </3

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moonbin

he uses baby like it’s your first name. “baby, come see this” and “hey baby good to see you” and other such phrases grace your ears daily. he’ll call you baby in front of anyone, especially his friends and fellow members. he’s not shy by any means. if you guys are alone? he’s whispering baby in your ear. goodness gracious y’all this man-

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rocky

definitely calls you baby or ‘pretty.’ i think he’s a bit of a wild card. he can be really really shy sometimes, but sometimes he gets into a confident mood. either way, he turns bright red as soon as he uses a nickname with you and he gets that cute shy smile on his face. you know the one. he captions all his insta pictures with you with something like ‘my better half’ or something cheesy and sweet like that too :)

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sanha

honestly i feel like sanha is a little shy to call you something like babe or sweetheart or romantic terms of endearment like that so he probably calls you by a nickname! he’ll just shorten your name or make it cuter somehow for the most part. i do think he’d pepper in the occasional ‘baby’ when he’s in a sweet mood, but i think he’s just a little shy and inexperienced when it comes to relationships :’)

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hope you enjoyed! please feel free to request other imagines!

[blu-joons]

HUSBAND ASTRO A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Park Minhyuk

A ⇴ AFFECTION

It doesn’t matter where or when, if Minhyuk wants to be affectionate with you, he absolutely will. Minhyuk just loves to be around you, especially enjoying it if you’re responsive back to him and wrapping your arms around him.

B ⇴ BOYS

In no time at all the boys found themselves enjoying your company, not only because they could see how happy Minhyuk was around you, but also because they liked you, just for you. Your personality was one that the boys warmed to almost straight away, meaning that you became comfortable around them quickly too.

C ⇴ COMFORT

He tried his best always to cheer you up whenever you needed comforting. Minhyuk held you all the time, but it was his words that touched you the most, to begin he would be reassuring and kind, but as your tears seemed to stop falling, he would come out with a couple of jokes to try and make you smile again.

D ⇴ DOMESTICATED

The two of you have a pretty good routine when it comes to being domesticated around the house. You’re both organised and have your own ways of doing things, and so the list of job tends to get split down the middle, with you doing the jobs you like, and Minhyuk the same. He tends to be the one in control of things around the kitchen, whilst you find yourself doing more of the jobs around the bathroom.

E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT

Getting engaged to you was a huge deal to Minhyuk, he wanted to wait until the moment was absolutely perfect. The need for perfection was why he had plenty of near misses when it came to proposing to you, quite a few times he headed out with you and carried the ring in his back pocket in the hope that the right moment would present itself, only to not quite find it on the adventure, and wait for the next.

F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING

Minhyuk’s favourite thing about being with you was how much he found himself laughing around you. The two of you were a great team together, you both just knew each other’s senses of humour perfectly to be able to tickle each other often with stupid jokes and pranks. Everyone loved you both as a couple because the dynamic that you had together often left those around you both laughing with you too.

G ⇴ GOING OUT

Neither of you mind going out at all, especially when your friends have organised something. It’s very rare for you both to say no to something, being able to spend time with your friends it sometimes rare with how busy you are too, and so you’ll try your best to attend everything that gets organised.

H ⇴ HONEYMOON

The biggest thing for the both of you when it came to arranging your honeymoon was that you wanted to adventure and explore. It was the one thing that had always been missing whenever you travelled abroad, so now without tour in the way, you were keen to properly get out and see the world together.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Nothing felt like it showed you how he felt for Minhyuk other than through kind gestures being sent your way. He loved to prove it to you especially by buying your favourite things and showing you that he listened and paid attention by coming home with plenty of treats which he knew that you would adore.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Whenever someone made him jealous, there would be a passion in Minhyuk that you never saw anywhere else. He hated someone trying to wind him up, especially if that someone knew that the two of you were married too and decided to try something on with you. He wasn’t afraid to protect you if someone overstepped the mark, refusing to let anyone even try and drive any sort of wedge between you.

K ⇴ KIDS

The two of you both knew that having kids was something that you wanted, it was just a case of finding the right time. There was zero rush for either of you, you both had plenty that you wanted to achieve before you thought about having a family, but once you’d done it, you knew a family was what you wanted.

L ⇴ LAZY DAYS

On your lazy days, the two of you love to cook together, often making meals that you wouldn’t be allowed to eat on a typical working day. You both love lazily moving around the kitchen, often with music playing in the background too to keep you both occupied. Minhyuk definitely likes to take control, using you as his sous chef to help him get all of the ingredients for whatever you were making ready.

M ⇴ MORNINGS

Most mornings Minhyuk liked to cook breakfast, not only so that he could make sure that he ate a good meal before heading to work for the day, but also so that you could do too. He tried to cook before you came down most of the time so that he could surprise you with breakfast ready and waiting for you.

N ⇴ NIGHTS

Getting Minhyuk to rest at night was usually your biggest challenge, he was full of energy quite a lot of the time and ready to tell you about his day, but you knew deep down that rest was exactly what he needed.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Minhyuk was obsessed with your personality, he just loved to spend time with you as often as he possibly could. He never tired of your company and missed you a lot of the time when you weren’t around too.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Minhyuk were the ones when the two of you could just close out from the outside world together and be all by yourselves. Minhyuk loved the quiet that came with just being with you, he loved to laugh and mess around with you as if no one else in the world even existed.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

If you seemed to be even just a little bit off, Minhyuk would ask you what was wrong, being able to pick up on any little switches in your mood straight away having spent so many years learning about your habits.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

At your wedding, Minhyuk decided to organise a dance between the guests as a surprise to you, with him at the front taking control. He had sent a video out to everyone a few weeks prior to learn the steps, making sure that no one let on to you so that he could give you the ultimate surprise at your wedding.

