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Moonflower - Chapter 3

Xu Minghao (Seventeen) x F!Reader

post one night stand.

wc: 2.9k

minors DNI.

final chapter.

sorry for posting this a week late! thank you for all your support!

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

As the blissful haze began to fade, Minghao held Y/N close, feeling the warmth of their shared moment linger in the air. He shifted slightly to look at her, his expression softening with affection. The glow of the night still illuminated her features, but now he could see the remnants of vulnerability in her eyes, a stark contrast to the confident woman who had captivated him at the bar.

“Here,” he murmured, reaching for a bottle of water on his bedside table. He unscrewed the cap and held it to her lips, tilting the bottle gently so she could take a sip. She accepted it, her fingers brushing against his as she drank, the simple act bringing a smile to his face. The warmth of their earlier intimacy hung in the air, but now there was a tenderness that made the moment feel even more profound.

After she finished, Minghao took a soft cloth from the nightstand, dampening it slightly before carefully wiping away the remnants of her makeup. He approached the task with a gentle reverence, his fingers brushing against her skin as he worked to cleanse her face. The intimacy of the moment was palpable, the quiet between them filled with unspoken understanding and care.

As he wiped away the last traces of makeup, Y/N leaned in, surprising him with a soft, tender kiss. It was gentle, filled with gratitude and affection, and for a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. Minghao's breath caught in his throat, and he felt his heart race at the unexpected display of sweetness. The shyness in her eyes after the kiss was endearing; she looked so soft, almost vulnerable, contrasting with the confident woman he had met just hours before.

“You’re full of surprises tonight.” he breathed, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

Y/N ducked her head, a light blush creeping onto her cheeks as she shyly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. The confident facade she had worn so boldly began to slip away, revealing the girl beneath who craved connection just as much as he did.

“You should probably use the restroom,” Minghao suggested, his voice light but filled with genuine concern. “I’ll be right here.” He gestured toward the bathroom door, ensuring she felt comfortable before moving to gather a few things for her.

“Okay,” she replied softly, a hint of shyness still lingering in her voice. She slipped out of bed, and as she walked to the restroom, Minghao couldn’t help but admire the way she moved, the softness of her form enveloped in the afterglow of their earlier intimacy.

While she was in the bathroom, Minghao took a moment to gather fresh clothes for her. He found a comfortable T-shirt that would drape over her frame, a pair of sweatpants that would be loose and cozy. He wanted her to feel at home, to know that she was safe and cared for.

When she emerged from the restroom, her cheeks were still flushed, but she appeared more relaxed. She looked adorable in his oversized T-shirt, which hung loosely on her body, the sleeves slightly rolled up, showcasing her arms. The sweatpants pooled around her ankles, giving her a playful, cozy look that made Minghao's heart swell.

“You look cute,” he remarked, unable to hide the fondness in his voice.

“Thanks,” she replied, a shy smile spreading across her lips. There was a softness in her demeanor that tugged at his heart, making him want to envelop her in warmth and comfort.

As they settled back onto the bed together, Y/N hesitated before asking, “Can I sleep over?” Her voice was small, almost timid, but there was a spark of hopefulness in her eyes that made Minghao’s heart flutter.

“Of course,” he replied instantly, beaming at her. “I’d love that.” The sincerity in his tone was palpable, and Y/N felt a rush of relief mixed with happiness. The idea of being close to him, of curling up together, felt incredibly comforting.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to impose,” she added, a hint of insecurity creeping into her voice, but Minghao shook his head, his expression earnest.

“You’re not imposing at all,” he reassured her, reaching out to take her hand. “I really enjoy having you here. Tonight was… special.”

She smiled softly at him, her eyes shining with gratitude. “It was,” she echoed, her heart swelling at his words. There was something incredibly sweet about the way he looked at her, as if she was the only person in the world that mattered at that moment.

Minghao shifted closer, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his side. They sank into the plush comfort of the bed, the atmosphere thick with tenderness. As they nestled against each other, the world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them wrapped in the warmth of shared moments and whispered promises.

