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minhyun always needs to have u on set for long kdrama shoots (esp overnight) cause he gets so tired :( but once he gets some kisses from you then he'll feel energized enough to shoot the next scene skdjsk
charged
author’s note. i decided to combine this req with kyky’s one, i hope yall don’t mind!!! i also hope it’ll make your mood lighten up even a bit:( not proof read, sorry!
word count. 760
maybe it was just his character.
he was shy, introverted and preferred quiet and peace over being in a loud room filled with people.
or maybe he was just tired… exhausted even.
not an ounce of strength or energy in him to do anything. minhyun just wanted to melt into his chair, become one with it, fall asleep– no, stop. backspace. he wanted to go home, to you, to fall asleep in your arms.
but he has to finish shooting this very exhausting scene.
as much as he loved being an actor, he just let out an annoyed sigh at the mere thought of the upcoming shoot.
“where’s my super star?!”
his eyes peeked open, not moving an inch.
you barged into the room and it was like sunshine flooding through an open window. (even thought the night sky was widely displayed behind the window in the room).
“min, here you are! i’ve been looking for you! it’s so cold here, why won’t you close the window?” you asked, voice filled with excitement.
he let his eyelids drop again.
“don’t… wanna… move…” minhyun mumbled and heard you walk up and close the window.
“i stopped by a nearby cafe and brought you and staff some food! i might be broke now but at least everyone’s stomach is full” you hummed happily and the sound of your energetic footsteps reached his ears.
he couldn’t control the smile that creeped on his lips: your presence and the energy you emitted was contagious, whether he liked it or not.
“yah, mr hwang! wakey wakey!” you grinned and suddenly there were cold hands on his cheeks.
letting out a gasp, minhyun’s body jolts and eyes open wide.
“your hands…!” minhyun groaned but broke into a bigger smile upon seeing your face up close.
“are they cold? sorry… i left my gloves at your place… anyway, wake up! i brought you some coffee, warm one! and bunch of snacks – sweet bread, milk bread, chocolate croissant, muffins…” your voice was so pleasant to listen to that he zoned out, losing control over his body once again.
“…but the cashier said that they can throw in some discounts so obviously i agreed…”
just for a second. his eyelids weighed like a ton, unable to keep open. neck giving up and letting his head drop down.
“…and then a tiger ran into me…”
one more minute. he was just resting his eyes, totally listening to you and keeping track of–
“…the aliens kidnapped me but i did a flip and escaped their ship!”
minhyun slowly rose his head up and you observed his tired face. a glowing smile adorned your lips as he visibly processed what you just said.
“what?” minhyun blinked slowly and a bubbly laugh escaped your mouth.
“you weren’t listening, huh? don’t worry. here, have some coffee” you hummed and after handing him the warm paper cup, you pecked his temple.
he was just trying to keep up with the story but gave up as soon as he felt your lips brush against his skin.
the coffee was tasty, just as he liked it. while he was sipping on it and munching on the sweets, he listened to you. to attempt on keeping him awake, you decided to talk to him: starting from how your day was and finishing on the fact that you just found out the difference between chipmunks, eurasian squirrels and american squirrels.
a knock on the door interrupted your rant about hamsters (“they are just squirrels without tails!”) and all of the energy that was back in him started to flow out again.
“minhyun, we’re waiting. whenever you’re ready” one of the staff members called and he just whined, putting his food away.
“come on, baby. you can do it! let’s just get it done and we’ll go home” you encouraged him and started planting kisses on every single spot your lips could reach.
his soft cheeks, perfectly shaped nose, cheekbones, forehead… even his jaw and chin. minhyun started giggling, feeling a bit ticklish.
his battery was about 99% charged.
“i think you missed a spot” your boyfriend teased playfully and you grinned, cupping his face.
landing a tender kiss on his soft lips, you could taste the sweetness of snacks he ate. minhyun melted into the kiss, pulling you closer. you felt him smile just before he backed away suddenly.
