I know you aren’t taking requests right now... but can you do (later when your requests are open) y/n smut with Minhyuk (BTOB) full of passion and love because he’s leaving to military soon? And if you don’t do smut, just a fluffy scenario between them, as he might leave soon and all that mushy mushy love. It’s my first time requesting here hehe. I really liked your writings so I decided why not. Thank you very much 💗💗💗
Little did you know I was gearing up to take requests this weekend anyway. And even if I weren’t, I love him too much to pass up a story idea like this! Hope you enjoy! 💋
Genre: Fluff x Little More Than a Hint of Smut
Pairing: Minhyuk x Reader
“I really don’t know why you want me to do this,” you said for the ump-teenth time.
“Oh come on, it’ll be cute! Now hold the scissors up and stand by me so I can take a selfie to post!” Minhyuk said, wrapping his arm around your waist so he could pull you to him.
You playfully posed with the scissors while he took a couple of goofy shots.
“Annnd done!” he said after posting one.
Your phone vibrated on the bathroom counter and you picked it up, swiping it open to see the photo of the two of you with the caption “Not going to leave her a second before I have to, so she’s giving me my military cut! ✂️ 😂 💋 #shesdreadingthis #imlovingthis #staytuned”
That last hashtag made you smile because he always used it as a way to tell his fans there were more moments between the two of you to come.
You set your phone back down as you went to grab a spray water bottle and Minhyuk hooked his phone up to your bathroom speaker. Once he had the music squared away, he perched back on his stool that was set over an old sheet you’d grabbed from the closet.
“For the last time, are you sure you want me to do this?” you asked, hoping to get out of it.
“For the last time, YES! I mean its just a close buzz cut, and you said you used to watch your mom cut your dads hair like this all the time.”
“Well yeah, when I was 9!”
“Eh that’s close enough.” he said, smiling at you because he knew you were shocked he was basically begging you to do this.
You just rolled your eyes at him and rolled your sleeves up, moving toward him with the spray bottle so you could start cutting most of his hair off before buzzing it.
“Wait wait wait!” he said, throwing his hands out to stop you from spraying him.
“See, I knew you’d come to your senses.”
“No not that, babe.”
He reached behind his neck and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, yanking it up and over in one clean swoop and tossing it at your face. You grunted at the attack and, when you pulled it off your face to throw it right back at him, you noticed him sliding his shorts down his legs.
Swallowing thickly, your eyes locked onto his hands as they pushed the material down so he could step out of them.
“Um, Minhyuk? What. *ehhem* Just what exactly are you doing?” you squeaked out.
He kicked his shorts off into the corner before sitting himself back on the stool, elbows braced on his knees, wearing only his red boxers.
“I didn’t want to get hair all over my clothes. It’ll be easier to just step in the shower to wash off after this way,” he smirked, knowing he sounded perfectly logical so you couldn’t shy away from his strip tease.
“Right. Smart. Good idea. Yep. That’s my man. Always thinking,” you kept rambling on, watching him laugh.
“Come on, y/n. Chop chop!” he laughed out.
The pun brought you back to your senses. You stuck your tongue out at him before moving behind him and starting to spray and trim his hair.
Other than the acoustic music and Minhyuk’s hums every time you ran your hand through his hair, you worked in silence.
You knew how much he loved having his hair played with, so you took your time. It didn’t hurt that his hands were constantly on you either. Or that he kept spinning you in front of him for kisses that left you flustered and made youforget what you were supposed to be doing.
Once you’d trimmed his hair down pretty well, you grabbed a towel to dry the hair that was left so it would cut well with the razor. You made sure the guard was attached correctly before shooing Minhyuk’s hands from your waist so you could really concentrate. You weren’t doing it super short, just enough to count. (You loved his hair too much to shave it all off).
When you were done, you walked in front him to make sure the sides were even and to run your hands though his hair, shaking out any cut pieces. His short hair tickled the palms of your hands, bring a soft smile to your face.
He wrapped his arms around your waist again, this time pulling you between his legs and tracing along the outline of your spine, making you shiver.
“Thank you for helping me,” he said softly, his eyes on fire.
You let your hands fall from his temples to his cheeks, cupping them to raise his head towards you. At the same time, his hands ran softly down your back and over your backside, cupping it to pull you even closer.
“Thanks for trusting me,” you said, temporarily distracted by seeing his pulse begin to race along his neck.
You traced it from under his chin down to his collar bone, then flattening your palm against his chest and slowly let it fall lower and lower as you also lowered your face to his.
His lips softly met yours but turned hungry instantly. He pulled you to straddle one of his thighs as he rested you squarely against himself. One of his hands gripped the back of your neck to hold you to him while the other slowly slid up, catching the hem of your shirt and slipping under.
You gasped against his mouth when you felt his fingers electrify your skin as they danced across the small of your back. You leaned further into him, wrapping both of your arms around his neck and pressing into him.
The bathroom got more and more humid as your tongues fought and your breathing got more and more sporadic. You could feel something growing in the pit of your stomach and you just wanted to chase it, so you instinctively ground yourself against his thigh.
He instantly pulled back from you, pushing you off his lap so fast you almost hit the ground. But he caught you and immediately started pulling your shirt over your head, diving in towards your lips, your neck, your chest, any piece of skin he could find as he ripped it off of you.
You shucked your shorts as fast as you could and then grabbed his face squarely between your hands, pulling him back to you.
He fought to come up for breath, but must have decided your neck looked tasty because he dove back in, sucking right below your ear, hard, causing your knees to almost buckle when he had to catch you again.
“You know,” he panted in your ear, “I really think I need a shower after that haircut.”
“Oh thank goodness,” you said, putting your hands on his shoulders and shoving him back into your walk-in shower, slamming the glass door shut behind you.
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“Oh my god I definitely can’t leave now. I’m way too tired to move let alone go enlist,” Minhyuk said as he wrapped you even tighter against himself in bed.
You wiggled enough to make him lose his grip so you could turn around in his arms.
“So what I’m hearing is you don’t want a round three?” you smirked at him, tipping your hip into his suggestively and feeling him react.
“Woman,” he growled, bringing his forehead against yours. “If you keep this up I’m not going to be able to even walk into the base.”
“Maybe that’s my sordid plan,” you teased back.
Pulling one of your arms out of his hold, you ruffled his hair again.
“Hey cut that out already!” he laughed
“But it’s my masterpiece!” you said, continuing to mess with it as he tried to wrestle your arms away from his hair.
“You know,” he said, holding your arms over your head, “we never took an after picture for everyone.”
With that, he scrambled off the bed to grab his phone from the bathroom. Bouncing back into bed, he tossed you one of his shirts to cover up before tugging you close, squeezing his cheek against yours.
You couldn’t stop laughing as he tickled your side and kept stealing kisses, taking photos the whole time. When he started to tickle your neck though, the phone and the picture were long forgotten.
But that was okay. You could post the picture tomorrow.
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