Choose | Shownu x Hyungwon x Reader Random Ass Mini Fic Bc MX Ruins My Life Sometimes
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situationship, minorly suggestive towards the end, love triangle, fade to black, under 1k words
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I actually wanna do a way longer SH x HW x Reader, possibly with parts with lots of smut and tension eventually, so hopefully this is a good test to see if anyone's interested hahaha. Their new music video gave me sooo many ideas!!
In retrospect, you probably should’ve just left & gone home for the day when Hyungwon texted you:
“Come upstairs. We need to talk to you.”
Because nothing good had ever followed those words. Especially not with the 3 of you. You walk in the room, squinting softly at the bright lights for a moment before you look at both of them.
Hyungwon leaning over the table. Shownu on top of it. You cross your arms.
"You boys fighting again?”
Shownu doesn’t look at you right away, just keeps staring at the metal table that he’s sitting on, hands resting against his knees like he’s letting Hyungwon handle the conversation.
“You need to choose,” Hyungwon says, ignoring your comment.
Your eyebrows lift. “Choose?” you repeat, biting back a scoff. “What exactly does that mean?”
Hyungwon huffs a small laugh at that, shaking his head. "What else would I mean?” he asks, slowly throwing his hands out to the side and gesturing between him and Shownu. “One of us. You need to pick.”
You stand there, your eyes going from Hyungwon to Shownu, waiting to hear from him. When he still doesn’t say anything, you stare at him for a second longer before leaning your head forward slightly, brows lifting.
“Hello?” you prompt. "Shownu?"
He pushes himself off the table, fingers hooking around the straps across his chest as he looks at you now. “Just answer him,” he says calmly.
You let out an actual scoff this time, lifting your chin just barely. “No," you say.
Shownu’s head drops again. Hyungwon just looks at you. “Then we make the decision for you,” he says.
“You two?” You let out another laugh. “You guys are actually communicating now? That is an interesting development considering you two argued about what to eat last week.”
He doesn’t laugh. “Stop,” he says, his voice calm. Your smile falters a bit. “Stop doing that. You do this every time.”
You tilt your head, blinking for a second before you speak. “Do what?”
“Stall,” Shownu’s voice cuts through. You turn to him now. “You stall because you don’t want to admit it.”
You push your lips together. “Admit what? I'm sorry, but what exactly are you two trying to say?"
“That you want both,” Hyungwon says quickly, eyes locked on yours. You freeze. "You want both of us."
Your brows pull tight as you look back at Hyungwon, shaking your head once like you genuinely can’t comprehend what he just said. “Both?” You force a laugh again, shorter. “That’s—that's ridiculous.”
Hyungwon moves around the table, stepping a little closer to you. “Is it?”
Your mouth opens as you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. “Yes,” you say, but it comes out quieter than you meant it to.
“Then choose,” Hyungwon says again.
You look at him, then back over to Shownu. “No," you repeat.
Hyungwon huffs this time. “Why?”
You turn your head to him. “Because,” you respond quickly.
“Because why?” Shownu asks.
“Because..." you look down around you, trying to think of literally anything else. "Because. This is stupid."
“What’s stupid,” Hyungwon says, leaning down onto the table again, his voice dropping lower, “is acting like we’re asking because we don’t already know.”
You look back and forth between both of them. Heat creeps up the back of your neck. Not because they’re wrong… but because they just said it out loud. The one thing none of you were ever supposed to name. The one thing that always felt impossible.
“Fine,” you say, quiet at first, looking down. “I’ll choose.”
Shownu waits with that patient look of his. Hyungwon just stares at you like he already knows what you’re going to do, deflect again. Run away. But not this time. The room feels smaller. Heavier. Every second making your pulse hit harder than it should at the thought.
“Say it,” Hyungwon says quietly.
You lift your head.
“Both.”
The room goes dead silent.
You fold your arms again, tilting your chin. “You wanted an answer? Well, there it is. I want both of you." Your eyes move from Hyungwon to Shownu, letting what you just said sink in before you continue. “So now what?”
Hyungwon leans back against the table, his eyes dragging over you in a way that feels entirely different now. Worse… or maybe better. You haven’t decided that yet.
He glances over to Shownu, brows raised almost curiously at him. Shownu returns the look with the slightest smirk. You swallow.
“Now… now we can stop pretending,” Hyungwon says calmly, turning his head back to you. “And focus on something else instead.”
He pushes off, circling around you slowly. Shownu moves in the opposite direction, quietly fixing his rolled-up sleeve as he circles around you, too.
You look back and forth between them, heat pooling low in your stomach but not just out of nervousness. Something far more exciting brewing underneath it all.
"Focus on… what?” You ask, voice quieter.
Shownu stops behind you. You feel his breath ghost over your neck. “You," he whispers low in your ear.
Your breath catches. You look back over your shoulder at him, and he just smiles softly at you, his hands coming to rest on your waist gently from behind. You lean back into him, letting him hold you against his hard body before Hyungwon's voice brings you back to him.
“You really should’ve just picked one,” he murmurs.
You turn back toward Hyungwon only to realize he’s already there, his eyes dark with something that makes your thighs clench together.
“Yeah?” you breathe, your voice growing more steady, confident. “But tell me something…”
You step forward, closing any distance left between you & Hyungwon, wrapping your arms around his neck. Shownu’s grip tightens on your waist, & you glance back at him, biting your lip & then back to Hyungwon again, smiling slowly.
I laid in bed wide awake staring into the darkness. It had been quiet for a couple of hours now, Kihyun had tended to the wound on my head surprisingly tenderly and then had fallen asleep almost as soon as he had laid down. After fighting with him over sleeping arrangements and getting me to change into a loose shirt and shorts, I figured the sooner he gets to sleep the sooner I could leave. So, even when he crawled underneath the covers behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist, I didn’t complain. I needed him to sleep as soon as possible so I could get the fuck out of here. His even breaths behind me were the only sound in the cold, dark room and I had been straining my ears to hear beyond the door, but everything was still. It was the kind of silence where there was nothing to focus on except the ringing in your ears.