S ⇴ SILENCE

You both were guilty of enjoying quiet from time to time, you never minded too much if there was silence between you both. You knew that the other was there if you wanted to talk, and if you did, you’d always wait until the other had a pause in what they were doing so that you could pay full attention to each other.

T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS

Minhyuk’s biggest tip for making things work with you was to try and always have fun. You both tried to take a positive outlook on everything and make the most of every moment, even some of the dodgy ones.

U ⇴ UPSET

He hated seeing you upset, Minhyuk would refuse to leave your side until he got to see you smiling back across at him again.

V ⇴ VISITS

Quite often Minhyuk liked to visit you at work, mainly so that he could make sure that you were looking after yourself. If you weren’t, then a meal cooked by Minhyuk would be delivered to you straight away.

W ⇴ WISH LIST

There was nothing else that Minhyuk felt like he needed to wish for, everything that he had in his life already seemed like perfection.

X ⇴ XXXX

Whenever he had the chance to kiss you, Minhyuk definitely took it. His kisses often varied, if he was in a rush then they would be quick, but if he had a bit more time, he’d let you know just how much he loved you.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his number one, you were by far Minhyuk’s biggest priority in life.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Cuddling up to you was important to Minhyuk at night, he loved to do it and feel you tuck in nice and securely to his side, a comfort which always helped him to fall asleep a little bit easier every single night.

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Masterlist

[parkjess]

Hi dear! Can I request for a fluff where optional bias constantly pouting and touching his lips in front of you on purpose to hint you to kiss his lips, but you're being oblivious so he starts to whine, and when you finally get his hint you shower him with kisses? Thank you so much!

Note: I have to apologize. I sincerely don’t know when this was requested and I just found it in my inbox. So sorry!🙏🏻

Thank you for requesting♥️

Pure fluff

His favorite meal// optional bias

“Hey... baby...cooking dinner? ” your boyfriend who just got out of the shower approaches you with a back hug as you stir the noodles in the boiling pot carefully. He places a kiss behind your ear and a smaller one between your shoulder and neck, which made you shiver a bit and giggle.

-“Stop, baby~ it’s hot, we might hurt ourselves.” You point at the pot and close it with its lid. His wet hair leaves some water drops on your plain T-shirt, not that you minded.

He leaves your waist and leans on the counter, staring at you like the usual tease he is, a smirk spreads on his face, teeth exposed. -“What?” You ask him, glancing at your handsome boyfriend just for a second, barely notice he wasn’t wearing anything but a robe on. “Can’t I just look at my beautiful girlfriend cooking?” He was being just cheesy, but it never failed making your heart race faster.

He brings up his slim fingers to his lips, swiping over them couple of times, trying to get your attention. That did fail.

You were so focused on making everything on point in the kitchen, that he was almost completely ignored by you. He lets out a sigh which causes you to raise an eyebrow.

“Baby~” he whined cutely, looking up at the ceiling when you turn to the fridge, grabbing some vegetables. -“What’s wrong?” You furrow your eyebrows and look up at him as your empty hand closes the fridge door. He repeats his attempt to steal a kiss from you and says nothing but rubs gently on his own bottom lip and smiles.

-“Oh.” You finally notice both his smirk and exposed chest, placing the vegetables somewhere on the counter messily, grab the hem of his robe, pulling him closer to you, tiptoeing (skip this if you’re the same height or you’re taller than him) and placing a small peck on his soft, pink lips.

“Na-ah.” He says as you’re about to leave the grip on his robe and taps twice on his lips, wanting more. -“Grrr... why are you so sweet?” You cheesily reply and peck him for 10 seconds straight, pure little pecks until he gets a hold of your neck, turning it into a deepened kiss, slowly tilting your head rhythmically together, enjoying the moment until the sound of boiling water pouring out the pot interrupts you two. -“Oh no...” you rush to turn off the stove and see the noodles are over cooked, dinner is ruined. “It’s okay baby,” he pulls you into a hug as you fake cry into his chest/neck. “You’re my favorite meal anyways.”

[binunus]

masterlist

~last updated 4/6~

kim myungjun → needy (m) | when you’re horny watching bf!mj practice → college bf!mj | headcanon

park jinwoo → college bf!jinjin | headcanon

lee dongmin/cha eunwoo → injury | you dating basketball player!eunwoo → college bf!eunwoo | headcanon → sex w binwoo (m) | headcanon

moon bin → college bf!bin | headcanon → my tylenol when im in pain | bf!bin helps take care of you when you’re sick → sex w binwoo (m) | headcanon

park minhyuk → relax (m) | husband!rocky comes home from a tiring day at work and you try to help him relax → college bf!rocky | headcanon → home (m) | soft passionate sex w bf!rocky

yoon sanha → midnight dip | beach date w bf!sanha → “we’re playing!” (m) | you and husband!sanha getting it on when the kids are asleep → afk (m) | bf!sanha’s ignoring you while he’s playing his game

[sanhabbu]

happy anniversary, rohas ♡

[leehestia]

Upcoming works for Astro:

Notes from Author: I mostly make stories based on songs or whatever drama or movie I watch, and some of these won’t be released if I read it again to check and find out that it’s really horrible or cringe so please don’t have high expectations 😭😭😭

- Kim Myungjun / MJ

None yet

- Park Jinwoo / Jinjin

1. Luxurious Love || Rich husband!Jinjin x Wife!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut

Synopsis: Park Jinwoo, one of the richest CEO's in South Korea. You're his wife, a humble middle-class woman who is still adapting to this 'rich' environment. You and Jinwoo argue about it, until you finally understand him and you both apologize through words and pleasure.

