Track 1: Talk Too Much
Min-Su (Player 125) x Fem!Reader
── .✦ Part of Kiwi's 1k Album Event
Warnings: pretty much all fluff , weed smoking , sfw , despite being sfw this blog is 18+
Min-Su absolutely did not want to go to this little get together Thanos was hosting. The second he got the obnoxious little ping of Thanos’s text tone in the group chat- he was already rolling his eyes and groaning at his phone.
He could really be doing…well, literally anything else. He just picked up that new book from that one series he was reading, he could start that! Or even try to beat that one level of that damn game Nam-Gyu got him hooked on. Point being- he didn’t want to go over to Thanos and Nam-Gyu’s apartment to sit in the sickly thick cloud of weed smoke while Thanos try’s to freestyle.
Sure, Se-Mi was going to be there, she already responded to the group chat saying she’d be ‘pulling up in a couple hours’. But was Se-Mi really enough of a buffer? He already had a shit week, he wasn’t sure if he could deal with a group hang out. No amount of weed could ease the annoyance that would bring.
Subconsciously already deciding not to go, Min-Su is rolling his eyes once more and tossing his phone off to the side. Maybe if he just doesn’t answer, they’d get the hint he wasn’t for it tonight.
He hears his phone ping off a particular alert, Se-Mi’s text tone.
Sitting up and grabbing his phone, assuming it was some incentive she had for him to come alone, Min-Su is fully ready to decline whatever offer she had.
But the offer he reads was one he was not expecting and quite literally the only offer he could never bring himself to turn down.
‘You come. I’ll bring my roommate.’
Suddenly he’s hopping off his bed and grabbing his keys.
He really didn’t want to go out but the promise of seeing you had his heart already racing. Min-Su could never tire of you. Any conversation he found himself having with you was so enthralling that you two would spend hours at a time just talking about anything and everything.
You would let him rant about school, the newest video game he was playing or even the boring ass thesis paper he had to do for his class. You would get this look in your eyes that would almost throw him into a trance of talking more- shining eyes, pretty smile. And you’d always let out the softest, ‘mhm’s’ before you’d ask a question that seemed like it was specifically asked to get him down a deeper rabbit hole of a rant (it was)
You would say you like when talks- something he normally hated doing around his normal group. You would look at him not through him. Yeah, he had to fucking suck it up and deal with Thanos and Nam-Gyu.
Min-Su tries to time it right, calculating the amount of time it would take for you and Se-Mi to leave your shared apartment, to drive to Thanos and Nam-Gyu’s and to get settled in before he arrives. The less time he as alone with the Nam-Gyu and Thanos the better.
And apparently he needs to study more for his calculus final becuase when Min-Su shows up to the apartment and knocks on the door only Thanos and Nam-Gyu greet him. He tries to be positive, maybe you and Se-Mi are inside the smoke filled apartment and waiting for him. He knows better though, any time you were already there you’d meet him at the door with the widest smile on your face- eyes already tinged red and giggling excitedly.
You and Se-Mi weren’t there. He’d have to deal with these two alone for a bit.
Making his way into the more than familiar apartment and shrugging off Thanos who tried to bring him into a bone crushing hug, Min-Su is hoping and praying you and Se-Mi would arrive soon.
“Min-Su!!! Mah boyyyy!!!” Thanos shouts above the music Nam-Gyu had queued up on the TV, “I’m surprised you decided to come to! You said you had a psychic test or somethin’ coming up.”
“Physicis.” Min-Su corrects, eyeing the joint in Thanos’s hand. He wasn’t usually one to smoke but to deal with this…he might need some of the flowery substance.
Seeing Min-Su look more than 3 seconds at the blunt in his hand, Thanos is shoving it his way and wrapping an arm around his shoulder, “All for you, Min-Suuuu~” Thanos coos in a sing song voice, smile widening as the smaller male takes a hit and begins to cough a bit.
“But seriously. I wasn’t expecting you to show up!” Thanos says releasing Min-Su and walking over to the fridge in the kitchen, searching for a beer.
“‘S cause his lil’ girlfriend is coming too.” Nam-Gyu is making his appearance, rounding the corner and grinning like a cat, knowing he just opened a can of worms Min-Su did not want to address around Thanos.
Thanos is whipping around and looking at Min-Su with his jaw dropped and eyes wide, “Your girlfriend?!?” Thanos says, trying to remember the last time Min-Su even spoke about a girl, “Since fucking when do you have a girlfriend!?”
Min-Su has no time to respond before Nam-Gyu is barking out a laugh, “He doesn’t have a girlfriend dumbass! Fuckin’ Se-Mi’s roommate. He’s gotta lil weird crush on her.”