Finally deciding I had waited long enough, I carefully lifted Kihyun’s arm off me. He didn’t stir and I counted my blessings as I slipped out of bed. I considered putting my shoes back on, but they were heels and I needed to be fast. Unfortunately, as much as I loved them, I should leave them behind. Not only would I not be able to run in them, but they would be too loud. Barefoot would afford me the quietness this escape required. I tiptoed across the room, cautiously opening the door hoping it didn’t make noise. I didn’t open it much, just enough for me to slink through it and I didn’t bother closing it behind me. I sprinted down the hallway on the balls of my feet hoping they would reduce the sound of my bare skin slapping against the cold concrete. My breathing was quiet, but erratic as my heart pounded in my chest.
I needed to get out of here. The second I was no longer useful to them, I’d be killed. I had no doubt about that. I could worry about who I kept company with that was involved with them later. Now was all about leaving and finding someone to help me, maybe someone that would hide me, or that would let me borrow their phone. It was nearly pitch black, only a dim floor light illuminating my way. I thanked my lucky stars that this place wasn’t a maze of halls and doors, it made it easier to sprint down the hall without second guessing which way I should’ve been going. Perhaps that hesitance would have been better suited to the situation anyway as my foot caught on something only a mere ten to fifteen feet from the door.
I tripped over whatever it was, my body hitting the unforgiving concrete floor hard, knocking the wind out of me. I groaned softly, gritting my teeth against the pain blossoming from my ankle, knees, and chest. A quick check to see what I got caught on would have been a mystery if the subtle glint the hall lights shone on the thin piece of fishing line hadn’t glimmered. A trap, one that was essentially designed to be invisible. The quick click of a tongue had goosebumps rising over my flesh.
“I really thought you were smarter than that doctor.”
The hall flooded with light at the flick of a switch, my eyes burning at the sudden introduction. Kihyun’s expression was full of amusement, tapping the trip wire with one foot.
“Disappointed, but not surprised.”
The chuckle that left him was my undoing. The fury and terror mixed into one within me as a dangerous cocktail. I was fed up being toyed with and before I could even convince myself to come up with some kind of half-cocked plan at the very least, I lunged at Kihyun. The attack caught him off guard, but he was still faster than me. His hand caught my wrist before I could make contact with skin, and in one smooth motion, used my momentum against me to force me back to the ground. I screamed in frustration, fighting to gain the upper hand, but failed as he pinned me beneath him. He slammed my arms against the cold concrete, his lower half settling over my hips, immobilizing me.
“Did I strike a nerve?” He smirked down at me, jovial.
“I’m tired of your shit. Let me go or kill me, I don’t care, but if I have to spend one more fucking minute with any of you, I’ll find a way to kill you myself.”
“Such animosity.” Kihyun feigned surprise, his features morphing into one of mock concern. “I think it’s important we work through this anger. Harboring such negative emotions isn’t healthy, as I’m sure you know well doctor. It must be so difficult having to listen and work through other people’s emotions without reciprocity, right? Let’s talk about your feelings and what we can do to turn those negatives into positives.”
“I fucking hate you.”
He sucked in a breath through his teeth, his head tilting to the side as if he were solving some complicated puzzle before him.
“Hate, is such a strong word. It gets thrown around too easily. See, I think to truly hate someone, you have to know them, and you, dear doctor, don’t know me well enough to hate me.”
“I know what you do and how many people you’ve hurt to accomplish it. That’s all I need to know.”
“That’s only surface level. Shouldn’t you of all people understand that more than the common person? I’m honest about who I am, more than many of the people you think you know. I don’t hide behind pretty lies and the world’s skewed expectation of morality unlike everyone else. If you ask me, that makes me far less frightening than the individuals you see every day.”
“You’re wrong. Everyone has their demons, but that doesn’t mean they’re all as fucked up as yours.”
Kihyun rolled his eyes, stretching my arms up and over my head. He swapped both wrists to one hand, his face leaning closer to mine and despite my best attempts at clinging to the anger he instilled in me, his proximity was impossible to ignore. Clear brown eyes and soft hair to match. Hell, I could even smell his shampoo wafting from this distance. I was unsettled with how keen my senses became with him so close. I firmly reminded myself who he was, a murderer, one with not some much a sliver of remorse for the things he’s done.
I turned my head, chanting the word in my mind. Kihyun’s hand gripped my jaw, the strength in his fingertips painful as he turned my head back to him.
“I don’t mean the demons themselves. I’m talking about the lengths at which people go through to conceal them. To keep those skeletons in their closets indefinitely. Those people aren’t the bad ones though, are they? Because ignorance is bliss, right? You’re all trained to be afraid of those of us who don’t hide who we are or how we see the world, when in reality, you should be scared of the people right under your fucking noses pulling those marionette strings.”
“Whoever it is you’re looking for. That’s who you’re talking about, isn’t it?”
Kihyun’s jaw clenched, that bitterness in his eyes sharpening to something icier as they wandered from mine. Even if he didn’t confirm my suspicions, his body language was obvious. Whoever this person was, there was history between them. A past wretched enough to leave Kihyun emotionally closed off except for the clear distaste he held for them.
“Who are they?”
He slowly drifted his gaze back to mine, the pain in his nearly suffocating in its intensity, wry smile curling one corner of his lips.
“Even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me.”
“You’re probably right, but I still deserve to know who it is you think I can bring to you.”
“No.” He said simply, releasing the hold on my face.
“No?” I parroted in disbelief.
“You don’t trust me. Not that I can blame you, doctor, because I don’t trust you either. Information like that is only privy to those I know won’t use it against me. You’re not one of them. When, or if, that changes, then I’ll tell you.”
“I’m not interested in being your damsel in distress.” I glared, hating that insufferable chuckle he let out every time I said something he found amusing.
“Then don’t play as my damsel.” He grinned, wild look resurfacing in his molten chocolate pools. “Play as my Bonnie.”
Shownu’s elbow bumped yours as you both worked on washing the dishes. You giggled after he made you drop the plate back into the water. The slight slosh of the water dampening the counters edge.
“Careful,” he instructs and you look at him in surprise.
“You made me drop it!” You chide and he laughs which makes you smile bigger. “Last one,” you say handing him the now clean plate and he takes it drying it while you empty the sink and rinse it out.
You lean back on the edge of the counter as you watch him put away the last of the dishes. The long lean line of his body catching you attention as well as the flex of his arm muscles as he places the plate high in the cabinet. He turns, but you can’t help yourself. His gaze falls on you. The atmosphere seemed to shift around. Wordlessly he neared you before tossing the dish towel onto the counter. You tipped your head back to look up at him. His dark eyes staring deep into yours.
