#kim minji newjeans

[aijunbi]

THE FIRST SNOW

kim minji x fem!reader

{ synopsis } : you were in a long-term relationship with minji since the start of high school. after graduating, minji broke the news that she's going back to canada. a long-distance relationship wasn't an option, so the next best thing was breaking up. you were still in love with her for a period of time but eventually started to move on– until you bump into someone on the street.

{ a/n } : tsbu lara fic hasn't seen the light of day since creation, i feel bad -v-

{ tags/extra } : 2 years after break up, lovers to exes to ???, light angst, hyein and reader are sisters, may or may not have projected a little

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now playing : the first snow - exo

⤷ "if i met you,

would tears rise up?"

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"Y/N! IT'S SNOWING!" hyein shook you awake while she rambled about the snow in excitement, pulling on your arm to go outside and see. you gave a half-ass protest but hyein insisted you check it out. "it might be one of the prettier first snows."

"hyein, do you have any idea what time it is?" you rubbed your eyes tiredly, the glare from the streetlights were rather annoying. the snow was as pretty as hyein said it was but you'd prefer to see it when you're fully awake.

"it's six in the morning," hyein answered. you turned to look at her, having to slightly look up to see her face. now that you're getting a better look at her, she's in her school uniform. "i have to leave for school in a bit."

"oh. i'll go get ready." as you were about to make your way to the bathroom, hyein quickly stopped you.

"it's okay, dain will pick me up."

your eyes narrowed suspiciously as you stared at her. "can dain drive yet?" seeing her tense, you sighed, putting your hand up to stop her from talking. "whatever, i don't care. just get to school safe and on time."

"why are you making it seem like i'll skip?" hyein pouted, clinging onto your arm.

"it's because you do. if you skip one more time, i'm sending you back to incheon with mom and dad," you warned. blood seemed to drain from hyein's face

"what?! noo, i like seoul," she whined while shaking your shoulders to take back your threat. you groaned, swatting her arms to let you go. "plus, haerin is the one driving."

"really? ok, have fun."

"hey! why are you suddenly ok when i mention that cat?"

"haerin value her studies so of course i trust her." you shrugged. a sudden voice called out for hyein down the street– more like a couple voices –signaling that her friends were here. "don't spend too much money on snacks, ok? love you."

"love you too, bye!" hyein rushed out of the house, turning the corner. you peeked your head out to see haerin's hyundai parked at the end of the neighborhood. you softly smiled seeing hyein run happily to her friends, reminding you of your high school years.

"well since i'm awake now," you headed back inside to get ready for the day, thinking about whether or not to go to class a little earlier than normal. since that's too much work, you decided to get coffee first.

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your phone kept buzzing with endless notifications from god knows who, and while you tried to ignore it to admire the snow around you, a sudden call interrupted you. with an annoyed huff, you took your phone out of your pocket to see danielle calling. "hello?" you answered as you continued to walk to the coffee shop.

'did you hear?' she asked on the other line.

"hear what?"

'minji's back from canada.'

you paused for a moment, your lips parting in shock. minji, your ex that broke up with you two years ago to leave to canada, was now back in korea. "wait, i thought the move was permanent."

'it was never permanent?'

that little liar. "she told me it was," you said almost bitterly.

'really? before she left, she said she'd come back. look,'

danielle sent you a screenshot of minji's instagram story, the photo being her on an airplane with the caption 'back home.' you were absolutely furious, your hand gripping your phone so tightly that it might break. "she told me she wasn't coming back."

'maybe you remembered wrong? 'cuz that's not what she said to me nor haerin.'

"no, i'm sure. if she was coming back then we would've gone long-distance."

'y/n–'

"look, i don't wanna talk about this anymore. i'm gonna go." you didn't give danielle a chance to talk any further, your finger already pressing the hang up button. great. just when you were finally moving on, minji decided to come back. you shook your head and continued on your way. to say you were pissed would be the least similar way to describe how you were feeling. how could she lie and come back like nothing?

you finally reached your destination, your hand reaching out to grab the door handle until another hand appeared in front of you. "oh, sorry–" you backed up from the door but stopped midway once you saw who was holding the door.

"y/n?" god, you hated that voice.

"what're you doing here?" you asked with no interest, yet the sting in your eyes and the tug at your heart says otherwise. minji glanced inside the building before returning back to you, a confused look smothered on her face.

"getting coffee?..." right. it's a coffee shop. you fought back the urge to roll your eyes and cry at the same time, stepping back to let her go through. "you can go first."

"just go already." minji hesitated but reluctantly opened the door to go in first, pushing back the door behind her just enough so you can enter as well. you scoffed but didn't reject the offer, stepping inside to feel the warm atmosphere, a contrast to the outside. you placed your order quickly before finding a seat at one of the tables near the window.

minji sat in the seat in front of you, startling you a bit. her eyes seemed like she wanted to talk to you but you weren't sure if you were ready for that conversation yet. "can we please talk, y/n?"

"stop saying my name." you leaned back in your chair, your arms crossed over your chest. "you lied to me."

