Mingi makes heads turn when he walks into rooms, his demeanour unmistaken, unparalleled, unwavering. You however, make Mingi’s head spin and his knees weak.
Warnings: Suggetive!!, afab reader, mingi x reader, drabble, no established relationship but could be, sub leaning mingi, dom leaning reader, no actual smut
note: okay guys im dipping my toes in the water please let me know your opinions, i am pushing the sub!ateez agenda because..look at them. On another note, i have a few more works to drop in the coming days so lookout!
His back hits the wall with a quiet thump as soft pants leave his lips, his breath fanning over your face. He groans at the contact with the wall.
“You okay Min?” You ask softly with a smirk, moving his hair out of his face. He just looks at you, his eyes glazed over and his mouth hanging open ever so slightly. He gulps as he garners the strength to give you a small nod.
His large hands are spread across your waist hesitantly, like he’s not allowed to touch, like he can’t believe he’s actually holding you.
You lean in again, kissing him, his breath hitches but his body adjusts quickly, his hands pulling you closer to him to deepen the kiss, your hand tangled in his hair, you pull once.
You pull again, and there it was.
A noise, almost inaudible, but present, a cross between a whine and a whimper. You smirk against his lips, you feel him tense up as the sound is tugged out of him, he wasn’t even aware he could produce such a sound.
“Its okay,” you whisper softly “relax.” you mutter against his lips, he sighs shakily as he chases your lips, aching for more.
He manoeuvres his head, unconsciously pulling against your hand to recreate the feeling of you tugging on his hair. You can only smile against his lips, you decide not to torture him by making him ask, instead, you give him what he wants, whether he even realises he wants it.
You tug again, a little harder, and it happens again.
He whines into your mouth, his hands shaking against your back, you do it once more, and his knees buckle slightly, you can only chuckle softly.
“Oh you liked that..” you taunt him, usually he would have a retort ready to go, but he could only pant quietly against your lips.
You give him no time to catch his breath as your lips move swiftly to his jaw, trailing kisses along his neck and jawline. his hands grip your hips so tightly you’re convinced there will be a bruise, you find his pulse point and your lips latch on, you suck experimentally, testing the waters.
A groan leaves him, you continue.
“W- wait..” he says quietly, you suck the spot ever so gently, with enough power to leave a mark, but not enough to satisfy. “Please..” he whispers.
You pull away, looking at him with concern.
“You okay?” You ask genuinely.
He closes his eyes with a nod “Dizzy” he lets his forehead fall against yours “‘m so dizzy,” he whines.
You grin “that’s okay, ive got you,” you cup his face, he meets your eyes for a second before getting embarrassed and burying his head in your neck.
You pull him up again so he’s looking at you.
“I can stop,” you say.
He shakes his head weakly “N- no…please don’t,” he whispers almost desperately “please don’t stop.”
You smile, kissing him passionately. He responds quickly, his hands finding the confidence to explore your body, like hes trying to memorise your form, your lips find his neck again, you can feel him pushing against you, as if he’s trying to move you away, as if it’s too much. But the pretty sounds leaving his lips as you mark his neck say otherwise.
You pull away eventually, his hair was a mess, his cheeks flushed and his lips slightly swollen, he looked totally debauched.
“You look pretty,” You hum, his eyes go wide at the compliment, but you don’t miss the way his hips buck up ever so slightly at the praise.
In your defense, you were drunk and both cars were identical. You even briefly considered that your taxi driver being ridiculously hot was just part of the service. Mingi however, having never been a taxi driver in his life, wondered why his passenger wasn’t Yunho.
Warnings: afab reader, Mingi x reader, Yunho mentioned, Wooyoung mentioned, meet cute, Reader is drunk, Mingi is sober, Mingi is really kind, Mingi is also really awkward, reader is a bit argumentative
note: okay sorry guys i had a mini writers block so my super long writing streak of 3 days was officially broken. BUT im back, i see my fics have been doing weirdly well guys im so flattered and i am so grateful that you guys appreciate my work!! lots of love from me, and as always, not proofread but i hope you guys enjoy!
Your eyes blurred as you clicked the ‘Complete Booking’ button that blared brightly on your screen, you scoffed.
“Why do developers make their apps look like gambling software,” You mumble to Wooyoung who was stood next to you, rolling his eyes playfully “So many buttons jumping out at you! like im betting on whether i make it home or not,” You giggle, amused at your own joke.
Wooyoung nudges you.
“Y/n, don’t be so morbid.” Wooyoung looked at you, sighing into the cold night air. His breath creating a visible cloud of steam. You gasped.
“Oh Wooyo its so cold!” You slurred, leaning into him “Maybe I’ll make soup, or ramen, or-“
“You will go to bed, like you promised,” Wooyoung pretends to glare at you but he can’t hide the small smile that creeps onto his lips at your intoxicated form.
You huffed “Party pooper,” You mumbled under your breath.
Wooyoung gasps “What was that?” He says, playfully offended.
