#hanfluff

[yaniiiiism]

nerd. -l.mh ✿ !

pairing : lee minho x fem!reader

info : short fic , oneshot , adult au , humor , fluff , slightly rushed , drabble ?

persona : minho as his usual self ; play-mean , teasing , sassy , flirty , sarcastic , playful , cat daddy, simp , member of skz x fem!reader as a nerdy , sassy , sarcastic , has bangs and glasses , girlie who loves producing + writing + reading, being his best friend since childhood.

word count : 1310

warnings : none but minho is so omg im giggling

notes at the end ! ♡︎

Minho leaned back on the couch in the dimly lit recording studio, his eyes half lidded with a mix of exhaustion and contentment. It was— well, past midnight. But the studio was still buzzing with eternal life, the faint sound of taps and muted rustle of paper filling the air.

And on the chair, writing in front of him, sat her, her fingers deftly gliding over her laptop keyboard as she worked on arranging of a track they’d been working on all day. She was— oh so, in her element, completely soaked in her work; her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, bangs slightly disheveled from hours of concentration. But Minho? That man could not help but smile at the sight.

She had always been like this, ever since they were as young as elementary kids. While the other students in middle school were busy gaming and gossiping about who-knows-what, she was rather lost in her own little world of melodies and papers. Always been the academic weapon, she devoured literature as if they were going out of style. It was, so, endearing, the way she immersed herself in music, spending countless hours reading and writing, producing and perfecting. 

Nerd, you say?

Then you’re so correct. Minho was constantly teasing her about it back in middle school, calling her a "nerd" whenever she carried a stack of music theory books that was nearly half her height. But there definitely was something about the way she looked with those oversized glasses, her bangs framing her face, her intense focus on whatever she was working on—it was impossibly adorable, and it made his heart flutter more than he cared to admit. 

The way his eyes twinkled whenever she spoke. The way he caught himself staring at her lips a tiny bit longer than ever. Boy, was he down bad.

“Still tweaking that bridge?” Minho’s voice broke the silence. “If you keep obsessing over it, you’re going to burn a literal hole through your screen.”

She glanced up, rolling her eyes but failing to suppress a tiny smile. 

“I’m not obsessing. I’m refining. There’s a difference.”

“Uh-huh. Refining.” Minho drawled, leaning on the armrest of the couch, resting his head on his hands from the side, as he watched her. “You’re still the same nerd from middle school— you know? If not, prettier.”

“Better a ‘pretty’ nerd than a slacker,” She shot back, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose with a finger, a simple action that made his chest tighten with internal giggles. “At least I’m not the one who had to ask for help with his choreography last week.”

Minho winced at the reminder. “Please, I was just... creatively blocked.”

“Right.” A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips, her left dimple in clear view. “And who helped you out of that ‘creative block’? Oh, that’s right— me!”

He huffed, shaking his head. “Yeah, yeah, you’re the genius here. Happy?”

Minho watched her for a moment longer, his heart pounding a little harder than usual. 

The pair had grown up together, shared countless memories, and been there for each other through every awkward, confusing stage of life. But somewhere along the line, his feelings for her had deepened, evolved into something more than just friendship. And the fact that the other members knew about it, in such a short span of time—and teased him relentlessly for it—didn’t help that at all.

“You know,” He began, trying to sound casual, “the guys think I’m head over heels for you.”

She snorted, her gaze still fixed at her prized MacBook. “Delusional enough? Bet they’re just sulky over all the rumours, honestly.” She teased, chuckling softly. “They’ve also probably been teasing you endlessly, haven’t they?”

He groaned. “You have no idea. They won’t let me live it down. They say I get all starry-eyed whenever you’re around.”

“Do you?” She finally looked up, a glint in her eyes. “Get all starry-eyed, I mean?”

His grin faltered, and he felt a slight panic rising in his chest. This was dangerous territory, the kind where a careless word or a slip of the tongue could reveal far more than he was ready to admit. 

He cleared his throat, trying to maintain his usual cool demeanour. “Maybe I do..?” He immediately shook it off. “Nah, I don’t. Like you said— they’re just delusional. But.. you are kinda mesmerising when you’re in your zone, actually.”

She laughed, a light, melodic sound that sent warmth spreading through his chest. “Well, if that’s the case, then I’m flattered, Lee Know.”

He rolled his eyes in utmost sass, at the use of his stage name but didn’t protest. He was about to retort with something equally teasing when the door to the studio burst open, revealing the infamous insomniacs; Chan, Felix, and Jisung stumbling in, their grins wide and eyes twinkling with nothing but teasing.

