#winner song minho scenarios

[barnesbabee]

now be prepared, treasure was actually a 13 member group but yoobin left bcs of music conflicts (something like he didn't "vibe" with the genre) can't blame him tho but treasure pre chorus always hit tbh love the vocals😭

13?? treasure is like opposite of nct, nct adds members every year and treasure loses them 💀💀

but to be fair I 100% fuck with yoobin because if I listened to ikon, bigbang and winner and decided to join the company that made that kind of music and then they gave me fucking txt, nct dream and some other generic 4th gen boygroup garbage (sorry to those who like those types of songs I simply dislike them a whole lot) I would be PISSED off lmfao

especially cause in kpop if you audition for one of the big 3 you usually try to pick the one whose style matches you most, they played the boys hard I'm afraid, I feel so sorry

like the thing is they're genuinely talented from what I can see, and YG is no stranger to doing a soft concept here or there (ikon's first song was more lovey-dovey than anything but then they dropped that completely the rest of the discography up until love scenario) but doing all songs around that... like I don't doubt they were waiting for something more hip-hop based given that YG is home to the best kpop rappers in the industry, GD, T.O.P, B.I, Minho and Bobby that even won show me the money that famously hates idol rappers

I guess I'm just disappointed as well because although YG has many, many, many, flaws, something I always praised was how they stuck with a concept for their groups and they didn't follow trends, they always set their own. Only for them to follow trends the very next debut. Nice.

[jimin-jungshook-over-literalbae]

Winner Mino Scenario: Wake Up *SMUT*

Hey guys! For some mystical reason, my computer is connected to my internet with only one singular bar. I’m going to utilize it while I can but I make no promises for it staying connected. I’m trying my best but I really can’t afford to get my computer fixed. Tuition went up for next semester and I’m living in the most expensive housing they have because they finally found somewhere to put me. As always, if there’s anything that you want to see, please feel free to send me a request! I love writing what you guys want to see! Lets get into this, shall we?

Request:

Anonymous:  Hi! Can I request a mino smut where y/n is feisty but turns shy during sexy time and they do it roughly idk lmao

Minho lets out a tired sigh and makes his way into his apartment. Rehearsal was long and all he wanted to do was go home and cuddle with you. He hadn't had much time to spend with you lately and it was taking its' toll on him. Generally, you kept him on his toes with your banter and teasing and he could use that right about now. He throws his dirty clothes into the washer and starts it before walking into the living room to go to the room. He notices that the TV is on and leans over the back of the couch to see you curled up and sleeping on the couch. You must have tried to stay up for him. He switches off the tv and crouches down to look at your sleeping face. He doesn't really want to wake you, especially considering how late it is, but he also wants to spend time with you. Almost as if possessed, he leans forward to kiss you. It was meant to be a quick kiss you started to kiss him back and he couldn't find it in himself to pull away. Your arms wrap around his neck and that's when he knew that he was done for. His kisses become more feverish and you easily match him, your eyes finally opening to look up at him. "I've missed you," Minho says softly, disconnecting his lips from yours. "I missed you too," You respond, smiling at him. He pulls you to your feet and leads you to your bedroom. As soon as he's pulled you into the room, he shuts the door and then he has you pressed against it. He kisses you again, his hands closing around your hips. Your hands hover in the air, unsure of where you should put them. Minho can't help but chuckle a little. Sometimes, he's a little surprised about how submissive you are when it comes to sex. You let him lead and he's content to do that. His fingers trail along your sides as he lifts your nightgown over your head. You shiver a little from the chilly air, your arms instictively lifting to cover your breasts. He grabs your wrists and pins them above your head, his mouth closing around one of your nipples. He sucks on it harshly, occasionally tugging with his teeth. A soft moan floats out of you, causing him to grin in response. He makes sure to give the same treatment to your other nipple before he gently lays you out on the bed. He slides off your soaked underwear, pressing your thighs to the bed before you can start to hide from him again. His tongue quickly finds your clit, causing your hips to jerk and another moan to leave you. He sucks harshly on your clit before his tongue slides into your entrance. He keeps your thighs pressed to the bed, leaving you unable to more your hips. He nips your clit before resurfacing you, causing you cry out. "On your knees, baby," He kisses the inside of your thighs before getting up and undressing, putting on a condom. Without warning, he slams into you. Another strangled cry leaves you as he slides all the way in and starts a quick pace, He moves quickly increasing his pace steadily. It doesn't take long for either of you to get close since you had both been growing quite frustrated. "Back. On your back baby," He gasps as he feels you tighten around him. He helps you turn over before throwing one of you knees over his shoulder and slamming into you once more. You tighten around him again. "I'm close," You manage to get out before your moans. "Cum for me baby. I need you to cum for me," Minho's pace gets seems to get even faster as he grazes that spot in you that has you seeing stars. One more touch and you're letting go, writhing on the bed as he continues to thrust into you. Moments later, he's coming as well, his whole body shuddering. The two of you lay together for a while, not talking but just holding each other. He didn't realize just how much he missed this, missed you. He holds on tighter, savoring the feeling of holding you close once again, even if it's only for a little while.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to send me any requests you might have!

[rose-likesto-write]

You matter the most..

Pairing: Winner's Song Min Ho x reader (gender neutral)

Genre: Fluff, cringest fluff

AU!: Idol member, established relationship

Warning: mention of cardiac arrest (once), bullying (mention of word)

Rating: T

Word Count: 1.3 K

A/N: Hey dear anon!! Thank you so much for requesting it!! I hope that you will like it and I am sorry if it wasn't something you wanted to read. Please it's a request to send me your valuable feedbacks, it genuinely means alot :)

Also this gif isn't mine..

Summary: Being in love is one feeling and your partner making you feel it day in and out is another..

'What is going on today? Why is everyone looking like this at me as if they are gonna open their mouth a blunder will occur' You thought while nibbling on the edge of your pen a habit which you developed as a result of being tensed.You didn't know what and why but you had this feeling as if it's important day for you but the there is as such no sign to confirm the day.

The whole day is weird, first all your colleagues are acting as if something has happened but they don't wanna tell you, your work bestie Gia had came up with a lame excuse which left you alone to do the project by yourself and that bully worker of yours nowhere to be present.

I mean, ofcourse you are happy that she isn't here because she terribly a pain in ass but like no matter what even if it's for one second you guys pass by you don't keep back from hurling a few sassy remarks.

She kinda hates you because she is delusional person and the reason you ask why? She came to know or rather saw who your boyfriend was which was none other than Song Min Ho aka Winner's Mino. (She was his die hard fan)

Mino is an angel in disguise in your life and you are always so so grateful and thankful that you have such a loving partner by your side. He is one of the live examples of duality, the way he speaks, his presence and aura gives the vibe of being powerful, strong headed but it's only you, his family, his friends and the fans who know his sweet and sensitive personality.

Now, speaking of Mino is that he wasn't able to talk you for the past two days but you didn't mind considering that he was currently in the foreign state preparing for a show at the moment.

Currently, it's 7 pm and you are almost through with the project just the final touches and rechecking of the final draft.You let a yawn escape before a knock came in on the door, "Please come in".

"Y/N, you may leave now and I know about the project as Gia already told me. Its okay, I will see to it. Have a great and happy birthday to you"Your boss said with a small smile before closing the door. "Okay, that's weird but today isn't my birthday. Its still 26th and my birthday is on 27th. Maybe he got confused. Anyways, let's go back!" You said to yourself before packing up and leaving the office.

Somehow, the happy birthday was running through your head but you didn't mind. It was almost quarter to 8 when you reached your apartment.On your way, you met your sweet neighbour an old lady in her mid 60s.

"Hello aunty. How are you? How is your health?" You said with a small smile."I am good darling. How are you doing? So, what's the plan for today? Are you going somewhere out?" She said while you gently shook your head. "I am okay but just tired considering I have to complete my project all alone and I don't have any plans."

"Why don't you have one? Its your special day today isn't it" She furrowed her eyebrows. "No, aunty I think you got confused but my birthday isn't today but tomorrow. Anyways, I will take your leave" with that you went towards your home.

While you were unlocking the door, your phone was vibrating. You took it out only to see the number of notifications coming up of 'updating the settings of phone'."You are troubling me alot for the past two days. Mino was right, I should have bought the new phone. Anyways let's get in".

As soon as you entered, the lights that were once off were switched on and song scream of 'Happy Birthday To You' was heard, giving you a good enough reason to have a cardiac arrest."OMG!!! WHAT IN THE WORLD J-"Happiest Birthday Dear!!" Your bestie Gia said with a smile and hugged you tightly followed by your family members. "I hope you loved your surprise!!!" Your parents said with huge smiles on their faces as your other friends and some office workers wished you. "So, that was why Gia you were giving me lame excuse and stuff but why my phone is show-

"We kinda might have done something in your phone though and especially it was already good as dead. It was perfect for us. We had to act crazy and inform almost all people as to not wish a birthday. Why did you think we came from the other route in morning?" Gia and your other friend Kiara said with mischievous smiles.

That's when it hit you as to why did your day seemed weird than before. You were all smiles but then you missed Mino, he wasn't here but at the same time he didn't even call you. Was he also part of the plan? Maybe so that your family can surprise you? You didn't know the answer.

"Thank you everyone! It means a lot. I s-"Nah dear! One major surprise is still left!!!" Your dad said with a small smile. "What is it dad?" You said with a confused look."

You remember how much you were crying and saying that we should shift near in your area or close by?" You had a big smile on your face, "OMG!!! Are you coming.. no, no wait ! Did you already shift in here?""Nah, baby. We still need a few months but we have this two surprises for you!!" Your dad said and shifted slightly enough to make some space for someone to fit in.

That's when he came with a gift in his hand. "Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday to you~ Happy Birthday... Happy Birthday.. Happy Birthday to you~"Your boyfriend Mino came and you ran to him like a mad person. "Mino!!!!" You slightly started crying.

"Happy Birthday my love!!! I love you so much.. I am sorry that I didn't wish you. Me and your family had planned this small surprise but just like dad said that we have some surprises for you, do you wanna see them?"You excitedly nodded your head. "Okay, here we go!" He ruffled your hair. "Okay this is the present from mom and dad!! One of the surprises my bad" opening the top a cute little golden retriever was peaking its head out. "Oh, my god!! Thank you so much!!" You gently hugged the puppy and started kissing it and in return you earned alot of licks.

"Haha, you are do cute. Mino? Where is the other su-A gasp left from your mouth as now Mino was kneeling down with a beautiful diamond ring showcasing its glory was resting in the black box.

"Y/N Y/L/N!!! Its been almost 4 years since we have started dating. We went through all sorts of ups and downs, created alot of beautiful memories, had our own share of fair fights and arguments, have clicked a tons of terrible and embarrassing pictures and have stories. I don't wanna stop this here or maybe in future. I wanna continue this to till our last breath with our own little family. So, my small request is that accept me your beloved husband. Will you marry me?"Tears again started to threaten from your eyes while your parents and friends were hyping up you to say yes.

"Ofcourse, it's a yes Song Min Ho" you brokedown and he gently slipped the ring before kissing your crown. "Your happiness matters to me and I always wanted to be your happiness! You are my everything!!! You matter the most".

[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND WINNER A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Song Minho

A ⇴ ATTENTION

He likes to know that you’re paying attention and so Minho will want your attention more than you want his. You’re the person that he wants to have listening to him the most and caring about what he has to say.

B ⇴ BICKER

You both have your moments when you want your own way, and bicker to let the other person know that too. You can squabble like kids when you both feel really passionate about what you want and try and disagree with the other person that what they want definitely isn’t as good as what you want.

C ⇴ COMFORT

He hates seeing you upset, and although Minho isn’t the best at comforting, he’ll always try his best when it comes to you. Every time when you get upset around Minho, you can expect an arm around your shoulders as he lets you know that he’s there whilst you vent, sob, or anything else that you want to do.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

Out of the two of you, Minho was the more likely to cause conflict as he had the shorter temper from time to time. He can get a little snappy when he’s getting stressed about work or worrying about the things that he has to do. But you know that once he’s had his snap, Minho will always apologise as he knows that whatever happened between the two of you stemmed from him getting annoyed.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

It took a little bit of time for your friendship to build, at the start there was definitely a little bit of awkwardness between the two of you. You weren’t necessarily hesitant around each other, but you wanted to get a better understanding of one another before you completely let your guards down. It was something that you laughed over now as you wondered why either of you ever got so nervous with the other.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Minho’s family were huge fans of yours, mainly because they knew just how much you meant to Minho too. He talked about you fondly and spoke about you with a wide smile on his face too which was what his family needed to know how much he meant to you. As someone that Minho adored, you were someone that his family adored too, even before they met you, their opinions were all so high towards you.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Home was usually where you usually hung out, the two of you both just liked to be in the comfort of your own space. You’d sit in the background if Minho was busy doing something or make yourself at home if he decided to nap, just like how he decided to sprawl out to sleep at your home whenever he was there too.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of forgetting about plans that you’d made with your friends and making plans just the two of you instead. You weren’t fans of the big and loud social occasions that were sometimes arranged, instead you preferred to just stay at home and watch something with food for just you two.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Your inside jokes were usually funny things that either of you had done around the other person. With the two of you being so comfortable with one another, you had your fair share of mishaps where one of you had tripped or sometimes said the wrong thing that the other person just wouldn’t let you forget.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

He didn’t like anyone threatening his spot as your best friend, and Minho wasn’t afraid to let you know that he was jealous whenever anyone did too. He was good at hiding it around every other person, but for Minho he felt that it would be better to let you know how he was feeling about things. You hated him feeling jealous, and whenever he mentioned it to you, you’d be there to reassure him.