“Do you want to talk about anything?” Minghao asked, his voice gentle as he stroked her arm.

“I’m not sure,” She replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “I just… I just want to enjoy this.” She shifted slightly, burying her face in his shoulder, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her cheek.

“Me too,” he murmured, tightening his hold around her. The warmth of his body enveloped her, creating a cocoon that made her feel safe and cherished. They laid there, comfortable in the silence, enjoying each other’s presence as they drifted into a tranquil state.

As the night deepened, Y/N felt the soothing embrace of sleep beginning to pull her under, lulled by the gentle sound of Minghao’s breathing and the warmth radiating from his body.

In that serene moment, She realized that she had found something extraordinary with Minghao—something that promised warmth, safety, and love. As sleep began to claim her, she felt a sense of belonging she hadn’t experienced in a long time, and with that thought, she drifted off into a peaceful slumber, wrapped in the comfort of his embrace.

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The soft light of morning filtered into the room, illuminating the cozy space where Y/N lay nestled against the warm sheets. Her hair sprawled across the pillow, casting delicate shadows on her face, and she looked peaceful, her features relaxed in sleep. Minghao, awake and filled with a sense of wonder, couldn’t help but admire her.

As he lay beside her, he took a moment to study the way her lips curled slightly in a dream and how her long lashes brushed against her cheeks. She looked like a goddess, bathed in the soft glow of the morning sun, and he felt an overwhelming sense of affection swell within him. Unable to resist, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment too long.

He tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers brushing against her soft skin. The gesture was tender, filled with a mixture of admiration and protectiveness. He couldn’t help but smile at how beautiful she looked, even in slumber. The memory of the previous night lingered in his mind, the intimacy they had shared igniting a warmth in his chest.

After a moment, he carefully slid out of bed, making sure not to disturb her. The faint sounds of the bustling city outside filtered into the room, but he focused instead on the delicious prospect of making breakfast. He tiptoed to the kitchen, determined to prepare something special for the two of them.

As he moved around the kitchen, he pulled out ingredients from the fridge, deciding on a simple but hearty breakfast. He opted for scrambled eggs and toast, alongside some fresh fruit. The sizzle of the bacon in the pan filled the air, and he breathed in the rich, savory aroma, smiling to himself at the thought of Y/N waking up to the enticing smell.

Minutes passed, and he was just finishing up when he heard the soft padding of feet behind him. He turned around, a grin breaking across his face as he saw Y/N emerge from the bedroom, her hair tousled and eyes still heavy with sleep. She looked utterly adorable, wrapped in one of his oversized shirts that hung loosely around her figure, making her appear small and delicate.

“Good morning,” he greeted, his voice warm and inviting.

“Morning,” she replied, stifling a yawn as she rubbed her eyes. The scent of breakfast wafted toward her, and her stomach growled in response, prompting a giggle from Minghao. “Wow, it smells amazing in here! Are you a chef now?”

“Just a humble breakfast maker,” he teased, flashing her a playful smile. “I thought I’d whip up something nice for you. You know, to show my appreciation for last night.”

Y/N’s cheeks flushed slightly at his words, and she felt a flutter in her stomach at the memory of their intimacy. “You didn’t have to do all this, but I’m really glad you did,” she said sincerely, taking a few steps closer to him.

As she approached, he could see her curiosity shining in her eyes, mixed with a hint of something deeper. “Why are you being so nice to me?” she asked, tilting her head slightly, a playful smile dancing on her lips. “You don’t even know me that well.”

Minghao paused, the question catching him off guard. He turned to face her fully, leaning against the counter, his expression thoughtful. “I guess… I just feel a connection with you,” he admitted, his tone earnest. “Last night was… different. It wasn’t just about the physical part; it felt deeper than that. You have this amazing energy, and I wanted to take care of you.”

Y/N’s heart fluttered at his honesty, and she could see the sincerity in his gaze. The way he spoke made her feel cherished, and the vulnerability in his words struck a chord within her. “I feel the same way,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s rare for me to connect with someone like this.”

