Pairing: xu minghao x afab!reader; genres: fluff, hurt/comfort, established relationship; cw: pain from periods, reader has periods but there are no pronouns used; note from cece: having really bad cramps today so I wanted to write a little something about it. thoughts and reblogs are appreciated!
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Every month, like clockwork, you experience the worst pain ever. And it comes from one thing: your period.
You know all about this pain, unfortunately. It's been something that you've grown used to, not quite accepting it, but existing alongside it.
The pounding in your head that you experience is often soothed by the medication that you have. A prescription is in charge of maintaining your overall period.
And usually, they do the job. They make the terrible time of the month the slightest bit bearable. Sometimes, though, the pain inches back in, almost like it's reminding you that it's there.
Today is one of those days. When you woke up this morning, you were excited to have the day off. Obviously, you love being able to take a break, especially when you're on your cycle.
To add on to your happy mood, your boyfriend, Minghao, had a short schedule today. Which meant that he would be home earlier to spend time with you.
That excitement was instantly dimmed when you felt the sharp ache in your abdomen.
It hit you when you were brushing your teeth. Toothbrush still in your mouth, you lean over the counter, clutching the sides of it. When there was a break in the pain, you quickly spit out the remaining toothpaste.
"Why today?" There's a tinge of annoyance in your voice.
Making your way to the kitchen, you immediately go towards the chocolate muffins that Minghao grabbed yesterday. What incredible timing that was.
The chocolate gives you a nice, calming warmth. Maybe if you just focus on this feeling instead of the throbbing pain you're dealing with.. yeah, nope, that's not going to work.
Trudging your way back to your bedroom, you toss an arm over your abdomen, trying to do anything you can to relieve the discomfort.
When you moved in with Minghao, he did everything he could to make sure you knew that his home was now your home, too. Part of that included giving you your own drawers.
You turned one of those drawers into a "period supplies" storage area. Minghao, the ever attentive boyfriend, had noticed when you first started getting low on your products. Imagine your surprise when you checked that drawer a few hours later to find it completely restocked.
Ever since then, Minghao has kept a watchful eye on your supplies.
Which is how you knew that your heating bag and chocolate pretzels would be stocked. After grabbing those comforting items, you completely bypass your pain medication; your focus is fixed on wanting to get in a nice spot on the couch.
Once you're back in the living room, you set your snacks on the coffee table then head back to the kitchen. You toss your heating bag in the microwave to activate the heating sensation.
While it's warming up, you decide to put your comfort movie on in the background. Pausing it right on the opening screen, you shuffle back to the kitchen to snag the heating bag.
Finally, you're able to cuddle up in the corner of the couch with your heating pad laying over your stomach. Only fifteen minutes–and six pretzels–into the movie, your eyes droop lower and lower until your head slumps down into the soft pillow.
It's not until Minghao gets home four hours later that you wake up. Even then, it's not immediate.
He knows something is off as soon as he enters the threshold. Normally, he hears some sort of music or show playing in the background while you're working on something. But it's completely silent.
As he takes off his shoes, he tilts his head, hoping to hear the slightest bit of noise. Still, nothing.
Furrowing his eyebrows, Minghao walks deeper into the home that he shares with you. He stops walking almost instantly when he reaches the living room. The TV has cut itself off after being left untouched for a long time. And then there's you: curled up on the couch, one hand still in the pretzel bag, the other acting as a secondary rest for your head (only second to the pillow).
Without him even realizing it, a soft smile makes its way across Minghao's face. Knowing that you'll be thirsty when you wake up, he quietly makes his way to the kitchen to make you a cold glass of water.
A few minutes later, he returns to the living room, this time he stands in front of you. "Sweetheart," he lowers his voice to not scare you. "I'm home." Your eyes flutter open at last.
"Oh gosh." You whip your head from looking at your (quite beautiful) boyfriend to where your snacks are. "I didn't mean to fall asleep. I was cramping real bad, and I must've dozed off."
