𝓰enre; wooyoung x fem!reader, highschool au, girl crush, slight angst, romance, confession ⸝⸝ 𝔀ord count; 2.2k ⸝⸝ 𝔀arnings; crush, reader is a bit oblivious, misconception, heartbreak, lemme know if i missed any! ⸝⸝ 𝓻ead time; 8:11
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💫ᝰ.ᐟ welcome to my first part of the “dearest you” event hosted by the @eighteez-net; this event is inspired by valentine's day and white day. teehee first event by the net, i'm so hyped! divider gif was made by me, you can use it if you want :) enjoyyyy
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(pt 2)
★ synopsis —
after admiring him from afar for so long, you were going to do it. you've been mustering up the courage to finally tell your crush that you like him. this could either go amazingly well or absolutely horrible—there was no in between.
— ꒰ > ⋆ < ꒱
Wooyoung. Just thinking about him gave you butterflies and puts a smile on your face. You wouldn't say that you and him were exactly friend friends.
He was friendly with you and you with him; you'd exchange greetings when the other entered the classroom, he'd give you notes when you missed a day of school(which happens more than you'd like) and you'd buy him a drink as a thank you. Just acquaintances. Unfortunately.
You never really had a serious conversation with him. You just only came to have this crush by admiring him from your own seat a couple desks away. His loud and silly personality with his friends during breaks make you heart flutter. The sound of his voice and his dumb jokes—not to forget his looks, he was model worthy, absolutely gorgeous, he was just perfect in your eyes.
How could you not fall in love? Even though it was always from afar, you really did want to change that. And the possibility of if all goes well, you'd be the happiest girl on earth.
⪩⪨
You hum a soft tune underneath your breath as you wait for the teacher to come inside. You rest your chin on your palm as your friend speaks on and on about her plans for valentine's day with her boyfriend. You weren't really paying attention cause you heard it a million times already. She was just very excited.
“Hi Y/N.” You almost fall off the chair, hand slipping from underneath your chin. Wooyoung looks at your concerned. “You alright..?”
“Just peachy.” You smile, embarrassed. Your friend gives you a knowing look. Usually you'd notice when he enters the classroom—today however he was like a ninja and snuck up on you out of nowhere. “Did y-you need something?”
It took everything in you not to wince at that stutter in embarrassment. Wooyoung doesn't seem to notice or maybe he just doesn't care as he holds out a bottle. It was your favorite drink. How did he even know?
“You're always giving me drinks so I thought I should return the favor.” He gives you that half smile half smirk that you were oh so in love with. You blink at him dazed before snapping out of it.
“...But I get you drinks because you help me out when I miss school as a thank you.” You tell him. You did wish you had the guts to just buy him a drink just because you wanted—and maybe to hint at the ever growing affection you felt towards him. You just... weren't that girl.
“Well. what if I just wanted to buy you a drink?” The butterflies erupt in your stomach when he tilts his head. You don't know if you were just being delusional or not but you could have swore you saw a flirtatious look in his eyes. Then again, it's Wooyoung we're talking about, he almost always has a flirty look in his eyes.
You take the drink from him, your fingers briefly touch. His hands are cold. Your cheeks heat up ever so slightly.
“Thanks...” You say quietly, Wooyoung smiles at the same time the teacher enters the room, Wooyoung goes to his seat.
You could hardly pay attention in class after that exchange. Your eyes dart to Wooyoung every now and then. He jolts down something in his notebook as the teacher talks on and on. Your friend elbows you, she smirks as you give her a glare. She points the back of her pencil to the front of the class—her way of telling you to pay attention to the teacher and not a boy. You roll your eyes but obliged.
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You had come down with a fever last Friday. Your stupid immune system always seemed to not bother in helping you because you were always getting sick. Instead of a small cold, you had a whole fever that left you bedridden for the entire weekend. You only came to school today cause yesterday you were feeling a little better.
You sit at your usual seat and waited for your friend.
She doesn't keep you waiting for long cause she just walks in the classroom. She falls into her seat and gives you a smile.
“Hey girl. Missed you on Friday, how are you feeling now?” She asks, her hand covers yours as an act of comfort.
“Way better now. I was dying the whole weekend...” You answer with a weak smile.
“My poor baby.” She playful pinches your cheek. You swat at her hand.
The classroom door opens and you turn your head. In walks in one of the prettiest girls you have ever seen. Your eyebrows furrow, when did we get a new student..?
“That's Yang Hayoon, she transferred last friday.” Your friend informs you. You nod, still looking at the girl with curious eyes.
Your attention on her soon gets diverted when Wooyoung walks in. He walks over to Hayoon almost instantly. He greets her good morning with that precious smile of his before striking a conversation. Your heart tightens a bit.
Did they know each other? It definitely seemed that they were friendly with each other...