“Minho hyung!” Jisung sing-songed, dragging out the last syllable as he waltzed over to the couch, plopping down beside him. “What’s this we hear about you being all googly-eyed over her again?”

Minho groaned, slumping back in his seat. “Eavesdropping now, are we?”

“Only when it’s entertaining,” Felix chimed in, leaning against the wall with a grin that screamed trouble. “And watching you get all flustered around her is very top-tier entertainment— almost like a drama—  no, better!”

“Lix,” She sighed, her tone exasperated but affectionate. “Do you guys have nothing better to do?”

Chan, always the voice of reason, held up his hands in mock surrender. “We were just passing by and couldn’t resist. Besides, we have to make sure Minho doesn’t mess things up with his childhood sweetheart, y’know?”

Minho shot him a withering glare. “I hate you all.”

“Mmm, liar, you love us,” Jisung quipped, nudging Minho with his elbow. “Almost as much as you love her.”

Minho’s face burned at that, and he tried to stammer out a response, but she beat him to it, her voice laced with amusement. 

“Alright, alright, that’s enough. Let the poor guy breathe.”

Chan, Felix, and Han exchanged glances before erupting into laughter, clearly enjoying his cute discomfort. But they took pity on Minho, retreating with exaggerated bows and blown kisses before filing out of the room, leaving him alone with her once more.

There was a brief silence after they left, and Minho could feel the weight of her gaze on him. He sighed, running a hand through his hair, knowing he’d never hear the end of this from the guys later.

She chuckled lightly, making literal pigs run around his unbearable heart. That— oh fuck, that little laugh. It made him go just a little too— nuts?

“Classic skz,” She said, a smile escaping her pretty lips.

“Don’t worry— if it’s like— uncomfortable, i’ll just go and let them know. You know it’s all fun—“

She smiled, a small, genuine smile that sent his heart soaring. “Min, it’s fine, really.” 

“But are they wrong though?”

He raised an eyebrow, his heart slightly racing quicker. “W-wrong?” That head-over-heels motherfucker just stuttered. How did it even escape his lips? 

He composed his posture, clearing his throat, “I mean— about— what?”

For a moment, neither of them spoke, the realization hanging in the air between them like a fragile thread. Then, slowly, Minho reached out, his hand hovering over hers before gently taking it.

And they made eye contact. Her eyes searching his brown ones; while that man’s gaze turned all heart-eyed. Get a grip, Minho, will you?

But his heart was not stopping, nope.

“What would you say if—” He began,

Only to be interrupted.

By her.

By her— soft lips embracing his in a gentle yet deep, kiss.

After a long minute— they pull away; breaths heavy and skin crimson.

“Holy fuck those pretty lips taste sweeter than I expected.”

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｡ﾟ✿ author's note !

IM BACK UEDJWNFBKWQKEWEWKEDWKWNEKN plz i love minho sm its concerning + NERDS.

plz lmk if yall liked it - im very open to feedback <3

i also have a looot of other drafts which ill post soon.. theyre all skz ㅠㅠ

WELL then thank you for reading, i appreciate it ! ✮

[mashumiwu]

[12:00am]

You woke up to the sound of Han’s singing. You turned around to face him. “Han, what are you doing? Its midnight, its so early!” You whispered. He looked at you. “Sorry babe, I just can’t go to sleep.” He said. You shifted over to him. “Why not?” You asked. “I miss my girlfriend’s kisses.” He said, making a kissing face. You laughed. “Fine, just this once. Promise you go to sleep after.” You asked. He nodded. You pecked his lips before shifting again so your back faces him. “Goodnight Han. Go to sleep now.” You said as you fell asleep once again. On the other side, Han tried to go back to sleep…but he couldn’t stop thinking about how much he loves you.

[intifoxart]

Latest batch of commissions! These are for:

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— Khalura the wild cat 🍂 (@Werikane) August 3, 2020

[yaniiiiism]

" ͏͏i like it . ͏͏" ͏͏ -h.js ✿ !

pairing : han jisung x fem!reader

info : short fic , oneshot , post-uni / uni au , humor , kinda fluff (?) , very rushed , drabble ?

persona : jisung as a subby , (good) pathetic , cute , sassy , flirty , little dumb , playful , giggly guy, who's a part of a dance crew of 7. [what he rly is BAHAHAHA] + fem!reader as a bossy , sassy , sarcastic , pretty girlie who is also a part of the dance crew of 7, being the leader.

word count : 719

warnings : plz be prepared for babygirly to flirty jisung ty <3

notes at the end !

Mm, Thursday, the month of July, and.. rain. Today was the evaluation for a competition; which happens twice a year.. yada yada yada, get selected. The theatre room filled with the buzz of multiple dance groups, waiting for their turn to go perform.