Notes: Based on “Luxurious” by Gwen Stefani

- Lee Dongmin / Cha Eunwoo

1. It Was Always Her || Toxic boyfriend!eunwoo x reader

Genre: Angst, A little Fluff, Suggestive

Synopsis: You know you're being used, you hated it. But you'd do anything to be with him. You know you're not the one he loves. You know that you just remind him of her. You can't help but let him use you for his comfort. You love him, but he doesn't love you.

Notes: Based on “Glimpse of Us” by Joji

2. The Depth of the Crazy Sea || Stalker!eunwoo x Idol!Oc (Han Hyeseung)

Genre: Angst, Suspense, Yandere

Synopsis: Love is truly unexpected. Who would have thought that your beloved is just like you? Good-looking, rich, popular, crazy, horrific, and most importantly, in love with you. Love can never be predicted. If obsession towards someone is what you call love, then can you really call that… love? Cha Eunwoo, passionate trainee by day and an obsessed stalker by night. Han Hyeseung, a popular idol loved by many who has everything all except love. Under one company, both were casted as the main characters for an upcoming drama, The Depth of the Crazy Sea.

An opportunity for both people to find out more about each other. But what if they already know each other? To be exact, one already knows way too much about the other. Too many things even the other doesn’t know about themselves.

This is what they call love. But if stalking and obsessing towards someone is their own love, can you really call that love? No one knows. After all, no one knows the depth of a crazy sea.

Notes: Me and my friend made this for our creative writing class and it’s in short chapters. Btw if the writing style is so much better than my solo works, it’s bc my friend is 100x better in story writing.

- Moon Bin / Moonbin

1. A random moonbin story lol (I don’t have a name yet 💀💀) || husband!moonbin x wife!reader

Genre: Arranged marriage, smut, angst, fluff

Synopsis: idk yet but basically y’all got arranged marriage and moonbin lieks it but u dont etc etc and u think moonbin is dangerous af.

Notes: I didn’t really prioritize it bc it’s just a random story I made in school out of boredom 😭😭😭

- Park Minhyuk / Rocky

None yet

- Yoon Sanha / Sanha

1. To Be King || Prince!Sanha x Princess!Reader ft. knight!Rocky

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst

Synopsis: You and the prince from the neighboring land make an agreement to get married so that you may escape the dreadful palace life you both live. Sanha, being completely in love with you, takes advantage of your marriage to build a relationship with you. Rocky, your ex-boyfriend tries to steal you back by creating misinformation about Sanha’s love for you.

Notes: Plot by my cousin @leedongmen 😻😻🫶🫶

2. “You’re too fast!” || hufflepuff!Sanha x gryffindor!Reader

Genre: Hogwarts!au, Fluff, Sports, Humor

Synopsis: Popular quidditch player, Y/N, goes against a weak quidditch player, Sanha, and teaches him how to properly play despite the risk of getting caught.

Notes: idk bro just came up in my head after rewatching harry potter

[bl4ckt3e]

{♡Park Minhyuk as your boyfriend♡}

Warning- Cursing

Genre- Fluffy cloud fluff

♡Listen to this while reading~♡

Let's get it besties!

Your hype man!

He supports you throughout everything you do

Midnight random dances

Sleeping in together

Matching shoes

This man would give you the sweetest kisses

Holy shit you just gained the best boyfriend because this boy would never let you go after seeing you for the first time in a long time

He'd love to cuddle with you when he gets home from practice

Every morning he gives you the biggest smile

Calls you "his world"

Also calls you his daisy

I'm going to fucking cry in 5.2 seconds

Why the hell am I going to cry over something I wrote

I don't know what the fuck is going on anymore-

Anyhow

Before this thing turns out to me just saying random shit let's get back in track

Makes you both tea before you go to bed

Loves to do your hair if you allow him to

Matching hats!

Still gets shy if you kiss him on the cheek

Anyhow

That's enough of my bullshit for today

As the saying goes

Get ya self a Park Minhyuk

[apileofkpop]

03:52PM People watching had always been one of your favourite ways to pass time as you waited on your bus. It was inspiring to you to see all the different people around you; how they walked, talked, dressed and carried themselves. The past days you had been seeing the same beautiful young man quite often. You started daydreaming about what he was about, if he waited on the bus for the same reason as you or something else. One day he sat beside you and you couldn't help but blurt out how pretty he was. "Why thank you. You aren't so bad to look at yourself." you giggled at his answer, introducing yourself properly. He shook your hand and answered while looking straight into your eyes. "I'm Rocky."

[nightmare-niko]

Park Minhyuck/Rocky

Gender neutral reader

This format is new to me but it’s also just out of the blue it’s not planned

~How he acts with the members vs when it’s just you two:

With the members:

He’s usually really calm and quiet

Not a lot of skin ship, maybe just a hand hold or a sly hand on your thigh

If you’re at the dorm with him and the guys he’d be more cuddly

He makes sure if you watch a movie together with then members you pick the movie no matter what

Likes to watch you mess with the members; bantering, throwing pillows, just having fun

If you get into a playful argument with a member (probably Sanha or Myungjun) he would opt out of taking your side just to see you fend for yourself

If your not at the dorm he’ll be the slightest bit more clingy, so people know you’re his

Not loud in the slightest

All of the noises would be coming from Mj Sanha and maybe you

Just the two of you:

Utter chaos

Loud as f**k

All over you; cuddles, kisses, hugs

assaulting you with a pillows, stuffed animals, blankets. Anything soft you’re not safe

“Minhyuck please one second of silence!”