You don't get much time to think about it for the teacher comes in earlier than usual. This new girl sits in the seat in front of Wooyoung's.
You look at Wooyoung. He must have felt eyes on him cause he looks up and catches you staring at him. He smiles and waves a small wave. Your face heats up, you can tell you looked like a tomato right now but despite the embarrassment burning in your chest, you wave back to him. Your eyes snap away quickly and pull out your notebook. You pretend to jolt down a few things as you regain the breath you didn't notice you lost. Damn why was your stupid heart hammering like crazy right now?
After class, Wooyoung approaches you.
“Hey, Y/N.” He leans a bit on your desk. The setting was familiar, almost a routine when you came back to school after being absent for a bit. His genuine concern made you want to bang your head on something each and every time, a strange feeling really. “How are you feeling?”
“Hi, Wooyoung. I'm fine, just dealing with the aftermath of that dumb fever.” You sigh, joining your hands together on the desk. He pouts at that, God knows it took everything in you not to scream of cuteness aggression.
“Here are my notes from Friday.” He hands you the notebook, the one that always ended up in your hands almost every month for a year and some now. The sleek black notebook that just screamed Wooyoung, it was like a sacred item in your hands.
“Thank you, Woo.” The nickname slips out before you can even stop it. He freezes for a split second. That second didn't last long for he recovers. His face melts into a grin.
“No problem, Y/Nie.”
⪩⪨
You couldn't have picked a more clichè day than Valentine's day to confess to your crush. You spent weeks, the rest of January trying to figure out how you wanted to tell him. You were shy—terribly shy so going all out was out of the question.
However simple you were planning to do, it had to be genuine—something from the heart.
You decided on a letter. You could write anything you had to say so your confession wouldn't be a stuttering mess. You spent countless nights rewriting the words of your heart trying to make it more cute, cool—not too lengthy or sappy.
After a pile of crumpled paper in your trash can and whole lot of stressing, the day was here.
The heart shaped chocolates and envelope are tucked away inside your locker. Your fingers tremble slightly as you watch the clock tick slowly waiting for the hour school would be let out.
The whole day you watched with a little hint of jealousy as Wooyoung received chocolates from the girls in the class. Every class change a new girl who you weren't even aware knew Wooyoung came in and made heart eyes while giving him their Valentine's present.
As the gifts piled up, your confidence slowly seeps down the drain like a trickling facet. You knew Wooyoung was popular around here but damn! Why was he such a lady's man?
However low your confidence was at the moment it was not going to stop you from confessing, the gifts mostly appeared to be somewhat more friendly than romantic. It didn't seem you had any REAL competition.
The stupid sound of the class bell has everyone getting out of their seats. Some excited because they had a date with their other half while others seem to not want anything more than to just curl up in their beds with a bowl of ice cream and drown in their singleness.
Your friend pats your arm and you give her your attention.
“I'll wait in here for you to come back.” She gives you a thumbs up as her head nods towards the door. You turn just in time to catch Wooyoung leave the classroom. “Don't take too long cause I have a date later!”
You give her a nod before heading out of the class and basically running to your locker. You reach and open your locker up to take out your confession gift, your trembling fingers return.
You take a deep breath before you blink realizing you actually weren't sure where the guy went. You look down the hallway before spoting Yeosang. He might know where Wooyoung is.
“Yeosang!” You walk over to him. “Hi, do you by chance know where Wooyoung is?”
He takes one look at the box in your hands before smirking a bit.
“He's in the gym. Went to go get something from the boy's lockeroom.” His eyebrows raise, giving you a knowing look. You feel your ears grow hot as you stare at him. He gently pushes you in the direction of the gym. “Good luck!”
“Thank you.” You squeak out quietly before scurrying away. You couldn't help but feel embarrassed. ...And a little giddy, Yeosang was Wooyoung's best friend and he definitely just gave you his approval right now.
Your heart beats as you near the gym. Your brain was screaming at you with nervous worries, you did your best not to lean into them.
The halls are empty near the gym surprisingly. Well it is Valentine's day so it wasn't too surprising since everyone rather be somewhere other than school on this day. You catch a glimpse of someone through the Gym door's window. You know it's Wooyoung even with his back facing you. He's talking to someone.
Your heart sinks.
It's Hayoon. She has a box in her hands. You can't see Wooyoung's face but you can see her's clearly. Hayoon looks down and her lips move but you don't know what she's saying.
You heart drops to your stomach when Wooyoung suddenly pulls her into an embrace. The scene left a metallic taste in your mouth as the tears prick your eyes. You back up slowly. They pull away, there's a teary smile on Hayoon's face.
You couldn't take it anymore. You run. You run fast.
You run all the way back to the classroom where your best friend was waiting for you. The look on your face told her everything she needed to know.
She moves to speak, but you stop her with your hand.
