seonghwa - outings with morning mist while the sun rises, hands always locked together, sweet words of reassurance, pet names everywhere, movie nights, and tiny kisses.
an old-school type of love, filled with pure adoration for each other, the kind to stare at you with love-filled eyes every chance he gets. loves holding hands and physical affection, grabs onto their sleeves if hands can’t be held. tries to act cool to impress them but always ends up bursting into laughter and breaking his cool bad boy cover. loves being fed and having his s/o cook meals for him and him doing the same for them. purposely turns the ac to the lowest temperature for the “perfect cuddle mood”. secretly sprays his cologne all over his s/o's things so they think of him even when he’s not there. would get them couple pj sets, preferably star wars themed. lego dates >>>>>>.
hongjoong - late night walks, head pats, take out dates, long walks in the park mid-afternoon, botanical garden dates, walls full of analog pictures, praises and compliments everywhere
he’s a man that works long hours, even more than necessary but that won’t stop him from spending time with the person he loves most, he’d bring them along to the studio whenever he has the chance, ask for their opinion on the things he’s producing, he’d even have a little corner filled with snacks and goodies just for when they come over. that man will write songs just for his s/o, pages and pages filled with his most heartfelt feelings and they’d be the only one allowed to hear him sing these, you’d catch him mumbling the words to some of them whenever they've got time alone. he’d go on tour and go to all of these museums and art exhibitions and think ‘it’d be so nice if they could be here to see this’ but he’d settle for taking pics of every art piece he thinks his s/o would love. carries a digital or analog camera with him everywhere he goes, with the excuse of wanting to capture memories but always ends up filling the roll with candids of his s/o. might not be into pda that much but in private he turns into mush at the thought of cuddles.
yunho - showering together, morning kisses, soft laughter over small things, picnic dates, marvel marathons, dad jokes, lazy makeout sessions, late-night talks.
the epitome of puppy love. yunho’s s/o would simply always be surrounded and covered by his love, in any shape or form, even when he’s not around. big on good morning/night texts. would call them at random times just because he misses their voice. he’d rather have them hold his arm when walking side by side but still loves some hand-holding once in a while. loves nature and would plan picnic dates on good weather days. his s/o constantly feels like he’s laughing at them when in reality he’s just a big ray of sunshine who can’t help but smile whenever he catches sight of the person he adores most. even when woken up early in the morning he’d still be the softest baby, would want to stay under the covers for as long as possible, cuddles are his absolute favorite thing in the world and he loves being the little spoon. plans marvel marathons and he's always hyping up the good parts, staring at his partner's face hoping to catch their reactions.
yeosang - slow dances in the rain, amusement park dates, soft touches, tiny hearts drawn everywhere as small reminders of love, nose pokes, playing with his hair until he falls asleep, piggyback rides
super confident when others compliment him but oh god as soon as tiny praises leave his s/o’s mouth he’s a blushing stuttering mess, speaks in pout around them all the time and his voice just turns even softer (if that’s even possible) when talking to them. loves soft touches and being intimate in the form of said soft touches, he’s the type to mindlessly draw tiny hearts on his partner's skin constantly and now out of habit. loves teasing them and loves being teased, also super ticklish and the only one allowed to even think of tickling him is his s/o. acts super nonchalant but whenever his partner does anything cute he just can’t hide the tiny smile on his face and the heart eyes he has for them and only them. goes out of his way to learn about the things his partner likes, watching the shows they recommend and listen to all the playlists they make for him because he knows it makes them happy.
san - eye contact, the smell of petrichor, picking a flower and saying ‘look, it’s you!’, tracing his freckles, comparing hand sizes, poking his dimples whenever he smiles, arcade dates.
when he falls he falls Hard, i’m talking about adoring his s/o no matter what, he’d want to be with them 24/7 if that was even possible. very touchy, always loves knowing his partner is within hands reach, but when they’re apart he’ll be updating them and checking up on them constantly, sending cute pics of him and things he sees during the day that remind him of them. loves loves Loves just spending time with his s/o, they won’t even have to be doing anything because he’ll have a blast regardless of what they do. adores taking them out to eat and finds it incredibly adorable when they do their ‘happy food dance’ so much that he’s started doing it himself as well. so clingy and always asking for attention in the cutest ways. speaks in pout around them because he knows they'll end up kissing him right after.
mingi - complimenting him until he can’t stop smiling and making dumb jokes just to see him smile, haunted house date, staring contests, being carried everywhere, shy kisses.
big goof, big shy goof, he’d be so shy at the beginning, barely ever initiating anything but as he gets comfortable? oh boy, you’ve got yourself the clumsiest most adorable boyfriend ever, if he and his s/o have a noticeable size difference (most likely to happen bc boi is Tol) he’d make sure to remind them every chance he gets. loves buying things for them, they just have to say they’re hungry and they’d have mingi knocking at their door with food and a list of movies for them to watch for the rest of the night. would be very shy to be affectionate in public, but loves leaning his head on top of theirs, hands around their waist and tiny head kisses whenever he gets the chance, his partner's comfort and safety are always his #1 priority, no matter how far apart they are he’ll always find a way to make them feel alright again. sends them all of the funny tiktoks he gets on his fyp, and sometimes even while they're in the same room, so they'll catch him gasping for air behind his phone because of a video of cats sneezing.
wooyoung - spontaneous trips outside town, always taking pictures, showing off, unstoppable laughter, coffee dates, art exhibition dates, board games, tiny praises whenever he gets the chance, harry potter marathons.
a tease, he’d do anything and everything in his hands to ‘annoy’ his s/o all the time, he would put things on the highest shelves that he knows they can’t reach so they have to ask him for help. absolutely adores cooking for them, he’d practice new recipes and have his partner try them before anyone else, always says that making good food for them is his life mission, and when he's not around to do this himself, he'll order some tasty food through a delivery app for them, calling them on facetime right away and having a date, even though miles apart. the other members tease him because of how much of a simp he is for his partner, literally turns into a puddle at the sight of them. very touchy, hands everywhere no matter the place they’re at, thighs, lower back, waist, hands, if it's within his reach you bet he’ll be holding them.
jongho - hand squeezes, tiny cheek kisses, karaoke dates, zoo dates, horror movies marathons, staying over for the weekend, warm coffee cups in the early mornings.
would be soft only for his s/o, head on their lap while they play with his hair = heaven to him, loves being pampered and taken care of, loves it when they ask him to sing for them, basically does private concerts just for the person he loves. will always get his s/o something from the coffee shop whenever he goes to get his usual iced americano. his phone is full of candid pics of them, because while he’s not super affectionate physically, he’s head over heels for them, and he always wants some memories of the times they get to spend together. might be so cheesy at times that when they’re apart and no one’s watching, he’d stare at the moon and sing a few ballads to it while thinking ‘at least we’re looking at the same sky'.