“Mmm nah” *whack*

It’s like he’s a damn child

Will not leave you alone

Screaming! Yelling! He’s a master of annoying you but you love it and he knows that

When he’s tired he will force you to nap with him. Even if you’re not tired, you gotta take a nap now

He’s a clingy baby when tired, and he blames the tiredness on you even though you had nothing to do with the fact that he was doing all of the chaos

The members don’t want to leave you alone together at the dorms

Not because you’re gonna do the deed in the living room; but because you will destroy the living room

Pillows busted, food every where, did you have a party? No just watching a movie

“Minhyuck keep this up and Y/n is not allowed alone with you!”

“It’s their fault!!”

“No the hell it’s not”

[star-lemonade]

[6:08] - At the studio

Astro Rocky x Reader

Cw: smut

Word count: 600

One thing was for certain, your boyfriend was out to get you. Him had asked you if you wanted to come to the dance studio to watch him practice.

He and Bora were practicing for a performance. Conveniently he had omitted that fact when he asked you to come. Usually you avoided watching them dance together. The dancing was a problem. It made you feel so horny. In the past few weeks you had been tied up at work and had not spent a lot of time with your boyfriend. Seeing him dance seductively, even it was subtle like now, it had you on edge. You wanted nothing more than have him use his strong hips to pound into you.

It was frustrating and you sat on the decrepit sofa feeling uncomfortably worked up. When the song ended for the nth time, Minhyuk came over and took a sip from his bottle of water. His shirt clung onto him and it did not help you to see his lean body, highlighted by the damp fabric.

“When will you be done?”

You tried to sound as casual as possible, which, considering the wetness in your pants, was not very casual. He looked over at Bora who was checking her phone.

“Not very long. I think she has a date soon.”

“Good.”

Minhyuk stared at you but you avoid his glance and busied yourself with your phone. They started to dance again and you watched over the edge of your phone. His movements were controlled and at times it seemed like his body was water flowing to the beat.

“Goodbye. Let’s go for coffee some time, okay?”

With that Bora left, and an uncomfortable tension between you two came. You felt like your underwear and pants were soaked. It did not matter, if it was with Minhyuk’s help or without, but you had to get off and soon.

“Can we go to my place?”

It felt like a defeat but you would worry about that later. In the meantime you waited for Minhyuk’s answer.

“Your place? Why?”

He dried off his hair and was about to change his shirt. Inconveniently the shower was been renovated so he always had to go home these days.

You pressed your lips together as if that would make the words stay in. It earned you a confused look from Minhyuk. You sighed.

“Please fuck me.”

It sounded more like a command and he almost chocked on his water.

“Is it that bad?”

He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“If you don’t want to, my vibrator will do the job just fine.”

You shot up and turned to leave but he caught your arm.

“Do you want it now? Here? Just to take the edge off?”

“But if someone comes in?”

Technically there was no one else using the studio because of the renovations but still there was a small chance.

“We gotta be quick then.”

You kissed and it was heated, needy. He kissed down your neck and his hands squeezed your ass.

“I really don’t need more foreplay.”

His shirt fell to the floor and he snickered.

“I should invite you more often.”

You leaned over the sofa, your pants and underwear were pulled down to the knees. Pushing back against him and closed your eyes, concentrating on the stretch as he entered you. Well, it was more like you pushed yourself onto him, but that is just technicalities. He grabbed your hips tightly and set a good pace.

“Harder.”

He groaned at your demand and complied. You met his thrusts and bite your lips. This was exactly what you needed.

[littobin]

sprung

genre: suggestive romantic stuff, with a tiny bit of angst

pairing: tattooist!moonbin x reader.

warnings: none ? just a minimal language, and kinda heavy making out... yeah

- summary: sanha, the well known skater, had an older brother. and maybe his best friend y/n was too in love to proper think.

a/n note: this is kinda long and emo, it's just my first time writing in this genre so hfjbfn sorry in advance. gender neutral, also for a special friend who encouraged me to post on her birthday. planning on do stuff for the other boys soon. :)

...

[1:02AM]

putting a bit of effort into it you open your eyes, tired after waking up from what felt like a long nap.

your head still was unsettled, confused, looking around the place you found yourself at. by some point then you manage to recognize the living room and the nice sofa on which you were lying, such things from nothing less nothing more than the comfy, simple house of your best friend, sanha.

honestly no matter how much you tried to recall it on your mind, nothing reminded you of what could have happened for you to wake up there. despite how it was already one habit of yours to often visit this house where the tall, half black half blonde haired boy used to greet you in with his bubbly smile several times, and of course with his extra peculiar style, ripped pants, bandaids and chaotic printed t-shirts you always thought to be funny.

to be friends with a professional skater since high school days wasn't so bad, after all sanha was indeed one of a kind, such a mature and high spirited boy. he was such a nice goofball, always ready to talk about any topic, share taste on music or learn new things, the actual opposite of what people say about someone like him. sanha has always been an amazing friend, making you feel comfortable and your days a lot lighter every time you went to see him after dealing with responsibilities.