Minghao purses his lips. He's not mad at you, no never. He's more upset that you feel the need to apologize. "There's nothing wrong with needing a bit of rest. Look, how about I take these," his hand lightly tugs at the pretzel bag. "And I go make you your favorite meal. And you," his eyes pierce into yours. "You'll go take a shower. You always say how you feel better after washing up."
One of his hands lifts up to stroke your cheek. "When you get out, you'll have a warm meal, your favorite show will be pulled up, and your medication will be ready for you." Before you're able to protest, he leans in to peck your lips. "Let me help make it better for you."
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Bonus
Later, after lunch
"Hao?"
"Yes, my love?"
"...Can you get me more pretzels tomorrow? Mine are stale."
this man would be the absolute KING of eating you out.
he would know your body better than his own and at this point, he would eat you out for his own enjoyment.
"fuck baby, please, just one more... you can do that for me can't you?" his voice is more muffled and quiet than usual considering his face is practically buried in your core, he had been down there for almost an hour and had made you cum 4 times already. your muscles were aching, the tears were constantly falling from your eyes at this point from the pleasure and your throat was completely dry from all of the sounds you were making.
even after all that you were still so close for the final time and at this point, you were craving that release and all the pleasureful pain that came with it, "yes.. please. ff-uck minghao, make me cum" it took all the effort you had left to utter those words but it was well worth it when he drove right back in, sucking your clit like his life depended on it. that tiny little motion was enough to have you falling over the edge for the final time that night, one hand gripping the sheets beneath you and the other tightly holding onto his hair as he practically drank you dry, looking up at you after with the goofiest smile on his face, "well that was a fun hour, wasn't it love"
this is the short minghao series i was mentioning. the shitty boyfriend is hoshi But I do NOt think this relates to hoshi in real life at all he just fits the bad guy in this story.
you x minghao eventually.
genre: friends to lovers? pining?
part 1
“I love you”
“I love you too” you said patting Hoshi’s cheek affectionately.
“I’m so happy it’s been six months. Not counting the three months it took of flirting for you to realize I had a crush on you” he said pecking your lips.
“And… not including the two years we were friends first” you pecked his cheek.
“But who is really keeping track?” He said sarcastically, kissing you again.
“Disgusting” Dino groaned.
“I’ll let you get back to practicing. I’ll see you later tonight?” You asked as you hugged your boyfriend tightly.
“Of course. I’ll be over at 11” you kissed him goodbye, accompanied by more groans from the other group members in the room. Hoshi smiled as you left. He was beyond happy finally able to call you, his girlfriend.
“Can you not do that around us?” Dino asked the door closed behind you.
“I can’t help it!” Hoshi defended, wide smile not leaving his face.
“She’s too amazing” he added.
That was six months ago. You thought back to how happy being in love had felt. Or so you thought. Now, you found yourself at the dorms waiting. It was getting late. Sitting on the couch in your sexiest black dress, you sighed as you were joined by Minghao who sensed your unhappiness.
“Well, I’m guessing practice didn’t run late since you are here?” you asked him. He shook his head.
“Any idea where he is?” You asked. Again, Minghao shook his head.
“This dress is his favorite. So, I figure I’d surprise him and wear it for our anniversary” you scoffed.
“Doesn’t matter now. We’ve missed the reservation…” you added checking your phone again. You thought about calling Hoshi once more but decided against it. He didn’t answer the first ten times, why would this time be different?
“I’m sorry. You do look very nice” Minghao complimented. A small smile appeared on your face as you thanked him.
You began to think about calling it a night when the door burst open. Laughter and shouting followed your boyfriend into the room. You stood up and crossed your arms.
“Babe!” He said walking over, arms wide ready to give you a hug. You ducked out of the way, and he sighed.
“Sorry. Practice ran late” he said. You could smell the alcohol even through the distance separating you.
“Really? First you are late. Then you lie to me?” You counted on your fingers what was annoying you.
Minghao watched the exchange between you and your boyfriend. He had watched the slow spiral downwards of your relationship and didn’t get it. You were amazing. Why was Hoshi choosing to treat you like shit?
“I’m a little bit late. It’s no big deal”
“We had plans, remember? Dinner?”
“Is that why you are looking so sexy” Hoshi leaned in trying to kiss you and you pushed him away softly.