“I like you,” he says softly. His hand reaching out to touch your waist. You don’t move and he takes it as sign to continue. “And I have a feeling you feel the same.”
“Maybe,” you offer and he tries to hide his smile before leaning down.
“Maybe? That’s all I get?” He asks, his voice teasing as his breath fans down your neck. You shiver and start to reach out to touch his stomach.
His lips brush down your temple. Your body reacts and you arch into him, pressing against him. He grins, proud of the reaction he is able to elicit.
“Shownu,” you murmur.
“Mmm?” He asks, his mouth nearing yours.
“Kiss me?” You ask and he does.
You kiss him back and it’s like a thousand stars bursting to life inside of you. He presses you back against the sink edge as your nails skim down his abs. He lifts you with ease and a spill of giggles leave you. After he shifts placing you on the counter he slides between your knees and you let him, arms wrapping around his shoulders, and his hands on your lower back. The kissing ends and he leans back to study you.
“Don’t stop,” you plead and reach for his shirt to pull him back into you. He smirks as you tug.
He comes willingly after a moment, his mouth on yours and you moan into him.
“I don’t want to stop,” he confesses.
“So don’t.”
“Stay the night then,” he breathes, his nose brushing yours, both of your eyes closed as you pant for air. You were on the edge and if you stayed tonight you knew you wouldn’t be able to stay to yourself.
“I shouldn’t.”
“Why not?” He asks, rocking back on his heels.
Your hair was mussed, lips swollen and red, as you stare at him. “Because if I stay I don’t think I can keep to myself.”
“Maybe that was my plan,” he teases making you blush hotter.
He brushes his lips against yours before stepping back and letting his gaze run over you. You stare back at him, heart racing before you look away, cheeks flaming hot and your body aching for you to say yes.
“I can’t, not yet,” you whisper still not looking at him. He steps closer, grasping your hand and bringing your knuckles to his lips.
“And that’s okay.”
You turn your gaze back to his and he nods reassuringly.
“We take our time.”
“Okay.”
You both grasp your glasses and move to his sofa. You curl up against the armrest and watch him as he stretches out beside you.
“I will sleep well now,” you confess. “Full of delicious food and good wine.”
“I’m glad I could help.”
You lean into his touch as he strokes your cheek. “Thank you for coming tonight.”
“Of course!” You smile and lean into his side. His arm folds around you as you get comfortable together.
“Can you stay for a movie?”
“Of course.”
He grabs his remote control and starts a movie before reaching and grabbing an extra throw blanket to keep you warm. You smile immediately before looking at him.
“Thank you.”
“Anytime,” he responds before leaning down to kiss you again.
genre: angst, fluff, smut, established relationship au, being with ur bf before he enlists, basically </3
word count: 2.4k+
warnings: explicit sexual content, cheesy as all hell, y/n has a small size kink lol
summary: spending the last night with him before he enlists.
rating: 18+ (mdni)
author’s note: surprise fic! i wrote this last week to cope with my military wifery, and i finally had to chance to edit it today (if u know where the title came from... chef’s kiss we are best friends). i’ve been feeling pretty meh lately and i missed shownu so bad so this is very cheesy and hastily edited but i literally don't care ok bye hope that this makes up for my inactivity lately :)
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[library] [monsta x library]
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You were fine. Perfectly fine, until you saw Minhyuk shave his head in front of a camera for the whole world to see.
You were, of course, off camera; he likes to tell you that the world isn’t ready for what you two have. Not yet, at least. It didn’t matter though, because the melancholic emotions flooded into your heart the second that buzz of the razor sounded.
It’s just a year and a half, you told yourself beforehand. If anything, you were excited for him. Your beloved boyfriend would have a well-deserved break from the non-stop, hustle and bustle that is his job. He would have a break from doting on his brothers constantly, even though he never actually complained about it. Unfortunately, it didn’t stop you from dreading the day that he had to leave you.
“Baby?” Hyunwoo asked softly, craning his head to the side to take a closer look at your face. You were smiling at his place and around his members but now, in the comfort of your own home cuddling with him on the couch, a small frown manifested in between your brows.
You bit your bottom lip, snuggling closer to his side before you answered, “Is it selfish that I want you to stay?”
He chuckled, “Not sure if it’s selfish when thousands of people want me to stay. Besides, you know that I have to go. It’s a law.”
“Humph,” you pouted, tucking your head underneath his chin, “Fuck the law.”
“Watch out, you’re starting to sound like Changkyun,” he teased, taking the chance to wrap his arms around your waist. With a gentle tug, he coaxed your body into his lap, allowing you to straddle his thighs. At first, you didn’t say a word in response. You just sat there and moped until he couldn’t take the sight of it any longer. He hated to see you upset, and he was afraid that his teasing went a little too far.
“I’m sorry. I know that this is hard on you,” he apologized wistfully, gifting you a rueful peck on the nose.
“I just don’t understand why you have to go. You’ve already served, in my eyes,” you expressed with a forced smile, trying your best to keep your downcast mood from affecting him. Luckily, it seemed to have worked because his eyes started to crinkle; all cute and endearing, just like they always did when he laughed.
His head tilted back as a full, throaty chuckle slipped from his lips, and the sight instantly lifted your low spirits. The sweet sound of his laugh continued as you took note of his face, wanting so badly to memorize his every feature before he left.
His nose; his smile; his eyes. The way that he always made you laugh without fail. The way that he was your pillar of support when you were going through a rough time; a true, unmovable mountain of unwavering protection and loyalty. Even with his head shaved, covered up by a backwards baseball cap, you were able to recognize that he was still there, and those exact qualities remained.
Then, it dawned on you. Instead of feeling upset or guilty about him leaving, you wanted to fill whatever time that you had left with him with something else.
“Dance with me?” you asked after pushing yourself off of his lap, offering your hand, “Please? Like we used to?”
Hyunwoo smiled at your reminder. When you two first started going out, date nights consisted of at-home, private meetings. Then, to liven things up one night, Hyunwoo took his phone out and played a slow, cheesy ballad. He extended a palm to you, took you by the waist, and slowly danced in the middle of your messy and cluttered kitchen. You two haven’t done it in some time, and you weren’t sure why. Perhaps, it was because you’ve both been so busy as of late. But now, you wanted to experience it one last time.