whether your short visits were to spend some time for both of you to help each other with things about studies or just when you missed spending time with him, you were already a common guest. for textbooks and notes purposes or for when it'd all turn into laughs, popcorn and your best friend's favorite games, or even in skate competitions he used to bring you with him at the square down street.

or else, when you'd also come to secretly see the black haired handsome man always on his casual clothes living there with your friend, who at the time he was home would stay sometimes in the kitchen, sometimes doing his works outside at the small desk near the garden, sometimes practicing sketches in his own room.

sanha introduced him as his older brother bin, who unlike him was a lover of all kinds of arts. whom you shouldn't pay so much attention to, but before your mind could go against it all of your thoughts were just as they ended up. constantly filled with him, with the need to see him everyday.

however now instead of going on trying to figure out any other possibilities to what could've brought you there, or even letting your thoughts wander over sanha's brother again, you hear calm footsteps approaching and immediately close your eyes, burying yourself on the sofa's recline. there you pretend to be still asleep, yet not understanding why your first reaction was like this, if it could be just your best friend.

for a few minutes the atmosphere remains monotonous, but soon enough turns tense as you feel someone come too close. two strong muscular arms embrace you carefully, bringing a sweet smell of shampoo you instantly could recognize so well. since the time when, in a game match with your best friend and his brother, both you and sanha attacked him with tickles for being the loser, as a form of punishment. you'd never forget it, for how it was your very first time hearing bin's boyish giggles, and touching his so silky, smooth hair, like a thin fabric tinted by the late night hues.

all of this together sent your heart pounding madly, already knowing who was there with you, especially when his jaw's downy skin brushes against your face for the proximity. at first he made a kind of awkward attempt to put you into his arms, in a position you could be carried comfortably. after one more try he gets to pick you up, and just when he easily manages to hold you firmly in bridal style, taking you off the couch like a light plush on his arms, nervousness started taking over you in silence as you couldn't assimilate where he planned to carry you to.

albeit a bit sudden at times and without much control of his own strength, except when you saw him drawing extremely detailed lines with his tattoo needle for customers at the studio he worked in, to where once sanha took you to bring him lunch, albeit he was too broad and intimidating, and his own homemade food didn’t always come out good for that little rough way of his no matter how hard he tried to do something thinking of you and sanha, albeit it all bin was always too gentle, too loving. it was so much whenever he'd open his mouth to talk with such sweetness and even a tiny bit of timidity to express his thoughts, even though how excellent he is with words, all of his little 'eh?'s when he'd be confused or cute neck scratches, you'd never believe he'd be a professional tattooist for years. he could normally work for all kinds of people, from madams to rockers, and do any type of drawings, from small daises to pretty complicated dragons and skulls. you'd have no clue of it if sanha didn't tell you, also about the fact bin always wanted to be a dancer, but because it was just the two of them and life tends to adapt itself according to necessities, he never thought about doing tattoos, yet casually came to work on it with time.

outside his job bin always took good care of his younger brother, though the troubles sanha would occasionally cause or how mischievous he could be even with him, and bin had to hit his head sometimes. all of his gestures were always docile, humble, treating you as if he was also a friend, and always being a real gentleman. not mentioning the countless times he had his crescent moons smile on up his eyes, just utterly enchanting.

all of this inevitably got you even more lovestruck, and your heart weak, no matter how hard you tried to muffle down those feelings. bin remained as the only man whose your mind and its daydreams for hours never grew tired of, the only one who gave new colors to your days. the more you knew him the more you were sure you couldn't be in any other way than hopelessly in love with him, too affected whenever he'd be around.

before you'd notice it you were thinking about this, about all you kept hidden inside for him. so you just settled yourself to forget what would be going on and let him believe you were really asleep, although in fact tension ran down your nape feeling his body's warmth, heat uncontrollably up your face while you leaned against his large chest.

after a few minutes of more footsteps sounds on stairs and doors opening through he carried you, bin stops at a certain point, slowly placing you carefully over another soft material, which you deduced to be of a bed.

you held yourself static, thinking he'd soon leave you there to rest and go, as you figured out sanha's brother probably would do so by his cordiality. nevertheless almost all at once you were simply taken aback when the male leaned on the bed, and slowly on top of you. his elbows and one knee supported him over, in such a way that made you too weak under his figure covering yours up, as if he was like a huge brown bear in charge. shivers hardened your shoulders, as you feel a heavier breath against your face.

"i know you're awake." he says softly, yet his characteristic boyish voice sounding way huskier than normally. you instantly open your eyes in disbelief over what you've heard, and just so your cheeks turns crimson, realizing how both of you were just few centimeters apart. his stunning almond eyes sparkled brightly into the room, dark and hooded while staring deeply at you. every one of his features on his manly face were lined on a serious expression, seeming concentrated, but almost fatal.