“100%. i’ll try to be quick, baby” he hummed and stood up. you weren’t sure what he meant but minhyun’s face was glowing with excitement again.
you know…….🧐……i think i have a type when it comes to my biases…………jay is such a prime example of this.
i often think about how people say he resembles got7’s jb (who just so happens to be my got7 bias AND a former ult of mine during my ahgase days). and i TOTALLY see it omg……….
and as a diehard nu’est stan, i always thought he reminded me of minhyun. the soft, elegant gentleman vibes & the nerdiness. they’re both known for their regal presence and make headlines for their effortless chic vibes no matter what they wear. both of them are highly intelligent and have an insatiable thirst for knowledge. they both love to cook, clean and do all the house chores. they both have the tendency to be seen as calm, cool and collected at first impression, only to later be unearthed as the cutest, dorkiest goofballs ever. 🥹
jay has the modest, traditional elegance of minhyun paired with the dark, sexy edginess of jb. and that really drives me crraaazzyyy 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫
and the one thing all three share in common???? their paternal/grandpa tendencies 🥺 they’re all known for being reliable, sweet, warm, caring, and kindhearted gentlemen who adore their fellow members with all their heart and look after them 🥺 they’re also known for being reserved and domestic 🥺 and all three of them are such sunshine protectors of their fellow sunshine members 🥺 SOFT HOURS……………………………………
Happy Valentine’s day L.O.V.Es! I have something for you uwu
NU’EST planning their Valentine’s Day for their partner.
～*～♡～*～♥～*～♡～*～♥～*～♡～*～♥～*～♡～*～
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JR
JR simply surprised you with your favorite candy and some cute roses. He didn’t see a big reason to do anything else, as he knew you knew he loved you. But still in the end of the day, spending time with him was the best gift.
“Happy Valentine’s Day baby! I love you so much!”
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Aron
Aron didn’t think you’d want anything too fancy for Valentine’s Day. So he cooked your favorite meal and made a table for two in his place. Noah and KKotsooni would also join your romantic dinner.
“Happy Valentines Day!” *Noah and KKotsooni join* “And happy Valentine’s day to you too...” *Aron looks at you* “I hope you don’t mind them joining too.”
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Baekho
Baekho but all in. He bought flowers, a teddy holding a heart that said “I love you” and he also made a five star course meal for the two of you. All for you. He loves you so much and wants you to know it. And maybe he also has something else planned for you ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
“Happy Valentine’s Day babe! These flowers are for you! ... Yes I made this meal, and desert, just for you... yes I got you this teddy, but isn’t he cute? And I also have something else for you if you want... .”
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Minhyun
This awkward bean had planned the Valentine’s Day for weeks. He wanted it to be perfect for you. So he asked for help from Aron for the cooking and Baekho for other gifts. In the end of the day, he had a whole meal ready for you (mostly done by Aron) and few cute gifts like flowers and a teddy holding a heart.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, my love! Uhh... Yes, I made all of this myself... and chose this teddy for you as well.. I love you!”
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Ren
Ren went all for Valentine’s Day, but in his own way. He first sung a beautiful love song for you and then dramatically gave you his hand and guided you to your favorite ramen restaurant. He told you to order whatever you wanted. He payed for the two of you. You spend the whole day with him.
“Eat well! I have put a lot of thought into this day! I love you.”
❅ nu’est minhyun x neutral reader, established relationship.
❅ warnings: a very corny joke about frozen lol.
❅ wc: 320
❅ masterlist
❅ a/n: i am super behind sorry, i hope you enjoy this anyway!❤️
“Minhyun!” running down the stairs screaming your boyfriend’s name only happened on very specific occasions: when he got back home after being away for a long time, or when you found a bug you refused to get rid of.
This time, however, you weren’t in any of those situations, which was why Minhyun immediately got up from his place on the couch, rushing to see what was happening to you.
“Do you want to build a snowman?!” you squealed, jumping the last two steps and letting him catch you in a less than graceful manner.
Minhyun groaned audibly, letting go of your waist. “You came down running just to quote Frozen to me?”
“What? No! It’s snowing!” you cheered, pulling him towards the window. Letting go of his hand as soon as he leaned to take a look outside. “Let’s go!”
“Don’t you dare go outside like this,” he warned, pointing to your thin clothing. “You’re going to freeze AND get sick.”
“It’s fine,” you assured, grabbing the jacket hanging on the coat rack by the door. “It’s snowing!” you cheered once again.
Letting you go outside first, Minhyun went back upstairs to find another jacket for himself and warmer clothing for you, including a scarf and some gloves. Snow was covering the yard by the time he came out, and you were shivering as you approached the door.
“I told you so,” you said in his place, puffing your cheeks as your breath made small clouds in the air. “But look! I made a mini snowman.”
Minhyun looked above your shoulder at the tiny snowman with no eyes or nose, as he wrapped the scarf around your neck and zipped the jacket further up. “It’s cute,” he said simply, still focused on the fact that your fingers were frozen.