K ⇴ KICKS

Minho got a kick out of making you proud and hearing from you that he had done a good job. He loved the fact that you always hyped up his talents and didn’t let him be humble either, as much as he downplayed how good he was at his work and his hobbies, you refused to let him not realise how skilled he was.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how easy things were with you, nothing was ever too much trouble for Minho with you around. He would do anything for you, even if you asked him to get you a glass of water after he’d just sat down from getting one for himself. It was anyone else, he would say no, but when you did so much for him, he was more than happy to do the little things that kept your friendship working so well.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met when you were at school together, although at the time you remembered not being that close. A few years later you bumped into each other again, and started chatting about your old memories, in the end you exchanged numbers and found yourselves meeting up a lot more thereafter.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

You were definitely one of only a few that Minho let his guard down around. He let go around you because there was no pressure, no one telling him what he could do or not do, and no one judging him either.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Minho was obsessed with how relaxed you were, using you as a calming influence in his life. He took a lot of inspiration from how chilled you were and tried to be as positive as you were as much as he could be.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Minho were the ones when he could open up to you and get things off of his chest. He confided in you a lot about the things that were going on in his head, mainly because Minho knew that no one understood and offered advice in reply as well as you did for him.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Your opinion was something that Minho valued a lot and so when he was working on something he would often ask you what you thought. Whether it was music, drawing, or anything else, he loved your view.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Every year for your birthday, Minho painted you a painting that you could keep, trying his best to paint something that the two of you had done over the year. You were a huge fan of his artwork and never failed to be surprised by the things that he created, treasuring every single year what Minho designed for you.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

If there was one person that Minho could count on to be in his corner, it was definitely you. If he mentioned to you that there was something coming up and that he was nervous about it, you’d make a note and remember to be there for him if you were able to, without telling him in advance that you’d be there.

T ⇴ TRIPS

Usually when you got time off, you both actually loved just taking a trip home. Shutting yourselves away for a while and doing your own things were the only things that the two of you needed. Minho especially loved having you at his place where he was comfortable and hoped that you would be comfortable too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

Together the two of you were inseparable, it was known by everyone that the two of you were the best of friends.

V ⇴ VISITS

It brought a smile to his face whenever you decided to Minho when he was being creative. Whether it was music, painting, or anything else, he loved having you there so that he could show you what he was up to.

W ⇴ WISDOM

He tried his best to use his own experiences to be able to offer up the best possible advice that Minho could to you.

X ⇴ XXXX

Usually when the two of you were by yourselves was when you were most affectionate with one another. You didn’t mind sitting close to one another, and definitely wouldn’t be afraid of hugging each other either.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his favourite, the go-to person for Minho was always you.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

The comfort of home is something that Minho loves and so usually he’ll try and get you to go to his place more than take him to your place when you spend the evening together, as that’s definitely Minho’s favourite spot.

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Masterlist

[dream-of-kpop]

Yoon: *reads the tweet aloud and looks at Mino* "Bruh, you have a whole ass song called 'Fiancée' tho..."

Mino: "I didn't say I couldn't be engaged-"

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hyungwonthefraud

i literally just saw this tweet, thought about it then died laughing 😭

hi to the person stealing my content :)

[severetimetravelnerd]

I Don’t Know(13) (ft. G Dragon and MINO)

Part 13

You’ve had enough of this crap.

This series will be updated once a week, every Friday! No specific time though lol. It’s an AU where Jiyong has a younger sister and you’re her best friend! Featuring my OC Mirae as the Best friend. Just saying, it’s not related to any of the scenarios I’ve written so far. Please do leave me some comments or asks! I love receiving them! It’s also a bit of a love triangle situation, so yeah :)) There will be eventual smut in this series.

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This is the second last part!!

Word Count: 2020

WARNINGS:  crying, drinking.

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You tried to put up with it. You really did. For two weeks, you respected his wishes and put some distance between the two of you, no matter how much it hurt you to go back to being practically strangers with Jiyong. You didn’t message him. You passed on all messages for him via his manager. You didn’t try and acknowledge his existence at work, even though you were working on his comeback. It got tougher by the day, because his manager had given you printouts of the lyrics of the songs in his comeback for you and your team to have a better idea of what to do and after reading them, you were moments away from bursting into tears, because of the beautiful way in which he put down the feeling of longing he had for you. You knew that feeling. It was what you felt for him. For all those years, and somewhere deep down, you knew you still did. You also had to fight the urge to laugh, because when you read his lyrics about wanting to be close to you, all you wanted to do was shake him and ask him why he was pushing you away again. Yeah, maybe he wasn’t being mean to you this time, but it hurt. It hurt so goddamn much. You were so confused. But you tried. You really tried to maintain the distance. You tried even harder to pretend like it wasn’t affecting you. But you betrayed yourself in the small things. The hope in your eyes whenever you thought you heard his voice. The constant looks towards the door. The general air of weariness about you. The pained expression you got whenever someone spoke about him. Even so, you persevered for two weeks before a combination of things made you snap.

-two weeks later-

You were mid conversation with Hwiyoung when Jiyong’s manager walked in. He was smiling and looked very excited.

“Okay, you guys! I thought it might help with your work if you listened to Jiyong’s album, starting with the title track ‘I Don’t Know’. It’s the song for the music video you’ve been working on!”

And before you could make an excuse to get out of listening to something you knew would only cause you more pain, he started playing it. The moment you heard Jiyong’s voice reading out the message he sent you the night you confessed to him, you found yourself unable to move. You wanted to get up and walk away, but from the sound of his beautifully melodic voice and the things he was talking about, you were stuck in this flurry of memories. They all flashed before your eyes. The day you realised you liked him, the times you cried over him, the times he comforted you; everything took over in this wave of emotions and it proved to be too much for you to bare. The song had ended, but you were still stuck in your own world. You were only jolted out of it when Somin hesitantly wiped a tear off your face. Shocked at yourself, you looked upwards to find Hwiyoung, Lia, Somin and Jiyong’s manager staring at you, confused. You opened your mouth to make an excuse and laugh it off, but you couldn’t.

“I-I need to go.” Your voice cracked. “I’m sorry.”

And you walked out of the room, tears streaming down your face.

What was going on? What was Jiyong playing at? You liked him and then he rejected you. You tried getting over him and more or less succeeded, but then he entered your life again. He told you he loved you, he acted like he cared. He drew you out of your walls, enough to trust him again and expect something from him, when he disappeared and ignored your existence. That song pushed you too far. You were just so confused. You walked down the hall, fully planning on crying until you calmed down and returning to work, when you heard his voice. At first, you thought it was just the song echoing in your head, when you heard it again. His laugh. Pausing, you looked around and realised you were near a practice room, with the door wide open. Against what your mind was telling you to do, you peeped in to see Jiyong doubled over with laughter and the actor blushing and hiding her face.

“Jiyong, stop laughing at me!”

“That is not what I meant when I said dance.”

“Well, I know that now.”

“Here, this is how you do it.”

He turned her to face him and guided her arms to wrap around his neck. Smiling, he wrapped his arms around her waist, leaned her head against his chest and began swaying to the music. And that was it. You snapped. It wasn’t even seeing the way she looked at him or the way he touched her, though that didn’t help. It was the song he played while dancing with her. It was the same song that played for the first dance at Sohyun’s wedding. It was the same song the two of you danced to over and over again. You looked down at your phone, looking through the images and finding the picture from that night. It was one of the few good memories you had with him. Subconsciously, you always thought of that song as special to you and Jiyong. Seeing just how special it was to him, you felt betrayed. It wasn’t even noon, but you were done. You needed it to stop. You walked off, deciding to go to Mirae’s house and drink your ass off. Little did you know Jiyong heard your footsteps as you walked off. He wanted to run after you, hold you and erase every memory of him with that other girl, but he couldn’t. He knew he had to maintain the space. You were happier without him.

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Mirae jumped up from the couch when she heard this continuous knocking on her door, almost annoyingly loud.

“Hold on, for fuck’s sake! I’ll be there in a minute.”

She flung open the door, fully prepared to scream at whoever was at the door when her jaw dropped. You were standing there, seriously dishevelled, in your work clothes. Your hair was pulled out of the neat arrangement it had been in in the morning, your make up was smudged from all the crying and you had tear marks running down your face. You had this painfully forced smile on your face and you held two bottles of wine in your hand.

“Mirae! Babe,” You threw your arms around her. “Let’s get drunk.”

“Y/N, what? It’s 11 am.”

“So what? Who cares? It’s just a little wine anyway.”

And before Mirae could stop and ask you what happened, you opened a bottle of wine and chugged.

Mirae gently coaxed the bottle, which was half empty, out of your hand and sat you down.

“Y/N, what’s wrong? Do you want to talk about it?”

You grabbed the bottle back. “Nope.”

Before you could drink again, Mirae snatched it away again.

“No, we’re not doing this. You’re going to get drunk and rant and then forget everything if you continue drinking. Not happening. We’re going to talk this out and deal with our problems, okay? We can take however long you want, and you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, but you’re not doing this thing again where you try to forget about them.”

You fell silent.

“You wanna take a shower and change into something comfy? I’ll fix you something to eat in the meantime.”

You slowly nodded and left. When you got back, you were decidedly calmer. Your skin was a little splotchy from having cried so much, but you weren’t near hysterical anymore, which is always a good thing. Mirae just quietly watched you and didn’t say a word until you had eaten. While handing you a glass of water, she sat down beside you and pulled you into a hug.

“Y/N, I don’t know what happened, but it’s okay. I’m here for you. We’re going to get through this.”

You couldn’t help it. You started crying again. She held you and let you cry it all out before finally asking you,

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Yeah.”

You took a deep breath and started ranting about Jiyong. Mirae heard you out throughout and with each passing second, she got more annoyed at her brother.

“Good god, he is an idiot. I don’t know what he’s thinking. You know what he rants about when he’s drunk? About how he would do anything for your happiness. I didn’t realise he meant he wanted to pull this bullshit. He always talks about how he will wait for you, no matter how long it takes, if you’re unhappy. That idiot doesn’t realise that there is no need to wait for fuck’s sake. He even heard you tell him you love him. But no, that’s not enough. Why? “She won’t remember saying it.””

She paused when she noticed you staring at her.

“What?”

“I told him I love him?”

“Yeah, you did. You were drunk, which is probably why you don’t remember.”

But the moment she said that, hazy recollections of the night he sat with you in the park started to come back to you. Fuck. You told him you loved him. You told him you missed him. And as you sat there shocked over your words, you realised just how true they were. Shocked, you whispered to yourself,

“Then why is he doing this?”

Mirae sighed. “He’s an idiot, that’s why. Also, he thinks he’s never seen you smile as happily as you did when you were with Minho.”

“What?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s only because I wasn’t with him!”

“I know that. You know that. The only problem is he doesn’t.”

You jumped up, determined to go and talk things out with Jiyong, when Mirae held your arm, stopping you.

“Look, I know you want to go talk to him now, but it’s only 2 in the afternoon. He’s still at work, with everyone else there. If someone records your conversation, it would be a huge scandal. You should talk to him after he goes home. Why don’t you nap for a while instead? I know you haven’t been sleeping all that well.”

Reluctantly, you followed her advice. She was right. You couldn’t afford to risk a scandal involving you, Jiyong, Yuna, Jae and Minho.

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It was late when you woke up from your nap. Really late. You rubbed your eyes and reached across to check the time on your phone. 11pm. Wait. What. How on earth did you sleep for nine hours straight?! You doubled checked the alarms you set on your phone. Great. You managed to sleep through all of them. You looked around Mirae’s room and you saw a family photo. Jiyong. That was why you were exhausted in the first place. You couldn’t sleep thinking about him. Well, not anymore.

---

Jiyong was lazily watching some old reruns of a tv show, not able to bring himself to watch anything you liked, when he heard someone maniacally banging on his front door. Worried for a minute, his fear eased when he heard your voice.

“Kwon Jiyong, I know you’re in there! And if you don’t fucking open this door, I’ll stay here all night.”

Worried about you, he gently opened the door, prepared more for you coming in and sitting down. He was not prepared for you storming in with crazed eyes, kicking the door shut behind you, grabbing his collar and pushing him against a wall.

“Wh-what”-

“Enough. I’ve had enough of this Jiyong. Why? Why are we putting ourselves through this?! No. Why are you putting me through this?!”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’ve had enough of you ignoring me.”

“Y/N, I had to-”

“Shut the fuck up and listen. I love you Jiyong.”

And you pulled him closer, sliding your arms around his neck before kissing him.