“Don't... Don't worry about me. I'll be fine.” You force a smile. Your grip tightening on the gift you held told her otherwise. “You have a date... I don't want to ruin your night.”
“Y/N—” She begins but you stop her again.
“No.” You simply shake your head. “Go have fun with your boyfriend.”
“But—”
“No. No buts.” You're firm on that. “I'm going home.”
She watches as you throw the chocolates and envelope in the empty trash can in the classroom.
“I'll call you tomorrow. Have fun.” Your smile's tight. You leave before she could make you stay.
The tears stayed in your eyes, threatening to spill over as you walk home but you didn't let them. It was harder to keep them at bay when you were outside. Outside in the cold wind, everything felt more real.
It wasn't until you were in the comfort of your own bedroom did they spill.
“Fuck!” You yell in the walls of the familiar paint. The house is empty, you are alone at the moment so you let it all out.
You cry. You cry for what felt like hours—until your eyes hurt. It felt like a part of your heart had been taken out.
You never realized how much you liked Wooyoung until now, now when you didn't get the chance to be with him because you were too late...
It was pathetic now thinking about it. What chances did you think you had with him when all you ever did was admire him from afar and weren't up front with your feelings? Had your wishful thinkings caused you to just become blind and deluded yourself into not seeing the foundation was not even stable enough to cross the bridge to a relationship? Fuck. Well now you see it clear as day and it hurt.
You felt the strain of your pain as you lie bundled up in your blankets in the sad reality of it all.
chan asks you to go watch the sunset at the beach with him but with the condition that you must wear a sundress. very odd condition but you agree
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You went through your closet, throwing clothes out onto the ground.
“Where is it...?” you mutter as your search went on.
You were looking for something in specific. It was like it vanished— oh wait silly you, your light blue sundress had fallen off the hanger and into your belt basket. You thought you were going crazy but it was just in your closet. You mentally face palm.
Your friend Chan, yes the Bangchan of stray kids asked you to go for a walk on the beach with him today. You agreed because who in their right mind would turn down, Chan? You may have had a crush on him for a couple months now... I mean come on, it's the Christopher Chan—who wouldn't have a crush on him. Though of course you were stuck in the friendzone. He was clearly too busy to date and well he was most certainly not interested in you. But being his friend was enough. That's what you told yourself.
You two had a mutual friend, Changbin and that's how you met Chan and the rest of the kids. Lately though, you noticed that Chan had been texting you more often and hanging out when he had time, just the two of you, alone. He said he liked your company, that comment had made your stomach erupt into a million butterflies but you had to be nonchalant, you learned the best from Minho and Seungmin.
Anyways, back to the date—I mean the hangout with Chan. You couldn't let your delulus take over you, not today. He had specifically asked you to wear a sundress, he knew of your huge collection since those were your favorite things to wear. Who were you to deny him?
You begin to get ready at around 5:40. He asked to meet at 7 to watch the sunset together. That would have been the most romantic thing ever if it wasn't for the cough barrier called friendship cough.
You took an everything shower. You felt refreshed and a bit tired but it was worth it. You got ready, doing your hair and makeup, and putting your clothes on. You spray some perfume before you deeming yourself ready. You put on your sandals and grab your bag. You look great, that you couldn't deny. You sure hope Chan thought so too. Time to head to the beach.
⪩⪨
You arrive at the beach, and find Chan already there. He was leaning against his car on his phone, his eyebrows furrow at whatever it was on the screen. He looks annoyed.
“Hi, Chan.” He looks up at you, whatever annoyance that was on his face melts as soon as he looks at you
“Y/N! You're here. Wow I really love your dress.” He compliments. Your heart literally stops.
“Ah—Thank you! I like your outfit too.” He looks like a whole meal in his white button down shirt that were short sleeved. He has three buttons unbuttoned which gave a nice view of the top his chest. And his forehead was exposed, what a deadly combo.
“Shall we get going?”
You two head onto the beach, you walk for a bit chatting and laughing like old friends. The sun was near setting now. You had both ditched your sandals to go stand in the shallow tide. The water was cool as it rushed to your feet before pulling back in hushed whispers. The sun reflected onto the water giving the world a warmish glow. It was a couple hours after golden hour yet this moment still felt golden in your treasured memories.
Chan suddenly takes your hands into his, he stares into your eyes making you feel nervous. The sunset breeze was cool compared to earlier's humid air. The golden colors of the sunset reflect on your eyes making you 10x prettier in his eyes.
“Y/N. Let me get to the point... I brought you here for a reason.” you tilt your head slightly. Your eyes on him, steady because you're afraid if you let yourself you would have collapsed from the way he was making eye contact with you. “I spent all day trying to figure out how to tell you, practiced a speech in front of the mirror and everything. But I guess I got too nervous as I was driving here so I forgot everything I rehersed. I know, that was very dumb. So I'll just freestyle this from the bottom of my heart.