“Let’s build one together?” you offered, a big smile on your lips as you kissed his worried pout away.
The night outside. You’re watching the dark sky through a window of his car. Aron’s hand rests next to your thigh, palm leaning against the knob of gear shift. He hums along with the radio, eyes gazing at you every now and then. You only act oblivious. There’s a wandering thought that perhaps he wants to say something and though you wait, he never does, just stares. As if enchanted, but by what exactly, you cannot figure out.
A bite on your cheek. It takes you by surprise, freezing in place, because who would even think to do so? Surely not Aaron? And yet, he’s the one visible in your peripheral vision. Absurd. He’s not the one to do things as drastic, even in the privacy of his own four walls. The pain doesn’t strike you, but the tickling in your throat, an effect of holding back laughter, does turn more unbearable with each passing second. Until you can’t keep it locked any longer, and the force pulls you out of Aaron’s already weak hold.
Running a few meters to catch up to him. Aaron didn’t stop along with you, but you quickly realize it wasn’t on purpose. As your hand grabs his elbow, he turns to watch you with innocent curiosity. He doesn’t mention the moment. And though you want to scold him - leaving your s/o behind is a no joking matter - the expression on his face makes you drop the topic. Aaron continues chattering about his day, so you listen, holding onto his arm just in case he doesn’t notice your departure next time.
Awkward glances. Aaron knows it’s not right, or at least how it should be, but he’s too confused to put thoughts into words. You, on the other hand, know he wants the best, which should be enough. The key word being should. When you’re brave enough, you return one of the stares. His first instinct is to retract, but just a look away has him thinking that perhaps it’s not the best course of action. Without a second glance, he reaches forward, to open the space by his side, just in case you decide you need it.
The lack of him in general. Neither your phone, nor your senses are graced by his presence. It’s as if he has never existed, and you’re close to believing that yes, indeed, he’s just a product of your vivid imagination. That he’s someone you’ve once dreamed about, or just a silhouette from family pictures, whose face is known, but ghostly. Days pass with you suffering from a heartache and that’s all he is - a ghost.
JR
Irritating pain in your eyes. The hour is late. The day’s effect is catching up to you. It’s too difficult to keep your eyes open. Jonghyun says something, but your clouded mind doesn’t catch a word. When you ask him to repeat, he just releases a good-natured laugh, as if your tragic state was a laughing matter. It’s his fault, after all. He’s the person responsible for keeping you awake past midnight. And even his adorable reaction to your sleepiness won’t correct his wrongdoings.
Holding his baseball cap, stunned that it’s the only thing of his you have that still smells of him. It’s weird to take comfort in something so... uncommon, but you’re too desperate at this point. The painful knowledge of him being away has you resorting to the strangest. Before the cap, you clung to his favorite yogurt. Before it, there was the shampoo he always uses. And though nothing has lasting effect, the moment of breathing in a familiar smell clears your head. Just a few seconds, but painless seconds.
Fingertips on your closed eyelids. Pressure on the lashes. Breath on your cheek. Coldness by your legs. Skin skimming against skin, only to disappear in a second. The hour must be late. A little concerned, you finally open your eyes. Jonghyun sighs in surprise. Like a deer caught in headlights, he’s frozen in his spot. Guilt strikes his features. He’s sure his carelessness woke you up. But who would be mad at the sweetest guy alive? If he can’t sleep, then so can’t you. That’s the verdict.
Small words of appreciation, you didn’t realize you needed. They always take you by surprise. One would think them an ambush, meant to bring Jonghyun a gift in the form of your embarrassed smile. But just a mention of his possible hidden intentions makes his face harden. How can you assume such vile things about his motives? All the compliments are genuine! Your embarrassment is just a bonus!
Being avoided. Though you lean forward to embrace him, Jonghyun turns away. His face is unreadable, empty. Your hands manage to lock around his waist in time, but they’re obviously unwelcome there. As if you were a virus, you’re rejected. Jonghyun stands stiff in your weak hold, wordless and emotionless. It hurts. It really hurts. You’re left with no other option, but to let him go. What he wants at the moment is not you. The only right course of action is to accept it.
BAEKHO
The plush of his lips on the back of your neck. It’s in a way restless - Dongho shows no sign of wanting to stop. His legs are settled around your hips, locking you in the embrace. There are things you should be doing instead of letting him lull you into sweet comfort, but he’s never once backed from an ambush. You may be trying to work, yet you do want him to take your mind off of the stress as well.