"it was the only option," she confessed. the sting in your eyes grew with each word she said. you ran a hand through your hair, pushing back the loose strands in frustration.

"only option? was i not enough to deserve the truth?"

"i didn't mean it like that..." her eyes were sad, practically begging you to let her explain. "i got accepted into a university in a toronto," she started, "i wanted to keep our relationship but i was going across the world. it would drive me insane to hear you say that you miss being held by me because, fucking hell, y/n. i'd miss it too."

your bottom lip started to quiver as tears welled up in your eyes, droplets falling down onto your lap. you're can't cry. not here, not now.

"i didn't wanna hear you say you wish i was there with you, i didn't wanna see myself crying in front of the bathroom mirror after calling you," minji continued on, "i didn't wanna have to pretend like i wasn't affected. so, i left."

"but why? why did you have to go? you could've stayed."

"it was the only university that accepted me. if yonsei accepted me then i would've." you sniffled, your hand coming up to wipe the tears from your eyes. you hated yourself for crying at that moment. "i was young and naive, but now, i know what i want." she reached across the table, holding your hand dearly. "i want you. i want us to start again."

"minji, you can't just leave and come back to ask for a second chance."

"please, y/n, please. i'm still in love you and i'm sorry it took this long for me to realize." her pleas were convincing but you weren't sure if you should give in. "let us be us again."

"i... i don't know." you pulled your hand back, slipping out of your seat. you left minji sitting alone as you walked out of the building, too caught up in your emotions. you felt a firm hand grab your wrist and turn you back around.

"love, please–"

"don't call me that!" your chest rose and fell rapidly as tears streamed down your cheek. "no. you don't get to break up with me and then call me love." minji only stared at you, half sorry and half full of pity.

"please think about it," she begged. "text me when you have an answer."

"don't boss me around." you took back your arm, stuffing your hand in your jacket pocket. "hyein still hates you."

"i'm sorry."

"stop, just stop. your number is still blocked and i don't plan on unblocking you." your hands curled into fists in your pockets out of anger. "see you around."

- tbc -

[huopilled]

⤷ COUPLE UP — k.mj

##! about: couple up; a new variety show where each idol from individual groups come to the show, pick someone without knowing who they are based on their qualities, and try to be the best couple of the show. this is purely for giggles and fanservice of course, but what happens if you can't understand the line between fanservice and real?

WARNINGS! dirty/mean jokes, cursing, drinking, arguments etc.

### FEATURING

—CHAPTER I

—CHAPTER II

—CHAPTER III

[spadesolace]

leading lady - 1.5. SHE WHAT?

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[yerimbrit]

enchanted (or not) : k. minji

synopsis: nothing could go wrong with making a love potion, right? or whatever it is that danielle said.

# : pairing ! nonidol!kim minji x reader

# : tags ! reader's gender isn't mentioned, witch is a gender neutral term here, they're in school, fluff, crack, humans live with the supernatural whether they know it or not, it's not all that serious though, i stole the recipe from harry potter, bc who really has time to think of love potion ingredients (me but im lazy)

# : wordcount ! 2k

# : warnings ! none

love potions were things that kim minji used to read about in those unserious wattpad love stories. not something that she actually considered doing, for real.

that is, until, her idiot friends hanni and (though less than the former) hyein, brought up the idea after hearing minji blabber on about you for the fifth time in a single day. haerin and danielle, being a couple of yes-men, quickly agreed. they agreed to almost anything nowadays. maybe it was because hanni and minji were graduating this year.

"what even gave you the idea to make a love potion in the first place?" minji sighed out, rubbing her temple. they were currently in the chemistry lab, sitting around a comically large cauldron that hyein had gotten out of nowhere. seriously, that girl had too many connections. where on earth did she get a cauldron!? and it was huge, too. how did they manage to lug it into the lab?

haerin's mouth twitched. "they were snooping through my books and found a recipe book."

"why do you have a magic recipe book just lying around?"

she only shrugged. hanni nudged minji's shoulder and made an annoying shushing gesture. "shh, don't worry about it. don't you want y/n to," she held up finger hearts, "fall in love with you?"

"stop that," minji slapped hanni's hands away. she got a flimsy flick on the forehead from the shorter girl in a pathetic attempt to retaliate.

the flipping of pages interrupted the pair's little squabble. it redirected their attention to the front (or at least, their front; haerin and danielle's left and right, respectively) where hyein pulled out the recipe book in question.

"aha!" she exclaimed, blowing off the dust that was resting on the pages. it resulted in a coughing fit from all of them. just how old was the book? and it brought them back to minji's question: why did haerin just have this lying around?

"amortentia: the potion of love," hyein read out.

wait. "isn't that from harry potter? like, amortentia, the love potion?"

"shush, unnie."

she continued, underlining the next part of the description with her finger. "ingredients: ashwinder eggs, rose thorns, rose petals, and powdered moonstone," the youngest looked up from the book expectantly, "with that being said, let's go get the ingredients?"

"wait, where are you even going to—"

haerin cut minji off, standing up from her seat. she brushed invisible dust off of her shoulders and pressed her lips into a thin line. minji could see the teasing glint in her eyes. "i know where to get them."

