The Boys Meet Your Newborn For The First Time ~ Kim Minjun
Your smile softened as Minjun walked out from the nursery, your baby daughter held tightly in his arms. She was fast asleep as he walked through, with the two of you both knowing that the peace wasn’t going to last for long.
“I told her to make the most of it,” Minjun joked, knowing exactly what it was that you were thinking as your eyes followed them both across to the sofa, taking a seat down beside you.
Your head nodded as you peered across to take a look at her too, her eyes screwed tightly shut. “She’s about to be obsessed over,” you told Minjun, knowing just how excited the boys were to stop by and how thrilled they were to have a baby to dote over too.
Throughout your pregnancy they had been almost glued to your side anyway, but now that your daughter had arrived, they pestered constantly. None of them could wait to meet her, asking you every single day until at last you agreed to have them over.
Before you even had the chance to tell the boys all the details that you had for when they could come over, they agreed. They were desperate for the chance to say the least, with Taecyeon even adjusting his schedule too.
“You won’t have heard noise quite like this Y/D/N,” Minjun told her. “Your uncles can be very noisy when they want to be.”
“Your daddy is trying to pretend as if he’s not as loud as your uncles too though.”
Before Minjun could argue back at you, the buzzer to your apartment rang through. Your smile turned up as Minjun was left with an open mouth, unable to say anything as you stood up.
You carefully walked through to the front door, slowly opening the door to see five bright smiles staring back at you. As soon as there was enough room with the open door for the boys to walk through, they were pushing to try and get in first.
Their pushing and shoving soon stopped though once they walked through into your living, halting as soon as they saw Minjun sat with your daughter. “Look at the two of you,” Wooyoung gasped, the first to take a few small steps forward.
“Who knew Minjun would pull off the dad aesthetic,” Junho teased as he walked forwards too, hovering over Minjun.
Minjun shot a glare across at Junho as he came closer, “that’s you bottom of the list for who gets to cuddle her.”
“I didn’t mean it, don’t let me be last,” Junho frowned across at him.
“I think she’s beautiful,” Nichkhun chimed, trying to take the top spot.
Minjun’s smile turned up, seeing straight through Nichkhun’s tactic too. “I already promised Chansung that he could have the first cuddle.”
The other boys all gasped as Chansung walked through them all, his arms extended out and ready to take your daughter. Minjun carefully rose to his feet, placing your daughter down cautiously into Chansung’s hold.
“I drove them to the hospital when Y/N went to labour,” Chansung explained to the rest of the group, “but only on the promise that I’d get first cuddles.”
“That’s ridiculous,” Taecyeon groaned, “how come none of us got that choice?”
Minjun shrugged in reply to him, “we didn’t need five people to drive us to the hospital, and Chansung was just in the right place at the right time.”
“I would’ve driven you,” Wooyoung groaned as you made your way into the kitchen to start organising drinks for everyone. With Chansung smugly sat on the sofa in the living room, the others joined him, still pouting and complaining.
“Do you need a hand?” A voice asked you as you opened up one of the kitchen cupboards, reaching up and grabbing seven glasses onto the countertop.
Your smile widened as you looked to your left to see Nichkhun walking towards you, grabbing the last couple of glasses for you. “It still hurts to do a lot,” you sighed, letting him know just how hard of a time you were having, thankful for the help.
Nichkhun nodded understandingly as he started to take control of things for you in the kitchen, knowing that he’d get his turn to hold your daughter eventually. Instead he wanted to check on you, make sure that you were doing alright.
You were more than happy to stand back and let Nichkhun help you too. “Thank you,” you told him once he had everything sorted for you and the boys.
“There’s no need to say that,” he smiled back across at you, playing the filled glasses onto a tray to carry through. “I can’t begin to imagine what your body has been through this past week, you probably need the respite.”
Your head nodded as you followed behind Nichkhun back into the living room. “Minjun’s been amazing, but I can’t help but feel like I rely on him too much,” you admitted, keeping your voice quiet so that none of the others could hear you.
“It takes time, you shouldn’t rush something as huge as giving birth,” Nichkhun reminded you, keeping his eyes on you as you walked. “You know that if you ever need help and Minjun is busy, I’m only a phone call away from you.”
As soon as the two of you walked back into the room, groans came from the boys again as they saw through Nichkhun. None of them thought he was helping, instead they guessed that he was being nice to be next after Chansung.
You didn’t mind at all though as you took a seat beside Minjun on the sofa. “How does it feel to have five babysitters around for a little while?” You asked him with a chuckle.
“It’s nice to relax for a little while,” he smiled at you.
A hum of agreement came from you as you relaxed back against the sofa, “I could get used to this,” you laughed, watching as Chansung continued to dote over your daughter whilst the rest of the boys all made room for the drinks that Nichkhun brought.
It was exactly how you hoped that things would be, the boys were more than happy to do anything for you, all keen to get the chance to hold your daughter. For once too, you and Minjun were able to take a breather for a little while, after a week of full on baby watching, and sometimes panicking, now you had the boys to help you out.
“I think we should move in you know,” Taecyeon told you both as he continued to watch Chansung, noticing Nichkhun edging closer and closer. “Think of all the help you guys would have if we were here constantly.”
“There is no way that I’m going back to those days,” Minjun sniggered.
“The dorm wasn’t even that bad,” Junho told him, pushing gently against Minjun’s leg. “Plus we’ve grown up since then, I mean we’ve got husbands, dads, successful actors and idols, I think it would be a good idea.”
Minjun’s head continued to shake across at Junho, “as soon as Y/D/N’s bath time arrives, I’m kicking you guys out.”
“You’re so cruel,” Wooyoung frowned, turning his attention to you as he joined Junho’s side. “Y/N, you wouldn’t want to get rid of us, would you? We can all be as helpful as Nichkhun whilst you recover as you need us to be.”
“An hour with you guys is enough,” you teased, “but you know that in the day you’re always welcome to stop by whenever you want to.”
Minjun’s eyes widened as you spoke, “always?” He asked you, unsure if you’d realised what you had said.
“Y/N said always,” Junho cheered, “prepare to be disturbed you guys.”
The roses were a burgundy blur as Minjun ran past the shop, but he’d skidded to a halt to turn back. Less than a minute later, he was back out the door, roses carefully held to his chest to keep them from harm.
His chest is still heaving when he jumps out of the taxi and throws bills at the driver. Minjun doesn’t care about the change.
When you open your apartment door at the insistent pounding, you find Minjun there. Sweat dripping from his face, plastering his bangs to his forehead, and sticking his shirt to his chest. His clothes are still rumpled from a long flight, tiny dufflebag hanging from his shoulder.