mdni! slight smut towards the end (fingering, kissing), university au, non idol ateez, featuring bestie and roommate yunjin from lesserafim
playlist:
🤍piano sonata no. 17 in d minor, op. 31 “tempest”: I. largo - allegro by beethoven
🤍linus and lucy by vince guaraldi trio
🤍 sao paolo by the weeknd ft anitta
🤍 hit me up by mirani ft mingi
🤍 man on fire by ateez
🤍 busy woman by sabrina carpenter
the breeze on campus kept mingi grounded while he sat at a table outside on the quad. having been hunched over a book for the better of an hour by then, he was getting bored of studying and wanted to head back to his dorm for a quick bite to eat before his next class. as he packed up, he heard a light laugh not more than ten feet away from him. he looked up towards the sound and found his own breath caught in his throat.
you were so pretty, your hair blowing behind you in the breeze as you walked with your friend. a thick folder was tucked in your arm and mingi looked ahead to see you were headed for the music building. while he had no real business going there, mingi had a few friends that frequented the music building as well and was hopeful he could find out about you.
he finished packing and went on his way to his dorm, heading directly to the cafeteria first where he found his roommate and two other friends at a table.
“hey man, where have you been?” seonghwa asks as mingi plops down with a tray of food.
“out on the quad, doing some studying,” he mumbled, stuffing a bite of his sandwich into his mouth.
“you look flustered though,” wooyoung says stifling a giggle, “what happened out there?”
mingi rolls his eyes, “just happened to see someone i thought was pretty, no big deal.”
“clearly not someone you know then?” san speaks up then and mingi shakes his head, “i think she’s a music major. she was headed towards the music building so it’s a safe assumption,” he says, taking a gulp of his drink.
mingi shrugs. “it doesn’t matter, i don’t know her and what are the chances i’ll see her again? i just thought she was pretty.”
turns out, the chances were pretty high.
“yunjin, i don’t want to go to this party,” you whine as you settle on the piano bench in a practice room, “friendly reminder i have recitals to help accompany and need to practice as much as i can.”
“y/n, you practice all the time, i swear you play that damn piano in your sleep,” your best friend and roommate point out, “take one night to come by the frat house. hongjoong throws a great party and he even djs them himself.”
you roll your eyes, “last i heard hongjoong hated parties.” you knew hongjoong due to passing by in your major, but you’d never heard of him being the party type. you figured it had to be the fault of yunho, one of his roommates. there was no way yeosang or jongho, his other two roommates, cared about parties either. between the four of them at the frat, yunho would be the likeliest to want to party. but that didn’t matter, because you didn’t want to go.
“okay fine, yunho guilted him into it but who cares? you’re cooped up in here all the time. you’re the best pianist in the department, even yunho admits that. just take one night or even just one hour to come with me to the frat house. maybe you’ll meet someone there!”
your eyes roll again as you warm up your fingers, flying through a few scales and chords. “why do you care so much if i meet someone?”
yunjin laughs, “because you’re in college y/n, let loose and live a little, the piano will still be here when it’s over.”
*****
standing outside the frat house with a look of disgust on your face hours later, yunjin had to drag you up the stairs to the door to get you to budge. “let’s go y/n, i’m not letting you waste away in that practice room all four years we’re here.”
you scoff but follow her into the house, which was already starting to fill with people. you and yunjin find hongjoong at his little setup where he was blasting music and also see yeosang, yunho, and jongho by his side. yunho is the first to greet you.
“hey guys! yunjin, great job getting y/n out of the practice rooms. i bet that wasn’t easy,” he laughs while winking at you making you roll your eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that day as you hug hongjoong a hello.
“because i didn’t even want to come yunho,” you scoff which only makes the tall boy laugh even more. jongho comes up to you then and greets you with a hug as well, “i’m actually really glad you came y/n,” he smiles at you.
you adored jongho. he was one of your closest friends aside from yunjin and you were grateful to have someone who understood you. he was a hard worker like you, constantly practicing, and you’d been thrilled when he asked if you’d play his piano accompaniment for his performance at the vocal recital at the end of the semester.
“yeah, don’t count on me being here for long though. i’m still working on one of your pieces,” you giggle and he shrugs, “you’ll be fine y/n, i’m not worried at all.”
you hear more voices enter the house and turn to see four more guys enter, all of whom yunho knew right away as he went over to greet them. yeosang joined in your conversation with jongho by then, and yunjin was hyping up hongjoong as he continued mixing music throughout the stereo.
mingi was happy to greet yunho the second he had walked in the door and when he looked over to see where his other three friends were, his breath caught in his throat again. “oh my god.”
wooyoung whipped around immediately, “what? what is it?”
“that’s the girl i saw on the quad today,” mingi can barely choke out his words.
“which one? the one talking to hongjoong or the one talking to yeosang and jongho?” san asks right away, eager to know who his friend was talking about.
“the one with yeo and jongho,” mingi says quickly, trying to swallow the lump in his throat.
yunho turns then and sees it’s you, “oh yeah, that’s y/n, she’s in the piano department with me. the hardest working girl i know and a total sweetheart.”
mingi whips his head towards his friend, “that’s the one you’re constantly saying is the best in the department?” to which yunho nods.
“she’s so pretty,” mingi grunts, wondering if the way yunho spoke about you meant he didn’t have a chance with you in the first place.
“come on, i’ll introduce you. you guys might as well know her anyway since she’s friends with the others,” yunho says, walking back towards you and mingi’s shoulders relax when he realizes you and yunho are just friends.
when you notice the small group yunho greeted was now standing with you, you turn towards them as they wave hello to hongjoong before looking up at yunho while yeosang and jongho greet them. “these the other friends you talk nonstop about, yun?”
mingi feels his heart in his throat when yunho laughs and gestures towards them, “yes, this is seonghwa, san, wooyoung, and mingi. guys, this is y/n,” he’s brief and you turn completely towards the group.
“nice to meet you all,” you say, “in case yunho hasn’t mentioned it, i’m the better pianist,” which makes the group start laughing.