"so do i!" danielle, who was practically bubbling with excitement, agreed. she linked her arm with haerin, who looked like she was five seconds from melting at her touch.

minji was speechless. appalled. petrified, even. her mouth opened and closed until she was able to get them back to their seats with a wave of her hand.

"how do you guys..." her eye twitched. she missed her caffeine intake for the day, which was amplifying the stressful situation. "...know that magic even, i don't know, exists?"

"haerin's a vampire! so they have to exist!" danielle blurted out.

"what?"

pfft. kang haerin, a vampire? likely story. sure, she never willingly went outside, and she always wore a hat and sunglasses when it was sunny outside, and sometimes minji could see a dribble of red left on her chin after she took a sip from her thermos (wasn't it just gatorade? though it was weird to keep it in a thermos.) but there was no way that haerin was a vampire. they didn't exis—

the "vampire" then opened her mouth and showed off her very... very sharp fangs.

"..."

"anyway, we're off now! watch the cauldron, don't let mr. park take it away, 'kay unnie?"

the rest of the group packed their things and left the lab. hanni stayed behind to close her same-aged friend's mouth, which was hanging agape. "you're gonna let a fly go in your mouth, bro."

kim minji had a headache.

over the course of 45 minutes, the girls came back one by one with the ingredients needed for the potion. of course, minji still had her doubts, even after the reveal of haerin being a vampire. one of her friends was a bloodsucker, so what? it didn't prove that magical potions also existed and worked.

she twirled the cork on the filled glass bottle in her hand. they were missing one ingredient (the powdered moonstone), but hyein got excited and convinced everyone to fill the bottle with the unfinished concoction before they headed to danielle's house to get moonstone from her dusty attic. granted, they were going to fill another bottle when they returned with the final ingredient, but who could resist the youngest's pleading eyes?

anyway, minji had thought she'd seen it all when she witnessed the liquid turn into gas after hanni read out some words in latin. like, seriously. it was swirling around in a pink mist in the glass bottle she was holding, right at this moment.

("bro, what was that you just said." minji deadpanned, looking just about done with everyone. except danielle, she was an angel. she could never stay upset at the australian for too long.

"it's what's supposed to make it so when the two people involved inhale the fumes that it turns into, just breathe in the effects," hanni explained, shrugging. "or at least that's what haerin said. but in her big girl words."

"do you even know what it translates to?"

"uh, no! do you think i'm like some sort of genius?"

"no."

"hey!")

after danielle and haerin's thorough explanation, she understood that it basically turned into a minecraft splash potion. and that the effects could only lock onto two people at maximum.

despite that, it was recommended to be alone with the person as you "accidentally" dropped the potion and broke it to release the gas.

all minji had to do was plan a day to do it, and therefore begin the procedure. she didn't want to force you to love her... thankfully, the effects would only last for a day, plenty of time for minji to fulfill her delusions before it all went away forever.

speaking of you, you were so... dreamy. you were charming, cute, and way out of her league. you were a popular student, straight a's and involved in many extracurriculars. minji, on the other hand, liked to keep with her group of five. and while she also held a perfect record, she really only involved herself with the journaling club because she was the president this year.

the two of you had met in chemistry in freshman year (ironic, wasn't it?) and were partnered for the whole year, inevitably leading to minji's development of romantic feelings. eventually, you started hanging out more and she even got to meet your family. once. at curriculum night. that counted, right? even if all she said was hello before she ran off to join hanni. jesus, she was a loser.

"hey, what's that?" a voice came from behind minji, startling her and causing her to drop the bottle.

"oh, shit!" she watched in horror as the potion in its obnoxious pink gaseous form floated up between you. her breath hitched, and the realization that she'd just breathed the gas in hit too late.

a silence fell over the two of you, and she was hit with a feeling that she hadn't experienced since your first meeting, captivated by your enchanting eyes in a way that felt like the first time. she was in a daze, your beauty sending her into a state of delirium.

and you were the same: staring at minji like she lit up the stars, mouth slightly agape and hands twitching.

this continued for another two minutes, until you finally broke out of it and into a laughing fit.

"wha—what," minji shook her head in bewilderment. did that just happen?

you rested your hand on her shoulder. she gulped.

"minji," you smiled, "was that supposed to be a love potion?"

"no—yes—wait, how'd you know?"

the smile dropped (minji pouted in her mind. your smile was so pretty.) from your face into a confused expression. why were you the confused one? weren't you laughing a good five seconds ago?

"...i'm a witch?"

"you're a what?"

you pointed to yourself like it was obvious, "a witch." minji wanted to hurl herself off of the four story school building. "i thought you knew?"

"no! how was i supposed to-" she sighed. "first it's haerin being a vampire, now you're a witch, don't tell me the next thing i'm going to find out for the first time is that dani's a fairy or something."

you raised up a finger, an innocent smile emerging, "actually, she's a werewolf."