“Minjun, what’re you doing here?” you ask in a small voice. “Your tour...”
He knows he has no right to come back to you. Not after how many times he’d left you still asleep or with a rushed kiss on the forehead and murmured “goodbye.” He was always saying goodbye to you and the last time, you’d told him to make it the last one. That you couldn’t take being alone in the relationship anymore.
But he was selfish. He was crazy in love with you. On every stage, he only saw your face in the crowd, only heard your voice cheering his name. He couldn’t leave things like that.
“I came back,” he says. At your silence, he carefully peels the roses from his chest and hands them to you. Minjun curses himself when he realizes some of the flowers lost half their petals in his mad dash. You deserved perfect flowers. Hell, you deserved perfect everything. How could flowers make up for that?
But you duck your head to breathe the scent in, and he sees a smile tease the corner of your lips. His heart skips a beat, then another. Could you really...?
As Jun massaged the redden, hand print ridden areas; Nichk finally let up on you. A soft giggle flowed out of him as he traced the area he practically latched onto with his fingertips, “So pretty..” He purred beside your ear, “I can’t wait to bruise you up babygirl.”
His lewd words led your mind to go wild with thoughts of what they’d do to you, a soft whine flowed out of your parted lips the moment you felt the wetness between your legs completely soak through the silky fabric of your panties.
“Daddy... Please.. “ You whimpered out, your eyes still completely fixated on Jun’s teasing hand.
“What princess?” He asked, peering up at you through his heavy-lidded eyes; licking those plush lips of his. Pushing up your dress, exposing your heavily drenched panties- a soft groan of approval flowed out of the two of them, “Wow-” Jun chuckled, running his thumb along the outline of his lower lip. “-Looks like our little slut really, really wants us Khunnie..”
Nichk smoothly sank down to the floor beside Jun to get a better look at your drenched cunt, “Fuck.” He hissed just as he roughly groped your voluptuous thighs, “You’re so fucking wet, little one..” Licking his lips, he turned to the other man as his fingertips scraped along your inner thigh. “What do you think we should do Hyung? Should we do what we talked about?- or should we give our slut what she wants?”
Jun peered over to Nichk only for a second before a sly, mischievous smirk painted across his face. “Let’s do what we planned..” He chuckled, his attention returning to your soaked panties as he gently ran his finger along the indention of your slit just before pulling them to the side; exposing your glistening folds.
That smile of his stay as he listened to the sweet desperation filled sounds that poured from your parted lips, “After all, Khunnie, she looks so pretty when she begs for us.”
With a simple nod, Nichk silently agreed as he licked his plush lips- his mouth practically yearned to be on you; to taste your sweetness, to hear the angelic mewls escape you as your body writhed underneath him.
“Can I start?” He asked his friend, completely unable to hide the underlying tone of pure desire as his sex-hungry eyes scanned over your curvaceous form.
Taking his hand away from your thigh, Jun offered him a gentle back rub; nodding at his eager friend.
“Of course, Khunnie, just don’t break her yet-” He snickers, nipping at his lips as his darkened gaze returned to you; his eyes locking with yours. “You’re gonna be a good girl, for us- for your Daddies, aren’t you babygirl?”
“Yes, Sir..” You timidly mewled, as your eyes fixated on both of the gorgeous men who knelt before you, “I- I promise I’ll be good..”
“That’s my girl..” Nichkhun bit his lower lip as he flashed you a bright, impish smile as his hand trailed further up your thighs, only touching you needy flower ever-so-slightly; relishing the small purr that flowed out of you.
His fingertips gently sunk into your slit, lightly grazing your sensitive little pearl as he made delicious little heart shaped motions on top of it.
Sinking back into the cushions, you lightly shut your eyes leaving your reddened lips parted as your sweet moans flowed out of your mouth like an erotic song. “Da-” You whimpered as he put more pressure on your flower, he fingers moving down to your wanting entrance.
A pompous smirk painted across his face as he listened to you attempting to speak, “Sh, sh, sh little one..” He cooed, two of his long digits began teasing your sopping hole- almost forcing more of your enticing moans out as he continued his assault. “No talking..” He snickered, those plush lips of his pressing against your inner thigh; his fingers slowly sinking into you as he harshly bit down on your sensitive flesh.
The loud little whines that escaped you brought a smile to his face- it sounded like music to his ears. “Hmm, so beautiful babygirl...” Nichk purred as he pulled away from your thigh, “You feel so fucking tight, princess..” He practically growled as he finger fucked you at a slow, steady pace.
Jun stood from his spot, his arms folded across his chest as he watched over y’all’s playtime; after all, he adored watching how easily you were able to come undone, how easily you became putty in their hands.
“Do Khunnies fingers feel good princess?” Jun snickered just as Nichk quickened his pace; curling his fingers to perfectly hit your most sensitive spot drawing out your gorgeous, high pitched moans. A smirk painted across his face taking the erotic sounds that left your mouth as a definite yes, “Thought so.”
“Jun-” Nichk called out to the other man as he slowly pulled his digits out of your sopping cunt causing your face to contort as you held back your protesting whimper. “Look how fucking wet she is.” He snickered, separating his fingers showing him how your essence strung between them before taking them into his mouth; sucking them clean.
His attention turned away from Jun and back to you, that playful glint in his eye completely dissipated as he remembered why you three were in this situation in the first place.
Butterflies filled your tummy as your anxiety sky-rocketed. you carefully watched as he stood from his place between your legs.
Nichk began undoing his belt, pulling it free in an instant then stepping back over to you. He grabbed the silk that bound your hands behind your back and forced you face down onto the couch.
“Now babygirl..” He spoke in a lowly growl, his fingertips trailing from your lower back up your spine before grabbing a fistful of your hair. Roughly shoving your face into the cushion he felt this sense of pure aggression come over him, “You’re our little girl-” He snarled as he let up on you; holding the belt tightly in his hands, “-Why do you like testing our authority? Huh? Why do you insist on acting like some kind of stray?”
Chills ran down your spine as you listened to his harsh, intimidating questions. Though you tried to reply, nothing but a timid whimper escaped your lips.
He, of course, didn’t like that at all. The cool material of the leather belt sharply licked your bum cheek forcing out one of your pained mewls.
“You want to act like a cheap little slut, right?” He growled, the belt connected with your bum once more, “You want to act like a big girl and make your daddies jealous right?”
Tears began to gather in the corners of your eyes as Nichk brought the belt down on you once again; smacking so many time you lost count. The entire house was filled with your muffled yelps and shaky sniffles, “Da- Daddy..” You whimpered, attempting to squirm away from his range.
His hands roughly gripped your hips, dragging you back into place.
