¡¿ what's this guy's problem ?!
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fic type: oneshot
pairing: choi minje x gn!reader
contains: fluff! yearning, loser!minje
a/n: i've been so into kfp latelyyy my biases are minje and keiju!! and i really like band-aid, crush, gas on it, electricity and twenty! their songs are nice and their vibe is really refreshing ugh i can't wait for them to come to my country. also i'm pretty new to publishing writing so i hope it's okay! :3
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Minje had a bit of a staring problem. He really couldn’t help it, though! Not when you were so pretty doing… whatever it was you were doing. It didn’t actually matter; he could probably even watch you meditate for hours on end.
He was well aware of the fanmade compilations on Twitter pointing out every instance his stare had lingered a bit too long on you, and the clip time totalled to just under ten minutes. Appalling, but somehow unsurprising. For him, at least. When he brought it up to Maru, the boy laughed so hard he couldn’t speak.
He knew he was being obvious. But what did it matter— you were kind of stupid when it came to the matters of his heart, even more so when they were in regards to you. Hell, the whole world could probably learn of his big fat crush on you before you even began to ponder the notion.
Lucky for you, Minje was nothing if not patient.
Even now as you clung to Iju, lips pouted as you squished and moulded the whining boy's cheeks to your whims, his eyes stayed fixated on you. Wide and unblinking, with his mouth slightly ajar and the corners lifted in the beginnings of a smile. The other members were chatting, trying to include Minje in the conversation every once in a while, but he could never quite snap out of his daze.
You were going on and on about how cute Iju was (they all reckoned ‘cute’ was your most used word… ever), but Minje thought you were far cuter— wait, that was kind of mean to Keiju. You were both cute, but he’d want to kiss and cuddle and smother you in affection over anyone else.
His heart nearly gave out when you moved on from Keiju and sat next to him, your head already finding his shoulder like it lived there (it did). Like it was second nature, he raised an arm tentatively, preparing to wrap it around you. You obliged and pressed your whole body against his. He smiled widely; the one that showed all his perfect teeth and made him look like an overgrown puppy. It seemed to be an unconscious habit whenever you were near.
And when you threw a leg over his lap— dear god, he wanted to hug you until death whisked him away. Donghwa gave him an all-knowing smirk, eyebrows wiggling dorkily while the ears of his target grew redder with every second. Minje shot him a look, then quickly returned his full focus to you. He knew he’d be searching for clips of this later, just to relive the moment over and over again. He could trust the fans for that, right?
Seriously, your hold on him needed to be studied in great detail.
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