“Y/N everytime I look at you, you make me feel nervous but in a good way. You make time stop each time you look at me with those pretty eyes of yours, my heart starts to race and I can't help it. Truthfully I like you. I like you a lot to the point of loving. Fuck I love you, Y/N. You mean so much to me. I can't live without you, your smile, your laugh, the way you bite your lip when youre nervous and how your nose scrunches up when you smile. I love every single part of you but it hurts to think that you aren't mine, hurts to know that someone else out there could come and snatch you up at any given moment. So I was hoping, really hoping you'd give me the chance to be your boyfriend. I'll make sure you won't regret it.” He quickly rushes out out of pure nerves, just speaking whatever that comes from the bottom of his heart. You were speechless, surprised that your friend was really confessing to you right now. Your heart flutters at his sweet words. When he notices you haven't said a word yet, he starts to panic, “Ah of course you don't have to say yes or anything. You could reject me right now, I'll be able to take it even if it hurts a little or a lo-”
You shut him up by kissing him, now it was his turn to be surprised. He relaxes from whatever panic he was feeling and kisses your soft lips gently, his hand going to the back of your head.
You both finally part for air, faces flushed pink in the salty air. “I'd love for you to be my boyfriend, Channie.”
You smile that smile he loves as you take his hand.
“I didn't know I'd be one of the lucky ones to see your romantic sides. I've only heard about it.” You giggle.
“Yeah? Well now you'll be the only one to see my romantic side.” He says.
“I like that but I don't know how STAYs would feel about that. You know your babygirls love their rizz daddy.” You tease. He groans loudly, the tips of his ears turning red. “I guess I'm one lucky STAY.”
You smile up at him. The ocean rushes, hugging your ankles again with it's last calm whisper of gold before the sun sunk down. Leaving the sky dark with tints of pink and purple. You hadn't really thought on the troubles dating a kpop idol would bring because of their fandoms but you were too happy, too in the moment to even care. You could worry about that stuff later. Right now, you have Chan right in front of you as your boyfriend. Somewhere between the silent gazing of you both, the gap between you had become significantly smaller. You take this chance and close the gap. His lips are soft, he tasted fainty of strawberries.
The sandals were long forgotten just like the sun that had disappeared when it had set. The calm ocean hugs your ankles once more as a congrats to the new couple. This blue sundress had become your favorite just because of the sole memory of how you two got together.
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𝓰enre; lee know x fem!reader, romance, established relationship, fluff, cute ⸝⸝ 𝔀ord count; 1.6k ⸝⸝ 𝔀arnings; semi detailed make out, the beach, reader has an interesting sleep schedule, mentions of saliva, reader is random and a little impulsive, lemme know if I missed any ⸝⸝ 𝓻ead time; 6:08
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★ synopsis —
minho wants to go to bed and he wants you in bed with him ...so how the hell did we end up at the beach?
— ꒰ > ⋆ < ꒱
The tv screen darkens in the already dark room as the end credits roll out. You take a peak at Minho, he had fallen asleep head on your lap almost halfway through the movie. You don't blame him though, it was a busy day for him and this was the third movie you watched tonight alone. You were actually surprised he had gotten through the first two movies in the first place.
You smile and caress his cheek, running your fingers on his jawline. He looks peaceful almost cute with his eyes closed, body relaxed and hair falling in his face. You slightly lean to the side to reach your phone Minho had thrown previously to the side with his own so you both can 'focus on the movie'.
It's almost 5 am. You're a little surprised your boyfriend hadn't fallen asleep way earlier, considering how late you started watching. Your hand softly grabs a lock of his brown hair and curls it through your fingers. You position your phone near his face, snapping a few pictures. The tv glows just well enough for Minho to be seen. You smile softly to yourself reviewing the new additions to your growing collection.
“Hope you got my good side.” Minho mumbles softly—almost into your bare thigh, you flinch startled.
“Oh my gosh— Minho, you scared the crap out of me. I thought you were asleep!” You laugh the silly fright off.
“I was ...until my idol sense told me I was being recorded.” He turns to hug your waist, head still on your lap. His face presses into your lower stomach.
“Sorry for waking you.” You say quietly, he grunts in response, holding you tighter.
“What time is it?” He asks after a minute.
“It's five a.m.” You reply, the clock had just turned. He peaks up at you.
“And you're still awake...?”
“Yeah. You know me and my crazy sleep schedule.” You chuckle a little. “I'm not sleepy.”
“Ugh I'm getting old, can't keep up with you youngens.” He says dramatically.
“We're hardly two years apart, Minho.” You laugh. He sits up leaving the comfort of your lap.
“I want to go to bed, and I want you in bed with me. We need to get your energy down.” He moves a strand of hair from your face, he holds eye contact.
“Yeah?” Your eyes subconsciously flicker down to his lips and then right back up again. “How do you suppose we do that?”