“Where do you think you’re going? Huh, slut?” He snarled, using one of his hands to grip a fistful of your hair; yanking you up to your knees.
Suddenly, Jun appeared in front of you clicking his tongue as he shook his head. A smug grin sprawled across his face; Tsk, tsk, tsk.
“Now, now kitten-” He cooed, roughly gripping your lower jaw. “Why don’t you answer your Daddy? Hmm?” His grip on your jaw grew tighter with each passing second, “Or is our big girl scared?”
The moment you heard the underlying mocking tone in his voice, your confidence suddenly seemed to spike.
“I- I’m not scared..” You mumbled, sniffling as your tears slowly came to a halt.
“Well, then why don’t you answer?” Nichk snarled; his lips right beside your ear. “Or is it that you just enjoy pissing your Daddies off?”
Hearing that aggressive snarl and feeling the combined roughness of both men sent every nerve in your body on complete overdrive. A needy whimper flowed out of you as one of Jun’s hands began to run against your wanting slit, “May- Maybe..” You whined, tugging as your plush lower lip between your teeth.
Jun slowly pulled his hand away from your flower, looking over at Nichk; who didn’t seem to appreciate your answer- shaking his head at you, “Khunnie doesn’t like brats, little one-” He snickered, combing his long fingers through his jet black hair. “-You also know how much he loves putting them back in the place, don’t you remember the first time we met?”
The moment he said that the memories of the three of you having your first official session together flooded your mind. You remembered how mouthy you had been with him for days beforehand, then your body involuntarily shivered as you thought about how Nichkhun had your ass bruised and sore for almost weeks after.
Tilting his head slightly, his lips turned up in a wicked smirk as he felt you shiver against him. His hand moved from your arm, trailed across your chest as he wrapped his forearms around your throat;
“You know what, little girl-” He began in a hefty growl, moving your head to the side as his grip around your throat tightened; his plush lips grazed against your shoulder.
The leather belt licked the side of your thigh at least three times filling the house with your shaky yelps once more, “-It seems like I’m going to fucking put you back in your place.”
Without warning, he released his hold on you causing air to rush into your lungs as he shoved you back down onto the couch; this time grinding his hardened, clothed member against your backside.
Soft moans escaped you as your body relished the feeling of him against you. “D- Daddy.~” You sweetly purred as he began pushing his manhood against your aching cunt. “Daddy, please I- I’m..”
Before you could finish your sentence one last sharp lick of the belt connected with your bum cheek, causing you to arch your back in response before tossing the weapon off to the side.
His hand smoothly ran down the small of your back drawing out on of his deliciously sinful groans. “Such a pretty little slut...” He cooed, his hand trailing back down to the reddened, sore flesh on your lower half.
Suddenly, Jun joined the two of you- cupping your face as he slowly pulled you up to his crotch; rubbing his solid member on your cheek. Your mouth watered as you began to longing to taste him.
Peering up at him through your lashes, you could see the same darkness that enraptured Nichkhun’s.
With one hand, he undid his jeans; pulling them down only enough his hardened member to spring free. He hissed at the mix of your warm breath and the cool air brushed against the tip.
“I bet-” He lowly purred, wrapping his large hand around the base of his cock as he smacked it on your plush lips. “I bet you really want your Daddies to use every one of your pretty holes, huh kitten?”
Nodding your head, you opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue for him. His cock brushed your tongue, only allowing you to get a taste of the little beads of precum that began gathering at his tip.
The sound Nichk undoing his pants suddenly had your hips swaying side to side. “Wow-” He scoffed, stilling your movements with one hand as he grasped his length. “You’re such a needy little slut.”
Nothing but a soft moan came out of your mouth as he began running the tip of his hard cock along your slit; putting just the slightest bit of pressure on you.
“I- I need you both..” You whimpered as the wetness between your legs was practically dripping down your thighs, “-so, so fucking badly.”
Jun’s hand suddenly connected with your cheek, drawing out a pleasure-filled yet pained moan.
“Watch your mouth, little girl.” He growled, brushing hair out your face as he furthered his length into your mouth, “Unless you want Khunnie to get his belt again.” His chuckle became airy as his breathing staggered slightly the moment you eagerly curled your tongue around the underside of his member.
You moaned around his member as you felt Nichkhun’s hands brushing against your cunt as he grabbed the crotch of your panties; practically ripping them apart as he gave them a hard yank.
He groaned at the sight of your flowing wetness, immediately running the head of his cock along your sopping folds. “Fuck-” He snarled, grazing against your clit every so often. “You’re so fucking ready for us? Aren’t you kitten?”
A loud groan flowed out of Jun as he watched your plush lips wrap around him, “You know she is..” He uttered to the other man, pumping his member in and out of your mouth at a steady pace as Nichk slowly pushed himself into your entrance causing you to whimper in response.
“She’s always ready for her Daddies to use her-” He softly growled as you hollowed your cheeks around him, “She’s such a well trained little slut, after all, Khunnie.”
Nichk began a steady pace inside you, his soft groans with mix with Jun’s along with your muffled moans.
“Very true..” He replied with a smug smile, shuddering as your tight velvet snuggly wrapped around him, “We trained her well, didn’t we?” He purred as he would irregularly quicken his pace inside you.
Your moans and whines were stifled by Jun’s cock. The older man quickened his pace, hitting the back of your throat every couple thrusts.
He could see you struggling as your breathing staggered, “It’s okay, little one, it’s okay-” He sweetly groaned, combing his fingers through your hair; smiling brightly as more mascara-filled tears streamed down your cheeks every time he pushed further down your throat. “Breathe through your nose, okay? You know that baby, just breathe.”
Nodding, you continued to moan around him as Nichk’s thrusts became more and more energised by the second. Soon you found it hard to continue working Jun’s cock as your moaning became constant. He noticed this, of course; his hands gripped fistfuls of your hair as he mercilessly began thrusting into your mouth.
The entire house filled with the erotic song that was made up by the lewd slurping and whines that flowed from you and the combined groans and growled coming from the two men.
Suddenly Jun’s entire length was down your throat, your nose barely touched his toned abdomen as he held you there; stilling you as Nichk viciously pounded into you.
“Fuck, your-” Jun snarled, fully pulling out of your mouth and only allowing you to take a few breaths before practically slamming himself back down your warm throat, “-your throat feels so nice all wrapped around my cock, kitten.”
He glared down at you, watching as you quickly became a mess; mascara coloured your flushed cheeks while a mix of pre-cum and drool dripped down your chin. “God, you look so fucking gorgeous right now, little one.” He hissed as he retracted his member from your throat once again.
You wriggled your bound hands around, trying your hardest to free yourself so you were able to touch your beloved Daddies.