Thanos’s jaw seems to drop more, “You what?! O-ohhh my god how did I not see that?!” The purple haired rapper is slamming the fridge door shut and bounding over to where Min-Su had made himself comfortable on the couch. Painted nails clap themselves over his shoulders and shake him back and forth, making Min-Su cough on his hit once again.
“I dunno, ‘s kinda fucking obvious. And weirdly enough she likes him too. Fucker’s just too dense to realize it.” Nam-Gyu grumbles, snatching the blunt out of Min-Su’s hand and plopping himself down on the couch next to him.
Min-Su’s mind is going haywire, were you really interested in him?! I mean sure, you two could talk and talk for hours and you were always so nice to him- but that didn’t mean you liked him right?
Fucking hell, he was acting like a middle schooler. His mind is speeding a million miles per minute, overthinking every interaction he’s ever had with you and wondering if he could just get the balls to ask you out. His mind is about to go down a spiral, a rapid onslaught of anxious ‘what-if’s’
“Min-Su!”
It wasn’t Nam-Gyu or Thanos’s voice. It was yours.
Coming back to reality, Min-Su sees you and Se-Mi standing in the living room. You two probably arrived when he was trying to distract himself from Thanos and Nam-Gyu’s teasing.
“Oh hey.” He says, straight face slowly morphing into a smile. Min-Su is sitting up straight on the couch and beginning to stand up. He needs to say hi to you properly!
You beat him to it, brushing past Thanos to make your way to your spot- next to Min-Su. You’re plopping down on the cushion next to him and tucking your feet up onto the couch, curling into your spot next to him.
“It’s been too long!” That pretty smile he loves so much is stretched across your face. You look at him like he’s the only one in the room, not even paying much attention to Thanos or Nam-Gyu who are now very obviously behind you making blowjob motions to Min-Su.
Shooting the two of them a glare before looking back to you, agitated look immediately melting into a mirrored smile, “Y-Yeah it has.”
You’ve completely disregarded the teasing ‘ooooh’s’ and ‘ahh’s’ of Nam-Gyu and Thanos. Hell, you didn’t even flinch at the echoing slaps that ring out when Se-Mi swats the duo’s head with a hushed ‘shut the fuck up.’
You simply prop your elbow up on the back of the couch and rest your cheek in your palm, going on with your conversation, “how’d that civics exam go? I ‘member you had that one midterm the last time I saw you.”
Fuck, and there you go again just talking to him. You seem genuinely interested, bringing up that stupid test he took weeks ago. Maybe you’re just being kind? I mean, it’s normal to check in with friends and their tests!
“It went well, I got a 92 I think, could have done be-“
“Min su! Shut up! A 92?! That’s insane!” You cut him off before he could get the slightest bit of self deprecation out, your wide eyes showing a genuine excitement that makes him feel higher than any of the weed he’s smoked so far. “Ugh!!! You’re so smart, I dunno how you do it.”
He chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck, “ahh, it’s really nothing. I’m just interested in the classes.” It’s dismissive, something that makes you roll your eyes and kiss your teeth.
“Ya gotta be more proud of yourself! Nothin’ wrong with a lil hubris.” Min-Su can’t help but smile at your words, beginning to laugh along with you. You always did that, made him loosen up. Your presence was addicting and he couldn’t get enough of it.
Moving a little closer, you’re making sure your thighs touch his. Se-Mi had promised you that Min-Su returned your crush so when you tagged along to the group get together, you had only one thing in mind- talking to Min-Su.
You adored him. It was so cute how he would need to warm up to you almost anytime he saw you- starting with short but kind responses and then morphing into conversations. If you got him talking, Min-Su would ramble on passionately about his studies or hobbies. When he got comfortable, anxiety waining, with a wide smile he would go on and on about whatever you steered the conversation towards.
You remember one time he apologized for talking too much, you’re pretty sure you drilled it in his head that he could never talk too much around you- telling him over and over how much you adored him and his talking.
As the night goes on and more and more blunts get passed around, the laughter just continues. All of you have gone through at least six card games, the remnants of uno and blackjack still spread out on the coffee table. Board games little the floor, half played and forgotten once all of you realized you were a little too high to deal with complicated rules.
Moving on to some other form of entertainment, the gaming console was booted up and all five of you were crowded around the TV. With how foggy the room was, thick with smoke from what seems to be the 10th blunt of the night, the TV casts a vibrant color through the haze- the sounds of the next Mario Kart game ringing out.
“Sooo you been playing any new video games?” Your head falls to Min-Su’s shoulder, making him jump a little as he rips his eyes away from the intense battle between Se-Mi and Nam-Gyu on rainbow road. He turns his head towards you slightly, drawing in a shaky breath when he realizes your closeness.
“Mhm…a couple.” He says, voice soft, body tense. You nuzzle your head into his shoulder, trying to ease his tension, “tell me about ‘em” you respond, nudging his side playfully.