---

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[jeinseovipjwalkcom]

WINNER FIRST IMPRESSION

Winner members meet you on their vacation. They find you cute and want to know you more. So here's their first impression of you 😍

JINU

It was 2 days before New Year and he decided to go to Imja Island. While he was on the way to his hometown, he saw you on bus. He was looking at you while you realized there's someone's eyes on you 👀 he made sure to make it naturally approaching you. He made conversation with you and asked your destination. He was surprised that you also wanted to go to Imja Island to have holiday. You knew from the very first he is Kim, Jinwoo. He asked you to contact him if you need guide (LOL I don't know he will do this or not but he always looks so passionate with Imja Island). You ended up call him and that was how you met and knew each other.

Hoony

First time you came to South Korea and you barely knew about anything. So you just looked up on internet restaurant with good rating. You two met while waiting in line. He was taking his day off. He found you cute and he decided to get your attention by dropping something and asking you to give back to him. A little bit creepy at first you thought, but after a while you realize he's Lee, Seunghoon! You were blushing knowing he's Hoony. You ended up eating with him because he thought it would be better not to eat alone. Well, he's Lee, Seunghoon... 😉

Mino

You were in Osechill. You came alone and ate as much as you can. You didn't care about what people think. You want to de-stress your situation by eating. Mino slowly approached you and asked if you were okay. You just nodded and kept eating. You didn't see he was Mino. You are a fan of him since WIN. Mino saw you came 2 days in a week like for a month because you find Osechill has good vibe. Mino kept talking to you until you realize the person you were talking to is Song, Minho. You were blushing and Mino laughed. He pat your head because he found it cute. He said sorry and you said it's okay. After 2 weeks you came, he asked your number (in case you want to come again).

Yoon

He was in Busan to visit his mother. By the time he spent his time at his favorite place. Since it is very popular place, you also came and spent your time after visiting your parents. You hit him unconciously while thinking about something you shouldn't think on holiday (school things LOL). You suddenly said sorry and he just asked if you were okay because that was too hard. You said yes and looked at his eyes. "Wow, he's the person who's on TV" you couldn't remember his name even though he's a celebrity. "Why are you here alone?" It was midnight so no wonder he asked your reason you went out alone. You just smiled and left. He found it odd. He wanted to wait because he didn't want to interrupt your thinking. He ran to chase you and ended up taking you home since it was midnight. "Hey, I'm Seungyoon. I live there and you can contact me to have company even in midnight. Maybe we could be friends...?" That was the first time you opened to stranger and you don't regret it since he is such a gentleman.

Note: Thank you for reading this! It is my first time writing fan fiction. I open any request (suggestion and critic since it's my first time). Hope you enjoy this!

[babybirdgyeom]

“just nod your head.”

summary: four months of trying to convince yourself that you were fine without him later, you saw him again and he once again showed you why you loved him so much. 

word count: 4k

genre: ex-lovers!au | angst with a happy ending 

note: this one is for all of us mino girls out here, struggling to find any winner content. i got you, bitches. pictures are from @winnermillions​ 

You were fighting a battle against your drunk self, your heart against your head, your hidden feelings against the words you told yourself over and over again, for months and months.

‘You don’t need him anymore. You don’t want him anymore.’ But the more you tried to convince yourself, the more you tried to forget about the suppressed memories, locked somewhere deep in the back of your brain, the more you felt like failing. How long would it take you to finally get over him?

Your eyes started to burn, not even blinking, as you blankly stared at his name on your phone, wanting to call him so bad but knowing you shouldn’t.

God, you missed him. Scoffing to yourself, you finally had to admit it to yourself: Maybe, after all the endless tries to convince yourself, you still weren’t over Song Minho. And how could you get over him? It felt almost impossible, no matter how hard you tried to avoid him.

Taking a deep breath you shook your head as if it would help you find happier thoughts. Seunghoon’s bathroom suddenly felt so small and constraining, as if you had no room to breathe. It was time to get up and leave the bathroom, get back to the party and act as if everything was fine, you knew that, but today it felt harder than usual.

Your thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking against the door and asking for you and for once, you were rather thankful to be interrupted while being in the bathroom.

“Come in. I didn’t lock it.”, you said, knowing it was Jinwoo on the other end of the door.

Cautiously, he opened the door to check on you. By now he knew you way too well and without having to say anything, he immediately understood what was going on.

He sat down beside you on the cold floor, his back resting on the bathtub just like yours, two red cups of alcohol in his hands.

“Thought you might want to drown your feelings in alcohol.”, he said soft, a slight comforting smile on his face.

“Did I ever tell you that I love you?”, you asked your friend with the face of an angel before taking a bit gulp of the strong liquor in your cup. It tasted terrible but after all the years, you somehow got used to Jinwoo’s terrible drinks.

He chuckled before giving you a pitiful glance, “Are you ever going to talk to us about it? Or at least to me?”

Sighing, you pressed your lips into a thin line. The music from behind the door was loud and you could feel the bass in your body, despite being in a different room. Certainly, everyone was having fun but for you and you started to feel bad - you definitely never intended to be a killjoy.

“I’m fine, really. Just a bad day.”, you promised him, giving him a bright smile as if to prove that he didn’t have to worry about you.

Scoffing, he shook his head, “You’re a bad liar, (y/n).”

For a minute the two of you just sat in silence, your head resting on his shoulder. Mino and you broke up four months ago and ever since then, you avoided each other as good as possible. The break up wasn’t ugly or dramatic, it was a mutual one, knowing that sometimes the right people meet at the wrong time.

Looking back at it now you hated how mature you tried to be, always understanding every point Mino made and agreed that it was the best to part like this. Both of you wanted to cause no damage but now it felt like you were both just too afraid to fight for something good.

“I’ll be fine.”, you said again, this time more honest. Maybe you weren’t fine right now, but one day you would be.

“I know.”, Jinu said quietly, looking up to the ceiling, “But right now you’re not.”

“I drank too much.”, you whispered, “I get sentimental when I drink.”

“He’s trying to avoid the topic just as much as you.”, he said and for a second your heart froze. The boys tried to not mention him around you, not wanting to upset or hurt you. Sometimes you wondered if they talked to him about you, if they knew how he was handling things, but you never dared to ask.

They were your friends, sure, they would tell you if you asked but you felt like it was hard enough for them to find a balance between you and Mino. In the end, they were Mino’s friends as much as they were yours and even though no one would admit it, the break up affected them too. Starting with small things like feeling awkward around you when Mino’s name was mentioned and ending with more complicated things like making sure that you weren’t invited to the same party.

In very frustrating moments like these you wished they’d just invite both of you. It was quite weird to wish for something so bad while knowing how much it would hurt you. Seeing him would feel painful, like a dagger that gets twisted in your heart but sometimes you thought that at least you’d feel something then.

But you were just dramatic in that moment. Most days you were fine, laughing and loving the world and almost glowing a little bit. Today was just a bad day.

Once again, a long sigh before you suddenly got up, your closest friend looking at you in confusion.

“What are you doing?”, he asked amused at your sudden change of mood.

“We’re going to get wasted.”, you said determinedly.

He laughed at you, “Didn’t you just say you drank too much?”

Rolling your eyes playfully, you opened the door of the bathroom, shrugging lightly, “You can try to stop me. Or you can have a good time with me. It’s up to you.”

He joined you and together, you started to dance in the middle of the living room, surrounded by many other people doing the same. It was loud and you and Jinwoo tried to have a conversation while dancing but fastly gave up, your conversation only consisting of ‘What?’ and ‘I didn’t hear you.’.

Looking around, you felt a bit better. You saw Seungyoon dancing with the rest, his cup in the air and an energetic smile on his face. Seunghoon was chatting up a girl in the corner of his living room and she seemed to be interested. Good for him. There were many more people you recognized and greeted while dancing, the atmosphere making you feel lighter and washing your sorrows away slowly.

One hour, two broken glasses, three beers, four shots and five random people making out later you noticed Seunghoon standing in the kitchen all alone, talking to someone on the phone. Of course, that alone wasn’t anything suspicious but the look on his face definitely was - he almost seemed panicked, something rather unusual for your most carefree friend.

Concentrating on every step you took, trying not to trip, you walked over to him to check if he’s okay. He was still on the phone when you arrived in the kitchen, looking at you with his eyes wide open.

“Dude, don’t be like this.”, he whispered, almost acting a bit secretive, “You’ll only hurt yourself. And her.”

“What’s going on?”, you asked him quietly and he strongly shook his head, as if something terrible was about to happen.

“(Y/n). Wait a second.”, he said to you, covering the microphone on his phone before turning his attention back to the person on the other side, “I have to go. Please, think before you act.”

And with that, he hung up.

“What was that about?”, you asked him curiously. Something was definitely wrong.

“Do you wanna take a walk?”, he suddenly asked you, scratching the nape of his back.

Pinching your eyes, you gave him a mean glance, “Seunghoon, what are you keeping from me?”

Before he could answer, Seungyoon joined the two of you, also looking as if he just saw a ghost. He fastly exchanged a glance with Seunghoon, trying to be as careful as he could but you noticed.

“Okay guys, now you’re just being weird.”, you pouted, wondering if you did something wrong, “Is anyone going to talk to me?”

“Yes.”, Seungyoon said, putting his arm around your shoulder, “Let’s talk outside.”

Uncomfortable was the word that would describe the current atmosphere the best, followed by rushed and maybe even a bit worried. Knowing the guys wouldn’t give in you decided to join Seungyoon on his way out, just wanting to know what exactly was going on and why everyone seemed to be in the picture except for you.

Pushing yourself through the crowd of people, Seungyoon was talking to you but you were looking around for Jinwoo because he still had your phone.

When you found Jinwoo you froze in place at the sight of the man next to him. Two pairs of eyes were already looking at you, seeming to be just as taken aback as you were. Mino was standing across from you, only a few steps away, nothing but a few people dancing in between you two. It felt like ages since you were so close to him - but this time, you couldn’t just walk over to him and give him a kiss. No matter how close he was physical, he still was so far away.

First, you felt a strange wave of nothing, you couldn’t hear the music or feel Seungyoon’s grip on your wrist. To you, it seemed like no one was moving around you, as if your whole surroundings just disappeared.

Shortly after that, you felt everything. Never before have you felt so many emotions before, some stronger than others. Your emotions changed within fractions of seconds, first, you felt confused, wondering what he was doing here. Then you felt peaceful, seeing the person you missed so much right in front of you. After that, you felt lonely, almost even isolated from him, knowing he wasn’t yours anymore. A rush of anger came over you, wondering what exactly he was doing here even though he knew you were here, as if he wanted to hurt you on purpose. But then that wave washed away again, feeling pitiful, because you could see in his eyes that he was going through the exact same you were going through right now.

When you could finally catch a breath again you felt completely overwhelmed. To be honest, you didn’t know how to feel. Should you be happy or sad or angry?

Starting to realize the people around you and the music again you looked away from him but could feel his eyes still were glued to your body.

You looked at Seungyoon, a helpless expression written all over your face.

“I’m so sorry.”, he said to you, “We told him not to come but he-”

For a second he fell silent, looking for the right words. Words that wouldn’t hurt you, words that would give you a good feeling.

“He insisted. He wanted to see you.”, he gulped, “Do you want to go outside?”

For a second you looked over to Mino again, he seemed to feel vulnerable and even though, you didn’t want to hurt him, you had to have a second to yourself.

Forcing yourself to break away from his eyes, you walked straight to the door, not caring if you were bumping into other people. Seungyoon was following you, sitting down beside you on the bench in front of Seunghoon’s building.

Caring, he put his jacket around your shoulders, knowing you’d shake enough from your feelings, so you didn’t have to shiver from the cold in addition.

“He is drunk.”, your friend said, his arm around your shoulder to comfort you a bit. It’s not like you were crying or even saying anything, somehow you didn’t feel sad. A few hours ago you sat in the bathroom, wanting to call him but you didn’t expect to actually see him tonight.

“I know we never talked about it but I need to know.”, you said, your lip was trembling while you spoke, your eyes glued to the ground. It was the middle of the night and you were drunk, so you had to force yourself to sober up to avoid stupid decisions, “What did he tell you about how he handles the break-up?”

Yoon let out a long sigh, knowing he owes you this conversation.

“He doesn’t talk about it a lot. You two are very similar when it comes to that point.”, he scoffed to himself, knowing it was hard to read the two of you, “But we’re not dumb, you know. We know Mino and he’s a bit torn. I think he regrets a lot of things but also tries to get over you.”

Now you were the one scoffing, “That truly sounds similar.”

“Lately, he gets drunk a lot and tries to somehow distract himself but it doesn’t seem to work. He asks about you a lot when he drinks.”, Seungyoon chuckled, “It would be quite cute if it wasn’t such a sad situation. I thought he’s finally letting go but now he’s here so I guess I was wrong.”

Suddenly, Jinwoo came running up to you, almost a bit out of breath, pointing to Seungyoon, “Get upstairs and take care of him. I’ll talk to (y/n).”

Agreeing, the two of them gave each other a worried glance before Seungyoon left you alone with Jinwoo.