“Yes actually. It’s our anniversary” you crossed your arms and waited for a response.
Hoshi rubbed his eyes and sighed. A blast of alcohol filled breath hit your nostrils.
“Babe, I’m so sorry. Babe, tomorrow night. I promise”
“Fine, but if-“
“Wait! no, sorry! I told the guys we would karaoke tomorrow night” you stared at him in disbelief.
“You can remember hanging out with your friends but not your girlfriend? For our anniversary?” You didn’t get mad. You didn’t raise your voice. You just looked so sad. This broke Minghao’s heart. It made him mad for you.
“I’m just going to head home” you said after Hoshi just shrugged. You grabbed your coat and purse, hoping he would at least walk you out.
As you got to the door and placed a hand on the handle, you turned and saw your boyfriend goofing off with his friends again. It was like you hadn’t even been there.
Noticing Hoshi did not seem to be even aware of your departure, Minghao rose from the couch and ran after you. He met you as the elevator doors were opening.
“Let me walk you home” he offered.
“No, that’s alright” you said stepping onto the elevator. He followed you anyways.
“You can’t just leave the dorms” you said smiling. This was very sweet of him.
“I can’t let you walk home in that dress” he said not looking at you. You let out a small laugh.
“I don’t think it’s that eye catching. Hoshi didn’t seem to notice” you shrugged as the elevator began its descent.
“He’s blind. Everyone noticed” Minghao added.
“Thank you” you said feeling your cheeks warm up at his many compliments. You weren’t sure what else to say, and Minghao was quiet as well. Both of you were lost in your own thoughts.
As the elevator got to the bottom floor, you assumed he would turn around. But he didn’t. He walked out into the dark night and empty street with you.
“Please, you really don’t have to!” you said turning to face him. You shivered as the breeze ruffled your hair.
He didn’t say anything but took his jacket off and wrapped it around you.
“Thank you! But really, I don’t want you to get in trouble!” You continued debating, wrapping the jacket tighter around your shoulders. Minghao smiled.
“Can I just show you for a moment how you should’ve been treated tonight? Without you arguing?” He asked.
“Well…” you didn’t know how to respond.
“Which direction do you live? Don’t make me guess” he said, still smiling. You laughed at him and pointed.
“This way. It isn’t far” you said and began walking next to him. You sighed after a moment of silence had passed. You felt bad Hoshi wasn’t here. But it was his fault. You were mad at him. But you should support him when he might be stressed. He was very busy with group activities and practice all the time. There were times when you’d have to be his last priority. But to ditch you for his friends? That was uncalled for.
“What are you thinking about?” Minghao asked, cutting through your train of thoughts. He had been watching you chew your bottom lip and scrunch your eyebrows. He felt like he already knew the answer, but the silence had to be stopped. He didn’t want you to be brooding all by yourself.
“Nothing important” you lied.
“I know you are lying but I’ll stay silent in the hopes that you continue on your own” he said, and you found yourself smiling again.
“I just don’t know how much longer I can put up with this” you began.
“You shouldn’t have to put up with it at all” he added putting his hands in his pockets.
“He never used to be like this. You know… with the drinking and partying. I just don’t feel like a have a spot in his life anymore”
“It’s his loss honestly”
“Thank you. Why are you being so nice to me tonight?” you laughed and linked your arm in his. He looked down at it and smiled again.
“I’m only treating you how you should be treated. It’s easy to treat someone so great when they are so great” You didn’t know how to respond, so you looked down at your feet.
“Maybe I’m just a protective person, but I really hate how he’s been treating you lately” he continued.
“I’ll talk to him. When he is sober” you told him as you reached the door to your apartment lobby.
“I think you should be getting back” you told him as you leaned against the wall next to the door.
“I don’t need you to journey all the way up to my apartment with me”
“I wouldn’t mind if I did” you pulled him into a hug when he said this.
“I don’t want you to get in trouble”
“Coups will understand when I tell him what I was doing. He wouldn’t want you to walk home alone either” Minghao shrugged.
“No, not with him…” silence passed between you two until you decided to fill him in.