"...you know what. i don't even wanna know anymore."

stepping over the broken glass, you took a seat next to the embarrassed girl, patting her on the back. "the potion would've worked, but i guess you were missing something... who was it supposed to be for? sorry i interrupted."

burying her face into her arms, which rested on a nearby table, she mumbled out a small, "you."

"me?" you widened your eyes, taken aback. then, you started giggling.

well fuck. that was basically a confession, and you were now laughing at her. nothing could save minji now. maybe one of your friends were listening in and she would become the laughingstock of the school for the rest of her life. maybe she should go beg her parents to move back to canada and stay there forever.

"minji," you tapped her head playfully. she raised her head just enough to reveal her red eyes. the sight made you frown and gesture for her to look up so you could wipe her freshly formed tears away.

"don't cry, why are you crying?"

"cause," she hiccupped. "you don't like me back."

you raised your eyebrows. "who said i didn't like you back?"

minji furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "then why'd you start laughing?"

"because, minji," you wiped another stray tear from her cheeks, "i just thought it was funny that you were making amortentia for me. you don't even need the potion because i like you too."

"you do...?"

words couldn't even describe what minji felt right now. you liked her back? you liked her back! holy shit, she could die happy. actually, she couldn't die right now. what about the apartment you would rent together after graduation and the dogs you'd adopt—actually, maybe you'd like cats better. did witches actually prefer cats? actually didn't even sound like a word anymore.

her monotone world was turned inside out in the span of a single day, and she ended up with the revelation of you reciprocating her feelings? score! she couldn't wait to brag to her friends about this. they would probably ask her (in astonishment, and minji would have a smug smirk on her face) how such a perfect being such as you would like a loser like minji. really, she should ask the same thing. why did you like a loser like minji?

anyway, that was beside the point. what minji should be paying attention to is your smile that could light up a thousand rooms.

"mhm. now let's get this all cleaned up and get some ice cream?"

minji nodded almost too enthusiastically. she almost had a tail wagging behind her at the mention of an ice cream date with you. her two favorite things!

("um... should we just go?"

"but what about the moonstone we just ground up? that shit was blinding as hell, don't tell me our efforts just went to waste."

"we went through all the trouble, including going to danielle's crusty dusty attic, just for them to get together without the potion?"

"i thought you guys thought my attic was cool!"

"i think your attic is cool."

"of course you would say that, haerin. whipped ass—ow!")

a/n : i felt bad for delaying lovergirl for so long (it's still delayed) so here's a little minji fic cus i missed her

[tokki------0]

A Christmas Eve Confession

Minji X Femreader

Words count: +1000

summary:On Christmas Eve, Y/n confesses her love for Minji, and they share a heartfelt moment under the snowy night, starting a new chapter together.

A/n: MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!

The night before Christmas brought with it a special magic in the bustling city where Y/n lived. The streets were illuminated with sparkling decorations, and the air was filled with the scent of cinnamon, gingerbread, and hot chocolate. But for Y/n, this Christmas felt different. Something incomplete hung in the air.

She gazed out the window of her apartment, a steaming cup of tea in her hands. The snow gently fell, covering the rooftops with a pristine coat. Her thoughts were with Minji. Their friendship was unique, but recently, Y/n felt something deeper, something she hadn't yet had the courage to express. And this Christmas Eve, she decided that things needed to change.

Putting on a warm coat and a red scarf, Y/n stepped out into the snowy night. She held a small gift in her hands, carefully wrapped in golden paper. It wasn't a grand gesture, but a symbol of what she hoped to share with Minji.

Minji lived just a few streets away, and with each step through the crunchy snow, it felt like Y/n was getting closer to what she hoped for: an answer, a sign, a chance. When she reached the door of Minji's building, she took a deep breath before pressing the intercom.

— Y/n? a surprised voice replied after a brief moment.

— Yes, it's me, she said. Can I come up?

A few minutes later, Minji opened the door of her apartment, dressed in a white wool sweater and comfy pants. Her eyes widened when she saw Y/n, her cheeks rosy from the cold and a shy smile on her lips.

— What are you doing here? Minji asked, intrigued but visibly happy.

— I wanted to see you, Y/n said, handing her the small package. Merry Christmas, Minji.

Minji accepted the gift with a smile. She invited Y/n inside, and the warm apartment, filled with the scent of vanilla cookies, instantly erased the cold outside. They sat down on the couch, the Christmas tree lights softly twinkling in the corner of the room.

— You didn’t have to get me anything, Minji said as she tore open the wrapping. But thank you.

She uncovered a simple yet elegant necklace with a star-shaped pendant.

— It represents a shooting star, Y/n explained. Because you’ve always been a kind of miracle in my life.

Minji looked up, touched. Her cheeks flushed with pink, and a sincere smile lit up her face.

— Y/n, it's beautiful. Thank you so much.

A gentle silence settled between them. Y/n gathered all her courage before continuing:

— Minji, there’s something I need to tell you. I didn’t want this evening to pass without you knowing... how I feel. You are more than just a friend to me. I’ve liked you for a long time, and I think... I’ve fallen in love with you.

Minji’s eyes widened, but she didn’t seem unsettled. On the contrary, a tender smile formed on her lips.