“oh and that’s my roommate, yunjin,” you point out your friend who was still dancing alongside hongjoong but still managed to wave a hello.
mingi was speechless. you were even prettier up close. he had to get to know you by the end of the night even if it took until 4AM.
conversation amongst the group resumes and you flinch when hongjoong turns the volume up on the stereo, resulting in a flood of people hounding the middle of the floor to dance. mingi notices your discomfort and summons enough courage to lean down to you. “want to go outside and get out of the noise?”
you nod aggressively without hesitation and follow mingi towards the kitchen and the back door. he pauses in the kitchen to ask you another question, “do you want a drink?”
you shrug, “i don’t drink alcohol, just a soda is fine.” he grabs a cup of ice and pours you the soda, handing it to you gently before grabbing a bottle of beer for himself. after that you continue following him outside to the large backyard, where there were much fewer people and the noise was muffled.
“good god, it got hectic in there fast,” you mumble, sipping your drink, “i love hongjoong to death but man, for someone who doesn’t like parties he knows how to keep one alive.”
mingi laughs at that, taking a swig of his beer before he speaks, “yeah, a lot of the time yunho just makes him do it, but he likes the actual music making part so he doesn’t complain.”
“how do you know yunho and the others?” you ask, genuinely curious.
“we all went to high school together, kind of all just grew up with each other,” he says and you nod.
“so you’re clearly not a music major i presume? i haven’t seen you or your other friends around before,” you continue, your interest in mingi growing. he was really sweet and a friend of yunho’s was a friend of yours.
“no, i’m a business major, wooyoung is an art major, and san and seonghwa are psych majors,” he explains.
“diverse, i kind of love that,” you smile, sipping your soda once more.
you lost track of time talking about anything and everything with mingi. he was easy to talk to and you didn’t even realize it was past midnight when you finally look down at your phone for the first time in a while.
“oh my god, it’s so late,” you gasp, feeling slightly anxious. mingi notices your slight tremble, “yeah, we’ve been talking for a while, are you okay?” he’s careful with his words.
“i barely got to practice today,” you mumble, your fingers itching to be at a piano. you hated missing out on practice time and mingi only understood so much. he’d always known yunho to be much more relaxed when it came to his practice time. you were way more intense.
“do you normally play every day?” mingi asks, trying to keep you calm. you nod, “yeah at least for a few hours. i only played for about an hour today because i didn’t have much time between classes and then yunjin dragged me here,” you let out a sigh.
mingi’s unsure if he should be upset or not, you seemed like you’d been having fun talking to him.
you shake your head, “it’s fine, tomorrow is a weekend and i can just lock myself up all day. honestly, i had a lot of fun talking to you mingi, you’re really sweet.”
mingi relaxes at that and smiles down at you. “you’re really sweet too y/n.”
he stares at you for a moment, an ache in his chest. he wasn’t one to normally make moves right away but he had an extreme urge to lean over and kiss you. the moment is interrupted though when the back door slides open and yunjin, yunho, seonghwa, and wooyoung appear.
“y/n! it’s so late i thought you ran off hours ago!” yunjin runs over and plopping next to you.
“no, believe it or not i actually lost track of time,” you look up at seonghwa and wooyoung, “sorry i didn’t get to talk to you guys and san as much, i hate how loud it gets in there.”
seonghwa shrugs, “it’s all good, san left an hour ago anyway and the party is starting to clear out. hongjoong is over it,” he laughs.
“oh thank god,” you go to stand and turn to yunjin, “i’m locking myself in a practice room all day tomorrow and i do not want to hear a single word. i missed at least three hours of practice time tonight.”
yunjin holds her hands up in surrender, “fine by me.”
you turn back to mingi then, “i had fun tonight mingi,” you go to embrace him. mingi loses himself in the scent of your hair, unwilling to let go for a minute.
“i had fun too y/n,” he mutters into you and you smile up at him, “hopefully i’ll see you around more now.”
you say goodbye to wooyoung, seonghwa, and yunho and finally turn to leave with yunjin.
mingi watches you walk back through the house to leave and wooyoung looks at him.
“you got it bad.”
and then mingi realizes he never got your number.
*****
days go by and mingi hasn’t seen you. he felt like he was going crazy, but his brain was filled with you and the time he spent with you at that party. you were so sweet, attentive, kind, and so pretty. he couldn’t stop thinking about you.
you also found yourself thinking about mingi from time to time. you knew you’d had a good time with him but did you actually like him the way your brain was trying to make you think? you felt your thoughts slip away temporarily as you met with jongho and yeosang in the empty recital hall.
“hey y/n!” yeosang greets you, as he pulls his violin out.
“hey guys,” you smile as you climb up onto the stage and greet them both with hugs.
“i want to run some of the recital stuff today which is why i wanted to meet here,” jongho explains and you nod, pulling out your folder specific to jongho’s repertoire.
“but before we start, how about that party huh? y/n, i heard you were with mingi for hours,” yeosang giggles and you roll your eyes.
so much for not thinking about him.
“yeah, because hongjoong cranked the music and i didn’t feel like going deaf. we just hungout outside and talked. no big deal,” you shrug, running a few scales to warm up.
“do you like him?” jongho asks, propping himself up against the piano.
“i mean, we just met that one time but he was really sweet and i wouldn’t mind hanging out with him again,” you shrug as yeosang walks over to tune his violin. you play a tuning note for him, holding it with the pedal, and as he tunes, jongho speaks again, “i think he likes you based on what i’ve heard.”
you lift your foot off the pedal making the note that was still ringing throughout the hall stop abruptly and look at your friend. “what do you mean, ‘what you have heard?’”
“it’s nothing crazy y/n, he just liked hanging out with you too. i think he wants to see you again,” yeosang says calmly.
you take a deep breath. “well i’ll worry about that if and when the time presents itself again. now let’s run this piece please?”
as your trio rehearsed, mingi was across campus in the library with hongjoong, san, and yunho.
“when’s the next party?” mingi suddenly asked, interrupting the otherwise quiet bunch.
“hopefully not soon,” hongjoong rolls his eyes looking at yunho. yunho laughs but looks at mingi. “probably not for a little bit. we have recitals and performances to worry about coming up over in music major world, why?”
“he’s got a crush,” san practically sings, resulting in mingi smacking the back of his head.
“so i hear?” yunho smirks, “wooyoung told me you and y/n seemed to hit it off pretty quickly.”
“i mean, all we did was talk outside last time,” mingi sighs, “but she really is so cute and sweet, i want to see her again.”
“well all the recitals and performances are open for anyone, you don’t have to be a music major to come see it. come by a few of them,” hongjoong says matter-of-factly. mingi whips his head towards the red head, “really?”
“yeah,” hongjoong laughs, “i guarantee y/n is in a bunch of them between her own recital, i know she’s helping jongho with his, maybe even yeosang’s too, and orchestra. she’s going to be performing a lot so you’ll definitely see her.”