“Seems like you already have an idea yourself.” He raises his brow, inching closer to your face.
“Maybe,” you mumble looking away. Your heart picks up from just how close you two were, strumming in your chest like someone was plucking at your heart strings.
Minho only smirks, he definitely enjoys to sees you flustered. He moves his hand down to your chin, making you look at him before his lips connect with yours. You don't hesitate to kiss back, taking as much as you pleased. His soft lips are addictive, if you had it your way, those lips would be on yours 24/7. He pulls you closer by the waist until you're on top of him, he holds you there with his hands on your lower back. The soft grunts and heavy breathing fill in the room.
Minho pulls away for air, a string of saliva connects you both still. Your chest goes up and down, ragged breath in sync with his. You rest your forehead on his.
“Let's go to the beach,” you blurt out, not even bothering to think the thought through. Minho's eyebrows furrow in amusement.
“What? The beach?” He repeats. You nod against his skin.
“I want to watch the sunrise, it'll be so pretty.”
“And what about sleep?” He asks amused. You sit up straighter on his lap.
“Sleep can come after! You have the day off tomorrow so we can sleep all day if you want to.” You pout exaggeratedly, “so can we?”
You make sure to blink your eyes too, because you knew he could barely resist when you did this. Minho throws his head back and covers his face with his hand. He groans dramatically before peaking at you between his fingers, your face does not change to his dismay.
“You won't let up even if I say no, right?” He muses, his dark brown eyes sparkle. You chuckle.
“You know me so well.” He pats your ass.
“Up you go then if you want to get there in time.” He says nonchalantly. You practically jump in excitement. His heart flutters at your clearly excited self, one thing about your boyfriend is that he just loves to see you happy even though he may not act that way.
You run to the bedroom to get a blanket. You stop to pet Dori who was laying on the bed lazily. You quickly tell her that you and Minho were leaving, that she should be a good cat in your absence and to keep Soonie and Doongie out of trouble.
You find the blanket you were looking for. You tend to get cold easily and going to the beach at such hours, it was definitely going to be cold. You meet Minho in the foyer where he grabs the keys from the little dish reserved for keys especially. He holds out his hand and you take it, together you guys leave the house and go to the car.
Your boyfriend opens the car door for you and you get in. You are already excited, you love sunrises and sunsets. You can't wait to get some pretty pictures. As the time passes you and Minho fill some gaps with mindless conversation here and there but the drive was mostly silent.
The second Minho kills the engine, you bolt out of the car before he gets a word in. He shakes his head at your antics but follows after you, taking his time. You run across the sand barefoot, the blanket held around your shoulders flies behind you like a cape. The sky starts to brighten up though the sun is not seen just yet. The beach is completely empty besides the seagulls that fly above nearby. You stop a few feet in front of the waves.
“Took you long enough,” you say, lacing your fingers with Minho when he finally decides to join you. You lean close.
“You didn't even wait for me.” He pouts. You look up at him and smile.
“'Cause you were too slow.” With that you stick your tongue out at him. A flash of light catches your eye and your head snaps to the ocean.
In the horizon the sun starts peaking it's head slowly, making it's way to the sky leaving the line that meets the sea. The sun sparkles on the waves, making the water turn pretty shades of red and orange as well as blue. You let go of his hand and take your phone out and snap a million pictures. You turn to your boyfriend, grabbing his arm and pulling him in front of you.
“Pose for me, baby. Put them idol skills to use!” He laughs, caught off guard at your seriousness. “Minhooo!”
He bites his lip and does as he's told. You snap a few pics.
“Are my 'idol skills' to your liking, Jagiya?” He poses again, humoring you.
“Yes, they're perfect.” You roll your eyes but there's a smile on your lips as you take one more picture. “I'm done.”
Minho falls dramatically to the ground, pulling you down to sit with him. Your ass lands roughly on the sand, you wince.
“A warning would have been nice.” You complain.
“That's revenge for leaving me.” You roll your eyes again. You take the blanket and wrap it around both of you, giving you an excuse to be extra close. Not that you needed one.
You rest your head on his shoulder, looking out to the waves as the sun gets higher. Minho rests his head on your head, eyes closing for a moment.
“You really convinced me to go to the beach at this time.” He mutters as if he didn't believe it.
“That's cause you love me. You folded under no pressure,” you remind and then emphasize, “Zero. Pressure.”
“You're right, I do love you.” He kisses your head and you melt.
“I love you too.” You whisper barely over the sound of the waves but he hears you perfectly due to the proximity.
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Bonus:
The second you guys get home, Minho wastes no time in pulling you to the bedroom. After changing out of your sandy clothes, Minho literally throws you on the bed as you let out soft giggles.
“It's about time you go to bed.” He climbs into the sheets next to you and pulls them over your bodies.
“Still not sleepy,” You say like a child before letting out a chuckle.
