#minje fluff

[atetheluck]

MAKE UP

fictober day 8 | fic number 17

pairing: choi minje x reader

genre: fluff.

warnings: EYELINER PAIN. (not really), nothing much actually.

age rating: all ages.

a.n: STAN KICKFLIP + THIS ONE IS SOOOO SHORT IM SORRY.

"Stay still." Your eyes were laser focused on his waterline, carefully filling it in with a brown eyeliner.

"I swear to God, if you poke me in the eye with that, I'll kill you." You ignore his statement and continue to carefully do his makeup. You were both seated on the couch with you on his lap, carefully doing his makeup for the first time. Minje, of course, denied and was skeptical of your skills, but eventually, he couldn't say no to your smile.

"It stings, itstingsitstingsitstings.." He quietly complains. The entire problem was because he kept blinking and blinking and blinking when you specifically told him not to. "Stop blinking then." Minje winces, who knew eyeliner could hurt this much.

"Why is it taking so long?" Correct answer: he keeps moving. "You won't stop blinking and moving." You pull out your eyeshadow pallette, and Minje just stares at you. "What's that for?" You stare back in disbelief. "You seriously don't know what eyeshadow is? have you ever opened your eyes while the staff does your makeup?"

He simply shakes his head no. "How??" You mutter. "How much longer will this take?" You ignore him again, now applying eyeshadow.

When his eye makeup was done, it was his lips up next. "You're not gonna put on like.. hot pink lipstick.. are you?" You were just offended. "No, that would not look good on you."

You pull out a lipgloss out of your makeup bag. "Not too much please." You open the lipgloss without looking, like you've done it a thousand gimes before. "Who's the makeup pro here, you or me?" Silence. "Thought so."

After maybe fifteen minutes, he was done. You gave him a mirror, and he actually kinda loved it. "It looks nice." You stand in front of him proudly with a face that screams 'i did that'.

"Now can i finally get ready for the get together?" You start packing up your makeup and nod. "Yes you may."

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[always1heartis1]

¡¿ 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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[talkingsaxy]

PHOTOS YOU'VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND MINJE

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[pandacherryblossoms]

Here are some headcannons about Minje…

…because I’m obsessed with his duality — how can he be so cute and playful off stage, but so sexy and commanding on stage. That contrast literally never leaves my mind…

Genre: Fluff, Smut MDNI 18+

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, BDSM themes, Dominance, Restraint, Brat taming, Verbal teasing, Dirty talk, Edging, Prolonged sexual teasing



SFW

• Dating Minje means constant laughter. He’s always teasing you — playfully tugging at your clothes, poking your cheek, making dumb jokes just to hear you groan. But the second you genuinely need comfort, he shifts without hesitation.

• He’ll dramatically throw himself across the couch and demand your attention like he’s a starved kitten. “Why aren’t you obsessed with me right now? Hello???”

• You swear he has a radar for when you’re trying to concentrate — because that’s exactly when he decides to come up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist, and start swaying side to side like you’re dancing in a kitchen commercial.

• Likes to hold your face in both hands and squish your cheeks until you’re pouting, then kiss you like it’s the most serious thing he’s ever done.

• He play-fights with you over everything. Who gets the last fry. What to watch. Who loves who more. But you always win, because he lets you.

• When you’re falling asleep, he’ll trace shapes on your skin and whisper the dumbest things just to hear your sleepy laugh. “If I was a bug, would you still date me?” (He means it. He needs to know.)

NSFW

• In bed, Minje’s a completely different person. The teasing doesn’t disappear — it just turns meaner. More deliberate. The kind that leaves you breathless and squirming because he knows exactly how to ruin you.

• He’s a brat tamer through and through. All that playful energy melts into sharp control when you push his buttons — and you always do, just to see how far he’ll take it.

• His tone drops, eyes locked on you like he’s daring you to test him again. “Go on. Say that one more time. See what happens.”

• His hands are strong, commanding. He’ll pin your wrists above your head, grip your jaw to make you look at him, or hold you still when you’re getting too desperate. “You don’t get to move until I say so.”

• Loves edging you. He’ll drag it out just because he enjoys watching you beg, voice full of mock sympathy. “Oh no, was that almost it? That’s too bad. Guess we’ll try again.”

• He lives for your reactions — the way you fall apart under him. Eye contact is a must. He wants you looking up at him, glassy-eyed, lips trembling, absolutely wrecked.

• He doesn’t stop after the first orgasm. Or the second. Or the third. He’ll fuck you through every wave of pleasure, coaxing you further until you’re too dazed to even think.

• The filth that comes out of his mouth when he’s in control is something else entirely. “You’re mine. All of this—” (he’ll squeeze your thigh, your hips, wherever he has you pinned) “—belongs to me.”

• Aftercare is affectionate, but still got that teasing edge. He’ll clean you up, kiss your forehead, then whisper, “You’ll behave next time, won’t you?” knowing full well you won’t.

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