“it’s true,” yunho says, “come to some of them, we’ll be there obviously, and the others can come too. it’s actually pretty fun.”
mingi doesn’t have to think twice.
he was going to see you again.
*****
the end of the semester performances were coming up and to say you were on overdrive was an understatement. you basically lived in the rehearsal spaces, between practicing for your own recital, jongho’s, and your feature in both yeosang’s and the orchestra, you were lucky to be sleeping or eating.
yunjin, hongjoong, and yunho took turns bringing you food and making sure you eventually got any sort of rest in between rehearsals. you simultaneously knew you’d lose your chops if you overdid it but wanted to make sure all of your pieces were perfect.
“y/n, honey, you need to slow down and get some decent rest before these performances,” jongho practically scolds you when you find his practice room.
“i’m fine jongie,” you mutter, chugging at the coffee you’d brought with you, “you want a perfect recital don’t you?”
“yes but i want a healthy pianist first,” he sighs, pulling out his phone.
jongho: if you’re free come to the third floor of the music building, we’re in the practice rooms
mingi: who’s we?
jongho: me and y/n, she’s exhausted and won’t listen to us
mingi: and you think she’d listen to me?
jongho: new perspective, it’s worth a shot
mingi hauls himself across campus so quickly that by the time he makes it to the music building he’s winded. he takes a few breaths to slow down and relax before he gets upstairs and jongho meets him at the entrance to the practice room hallway.
“she’s so tired, i don’t want her sick or anything before these performances,” jongho mutters, leading mingi to where you were laying your head against the closed piano.
“jongie,” you mumble, “we have to run this piece.”
“no, you need to go get some sleep. you’re barely awake and you still have class to worry about between all this,” he’s stern before he nudges mingi towards you, “mingi can take you back to your dorm, i’m going back to mine. we can rehearse another time.”
you sit up, not even realizing mingi had shown up in the first place. “hi mingi,” you say quietly, as jongho eyes you with concern while he gathers his music and heads out.
“hi y/n,” mingi is also quiet as he approaches, managing to sit next to you on the bench.
you feel delirious as you find your head leaning on his shoulder almost immediately. “i just want these performances to go perfectly,” you whine.
“i’m sure they will y/n, but our friends are worried about you. you need to be healthy for it to go well,” mingi says, brushing a hair off your face.
you don’t realize you’d started crying, but mingi quickly engulfs you in his arms and lets you sob.
“i feel like i’m under so much pressure. i love helping my friends but between that, my own stuff, and next semester my teacher want me to help the beginner class, it’s overwhelming,” you cry.
“i’m sure your friends would understand if you took a small step back, they want what’s best for you,” mingi continues.
you sniffle as you sit up again and mingi’s heart aches a little. “yeah, i suppose you’re right. my next semester load should be easier anyway, i actually don’t really like orchestra,” you laugh, “so i won’t do that, and jongho and yeosang might not need me, unless jongho participates in the vocal department recital again. thankfully that’s not an entire recital of just him though,” you think out loud, “i’ll worry about that when the time comes.”
mingi smiles at you as you think out loud and he gets up, extending his hand out to you. “come on, let me take you back to your dorm. you need some food and sleep.”
when you finally make it up to your dorm, yunjin is shocked to see you. “girl, it’s only 8PM!”
when she sees mingi, she can’t hide the smile on her face. you roll your eyes but mingi smiles back, “jongho asked me to take her back and make sure she gets some actual rest.”
you throw down your stuff and gather some clothes to change into for bed, “at this point now that yunjin knows i’m here, she won’t let me leave anyway,” you embrace him, “thank you mingi.”
he doesn’t miss the chance to take in a subtle whiff of your hair before he lets go, “you’re welcome y/n, please sleep tonight.”
as he heads out, he texts jongho.
mingi: yunjin will be holding her hostage the rest of the night, she ’s in her dorm
jongho: thank you so much, at least she listened to someone
mingi also makes a mental note to stop by his advisor to make a schedule change to his next semester.
and he still didn’t have your number.
*****
you wake up the next morning feeling refreshed. thankfully it was a day where you only had one class and once that was over, you were free to head to the rehearsal spaces.
“hey jongie,” you call out when you find him in the recital hall.
“you already look so much more rested than you have all week y/n,” jongho says with a smile.
you laugh, “yeah, i got back to my dorm at 8 and yunjin basically made me go right to bed. i slept through the night like a baby.”
“see? it’s worth listening to us sometimes,” the younger boy jokes.
“if by us, you mean mingi, then i suppose you’re right. speaking of, do you have his number? i want to thank him and never know when i’ll see him,” you say.
jongho’s jaw drops, “we have been trying to get you to rest all week but the second it comes to mingi being able to he gets no argument and a thank you?”
“boo hoo, you can cry about later. can i have his number please?” you sass and he rolls his eyes but sends it to you anyway.
y/n: hi mingi! it’s y/n :) thanks for forcing me home yesterday, i slept so well!
in the library, mingi’s phone vibrates and san peaks over his shoulder. mingi is unable to contain his excitement as he lets out a giggle and catches the attention of seonghwa and wooyoung.
“what happened?” seonghwa asks.
“y/n texted me,” mingi sighs, typing out a reply.
“you’re worse than a teenager,” san laughs.
mingi: hi y/n! it’s no problem at all! also, how did you get my number? i’d been meaning to gets yours anyway but this works out!
y/n: i asked jongho, he’s mad at me because i listened to you instead of anyone else but he’ll get over it :)
mingi smiles at his phone the whole time he texts you.
“how are you this smitten already?” wooyoung teases and mingi rolls his eyes.
“if this is smitten, i can’t imagine what he’d be like if we saw her everyday like the others,” seonghwa laughs.
“well i’ll be seeing her on tuesday and thursday next semester,” mingi says, and his friends look at him confused.
“how so?” wooyoung cocks an eyebrow up at him.
“because i registered for the beginner piano class.”
*****
it was the night of yeosang’s recital and you were amped.
your friends started to filter into the recital hall earlier than everyone else so you had time to greet them before meeting yeosang backstage.
“hey guys!” you hug yunjin as the others sit down.
“you ready to kill it up there?” yunho asks and you nod, “i’m just doing one piece with him but i’m excited.”
the door opens to the recital hall again and you look over to see san, wooyoung, seonghwa, and mingi looking slightly lost before they quickly spot your group. you feel your face flush at the way mingi smiles when he spots you and they head over.
“hey y/n!” san speaks first and you smile, “hi sannie,” you hug him and you greet the others.