— Y/n, she murmured. I was waiting for you to say that. Because I feel the same way.

Relief and joy washed over Y/n like a wave. Minji reached out and placed her hand on Y/n’s, gently intertwining their fingers. They stayed like that for a moment, savoring the sincerity and beauty of this moment.

Outside, the snow continued to fall, but the warmth inside the apartment was something new. As midnight approached, Minji leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Y/n’s lips.

— Merry Christmas, she whispered.

Y/n smiled, her heart light and full.

— Merry Christmas, Minji.

And in the magic of that night, two hearts had found each other.

[i03won]

⋆¸*ೃ☼  so beautiful..so lonely.

[haerinkittyz]

☆ minji headers

[sheandmalibu]

MINJI | CHANEL 🖤

[kimuraite]

[mizuette]

' you got me lookin for attention '

[dliaeh]

‧₊˚🌿✩ ₊˚🪵⊹♡ minjiiii

K I M M I N J I

have you seen a fairy??

'cuz I saw MINJI

[aijunbi]

1 like and i'll post (NOT CLICKBAIT !!!)

[huopilled]

⤷ COUPLE UP — k.mj

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ೃ࿔࿐ CHAPTER I — GAME START

the cameras were focused on her, the studio lights making her sweat a little. she hoped they weren't able to see the beads of sweat through the cameras. yn always got a little nervous when she was in front of a camera, it was ironic that her whole career was built on cameras and other people.

"okay yn you ready?"

she cleared her throat as silently as she could, "yes."

"great. three... two... start!"

yn had to do something for her intro before talking. she decided on a simple wave, as her fans talked about how cute she looks while waving. she decided to play it safe.

"state your age and name please."

"lee yn. nineteen."

"nice to meet you yn. first we will explain the details and the rules of the game to you. is there anything you'd like to ask?"

she shook her head.

"great. so this game..."

they had explained everything thoroughly before she even signed the contract to agree to play the game so she knew what they were talking about. deciding to tune the mc out, yn nodded here and there letting the man know that she was listening. i mean she wasn't but... whatever.

"so yn, what do you think about the game overall?"

she'd tried to come up with something cheeky to say but she couldn't find anything. but she hoped it wouldn't matter how much fanservice she did right now because the game was full of fanservice anyway.

"i think it's great! i've never seen something like this before so i'm exited. i'm also very happy to meet new people!"

well she didn't lie that much this time, she really was excited. she was also nervous but no one had to know about that part. i mean if she even said it no one would care, and her fans would probably try to look into it and come up with crazy theories. god, she really didn't want to deal with that.

when the shooting was over they let her sit around for a little bit before getting her into the car that would take her to the house she would be staying at. she liked car rides, minus the part where she would get carsick. she usually preferred sleeping through the rides but she had to talk to a camera this time. it was okay i guess, she just felt weird talking to a camera all by herself.

"hey guys," yn smiled, a little shy, "did you miss my pretty face? i'm kidding, or am i?"

she continued to talk for five minutes before stopping the video and closing her eyes, hoping to get some sleep before a tiring day.

after a while, yn opened her eyes. coincidentally they had just parked the car and opened her door for her to get out. after stepping out of the car she looked at the building in front of her in awe. she hadn't expected it to be this big but it made sense, since there would be seven other people staying in there.

after going inside and looking at the rooms yn was told to sit down at the table that they temporarily put inside of the living room. after she sat down, they quickly started recording.

"okay so, you're going to choose someone after reading these papers and that'll be your partner from now on, so choose wisely."

"oh this is interesting..."

she started to read slowly, sometimes raising an eyebrow or two, sometimes smiling. she'd read all four papers when she picked the third one.

"this," she showed her paper to the camera "is my partner."

"okay," said the main mc "can you tell us what made you choose that person?"

"um... the fact that she can speak three languages is pretty cool. and it says here that she likes eating ice cream in winter and wearing mostly black clothes. we have those in common."

"okay great. thank you yn."

she smiled and nodded, slowly getting up from her seat and going over to one of the rooms. she laid on one side of the bed and slowly drifted to sleep. an hour later a staff member woke her up, telling her that she had to get a few photos taken. yn nodded and followed the staff out of the room.

after the shooting, she realized she had to eat or else she would be too hungry to sleep after. she opted for ramen, a quick and easy dish, also quite tasty for a packaged food.

as she was eating she began to wonder who her partner would be and what games they would play. she hoped it wasn't someone mean, she really didn't have the energy to deal with a mean person especially for a long time.

she sighed and decided to stop thinking. she didn't want to ruin the surprise by trying to guess who she'd be staying with anyway.

taglist— @saysirhc

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leading lady - 1.4. getting the role (of tissue papers) [half written]

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it was a bit awkward to explain to the nurse how y/n ended up getting a nosebleed and a reddened forehead with a panicking minji. the nurse couldn’t even understand what she was saying as y/n held her by the arm trying to calm her down.

in the small sterile clinic, y/n sat stiffly by the edge of the bed, an ice pack pressed against the bridge of her nose, while her other hand was clutching onto a bloodied handkerchief. her gaze would briefly shift between minji then onto the handkerchief. she had placed a tissue paper on her nose. 

minji stood beside her, gently holding onto another ice pack to her forehead. both would look at the other then quickly look away with one thought in mind ‘this is awkward’.