“I don’t think Hoshi would appreciate us spending time alone like this” you said and bit your lip again. For the briefest moment, Minghao wished he was the one biting your lip, but he quickly pushed that thought away. You were right. He nodded and turned away quickly, heading in the direction of the dorms.
When he got back nothing much had changed. A group of guys was sitting on the couch laughing and a few cans of beer were open on the small table in the room. Minghao tried to join in, but his mind was elsewhere.
“Hey, help me get some more beers” Seungcheol patted Minghao’s shoulder. Minghao stood and followed him to the kitchen.
“Nice of you to walk y/n home” the leader stated as he opened the refrigerator. Minghao nodded.
“Hoshi wasn’t going to. I wanted to make sure she was safe”
“I understand that, but are you sure that’s all there was to it?” Seungcheol asked as he closed the refrigerator door, handing Minghao some cans of beer.
“That’s all” Minghao felt like he wasn’t lying. Making sure you were safe was his focus. Getting to spend time with you was secondary. Seungcheol didn’t believe Minghao, but he didn’t question it as Minghao left the kitchen and brought out the beer. He placed them on the table and headed to his room.
Comfortable like when you get home from a long day at work, you can trust him to eat with you in silence. Trust him to push you enough to take care of yourself, but not to the point he knows you can’t handle. He’d gesture for you to finish your food. Push your hair out of your face when it gets in the way. Lead you to the couch and lay you down. And when he puts on your favorite record, and his hands begin to ache the tension in your muscles in your legs–you’d let out a deep sigh.
Trust like finally being able to let your eyelids fall when you feel the heat of his skin touch yours. Eventually, the setting sun’s kiss of rays wouldn’t be enough to light the small room, and he’d softly urge you that it was time to go to bed.
Nothing is more comfortable than the presence of Minghao when you’re in the bathroom washing up together and he takes it upon himself to fix the face mask on your skin. His fingers silky as they smooth out the paper. You can only blink at him as your chest swells. And all he can do is blink back.
It almost becomes too much when he finally sets you down on your bed and wraps his arms around your body. Nothing can compare to the feeling right before he buries his head in your neck. Because in that very millisecond–in that feeling where butterflies erupt in your chest (though that may simply be your pounding heart)--your body remembers his and you finally feel at home. You know you’ll never be safer than when his lips begin to whisper secrets against your skin. Secrets only shared between the two of you once the moon perches herself above your heads. Xu Minghao was that comfort and you were his.
Seventeen's 97 line as college boyfriends (fINALLY)
95 Liners (x) 96 Liners (x)
Seokmin: Cheerful and goofy, always gets involved with the things that you're interested in, surprisingly quite shy with pda, holds your hand under the table, loves taking wooju and coco for walks through the campus park with you, he takes studying seriously but always knows how to balance his priorities, will make sure that you don't burn out, got you a pretty keychain from one time he did an interstate study tour.
Mingyu: The biggest affectionate puppy, dates with him are either at his place trying a new recipe he found or at a diner that no one has ever heard of before, the top of his major (mechanical engineering), cooks you ramen when you're pulling all nighters in the campus hub, is always filming or taking photos of you for his instagram story, a bit clumsy with his words but makes up for it with physical affection, bakes you sweets when you're feeling down.
Minghao: very protective, loves to look out for you, tries to capture your beauty in photos or paintings with every chance that he gets, loves to take you to wineries, studies in the heritage part of the library for the vibes, doesn’t vocalise his affections but shows it in other ways, has the cutest smile and can’t keep it off of his face when he’s with you, will let you baby him but no one can know, probably picks you up from class on like a european scooter because of course he does.
° pairing: minghao x reader
° genre: fluff
° request: “can i request a suuuper fluffy blurb of minghao taking care of you when you have an awful migraine?👉🏼👈🏼🥺” - @haosvteen thank you so much for the request!
° word count: 499
° warnings: none
° a/n: tbh i have never had a migraine before so i have no idea what you’re supposed to do, so i just tried to make this floofy >< i hope you still like it!
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“you’re not helping.”
“how am i not?”