“How are you not?!” he exclaims. “You've been up for God knows how long, it's almost seven thirty am...”
You shrug, cuddling closer to him.
“We might have dated for four years but to this day, I still don't understand how you function.” He flicks your forehead which earns him a glare. He kisses the spot as an apology. “Now sleep.”
“I'll try.” You close your eyes, attempting to comply. Not even a minute later, they fly open. “You know what we should do tomorrow?”
“It's already 'tomorrow', Jagi,” he groans.
“Nuh-uh. It's not tomorrow until we sleep,” you counter. Minho rolls his eyes, it's seven in the morning—still he doesn't question your logic.
“Right... And what were you saying about 'tomorrow'?”
“We should have a picnic near the lake.” You say, snuggling closer into his hold.
“You know what, that sounds like fun. I'll cook us something yummy too. What do you want to eat?” He asks you. No answer comes. Minho looks at you only to find you asleep. An air of humor escapes his nose as he pulls the blanket higher over you. He whispers a goodnight into your skin before closing his eyes too.
ty for tagging me this is such a good idea (not to brag but i got first tag guys 😼😼) it’s kind of funny though bc it’s the exact opposite of how my irls see me LOL they prob would’ve given me a deer & a red velvet song lmaooo
ofc i have to tag @candoiella - yuna- (Bigfoot looks like gru <3)
Fun tag game idea: say something that most of your followers wouldn’t actually know
I’ll start first: I am actually married. Irl. I have a husband. I know it’s surprising considering the Tumblr spouses, but my husband thinks it’s funny.
Ty @onlyonehee for the tag!! Omg that's so cool?? I lowkey want to dye my hair tooo
Uhm I play piano but I think I mentioned that already.... Hmm I used to choreograph for my church dances 😋 oh and I use to have a gacha life channel on YouTube 👀👀
@gyubvlin @bamgyuu-2001 @shinette + open tag cause idk who else to tag lol
𝓰enre; lee know x fem!reader, romance, established relationship, fluff, cute ⸝⸝ 𝔀ord count; 1.6k ⸝⸝ 𝔀arnings; semi detailed make out, the beach, reader has an interesting sleep schedule, mentions of saliva, reader is random and a little impulsive, lemme know if I missed any ⸝⸝ 𝓻ead time; 6:08
이민호 ~ 𖤝⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺.₊⋆˚˖𓍢ִִ໋⚡💤˚˖𓍢ִ🌊˚.
💫ᝰ.ᐟ lino has a chokehold on me at the time of writing this 😤😤
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★ synopsis —
minho wants to go to bed and he wants you in bed with him ...so how the hell did we end up at the beach?
— ꒰ > ⋆ < ꒱
The tv screen darkens in the already dark room as the end credits roll out. You take a peak at Minho, he had fallen asleep head on your lap almost halfway through the movie. You don't blame him though, it was a busy day for him and this was the third movie you watched tonight alone. You were actually surprised he had gotten through the first two movies in the first place.
You smile and caress his cheek, running your fingers on his jawline. He looks peaceful almost cute with his eyes closed, body relaxed and hair falling in his face. You slightly lean to the side to reach your phone Minho had thrown previously to the side with his own so you both can 'focus on the movie'.
It's almost 5 am. You're a little surprised your boyfriend hadn't fallen asleep way earlier, considering how late you started watching. Your hand softly grabs a lock of his brown hair and curls it through your fingers. You position your phone near his face, snapping a few pictures. The tv glows just well enough for Minho to be seen. You smile softly to yourself reviewing the new additions to your growing collection.
“Hope you got my good side.” Minho mumbles softly—almost into your bare thigh, you flinch startled.
“Oh my gosh— Minho, you scared the crap out of me. I thought you were asleep!” You laugh the silly fright off.
“I was ...until my idol sense told me I was being recorded.” He turns to hug your waist, head still on your lap. His face presses into your lower stomach.
“Sorry for waking you.” You say quietly, he grunts in response, holding you tighter.
“What time is it?” He asks after a minute.
“It's five a.m.” You reply, the clock had just turned. He peaks up at you.
“And you're still awake...?”
“Yeah. You know me and my crazy sleep schedule.” You chuckle a little. “I'm not sleepy.”
“Ugh I'm getting old, can't keep up with you youngens.” He says dramatically.
“We're hardly two years apart, Minho.” You laugh. He sits up leaving the comfort of your lap.
“I want to go to bed, and I want you in bed with me. We need to get your energy down.” He moves a strand of hair from your face, he holds eye contact.
“Yeah?” Your eyes subconsciously flicker down to his lips and then right back up again. “How do you suppose we do that?”
“Seems like you already have an idea yourself.” He raises his brow, inching closer to your face.
“Maybe,” you mumble looking away. Your heart picks up from just how close you two were, strumming in your chest like someone was plucking at your heart strings.