“i’m sorry.” it was quiet, the awkward tension still lingering between them. “i’m so sorry… i should have been more careful.”

“it’s fine,” her voice was slightly muffled. “accidents happen.”

she shifted slightly, wincing a bit as she looked up at her. her expression softening as minji quickly glances at her then away. ‘cute.’

“you know…” minji looks up, not realizing how close their faces are. y/n wasn’t looking, her gaze fixated on the floor as she adjusted the ice pack on her nose. “i remember you back in high school, kim minji, right?”

“yeah… how do you-“

“funny story.” y/n smiles, gaze still fixed to the floor as she tries to reach for the tissue paper - minji handed it to her. “i had a crush on you back then.”

‘till now actually’ she couldn’t admit that, but at least she’s doing something about this small crush she has had since high school.

minji blinked, holding onto the roll of tissue paper that almost slipped from the sudden revelation that the violet had a crush on her back in high school. 

“me?” she points at herself, as y/n nodded taking the tissue roll, a small fond smile on her face.

“yup, you were and still are so talented when you’re on stage like - you truly shine and i was merely there watching you rehearse that it felt like i was watching someone from broadway perform.”

she smiles, followed by a nervous yet genuine laugh that made y/n look up at her, eyes squinting a bit out of curiosity and confusion.

“sorry, it’s just-“

“that i blurt out a confession?” minji shook her head as she checked on y/n’s forehead, removing the ice pack and seeing that it’s no longer red. only their cheeks with a hint of blush from how bizarre this entire situation is.

“no, but i used to have a crush on you as well, but never really said anything.” y/n choked on her own spit as she looked up at minji, all this time there was something but she just chose not to say anything. clearing her throat as she sits up straight, directly looking at minji as her mind processes the confession.

“what?”

“i mean, you were pretty much popular back then and now-“ minji fixes y/n’s bangs, a fond smile as she looks at the older girl in front of her. a piece of tissue paper on her nose, a bit of dried blood on her upper lip, a shocked expression. “you’re a model, im violet. i’m surprised you had a crush on me.”

y/n couldn’t say anything, her mind filled with questions, what ifs - it's like she’s back in the tech booth admiring minji from afar even if she’s standing right in front of her. she feels something soft on her forehead for a second, the feeling lingering a bit as minji places her hand on top of hers, a gentle squeeze.

“they say kisses heal wounds.” kim minji kissed her forehead. y/n doesn’t understand where the boldness came from but she wants more of it. whatever minji is doing to her, she wants it - ‘fuck.’

“is that your way of making it up to me?” y/n tries to deflect those fleeting feelings that she once believed was gone. it was long buried until she saw her again, kim minji still has her wrapped around her finger.

minji laughs as she sits next to y/n, her hand gently placed on top of hers as she takes in the current state y/n is in. it’s funny, some would assume that y/n got into a fight and this was their way of confessing to each other their undying feelings. 

in reality, minji smacked a door onto y/n’s face.

after a few minutes of silence, y/n laughed, throwing away another bloody tissue paper. minji gave her the roll once more as she soon joined in on the laughter shared between them.

“can we-“ y/n stood up, throwing away all of the bloody tissue papers as she turned around back at minji. “-start over?” 

the younger girl nodded, stretching her hand out for y/n to take.

“hi, i’m kim minji and i’m sorry for smacking your face with a door.” she takes it, smiling as she looks up, her face now clear of any tissue paper shoved up her nose.

“im y/n, and you’re forgiven.” as they both let go, the curtain was then abruptly moved to the side as their respective friends came rushing and panting looking at the pair.

yeji was the first to check up on y/n, holding her by the cheek and moving her head side to side and pulling her down to further inspect any injuries. minji shook her head with a teasing smile as she watched y/n’s friends ask questions and check up on the girl.

“guys, i’m fine.” there’s a bright smile plastered on her face as she quickly glances at minji. “i had a great nurse.”

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[flufftober day 17, wc: 975] - carnival : enchanted (or not)

AS A WITCH, the witchery related attractions at carnivals made by non-witches are a sort of entertainment to you. some witches and wizards take offense to it, since there are several misconceptions that come along with the booths.

for one: witches aren’t green. you don’t know where that piece of information came from, but that one, at least, makes you queasy. you don’t know what you would do if you suddenly turned green; it would also probably scare everyone off. with this in mind, you fail to hold in your giggles when you stop by the witches and witchcraft booth at the carnival minji not-so-subtly invited you to.

(“so, there’s this carnival coming up…” 

“yeah? the one on the 17th? what about it?”

“um. just saying.”

“we can go if you want to, you know.”

“really?”

“really.”)

minji’s staring at the cauldron that is currently overflowing with fog from a fog machine, enthralled by the display. there’s someone in an exaggerated witch costume, green skin and big hat and all, stirring the pot with some generic witch laugh sound effect playing from a jbl speaker. 

she turns to you with sparkles in her eyes, not saying anything.