That is until he returns.
So, he took his phone out and played a song. The music reached your ears in no time, and you recognized it immediately as the song. The first song that you danced to.
“A throwback,” you remembered, grinning as he placed his phone on the coffee table and turned the volume up. Once the volume was at a level that satisfied him, he took your outstretched palm and tugged you in, breathing in the scent of your freshly washed hair.
You threw your arms around his neck as his hands gripped at your waist protectively. Eventually, he pulled you in close, swaying to the strings of the soft ballad, basking in the sensation of his heart beating against your skin. He peered into your eyes with such tenderness; such affection and love that you ached, and you couldn’t hold it in any longer.
Your countenance crumbled in front of his eyes when tears began to well up in the corner of your eyes. You tried to blink them away but he was so close to your face that he noticed instantly.
“Oh, baby…” he said softly, reaching up to your cheek to wipe the tears from your face, “It’s going to be alright. I’ll be alright. We’ll be alright.”
You sniffled, nodding as you hug him tighter. As a response, he gently patted the top of your head to calm you.
“Just don’t do anything stupid when I’m not there. We do stupid things together, so remember that, ok? Promise me,” you pleaded before looking at his face, all glassy-eyed and pretty that Hyunwoo couldn’t believe his luck.
“I hereby promise to not do stupid stuff when you’re not there,” he agreed cheekily, continuing to move with the music. He wasn’t sure if his promise was enough but it seemed to have worked. A small smile crept onto your face when he said it, so surely, he was successful.
So, you two continued to dance for the duration of the song, pulling away only when Hyunwoo felt like twirling you around. But even when the music finished and the space was filled with silence, you didn’t pull away. You wanted to savour the sensation of his body close to yours; the all-consuming feeling that you got when the warmth of his skin seeped into you.
The urge prompted you to connect your lips with his, your tongue quickly slipping past the confines of his lips fervently. You must’ve kissed him millions of times but that one felt different; more urgent, you thought. You yearned for him and his touch, even though he was right there in your arms. Maybe it was because it felt final, but you knew that such a feeling would be temporary. He would return to you, but it just wouldn’t be for a little while.
So, you allowed yourself to simply let go. Every push and pull was met with equal energy, and by the time your mouths parted from each other for some much-needed oxygen, you were perched on the kitchen counter with your legs wrapped around his waist.
“Make love to me. Please,” you begged him in a ragged whisper, breath fanning against his cheek as his lips trailed down the curve of your neck. He pulled away only to see your lips slightly reddened from passion, gaze filled with unbridled devotion and desire.
Nuzzling your nose with his, he nodded, grabbing you by your thighs and easily hoisting you upward. Instantly, you locked your ankles around the base of his back as he carried you in the direction of your bedroom, continuing to lave at your neck with his tongue, soft lips, and gentle bites.
In no time, you two made it to your bedroom. It was pretty impressive considering that he was walking backwards the entire time, but the ease at which he navigated your home with you clinging to his torso didn’t surprise you anymore. It wasn’t like that was the first time that he’s done it.
With a swift kick, the door slammed closed. It was pretty loud, but you ignored it in favour of his lips moving against yours and his large hands palming at your ass possessively. Even as you felt the mattress hit your back, you didn’t stop. Rather, you shuffled backward in response to his body hovering over you, breath hitching against the crook of his neck when his thigh slotted between your legs.
Before long, clothes were shed and a hand made its way between your thighs, rubbing tight circles into your most sensitive of places. A gasp escaped your lips, and the pleasant sensation restricted you from keeping your eyes open. However, you couldn’t bear to close them, not when he was staring into your soul like he was. Your eyelids fluttered and your breathing started to come out in hitched, staccato-like breaths, all because you struggled to keep your eyelids from slipping closed.
Upset that you were receiving all of the attention, you reached out to him. However, he shook his head. You wanted to ask why; to pout and plead for him but the words never made their way out of your mind.
His fingers shifted their motions, instead choosing to rub each side of your clit up and down in a teasing fashion. Then, you felt the pads of his fingers wander down to your entrance, simpering when he found you wet and ready. With a single, smooth motion, two of his digits glided inside, not stopping until the heel of his palm made contact with your clit.
Then, his fingers curled just right. He pressed the pads of his fingers against your walls continuously, and you couldn’t help but squeeze your eyes shut with a wanton moan. You squirmed underneath him, revelling in the constant kisses and soft sucks against your neck and your breasts, all while canting your hips against his hand for more pressure or increased speed. You weren’t entirely sure what you needed yourself, but you just wanted more.
“More?” he had asked, causing your eyes to flutter open. Your line of vision was greeted by him gazing down at you; impassioned with concentration. You didn’t realize that you verbalized your thoughts in the midst of pleasure, but you nodded anyway.
Upon your agreeance, he smiled before leaning down to capture your lips in another ardent kiss. In the midst of your touches, he removed his fingers from your core slowly, ignoring the whining noise that you made as a result. He gathered the wetness that seeped out of your entrance with his palm before touching himself, groaning against your lips as he did so.
You took note of it, slowly pulling away from his lips to peer downward, instantly aroused at the sight of his large, veiny hand stroking his cock. He was visibly hard, the head of him red and almost angry as he continued his ministrations. That in combination with the low moans and shaky breaths made your pussy clench lewdly.
That didn’t go unnoticed by him, though. In response to your neediness, he grasped at the base of his cock and slid himself over your wet core, the head of him catching against your swollen clit. You whined shamelessly, biting at your lower lip as you begged, “Get inside me, already.”
He chuckled, pressing his forehead against yours as you pouted, his free hand pressing your left hip down into the mattress. Instantly, you shut your mouth, and any complaints that wanted to leave your lips halted.
“Not so mouthy when I do this, huh?” he teased, referring to the action of his large hand caressing the planes of your body. You’ve always loved it when he got his hands on your waist or your hips, pushing you into something with his fingers splayed out over your skin, and he knew it. It made you feel protected and taken care of and small…
Needless to say, you loved every second of it.
“Hyunwoo,” you whispered as you writhed and fought against the grip on your hips, all to chase the sensation of his length grinding against you.