“Do you want to leave?”, he asked you, “If this is too much for you, you can stay at my place.”

Shaking your head, you shrugged, “What does he want?”

“I’m not sure. He only tells me that he wants to talk to you.”

“I’m so confused.”, you laughed like a crazy woman, still not knowing what to think, “Is he drunk? Angry? Sad? What in the world is going on, Jinwoo?”

“He seems calm. Not too drunk, just really desperate to talk to you.”, he gave you a small smile.

Interrupting the two of you, Mino was walking out of the door, looking at you, “Talk to me.”, he said loudly, not daring to walk over to the bench you were sitting on.

Your friend next to you gave you a questioning look, “Should I go?”

After you gave him a small nod he got up and you waited where you were for Mino to come over to you.

He stood in front of you, his now red hair looked frizzy and you wanted to scold him for not taking better care of it, you told him a thousand times to used conditioner.

“Can I sit down? Or do you want to take a walk?”, his voice was still sweet like honey and he bit his lip nervously, a habit you always thought was rather cute. It was ridiculous how weak you were for him after all - you should feel angry at him for ruining this party and just show up after four months of silence but after all, he was your Mino. Nothing mattered when he was around you, it has always been like that.

“Let’s take a walk.”, you said, getting up and breathing in sharply, hoping the cold night air would sober you up.

He was right beside you and your eyes were glued to your shadow on the street, making him look so much taller than you. It felt strangely familiar to walk next to each other like that, as if you just did it yesterday, except for the tense atmosphere between you.

“Talk.”, you said coldly after a few steps. The streets were wet and you had to be careful with every step you took. You didn’t want to sound mean but it was your defense mechanism, better mean than vulnerable.

“I didn’t think I’d get this far.”, he admitted, “So I don’t know how to start.”

“Why are you here, Mino? We haven’t talked in months and now you suddenly can’t wait anymore?”, you asked, looking up at him. It’s been too long since you were this close to his face and it was still as breathtaking as you remembered it to be.

His eyes met yours and you could swear that he was pouting a bit at the sight of you being so close to him.

He gulped before looking back to the street, walking very slowly.

“It’s our anniversary.”, he said quietly.

Immediately you let out a small gasp, realizing today’s date. You completely forget. “It would have been three years today.”, you said just as quiet as he did before, a wave of bittersweet melancholy washing over you.

“It’s not fair of me to just come here and ruin your evening, I’m sorry, it was thoughtless. But I saw a picture of you on snapchat and before I knew, I was on my way here.”, he said, his hands in his pockets and his shoulder brushing yours every now and then.

For a second no one said anything, both of you trying to figure out what to do next while your feet were carrying you around the neighborhood.

Without any warning, Mino suddenly stopped in his place, looking at a wall. Immediately, you froze too, wondering what happened to him.  

“What happened?”, you suddenly asked him, taking a step closer to him. He looked like he saw a ghost, his face pale.

Pointing to a wall, a small smile formed on his face, “Don’t you remember?”

Looking around you realized what he was talking about. You chuckled, “Our first kiss.”

“It’s been so long.”, he said, almost looking a bit happy, “I can’t believe we had our first kiss against a wall in some weird alley like this.”

“It was romantic.”, you shrugged, “Don’t talk bad about it.”

Now he gave you a real smile, one that actually reached his eyes, “It was awkward. I remember asking you if it was okay.”

“Very polite of you.”, you said amused, “You told me to just nod my head if I’d want it too.”

“I remember that.”, he leaned against the wall. More than three years later, he still was the most handsome man to you even though his appearance changed so much. The young boy now was a man, tattoos and piercings decorating his body. His face looked older now, his features sharper and you wouldn’t say this out loud because he’d be insecure about it but he slowly started to get wrinkles on his forehead even though he still was a bit too young for that.

It felt peaceful to just be with him, it felt so right and easy. But you knew that it wasn’t. After all, you two broke up because you had reasons for it.

“Mino, let’s talk.”, you said a bit more serious again, “We drifted apart. Some days we only fought, not saying a single nice word to each other. It’s good to see you but let’s not forget about how sad the ending was.”

You were standing opposite him, the distance between you wasn’t too big but still big enough to stop yourself from doing something you might regret later. The smile on his face vanished and he nodded, feeling guilty, “It’s still sad.”, his voice was quiet.

“The ending is still very sad, (y/n).”, he repeated himself, this time a bit clearer before running his hand through his hair, “So many things remind me of you and I miss you. I know we mutually agreed to break up but I wish I hadn’t.”

That’s exactly what you thought, too. You two should have tried harder instead of just ending things, you knew that now. But still, you were afraid of hurting even more if you tried again and failed a second time. You decided to stay quiet and let Mino continue to talk for now.

“Can I ask you something?”, he didn’t look at you, his glance avoiding yours.

“Sure.”, you simply answered, a bit anxious.

“Did you ever think about calling me? Like, did you ever almost dialed my number but then decided against it?”

You took a deep breath, “Sure I did.”

Apparently, he still knew you better than anyone else. It hit you like the cold night air hit your face.

“When did you do that the last time?”, he asked again, once again hitting the mark.

“About four hours ago.”, you admitted, almost mumbling because you somehow felt ashamed of him reading you like a book.

He suddenly looked into your eyes, a pained expression in his eyes, his eyebrows narrowed. It seemed like he didn’t expect that answer.

“(Y/n).”, his hand reached out for yours and you took it without giving it a second thought, “I know we fell apart but I want us back together.”

There you stood, in front of Mino, holding his hand, only a small distance between the two of you. He looked down into your eyes and you let out a sigh, not knowing what to say.

“You don’t have to say anything.”, he almost whispered, gently holding your chin in his free hand, “Just nod your head if I can kiss you.”

You nodded slowly, chuckling slightly because of the cheesy remark you heard once before. Mino’s lips found yours and a small firework was going off inside your stomach. His lips were soft and warm in contrast to the cold night sky. Your nose brushed his and his thumb was caressing your jawline as he carefully moved your bodies so your back was leaning against the wall, his chest pressing against yours.

It reminded you a lot of your first kiss, except this one was more passionate, a certain degree of longing in it. He freed his hand from yours just to grab your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Slowly breaking away from the kiss, he gave your forehead a kiss, one of his hands in your hair.

You looked at him and he looked at you, his eyes full of love and relief. It has been too long since you felt this alive and you didn’t ever want to lose that feeling again.

“I could get used to the lip ring.”, you joked lightly, wanting to see his smile.

And he gave you one, a big and bright one, one that you missed so much.

“I love you, (y/n).”, he said reassuring, “Now let me kiss you again and again and again, please.”

“Sounds like a perfect night to me.”

[ygboysygbby]

Oh My Demi-God

Mino/Song Minho Scenario

Request: 3 + mino please <3 thxxx

Prompt: I accidentally found out my neighbor can produce fire from his hands. Help???

It had been one month exactly since you started living in your own apartment. Moving to your own space had always been a dream for you, and now that you finally got a stable job in the field that you loved as a plus, you were beyond grateful. It was a fresh start for a fresh new chapter in your life. 

But, it had been two weeks since you noticed how bizarre your neighbor was. 

First, the guy would always, always had the expression of an angry bear. You didn’t know why, but that was what popped up in your head the first time seeing him. He would always seem like he had not sleep in ages. 

Second, there was always a distinct burnt smell mixed with musk and flowery scent going on with him. It was not like you were a creep that smelled on him or anything, it was just that the smell was very strong that you could smell it even just by walking pass him. Let’s just say the scent was hard to miss.

You had not really gotten the chance to catch his name. Not like it was important to you anyway. 

**

“You sure you’re okay going home by yourself? I can go with you.” Your co-worker said. 

“Nah, it’s fine! I can handle two bottles of soju alright, I’m just a little bit lightheaded that’s all.” You said as you opened the door of the taxi.

“You sure?” The guy said while taking your wrist.

“Jackson, it’s fine.” You flinched, pulling your hand and smiled awkwardly. “See y’all tomorrow!”

“I insist, you’re not walking straight.” 

The drinking and hanging out with a few of your co-workers was unplanned, but since it was the director’s birthday, she decided to treat some food, which turned into drinking session. You were glad that you did not end up getting too much drink as one of your co-workers who threw up in the restaurant. You were not even close to being drunk at all, just feeling a bit dizzy, it was normal for you, so in your mind it was not needed whatsoever for your persistent co-worker to accompany you home. Thankfully, Jackson did not say anything during the whole ride, making the situation less awkward. Truthfully you just felt awkward towards the lad since almost all of your co-workers kept saying that he liked you. You couldn’t see yourself together with him at all. Sure, he was handsome and all, too handsome maybe in your opinion, but he was also too flirty, which made you uncomfortable. 

The taxi stopped and It was almost 2 in the morning when you arrived at your apartment. Jackson again, insisted on accompanying you until you were safely inside your apartment unit, even though you kept saying that it was unnecessary. 

“Alright, this is my place.” You said, stopping in front of your door. “Thank you, you should really go home now it’s already late.”

“You sure? I can take you to your room if you want.” The guy smiled.

“No, seriously, Jackson, it’s alright…” You were getting really annoyed by how persistent the guy was.

“Can you keep it down?”

There he was. With his dark red hair that looked shorter from the last time you saw him. Did he get a haircut? His shoulder tattoos, that were showing because of his oversized sweater. His usual grumpy bear face, and this time, you saw the absence of his lip piercing. Even for just being at home, this man still looked like he just came out from a cyberpunk movie.

“Ah, sorry.” Jackson slightly bowed his head. “I’m going home then, I’ll text you when I get home.” 

“Sure…” You rolled your eyes when the guy was already out of sight.

The guy had already locked his door when you grabbed your doorknob to open it. Rummaging through your bag, your heart skipped a beat, realizing that you had left your keys in your office. Great! Now I’m gonna sleep in front of my doorstep and go to work tomorrow while smelling like a drunken hobo. Fantastic!

Fifteen minutes into sitting down and having a headache, while looking like a loser, you began to feel sleepy. Just when you were finding a way to rest your back on the door, the sound of your neighbor’s unlocking his front door was heard. 

From the looks of it, it seemed like he was about to have a smoke, judging by the pack of red Marlboro in his hand. The look on his face was insulting when he saw you sitting down on your doorstep like an idiot. 

“Miss, are you drunk?” He asked, surprisingly giving a damn about his surrounding. 

“No, I left my keys in my office...” You slumped down. 

The man rolled his eyes and sighed. “Are you okay being like that or do you wanna rest on my couch?”

“For real?” You asked, almost not believing what you had just heard. 

“Hurry before I change my mind.” He opened his door and entered before you. 

As soon as you stepped in his apartment, you were no longer feeling sleepy. Bright colors hit your sight like a car crash. There were several paintings hanging on the wall that seemed handmade, and some small figurines here and there. The amount of blue rose used as decoration was crazy that you could had mistaken him as a florist. His whole apartment room looked like an art exhibition. Without realizing, your hand instantly moved up to touch one of the paintings that he had hanged. 

“Don’t.”

“Ah... S-sorry, it just looks so pretty.” 

“It’s better for you to just sleep, the more you look around, the more you’ll get freaked out.” He said sternly. 

“Freaked out? I feel like I’m in an art museum right now!” 

He didn’t reply for a moment, so you thought he was just not gonna respond to that, or maybe simply not into keeping the conversation alive, but he opened his mouth before entering his bedroom. 

“Good then, if it doesn’t bother you.” Was all he said before closing the door behind him. 

Now, how do you sleep again?

**

The sound of your usual phone alarm rang and woke you up. The slight pain in your back caused by sleeping on the couch was very noticeable, awaking your sleepy head self immediately. Cooked pancake and a hint of cigarette? You didn’t know since when did you became so good at detecting scents. 

And so you got up, taking your feet to what seemed like the kitchen. You could hardly tell because how poorly dimmed the room was. 

“H-Hey! Why are you smoking while cooking? Is that even safe?!” 

The man didn’t seem to be bothered and kept cooking his pancakes.

“Alright, thanks for the help last night, I’m gonna go now...” 

“Do you... want some breakfast?”

That took you by surprise. “Cigarette flavored pancakes?” You giggled. 

It seemed like he almost laughed too, but immediately took a huff on his cigarette. “Yeah, if you wanna call it that.”

“I saw that!” You pointed out as you sat down, still giggling. 

“What.”

“Nothing!” You smiled. How friendly he actually was made you feel relieved. “Thanks for the breakfast.”

It was pleasing how the grumpy bear looking guy was actually a lot nicer than what you thought he was. More lesson on why you should never judge the book by its cover. 

“Alright, I really can’t thank you enough now.” You said, wiping your lips clean. “I’m gonna head out now. It’s really nice to finally meet you properly, uhh...”

“Minho.”

“Ah yeah, thank you Minho!” You offered your hand to shake and introduced your name as well. 

It took him a while, but eventually he shook your hand. Without a word, he simply walked to the door and opened it for you. 

“I owe you one. Let me know if you need anything!” You waved before making your way out. 

“Yeah, whatever.” 