“what?” you smile, “say, do you think i’d look cute with green skin?”

the girl thinks for a second before shrugging. “i think you look cute either way.”

“you’re an angel. imagine if hanni had green skin.”

your girlfriend makes a face, and you have to stifle your giggle because she looks so unamused. “she’d look more like a generic witch than you do. thanks for ruining my perception of her, i won’t be able to unsee it.”

“you two, young couple flirting over there!” the witch calls, beckoning you over with her hand. she sounds suspiciously like hyein. you and minji share a look, scoffing playfully at the remark she added, before strolling over to the cauldron.

the witch (or hyein, you confirm it’s her after she accidentally adds an ‘-unnie’ at the end of addressing you again) waves a hand over the cauldron, and the sound effect of the laughter plays again, making you snort and nudge minji. “this was you a few months ago, except you failed.”

“can you stop bringing that up?” she whines, having flashbacks of the failed love potion. despite getting what she wanted in the end anyway, you still tease her for it to this day. “i didn’t need the potion in the end, anyway.”

“close your eyes, lovebirds,” witch™ whispers, and the both of you oblige. there’s a beat of shuffling and the sound of something being moved, and then you’re allowed to open your eyes again. “some candy apples for you.”

well, if the general public’s opinion of witches was that they give random couples they see, free candy apples, then you’re all the more happy to be one of those couples, especially at the way minji has this goofy smile on her face after she takes the first bite. thanks, hyein.

after leaving the booth, you walk around the carnival a while longer. there’s several game booths (which minji tried dozens of times to win at ring toss to win you a black cat plush wearing a witch hat, which you hug to your chest with your left hand, the right one holding minji’s hand) and some rides, although you’re skipping those tonight after eating some suspicious pie at another booth. keep this hush-hush, but you did hex the person who gave it to you with a spell that causes them to cough out frogs for the rest of the night.

upon approaching a strength test game (you know, with the hammer and the meter) you’re met with danielle, who fails to scare the both of you, and haerin, who gives a small nod. the werewolf is wearing fake wolf ears (which is weird because she could’ve just had her real ones out) and the vampire is wearing a black and red vampire-esque coat. very funny. you should’ve showed up with your witch hat and broom, too.

danielle insists on winning you and minji a prize from the game, and then marches over to the attendant to pay for a single play. the guy looks terrified by her booming energy.

“watch,” you point at the werewolf, “she’s gonna break it.”

danielle turns around, scowling in jest, before pointing at the three of you and winking. and, well, as expected, she breaks the stick of the hammer in half just as it makes contact with the large puck. minji has to hold onto you, shoulders shaking with laughter while haerin snickers but averts her eyes, a silent ‘i don’t know her’ written all over her face and in her posture. 

you grin, “i told you.”

the attendant is so afraid of the werewolf’s (he probably doesn’t know about that fact) strength that you guys get a prize anyway, although you’re not quite sure whether it’s because of her strength, or because he was scared of her. either way, a win in your book. and a brown bear with glasses makes its way into minji’s arms.

danielle and haerin leave, something about seeing some security guard mutter something into their walkie-talkie while staring directly at them, and you and minji decide to leave as well. 

“i feel like this is going to happen every time we go someplace like this,” you beam, swinging your intertwined hands back and forth. 

minji chuckles in amusement, “but at least we had fun, right? i really liked the fairy place.”

your head whips to her, gasping, “you prefer fairies over witches? witches are totally cooler than fairies, i’ll have you know! no offense, wonyoung,” you think of your best friend who’s also at the carnival, “she has super-hearing.”

she panics, shaking her head vehemently, “when did i ever say that!?”

you’re definitely coming back next year.

flufftober masterlist!

a/n : nod emoji

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Minji’s Remedy: Love as Medicine

MinjiXfemreader

Synopsis:Minji devotes an entire day to lovingly caring for her sick girlfriend, proving that love is the greatest remedy.

warning:No one

A/n:I really wrote this story during my French class XD

The biting winter wind howled against the apartment windows, leaving a thin layer of frost that sparkled under the pale daylight. Inside, Y/n lay stretched out on the living room couch, bundled in a thick blanket. A harsh, painful cough shook her weakened body, her usually vibrant face pale and marked by fever. She hadn’t found the strength to get up that morning; every movement felt like an enormous effort.

Minji, her attentive girlfriend, was in the kitchen, worry etched across her face. The moment she had seen Y/n’s condition upon waking, she knew the day would be dedicated entirely to taking care of her. Minji wasn’t one to hesitate or falter in moments like these. She took charge with quiet determination and unwavering love.

A Difficult Morning

Minji entered the living room with a tray in her hands. It held a cup of honey-lemon tea, a plate of sliced fruit, and a small towel soaked in warm water. She placed the tray on the coffee table and sat beside Y/n, whose eyes opened halfway. Minji smiled softly, her fingers brushing Y/n’s feverish cheek.

“How are you feeling, love?” Minji asked in a comforting voice.