“Yes, baby?” he responded before placing a soft peck to the corner of your mouth, pulling away only to stare into your eyes. Initially, he wanted to ask another question to determine what you wanted but he paused instead, choosing to remain patient. He was never one to push you in the slightest, and you loved that about him.
“Please…” you breathed, and he understood. You needed his all-consuming kisses. You needed the intimacy of his firm, yet gentle touch. You needed his love and his affection to the degree that you began to throb.
Never one to deny you anything for too long, he slowly slid inside. To distract you from his sheer girth, he scattered your skin with soft pecks before sucking on a spot that constantly made you go catatonic. This instance was no exception because the second that you felt his lips against that sensitive skin, you moaned and shook underneath his body.
“Harder,” you pleaded, and he growled. Hyunwoo responded by grazing the spot with his teeth before sucking on the site with increased fervour. The attention to your neck made the marginally uncomfortable stretch fade into the background as a distant memory, and you became lost.
Lost in his love and the way that he felt inside you, movements increasing in intensity with each minute that passed. Clearly, he was enjoying himself based on the deep, guttural groans that he let out against the crook of your neck. Similarly, you couldn’t help the cries of pleasure that slipped from your lips; it only gave him the drive to really fuck you into your mattress.
So, he pulled away for a short second. But before you had a chance to show any signs of disappointment, he quelled it.
He readjusted by wrapping his right arm around your waist, effectively lifting the base of your back off of the mattress. Next, his left hand glided up the side of your body to your hand in order to intertwine your fingers with his, pinning it down into the cushion of the pillow. With renewed vigour, he snapped his hips forward; hard, which caused the headboard to crack against the wall. It must’ve been loud but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care at that moment.
Truly, all you could think about was the fact that you belonged to him and he belonged to you. He’s a man of little words, so it seemed fitting that he wanted to remind you of that fact in the midst of making love.
And no amount of distance or time would have the ability to change that.
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Pairing: Shownu x undefined, Minhyuk x undefined
Wordcount: 1875
Content notes: none! it's very wholesome
Summary: Shownu takes his dog on a long evening walk and spots an old friend.
Genre/themes: fluff, Monstas as parents/dogparents, Monstas in the future, tbh this is wish fulfillment because I want them to be so happy with whatever kind of family they want
A/N: special thanks to @seungkwansphd for love and support <3
Shownu pushed the door open and heard Poppy scrambling toward him through the dark apartment. The overhead light turned on automatically as he stepped into the apartment, and he smiled as he prepared to greet the fluffy white puppy eager to shower him with affection.
Poppy’s toenails clicked tap-tap-tap on the hardwood floors as she wove excitedly through Shownu’s feet and legs until the tall man squatted down. “Poppy! Annyeong!” He offered one hand to the puppy and reached back with the other to gently close the door behind him.
“I’m sorry I’m so late tonight, Poppy. We were both supposed to finish working early, but it doesn’t always turn out that way.” He scratched the puppy vigorously with all his fingers. She yipped and he laughed happily at her excitement.
Shownu stood up and slipped off his sneakers before entering the long hallway. “Let me change my clothes and we can go outside. I know you've been waiting all night for our walk. I’m sorry, it's only you and me tonight. But as soon as I get changed we can go outside.”
The puppy followed him as he rushed through the apartment, heading toward the bedroom. He opened the large wardrobe door and caught a flash of her blurry white reflection in the full length mirror attached inside. He smiled to himself. She had only been with them for a few weeks, but just as everyone had predicted she was already his shadow.
Within a few minutes, Shownu was walking back to the front door dressed in black sweatpants and a plain white tee. Poppy ran past him and danced in place below the wall hook that held her leash.
He took the leash off the hook and bent over to attach the harness around her warm little body. “Ok Poppy, it’s finally time for a walk! It’s your favorite time of the day, except meal time. You’re like me. Mealtime and walk-time are my favorite parts of the day, too.” He rubbed the top of her head with his thumb and she yipped.
Shownu slipped on his white sneakers and stood up, holding the leash in one hand. He patted his pocket for his phone and nodded to himself when he felt it through the sweatpants. He grabbed a plain black ballcap from another hook on the wall and placed it on his head, then he pulled the door open for the two of them. “Let’s go, Poppy!”
*
It was a clear, cool night. He only saw a few other people along the road as he and Poppy walked through the neighborhood.
Usually, the three of them took a winding walk together in the evening, wandering down every quiet street and catching up on everything that had happened during the day. On some nights, it was a long quiet walk instead, holding hands in comfortable silence as Poppy explored scents and sounds of the night.
Tonight it was just the two of them, and Shownu was in a contemplative mood. He found himself thinking about things he hadn’t thought about in a while. He decided to stay out a little longer than usual before turning back toward home.
Up ahead, he spotted a small park with a playground for young children. During the daytime it was full of kids chasing each other, their parents sipping iced coffees on the benches that lined the play area. After dark, the area was lit by street lamps and the benches often had couples chatting quietly close together or friends sharing a few beers after a long day.
Tonight, the benches were all empty, but there was one person on the swings. They were swaying gently, side to side, and their head was tilted up toward the night sky.
As he and Poppy drew closer to the playground, Shownu recognized the person on the swings and smiled. What a surprise that he would see this person here, of all the people he knew, moments after he had been reminiscing about their time together! He had even planned to call them tomorrow.
Shownu led Poppy in a wide arc toward the swingset, hoping they would see him walking in their direction. He didn’t want to disturb the silence by calling out toward them.
“Shownu!” Shownu smiled broadly when the man hissed his name into the night. He had a huge grin on his face as he looked at Shownu. The man motioned for him to sit on the other swing, and he waved eagerly toward Poppy as they came closer. He put one finger to his lips then pointed to his chest, where an infant was tucked into a sling that wrapped around his chest, back, and shoulders.
Shownu sat down on the swing next to his friend. It curved low to carry his weight, and he chuckled quietly. He extended Poppy’s leash so she could explore the area past his feet, then he turned toward Minhyuk
It was better to whisper, just in case. “Is it ok to talk?”
“Yes, yes! We don't have to whisper. He’s sleeping. I came outside to help him sleep. Sometimes the swing helps him. It’s such a nice evening that I wanted to spend some more time outside. I’m glad I did!”