“Ahh,I really don’t want to bore you, you know how I can get, I’ll start ranting and make your ears bleed.”
“I like it when you talk.”
It’s such a simple thing for you to say but it makes Min-Su feel so much. He’s well aware his friend group wasn’t the best, Nam-Gyu and Thanos often talked over him. If Se-Mi wasn’t there he was quiet for the most of their hangouts. He never really cared that much because in all honesty, his mind worked so fast he often would rather sit in his own thoughts then join in on the conversation (more often than not, it was about something unbelievably dumb so Min-Su was best not joining in)
“What do you wanna know?” Min-Su says, shifting, turning more towards you and leaning his back on the arm rest of the couch. “Given me an opening so broad I’m not sure where to start. You’re gonna get me going on for hours.”
Then he laughs. Not a nervous or anxious laugh but a genuine, boisterous laugh that even makes you being to giggle along with him. No longer feeling the need to be in a protective bubble of sorts, he’s just happy to be around you.
Then he just talks. He almost becomes a different person, maintaining eye contact he begins to tell you all about this hard level he just had beaten before he came here. He talks with his hands, his movements becoming more emphasized the longer he talks- falling into a deep rabbit hole of discussing interests he hadn’t been able to discuss at length.
And you just listen. Nodding along to his words adding small little surprised ‘oohhh’s’ or ‘mhm’s’, genuinely entranced with the knowledge he seems to be bestowing upon you about this game you honestly forgotten the name of already. He’s so endearing when he opens up like this, reaching out and grabbing your thigh to shake you when he’s overly excited or grab your hand to mimic a motion he had to do with the controller.
This is the Min-Su you adore, the inner him that he often didn’t let out.
“You should play with me sometime-“ Min-Su nearly chokes on his words when he realizes just what he says. Were you gonna take it weird?! Did he say something stupid?! His mind is reeling, apparently this strain Thanos had them all smoking made his anxiety worse, so much worse.
“I mean, like…if you want- if not I can just send you a link to the game and you can play it that way y-you don’t have to play with me exactly-“
You don’t even here most of his ramblings, you’re fixated fully on him. Dark eyes a little bit hazy from the blunt, hair falling over his eyebrows creating shadows that contour his face, plump lips being wet by his pink tongue- fuck, he looks so good.
“I’m- fuck I’m sorry, I’m rambling. If I’m talking too much, just shut me up. I just-“ Min-Su’s eyes once again dart around anxiously.
Face reddened and becoming overly aware of how close you two were, sat facing each other with knees touching. He can smell your perfume. It’s so strong it over takes the acrid smell of weed that lingers in the apartment.
Not caring about anyone else in the room, you’re grabbing his face with both hands, forcing him to look at you.
“Min-Su.” You say is name in a calm purr, trying to get him to focus back on you.
When he finally looks back to you, you make your move. Pressing your lips to his, you hold him still in your hands. You can feel the way his body goes rigid with surprise, you’re almost positive his eyes are wide open.
Rubbing a thumb across his cheek, he eases into the kiss- still nervous but you can feel his lips begin to move slowly against yours. Each movement uneasy, like he’s scared he’d fuck everything up.
It’s soft, slow, gentle. Min-Su is overwhelmed with the taste of you, your strawberry lipgloss coating his lips with each brush against yours.
Pulling away slowly, your hand remains on his cheek. Eyes fluttering open, you’re met with a blushing Min-Su.
“I’d love to play the game with you, silly.” You say, thumb wiping off the remnants of your lip gloss that’s left, “Better yet why don’t you come over this weekend and we can play split screen- I actually just bought the DLC for the new update.”
You knew the game you let him ramble on about. You just let him go on and on about mechanics of a game you already played and now you’re asking him to come over to your house to play it?!
“Did they lace the weed?”
You look at him incredulously, “I’m sorry, what?”
“No like…they laced this. They had to. I’m dreaming.” He says with a soft laugh of disbelief. Genuinely beginning to think he was going insane and or he had fo be dreaming.
You bark out a laugh and shake your head, “Not laced. I smoked the same shit and I’m all good! High as fuck but ‘m chill.”
You rub your thumb over his cheek one more time before dropping your hands to your lap and leaning in close to him, noses almost touching, “I wanna spend time with you. I would love to play that game with you. You aren’t dreaming and this is real.”
You place another quick, gentle kiss to his lips, “That make it real enough?” You tease.
Min-su nods slowly, still in an odd state of shock this is how his night turned out, “Yeah..” he mutters bashfully, “and I-if I’m talking to much can you do that again?”
You giggle, reaching to grab his face once more. Kiss after kiss, you pepper his face with your lips before kissing him properly. “I’ll do it whenever you want.”
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