“hi y/n,” mingi is last and there’s a pink tint to his cheeks as he goes to embrace you. you still feel hot in your own face as you hug him, unsure about how to go about what your body was feeling.
mingi was definitely cute, there was no question about it. you wondered if you spent more time with him if something were to happen between you two. you liked talking to him, he was cute, kind, and you had just listened to him over your other friends when it came to getting rest.
did that mean anything? you weren’t really sure yet.
“hi mingi, i’m glad you could make it,” you mumble into his neck as he hugs you. he loves the feeling of you against him and his stomach flips as you pull away.
“i wouldn’t miss it for the world,” he’s quiet as he speaks, knowing if his friends continued eavesdropping they’d never stop teasing him.
you feel your stomach flip and yeosang appears next to you then, and you’re grateful for the interruption. “ready to go y/n?”
you hadn’t even noticed the recital hall filling up by then and you nod, waving a small goodbye to your friends before following yeosang backstage. your feature was first, so you could sit with your friends after the piece, but you took a deep breath and soon you were walking out on stage with yeosang. there were about 50 people in the hall, and the applause began as soon as you two appeared. you look at each other with a smile before bowing to the audience and you take a seat on the piano bench. yeosang looks to you for a quick tuning chord and then he’s ready.
the second the piece begins, mingi found himself in a trance. you were so graceful, elegant, relaxed as ever as you played. you followed yeosang’s cues flawlessly and mingi was unable to look away.
“isn’t she amazing?” yunjin whispers and mingi barely hears her. he gulps and nods the slightest bit, his eyes still glued to you.
when the piece is over, the applause engulfs the room and mingi nearly jumps out of his seat. he finds just enough strength to hold himself back as he claps and you take another bow with yeosang before you leave the stage and his regular accompanist joins him instead.
you quietly make your way up the aisle to your friends as they whisper congratulations and give you thumbs up and you find yunjin saved you a seat.
next to mingi.
you see her smile and pulls you in as you sit. “you’re a star y/n,” she whispers.
you wave her off as yeosang begins his next piece. mingi can’t help but lean over to you, “you were amazing up there.”
you turn to him and quietly mouth a “thank you,” before turning back to yeosang. if there was one thing about you, it was that you took performing seriously and anyone who took the stage deserved the attention above anything else.
mingi admired that.
when yeosang’s recital came to an end 45 minutes later, you meet in the big rehearsal space next door to the hall where a small banquet would be held to celebrate. your friends all embrace you as you wait for yeosang, and you just shake them off.
“guys please, tonight was about yeosang not me,” you laugh.
“i think after all these recitals are done, we throw another party before the winter holiday!” yunho jumps up and you and hongjoong collectively groan.
“really yuyu?” you whine and mingi tries not to show his disappointment. another party would be perfect for him to hang out with you, since he otherwise could barely get the courage to just ask you now.
“yes y/n, really,” yunho rolls his eyes, “it’s like a last hoorah before we leave for three weeks between semesters!”
you and hongjoong look at each other and then collectively sigh, look back at yunho, and groan out “fine.”
a week later, your performance schedule was jam packed. the rest of your recitals were packed into this week, starting with orchestra, followed by the vocal department showcase with jongho, and then your first solo recital.
mingi attended them all.
the night of your solo recital had you the most buzzed. your friends had taken up the first two rows of the hall, cheering for you as much as they were allowed. as a younger student, you weren’t even required to do a solo recital yet but you wanted to get as much exposure to performing as possible and your professor had agreed. the first time you stepped out on stage on your own, all nine of your friends were the loudest. you felt content on stage, and you lost yourself in the piano. you could see your friends recording you out of the corner of your eyes, but that didn’t distract you at all.
mingi was in an absolute trance. the moment you started your beethoven piece, his full attention was on you and nothing else. he barely noticed yunjin or jongho with their phones out recording you like you were a rockstar at a sold out show. he just kept his eyes on you.
at the end of your recital, he was the first one on his feet and your stomach flipped again. he looked so entranced by you, and you suddenly felt a wave of a new emotion come over you.
you were starting to like mingi.
*****
yunho’s end of semester party was one you were still less than thrilled about, but you still showed up for the sake of yunjin, yunho, and unbeknownst to anyone else, mingi.
when you show up, your friends engulf you once again and yunjin is thrilled you came. “i’m so happy you came y/n! it’s going to be so weird not seeing you for a month.”
you shake your head laughing, “i know but i figured i should for all of your sake so i don’t hear any complaints later.”
mingi appears next to you shortly after and you smile up at him. “outside?” you ask, and he giggles before agreeing, “outside.”
music blasts as you and mingi head for the backyard and you can’t help but flinch again at the noise. you hated this aspect of parties and were grateful to go outside and hangout with mingi again. you grab a soda quickly before you step outside and mingi stays close behind, his hand finding your back and you don’t mind the way he guides you to a porch swing and you sit down.
you let out a sigh and lean back, admiring the sky and the muffled noise of the party and your friends inside. “what a crazy semester,” you say quietly, looking over at mingi who had leaned back next to you. he met your eyes and let out a chuckle.
“yes, quite,” he agrees. you turn your head back up to the sky but his eyes remain on you.
“any plans during the holidays?” you ask and mingi shakes his head.
“just relaxing, will probably spend time with the guys, nothing out of the ordinary.”
you nod and mingi asks, “what about you?”
you laugh but turn back to him, “i’m going to keep practicing, maybe plan ways to help my professor with the beginner piano class, hang with yunjin, you know?”
mingi contemplates telling you he signed up for the piano class.
he also contemplates kissing you. he lost himself in your eyes, and he was desperate to know if you had the same flipping feeling in your stomach the way he did in that moment. he wanted to kiss you so badly, but the moment ends when jongho peaks his head out the door.
“hey it’s just us inside if you want to come in now, everyone else left.”
you meet mingi’s eyes again, “i kind of want to if that’s okay? i love hanging out here with you but i’m getting cold anyway.”
mingi nods and helps you off the swing, walking back inside.
“y/n! come over here and play something!” yunho calls across the room standing next to the piano in the living room.
“oh so you just wanted me inside so i can entertain you?” you scoff with a laugh but sit down anyway. hongjoong lowers his music even more as you start to play “linus and lucy” to joke around. everyone enjoys themselves as you play and mingi adores every second. seonghwa and yunho walk up to him moments later.
“did you make a move yet?” yunho asks and mingi rolls his eyes.
“no, i wanted to but we were interrupted.”
“does she know you’re taking the beginner class next semester?” seonghwa interjects.
“i thought about telling her but maybe it’ll be fun to surprise her,” mingi shrugs.
you’re laughing as you continue playing, seeing san, wooyoung, and jongho do dances just like the peanuts characters and mingi’s heart skips a beat at the sound.
he couldn’t wait for next semester.