Nichkhun tightly gripped the silk that kept your hands from moving, holding on it as the other harshly dug into your hip.
“Not uh.” He growled, pounding into relentlessly groaning loudly as he watched his friend face fuck you. “This stays on babygirl until we decide otherwise.” Immediately he found himself shutting his eyes as his head slunk back, he always adored the way you felt; your warmth and wetness were a feeling like no other.
Looking over at his friend, Jun snickered, “Looks like you’re enjoying yourself...” He airily teased his friend, following with his playfulness with his hefty moans as his length sunk back down your throat.
Slowly, Nichk opened his heavy-lidded eyes; ruthlessly drilling into you as he eyed Jun. Without warning, he released his grip on your restraints, then reached over to Jun gently grasping his lower jaw; pulling him in for a sloppy, passionate kiss as they both continued their powerful thrusts into you.
As they slowly pulled away from each other, they peered down at your messy yet delicate form. Admiring the lewd sounds that came from you.
You could feel their stares burning into you, your heart races as breathing became harder and harder for you.
Muffled moans and whimpers where the only thing you were capable of vocalising as your climax inch closer by the second. Your velvety walls clenched around Nichk’s member forcing out his wonderfully enticing groans.
Jun could tell you were close just by the ecstasy that clouded your gorgeous eyes, “You close babygirl?” He purred, stilling his movements for a moment; allowing you to respond.
Your body shuddered as Nichk continued his toe-curling assault while you instinctively hollowed your cheeks around Jun’s cock; gently bobbing your head up and down his shaft as you weakly nodded, glancing up at him with this needy look in your doll-like eyes.
The moment you nodded, Jun began his rough face fucking again; letting out the most orgasm-inducing snarls and groans you had heard from him in a long time.
Your walls clenched around him as your whimpers seemed to turn into pleas for him to allow you to cum.
His shaky hiss turned into a soft chuckle, his fingertips buried themselves further into your hips as he fiercely fucked you. His thrusts began to sputter as his breathing became laboured, the way you tightened around him was almost enough to push him over that edge as his high neared.
“Fuck-” He breathlessly snarled, slamming into you with long hard strokes as he practically forced you closer to the edge, “Cum for me babygirl. Cum all over Daddy’s cock..”
Nichk’s lewd words and forceful strokes threw you straight over the edge, sending you tumbling down that euphoric abyss. Your body became tense and your eyes seemed to roll back as your orgasm shook your entire body to its core.
Jun’s thrusts suddenly became sloppy as well, his eyes fixated on you as he watched you unravel beneath them. “Shi- Shit..” He shakily whined, shoving his cock completely into your mouth; his member twitched as warm streams of his cum coated your throat.
His movements slowly came to a halt, allowing himself to recover from his sudden orgasm before pulling himself out of your mouth. Strings of cum dripping from your lower lip, as he tucked himself back into his pants.
Air rushed into your lungs as you attempted to steady your staggered breaths. Your moans were loud and clear, now, as Nichkhun refused to let up on your jaded body.
“D- Daddy.~” You whimpered, peering up at Jun who sat just a few inches away from you; carefully watching Nichk relentlessly chase his high.
His calmed gaze turned to you, “Yes, my love.” He replied, licking his lips as his long fingers ran through your hair.
Unfortunately, you found yourself completely unable to utter out another word. Your mind seemed to go blank as another orgasm crept up on you.
“Fuck-” Nichk breathlessly chuckled the moment he felt your walls tighten up around him once more. “You gonna cum again, kitten?”
Nothing but loud, desperate moans flowed out of your parted lips as you frantically nodded in response.
“Me- Me too.” He stuttered, moving his bruising grip from your hips to your shapely bum, “Cum with Daddy, okay? Cum with me, jagi..” Just as he uttered these words, he quickened his pace inside you one last time; slamming in and out of you as hit your most sensitive spot perfectly.
Not even a couple minutes after, your body tensed for a millisecond before turning into jelly as your orgasm took over. Your whimpers came to a halt as your breathing quickened; you would’ve collapsed right then and there if it were for you already being face down on the couch.
Your walls clenched around Nichk’s member causing his climax to wash over him like a giant, powerful wave. He leaned forward, laying himself on your back as he emptied his load inside you.
“You okay kitten?” Jun asked, kneeling down in front of you as Nichk rose from his spot; untying your restraints as he tucked his member back inside his jeans. “Nod if you’re feeling okay, princess.”
A weak whine escaped you as you moved onto your side, nodding as you moved your sore arms out in front of you. Grabbing your wrists, Jun examined the area for any sign of bruising; gently massaging them before planting tender kisses on the backs of your hands.
Sliding in behind you, Nichk carefully lifted your legs; laying them on top of them as he sat down. He delicately ran his hand along the bruises that peppered the sensitive skin of your thighs and bum before leaning down, placing soft kisses on the sore areas.
“I hope this makes you think twice about straying off again, little girl..” He teased, placing one last kiss on your ouchies before sitting himself back up. His large hand caressed your leg as he watched Jun begin to baby you, “You’re our little girl, y/n. No one else's, remember that.”
You smiled weakly across at Minjun as you placed the last of the dishes into the dishwasher, relieved to finally see your house as a home again. The front door was locked shut after having the boys round all evening, embracing the peace and quiet that finally came after hours of hosting what could only be described as chaos.
The two of you were exhausted after cooking for most of the afternoon to try and impress the boys, showing off the new home that you had just invested in for the very first time, determined to shock them with what you had done.
With your hands empty, Minjun walked around and took a hold of the both of them, pulling you through the house until the two of you were able to collapse down on the sofa.
“I love your members, but they are hard work,” you sighed as you rested your head against Minjun’s chest, “really, how have you put up with them for so long?”
“You learn to just play along,” Minjun sniggered as he moved one of his hands to relax around your waist. “I think they enjoyed taking a look around the place, seeing us settle down somewhere properly together.”
Your head nodded in agreement with him as you took a quick look around the living room, “I never appreciated how homely this place is until we showed the boys around, it makes me feel really grown up all of a sudden.”
“I get the feeling looking around that this could be a forever home for the two of us.”
“I agree, I couldn’t imagine the two of us finding anywhere better to live right now.”
You still had a lot of work to do but seeing things slowly coming together was the most important thing for you both, as your house became a home over time.
“I think they plan on staying over here quite a lot too,” Minjun chuckled, “I’m pretty sure I overheard Taecyeon calling the spare room his when they were taking a look around upstairs together.”
Your eyes rolled, although you’d learnt to expect nothing less from the five of them. “I think Chansung mentioned cooking next time, said he wanted to make the most of having a proper full-sized kitchen to enjoy with fancy utensils.”