“Actually,” You said, stopping midway. “I really like your paintings…”

“Really.” He said in a monotone voice, but there was a tiny hint of sparkle in his eyes. “You wanna see more… next time?”

“I can?!” You widened your eyes in disbelief.

The redhead only shrugged, a small curve crept on the edge of his lips for a second, before going back to his usual expression.

“Sunflower?” You voiced out your thoughts as the scent of his perfume found its way into your nostrils. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to sound like a creep it’s just that your perfume’s really strong and I— uhh...” 

“Creep.” He chuckled. 

“H-Hey!”

Seeing him smiling really brought you into a good mood and you had no idea why. 

**

Some days passed and you continued on living your life as usual. Eventually, as you grew closer by sharing the same interest with your neighbor, now you had one additional thing added to your life. Some nights, instead of going out for a smoke at late night, Minho, who apparently preferred to be called Mino, went to your apartment to teach you how to paint. Or, you visiting his place instead to simply watch him paint, which was mesmerizing in your defense. Or sometimes when you both just needed the company. He learned that you worked for a fashion magazine, you learned how he actually also had interest in fashion, and would occasionally ask you about the clothes he wore, which you recently found out, was altered by him. Apparently, Mino had his paintings and sculptures commissioned by tons of people, and that was kinda his source of income. The guy never fancied the spotlight too much, but a man still gotta eat, so there was that. 

You loved how passionate he was when he talked about art. He just turned into a very talkative man and would argue without hesitation. You also learned that he wore his perfumes based on his mood. Sunflower when he was feeling good and Rose on the blue days. Lately, he had been wearing sunflower a lot. 

Mino was not exactly a very open book, but rather, if he were a book, he would be a mystery one that got more excited the more you read it. 

**

It was your day off and you decided to stay at home. The pleasure of just watching horror movies and eating snacks at night was just the right thing for you in your leisure. Thirty minutes into watching, out of the blue, you heard your doorbell rang. At first your mind immediately went to Mino, but you remembered how he would always knock instead of ringing the bell. Tiptoeing, you peeked at the peephole and were shocked to see who was outside. 

Jackson, seemingly drunk.

At first you were hesitating, but you opened the door anyway. “Jackson, you can’t just come without telling me first…”

“Can I come in?” He said with sloppy voice.

To say the truth, you didn’t want to let him in, but you felt a little bit bad for the guy.

“Alright, let me help you.” You put his arms over your shoulder and took him to sit down on your sofa. “I’ll grab some water, just rest your head.”

“Wait.” He grabbed your wrist. “I don’t need water.”

“Yes you do, so just—“

“I need you.” Jackson suddenly said, pulling your wrist harder, making you fell down on his lap.

“Look, I’m so sorry but I don’t feel the same way. I’m sure there’re plenty of girls out there—“

“Shut up.” 

Before giving the chance for you to react, he already grabbed you by the head and forced you into a kiss. You were struggling to pull back as you could already feel his tongue pushing in. When you managed to push him, his expression was furious. You had never seen Jackson like this before. It was like his perfect handsome face just transformed into a demon. 

And then it clicked on your head. 

The guy did not even reek alcohol at all.

“You’re not even drunk aren’t you?” You looked at him in disgust.

That was it. Jackson snapped and stood up. He pulled you by your arm and threw you on the sofa violently. 

“You’ll give in eventually.” He said before tightly pinning your hands with one hand against the armrest.

Out of your reflexes, you screamed. It sure did not lasted that long because the bastard already silenced you with his mouth. At this point, he already had his other hand under your shirt. Tears started to flow on your cheeks as all you could think for some reason, was a certain man with red hair. 

Speaking of him…

A loud bang sound of the door being closed in a rush came from next door. Your front door was locked, but Minho just entered your apartment like there was no problem. The tiny smoke from your doorknob, did not caught anyone’s eyes. Mino didn’t even seem like he moved any muscle when he took Jackson by his back collar and threw him to the floor. Jackson moaned in pain, in fact, he sounded too much in pain for someone who only got thrown on very short distance. 

And that was when you saw the smoke.

It came from both of Jackson’s collar and Mino’s right hand.

“Holy shit! What the fuck are you?! I’m calling the fucking cops on you!!!” Jackson whined, still patting the back of his neck, trying to put out the small fire.

“Sure, and I’ll tell them you just tried to rape an innocent woman.” 

Mino’s eyes were eyes cold, ironically. He simply stood there looking at Jackson, waiting for his reaction. There was still specks of fire floating around his hands, as if he was ready to attack in any second. Didn’t take too long before the guy started running away like a chicken, with his now nonexistent back collar.

When Mino turned to you, you were already crying. Not because of how scared you were, but of how grateful and thankful you were of him. Even when it turned out that he was probably not even human, you could not care less. He bent down and hugged you tightly, so tightly that you could feel his heartbeat racing. You just cried and didn’t know what to say. He seemed like he was also lost of words, only his hands caressing your back softly, trying to calm you down.

“Are you okay?” He said right after breaking the hug.

“Yeah.” You sniffed.

“Are you… scared of me?”

You shook your head in disagreement and took his hands in yours. “Does it hurt when you do that?”

“No… I’m just so angry right now you have no idea.” He leaned his head on your shoulder.

You smiled as you feel the butterflies in your stomach. “You still smell good even when you don’t have any perfume on.” A giggle left your mouth. 

The guy turned tense and looked at you for a second, before turning away. A shy blush crept on his cheeks. Another expression you did not know he had.

“Don’t say that.”

“Why?” You cheekily smiled, followed by a quick stollen peck on his lips.

“Y-You…”

“What?” You eyed him playfully. 

“Dear Hephaestus, forgive me for I’m about to sin…” He sighed before kissing you back.

“You owe me a good explanation after this.” You said, breaking the kiss for a second before locking them back again.

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UGH Tumblr got rid of the divider line and now I’m just pissed of how unorganised this post look!!! lol

Feels good to be back after a while, I’ll probably start making more soon, but can’t promise y'all for regular updates cause i’m busy :(

Thank u very much for reading! 💖💖💖

[jimin-jungshook-over-literalbae]

Winner Mino Series: Turn Off the Light *Part 2* (Everday Album Series) SMUT

Hey guys! What’s up? I still kind of feel like shit, but I’m going to try and do some more writing before I sleep. I’m also watching this movie I remember from my childhood called “The Time Machine”. It’s from 2007 and it was one of my dad’s favorite movies. He used to watch it all the time when I was little and I found it on Hulu. It’s a very interesting science fiction film and I highly recommend it to anyone interested in the sci-fi genre. It has a very interesting story line and, like all sci-fi, comes from the question “What if....”. It’s a very entertaining film, albeit, quite dark. As always, if there’s anything that you want to see, please feel free to send me a request! I love writing what you guys want to see! Let’s get into this, shall we?

Request:

@skittlekit: Isn't it such a shame that there's not a lot of quality Mino (or Winner) content this past few months? So this is my idea cause I'm a sucker for angst + smut combined - ready? okay. Please make a multiple part story (Sorry for being demanding, thirsty for sommeee goods) inspired by their song from new album titled WE WE'RE.

Months had passed since that first date and your relationship had remained steady. Any time he could spare was spent with you, enjoying your company and taking you on any dates he could. Tonight is the first night that the the two of you will be spending together, side by side in a bed. The idea both excites and terrifies him.

Your warm hand finds his once again as you lay next to him, your body curling into his. He swallows nervously, his fingers brushing over your cheek. They continue down your jawline as your soft voice floats around him. He watches your lips move, his mind seeming to drift from a peaceful evening with you to one of a different kind. A topic that he’s too scared to breech.

His lips brush yours with the lightest of touches. Your smile draws him in more, causing him to kiss you a second time. This kiss is different than the last one, something deeper and with a completely different meaning. His hand cups your cheek, pulling you closer to him as his other hand closes around your hip. Finally, after what seems like an eternity of his lips pressing desperately to yours, he finally manages to pull himself away.

“We should stop here,” He says softly, his breathe leaving him in soft pants.

“Why?” Your question shocks him.

This time, you kiss him, your lips moving desperately against his. His fingers knot in your hair as he changes your positions, his body pressing yours into the mattress beneath you. His lips trace down your jawline as his hands softly caress your sides. He slowly slides your large t-shirt off, his filled with nothing but admiration. He can feel your shyness but you are perfect in his eyes, a beauty without a single flaw.

He slides your shorts down and then his finger is brushing across your clit, causing you to gasp. Your back arches and the sound you make has him desperate to hear it again, his finger moving faster. Your body is shaking and all he can do is admire it, admire you. He gently slides a finger in your entrance, testing to make sure that you are ready. The moan that leaves your lips gives him confidence.

He slides on a condom and then he’s in you, the pleasure of the moment almost too much to handle. He tries to start off slow and give you time to adjust but everything in him is screaming to go faster. He is unable to hold back, the pressure building in him too much to bear. His movements stutter and he finds himself unable to maintain a pattern. He can feel you letting go, sending him into overdrive. He’s desperate to release, let you know that he feels the same pleasure that you do.

Moments later, he’s in utter euphoria. You share a feverish kiss as his movements slow before finally stopping. Both of your breathing is labored, leaving you in short pants. He lays beside you, your warmth pressed against his as you slowly drift off to sleep. His face nuzzles into your hair as he takes in your sent, his body relaxing as, too, finds sleep.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Please feel free to send me any requests you might have!

[rayofsunas]

hard but not impossible — song minho

A/N: the end of this is horrible, but I worked on this a few weeks ago (like two or three) and forgot about it and couldn’t think of a way to end it so it kinda ended abruptly in my opinion, but I hope you enjoy anyway!

Pairings: Song Minho x Fem! Reader

Summary: Minho and you struggle with co-parenting your three-year-old daughter.

Warnings: domestic au! + family au!, parental issues, swearing, smoking

Words: 1,537

"We've already gone over this, Minho!" Minho's ex-girlfriend couldn't help but raise her voice.

"We have," Minho admitted with a nod. "And I told you I'd tell her to stop!" He snapped just as equally loud.

"You won't! I've been telling you for weeks to tell her to stop, and she hasn't. I don't want Hyojin around that." You explained, referring to Minho's current girlfriend, Ailee, who has a habit of smoking cigarettes. You'd caught her last week when you stopped by to pick up your daughter from her father, she'd been smoking around the three-year-old. You've scolded Minho hundreds of times for his girlfriends' behavior, and he always said he'd speak to her about it. Maybe he had, you hadn't been there for it though. But if he did, Ailee was incredibly rude and didn't care.

You even politely told Ailee to quit, at least around Hyojin. It wasn’t right of you to straight up tell her to quit permanently when it wasn’t your business and when you didn’t know what she was going through, but you at least wanted her to stop around your three-year-old. You could've been a lot meaner during those times, but decided that wasn't right either, also afraid Minho would somehow blame you if she ever broke up with him. You didn't want to be blamed, not for something that didn't necessarily even involve you.

He just never listened. He never learns, and he never will. You wished that every time you came to see him, you didn't have to argue. Because at the end of the day that was the last thing you wanted to do after work, arguing over already discussed things were starting to get old. You still loved him, he was your daughters' father. You wanted to work this out, you truly, truly did. But he was making it extremely hard.

Opening your mouth, you muttered, "If you can't respect that and don't want to listen when it comes to bettering Hyojin's life, then maybe she shouldn't go with you anymore." You stated boldly from your standing position in the middle of the living room, hands at work with the laundry you were contently folding before Minho knocked on the door ten minutes ago begging if Hyojin could spend the weekend with him.

Your answer was no. It had been no ever since you caught Ailee smoking in front of Hyojin while she was playing with her toys.

"Seriously? You can't keep her away from me. She's my daughter too." He sounded incredibly childish, but honesty was behind his words. And he was right. You couldn't keep her away from him, and you didn't want to have to do that. He was her daughter, they had a special bond, it was wrong of you to do that.

"I understand that. But I don't want her around things like that— people like that!" Angrily throwing the clean clothes onto the couch you tiredly yelled, "I've told you thousands of times, and you never listen." The tall man's eyes rolled, he began pacing in front of you, hands running through the blond tips of his hair.

He was growing angry the more and more you denied him the right to allow Hyojin to go with him.

"It’s practically the same situation as a year ago with that sleaze bag!" Your eyes widened in disbelief at his raised voice.

Your voice shook and your lips quivered, "Minho—"

"I guess we're in the same situation, huh?" His words were harsh, filled with malice, not from the core of his heart though. He could never feel that way towards you ever. This was just anger, in the form of words that at the end of the day, he didn't mean.

"I never let him hit her." Your voice was a low whisper, eyes threatening to glisten with tears.

"Doesn't matter," Minho shrugged angrily. Eyes dark and angry. "She was there when he pounded your head so hard into the wall it sent you to the hospital!" The man you still continued to love was furious. ”You remember when I had to come to the hospital after you called? Hyojin was scared! She said she heard yelling in the kitchen, Y/n!”

Your face dropped, eyes gazed down, mouth dry.

By the sullen look on your face, he knew he crossed a line he shouldn't have. Bringing up someone such as your abusive ex, in that way? He never saw himself doing that. Ever. But he just had; all because he was angry.