"bin.." all you could do was just mutter his name sheepishly over embarrassment, only to get a sigh from him in response. "shh..." his index finger lightly touches your mouth, tracing its tip to the corner of your lips, your hands starting to sweat cold just by the small contact with his digits.

bin then suddenly towered over you, without removing his intense brown irises from yours and rests his arms around your face, so his long fingers would now caress your hair. solely in this move his body quickly cornered you on the bed by his height. butterfly swarms rush into your stomach, as for a few minutes both of you kept quiet, staring intently at each other.

you swallowed hard. any trivial action like breathing now seemed dull, with him there so close to you as never. bin was like the definition of being drop dead gorgeous, every detail, every fiber of him exuded beauty, to almost seem unreal. through these few seconds watching him you couldn't keep your eyes from wandering, over each one of them. his thin, dainty rosy lips, which looked a little swollen, begging for another one's touches. black hair strands resembling the universe's dark matter hovering messy on his slightly sweaty forehead, and over his expressive frowned eyebrows. soft, milky skin which became a little more flushed as he stared at you, thick neck exposed by his t-shirt colar, wide shoulders covered by his cardigan tucked on his elbows.

oh everything about him was, so breathtaking.

although you couldn't understand why he was doing this, for how in your head you wondered why such an attractive man like him, who anyone would want to have, was there looking this way at someone so simple, still you couldn't hold back such things he made you feel. too many things screaming for you to let them out. and it was just the same for him.

"you know what.. damn it.." you heard bin break down the silence with a shaky whisper, and before you'd realize or question anything he placed your noses together in a soft brush and collided your lips with his eagerly, both of you sighing in the contact.

fear still was the main emotion taking over you, even though you closed your eyes right away and gave in to him, millions of beautiful sensations coursing through your veins at once. you simply didn't have any idea on how to act, what you should do in the first place all because of the frozen state his attitude caused, something you'd hardly come up with in your dreams by how far out of your reach you thought it'd be. however now you just put everything aside, gradually melting away with your knees getting weaker, as you felt bin kissing you in an irresistibly slow, delicate way.

not even through any of your deductions with yourself you'd imagine these little things which had your heart to almost explode now, that his nose would be so soft, and his lips would taste so sweet, velvety in their texture extremely hot and moist, pressing and moving gently as if they were massaging yours. easily you were found anesthetized, like one who reaches the ninth cloud. when they started to move more, just a bit hungrier between small sucks created by him and nibblings on your lower lip, you began to gradually further correspond them into the kiss, wherein he lets out quiet sounds, his pulsations so out of control and his cheeks burning red just as, or perhaps even more than you.

bin was still trying to not lose his composure. still trying to keep the feelings he had hidden for you from being all poured out at once, like a waterfall.

since the first time when sanha introduced you to him as his best friend, after he came home from a rough day at work. since then when you smiled saying your name and he could sense flowers blooming all over his chest, stealing the air on top of his lungs. to every time you locked eyes for too long or your hands accidentally touched his when you'd volunteer to help him in the kitchen. every little conversation, every time you patted his shoulders to encourage him when his brother would as well, never looking intimidated, like most people he knew.

he didn't want to show each drop of his honesty so fast in case you wouldn't flinch, but it was too hard when he had you there kissing him back, only the two of you in this moment, feeling you not repress him but otherwise, just wanting his touches as much as he's been longing for yours. he couldn't help but lose his mind more and more into each of your small actions. your hands timidly plugged on his waist, almost embracing it while his warm, long fingers intertwined with your hair strands, that somes mixed a little in his bangs, or your leg unconsciously poking his. in a way that without noticing bin tightened his arms more around you as well as the pressure of his chest, looking for more and more closure to you.

it didn't take long until the male would part his lips like a bud's petals, and so you shudder with his hot tongue there rubbing your lower lip, asking for entrance. you just give in not even being able to think through all the flustering this new sensation sent on you, and bin slowly deepened the kiss, making it fulfilled by all the so suffocated attachment you had for each other.

little by little his tongue slides in intertwining with yours, as the first thing hitting you was the fresh flavor of his chocolate mint cereal bar, which you were used to always see on bin's hands or pockets, and it just added an even better feeling through you explored his mouth. plenty more touches come up between the two of you so that the male, after staying still in the same position for a little while, suddenly slides one of his arms down. his huge veiny hand grips firmly and gives light squeezes on your side what caused you to jump a few times, running it down in a path of pure shivers to your hips, until he catches your hand still on his waist and without any previous warning pulls it in, under his shirt.

air immediately hitched on your throat out of shock, but bin was immersed, focused on only feeling you more. in the intervals his tongue's tip traced your mouth tilting his head for access, and when he brought it back so he'd press and gently suck your lips with his, the male kept the pace guiding your hand on his large back. slowly he also brought it down to the point of his firm, built up abdomen, which caused chills on himself, and moved your palm to make contact with the warmth of his absurdly soft, fragile bare skin inside the fabric. uncontrollable pulsations took over you the moment you get access to this new touch, your head in a fog of only bin.

this one was indeed a little different from the docile person you knew, with his contagious smile behind gloves and a tattoo needle you were so used to see. instead bin showed to be such an intense man, and why not say sexy, full of alluring gestures you didn't know how to handle, solemnly irresistible. over an impulse you make up a little of courage and start moving your hands by yourself, caressing and feeling his muscles, that have always been apparent on his manly athletic body, as each of his proportions under the shirt.

"god.." he suddenly said under his breath in a way sounding too sensual from his gracious, still husky voice among the kiss, melting completely in sensitivity and a cardiac mess because of you. bin then pressed a few more pecks a few more times on your lips, not wanting to pull away but doing so already for running out of air, through both of you parted trying to catch it.

yet you fail miserably, as soon as you see your best friend's brother face, completely flushed and breathless. his coffee colored eyes dripped fondness and loads of tiny stars all together, eyebrows pressed in such a lovely, affectionate expression you swore you never saw anything so endearing in your life. if it wasn't for another beat skipping your chest when you noticed a small amount of saliva, that you could clearly define as traces of the wonderful kiss of a few seconds ago, in the corner of his mouth.

as soon as he notices your widened eyes, bin's face changes and he cleans it by licking his lips seductively, as if he knew how much it affected you. the cardigan he wore falls from over his shoulders and he removes the cloth piece, dropping it on the floor. a small smile sprouted on his captivating features when he looks over at you watching him, as he lowered himself to your neck, putting his lips near your ear.