“As long as he cleans up too, I’d have no complaints.”
Your hand hit gently against Minjun’s chest, “I think that’s the only downside of hosting in a place as big as this, there’s so much cleaning up to do, I think I’ve found a beer can in just about every room around the house.”
Looking around the house, and then to you tucked into his side, Minjun knew there was no place better for him to be. For so long he had imagined himself settling down, trying to find a place that he could truly call home, but he never imagined that he would find someone as special as your place, and to share it with you too was even more special for Minjun.
As you fell quiet, Minjun pressed a soft kiss against the top of your head, “I think the boys might absolutely love you after tonight, you took such good care of them.”
“It’s part of the package of dating you,” you joked, “I don’t just have you to look after, I’ve got five attachments who are joined at your hip to care for as well.”
“One by one hopefully we’ll be able to partner them up,” Minjun teased, smiling widely as you chuckled beside him, “I’ve managed to find someone, so surely it can’t be too hard to set all of them up too.”
Your head shook back across at him, admiring the sincerity that was in Minjun’s voice. Having seen how nice it was for himself to settle down, he couldn’t wait to get to see his best friend’s settle down too and see how it feels watching your friends succeed on the other side.
“Although today has been a lot of effort and a lot of hard work, it’s been amazing to show off to my friends how I’m doing,” Minjun suddenly spoke up again, “I think they’ve worried a lot whilst we’ve moved and settled together, but now that they can see how we’re doing, I think that they’re a lot more comfortable too.”
“Junho came up to me several times today and scolded me to make sure that I take good care of you,” you chuckled, “said that they’d miss not being able to check up on you as much.”
In fact, every member at some point in your evening had made you promise that you’d look after Minjun for them. They hated losing some of their responsibility with Minjun, passing it across to you as the two of you settled into your new home.
Despite their warnings, you knew that they boys were never going to be too far away, as much as they wanted you to care for Minjun, they loved for you to care about them too.
“I can’t wait to come home every night from work and spend my evenings here with you,” Minjun whispered into your ear, “there’s so many things that we can do in this place, this might even be the place that we start a family too.”
“Have you thought about starting a family in here already?”
Minjun’s head nodded as you glanced up to look at him, “it’s a thought that has crossed my mind a couple of times, there’s plenty of spare rooms upstairs, and we definitely can’t be hosting the boys in there for the rest of our lives either.”
“I don’t think they’ll be too happy being kicked out of our home.”
A loud laugh came from Minjun, “I think they’d still offer to sleep in the rooms, it’ll just be uncle duties for them instead if we change them into nurseries.”
You knew that Minjun wasn’t joking, knowing that the boys would do whatever it took to stay with you all. “Maybe we’ll just have to change the locks instead.”
“I tried that it in the old flat, but then one of them just ended up following me home.”
Although the two of you had at least attempted to settle down and find a place of your own, you knew the boys would never be too far away. However, nights like tonight reminded you why their company was so much fun, and why you’d never chose to have things any other way.
“We’ve still got so much tidying up to do,” you whispered across to Minjun, “but I’m far too comfortable now to even think about moving.”
Minjun’s head quickly nodded in agreement with you, “let’s just stay here, there’s always tomorrow to tidy things up.”
“I guess seeing as this is our house now, we can make the rules to do so,” you agreed, offering Minjun a wide smile.
“I love that we have a place for the both of us now.”
The smile on your face continued to grow as Minjun spoke, “to be honest, I think I had pretty much moved into your old apartment already, I don’t think I ever really left.”
“This place is different, it’s truly ours,” Minjun assured you.
You were both big on cuddling, especially whenever you were sat or laid down together. It was very rare for there to be distance between the two of you, even in public Minjun would pull your chair as close to him as possible to hold you.
B ⇴ BOYS
The boys loved to tease Minjun about having you in his life, although you both knew that they were only ever joking, you didn’t let them get it all their on way. You especially, loved to tease the boys too, getting plenty of their secrets from Minjun who had learnt so much about them over the years to tease them too.
C ⇴ COMFORT
One of the best things about being with Minjun was how comforting he was, he never failed to be there for you and supporting you when you needed it. Nothing else was as important to him as you were, especially when you needed comforting too, he’d stay by your side until he got to see your smile again.
D ⇴ DOMESTICATED
He definitely wasn’t afraid of getting stuck in around the house, very little bothered Minjun when it came to doing the chores around the house. He was used to taking care of the boys for so many years, and so if anything, it was instinct quite a lot of the time in Minjun to take care of you too and do most of the jobs around the house, often leaving you with nothing to do, which you definitely didn’t complain about.
E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT
Everyone knew that Minjun was going to propose to you, long before he actually did. For quite a while it just felt like a waiting game for the boys especially, counting down the days until Minjun would tell them that he was planning to propose. They all knew it was inevitable, he gushed and chattered about you constantly, letting everyone know that there was no way that he wouldn’t spend forever with you.
F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING
Minjun’s favourite thing about being with you was how supportive you were of him. You never complained when you didn’t have much time with him or when work seemed to get in the way, instead you understood and helped to find a way to get him through what it was that he was doing. Minjun loved how you always encouraged him, never allowed him to feel bad about ever neglecting you.
G ⇴ GOING OUT
The two of you were in most of the time, you liked your own space, and definitely liked the comfort of your own home. Big events and promotions weren’t either of your things, you weren’t in the industry to attend all the grand nights out, instead you just wanted to get the job done and go home at the end of it.
H ⇴ HONEYMOON
Just being able to relax was the only thing that the two of you wanted from your honeymoon. You couldn’t remember the last time you had had a full week off, so even just to relax at home was a big deal for you both, but to get to relax on holiday too was the icing on top of the cake that you wanted to make the most of.
I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”
He loved to tell you that he loved you, despite the many gestures and actions, big and small. that Minjun showed you that he loved you with too, nothing felt quite as sincere and touching for him as actually telling you aloud that he loved you, to allow you hear it in his voice just how much he meant it.
J ⇴ JEALOUSY
It was pretty rare for someone to get to Minjun and make him jealous, he was used to being teased and joked about with as the eldest after all. He certainly felt a little more protective of your relationship after the two of you got married, he wouldn’t stand for someone making him jealous quite as much as he did before, but he was still pretty calm, and relatively unbothered by anyone most of the time.
K ⇴ KIDS
Being dog parents, you felt pretty ready to take the next step after getting married and settling down. Although the two of you weren’t necessarily in a rush, and didn’t pressure anything to happen too, you knew that whenever it happened for you both, you’d be happy and ready to start having a family.