*****
one month later
mingi is almost too excited for classes to start as he bustles around his dorm room. the semester started on a tuesday, which meant one of his first classes was beginner piano.
the very class you were assisting with.
you and mingi had texted here and there during the holiday break and you were also excited for the new semester. new repertoire, more fun classes with your friends, hoping to see mingi more.
over the holidays your crush on him continued to develop and you had no clue he felt the same way. unknowingly between the two of you, you’d both kick your feet at the sound of a text message from the other, and school couldn’t start faster.
your walk to the piano lab was muscle memory at this point. as a second year, it was typically unheard of for someone as young as you to assist professors and continue working towards more recitals but you were different. when you walked in, the first person you saw was your professor. you greeted her happily and you organized a few pieces of sheet music meant for the class that would be coming in.
the second person you saw was not at all who you expected.
mingi was sitting at a keyboard in the second row, and he was blushing hard.
“oh my god, mingi! what are you doing here?” you walk over and hug him, feeling your stomach flip.
“i heard that beginner levels were open to anyone, not just the music majors so i registered to see what it’s like to live a little like you,” he giggles.
“oh please, this isn’t even close to what it’s like to live like me,” you laugh in return. “you seriously are that interested in music?”
mingi shrugs, “honestly yeah, if i wasn’t in business i’d probably do music as my next choice. i do some stuff with hongjoong sometimes but it’s nothing crazy.”
“wow, mr business major having an artsy side. i love to see it,” you say, and soon the lab is filling with more students. that was your cue to head back to the front and sit at one of the two pianos and soon class was starting.
beginner piano also included a handful of music majors since it was part of their curriculum, so mingi was lucky jongho still needed to take the class too and was a familiar face. you were having so much fun watching jongho try to help mingi understand notation and the basics of how to even rest his hands on the keys. it took a lot of effort to stay focused on what your professor needed from you rather than watching your friends the entire time.
when class ended, jongho immediately came up to you. you held back a laugh at the annoyed face jongho had on before the younger boy spoke, “this is going to be a long semester.”
“jongie be nice, it’s beginner for a reason. you only feel that way because you can at least read sheet music,” you giggle and mingi walks up next to you both.
“i think i need a tutor,” he says sheepishly and you can’t help but let out a laugh.
“be grateful you don’t need four more of these classes,” jongho mutters.
“jongie!” you snap, “first of all, you’ve had a head start in learning basics from me so stop complaining, and i can help both of you regardless of where either of you are at with learning.”
mingi bites back a laugh while jongho sighs, “fine,” he mumbles, “i have my voice lesson so i have to go, see you later.”
he heads out, leaving you and mingi behind. your professor had also left by then, so you and mingi were the only ones left in the lab.
“what does your schedule look like now? maybe we can pick a time for me to help you,” you’re feeling shy now, realizing you haven’t been alone with him in a while.
“i don’t have another class until later so i’m good after this one, or my fridays are usually pretty free,” he says.
“we can make that work,” you think out loud, “i have my piano lessons at 4 on thursdays, so we can make after class either day work and if you want extra help we can do more on fridays too but only if you want.”
mingi smiles, “i’d love that. we can play each week as it comes too if you have certain plans or whatnot too,” and you nod.
“i like the sound of that,” your cheeks flush and you gather up your stuff.
“c-can we actually review some stuff now?” mingi is shy as he asks but you can’t fight the smile on your face.
“sure, let’s go upstairs to the practice rooms.”
when you arrive on the third floor, mingi is in awe of the spaces around him. he’d only been up here that one other time and he didn’t get to really pay attention to those around him. one room had a flutist practicing, another room had a brass trio. the two of you could also hear jongho in his voice lesson in his professor’s office as well and mingi admired the work ethic of those surrounding him.
“so this is what it’s like to be you huh?” he laughs as you arrive to an empty room and close the door.
“yeah, these are like our little sanctuaries, and if you don’t cry or take a nap in one of these rooms at some point, you aren’t doing it right,” you laugh.
“cry or take a nap?” mingi laughs along with you and you nod, “oh for sure. you think we don’t have breakdowns over performing? you literally saw me cry last semester.”
mingi shrugs, “i suppose but i never thought about it. it’s such a different environment here compared to the business school.”
you smile as you sit on the piano bench. “but i wouldn’t change a thing. so what do you want help with?”
“probably the very basics,” mingi mumbles.
you spend the next half hour explaining notation and rhythm with mingi, and realize he knew more than you thought before you move to the piano itself.
“you know, didn’t you say you did some music stuff with hongjoong? you made it seem like you knew nothing but you know more than you think,” you say as you do a little warmup while mingi watches.
“yeah, but i never thought about it when it came to applying it here,” mingi says and you look back up at him. “for sure! you’re definitely smarter than you think with this, i think your issue is just the coordination and playing ability now, and that will come with time,” you reach for his hands which was mistake number one.
both of your stomachs flip as you place his hands on the keys, “just rest your hands here and i’ll show you some very basic things when playing,” you mumble. your heart had started racing by then and you felt mingi staring at you before you took your hands off of his.
it’s quiet for a moment but you clear your throat and look up at the sheet music you’d given out in class and put your hands next to his on the lower register keys. as you attempt to guide and show him how to apply reading the music to how to play, your breath hitches in your throat. you were starting to feel flustered at mingi going back and forth between staring at you versus trying to pay attention to what you were at least attempting to teach him.
you stop for a second as you try to pull yourself together and mingi was fighting every urge to reach over and kiss you. he comes so close to cupping your face when a knock interrupts you both and you look up to see jongho’s face in the window before he comes in.
“hey, my lesson is done,” he says, unaware of the tension in the room as he plops his music on the piano and sits on the extra chair.
“we could hear you, you sounded great,” you say, shaking off the feeling of tension you’d been feeling and mingi silently curses jongho for interrupting another moment.
“how’s the tutoring going?” jongho smirks, and you rolls your eyes, “it’s fine jongie, i’d start practicing piano more if i were you.”
mingi has to fight the laugh in the back of his throat.
three weeks go by and mingi felt like he was going crazy.
“it’s taking you a long time to make a move,” wooyoung laughs as he walks into the cafe with mingi.
“you think i don’t want to? she’s constantly interrupted between her professor and our friends who share the same major as her. i understand she has lots of rehearsals and things to do but my god, i’m going crazy,” mingi sighs, “jongho will interrupt one day and then yunjin the next, or suddenly yunho needs help on a piece she played last semester that he’s doing now, it’s always something.”