“Me too.” They both watched Poppy as she walked back to Shownu and curled into a fluffy white ball beside his foot. He could feel her deep breaths against his sneaker. “Did you eat?”
“Yes, we both ate before he woke up again. And every time you message me a gift card we use it right away. You always have perfect timing! You always send one when we are both hungry but we both forget to order dinner.”
“Good, good. Is he waking up a lot?”
“I think it’s average. We’re not sleeping much, but we’re getting used to it. There is so much to do all the time and we are both tired. It’s like our rookie years! Hyungwon called me today and we were talking about this. I never knew I would have another time in my life with so little sleep.”
“That tiredness was so difficult. If that’s how it is for you, I hope you both can rest soon.”
“Me too!” He laughed and looked up at the sky again. “Me too.”
Shownu looked up, too. The night sky was filled with gray clouds, but there was no chance of rain. It was a typical overcast evening in the city. He glanced around the neighborhood. All the tall apartment buildings nearby had windows twinkling with light. He could see two people entering a convenience store across the street from the park.
“What are you looking for?” Shownu asked.
“Oh! Nothing.” He turned to look at Shownu. “I wanted to see the stars, but you can’t always see stars in the night sky in Seoul. I was thinking about the last time I saw them. I think it’s been a long time. Since before him, definitely!”
He looked down at the baby and smiled softly. Shownu watched him and smiled, too. Suddenly, Minhyuk looked directly at Shownu and started speaking with urgency. He didn’t sound upset or scared. He almost sounded worried. Shownu narrowed his eyes and listened carefully.
“– and he’s so quiet when he is awake. He is always watching us! He listens to us carefully even though he has no idea what we are saying to him. He looks right at me when I ask him a question, even though I am the one who answers the question too. I can’t wait until I can hear him tell me what he is thinking –”
Showny relaxed, but kept his focus on Minhyuk’s face. This is how their conversations went sometimes. He was glad Minyuk still trusted him enough to share his deepest thoughts, the thoughts other people assumed Minhyuk wasn’t capable of having because of his outward personality.
“– sometimes I wonder if he’s more like you than me,” Minhyuk finished quietly. He looked down at the baby again.
“Are you worried you won’t be able to connect with him?” Shownu thought this was unlikely, but it sounded to him like this was Minhuk’s real concern.
Minhyuk sighed, and it turned into a small laugh. “When you say it like that, I guess every parent probably shares these worries. I suppose we’ll see. No matter what happens, I'll keep trying.”
Minhyuk looked up at the cloudy night sky again, then he looked down at Poppy before speaking once more.
“I love everything about him, Shownu, but I worry about him. I’m worried that he won’t be able to speak up when his happiness is at stake. I worry about a million things, but sometimes I worry about this especially. I think it will continue to be my biggest worry.”
“That’s probably because you know how difficult it can be.”
“We both do. It’s the hardest thing.”
He looked up at Shownu again, and he looked surprised to see that Shownu had been watching him. He rested one large hand on the tiny baby in the sling and took a deep breath.
“Shownu, is there anything you wish you didn’t hold inside, back then?”
Shownu’s response was on the tip of his tongue because he didn’t have to wonder about an answer. He had been thinking about this during the walk to the park because of a conversation he had earlier today. In truth, he had been thinking about this most of the day.
“I wish I told you more often how proud I was. All six of you. You worked hard. Everyone was working hard.”
“You did tell us! You loved us a lot.” He paused, and it looked to Shownu like he was thinking carefully about his next words. “I think you told other people that, often.”
“Yes, I did. I did. I told everyone!” But did he tell them enough?
“I heard you telling the convenience store employee one night, the night before we finally moved into separate dorms. You told him you had a really good team at work and you were proud of how hard they worked. You said you were amazed how much they achieved together and individually. I stood to the side because I didn't want you to stop talking if you saw me. I wanted to hear everything you said. It made me feel safe, like ‘oh, Shownu will still love me in his way even if we live separately.’ I didn’t realize I was worried about it until that moment.”
Shownu sat quietly for a moment after Minhyuk shared his memory. “I loved you a lot. I still love you, even though we live separately.”
Minhyuk laughed.
“You made it such a bright time of my life. The six bright stars in Seoul.”
Minhyuk laughed again and glanced up toward the starless sky. “You're not even the dad, but you make the most dad jokes!”
“It's who I am.”
“Shownu is Shownu.” They smiled at each other. “Thank you, Shownu.”
Minhyuk looked down at his chest, still smiling, and he pressed his broad palm against the baby’s back
“I’m glad I saw you tonight,” Shownu said. “I didn’t expect to see anyone I knew because we began our walk so late.”
“Me too! I’m glad I stayed outside to see the stars.”
“Bye, guys! Let us know when you get home safely!” You yelled as your fiancé’s friends left your apartment. All of you had been celebrating his birthday and now they were leaving after a long night. It was almost one am and surprisingly you weren’t tired, just excited to get alone time with your man. You smiled to yourself as the door closed for the final time, locking it and walking towards the living room. Your smile only grew as you saw Hyunwoo spread out on the couch and his eyes drooping. “Babe?”
“Hmm?” He opened his eyes, smiling lazily at you. Your chest warmed at the sight, happy to see him happy. His eyes glistened as you made yourself comfortable on his lap, his hands automatically wrapping around you. You pushed some hair away from his face and hummed.
“Happy birthday, babe! I hope you liked your party!”
“Mmhm. Of course! I’m grateful for you.” He spoke quietly. You squeezed your arms around his neck and leaned down to give him a quick kiss. You tried to pull away, but he wouldn’t allow that as he deepened the kiss. His hands drifted past your hips and landed on your ass, pulling you closer to him. You moaned at the action, but pulled away softly. He chased your lips, making you laugh as his own landed on your neck.
“Wait, babe! I wanna show you something!” He immediately stopped, sitting back to look you in the eyes. You smirked as you grabbed at the end of your dress, pulling it up and over your body, throwing it somewhere in the room. He swallowed thickly, his eyes wide in surprise. You felt his hands tighten around your thighs, wiggling your butt to get a response besides staring.
“You got a new outfit?”