L ⇴ LAZY DAYS
Your lazy days were very much spent just enjoying each other’s company, you had no set thing as to what you did on a lazy day, it was more about just doing what the two of you fancied, as long as you were together. Whether it be a walk, watching something, or cooking something nice for yourselves, your lazy days varied, but the one thing that could be guaranteed would be that the two of you would do it side by side.
M ⇴ MORNINGS
Most of the time Minjun would be awake before you and ready for work before you even stirred. He’d often try and leave as late as he possibly could to be able to try and see you awake before heading off to work, but most of the time you would still be snoozing when he walked out of the front door.
N ⇴ NIGHTS
Your nights would often be spent entertaining Denver for quite a while, he very rarely let the two of you head to bed without searching for a bit of attention from you first, making plenty of noise to keep you both up.
O ⇴ OBSESSION
Minjun was obsessed with your personality, he loved how well he got in with you, how he was always able to smile around you and how you would always be there to brighten his day however good or bad it was.
P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS
Very little meant more to Minjun than when you did something sweet for him, from making him lunch to take to the studio with him or picking him up from the studio after a long day to stop him from walking home, it never went unnoticed by Minjun, he was always incredibly thankful for what you did for him.
Q ⇴ QUESTIONS
As the two of you got married, Minjun loved to ask you about the future, it was something that you talked about time and time again, but for some reason it always fascinated Minjun how you saw everything going.
R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS
One of Minjun’s favourite parts of your wedding was seeing you in your dress, which was something that he wanted to make sure that you guys looked after. He spent a lot of time buying all of the things that were necessary to keep your dress in top condition and hung up in your wardrobe as a keepsake.
S ⇴ SILENCE
The two of you didn’t mind silence too much at all, you didn’t rely on conversation to know that the other person was there. You quite liked doing your own thing sometimes, with varying interests and hobbies, with only lazy conversation between the two of you when you found a moment to not concentrate as hard.
T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS
Minjun’s biggest tip for making your marriage work was remaining as a team. You stayed with one another through absolutely everything and not once did you make the other person feel as if they were alone.
U ⇴ UPSET
Whenever you were upset, Minjun wouldn’t leave your side until he was able to see your smile back on your face, and sincerely too.
V ⇴ VISITS
One of his favourite things was when you visited him at work, although Minjun would try and act unbothered with the other members around, on the inside his heart would be racing with happiness to see you.
W ⇴ WISH LIST
He already felt incredibly lucky with what he had, Minjun wasn’t prepared to push that luck and try and wish for anymore.
X ⇴ XXXX
Whenever he kissed you, a smile could be found on Minjun’s face. It was one of those simple things that he just loved to do, whenever you were close enough to him, he would come across and kiss you somewhere.
Y ⇴ YOU
You were his priority, no one was as important to Minjun as you were.
Z ⇴ ZZZ
During the night Minjun can pretty much always be found by your side, he loves to cuddle up to you at night, not only for his own comfort, but also to make you feel nice and safe as you try to fall asleep too.
As you pulled up outside of the nursery, your eyes looked behind you, relieved to still see the smile on your daughter’s face. Beside you, Minjun eyes were staring out of the window, biting down on his bottom lip as he tried to keep his composure.
“Are you ready sweetheart?” You asked to the little one behind you, offering her a smile, “you’ve got a brand-new adventure ahead of you.”
“I’m ready,” she cheered, watching as you got out of the car.
You opened up the door to her side of the car, reaching in to help her unfasten her seatbelt before giving her a hand out of the car. “Do you reckon you could do mummy a favour before you go?”
“Of course,” she grinned back at you, spinning around with a tight grip on the bag that Wooyoung had especially bought her for the start of her new adventure.
Your eyes glanced across as Minjun glumly climbed out of the car, studying the building carefully. “Do you reckon you could go and give your dad a big cuddle, I think he needs it.”
Her head nodded, running around the side of the car, clutching around Minjun’s leg tightly. His eyes looked down to her, kneeling down so that he could scoop her up into his arms instead.
“Are you excited?” He asked her, trying to match the smile that was on her face, “you’re not going to miss being around daddy all day? Because I know that daddy will miss you?”
“It’s only for the day dad,” she reminded him.
You couldn’t help but snigger at the confidence that she carried herself with, “shall we head inside before daddy kidnaps you and takes you back home Y/D/N?”
Her head nodded as Minjun carried her into the nursery, following behind your lead. As a member of staff greeted you, Minjun’s eyes were instantly drawn to a sobbing toddler at the side of the door, refusing to let her mother go.
“Hi Y/D/N,” the woman smiled as Minjun placed her onto the ground, “welcome to nursery.”
The woman barely had any time to finish her sentence before your daughter waved across to you both, darting into the nursery as she spotted an old friend from the playgroup that you used to attend. You instantly looked to Minjun, noticing his mouth wide open in shock, with his shoulders dropped, slightly dejected.
“It’s nice for us to see someone so excited,” the woman smiled across at you, “I could tell even during her transition day that she was excited to get stuck in. We’ll take good care of her; you don’t have to worry.”
You smiled across at her, taking Minjun’s hand, leading him away from the door to make room for the next arrival at the nursery.
“Are you alright?” You asked Minjun once the two of you were alone, squeezing against his hand to draw him out of the trance that he found himself in.
Although his head nodded, you could tell by the look on his face that he was far from alright, his little girl was no longer by his side, and surprisingly she seemed happy about it.
“I always imagined that she would be sad on her first day at nursery,” he confessed, “but she wasn’t.”
“We should be happy she was happy,” you reminded him.
His head nodded back at him, “I am happy that she’s happy, but it feels like a part of me has just gone missing.”
The relationship that Minjun and your daughter had was undeniably special, the two of them were almost joined at the hip most of the time. She adored him, and Minjun would move heaven and hell for her too.
The build-up to her start at nursery had been tough on Minjun, he wasn’t quite sure what he was supposed to do now that his best friend wasn’t with him every day. Everything he had known for three years was suddenly changing, and if he was honest, he hated it.
You smiled back across at him, “we’ll be back with her in a couple of hours and I’m sure she’ll tell you all about how her day has gone.”
As you walked out of the building, a sigh came from Minjun, “part of me wishes that we were more like that couple who were by the front door.”
“The kid who was crying? That look complicated.”
As Minjun explained his reasoning, you began to understand a little more. Although he knew your daughter’s intentions were well, he hated the feeling of not being needed by her anymore, as if she had her own independence in the blink of an eye.
“This is a new chapter, that we’ve just got to get used to,” you told him.
“I know, and with time I will get used to it,” he replied.
Instinct kicked in for him as you walked to the car, walking around to the backseat to buckle your daughter in, only to remember that she was no longer with you.