His silence. Mouth occupied by pancakes, Dongho doesn’t speak. Every then and now he just graces you with small noises of content. Their appearance is a spark of electricity, opening your mouth in a smile. Though your work doesn’t end at making him comfort food, the progress in lifting his spirits is still a success that should be celebrated. And so, you gift yourself with the continuation of staring at Dongho’s passionate eating habits. He’s too taken by the pancakes to notice it.
Fingernails scratching stitches on your jeans. He’s nervous, this much is obvious. The empty look on his face tells you that the thoughts have taken Dongho miles away, and none of your words will be registered by his mind. The scratching turns weaker for a moment as he glances at the clock. Its ticking seems to irritate him only more. Finally, you cover his hand with your own and Dongho smiles a little. You presence alone won’t save him, but it does give him a little bit of warmth and assurance, that at the end of the day, he’s not alone.
A little yelp of excitement, so inaccurate for a man built like Dongho. Though he’s more of a big bad wolf appearance-wise, his smiling face reminds you of a baby. He dances around the room, eyes bright and happy. None of the questioning looks you shoot his way are enough to grant you an answer. Dongho ignores your stares, until he finally grabs your hands to pull you along. For a long time he doesn’t explain what the hell is going on, but when he’s acting like that, you cannot just stop him. The questions have to wait.
How his fists tighten when he’s mad. Dongho doesn’t think about hiding them, he’s too taken by the all-consuming anger. It’s a normal thing to get frustrated, but somehow, seeing him mad is... different? You’re not used to the paling insides of his fingers, an effect of limited blood flow. You know he won’t do anything, it’s just his way of offloading, and yet, somewhere deep in your mind, you’re scared. Terrified, but of the possibility it will stay this way between you and him.
MINHYUN
Reaching for his hand when the moment feels vile. Minhyun, though not a fan of publicly displayed affection, doesn’t take his fingers away. They interlock with yours, grip quick to tighten in a comforting manner. The world instantly seems a little bit more bearable. As soon as you turn to look at him, Minhyun’s gaze meets yours. There’s a question whether you’re fine. Not wanting to have him worried any longer, you nod yes. With him, you’ll be fine.
The coldness of an ice pack. Your momentary lack of focus costed you pain and tears. Now Minhyun, taking the role of a house nurse, stands behind you, holding a bundle of ice cubes and using the moment to scold you. Because how dare you hurt yourself when he’s just a few steps away? How dare you not give him a chance to save you from the dangers of living? How dare you roll your eyes when he’s teaching you an important lesson of self-preservation? And don’t even think about whining at the coldness, it’s meant to freeze!
A laptop you have completely forgotten. Though Minhyun’s attention is all on you and he’s reaching lower your back, the sound of crashing electronics forces you apart. You take a look at his swollen lips before turning to search for the source of all commotion. Minhyun’s hands fall on your thighs, still not ready to let go completely. He doesn’t seem concerned about the noise. If anything, it’s the growing distance between the two of you that he’s wary of. When you sheepishly tell him that it’s his laptop that fell, he just grunts and then pulls you back.
Washing your hands when he encircles you from behind. Minhyun’s head rests on your shoulder, meanwhile his fingers cover yours under the stream of running water. He doesn’t speak. There’s no need, you know he expects you to wash his hands as well. It’s a little thing you have a habit of spoiling him with. As you silently comply, Minhyun laughs, chest trembling against your back. Though you can’t see, you can feel his gaze on your profile.
A heavy gaze. One that pushes you down, until you’re flat against the ground, trembling in fear, because you’re its object. Minhyun won’t say a word, but he watches, as if he was feeding on your terror. But how can someone be vicious enough to put a boot on your lungs and remain silent, indifferent to the tortures they’re putting you through? Of course, he’s awaiting a grand apology, but even tired, breathless from the anger olympics, you don’t want to relent. Not when he’s not free of his own wrongdoings.
REN
The stark shape of his nose, digging itself into your cheek. Minki is trying to get a reaction out of you, but while doing so, he only causes you a meltdown inside. Instead of a grimace, he’s rewarded with a sweet smile. Minki wants to push your buttons more, the soul of a troublemaker is chewing his ear off, and yet he gives up. It doesn’t go past your attention - his defeated, but genuine smile is a sight to behold.