You shake your head as if to say nothing, but you couldn’t help the very telling laugh that left you. The moment was quickly stolen by the noise of an engine ripping through the street.
“I hate when people do that with their cars,” You tut “Such show offs,”
Wooyoung only laughs as he watches the car come down the road “Looks like your taxi doesn’t it? Same number plate?” He squints.
You don’t bother checking, just nodding as you stumble over your own feet. You wriggle out Wooyoung’s grip towards the taxi. He attempts to chase after you but your drunken self had already made a run for it, yelling a quick ‘Bye see you soon!’ as you beelined for the taxi.
You giggled to yourself, thinking about getting into bed. You throw the door to the taxi open without caution, barreling into the backseat. You throw your bag down and groan as your heel gets caught in the door momentarily. After a few seconds you managed to free yourself, finally making yourself comfortable in the seat.
In the drivers seat, he watched.
You swing the door open and he winced, the thought of needing to get his car serviced again flashing before his eyes.
“Yunho man what have i told y-“ He stopped himself.
That…that wasn’t Yunho.
“Holy shit,” he mumbled to himself “H- Hello?” he said, trying to get your attention, but you were too busy trying to clamber into the backseat of his car to even notice he said anything.
He didn’t even dare to turn around, god knows what people are like these days, he couldn’t risk losing his precious life, and worse, his even more precious car.
“Ma’am?” He says again, a little louder.
No response.
He watched you tug and tug at your foot to get in, probably the slowest struggle he has ever witnessed, he stifled a laugh, because how can he laugh at someone so vulnerable? Very unlike him. He managed to connect the dots, realising you were very very drunk and no amount of calling out to you was going to get your attention.
He held his breath as you got in, the smell of alcohol taking over his vehicle, beneath that he caught a whiff of perfume, a sweet, sultry vanilla scent, that otherwise would have probably had him drooling.
“Okay I’m ready,” You slurred loudly “Off we go!”
For the first time Mingi looked behind him, he opened his mouth to say something but closed it immediately, realising he couldn’t find the words.
You were beautiful, definitely one of if not the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. Your skin glowed under the dim light of the car, your lipgloss slightly smeared, probably from the struggle he had to witness as you were fighting your way into his car. Your hair rested on your shoulders, it was messy, but in his opinion it made you all the more charming. He was in awe to say the least.
His gawking was quickly cut short by a hand waving across his face.
“Hello?!?” You exclaimed “I asked you a question,”
He snapped back into reality as he locked eyes with you. “I..uh..yeah?” He managed to choke out.
“My address,” You turned your phone to him, tapping the screen furiously on the same spot to show him where your house was, only thing was, your phone had died quite a while ago and you were yet to realise you were showing him a blank screen.
Mingi furrowed his brows, but he didn’t question you, he was a little intimidated, some would say scared, but Mingi would say nothing ever scares him.
Maybe just you, or drunk you.
“Sorry what’s your name?” He blurts out. Honestly, he was asking for both practical purposes and his own personal curiosity. He couldn’t just let you leave without figuring out the identity of the woman who had just crash landed into the back of his car.
“Oh Y/n, should be…on the app,” You squint at him “Though, you don’t look like a taxi driver,”
Mingi’s eyes widened slightly, he needed to find a way to respond without entering creep territory.
He only shook his head. “Listen, you cli-“
You gasped loudly “Fucking creep!” You cried out
Mingi panicked, putting his hands up defensively “No! No! i promise I’m not! I am here for my friend!” He defends himself.
You point an accusatory finger at him “How dare you..” You slur drunkenly at him “How dare you lie to me, you don’t have friends..”
Mingi cocks his head in confusion, and slight offence. “I have many friends thank you.”
You shake your head disappointed “Do they know you come out at night to take women?” You scoff at him.
Mingi’s mouth opens in surprise, stuttering out a response “No! Because i don’t do that!” He explains “You practically threw yourself into the back of my car! I am not a taxi, i tried to tell you!”
You crossed your arms as you leaned back into his seat “Thats a terrible cover up story,” You tut “You just saw me, all beautiful and all me..” You nod to yourself “And you were like ‘target aquired’” You say, imitating a man to the best of your drunken abilities.
Mingi gasps “Oh no i did not!” He argues “I drove down here because i am a good friend, and my best friend is somewhere drunk out of his mind around here! and i need to pick him up!”
You roll your eyes “So where is my taxi?”
Mingi throws his hands up in exasperation “Why would i know?! I didn’t book it!” He sighs “You got into the wrong car and now you are arguing with me! This is my car!”
You take a minute to let the situation sink in, which obviously, takes a little longer than a minute in your state.
Your ego didn’t let up though “Okay, okay i got into the wrong car, don’t get angsty with me,”
Mingi raises a brow “Oh so I’m the angsty one,” He grumbles “I will literally pay for you to get a taxi, and make sure you actually get into it, not some strangers car,”
“Because you know loads about stranger danger don’t you,” You glare at him “You are the stranger danger, i don’t even know your name.”