“Then let’s make the most of it,” Minghao suggested, his eyes brightening with a playful glint. “How about we eat breakfast and plan our next adventure together?”

She laughed softly, nodding in agreement. “That sounds perfect.”

With that, she moved closer to the stove, her eyes lighting up as she took in the spread he had prepared. Minghao served her a plate, placing it on the table before joining her. The two sat across from each other, the table laden with the delicious breakfast, and the atmosphere was filled with an air of newfound intimacy and light-heartedness.

As they dug into the food, their conversation flowed easily, punctuated by laughter and the occasional teasing remark. Each bite was accompanied by playful glances and lingering smiles, and with every passing moment, the bond between them felt stronger.

“Okay, but seriously,” Y/N said between bites, looking up at him with mischief in her eyes. “What’s your secret? Are you just this charming all the time, or do I get a special edition?”

Minghao chuckled, leaning back in his chair, a playful grin spreading across his face. “You caught me,” He raised an eyebrow teasingly. “But I’ll keep that between us if you promise not to tell anyone.”

“Deal,” she replied, biting back a laugh. “Your secret is safe with me.”

As they finished their breakfast, Y/N couldn’t help but feel grateful for the unexpected morning, the warmth of his presence, and the connection that was blossoming between them. They both knew that this was just the beginning of something special, and as they shared glances filled with promise, the morning sun illuminated the potential of their newfound relationship, a bright future waiting just beyond the horizon.

As they finished breakfast, she leaned back in her chair, feeling satisfied and blissfully content. The warmth of the moment lingered in the air between them, and she couldn’t help but admire how comfortable they had become with each other in such a short time. The oversized shirt she wore hugged her curves in all the right places, and the soft sweatpants pooled around her ankles, giving her an effortlessly cozy look that only added to her charm.

“Hey, do you mind if I wear your clothes home?” she asked, glancing down at his attire adorning her frame. “I mean, I feel kind of bad borrowing them, but they’re just so comfy.”

Minghao raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk forming on his lips. “Comfy is the goal,” he replied, his tone teasing. “You can wear them as long as you promise to give them back… maybe.”

She laughed, her eyes sparkling with delight. “You might just have to convince me to keep them.”

“Oh, I have plenty of ways to convince you,” he said, leaning forward with a mock-serious expression. “But we’ll save that for another time.”

“Deal,” she shot back, her heart fluttering at the light banter. As the lingering tension from the night before hung in the air, she knew she didn’t want this moment to end.

After finishing their meal, they moved to the living room, where Y/N could see a small collection of books and a guitar resting in the corner. She found herself feeling drawn to this side of Minghao, a glimpse of the person behind the playful charm. “You have a nice place,” she commented, her gaze sweeping across the space, taking in the little details that made it feel homey.

“Thanks,” he replied, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, a relaxed smile on his face. “It’s not much, but it’s mine. I like to think it has character.”

“It definitely does,” she said, a hint of admiration in her voice. “I can see a bit of you in it. I guess that’s how it should be, right?”

“Exactly,” he agreed, and there was a moment of silence where they both seemed to reflect on the unfolding connection between them. Minghao found himself wondering what it would be like to have her in his life, and the thought made his heart race slightly.

“Okay, I guess I should get going,” Y/N finally said, her tone shifting slightly as she reached for the door handle. The reality of their time together pressed down on her, but she wanted to hold onto this moment just a little longer.

Minghao walked her to the door, the warmth of her presence still lingering around him. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay a little longer? We could watch a movie or something.”

She smiled, the offer tempting, but she shook her head. “As much as I’d love that, I have some things to take care of. But I’ll definitely take you on that.”

“Just say the word, and I’ll be ready,” he replied, his voice low and earnest, making her heart flutter.

As she stood in the doorway, they shared a lingering gaze that spoke volumes. The atmosphere crackled with unspoken words and possibilities, and Y/N felt a warmth bloom in her chest. “Thanks for everything, Minghao. I really had an amazing time,” she said softly, stepping closer.