Delicate skin you are allowed to touch. Minki’s facing away from you, either moaning or whining, depending on what nerve you’re currently crunching. Few times he tries to swat your hands away, but you’re not that easily scared by his threats. They can’t be serious. When he makes a sarcastic comment about your great massage techniques, you act dumb and dig where it hurts him. Minki scowls, but gives up, promising he won’t open his mouth again. A few minutes is how long he can go without uttering a word.
The moment he forgets himself in the feeling of being close. Minki’s hot breath is blowing at your lips, and though you anticipate a kiss, it’s never placed. It’s as if some greater being has stopped the time for him, imprisoning Minki in the pose. Having him so close is heavenly, but just as happy as you are, the need to laugh overpowers. His eyes open at the sound, surprised. Once again, he returns to the body of a born teaser.
A pair of gloves, thrown at you seemingly out of annoyance. At least that’s what’s written on Minki’s face. Annoyance, because you’re forgetful enough to hurt yourself in the cold season. Stiff fingers have trouble putting the material on. You hesitate. Is it really okay for you take the gloves? Minki gave you them himself, but sometimes we hurt ourselves for others. It’s a reminder that he cares a lot, no matter how much of trouble he’s brought you. Or how deep is the frown on his features.
The face of disinterest. You hate it with burning passion. It’s his way of telling you that things aren’t alright between the two of you. That he feels distaste, as if he was staring at a plate of mold. Minki’s words are cold, pulled straight out of freezing temperatures. They make your back stiffen, eyes glaze over, hands tighten their grip. You want to disappear, melt away and seep through the ground to mix with the depths. Maybe then you wouldn’t have to suffer at the hands of his indifferent facial expression.
Prompt: “You’ve got to be kidding me!” - @challengingwords
Pairing: Aaron Kwak (Aron) x reader
Genre: fluff
Warnings: none
Word count: 554
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” you breathed exasperatedly, both of your hands rising to scrunch up your hair within them before you attempted to place them around the neck of the man before you instead.
Aaron laughed uneasily. “It’s not that bad, Y/N.”
“No, you’re right; it’s not that bad, it’s worse! I cannot believe I left you in charge of watching over it. What was I thinking?!”
“That your boyfriend is trustworthy?” he offered and then sighed when you narrowed your gaze on him. “Okay, so I got hungry and left the sculpture unattended for maybe five minutes. That’s all I was away for and-”
“It took five minutes for this type of destruction?!”
You had been constructing a cathedral template for an upcoming presentation at work. It wasn’t something you had just slapped together with a bit of paper and glue. No, you had painstakingly been layering it up bit by bit, spending so far four days on the project.
And just like that, it was in ruins much like the fallen cathedral the corporation you worked for wished to rebuild. You almost laughed at the irony, but the bitterness in your chest trapped it within, the finger now being pointed at yourself.
You had only yourself to blame for this.
Dropping to crouch beside the chewed up beams, you willed yourself not to cry. Aaron sat beside you. “I didn’t think Kkotsunie would do anything to it. Normally that’s Noah and he was with me watching me make some food.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“Well, no, it’s Kkot-”
“It’s mine for being stupid enough to leave it on this table,” you concluded tearfully. You were exhausted. It had been a long four days and knowing you’d have to reconstruct the whole thing almost from scratch again made you wonder why you were even bothering with the visual. You already had drawn up the 3D computer image. You wondered if that would be enough, even though you knew the opposing team had tasked Minki with their proposal. He was always your biggest competitor, and you could only imagine what amazing concept he was going for.
You were close to defeat before the race had even begun.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Aaron’s fingers had something on them. Lifting your head up, you then noticed the repaired wall on the east side of your structure. You reached out to take his hand. “Did you… did you try to repair it?”
“Yeah,” he mentioned softly. “I mean, I don’t know how you did this for as long as you did. The glue gets everywhere and-”
Moving to kiss him gently, you then smiled gratefully. “I take it back.”
“Which part?” he mused, angling his face in hopes of another kiss.
“The part where I said it was worse.”
“Can I make it better?” he offered and you waited for Aaron to continue. He grinned. “I’ll help you fix it. If we both work on it together, it won’t take nearly as long, right?”
You nodded happily. “You know, you really are a trustworthy boyfriend to have.”
“You acknowledge it now, huh?” He laughed and then picked up the pieces that were salvageable. “Shall we get cracking?”
You knew with Aaron’s help, you wouldn’t go down in ruins after all.