Minho only smirks, he definitely enjoys to sees you flustered. He moves his hand down to your chin, making you look at him before his lips connect with yours. You don't hesitate to kiss back, taking as much as you pleased. His soft lips are addictive, if you had it your way, those lips would be on yours 24/7. He pulls you closer by the waist until you're on top of him, he holds you there with his hands on your lower back. The soft grunts and heavy breathing fill in the room.
Minho pulls away for air, a string of saliva connects you both still. Your chest goes up and down, ragged breath in sync with his. You rest your forehead on his.
“Let's go to the beach,” you blurt out, not even bothering to think the thought through. Minho's eyebrows furrow in amusement.
“What? The beach?” He repeats. You nod against his skin.
“I want to watch the sunrise, it'll be so pretty.”
“And what about sleep?” He asks amused. You sit up straighter on his lap.
“Sleep can come after! You have the day off tomorrow so we can sleep all day if you want to.” You pout exaggeratedly, “so can we?”
You make sure to blink your eyes too, because you knew he could barely resist when you did this. Minho throws his head back and covers his face with his hand. He groans dramatically before peaking at you between his fingers, your face does not change to his dismay.
“You won't let up even if I say no, right?” He muses, his dark brown eyes sparkle. You chuckle.
“You know me so well.” He pats your ass.
“Up you go then if you want to get there in time.” He says nonchalantly. You practically jump in excitement. His heart flutters at your clearly excited self, one thing about your boyfriend is that he just loves to see you happy even though he may not act that way.
You run to the bedroom to get a blanket. You stop to pet Dori who was laying on the bed lazily. You quickly tell her that you and Minho were leaving, that she should be a good cat in your absence and to keep Soonie and Doongie out of trouble.
You find the blanket you were looking for. You tend to get cold easily and going to the beach at such hours, it was definitely going to be cold. You meet Minho in the foyer where he grabs the keys from the little dish reserved for keys especially. He holds out his hand and you take it, together you guys leave the house and go to the car.
Your boyfriend opens the car door for you and you get in. You are already excited, you love sunrises and sunsets. You can't wait to get some pretty pictures. As the time passes you and Minho fill some gaps with mindless conversation here and there but the drive was mostly silent.
The second Minho kills the engine, you bolt out of the car before he gets a word in. He shakes his head at your antics but follows after you, taking his time. You run across the sand barefoot, the blanket held around your shoulders flies behind you like a cape. The sky starts to brighten up though the sun is not seen just yet. The beach is completely empty besides the seagulls that fly above nearby. You stop a few feet in front of the waves.
“Took you long enough,” you say, lacing your fingers with Minho when he finally decides to join you. You lean close.
“You didn't even wait for me.” He pouts. You look up at him and smile.
“'Cause you were too slow.” With that you stick your tongue out at him. A flash of light catches your eye and your head snaps to the ocean.
In the horizon the sun starts peaking it's head slowly, making it's way to the sky leaving the line that meets the sea. The sun sparkles on the waves, making the water turn pretty shades of red and orange as well as blue. You let go of his hand and take your phone out and snap a million pictures. You turn to your boyfriend, grabbing his arm and pulling him in front of you.
“Pose for me, baby. Put them idol skills to use!” He laughs, caught off guard at your seriousness. “Minhooo!”
He bites his lip and does as he's told. You snap a few pics.
“Are my 'idol skills' to your liking, Jagiya?” He poses again, humoring you.
“Yes, they're perfect.” You roll your eyes but there's a smile on your lips as you take one more picture. “I'm done.”
Minho falls dramatically to the ground, pulling you down to sit with him. Your ass lands roughly on the sand, you wince.
“A warning would have been nice.” You complain.
“That's revenge for leaving me.” You roll your eyes again. You take the blanket and wrap it around both of you, giving you an excuse to be extra close. Not that you needed one.
You rest your head on his shoulder, looking out to the waves as the sun gets higher. Minho rests his head on your head, eyes closing for a moment.
“You really convinced me to go to the beach at this time.” He mutters as if he didn't believe it.
“That's cause you love me. You folded under no pressure,” you remind and then emphasize, “Zero. Pressure.”
“You're right, I do love you.” He kisses your head and you melt.
“I love you too.” You whisper barely over the sound of the waves but he hears you perfectly due to the proximity.
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Bonus:
The second you guys get home, Minho wastes no time in pulling you to the bedroom. After changing out of your sandy clothes, Minho literally throws you on the bed as you let out soft giggles.
“It's about time you go to bed.” He climbs into the sheets next to you and pulls them over your bodies.
“Still not sleepy,” You say like a child before letting out a chuckle.
“How are you not?!” he exclaims. “You've been up for God knows how long, it's almost seven thirty am...”
You shrug, cuddling closer to him.