“Outfit?” You chuckled. “Mmm. If you want to call it that!” His eyes broke from yours, trailing your body and making you burn all over. “Babe, touch me!” You whispered breathlessly. He sucked in a breath as his hands slid up your body, strong hands gripping at your chest softly. Closing your eyes, you relished in his firm touch, pushing yourself closer to him. “Please!” You almost whimpered. His lips were instantly pressing wet kisses to your jaw, your mouth letting a content sigh out into the open. Reaching down to his slacks, you quickly began unzipping them and trying to push them down his thighs. Quietly he took your hands away and pushed the pants down his legs and to the floor as you stood on your knees as you straddled him. Immediately your hands were grabbing at him, a hand rubbing him through his underwear. He let a moan out, head falling back onto the plush couch. Soon you were pulling his boxers down and revealing him to you. He barely opened his eyes at the action, another deep groan escaping him.
“Tell me what you want, babe. It’s your birthday!” You spoke warmly into his ear. He opened his eyes now, smiling up at you.
“Nothing but you!” He murmured, grabbing at your face and pulling you to kiss into your mouth. You moaned at his touch, pushing yourself to your knees and lining yourself up with him. You pumped him a few more times, his tongue pushing into your mouth as you did. Closing your eyes you pushed down, allowing him to fill you up in all the best ways. A breathy moan left your mouth, your fiancé pushing his hips up at the feeling. You grunted at that, eyes opening to see a satisfied grin plastered to his face. You ran your hands across his shoulders and down his chest, stopping at his lower stomach. His abs tensed at your touch, his hands cupping your ass and pulling you up.
“No! I wanna ride you. No help today!” He gulped and nodded, allowing his hands to slide up and rest at your lower back.
“Fuck, babe!” You moaned out as you sunk back onto him. You watched as he watched you, his large hands warm on your back. His eyes drooped, watching you as you slowly picked up the pace. Slowly his hands reached up to pinch at your nipples, making you moan loudly.
“You like that, baby?” You nodded as you pushed yourself down again, Hyunwoo grunting at the pressure. Suddenly you were being held close to his chest as he flipped you onto your back. He held your left leg out, fingers gripping your thigh to keep your legs spread as his other hand pushed down on your stomach. You yelped at the new position and pressure as he hit that special spot beautifully. His lips leave a fiery trail across your chest, soft mewls pushing past your lips. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled his body closer to yours. His sweat slicked skin slid against your own, his chest pushing against yours as he pushed into you. Your toes curled and your eyes closed in pleasure.
“I’m so close!” You gasped out.
“Damn, me too!”
“Come inside me, Hyunwoo!” He pulled back to give you a serious look and you only nodded in approval. He desperately grabbed at your hips, pulling you into him faster and stronger with each thrust.
“Oh! Yes! Please, like that!” You whined.
“Yea? You like me fucking you like this?” You couldn’t even respond to his answer since he rarely spoke like that. You just grunted, feeling your high build quickly. His thick fingers were quick to rub at your clit, your body jerking sensitively.
“I’m gunna come, babe!” You barely spoke before you were convulsing under him, nails digging into his back. He groaned at that, his hips stuttering as he fucked into you one last time. You smiled up at him as you felt his warmth seep into you. “Fuck it into me!” Hyunwoo choked on his spit, but did as you asked. You felt adventurous tonight!
“You like it when I fill you up, baby?” You nodded shyly, covering your face with your arm. “Uh-uh. I love to see your beautiful face. Especially after we make love,” he said simply. Your flush face burned under his comment and stare. After a few minutes of relaxing, he began to pull out, causing you to whine in over sensitivity. “As much as I love sleeping like that, we need to clean up and get off this couch, baby.” He spoke as he got up.
You nodded in understanding. “I know. I’m just so tired now! But! I hope you had an amazing birthday!”
He smiled down at you fondly. “If I’m with you then I’m automatically having an amazing day!”
You rolled your eyes as he helped you onto your feet. Stepping in front of him, you smiled up at him and wrapped your arms around his neck. He gave you a perplexed look. “Wanna have some fun in the shower?”
“You bet!” He smirked, slapping your ass and running off towards the bedroom.
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6 New Unread Messages:
Jooheon: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRO!🥰🥰
Changkyun: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEST BRO!
Hyungwon: happy bday man
Kihyun: Happy Birthday to the best brother anyone could ever have! Thank you for being born!
Minhyuk: HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRUTHA 🎁 💝
Wonho: Happy Birthday to a one of a kind brother! I love you, man! ❤️
He tried to run after her as soon as she left. But his feet wouldn’t move past the doorway of his place.
The managers told Shownu to not step a foot out of the dorm, stay indoors, no matter what. They limited his time with the other members, fearful that the stalking may affect the members as well. The agency even forbade Shownu from going to his personal studio temporarily, which meant he couldn’t work out… and get his mind off of the current situation.
So he stood frozen with one arm holding the front door open and his feet glued to the floor. His mind was racing – he knew Eunjoo would be pissed again if he ran after her with worry. It was also clear in his mind that it was especially unsafe for him. Even so, he was still worried about Eunjoo’s shoulder wound that hasn't healed completely.
She seemed to care for the wound and replace her bandage when she was sure he was sleeping in his room. Unfortunately, due to the increase in disturbing events, Shownu tossed and turned in his bed often. Unable to sleep for more than two hours, he would wake up multiple times throughout the night. It almost became a habit for him to wake up, get up to get some water, but hear soft and short groans of pain coming from the living room. He would stand with one hand on his door handle, unable to open it and get water like nothing’s wrong. He could only helplessly stand against the door until the sounds disappeared, and only then, would he walk back to his bed to try to fall asleep again.
Remembering those nights again, Shownu decided to look for her after all.
And so he ran.
He sprinted past the main streets and into the alleys.
Even if he couldn’t hear footsteps running or panting from running, he could still faintly hear a metallic scraping sound. And that was the only thing that tipped him off – Eunjoo was probably chasing after the same sound.
When he discovered her, he realized he only had a fraction of a second to decide what to do and where to go. Shownu could see her figure hunched – she was all tensed up – and his mind clicked when he saw her shift into a defensive stance.
His arms swiftly reached out for her. One hand wrapped around her mouth to muffle her surprise, while the other pulled her body close, as he stepped backwards into a narrow alley on the side. Her body instantly tensed up, but as soon as they were hidden by the tall walls and only the most limited light was shining upon them, Shownu showed his face to Eunjoo. And once she recognized him, he thought of letting go quietly.