"Y/n—"

"Hyojin is upstairs. Help her pack a bag. You can take her for the night." You walked right past him, heading towards the kitchen.

Letting out a hiss at his stupid behavior, Minho whipped around quickly on his heel and allowed his long arm to reach for you.  

"Y/n, hey—" your eyes caught his own eyes as you were forced to face him. They were tear-filled. And he felt horrible.

"I shouldn't have said that. I'm so sorry." He apologized, his thumb smoothed over the top of your hand, hoping to comfort you. Hoping you'd see he was truly sorry for saying such horrible things.

"I know. We all say stupid things right?" Gently snatching your wrist and retracting it back towards your side, you turned again and continued your trek to the kitchen.

-

"I didn't think co-parenting would be this hard, Hanni." You muttered to your cousin as you sipped on your honey tea.

"I knew it was going to be difficult," you muttered, your family member nodding in acknowledgment. "But not impossible." You sighed.

"I think what you're doing on your end is right. If he wants to act the way he is, he shouldn't be allowed to see Hyojin." Yuna, your cousin from your fathers sighed shrugged, her spoon swirling in her teacup. "It's not just him, it's her."

"Look, I don't want to be the one to ruin his relationship. And I don't want to be the reason he and Hyojin aren't close." You admitted honestly, hoping she'd at least understand a little of where you were coming from.

Your cousin said with a small grin, "You need to remove the problem.

"And the problem," She sipped on her scalding hot tea.

"Yuna—" you warned with a heavy sigh.

"The problem is what's her name," she snapped her fingers, trying to grasp a name although you knew she knew the troubled girls name.

"Ailee."

"Yeah, Ailee. Remove her from the situation." She shrugged as if it was nothing. But in reality, it was more than that. You couldn't just ‘remove her from the situation’. It wasn't that easy, and you shouldn’t have to break up a relationship; you didn't want to.It was incredibly wrong.

"I can't just remove her from the situation."

She verbalized, "She's a threat." You snorted at the older girl you called your cousin. She'd been at this ever since you and Minho decided to split, she'd always seen Ailee as a threat, someone she didn't like; hence why she said didn't even try to remember the girls' name, though you had a gut feeling she knew. "A threat to what—"

"You and Minho." She stated it as if it were the obvious, and maybe to her, it seemed like Ailee was a  threat. But she really wasn't. She was just rude and inconsiderate; not listening to your or Minho, if he had even told her about the things that worried you.

"Me and Minho aren't anything. We agreed to stay friends."

"That's the problem. You need to get him back, maybe this time you'll be better together."

"I don't know.”

"You have to admit you still love him. I mean come on, you've been together since high school."

"Maybe that's the problem. We've been together too long. We know each other's faults, habits, everything. We needed a change, friends will work out just fine."

"He's still super protective." She explained. "I know it's a touchy subject, but do you remember that time you'd just newly broken up? Maybe like five months or so. And you ended up in the hospital because of that jerk."

"He sat with you the whole time when the nurses tended to your wounds. Wouldn't let the male doctor touch you, and complained to them that they weren't doing their best to help you."

"I remember." You weakly smiled. "I had bruises everywhere. I—I told him that the doctors couldn't just make them go away and that they would fade on their own. But he was persistent and mad that they weren't helping me; although they did give me pain medicine. He kept saying, 'You're doctors. You're supposed to fix her'."

"He got a little hostile. I knew it wasn't his intention. But he was fired up. Wanted me to be better."

"He wasn't even your boyfriend at the time and he was extremely protective. He still loves you, no matter what happened or what he said."

“He wants to be there for Hyojin. I know he does. What father in their right mind wouldn't want to be with their daughter?"

You sighed. “I guess you’re right.”

[blu-joons]

DAD WINNER A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Song Minho

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Being affectionate with you never used to be a massive thing for Minho, however whilst you were pregnant, Minho couldn’t get enough of you and how amazing you looked with your bump, wanting to be around you all the time.

B ⇴ BUMP

He loved to draw and trace patterns around your bump whenever he was cuddling up beside it. He always hoped that your baby would be able to feel whatever Minho was doing, and even if he couldn’t, he just hoped it was calming enough against your bump to try and help you get some rest for a while.

C ⇴ CRAVINGS

Minho hated watching you crave, mainly because he hated seeing you eating so many delicious foods. His diet was always in the back of his mind and so he tried his best to ignore what you were doing and not join, but sometimes it was just too difficult for him to ignore, eventually usually grabbing some for himself too.

D ⇴ DUE DATE

When you went over your due date, Minho could tell straight away how frustrated you were, you wanted to have your baby out. With that, Minho tried to do as much as he could to help you encourage your baby to get some rest, whether it be walking around or trying do some stretches that he had learnt about whilst researching, whatever he could do to encourage your baby to come, he would do it.

E ⇴ EMOTIONS

He was very much looking forward to a new challenge in his life by becoming a father and starting a new adventure with you. It was certainly going to be far from easy for him, but at the same time Minho couldn’t wait to throw himself into being a dad and learn as much as he possibly could. You loved seeing how excited he was to become a dad too, admiring the wide smile that he so often had on his face.

F ⇴ FAMILY

As much as he loved having his family with you guys to support you, it didn’t stop Minho often feeling guilty that you weren’t able to have your family with you. Whenever he took a photo or a video of you, he made a great effort to send it onto your parents too so they could see how you were doing, and most of all see for themselves that your bump was growing well and that you were absolutely fine too.

G ⇴ GENDER

Minho wanted to surprise you by telling you the gender of your baby by doing something creative. He ended up painting a picture with either pink or blue coloured into it, hanging it up in your nursery, with you one day walking into the room and noticing it, realising exactly what it was telling you.

H ⇴ HEARTBEAT

You loved the look on Minho’s face whenever he heard the beat of your baby’s heart. He always looked stunned when he heard it, no matter how many times he did hear it, it never quite sunk in for him that that sound really belonged to his baby, and the human who he was going to be responsible for too.

⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

He would often tell you that he loved you when you were least expecting it. When he watched you go about your day, not knowing that Minho would watch you, he would call out to let you know that he loved you as he admired watching you do whatever it was that you were doing whilst also trying to do so with your bump.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Minho was quite intuitive and so he could tell when someone was attempting to make him jealous, and so he could usually do something about it before anyone made him particularly jealous. He doesn’t tend to let too much get to him whilst you’re pregnant, he just wants to enjoy the fact he’s about to become a dad before anything else, if anyone wants to try and get him jealous, then that’s their problem, not Minho’s.

K ⇴ KICKS

He loves to feel the kicks of your baby whenever you’re around him, if you present Minho with the smallest of chances to wrap his arm around your bump then he will snap it up in an instant. He’ll immediately pull you across to him so that he can grab onto you and begin to try and feel for a few of your baby’s kicks.

L ⇴ LABOUR

Minho is incredibly supportive and observant whilst you’re in labour, making sure that you have everything that you need. He knows more than anything else that he needs to step up and make sure that you’re well looked after. There’s very little that he can do for you, and so whilst he’s limited, Minho tries his hardest to make sure that he can do as much as possible to make labour as easy as possible for you.

M ⇴ MORNING SICKNESS

There’s never a doubt in his mind that he needs to be there for you in the mornings. Although Minho is far from the easiest to wake up in the mornings, and even on next to no sleep some mornings too, he still makes sure that he’s there to support you as he never wants for you to have to go through morning sickness alone.

N ⇴ NURSERY

Minho couldn’t wait to get stuck in when it came to your baby’s nursery, he loved designing it and putting the theme together, hand painting much of the decoration onto the walls himself in his spare time.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He was obsessed with your bump, seeing you pregnant and interacting with your baby certainly kickstarted the creative side to Minho, giving him plenty of new inspiration to start putting a few pieces together.

P ⇴ POST BIRTH

Minho stayed by your side as much as he could after you gave birth, keeping the three of you together as often as possible so that he could keep an eye not only on your baby but also keep an eye on you so that you didn’t try to do too much or risk injuring your body by not making sure that you recovered properly.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Whenever the two of you laid awake at night, Minho would love to ask you questions about your baby and pregnancy, hoping that the effort that you put in to talking to him would help to get you to sleep quicker.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

He loved drawing and creating things for your baby, using his skills as a lyricist to create plenty of books that your child would end up loving. Minho wanted to teach your child plenty of values with the books that he created, making them personalised to your baby by adding all of your family members and the two of you into the book so that they would know exactly who all of the characters were.

S ⇴ SCANS

Minho ended up keeping a copy of your scan photo in a frame at the side of his bed so that when he woke up every morning, he could see your baby. It was the perfect boost that he needed to start his day with a smile on his face, and also a great reminder to remember to stay motivated throughout the day too.

T ⇴ TEST

You both knew that at some point the two of you wanted to start a family, and so it felt like only a matter of time for the two of you before you got the positive pregnancy test that you wanted to settle down together.

U ⇴ ULTRASOUND

It didn’t matter how busy he was, Minho always made sure that he made time for your appointments, even if it meant missing out on work.

V ⇴ VISITS

Minho wanted to give the three of you a few days to settle into life with each other before inviting everyone round. Only once all of you had settled did you think about hosting your families and letting them meet your baby.

W ⇴ WAITING

He loved enjoying your pregnancy and seeing your body grow and so Minho was more than patient in waiting for your baby to arrive.

X ⇴ XXXX

Minho would often kiss you when he had you pressed against his chest, with his head resting against your shoulder he couldn’t ignore the chance to press a kiss against your cheek or tuck one into the crook of your neck.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his teammate, everything that the two of you did you did together.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

With how little he often sleeps, Minho can’t help but be a little thankful when you’re restless at night as it means that he has a bit of company in you whilst trying to get himself off to sleep, whilst helping you rest too.

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Masterlist

[yournextdoorwriter]

winner as boyfriends | JINWOO

a/n: other members coming up, so stay tuned! :)

- dating him is lowkey frustrating cause how?? can?? you have a boyfriend?? who’s prettier than you????

- you best believe you guys will have skin care dates like putting on face masks to each other and going to myeongdong to shop for toners, moisturisers, essence, sunscreens... JUST EVERYTHING THAT WILL HELP HIM MAINTAIN HIS CLEAR SKIN

- i mean it’d be like... “jinwoo i don’t need to put sunscreen its winter and the sun isn’t even out”

- “and so??? snow doubles your exposure to UVA rays, now get back here and let me finish applying it to your face”

- “how the f- do u even know that??”

- also: BEACH DATES

- he ain’t called the prince of imjado for nothing!!!

- if you’re not good in swimming, rest assured cause this guy will teach you!!

- and if you are, then get ready for a battle to see who’s faster

- and ofc he’ll be better he practically started swimming maybe at the age of 1???

- and yeah that might be an exaggeration but THE POINT IS HE’D KICK YOUR ASS

- but he’d lowkey let you win

- because your smile whenever you beat him is just 10000x brighter than the sun and it makes jinwoo melt and his heart hurts and damn he can lose every.damn.time if he gets to see you smile like that!!!!!!

- jinwoo is the oldest in winner so most people think he’s like super mature and all that

- but nah, he’s childish too and likes to goof around <333

- but he’d rather show that side of him to people’s he’s comfortable w/ like the members and you :D

- and hear me out: jinwoo singing to you!!!!!!

- yes, you’ll take every opportunity to ask him to sing for you because his singing voice is just?????

- its so relaxing, its beautiful, its soothing, and when he just woke up but he still sings for you?? His deep, hoarse voice????? OH DEAR LAWD

- and there are times when he gets insecure cuz he doesn’t have strong vocals like yoon

- but you always reassure him that’s he’s talented & you’d choose to hear him sing over anyone every day

- And you mean it <3

- i mean?? you woke up from a nightmare and couldn’t get back to sleep?

- the only thing that can calm you down is jinwoo singing you your fave song

- and u guys don’t necessarily have to be together for it to happen

- he’ll sing to you over the phone when he’s away from a tour even tho he’s dead tired

- one day he surprises you and secretly records a voice record of him singing in ur phone

- and he sends you a text saying “i left a little something for you, so you don’t have to listen to anybody else singing when you can’t sleep and you can’t reach me”

- AND LOL HIS TEXT SOUNDS COCKY BUT HIS SENTIMENT IS SO SWEET!!!!!!!!

- and you swear to God if anybody tries to say something bad abt this man you’ll throw hands

- because jinwoo is the most kind hearted person on earth

- and he’s like so INNOCENT

- SO. INNOCENT. or maybe not but the thing is he’s slow when it comes to some... things

- like the first time you slept over and you guys were watching a movie

- and you were like, “babe can we turn off the tv and just go to bed now?”

- and he’s like “but its only 10pm”

- “i know, so let’s go to bed and?????”