“you have to figure out when she’s alone and guaranteed no interruptions,” wooyoung says as they go to sit, finding san and seonghwa.
“so when is that? at midnight?” mingi rolls his eyes and takes a gulp of his drink.
“what’s at midnight?” seonghwa asks and wooyoung bites back a laugh, “a time mingi can finally get y/n alone without being interrupted and finally kiss her.”
“you haven’t kissed her yet?” san asks and mingi slams his head on the table, “no, and thank you so much for that wooyoung!”
“what’s going on, how come?” seonghwa adds and mingi groans, “i was just saying to wooyoung, she constantly has people needing her and we get interrupted a lot. jongho stopping by, yunjin bringing her coffee, yunho needing this or that, it’s probably a matter of time before yeosang and hongjoong need something from her too.”
“so talk to her about meeting at a different time, or stop by her late night practices when we all know she’s by herself,” san suggests.
mingi spends the rest of the day pondering what his friends suggested and by 11:30PM, he texts you.
mingi: are you still in a practice room?
it’s minutes before you reply.
y/n: sure am, got a new piece to work on and jongho asked me to participate in the vocal showcase again so i have that i’m starting too
mingi: is it okay if i come by?
y/n: yeah! just come in quietly :)
mingi hauls across campus and before he knows it, he hears you playing and locates your practice room. he quietly opens the door and steps in, being mindful of your focus and closes the door just as gently before he sits in the chair next to the piano.
you’re aware of his presence now but you continue playing until you reach the end of the movement and stop to take a rest, turning towards mingi with a smile, “hi.”
he smiles back, “hi.”
you pick up your pencil and start making some small notes in your music, “what brings you by? i thought you’d have some business major things to study or a frat party to attend,” you laugh.
he laughs back, “no, the only parties i go to are yunho’s and i just wanted to spend time with you,” he pauses, “with hopefully less interruptions.”
you roll your eyes with another laugh, “you know, i love my friends to pieces but yeah, they do barge in a lot. it’s why they know these late nights belong to me and they don’t bother me then.”
mingi blinks, “wait, am i being a bother then? i didn’t realize…,”
“mingi,” you cut him off, “you asked, and i said it was okay. that’s different.”
mingi feels better hearing that. it’s quiet for a few moments as you make a few more notes in your music and look up to find him staring at you. “what’s up?” you ask, your pulse quickening.
mingi takes in a breath before he reaches out and pulls the bench closer to him and moves to straddle it right next to you. your inches apart now and your breath catches in your throat at the close proximity.
“y/n,” mingi mumbles, his hands coming up to your face and you feel your cheeks burn against his skin, “there was a day last semester i was outside studying, and i saw you walk by. i had no idea who you were but i thought you were so pretty. come to find out half of my friends knew you and i got so lucky to meet you at that party. i haven’t stopped thinking about you since then, and every moment i get with you has made me so happy.”
you’re frozen in place, memories from the party you met him flooding back and all the times you spent with him since. while limited to the few parties and the recitals he came to, you’d come to fall for mingi and it had snuck up on you fast.
“i love watching you play piano, and learning from you has been so much fun. you’re so sweet, kind, my friends all love you, so i’d be crazy not to as well. i’ve been going crazy especially over the last few weeks. every moment i’m with you, i have had to fight every urge in me to kiss you because i’ve been afraid. afraid you might not feel the same, afraid to ruin what we have already, just afraid you won’t think of me the same,” he continues.
“mingi,” you whisper, turning completely towards him, your eyes burning. mingi was terrified, bracing himself for the worst until you speak again.
“you’d never ruin what we have, i adore you so much already. you support me even when you don’t completely know what i’m going through, you’re sweet, and our friends talk so highly of you. i really like you a lot, and i’ve been scared too,” you mumble, feeling mingi shake as he holds you.
“fuck being scared,” mingi grumbles, “can i finally kiss you?”
you barely even nod before mingi pulls you in and kisses you deeply.
it was hot, needy, deep, months of pent of tension between the two of you finally getting released. mingi feels like he died and went to heaven. he knew he was meant to kiss you as he keeps going, swallowing every last whine and groan you make.
your arms wrap around his neck, trying to stay as close to him as possible when he pulls you up onto his lap, never breaking away. he finally does though, only to move to your neck and allow you to breathe. “i’ve been waiting months for this y/n,” he whines into your skin and you can’t help the whimper that escapes you.
“please don’t stop,” you choke out, grinding against him. he whines again at the friction and guides your mouth back to his. you never wanted to stop kissing him. you couldn’t believe you’d waited this long to do it and it felt so good.
when you finally pull away, your mouth is red and he looks fucked out just from the intensity. you lean your forehead to his and find yourself laughing a second later.
mingi pulls away again and looks up at you, “what’s so funny?”
“did you join my piano class just so you could get with me?”
he’s shy then, but answers, “yes and no. i wanted to see you more regardless, and i actually do have some interest in music. but this was definitely a plus if i do say so myself,” and you smile down at him.
“well just because we kissed doesn’t mean i’m going to pick favorites,” you smirk as you shift off his lap and back to the bench.
mingi gasps dramatically, “y/n! how could you?”
you laugh and steal another kiss, “you have to show me you want to take this seriously,” you smirk against his lips.
“oh i’m very serious,” he says before he pulls you back in, kissing you as long as you’d allow him.
the next day you’re bombarded when yunho and yunjin plop down on either side of you in your music theory class. “you didn’t get back until almost 2AM last night,” yunjin starts, and you roll your eyes, “even for you that’s kind of late y/n.” she’s smirking.
“and?” you scoff.
“what happened last night?” yunho is biting the inside of his cheek as he fights the laughter in his chest.
you scoff again, “mingi told you, didn’t he?”
even you find it hard not to smile when yunho nods, and yunjin is on the edge of her seat, “okay fine, yes, mingi kissed me last night.”
yunjin fights the squeal in her throat and you laugh at your friend. “guys stop, it’s very new still but yeah, i really like him and i’m happy to see where it goes.”
“i’m going to throw a party soon,” yunho sits backs decidedly. you want to roll your eyes again, “seriously yun? just for that?”
“we have to celebrate our friends finally getting together, no?” he laughs and you just shake your head.
when word spreads throughout your friend group, at first hongjoong is annoyed to dj another party but when he finds out you and mingi were finally together, he’s thrilled. your entire friend group was elated that things finally happened and you can’t help but laugh when jongho comes up to you after piano class one day.
“does this mean you’re going to let me fail now y/n?”
“jongie!” you laugh, “no, i’m still going to help you, i’m not picking favorites just because i’m with mingi now.”
“i’m so hurt,” mingi fakes a dramatic sigh.