“minghao, you rubbing your head against my tummy isn’t going to make my migraine magically disappear!”
despite your ongoing complaints, minghao buries himself in the soft blankets piled over your tired body, immediately causing you to giggle. but that moment of enjoyment was short lived when the pounding of your head came rushing back.
for the past couple of weeks, you don’t know why, but you were all of a sudden getting small migraines every now and then. they were tolerable at first, but one occurring after another after another really took a toll on your body. and your boyfriend, xu minghao, was sure to notice.
the nagging came to you first. minghao’s constant reminder that you should’ve taken better care of yourself during your time away from him did nothing less but to make your head hurt just a smidge more. as the migraines progressively got worse, he decided to take a new approach.
“you need to drink more fluids,” minghao cautiously said, finally sitting up. his hand reaches over to grab the glass of water sitting next to your bed on your nightstand.
you frown in annoyance, glaring at the object placed in front of you. “but that’s lukewarm water.”
“and those are bad for your health,” minghao pouts, eyeballing the two empty cans of monster energy drinks that accompanied your alarm clock. “now drink.”
he brings the cup closer to your lips in which you have no choice but to grab it with your own hands. knowing your own boyfriend, if you didn’t cooperate, he would potentially shove the entire thing down your throat. and you weren’t taking any chances.
while you slowly take small sips of water at a time, minghao dug out his phone from his pocket. the few seconds of silence between you two were soon replaced with the delicate sounds of your favorite lullabies coming from your speaker.
halfway done with your serving of water, minghao takes the glass away from your grasp and discards it away. he makes his way to the other side of your bed and lays sideways next to you. fixing his position, he extends his bottom arm in front of him, signalling you to lay down next to him.
you smile down at him, admiring how precious he looked. you feel bad running to him at times like these but you appreciate all that he does for you, even now despite your sometimes snarky behavior. how he’s never complained once, you’ll never know.
looking at him now, you couldn’t help but rest your head, gently placing the crook of your neck over his arm. with his other arm, minghao rummages to get your blanket to cover both your bodies and nestles closer to you.
“get some rest,” minghao whispers, moving the little hairs away from your face.
“promise you’ll still be here when i wake up?”
“i wouldn’t think of leaving,” he reassures, leaving a tender kiss on your forehead.
[8:12 pm] "Minghao, you didn't have to buy me the whole store." "You're exaggerating. I bought one fourth of the store." You sigh deeply. Minghao is always spoiling you with Chanel, Tiffany & Co products, and love.
it was times like these that you wondered how minghao ever put up with you. between busy work schedules and weird sleeping phases you wondered how he was ever so patient.
truth be told, neither of you truly spent enough time together but it was understandable. it was the way that you two seemed to work. your relationship was never an afterthought, it was your here and now but it never stopped either of you from pursuing what you wanted.
neither of you jumped into the relationship at a whim. to say that it was easy was ridiculous but that was what it seemed to look like from the outside. there were so many people that jumped into relationships to feel loved. the funny thing about that was that you didn’t see the point in that.
the two of you loved yourselves as much as you loved each other so it seemed like you were perfect for each other; equally thoughtful and realistic.
the two of you made time for each other, though most of the time spent was curled up in bed.
you supposed that it wasn’t the best way about things but you made do.
there were days when you would fall asleep after hitting the bed, barely curling up against him while he browsed on his phone. you crawled next to him, resting your head on his chest as he hummed an absent tune.
you catch the faint waves of the tune, like the words left unsaid. you find bliss in the sleep while he lays there unbothered by your exhausting habits.
he has habits of his own, carefully holding you as you sleep. it is his tender embrace that makes you feel so safe though you can almost feel the giggle start to build in his chest when you sigh.
it didn’t matter if either of you were overworked or overtired, sleep would find you one way or another even if it meant falling asleep in rather uncomfortable positions. he would honestly never hold it against you, though he might have pretended to drop his phone on you a few times when he notices that you’re just staring at him.
it was about that time he would start taking selcas just to annoy you.
it was what the two of you did, even with the little sleep that you got in between the most that you cared about was the time spent together.