- you leave the sentence unfinished to see if he’s gonna get what you mean but he just looks at you with his wide deer eyes

- “for pete’s sake jinwoo lets make out”

- “OH-“

- makeout sesh with jinwoo always starts slow like he’s always careful with his touches bc he doesn’t wanna do anything ur uncomfortable with

- but once you give him a go signal THEN OH BOIIII you’re in for a treat

- it’s like there’s a switch inside of him that will make him like a diff person in bed

- like his kisses will turn rough and there’d be biting and all + his hands will start roaming all around your body and the next thing you know his body is on top of you grinding-

- and ok you get what i mean

- the point is, jinwoo can turn into “hello sir nice to meet you” to “your daughter calls me daddy to” in 0.15351 seconds

- in a nutshell, dating jinwoo is the best because its like you have a bff and boyfriend at the same time

- he takes care of your skin more than you do and you can tell him about gossip abt work/school and he’d be 100% engrossed to ur story

- you’d text him like “BABE GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TODAY!!!”

- and he’s like “omg did kim already broke up with her bf, cause im telling you that guy’s a mess..”

- and yes jinwoo might be prettier than u, but for him you’re the most beautiful girl in the world and that’s all that matters :) :) :)

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Different Kisses with Mino

Thank you so much for requesting this anon! Sorry for the ridiculous wait! I really enjoyed writing these, and I hope I captured Minho for you well!

Kissing Minho leaves you breathless each and every time. 

First kiss:

Your first kiss with Minho happened when you were up, close and personal. As a talented seamstress, Minho wasn’t the first famous person to walk into your studio. But he was one of the few who really took an appreciation for your art. He wore one of your pieces in a music video and when he found out who made it, he came to you personally, hoping to get custom clothing made. He was like a breath of fresh air to you. Every concept he had was addicting and inspired you fervently. Minho’s ideas helped you in return with some collection lines you were struggling with. His ability to sketch often helped you envision what he saw and you really made a formidable team.

There was also an underlying desire that you were both aware of and didn’t approach immediately. When it came to his custom clothing, you had to measure him and then try the garments on him in their unfinished stages. It meant he had to sometimes take off some of his clothing. And you had to simply try and remain as professional as you could and not think about running your hand down his torso. You were always pricking yourself in the process of taking in a seam whilst on him, too distracted by his body. Minho wasn’t clueless, he knew you liked him and further, he appreciated your mind and body a great deal as well. After several months of working together, you had hoped you would settle down the urges you felt whenever you were in close proximity. But they never ceased and burned harder when he’d lean over you from behind at your desk and point out elements of your design. Sometimes he would feel shy exposing himself to you, though there was a bigger part of him that was thrilled, wanting your approval of him as a person physically and mentally. Feelings were strong within him by this stage yet he always hesitated, not sure how to tell you he wanted to be more than just your fashion muse.

You were pinning a new hybrid shirt on his upper body when you needed to be up higher to reach his shoulders so you asked Minho to hop off the stool he stood on and then climbed up yourself, almost levelling your height. He glanced up at you when you leaned in to secure the pin, a smile gracing his gorgeous face. The next minute you were crossing the space and pressing your lips to his firmly. The kiss was everything you had hoped it to be and more – passionate, with his hands finding your waist and drawing you in closer. His lips were softer than you had expected and it surprised you, enjoying feeling them against yours giddily. You placed your hand on his shoulder and that’s when the kiss promptly ended, with both of you yelping from tiny pinpricks to each of you.

“How about I just take this off,” he offered and gently slid out of the garment, and then smiled up at you again. “And we can continue from where we just left off.”

Public kisses:

Minho is definitely more of a hands man out in public. Although he loves kissing you in any given situation and has done so when out together, he puts a lot of attention into the connection he can feel with you by just holding your hand and playing with your fingers. This is evident when you’re out walking, he’ll hold your hand to keep you close to him. In cafes or seated environments, he’ll mindlessly grab your hand and play with it; smiling yet another gorgeous smile in your direction and making you feel like the luckiest person alive. And because he’s so good with his hands, he’s not exactly afraid to use them to tease you, if you get what I mean. Since a lot of your dates are at random times of the night, the darkened atmosphere often lends Minho the confidence to discreetly touch you in spots that wind you up. All whilst smiling that angelic smile at you. Wow, you’re dealing with the devil here and it’s about time you head somewhere private so you can get those kisses he’s definitely keeping from you.

Private kisses:

Time together privately is incredibly affectionate. Minho loves having you near him for as long as he can at any given time. And if he can be cuddling you for the entirety of your time together, then he’s on cloud nine. He loves to give you back hugs when you’re cleaning or cooking and will even try to help you from his position wrapped around you. Kisses to the top of your head are common when he holds you like this, and when you turn to nestle into him, you’re pressing your lips to his clothed chest before snuggling in deeply. You’re both so adorable it hurts.

He’s also pretty cheesy and says the most over the top lines, but thankfully you live for this type of stuff and it only makes you love him more, laughing and kissing him happily. Proclamations of love happen often between you both, sometimes just in the simple form of I love you and others in the more over the top, cringe-worthy ways. You’ll take them however you can get them and give them back just as easily, much to Minho’s delight.

You both do a lot together, working on plans for your clothing or just doing your own things whilst in each other’s company, and you really appreciate just having Minho nearby whenever you feel like you need a break. He’ll happily accept you into his lap, kissing you softly before continuing on with what he’s doing, knowing you crave his physical attention a lot. It’s a mutual thing too because without realising it, just having you in his arms is making him feel much more productive or he’s now avidly kissing you in a productive way. Given how you both have stressful work environments, keeping your private time together affectionate and playful assists in keeping a happy balance in life.

Making out:

Making out usually starts intentionally playful. Minho loves making you laugh and one of the easiest ways to go about that is by tickling you. And of course, since he’s got you captive in his close proximity, squirming against him and laughing breathlessly, he can’t help but fall captive by how gorgeous you are when you look that alive. His grip will change from dancing across your sides to firmly holding you steady, his lips finding yours hungrily. The mood isn’t suddenly going to turn completely passionate though, there’s still a lingering of his teasing play from before and he’ll use that to his advantage to have you moaning out his name in no time. I’ve mentioned it before; Minho is seriously good with his hands. Much like he’s able to draw every curve of your body with a pencil to paper, his hands know all the right spots to caress, to capture within his hot embrace and his lips are just as talented. He will tease you until you’re squirming again, your body aching for more of him. Minho definitely likes to go at his own pace though, murmuring how beautiful you are arching yourself towards him as he kisses trails over your upper chest. He’s going to worship your body for some time before he carries you off to the bedroom to release that seriously building sexual tension between you both.

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Wall kisses: It would be wrong of me to not mention there here, right? There’s something addictive about kissing Minho when he has you trapped against a wall, a hand holding one of your arms above your head whilst the other grips at your hip and slides his thigh in between your legs to brace you both. Sessions like these are going to be heated, with a lot of open-mouthed kisses heavily mapping out your neck and shoulders. Clothes will be wrestled with, even if you don’t have enough time to find a bed, both of you craving the touch of some skin on skin. The need is strong and so is the experience.

Morning kisses:

Generally waking up in the morning involves some kissing. Minho’s going to wake you up with a thousand kisses after he’s taken in your sleeping form for a few minutes. As much as he loves seeing you peacefully resting beside him, he’d much rather see you awake with him. You’ll forgive him for interrupting your slumber after letting out a disgruntled groan, blearily kissing him back when his lips find yours. It’s also great revenge when you can wake him up too, finding yourself nestled into his warm embrace like he’s a giant teddy bear that you held onto all night long. Your attack is slower but just as effective, your lips languidly moving over his bare chest and all the way up to his jawline. By the time you’ve arrived at your destination, Minho’s eyes are staring at you and he’s smiling. Ugh, what bliss. Mornings are so soft with Minho, full of smiles, kisses and quiet laughter. Can I have this too, please?

Making up:

Minho hates fighting with you, especially since you’re both incredibly passionate people. If he can avoid having an argument with you, he will. Yet when you end up in that cycle of you bringing up an issue and him remaining silent on addressing it, well, it’s going to grow bigger until the fight cannot be avoided. Arguing can be a long experience between you both and the fallout can take some time to recover from too. When it’s time to make up, there will be a lot of emotions flying around. At least one of you will cry, probably Minho, which in turn will make you cry too. And now that you’re crying, you’re holding each other for comfort, and little kisses will litter this embrace, soft reminders that you both need and cherish one another. When the emotions settle, it will be time to discuss how to solve your issue, and Minho’s hand will be holding yours for the entire time.

Playful kisses:

Minho’s nature is pretty playful and quite frankly, sometimes rather weird. He has such a distinct sense of humour which thankfully matches yours. It makes him try harder to impress you because you’ve kind of heard and seen it all now. He’ll do or say dumb things and wait in anticipation for your response. Any time you fuel him, you know you’re in for a really crazy day. Minho loves laughing with you, so whenever he can let off some of the stress of his idol lifestyle with being silly with you, he will. And since your own work is pretty demanding, it works as a healing session for you as well. Sometimes, he can be a little immature but that’s the beauty of a relationship such as yours, you know when is enough and you silence him with your lips, kissing him whilst you try your best not to laugh as once one of you starts giggling within the kisses, it’s contagious and you’ll both be laughing and trying to kiss each other and it just becomes a big ol’ mess. A beautiful mess though, right?

You love teasing him. You know that Minho feeds off of your attention, so playfully not giving him it will turn him into a whiny, annoying, possibly going to try and do aegyo to break you type of person and you’re inwardly adoring every moment of it. Outwardly, however, you’re rolling your eyes and trying ever so hard not to smile. But once he sees the slightest glimmer of your lips curl up, Minho’s going to be on top of you, kissing you over and over and chastising you for teasing him. Of course, who’s winning here? Holding out was so worth all those kisses!

Spontaneous kisses:

Minho doesn’t follow any rhyme or reason at the best of times. He can be pretty spontaneous, randomly waking you up in the middle of the night to go on a date because he missed seeing you during the day time, or bringing home a bunch of unneeded knickknacks because they reminded him of your eyes. Yeah, he’s a lot of fun to be around. And because he’s impulsive like this at times, his kisses can often be the same. You’ll be invested in telling him something serious and suddenly his lips are on yours, stealing your words away. When you ask him why he interrupted you, he’ll sheepishly grin and tell you it’s because your lips enticed him to. He’ll kiss you at the most inopportune moments, like when you’re eating because he was intrigued to know what the sensation would feel like, or when you’ve just hopped into the shower. Of course, this last one has a bit of a payout, because one kiss isn’t enough and seeing you naked in front of him has him joining you even if you weren’t exactly planning on being in the shower for long – you are now.

Artistic kisses:

Since you’re both artists in many ways (okay, so Minho has quite the list of artistic traits compared), this was a must-have section. Let’s start with Minho! Over the years you have definitely become his muse for both his lyric-writing and painting or drawing pieces. He’ll often invest his free time into doing both of these things, writing how he feels about you into a lot of his lyrics. He’s almost possessed by your soul, describing it in such a way that whenever you get to hear them after being recorded into a song, or just reading over them when he leaves his lyrics book lying around, you are overwhelmed with so much passion that you have to kiss him. Minho has captured the essence of you so beautifully in his music that you’re always overwhelmed, trying to hold your emotions at bay and focus on cherishing him instead. However, when he draws you, it’s him that’s seeking your lips first. He loves drawing you but it’s also a problem for him, he can never seem to get you down on paper as perfect as you appear in his eyes. He’ll grow frustrated, staring at you and deciphering what is missing. When he draws a blank, he’ll groan and you’ll smile, telling him to take a break. You’ll pull him into your arms and run your hand soothingly through his hair, Minho soon realising that it would be impossible to capture someone as beautiful by his hand and chooses to capture your lips in his instead, kissing you until you’re completely breathless.

When it comes to your artistic side, you’re still making clothing for Minho. And sometimes you make items to match his. It started out as a collection idea, to make sophisticated couple pieces that could be worn together or separately. Of course, you tested them out on yourselves, and Minho loved the concept so much that he started sketching up ideas to further it. And although you did make a line out of it, you decided to keep some pieces exclusively for yourself. It meant that you got to try them on your partner whenever he was home, Minho teasing you for making new clothes for him just because you liked the process of trying them on him. And you did. You knew his measurements by heart now and really could make him anything no matter where he was in the world. But there was something intrinsic about making him try it on before you could call the garment complete. You always felt a rush when seeing it on him in its final stage, biting at your lip to steady your emotions. And the look in your eye is all he needs to cross over to you and kiss you with demand, making sure you know just how appreciative he is for your hard work and creativity.

A final point – if you wear his clothes, especially the ones you’ve made him in front of him, it releases some kind of carnal urge in him to take you out of them, his needs growing for you in a rapid manner. Is that why you always wear them when he’s been away for too long? Heh.