"keep going.." bin closed his eyelids, feeling the characteristic and comforting smell of fabric softener on your clothes. this smell which he always had on his memories from that day he shyly hugged you on your birthday, that now made him ask sweetly into whispers for your hands on him again, pressing more of his fine body and chest against yours.

his hips suddenly rolled down in a slow move, stimulating waves of electricity and adrenaline onto your stomach, your state now broke into sighs. you squeezed his waist slightly and involuntarily, moved by your latent feelings as he nuzzled against your neck, like a fluffy cat purring. bin was panting still heavily, sending incessant shivers down your spine.

"bin... you.. you're too much.." losing any lasting control over yourself you buried your face deeply on his shoulder and grabbed his huge biceps, letting out any first thing that would come out of your mind.

he smiled against your skin with a muffled chuckle, light and content for how cute you sounded to him, what got you even weaker as well as over the moisturizer perfume on his exposed collarbones by his shirt, before you went to fulfill his request. soon enough your palms were all over his muscular back once more, massaging them in up and down movements. bin took time to appreciate the feeling of having you into his arms, touching your hair, your nape, your lower back, or your cheeks where he decided to put gentle, tender kisses, that got you forgetting even more about the destination of your fingers under his shirt.

they ran all over his torso, sides, down to his beautiful abdomen once again to trace trembling patterns with your fingers under his stomach, running them up to reach the area of ​​his chest, where you accidentally touch one of his nipples. bin stopped when he felt the stimulus, letting what sounded like a frustrated moan resonate in response, and you move your hands right away. yet you didn't expect him to feel so flustered to the point of, having his weight against you, to this time start distributing wet kisses, full of desire onto your neck and jaw.

in the middle of them bin took pauses where he sucked some of your skin to mark it slightly, or moistened each sensitive spot he left with the way too warm texture of his tongue. his hands also return to be entirely over you, one putting stronger, breath taking grips and squeezes on one side of yours as the other entered under the hem of your sweatshirt, his thumb touching your belly's area. each thing he did left you helplessly more and more of a mess for him, while his hips gave another roll once again in an enticing motion, causing you to feel an inevitable friction you tried to ignore but his moves only made it harder and harder, between his thighs wrapped tight by his jeans and yours pressed in the middle of his from jumping so much with his touches.

"sanha, saw you fell asleep, and asked me to take you to a room.. i went to see you and heard, you mutter my name.. saying that you wanted to have me..." for a moment, your eyes widen in realize, and finally you get how you were there.

your mind gets back remembering how sleepy you were before you'd come to see sanha, something which was again the result of another pulled night thinking about life, studies, and about bin constantly, about how incredible would it be if you had the courage to confess to him. but before you could even die of embarrassment for letting your dreams go too high right at your bestfriend's house, right next to him, bin slowly brings another trail of his warm kisses up your neck, eliciting quiet whimpers from you this time, especially when he stroked your waist skin inside your sweatshirt and reached for your earlobe, instantly capturing it in his mouth to suck on the small cartilage.

"do it now.. do whatever you want." you heard him confess with a bit of difficulty on his tone, for the much any response from you for now would mean to him. therefore he stopped, pulling away as he looked at you with sad traces, insecure.

bin needed to know about you, to get a reassurance from you, one more time of you expressing fully whether you were in love with him as much as he was with you to let yourself stay with him more, or if not, as hard as it could be he'd stop there, despite how reciprocal everything was from your side. he didn't want just a make out with you.

uncertainties still bothered him inside, through several sleepless nights spent on his room's desk among all his draft drawings and work notes, but thinking of the stupid, probably one sided attachment he developed for you, growing everyday because of how regularly he could see you. way too quickly you stole a space on his heart, bigger than the passion for art and colorful designs his job gave him. even when his needle did its work putting on pigment, when he found himself alone before a customer would come, he often wondered about what you'd feel, if you saw him only as your best friend's brother, if it'd be too risky to try and tell you what he felt.

there wasn’t one moment in 24 hours all of this didn't cross bin’s mind for once as the days went by, but he was too afraid of being rejected, to the point of thinking his brother could have much more chances with you. though he left all these things aside when he finally heard you demonstrating something for him as simple as saying his name on your sleep was, losing it all while he held you on his arms.

and so you knew you had to get all that fuss of feelings off your chest at once before the chance slipped from your hands. before you had no option but to go back to your routine of sinking in sighs about what could have been, wanting to be in his arms for a day, when you wanted it to be always.

taking a second to comprehend his eyes you raised your arms around the middle of his back to caringly engulf him on them. it caused bin to unhesitatingly lower himself again, resting his chin on your shoulder and hold onto your lower back, his heart rushing loudly, unsure by your action.

"i want what you want, love.." you confessed as well, still feverish for his previous caresses. then you just rested your face on his shoulder, and with all the sincerity within your heart you tightened your arms in a hug, trying to show your intention of making him feel exactly this, your simple embrace.

love.

as he heard you clearly when you hugged him, the moment you loosened the grip bin pulled his body a little away to look at you again. his serene, loving eyes flickered until they were deeply on yours, oceans overflowing with hope and anticipation into them. "did you say.. love?"