“Like a truck ran me over,” Y/n replied with a raspy laugh, followed by another coughing fit.

Minji frowned, visibly pained to see her in such a state. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. You don’t have to do anything today except rest.”

She picked up the tea and brought it to Y/n’s lips, gently supporting her as she sipped. The warmth soothed Y/n’s sore throat, and she closed her eyes in relief. Setting the tea down, Minji used the warm towel to dab Y/n’s forehead and temples, trying to reduce her fever.

“You know,” Minji said with a faint smile, “you don’t have to act tough with me. If you’re feeling awful, just tell me, okay?”

Y/n nodded, touched by Minji’s care. “Thank you for being here for me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Minji gazed at her tenderly. “You’ll never have to find out because I’m not going anywhere.”

A Day of Care

After ensuring Y/n was comfortable on the couch, Minji got to work preparing everything Y/n might need. She started by making homemade soup, blending fresh vegetables and medicinal herbs. The kitchen, usually her playground for experimenting with new recipes, was now transformed into a healing haven.

As the soup simmered, Minji returned frequently to the living room to check on Y/n. She adjusted the blankets, offered her water or tea, and gently held her hand, providing constant reassurance.

“You know,” Y/n said weakly but with a hint of humor, “I think you’re more efficient than a professional nurse.”

Minji laughed. “Well, I might be a bit too emotionally involved for that. But if it makes you feel better, I’m happy.”

When the soup was ready, Minji brought a steaming bowl to the living room. She sat beside Y/n, spoon-feeding her carefully. Though Y/n was reluctant at first, she ended up finishing most of the bowl. The soup’s warmth seemed to revive her slightly.

“You’re amazing, you know that?” Y/n murmured, her eyes shining with gratitude.

Minji shook her head with a modest smile. “I’m just doing what anyone would do for the person they love.”

A Moment of Respite

After eating, Y/n felt well enough to chat a bit. Minji suggested putting on a movie to lighten the mood. She picked a light romantic comedy, knowing it was one of Y/n’s favorite genres. As they watched, Y/n snuggled against her, resting her head on Minji’s shoulder.

“You’re so warm,” Y/n murmured, her voice nearly a whisper. “It’s like you’re my little ray of sunshine.”

Minji’s heart swelled at the words. She wrapped her arms around Y/n, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “And you’re my everything. I’m here, okay? Always.”

A Quiet Afternoon

The afternoon passed peacefully. Ever-vigilant, Minji continued monitoring Y/n’s condition, frequently checking her temperature and ensuring she stayed hydrated. She also made sure Y/n was entertained without exerting herself. At one point, she offered to read aloud, bringing a smile to Y/n’s face.

“What should I read?” Minji asked, scanning the bookshelf.

“That one,” Y/n said, pointing to a romance novel they’d started together but never finished.

Minji settled beside Y/n and opened the book, her soft voice filling the room. She read with such emotion that Y/n felt transported into the story. For a moment, she forgot her illness, carried away by the words and Minji’s comforting presence.

A Moment of Vulnerability

Later in the day, Y/n was suddenly overwhelmed by a wave of emotion. The physical pain, combined with Minji’s tender care, brought tears to her eyes. Alarmed, Minji immediately set the book down and enveloped her in a hug.

“What’s wrong, love? Does it hurt too much?” she asked, her voice trembling with concern.

Y/n shook her head. “No… it’s not that. I’m just… so lucky to have you. You’re always here for me, even when I’m at my lowest. I don’t know if I deserve all this.”

Minji tightened her embrace, her own eyes glistening with tears. “Y/n, listen to me. You deserve all the love in the world and more. You’re the most important person in my life, and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. You don’t have to feel guilty or unworthy. I’m here because I love you, plain and simple.”

They stayed wrapped in each other’s arms for a while, a silence filled with understanding and comfort enveloping them.

A Peaceful Evening

As night fell, Minji helped Y/n into bed. She adjusted the pillows, made sure the blankets were snug, and then sat beside her.

“Do you want me to stay with you tonight?” Minji asked.

Y/n nodded faintly. “Please. I always sleep better when you’re here.”

Minji smiled and slipped under the covers, wrapping an arm around Y/n. She gently stroked her hair, whispering words of love and silent promises. Gradually, Y/n drifted off, her breathing evening out as her fever began to subside.

Minji stayed awake a little longer, watching over her like a vigilant guardian. Though Y/n was still weak, Minji could see she was improving. And as long as she was there, she’d do everything in her power to make Y/n feel loved and supported.

Love as a Remedy

The next morning, when Y/n opened her eyes, she found Minji asleep beside her, arms still wrapped around her. She felt immediately comforted, a wave of gratitude washing over her. Though not fully recovered, she knew she would get better because Minji was by her side.

“Thank you,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to Minji’s forehead.

Minji opened one eye, smiling faintly. “It’s my job to take care of you, remember? And I’d do it over and over again because I love you.”

Y/n smiled, tears glistening in her eyes. In that quiet yet powerful moment, she realized once again that Minji’s love was the greatest remedy of all.