“It’ll take time,” you told him from across the car, reiterating his own words back to him, “just think of all the time you’ll have to work at the studio with now, the boys will love it.”
His head nodded as he climbed into the car, “I think the boys are pretty used to having sessions without me these days, they’ll hate having me back around.”
“You can boss them around instead of Y/D/N now.”
A quiet chuckle came from Minjun as he watched you grab your keys and place them in the ignition. He couldn’t bring himself to look out at the window, even if it was only for a couple of hours, he dreaded living your daughter in the building.
Despite his hurt, he couldn’t wait for your daughter to learn new things and plenty of new friends too. She was social, kind, and nursery was the perfect environment for her, however much Minjun loved to have her right by his side.
As soon as you were off the road of the nursery, Minjun allowed himself to settle, glancing back out of the window and taking in your surroundings.
“We’re going to have to get pretty used to driving down these roads,” you remarked.
Minjun’s smile slowly grew as reality began to set in for him, “she’ll be darting out of the car before it even stops if she enjoys nursery as much as she did before she arrived.”
“I’m just glad she was happy being there, the last thing either of us needed was a tantrum.”
The quiet in the car was unnerving for Minjun, his eyes continued to glance behind him in the car to see that no one was there. It was hard for him to understand, but like the two of you had agreed, with time you’d get used to things.
“We lucked out with our little girl,” he suddenly spoke up, looking across at you as you concentrated on the road. “She’s got every quality from the two of us that could have created the kindest kid, there’s no wonder that so many people get on with her and value her company.”
“She takes after you,” you pointed out to him, “all those hours you spent teaching her about the world on your time off has made her so conscious and calm.”
Minjun’s head nodded, resting back in his chair. “I’m glad that she’s continuing to grow at nursery, but it’s going to be strange walking around the house not having a child constantly screaming for me or wanting to play with me.”
“There is one thing that we could do to fix that,” you suggested, smirking across at Minjun, “we did always say that we wanted at least one child, didn’t we?”
It was inevitable usually that if you were around then Minjun would pay attention to you. After so many years, he wanted to pay attention to you more than anything else as you were usually his favourite in any room.
B ⇴ BICKER
At times the two of you were like kids with each other, you couldn’t help but start bickering. You tried to be mature and grown up, but around each other you just couldn’t help but revert back to how you used to be sometimes and start bickering with one another about even the most random of things.
C ⇴ COMFORT
After so many years as your best friend, Minjun prided himself on knowing exactly how to cheer you up when you needed it. It was almost an instinct that kicked in for him when you were having a hard time, knowing straight away to sit you down and stay by your side until you were ready to talk to him.
D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS
Both of you were pretty relaxed people and so disagreements were pretty limited between the two of you. You were usually good at calming down when one of you started getting worked up, if you were moody, then Minjun would try and relax you, or if he was stressed then you’d try and help him chill out. Either way you’d be good at knowing when someone was annoyed, and being the opposite, so conflict didn’t start.
E ⇴ EARLY YEARS
The two of you found yourselves getting along pretty quickly which was the moment that you needed to know that you’d found a special friend in each other. There was a feeling that you got from Minjun that you hadn’t got before from someone, you just knew that he was someone that you were connecting too. Minjun too felt that spark in your friendship, knowing that you were going to keep getting along.
F ⇴ FAMILY
Minjun’s family treated you as if you were one of their own after so many years with you as Minjun’s best friend. They couldn’t remember a time when you hadn’t been a part of Minjun’s life, just like how Minjun couldn’t either. Luckily for you, they loved the fact that you had been around for so many years, and above all else they were glad that Minjun had had a best friend like you for so many years.
G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER
If the two of you went out when you hung out, it would usually be to take Denver for a walk down by the river. Whilst you didn’t mind going out and doing other things too, both of you enjoyed the comfort of home, especially when being best friends with Minjun ended up coming with as much attention as it did.
H ⇴ HABITS
The two of you had a habit of spending just about every single day together one way or another that you could. Even if you weren’t able to see each other in person, you’d at least call and tell each other about your days as sometimes you were the only people that one another talked to throughout the day.
I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES
Over the many years that you spent together; a lot of inside jokes were created between the two of you. There were a few that were forgotten about that maybe weren’t quite so memorable, but you still had plenty that had stuck with you both for years and would carry on with you both for years after too.
J ⇴ JEALOUSY
It was pretty rare for Minjun to get jealous, he felt settled as your best friend and actually enjoyed getting to know your other friends too. He didn’t want to think of himself as content as your best friend, but with so many years behind you both he knew that the chance of him not being your best friend was minimal. Instead, he took the time to impress you more by getting on with as many of your friends as possible.
K ⇴ KICKS
Minjun got a kick out of seeing you do well, as much as you were there to support him, he was always cheering for you too. He loved seeing you achieve the things that you wanted to achieve, and when you did, Minjun made a big deal out of it and gave you a great deal of fuss too to be able to congratulate you.
L ⇴ LOVE
He loved how close the two of you were and how he could rely on you for absolutely anything. Minjun knew that if he needed to pick up the phone and have someone on the other end of the line that he could count on, then it would definitely be you. He couldn’t remember a time when you had let you down, instead he just remembered all the times when you had been there and helped Minjun out.
M ⇴ MEETING
The two of you first met when you were younger, but neither of you could really remember how. You remembered bumping into each other for a while, but as to when the two of you actually first met, it was a memory that was so distant for you as you never imagined that it would lead to such a close friendship.
N ⇴ NONSENSE
He couldn’t help but be silly around you, it was like an impulse in Minjun quite a lot of the time especially when he’d been working for a while and had to bottle things up and keep his composure for a while.
O ⇴ OBSESSION
Minjun was obsessed with your company and spending time with you. Even after so many years of being best friends, he never got bored of being with you, he still just wanted to see you and hang out.
P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS
He loved spending time with you, if you had a smile on your face, then that was what made the moment precious for Minjun. He didn’t need to do anything with you, just sitting and talking and laughing was sometimes all that Minjun needed, as long as you were happy with him, that was all that he needed.
Q ⇴ QUESTIONS
Of all the questions that Minjun asked you, how you were was the most frequent one. It was the one question that was on the tip of his tongue the most as he always just wanted to know that you were alright.
R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS
Quite often you would save things from the time you spent with Minjun and keep them in a keepsake box. He loved to save things from the most special things that you did together, and if he had a photo from that time too then he’d make sure to print it out so that he had that to hold onto as well.
S ⇴ SUPPORT
Getting support from you was something that never got old for Minjun, and something that he never took for granted too. At times he worried that maybe you’d get bored of supporting him at work and cheering him on with the boys, but that was never the case, you still loved it like you did at the very start of your friendship.