Mingi rolls his eyes “Mingi,” He looks at you “My name is Mingi. Now will you let me book you a taxi so you can yell at the actual taxi driver instead?”
Your shrug “Least you can do, you know, to make up for the attempted kidnapping.”
Mingi goes to retaliate but he stops himself, deciding to concede in this little argument. He pulls out his phone to book you your own taxi, he would offer to drive you home, but he didn’t want to come off poorly, and figured you may be more comfortable in an actual taxi.
“Okay so you live…where?” He looks at you, you begin to raise your finger to start up another argument about his intentions but he is quick to cut you off “Don’t even start,” He glares at you playfully, stifling a laugh “I need your address for the booking,”
You grab his phone, putting in your address as best you can, he chuckles as he watches you before taking his phone back.
“Don’t follow me to my house,” You mumble.
“Wasn’t planning on it,” He sighs as he finishes the booking “Done, should be here in a few minutes.” He looks at you “You can wait in here until it comes,” He pauses.
You look at him, really look at him this time. You were sobering up by the minute, albeit, still very drunk, but definitely in better condition than before. You can’t help but stare at his features, the way he smiles, the way his eyes sparkle as they catch the night light, the way his hands gently grip the back of the passenger seat as he swivels his body round to speak to you. And his lips…gosh.
“Don’t drool,” He breaks the silence
You scoff “Over you? get over yourself.” You adjust yourself in your seat awkwardly,huffing and puffing dramatically.
He laughs, turning back to face the wheel, the two of you fall into a comfortable silence as you wait.
Well comfortable for you.
Mingi, on the other hand, was going through 101 ways to ask for your number without furthering the creep persona you had built for him in your head. He needed to know if you got home safe…and if you potentially wanted to let him take you to dinner.
You wouldn’t need to get a taxi if he picked you up, saves you from getting into the wrong one too. At least thats the reasoning he used in his head.
“The taxi.” He broke the silence. He mentally face palmed at his lack of ability to form a full sentence “I mean the taxi is like 30 seconds away,” He glances back to you.
You nod, gathering your things “Uh..Thank you,” You say quietly “I..i erm,” You fumble your words, trying to figure out a way to apologise for your behaviour, assure him that thats not who you are, usually anyway.
“It’s okay,” He hums softly “You made my night more interesting,” He chuckles, seemingly reading your mind. You sigh in relief.
Then a pause.
“Woulditbeweirdifiaskedforyournumber?” He spits out, faster than you can process.
You furrow your brows, your disoriented form barely catching a word he said “Huh?”
“Can i have your number?” He says loudly, far louder than he wanted to, “T- To make sure you get home safe…and all that,”
Your eyes widen in surprise, as if you hadn’t spent the last half hour bickering with this man in an egregious, drunken attempt to flirt with him “Yeah, yeah of course,” You fumble around, reaching your hand out so he can hand you his phone, which he does immediately as you punch in what you pray is your phone number.
He smiles softly “Thanks.” He mutters as he takes his phone back “I think the taxi is outside, please get home safe, and please get into the right car,” He laughs.
You laugh with him as you open the door to step out. “Can’t make any promises Mingi,” You smile as you shut the door.
Mingi sits for a second before rushing out the car, he at least had to witness you get into the right vehicle, otherwise he wouldn’t forgive himself. He jogs after you, which only took a few steps for his large figure to catch up to you.
You yelp when you see him behind you “Mingi?”
“Shit sorry, i didn’t mean to scare you” He breathes “Just thought i should probably walk you to the taxi, make sure its the right one,”
You nod, struggling to hide the smile that played on your lips. “Very gentlemanly of you, a little less kindnapper-y of you,” You joke. He feigns offence as the two of you walk.
You both locate the taxi, Mingi opens the door for you, confirming the booking with the driver as you climb in, successfully this time.
“Take care Y/n,” He smiles “I’ll send you a message,”
You nod. “Thats if i didn’t give you the wrong number too,”
He laughs “I reckon we will find each other again,” He shuts the door to the car. You wave as he waves back, the car driving off into the distance.
He walks back to his own car, a stupid smile plastered across his face. However, the joy is short lived before he hears his name yelled across the street.
“Mingiii!” A voice exclaims.
He looks up to see two bodyguards dragging a familiar figure out the club. Mingi rolls his eyes.
“Oh my fucking god Yunho.” He mumbles to himself, as he takes the other male from the bodyguards, apologising profusely.
“Okay so whatever anyone says Min, it wasn’t my fault,” Yunho slurs, feet dragging across the pavement as Mingi pulls him towards his car.
Hi everybody!! Welcome to my little world of works, if you cant already tell, i am for all things yunho and mingi. Fun fact about me is i have been an ATINY since 2018 (#UNCtiny) so i do know my way around. Whilst i love Yungi I also plan on writing for the other members soon and show them all my love on this blog but i will continue to mainly write for Yungi.
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