"yes, i.. always wanted to call you like that. can i?" your knees flutter with your own question, just by the idea of ​​being able to call him as something that in so long would describe him so well for you.

bin, however, sighed till the bottom of his lungs, both now filled as everything within into a magical warmth, through every inch of his longing feelings were complete over his exhale. he wondered if he was dreaming, if this was finally the pure and graceful joy of touching clouds, or the lightness of blowing dandelions to the wind, of knowing that you felt the same, despite how he still couldn't believe it at all.

"you're so cute, i adore you so much y/n. if you say it like that, i'll be addicted to you.." the male's palm comes back to find itself cupping your cheeks, as his fingertips against your ear. once again you watch his fascinating gaze and face too close to yours, his irises, his lips to his shoulders, as if it turned into a new habit which would give you life. his voice sounds honeyed, like a blanket on winter, yet intimate, breathy.

almost as an immediate response you blinked repeatedly at the main three words on his first sentence, as of it didn't take long until you blushed violently trying to proccess everything, surprising bin while you placed your wrists at your nose's level to hide your face. you were now too caught up on a mixture of inexplicable waves of euphoria and emotions hitting you, too overwhelmed at all of these extremely heartfluttering things he just said so naturally. god, indeed he was too much to handle, but he still was your favorite.

"don't do this, fool! i adore you too.. a lot.." with your wrists still there your embarrassed expression only increase as you let out, but soon you moved them aside when the sound of his soothing laugh echoed into your ears. "wow.. i guess i'm the happiest fool now."

bin was smiling widely, grinning, perhaps in the most angelic, genuine way among all the days you've seen him do through routine. the crescent moons forming his beaming eyes harmonized as his lashes half closed with the curves on his lips up, giving room for two light dimples, forehead aligned with yours, emotions all over that you still couldn't read, as of relief and affection at the same time on his details. to hear him laughing in a tender and so spontaneous tone, his body seeming relaxed, comfortable, and to be a part of it almost like watching stars at midnight, all of this also made you smile along with him.

without being able to express too many feelings at once or what you'd like to say to him now you simply place your fingers against his face, the small, gelid earring on his ear, touching his bangs between them dearly, as if he'd be made of crystalline glass. another silence raised as you both kept looking at each other, like the night stopped passing around you, until bin draws another small smile and breaks the short distance again.

you took a deep breath, grabbing a certain spot on his shirt when you feel all the coziness of his thin lips pressing more kisses on different points of your face all slowly. on the area next to your nose where he placed the most of them, or on your mouth as he initiated another sweet, luscious round of lips on lips, pulling you closer and closer by your lower back, which seemed to be his best choice for a comfort zone.

but it doesn't take long for his attention to turn back to your neck, stopping to scan and softly trace his thumb on the small crimson hickeys he left there.

"some of them, look like tattoos... sorry, i.." bin whispered, trying to explain himself somehow embarrassed, but gets interrupted by you taking the initiative to hold on his back and get closer.

there you bury your face on his neck and kiss him gently, under his jaw to the beginning of his collarbones, as of every inch of his velvety skin flushed hot and sensitive in goosebumps where you explored. still being a bit taken aback bin shut his lashes and rested his cheeks now tinted in shades of pinkish hues against yours, disarmed by your suddenness. the more he felt your timid lips going so intimate on him, the more unrestrained beats and pantings had the best of him at that moment, bin no longer being able to maintain the same calm. you always had that power to leave him like that, definitely. the only one who ever did.

"there's something i always wanted.. but first tell me, if you want me by your side." one of his thick arms hug your waist, a barely audible moan escaping through he said out without thinking at all, just letting himself upon your guidance, locked on your touches.

the moment you proccess bin's words and what they'd mean your fingers slip from curling the silky strands at his nape, also leaving the curve of his shoulder where you planted more confident kisses, as if by magic your heart was sent on another unbalanced marathon. did he really ask it?

"of course.. of course i do." you answered his doubt with your whole chest, and it was all he ever waited to have you saying.

bin didn't know what exactly made him feel so lost on everything about you, wishing to stick to your side more and more. but he knew it was such a thing way too heavenly for him to not want to dive deep in. one drink, or a way too pure cup of water on thirsty times he'd last there appreciating till the last drop, a room wherein he'd feel better than in any other, or even a necklace he'd carry on himself everyday, a permanent tattoo.

any way it all should be, he wouldn't care. as of the moment he heard you a smile flourished across the corners of his lips again, and in a matter of minutes he held your sides pulling you with him as he sat back among the sheets, placing you onto him all too fastly and strongly in a way you had to look for support by putting your trembling palms on his chest.

you were left once more in a loss of words, swallowing hard over another wave of butterflies when you found yourself held sitting on his lap and facing him, through he gave you such a dangerously charming, sexy smirk, gaze so intense it almost knocked you dizzy like you never thought to be. yet less even would you imagine he'd strip off his t-shirt right in front of your eyes, and reveal his toned, absolutely perfect torso, all of his muscles there totally exposed from collarbones to his lower abdomen, where a black butterfly spreading its wings showed up printed on his skin at his side. bin just let your shocked eyes hover on the sight of his whole sculptural half naked body, before he'd glue your foreheads and squeeze your sides excitedly, also giving attention to your right thigh caressing and gripping it with his other hand through he adjusted you on his lap.

"everything i want is us, y/n..."

he couldn't wait to throw aside his stupid composure with you.