“We might have dated for four years but to this day, I still don't understand how you function.” He flicks your forehead which earns him a glare. He kisses the spot as an apology. “Now sleep.”
“I'll try.” You close your eyes, attempting to comply. Not even a minute later, they fly open. “You know what we should do tomorrow?”
“It's already 'tomorrow', Jagi,” he groans.
“Nuh-uh. It's not tomorrow until we sleep,” you counter. Minho rolls his eyes, it's seven in the morning—still he doesn't question your logic.
“Right... And what were you saying about 'tomorrow'?”
“We should have a picnic near the lake.” You say, snuggling closer into his hold.
“You know what, that sounds like fun. I'll cook us something yummy too. What do you want to eat?” He asks you. No answer comes. Minho looks at you only to find you asleep. An air of humor escapes his nose as he pulls the blanket higher over you. He whispers a goodnight into your skin before closing his eyes too.
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Lily !
﴾﴿ gf!Lily loves when you both come home from a long day, just to be in each other's company, free of the judgement of the world so you can be yourselves.
﴾﴿ gf!Lily loves telling you about the books she's read recently in her free time while you listen to her fondly because hearing her voice is your favorite pastime. You can listen to her for hours.
﴾﴿ gf!Lily holds your hand when you're going to bed, just a comforting little habit she has. you don't mind it, infact you love it when you get to hold her hand and close your eyes dreaming about the woman besides you.
Haewon !
﴾﴿ gf!Haewon is so energetic and a whole ball of energy. She likes to try new things with you and that's what you like about her—her strong and fearless personality, it's what makes her attractive. You can't help but smile when you see her eyes light up with a new interest.
﴾﴿ gf!Haewon may be a strong woman but you like it when she comes to you for grounding, even though she doesn't need a knight in shining armor to come save her. Being the leader of a kpop group is not easy so when she comes to you to vent, you listen to her as best as you can.
﴾﴿ gf!Haewon tends to move around in her sleep a lot. You insist you don't mind, and you don't because everytime when you wake up whether she sideways, upsidedown or diagonal, she's still clunged to you. In a way that makes you happy, subconsciously she still wants to be connected to you even if she's moving about.
Sullyoon !
﴾﴿ gf!Yoona loves going on dates with you whether it's picnics, dinners, trips to the store or even in Minecraft, wherever it is she enjoys them. You like making her smile and hearing her laugh on these said dates, you love seeing her happy.
﴾﴿ gf!Yoona secretly likes when you spoil her with cute little dresses and shoes or whatever gifts you buy her. She may say that you don't need to do it but she feels the love and thought put into it when you do buy her gifts, it warms her heart when you buy her stuff thinking about her.
﴾﴿ gf!Yoona has a silly side and you love to see it. She may not show that side to others often but when she's with you she feels safe to be herself. And you tend to keep it that way for the rest of your lives together.
Bae !
﴾﴿ gf!Jinsol may not seem like the type but she's actually very caring and generous. She likes buying you small little gifts; so new things like matching jewelry, notebooks and pens, snacks, and keychains appear around your house at random times. You never expected to be spoiled in ways like this but you like it, it makes you feel warm.
﴾﴿ gf!Jinsol likes making you laugh, she loves to hear the sound of your genuine happiness, she loves that she can make you feel that way. You two both have many inside jokes that sound bizarre to people on the outside but you rather have it that way. Just something for the two of you.
﴾﴿ gf!Jinsol cuddles you like you're a stuffed animal, holding you close and tightly when you're in bed. She likes the warmth of another person, she wants to be as close to you as she can. You don't feel the need to take that away from her, you actually welcome her with open arms.
Jiwoo !
﴾﴿ gf!Jiwoo loves spending time with you every moment she gets. She may get a little clingy but that's what you love about her. She's never overbearing, always mindful of your feelings.
﴾﴿ gf!Jiwoo loves roasted sweet potatoes, you like buying her some as a treat and you love watching the way her eyes light up when she takes a bite. She's all too adorable.
﴾﴿ gf!Jiwoo makes you feel loved any time opportunity gives her a chance which is almost all the time. She's never not making you feel appreciated, and sometimes you get emotional because of that. She likes teasing you about that, teehee.
Kyujin !
﴾﴿ gf!Kyujin is almost like a cat, she's cute and almost unpredictable. She may look like a mean girl at times with her styling, but she such a softie at heart.
﴾﴿ gf!Kyujin likes to keep things neat so when you come home to your place being organized you can't help but thank her in kisses which she accepts gratefully. You also don't forget to spoil her with gifts as an additional thank you—she says it's not necessary, and yet a few new pairs of sunglasses end up on her doorstep anyway.
﴾﴿ gf!Kyujin likes to snuggle up against you on the couch while watching a movie. Your arm wrapped around her while she snuggles into your neck, breathing in your fresh scent. It's comforting to have her presence by your side.
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