Except, under the dimmest, almost non-existent, light they had, he could still see her wild anger flare up in her eyes. Eunjoo’s arms went up to throw him off of her, instantly knocking his hand off of her mouth, while Shownu panicked. After all, they were still almost right next to the suspects. Without thinking, his arms roughly pulled her back – accidentally slamming her against the cold brick wall.
“윽…” (Translation: “Urgh…”)
In the dead silent night when they were being extra careful to not get caught, Eunjoo’s pained groan stood out like a pencil dropping in an empty library.
‘제발… 그냥 가라… 제발 가…’ (Translation: ‘Please… just go…. Please leave….’) Shownu chanted in his mind.
Nevertheless, the sound of gravel being crushed and twisted, as if heavy shoes pivoted on small rocks, sent chills up Shownu's spine.
“뭐지 진짜?” (Translation: “Really, what was that?”)
In the darkness, Shownu could see a glint in Eunjoo’s eyes, and somehow he just knew that she would pretend like she wasn’t hurt and step forward in front of them.
Her hands attempted to push him away, just as he predicted. This time, however, he didn’t budge. In fact, the male idol stood firm and stared down at the officer. He could faintly see the protruded, frowning eyebrows and the shadows of her lips turned upside down.
With only the thought that he had to divert Eunjoo’s attention away from her discomfort while staying quiet, one hand reached down and over to her hand. He could sense her flinch at his touch, but he quickly raised his other hand to his mouth and motioned her to stay quiet. He couldn’t exactly read her expression, but she did indeed stay silent and still as his hand folded over her hand.
“고양이였나? 그냥 가자.” (Translation: “Maybe it was a cat? Let’s just go.”) The man said. His footsteps started to get farther away.
The female voice muttered, “고양이 싫은데…” (Translation: “I hate cats…”) Her steps moved away as well.
As the sounds of their voices and footsteps started to dissipate, Shownu became more aware of the sounds coming from Eunjoo – her erratic breathing and almost strained pants for air. He hadn’t noticed before due to sheer panic, but he suddenly realized how sweaty her hand was in his hand… was that also his sweat because he was anxious? He tried to look down into her eyes, but her head was tilted downwards.
Knowing he couldn’t utter a word for fear that the suspects might turn back around again, he squeezed her hand lightly.
No response.
Another light squeeze.
Eunjoo finally raised her head and Shownu’s heart nearly leapt out of his body. She had those same fiery eyes from that night they argued but the hair framing her face stuck to her face. He could see the dimmest light reflected on the sweat rolling down the sides of her cheeks.
His eyes darted around and he tried to squint his ears, if that was even possible, to hear if there was anyone around. After all, the other members always told Shownu how much he sucked at whispering, that his whispers sounded both loud and soft at the same time, that he sounded like a bear growling a guttural sound. In the time he was contemplating, his ears twitched when they heard the faint sound of sirens.
*Fwump*
‘아… 들었구나…’ (Translation: ‘Ah… [she] heard it too…’) he thought.
Eunjoo had yanked her hand out of his hand and shoved him with probably all her remaining strength, making him hit the other wall of the alley lightly. As if she lost all her strength, she slowly slid down her side of the wall with one hand over her shoulder.
The sirens sounded closer and Shownu finally asked quietly, “괜찮으세요?” (Translation: “Are you okay?”)
However, before she even uttered a sound, he saw her remove her hand from her shoulder. She winced and he could see something wet shining on her fingertips.
Shit.
“누나!!” (Translation: “Eunjoo[-noona]!!”)
Footsteps closed in and Shownu looked at the two people who ran into the alley with flashlights. He recognized the male officer as the one who ran Eunjoo’s errands. The one she didn’t avoid. The other, a female officer he didn’t recognize, asked rapidly, “뭐야, 너 어떻게 된거야?? 무슨 상황이야?” (Translation: “What the, what happened to you?? What’s the situation?”)
“윽… 혹시 올때 수상한 사람들 못 봤어? 남자 한명… 하고 여자… 한명.” (Translation: “Ugh… did you guys see any suspicious people on your way here? One man… and one… female.”) Eunjoo asked, words thrown out in between her irregular breathing.
The two officers looked at each other with worry before both shaking their heads.
Eunjoo muttered, “아… 씨발.. 부.. 분명히… 그 여자 목소리 어디서 들어봤..는데…” (Translation: “Ah… fuck.. I could.. Could have sworn… I heard that.. woman’s voice before…”) The female officer quickly took out her phone and seemed to request for additional backup to search the area and request for nearby CCTV. Strangely enough, they didn’t seem to realize that Eunjoo’s words started to stutter more and before the other officers could ask her any questions, Shownu saw her body slump to the side.
“어–!!” (Translation: “Hey–!!”) Shownu shouted, with one finger pointing towards Eunjoo.
The male officer immediately crouched to Eunjoo’s side. “누나!! 정신차려봐!!” (Translation: “[Noona]!! Wake up!!”)
The other officer also rushed to Eunjoo, but was on the phone again. “차 한대 여기로 보내. 지금 은주 병원으로 데리고 가야해.” (Translation: “Send a car here. We need to take Eunjoo to the hospital right now.”) She looked briefly up at Shownu before she answered the person on the call, “아니, 팀장님에게 보고드려 – 의뢰인은 무사하다고… 태용선배에겐 내가 이따가 말 할테니까 넌 팀장님한테 바로 전화 해.” (Translation: “No, report to Team Leader [Baek] that the client is safe… I’ll tell Tae-yong[-sunbae] later so you just call Team Leader [Baek] right away.”)
Just as she hung up, they heard a siren approach closer and tires squeaking past through the gravel. Headlights shone near the closest entrance of their alley and the male officer took it as his cue to pull Eunjoo’s arms over his shoulders and around his neck. “헙!” (Translation: “Oof!”) As he stood, he looped each of his arms around her legs to carry her safely on his back.
The other officer warned him to set her down in the car carefully before turning to Shownu. Her eyes met his, but he wanted to turn away from them. They weren’t as cold as Eunjoo’s but they weren’t welcoming either. Her facial expression showed no signs of sympathy or warmth. He wasn’t sure if her eyes meant to throw daggers at him or if she just normally looked like that in the dark. She was rigid even as she motioned him to get into the car wordlessly.