“I’m glad,” he replied, his voice low as he looked into her eyes, feeling the intensity of the moment.

Unable to resist the urge any longer, she leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. The warmth of her lips sent a shiver down his spine, and he smiled, slightly taken aback by the sweetness of the gesture.

“Take care of yourself, okay?” she said, stepping back and giving him a playful wink.

“Will do,” he replied, his heart racing as he watched her turn to leave.

Once she stepped out, he felt a mix of satisfaction and disappointment that their time together had come to an end. He stood there for a moment, absorbing the warmth of her presence, the gentle glow of the morning light filling the doorway.

But then, he slapped himself lightly on the forehead, a sudden realization hitting him. “Damn it, I forgot to ask for her number!” he groaned, mentally chastising himself for not being more proactive. He turned back toward the apartment, contemplating how he could possibly let her leave without securing a way to contact her.

Then, he felt something shift in the fabric of his sweatpants. Reaching into the pocket, he found the small piece of paper and pulled it out, his eyes widening as he read the neatly written digits along with a quick note:

XXXXXXXXXX

Call me ;)

-Y/N

A wide grin spread across Minghao’s face, and he couldn’t help but laugh at his own forgetfulness. “She’s brilliant,” he murmured to himself, feeling a rush of excitement flood through him.

As he stared at the number, he felt a sense of warmth spread through his chest. This connection was unexpected yet thrilling, and he couldn’t wait to explore it further. With a satisfied smile, he pocketed the number, vowing to call her later that day.

“Next time, I won’t let her get away so easily,” he said to himself, a newfound determination in his heart. As he moved about the apartment, the lingering memories of the night before and the promise of what was to come filled him with a sense of hope and anticipation, the start of something truly special blossoming in his mind.

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Moonflower - Chapter 2

Xu Minghao (Seventeen) x F!Reader

Smut.

warnings: one night stand, unprotected sex (reader is on birth control).

minors DNI.

wc: 7.7k.

Chapter 1 Chapter 3

“Let’s get out of here,” Minghao suggested, his heart racing as he took her hand, leading her toward the exit. The bar was alive with laughter and music, but all he could focus on was the way she moved beside him, her curves swaying enticingly, the scent of her perfume lingering in the air like a sweet promise.

She nodded eagerly, the excitement in her eyes mirroring his own. As they stepped outside, the cool night air hit them, but it did nothing to dampen the heat swirling between them. Minghao led her to his sleek black car parked nearby, opening the door for her with a flourish. She slipped inside, her movements graceful yet sultry.

“Nice ride,” she commented as he slid into the driver's seat, her voice teasing as she glanced at him with that wicked smile that sent his heart racing.

“Just something to get me around,” he replied nonchalantly, trying to play it cool despite the rapid beating of his heart.

With a swift movement, he started the engine, pulling away from the curb and navigating the bustling streets. The city lights blurred into a kaleidoscope of color as they drove, the excitement crackling between them like electricity in the air. They exchanged glances, each one filled with a mix of anticipation and lust, and he could feel the tension building, thick and heady, as the city sped by outside.

“You know,” Y/N said, breaking the comfortable silence, “I didn’t expect to have this much fun tonight.”

“Neither did I,” Minghao admitted, glancing at her with a grin. “But I’m definitely not complaining.”

As they approached the high-rise where Minghao lived, the thrill of the night crescendoed, and he couldn’t shake the urge to touch her again. “I can’t wait to show you what’s waiting for us,” he said.

“You better not keep me waiting,” she replied, and he could see the flicker of challenge in her eyes again.

He parked the car, adrenaline coursing through him as they stepped out, but the moment they reached the elevator, he couldn't hold back any longer. The doors slid closed, sealing them in the small space, and the atmosphere shifted instantly. The air was thick with desire as he turned to her, the proximity overwhelming.