T ⇴ TRIPS
One of the things that Minjun tried to do was bring you with him whenever he went abroad for work. Although you weren’t always there to be at work, you’d at least be there whenever Minjun had free time.
U ⇴ ULTIMATE
There was no one else that Minjun ever even thought of as a best friend, there was only ever you that was his best friend.
V ⇴ VISITS
You often showed up at Minjun’s house unexpectedly, usually when you were feeling bored. He’d gotten quite used to you suddenly showing up because you wanted to hang out with him for a little while.
W ⇴ WISDOM
He prided himself on being able to give you good advice, Minjun liked to be the one that you could always rely on.
X ⇴ XXXX
Although the two of you weren’t massively affectionate, whenever you first saw each other, you always gave one another a hug. It had always been the way with you both and was something you’d never change either.
Y ⇴ YOU
You were his favourite, no one even came close to comparing to you.
Z ⇴ ZZZ
Most of the time Minjun would invite you to his place when it was getting late, mostly too because he knew that Denver loved having you around, and also that you loved spending time with Denver too.
As soon as you spotted that the light was on in Minjun’s studio, you felt your heart flutter. As you neared the door, you could hear the beginnings of music playing, peering through the window to see Minjun sat at his desk, scribbling away in his notepad with ideas.
With the album finally nearing completion, Minjun had been hard at work to make sure that the final few pieces were put together. His time had barely been spent with you, and whilst you understood, you always worried about making sure that Minjun looked after himself.
After bumping into Chansung earlier in the day, he had expressed a little concern for Minjun as he spent most of his days in the studio. With a promise that you’d stop by, Chansung didn’t worry too much, knowing that no one else would be able to make him smile like you could.
You studied him for a few more moments whilst he was hard at work, waiting until he seemed to take a break before knocking on the door.
Minjun spun around at the sound of knocking, feeling his smile instinctively grow as he looked through the window at the top of the door, noticing you staring back at him. He waved you in, standing up to greet you properly.
As soon as you opened up the door, Minjun’s arms wrapped around you, pulling you tightly into his chest. Your arms moved around his waist, feeling his lips press against the side of your head several times.
With your heel, you kicked the studio door shut, giving the two of you a bit of privacy. “What are you doing here?” Minjun asked, pulling away from you momentarily so he could meet your eyes, “I thought you were busy today.”
“I’ve finished work,” you grinned, placing your bag down on his desk, “so I thought rather than going back to the apartment and spending the evening by myself, I’d come down here and see if you fancied a bit of company.”
His head nodded as he invited you to sit down in his desk chair, grabbing one of the old collapsible chairs that he kept for visitors for himself to sit down in. His eyes were firmly on you as he did so, relieved to see a smiling figure again.
Whilst Minjun settled himself, you reached into your bag, pulling out several bags of snacks, ones that you knew Minjun adored. “I wasn’t sure how hungry you are, but I’ve got takeout ready to call if you’d rather have a proper meal inside of you.”
“All of this is perfect,” he smiled, searching through the items that you had bought, “food isn’t what I need right now, just being here with you is all I need. All of this work has been piling the pressure onto my shoulders, I’m terrified right now that all of this won’t get the seal of approval from the boys for the album to be honest.”
“You’re joking?” You questioned, “they always love what you do.”
Minjun offered you an appreciative smile, reaching forwards to rest his hand against your knee, nudging you gently. The exhaustion in his gaze was clear, the efforts of the day had taken their toll on him as he worked every part of his body as hard as he could.
“If you’re sure that they love everything that I do, then could you maybe give it a listen first? If you like it, then I’m sure that all of the boys will love it too, you’re the one that I always feel like I’ve got to impress the most anyway.”
“If it’ll make you confident in your own ability, then of course,” you assured, “but I’m convinced that I’ll love everything that you’ve worked on.”
You pushed yourself back from the desk so that Minjun could load up everything that he wanted to show you. The technical side of producing had always left you slightly confused, Minjun had tried to teach you all about it, but eventually he gave up too.
“How long have you been working on all of this stuff?” You asked, stunned by the number of files that he had saved on his computer, “or should I question for how long you’ve been hiding all of these works of art from the rest of the world?”
Minjun leaned across and pressed a kiss to the side of your head before continuing, “you’ve got to hear them yet, then you can decide whether they’re really works of art or not.”
Once Minjun had set everything up, he passed you a pair of headphones to place on your head before pressing play. As he did, his eyes were fixated on you, watching as your head nodded along to the short snippet of the song he had perfected.
Minjun’s work left you in awe as always, stunned by the talent that he had to offer. Whilst it was only a few seconds long, as such a small taster of the other songs, you were excited to see all of the other stuff that he had been working on.
“So?” Minjun grinned as you took the headphones off, “how was it?”
Rather than speak, you let your actions do the talking, standing up from your chair and walking across to give him a tight hug. Minjun’s arms instantly moved around your frame, pulling you down into his waist as a sigh of relief escaped him.
“I hate and love how talented you are at the same time,” you laughed as you tucked yourself in underneath his chin, “it’s not fair that one person can be so skilled whilst someone like me can barely string a sentence together.”
Minjun could only smile back down at you, slightly too overwhelmed to speak. If there was one person who was always there to hype him up, it was you. Whenever he needed you, you were there to cheer for him, and more importantly, encourage him.
Your hand lifted to brush through his signature curl as he continued to stare at you, perfecting each strand so that it sat perfectly in front of his forehead.
“I like having you here,” Minjun whispered as you moved your hand back into his lap, “it’s quite cosy having you in my little space.”
Your head nodded as you looked around the room, “I can’t believe I’ve never spent much time in this place, it’s certainly got your stamp around it too.”
“It’s the best place for me,” Minjun admitted, “but having you here is the icing on top of the cake for making this place perfect. I’ve got everything I need in this room, music, snacks, and best of all, I’ve got you too.”
Your head shook as Minjun’s head nodded, reinforcing every single word that he had to say to you.
“I really do mean it, I’ve been so busy, especially with all of this stuff for the album and I really don’t know how you’ve been so patient with me. Trying to get all of this done has been horrendous, but I promise once this album is complete, you’ll have my full attention and I’ll make all of this back up to you too.”
“You don’t need to make anything up to me, I’m proud of how hard you’re working, and I know that it’ll pay off for you too. As long as by the end of this you’re proud of yourself, then that’s all that matters to me.”
Minjun nodded back to you, “I’m proud of everything that I do, but I’m mostly proud of the fact that I get to do all of this with you.”
“I should come to your studio more often if this is how sweet you’re going to be.”