Sentimental kisses:

Let’s end this on a deeper note, shall we? Minho is really in touch with his emotions. He’s not afraid to admit them or release them through tears either. He is an open book towards you about whatever he’s feeling, and if he is ever doubtful about your relationship, it doesn’t take him long to seek reassurance. He’s always looking for your opinion and your acceptance of him, even though he’s fully capable of making his own choices, he just appreciates your place in his world so much. If he’s having a hard time, he won’t hesitate to lean on you and is needy for your attention. The great thing is, all of the above, you know you can and do the exact same thing with him. You’re always there for each other no matter what and you can be pretty sentimental in expressing yourselves too. Deep thoughts feel like an experience when Minho shares them with you. Even though you’re used to him telling you everything, when he utters how he feels, you feel overwhelmed with a need to protect him, to show him how loved he is, and to encourage him forward. And he’s equally overcome with love for you that you both reach for each other and softly express your feelings. Kisses are soft at first and grow in need, only to seep back to a tender stage before you both feel completely full from each other’s attention. A lot of love confessions follow these kisses and then more kisses, because you’re feeling the mood. You love whenever you can both curl up in each other and talk of your ambitions, your fears and limitations because you know it will always be heard, appreciated and end in a session overwhelmed by your love.

  Dating Minho has transported you into another world entirely. Everything is brighter and more exciting having him at your side. You feel you’ve grown professionally as well as personally since meeting him, striving forward for goals you never thought possible to have at the same time. And to Minho, you’re the solace he needed in this crazy world, giving him the energy to carry on each day with renewed inspiration.

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I Don’t Know (ft. G Dragon and MINO) (11)

Part 11

Jiyong finds out something that breaks him.

This series will be updated once a week, every Friday! No specific time though lol. It’s an AU where Jiyong has a younger sister and you’re her best friend! Featuring my OC Mirae as the Best friend. Just saying, it’s not related to any of the scenarios I’ve written so far. Please do leave me some comments or asks! I love receiving them! It’s also a bit of a love triangle situation, so yeah :)) There will be eventual smut in this series.

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Word Count: 1921

WARNINGS: Mentions of alcohol, cigarettes. Mentions of cheating. Manipulation and obsessive behavior by Yuna.

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The week passed by pretty quickly. Mino took that week off from work, so you were grateful you didn’t have to see him. You didn’t know that Mirae and a few ‘light’ threats were behind that, so you simply took advantage of a safe space. Jiyong, however, knew he was screwed. He was loving experiencing the intimacy he always craved with you. It was the small things. The way you’d watch your favourite drama every night with him, the way you’d wander around the apartment in a hopelessly large hoodie, the way he’d make you your tea; he loved all of it. And he knew he was going to lose it. His self-given deadline of a week would be over in a day. It was his last day with you. He just couldn’t handle it. And so, he decided not to handle it.

Before he tried to escape his reality, he knew he had to do something. He had to make sure you went back to your apartment in a day and tried to sort things out with Mino, because…he couldn’t afford to get his hopes up too high. That evening, while you were still at work, he decided to pay Mino a visit.

Minho didn’t disturb you at work, because he knew that it would just make things worse. All he could do was send you desperate messages and try calling you, although he knew you would probably just ignore it. Even though he knew it wouldn’t be you, the moment he heard the knock on his door, he jumped and ran to open it, hoping against hope. Of course, when he saw Jiyong there, he simply sighed and moved aside to allow him space to enter his apartment. Even though Minho knew he messed up, he still couldn’t help the small bit of anger he felt towards Jiyong hyung. He knew a lot of his insecurity was because of him and he knew that his insecurity had shaken the relationship. Jiyong walked in and sat down, staring at Minho. He had questions.

“Why didn’t you tell me when Yuna cheated on you with me?”

Minho flinched.

“You know who she is?”

“I didn’t. After you spoke about her, I looked into it and realised who you were talking about.”

“Well, what do you want me to say? I’m sorry she cheated on me?”

Jiyong’s eyes softened for a second.

“No, I just wish you had told me. I’m sorry for sleeping with her. I should have known better. What I can’t understand is why you were so hell bent on letting her fuck up your relationship with Y/N.”

“I know… the insecurity messed with me. I was so scared something would happen with you and her.”

“She would never.”

“I know… and I hate that I still doubted her.”

Both Jiyong and Minho sighed. There was a moment of silence before Jiyong spoke up.

“Tomorrow, come to my apartment in the morning. She’ll be there. Try and talk to her. Explain yourself. That’s the least she deserves.”

And as he said it, Jiyong hated himself, because he knew you’d forgive Minho. He had never seen you happier than when you were with him. Of course you’d forgive him.

As Jiyong drove away from Minho’s apartment, he knew where he was going. He knew you told him not to drink his problems away, but he needed something to help him for the night. Just a little something to numb the pain.

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You got home late that night, feeling bad for having kept Jiyong waiting. Hwiyoung needed some help with a concept and you had promised to help him out with that. It was just that you lost track of time. Walking in, you slipped off your shoes while yelling,

“Ji! I’m so sorry! Are you done making dinner? Do you need some help?”

You were met with silence, and for a second, you were so scared. You were terrified Jiyong was going to go back to treating you horribly. And you weren’t scared because of the way you would feel when he treated you like that. You wouldn’t take that treatment from him anymore. You were terrified of losing something you valued. You were terrified of losing him.

You quietly walked in and then you realised it upon looking at the dark house. He wasn’t home.

A lot later, you had called him multiple times out of worry. You wanted to know if he was okay. You had made dinner for the two of you, but something refused to let you eat without knowing he was safe. You even tried calling his manager. You even tried calling his friends. But none of them knew where he was.

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 At around 2 in the morning, you were starting to panic. His phone was switched off. No one knew where he was. And he had told no one where he was going. But that was when you heard the loud crash just outside the front door. Hoping to god that he was okay, you rushed and opened the door. He was on the floor outside, wincing as he got up and moved to punch in the code to the apartment. You didn’t realise how worried you were until the relief of seeing him coursed through you. He hadn’t seen you yet, but you pulled him into a tight hug.

“Fuck. Jiyong. I was so scared something happened to you.”

You could smell the alcohol and the cigarettes on him, and usually that would have bothered you, but this time, it just didn’t. All that mattered was that he was safe.

You weren’t expecting any specific reaction from him, but you knew you weren’t expecting him to sound so pained when he said,

“Y/N, please let go of me.”

You didn’t expect to feel so hurt. He was being polite. He wasn’t asking for anything unreasonable. But you felt so hurt. You detached yourself from him and pulled him inside, quickly holding his face and checking for any injuries. You were about to check his arms when he grabbed your hands and stopped you.

“Y/N, stop.”

You couldn’t help the flash of hurt that spread across your face. You had the slightest tremor to your voice when you said,

“Jiyong, I was only checking for injuries.”

And seeing you hurt once more because of him, Jiyong couldn’t take it anymore. Before you knew it, you were slammed against the wall, with both his hands on either side of you. He was panting heavily and looking down.

“God, Y/N. You don’t know what you do to me.”

“Ji, I-”

His head snapped upwards and he stared straight into your eyes.

“I love you. I love you so fucking much.”

His arms suddenly went slack.

“I’ve been in love with you for so long. 8 years. I’ve wanted to hold you and kiss you and make you happy for so damn long, but it was never me. So please don’t look at me like that. I’m only just holding on to my promise of a week. When you look at me like that, all I want to do is hold you and comfort you.”

His eyes flickered down to your lips.

“To kiss you and tell you I’m sorry. But I can’t…”

And his eyes couldn’t stop staring at your lips. He was leaning in. His forehead was against yours. You had closed your eyes the moment he started leaning in. Subconsciously, you even lifted your face to his. You could have easily shrugged him off, but somehow, you knew this was something you wanted. You wanted him to kiss you. You had always wanted that. When you could just feel his breath on your lips, he suddenly swerved. No. He knew he shouldn’t do that. He had to make sure you got back with Minho. He had to make sure you were happy.

Seconds later, he sighed and walked off to his room, leaving you there, cheeks flushed and disappointed. Disappointed for reasons you didn’t want to think about.

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Jiyong woke up the next morning already dreading the day. He would have to leave before you even woke up so that Mino could talk to you. He tried not to think too much about how much he hated having to do that, but he realised after all those years of being horrid to you, this was the least he could do. He would still be polite to you. He would still be friendly. But he wouldn’t make a move on you after this as long as you were happy with Mino. His one week of self-indulgence had come to an end.

Jiyong left for the studio, grumbling at the cold of the early morning. He never usually arrived at work before 10, but since he was up and he had nowhere else to go, he decided to work. He wanted to keep things off his mind. Walking into his studio, he almost turned around and left when he saw Yuna there. Why? Why did he have to see her first thing in the morning?

He turned around and tried to leave but she grabbed his arm.

“Jiyong, please.”

“Don’t talk to me like you know me.”

“Jiyong please. You know there’ something so special between us.”

“I don’t even know you.”

“Jiyong… we met all those years ago at that fansign. You gave me an umbrella because it was raining.”

“We keep umbrellas to give the fans in case it rains.”

“S-so I wasn’t special? There were others like me?”

“Yuna, please. I gave you an umbrella seven years ago. I didn’t know who you were or what your name was. I don’t even remember sleeping with you. I’m sorry, but it was just a nice gesture for a fan. Nothing more.”

“Even so. Can’t we try? You know there’s something there between us.”

“…Yuna, no. I’m in love with someone else. I know I slept with you, but I don’t know how to say this without being rude. I was drunk and I would have slept with a lot of women at that point. I really regret sleeping with you, because you were Mino’s girlfriend, even though I had no idea then.”

Yuna’s eyes narrowed and she gave Jiyong an eerie smile. Running her hands over his chest, she laughed and said,

“Of course, you regret it. Of course, you’re in love with her. You think I don’t know that? I hate her. I hate her so fucking much. And it’s not just you. Even Minho cares about her.”

She stepped even closer and whispered in his ear.

“I knew the moment I saw you again that you didn’t care about me. You didn’t recognise me while all I had been doing was dreaming about meeting you. and I saw the look in your eyes when you looked at her. I couldn’t stand it. I had to do something. And so, I kissed Minho and recorded it. I didn’t want Minho back. I just wanted to hurt that bitch.”

Jiyong’s heart stopped for a second. You had gotten hurt again. All because of him.

“So guess what? I broke her heart, all because of you.”

Yuna walked away after that, but Jiyong stayed frozen. You didn’t deserve this. All your hurt was because of him. He realised that his previous plan of just being around you would not work. He needed to get away from you for you to be happy.

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But what am I supposed to do?

Chapter 19: the lost cause

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Who knew that one word, one choice could change your world? The repercussions of your recklessness had finally caught up with you both. The question was; what would Minho choose?

You stand there helplessly as Minho begins to pace the room; finding his words. You’re not sure how much time has passed before you gather the courage to ask;

[Y/N] ...what choice?

Your voice is small and weak; you feel like you can barely breathe. Minho lets out a deep sigh before finally settling on the edge of the sofa. You kneel on the floor at his feet, a trembling hand resting on his knee.

[MH] Th-they’ll... force me into a hiatus... make up some fucking excuse...

He blurts out, every word seemingly more painful that the one before. You kneel there confused; force?

[MH] I-I won’t be able to release m-music... or promote with the group... or-or... take part in concerts... nothing... 

You take his hand in yours, giving it a comforting squeeze. You can’t bear this, watching a grown man crumble in front of you. Tears roll down your face; a silent reminder that this is real.

[MH] I wouldn’t even be able to move company... they have me bound by contracts Y/N... oh Y/N... what do I do?

You sit there for a moment, silently taking in what he had said. Minho was bound by contracts for at least another 5 years. You peer up at him, offering him a small smile.

[Y/N] So what’s the other choice...?

You ask, taking a deep breath. Minho’s eyes scrunch in torment; he bites his lip whilst shaking his head. All you wanted to do was take him in your arms, stroke his hair and tell him everything was going to be okay.

[MH] ...I-

His voice cracks as a deep sob fills his chest; you can’t take it any longer. You jump up from your position and wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. His whole body shakes as you hold him; affection and tender words pouring out of you.

[Y/N] It’ll be fine, my love, please don’t cry...

You murmur, face buried in his neck already wet from tears. You run your hand through the back of his raven hair and leave a trail of attentive kisses along his collarbone.

[MH] Y/N... I can’t see you anymore...

You freeze upon hearing the words you already knew were coming. A sharp pain in your heart causing you to gasp. It was really happening. Minho pulls back to look at you, taking your face in those strong, familiar hands.

[MH] That’s the ultimatum. If I don’t break up with you... I’ll be put on an indefinite hiatus... they’ll end my career... my dream...

Those words are like a punch in the stomach, nausea washes over you. It was just like 2 years ago.

and you’re going? …what about me? us? am I just not a part of your ‘new dream’.

please don’t go… I don’t want you to go…

His pained words echo in your head, but this time, he was the one leaving. Your head pulses and your vision is almost foggy. You lean back on the sofa, feeling lifeless. You can’t let him lose everything for you; he’d worked so hard to get where he was. You can’t be the one that ruins it.

[Y/N] It’s... over then.

You whisper, barely audible. Minho looks at you with disbelief.

[MH] What... no... Y/N... I’ll figure something out... I can’t just...

You place a weary hand on his face, the face you loved so much. You have to be strong. You have to let him go.

[Y/N] Minho. I can’t be responsible for your dream being ruined. I couldn’t live with myself if you gave that up... for me... I love you too much to let you do that.

[MH] ...but-

You silence him with a weary smile; your face damp from the tears. A deep sob escapes his throat. 

[MH] But what am I supposed to do?

~to be continued~

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