“i already told you i’m not picking favorites, enough,” you say, “over my dead body i let either of you fail on my own watch.”
“i’m holding you to that,” jongho winks, and you laugh. “i promise, no best friend of mine is going to fail at piano.”
when you walk in the front door of the frat house at the party yunho had been dying to throw a week later, hand in hand with mingi, the cheers erupted from your friends immediately and you couldn’t help but hide in his chest. “don’t hide baby,” mingi murmurs into your ear making your stomach drop. it was the first time he’d used a nickname for you and you loved it.
you actually stay inside for some of the party this time and enjoy your time with your friends. hongjoong cranked another song and you couldn’t help yourself as yunjin dragged you out to dance. mingi eventually joined you, always keeping at least one hand on you at all times and the look in his eyes told everyone how infatuated he was with you.
when you ultimately need a break from dancing, you don’t hesitate to grab mingi and bring him outside to your usual spot on the porch swing.
“where it all started,” mingi mutters, pulling you into him, nuzzling against your neck.
“can’t believe it took us this long to get to this point,” you mumble, leaning your head on his. he places a few light kisses to the skin of your neck and shoulders, making you giggle.
“but i’m so glad you’re finally mine,” he whispers and you melt against him. he tilts his head back up to you and can’t help but pull you into a kiss. the bass from the music hongjoong played inside was muffled, barely heard, when all you could focus on was mingi.
“so is it true you saw me in the quad one day and it was basically love at first sight?” you laugh when you pull away.
“honestly it’s the closest thing to love at first sight i can describe,” he chuckles, “i had a feeling you knew my friends when i noticed you walking towards the music buidling anyway, so it really worked out in the best possible way.”
you smile at that, “i honestly thought you were really cute when we met at the party too. i’m glad yunho introduced us.”
mingi cups your cheek, “i’m glad too.”
he pulls you in and the party goes forgotten as he kisses you again.
*****
two and a half months in, the semester was starting to wear you down.
there was always a point around the halfway mark of the semester when you started to feel burnt out from the amount of stuff you had to do. between balancing classes, practicing, and taking care of yourself, you felt your fatigue starting to affect you more and more.
yunjin would bring you coffee to find you napping against a closed piano, jongho would stop by to find you laying on the floor crying, and yunho would bring you food and force you to stop playing just so you’d have any sort of break. you were reaching a breaking point and your friends were concerned.
mingi was especially concerned when he received a text from you after midnight one night that you needed him to come to your rehearsal space.
when he arrived, his face fell the second he saw you.
you held your head in your hands, crying softly. your hoodie was on the floor and your hair was a knotted mess of a bun on top of your head. mingi’s heart broke seeing you this way.
“baby?”
your head snapped up to look at him, wiping your eyes and sniffling. “hi,” you mumbled.
“what’s wrong?” he approaches carefully and hands you a water. you sip it carefully and take a breath.
“this always happens. around midterms, i always get burnt out. i have so much stuff to do and worry about and i don’t want anyone to worry but it’s too much sometimes. i barely even noticed how you guys have been doing in my beginner class lately because i’m so tired,” your eyes burn with tears again.
“oh honey,” mingi murmurs, sitting next to you on the bench, your head laying on his shoulder as more tears escape. “you’re doing amazing. jongho and i are finally getting better at piano because of you, your pieces sound so good everytime i come by when you’re practicing, and everyone is just concerned about you taking care of yourself. you need rest, just like what happened last semester angel.”
you sigh, “i know, i know. i just want to get through this last movement and i’ll go back to my dorm and rest.”
mingi tilts your head up to his and presses a kiss to your lips gently before kissing the few tears on your cheeks, “you need to relax honey.”
his hands traveled up your thighs and you weren’t sure if you were just delirious or not, but it weirdly helped you calm down. you turn towards the piano and adjust before you slowly started to work on the movement. mingi’s hands stayed on you and you mindlessly kept playing as he pressed the lightest kiss to your neck.
“just keep playing sweet girl,” he murmured and you felt his hands dip below your skirt, feeling the gentlest touch of his fingers against your clothed center. you managed to keep playing, barely, as he rubbed you and you felt yourself getting wetter.
you almost miss a note to step on the pedal and then nearly fumble a scale when he moves your panties to the side and makes contact with you completely. “m-mingi,” you whine, feeling yourself losing concentration more and more.
“finish the movement baby,” he whispers, a single finger entering you, “you’ll be thinking of my fingers inside you when you perform this next month won’t you?”
“yes,” you cry, doing everything you can to control yourself and your playing when he inserts a second finger into you. he’s still gentle but he reaches deep with the way you sit on the edge of the bench.
you barely remember what you’re playing as mingi thrusts his fingers in you, tears burning your eyes now from the pleasure rather than exhaustion you’d been feeling. “mingi please,” you cry.
“need you to come all over my fingers when you finish baby,” he kisses the spot below your ear and you whine as you come, finishing your piece.
you lean against the piano catching your breath for a moment and then lean back into mingi’s side, “holy shit mingi.”
mingi chuckles, “you’ll never perform this piece the same way again huh?”
“not a chance.”
he was right.
the following month, after getting necessary rest thanks to mingi and your friends all forcing you to sleep and cut your practice time shorter for a week, it was once again time for the recitals you’d been preparing for.
you performed with jongho again for the second vocal department showcase, and you held another solo recital. when it came time for that one piece, you found yourself squeezing your legs together more getting yourself through the second movement the best you’d ever played as you remember coming on mingi’s hand.
thankfully, no one knew except mingi, who sat with a giant smirk on his face the entire time.
the day of beginner piano finals had both mingi and jongho stressed.
“you guys are going to be fine, there’s a reason everyone has a time slot and it’s so we can give undivided attention to each of you. plus you guys have been practicing with me and i would never let you guys fail. just relax,” you tell them before disappearing into the piano lab.
as expected, they both excelled at their finals, even though they both seemed unsure of themselves. a few days later they got their grades.
yunho had to throw an end of school year party as expected and the two of them bombarded you, “we passed! we got an A!”
“of course you did! i’d hope my best friends paid attention when i helped them!” you laugh as they hug you.
as the party went business as usual, mingi had you wrapped up in a dance, holding you close as possible to him, he couldn’t help but kiss you as much as you’d let him. “thank you for helping me pass that class baby,” he murmured.
“thank you for signing up for my class and bringing out the best in me,” you say back.
“and i’ve given it some more thought. it really was love at first sight with you, i’m so glad you’re mine my sweet girl, my little rockstar.”
you’re blushing as he twirls you around before pulling you in for another kiss.