Sat in the middle of the front row.. well, was the new judge, who seemed to be pretty scrutinising. On the stage, were the crew WannaB, performing their routine, their moves in sync as you lead.

When the music stopped as their performance ended, the judge stood and began to call out names, selecting dancers to sit out and watch as the others performed again. This process repeated twice until only you and Jisung remained on the dance floor.

The crew had exhausted their choreographies, and the tension was palpable; you stepped forward.

"Could we have a minute?” You ask, breath slightly heavy.

The judge nodded, granting you a brief reprieve. "One minute."

You turned to Jisung, your eyes sharp and focused. 

“What are we doing? We’re out of routines,” Jisung whisper-groaned.

“We’re doing 'What Is Love?'" You state, implying to the song which you, very nicely knew that Jisung adored. After all, you both always practiced gg dances after everyone leaves the studio.

Jisung’s eyes widened in disbelief. "What? y/p/n, are you serious? There’s no w—"

The judge, his patience wearing thin, calls out. “Hello? What are you guys doing?"

You sighed, gritting your teeth before turning, “Lazing around like a sloth." You retorted. "Patience, please? With all due respect, of course.”

The hall burst into bits of laughter, including security. Though, you could make out the tiny smile escaping from the corner of the judge's lips.

You crossed your arms while turning back, your expression unyielding, rolling your eyes. "Come on, Ji, just channel your inner Jihyo or something. I know you've got it in you." You shot, to which Jisung responds with a glare. "What? It’s that or nothing. Now quit being a baby," Without giving him a moment to respond and complain about it, you turned on your heels.

A little too quick, though.

You stumbled slightly; to which Jisung's hands immediately went to your waist, steadying you. His breath fanned against the nape of your neck, "Smooth move, boss." He whispered, smirking, your cheeks flushing a dark shade of red.

You cleared your throat, glancing at him but not being able to make eye contact. God. You then informed the staff to play the music.

Soon, the music began. Through the corner of your eyes, you could see the way Jisung hesitantly moved, barely keeping up with you. To that, you shot him a wide, threatening glare, and he knew he had no choice but to step up. With a deep breath, he finally let go and danced with the same enthusiasm he had when you practiced alone.

Your performance ended to a round of applause, and were finally allowed to retreat backstage. The moment both of you were out of sight, you turned to Jisung, frustration bubbling over.

"Holy Christ, Jisung, you idiot!" You bantered, lightly smacking his bicep. "What were you thinking out there?"

"Ouch-" He groans. "Please, don’t 'Holy Christ' me," Jisung mocked your tone, rubbing his arm. "What the hell did you think? I would dance to a girl group song in front of the whole room?”

You shot him a glare, “It’s called versatility, Ji,” you huff, “Plus, we ended up eating it anyways.”

He pouted, “You are so paying f—”

Before he could say another word, you grabbed his collar and pulled him into a kiss. You did not know what in the world went over your head that made you stare at his pretty lips for a bit too long, then kissing him. Jisung, taken aback, was twisting internally. The suddenness of it left him breathless, his heart racing as their lips moved in sync. When you finally pulled away, you were both left gasping for air.

“Fucking god, that was hot.” Jisung breathed out, heavily, causing your cheeks to flush.

“You’re impossible,” You mumbled, your ears burning as he looked at you with a slight smirk.

"You know," he said, his voice slightly breathless, "you're kinda sexy when you're bossy like this,” He murmured, his hands snaking to your waist. “I like it.”

𓇼 𓂂 ㅅ 🌱 𓈒۫  ￮   𓇬  

｡ﾟ✿ author's note !

AHHHHHHH right this was my very first work online.. tbh idk how i feel abt it atp, the more i read it the more im cringing- plus this was wayyy too rushed bc i kid u not this was actually a dream i had during my beauty nap !!

plz lmk if yall liked it - im very open to feedback <3

i also have a looot of other drafts which ill post soon.. theyre all skz ㅠㅠ

WELL then thank you for reading, i appreciate it ! ✮

[intifoxart]

Latest batch of commissions! These were a lot of fun, especially since they were my first waist-up ones! Characters belong to:

Hunter_Stirling on FA @appendingfic Galil78751 on Twitter HanFluff on Twitter

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— 力 - Han (@HanFluff) December 27, 2019

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[bycats4cats]

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[bycats4cats]

@Feodorath @HanFluff Beautiful photo

Beautiful photo

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Look who's finally here =^.^= And still a little shy. Suit by @ByCats4Cats Pic by @HanFluff pic.twitter.com/HW68DYrMBC

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