Summary: Your shy boyfriend tries to initiate physical contact for the first time.
Genre: Comfort/fluff, established relationship
Warning: None
Notes: My first 2025 post and first 8turn imagine! This is so cute, I’m happy with it. 💕
You and Kyungmin had been dating for almost 9 months now but before that you had known each other for a while, you practically grew up together. You were part of the same group of friends but never really interacted.
You spoke for the first time in your first year of high school, all because you were put in the same group for a project. The both of you hated group work, so you weren’t looking forward to doing it, at first. But after basically living in the café next to your dorm for about a month and a half, and spending all of your free time with him and two other classmates, you ended up bonding over multiple cups of coffee and lack of sleep.
You discovered that you had several things in common and how cute and funny he was. When the project was submitted, you continued to hang out.
You slowly fell for each other throughout high school, and only started going out in your first year of college.
Kyungmin is a shy guy by nature, so even if you had been close for years, he was still shy around you. Specially when it came to physical contact.
To be honest, he loved any type of contact like cuddling or just holding your hand but he was too shy to initiate it.
But now, he was determined to do it first.
He had a rough day at uni so the only thing that he wanted to do was having you close and watching your favorite show together.
He walked into the small apartment you had right outside campus, thankfully your roommate wasn’t home so he hadn’t had to worry about her. Kyungmin didn’t dislike her, she was actually nice but he wasn’t in the mood to talk to anybody but you today.
You were just walking out of the bathroom while drying your hair with a towel when you spotted your boyfriend by the front door.
“Hi, baby!” You strutted towards him, placing the towel on a nearby chair, and then snuggling into his arms.
“Hey, pretty.” He corresponded your hug, tightening the embrace.
“How’s it going?” You asked him.
“Hmm, not that good.”
“Oh, you wanna talk about it?”
He shook his head. “Not really.”
“We’ll talk whenever you want to, okay?”
“Okay. Thank you, my love.” He bent over to kiss your cheek, making you blush.
You smiled and took his hand, pulling him towards your coach.
While you grabbed the tv’s remote and turned on the show you were currently binge watching together, Kyungmin got comfortable leaning against the cushions.
When you sat down you felt a hand on your waist and then being pulled back. This flustered you since your boyfriend was never this touchy.
This was a new side of him but you weren’t complaining.
You rested your back against his chest and turned to look at him, a sweet smile on your face.
He was already looking at you with a shy smile and red cheeks, and leaned down to give you a kiss on the forehead.
“I love you.” He spoke in a soft tone.
“I love you too.” You responded, snuggling in his chest, him resting his arm around you.
You always made him feel better, even with small acts like this.
Notes: This took me a little bit longer but here it is jsjs. Ty ty for the idea, Emmi! 🩵 (Pls tell me if you’re uncomfortable with me calling you that and/or if you prefer that I call you moot instead. ☺️)
Everyone thought that your boyfriend, who was not only good looking but talented too, was an extrovert when in reality Myungho was a pretty shy guy until you knew him well enough. He was a menace with his loved ones, and obviously that included you.
He was such a fan of teasing you and flirting with you since you got red over the smallest things. He had a way with words, you had to give him that.
You had been together for quite some time now and for the entirety of your relationship you were never able to fluster him (not that you had really tried, specially since he tends to make you nervous and a stuttering mess.)
But today, you were determined to make him blush, just to give him a taste of his own medicine.
Some days you would bring him lunch to his company since you knew that when he had dance practice he would forget to eat, or ate until late at night.
So you made him a cute lunch that consisted of some of his favorite foods and walked out of your apartment. You took a quick detour to the convenience store that was on your route and bought him his favorite drink. Thankfully it was all pretty close to MNH so you continued walking there and got to the building in no time.
You reached his practice room and peaked through the glass door, seeing the blonde dancing to a new choreography, most likely of their new comeback.
You opened the door and Myungho stopped the music, turning to face you with a big smile.
“Hi, pretty.”
“Hey, my love.” He went to hug you, but avoided it by extending your arm and placing your hand on his chest.
“Nuh uh, you’re all sweaty.”
He pouted. “Aaaaand?”
“I don’t want your sweat.” You giggled.
“You’re depriving me of your love, that’s not fair.” He dramatically said while falling to the ground, laying on his back.
“You’re such a dork.” You sat on the floor next to him.
“But I’m your dork.” He smirked and sat down.
“Yes, my pretty dork.” You kissed his nose, making him frozen and flustered.
He didn’t expect that.
“What’s up, pretty boy?” You smiled innocently.
He certainly didn’t expect THAT.
He felt like he was malfunctioning, is that what you felt every time he flirted with you?
You giggled, seeing that he couldn’t even speak.
“You’re so adorable!” You kissed every inch of his face.
Myungho kept getting redder and redder, it was such a funny sight.
“Cat got your tongue?” You questioned teasingly. He just glared at you, with a tender look on his blushed face, which totally made you laugh. “Now you know how I feel.”
“Oh, so you want me to stop?” Myungho asked playfully when he was finally able to speak without stuttering.