Without a word, he stepped closer, closing the distance, and captured her lips with his again. This kiss was different—urgent and heated, as if they were trying to devour each other. Their bodies pressed together, the warmth of her softness against his firm frame igniting a spark that sent shivers down his spine. Minghao tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss, their lips moving together in a frenzied rhythm.

She responded with equal fervor, her hands finding their way to his chest, fingers pressing against the fabric of his shirt as if she were trying to pull him even closer. The kiss was messy and passionate, and he felt her body mold against his. The heat that radiated between them intensified as he pressed her against the cool metal wall.

The elevator hummed softly, but all they could hear was the sound of their heavy breaths mingling in the air. Minghao explored her mouth with a fervor that surprised him, every caress of his tongue igniting a fire that consumed them both. He could feel her soft moans vibrating against his lips, a heady sound that drove him wild, urging him to continue.

As the elevator began to ascend, her fingers slid down to the hem of his shirt, and she tugged it up slightly, her touch sending a thrill through him. He grinned against her lips, the rush of desire fueling his need for her even more. He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, their breaths mingling in the small space as he searched her eyes for confirmation.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice low and filled with genuine concern. He didn’t want to rush her; he wanted to make sure they were on the same page.

She responded with a heated look that made his heart race, a sultry smile spreading across her lips. “Yes,” she replied, her voice sultry and filled with promise.

And with that, they were lost to each other again. He pressed her against the wall, his hands gripping her waist as their bodies moved in perfect synchronization. The intensity of the kiss escalated, as if they were both trying to convey everything they felt in that moment—excitement, desire, anticipation. The elevator continued its ascent, and each second felt like an eternity, heightening the thrill of what was to come.

With each passing floor, Minghao lost himself in her, reveling in the feel of her body against his, the taste of her lips that felt like a sweet addiction. Their hands roamed freely, exploring each other’s bodies with a desperate urgency that sent waves of heat coursing through him. Every touch ignited his senses, amplifying the longing that had built since they first locked eyes across the dance floor.

Just as the elevator dinged, announcing their arrival at his penthouse, Minghao reluctantly pulled back, both of them breathless and flushed, a mix of exhilaration and desire hanging in the air. He held her gaze, feeling the rush of adrenaline as he stepped back slightly, aware of the thrill of the moment.

“Ready?” he asked, his voice teasing and filled with promise.

Y/N nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Lead the way,” she replied, her sultry smile igniting the fire within him once more.

With that, Minghao opened the elevator doors and stepped out, taking her hand as he led her into the dimly lit corridor that led to his penthouse. Each step felt like a step deeper into a thrilling adventure, and he couldn’t wait to see what awaited them inside. The air was thick with anticipation, and as he unlocked the door, the world outside faded completely, leaving only the two of them, ready to explore the night and each other without any reservations.

As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, the air shifted, thickening with anticipation and desire. Minghao barely had time to register the intoxicating atmosphere of his penthouse before she was in his arms again, their lips crashing together in a fervent kiss.

He felt her warmth radiating against him, and her body pressed tightly against his. Their lips moved in a passionate rhythm, a dance of urgency that spoke of unrestrained desire. It was as if they had forgotten everything except the electric chemistry that crackled between them, and they were utterly consumed by it.

Minghao's hands slid to her waist, fingers splaying against the soft fabric of her dress. He could feel the fabric clinging to her curves, teasing him as he pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. Y/N responded eagerly, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer as if she couldn’t get enough of him.

Without breaking the kiss, they stumbled backward, navigating the dimly lit space of the penthouse. Minghao's heart raced with exhilaration as he guided her toward his bedroom, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony, the hunger between them palpable. With each step, their kisses grew more desperate, their hands roaming freely, exploring the contours of each other’s bodies.

As they moved, her fingers deftly unbuttoned his shirt, the fabric falling open to reveal his skin beneath. In one smooth motion, she pushed it off his shoulders, and it slid down his arms, forgotten on the floor as their kisses grew more urgent. The moment his shirt fell away, he felt the cool air against his skin, but all he could focus on was her body, warm and so incredibly inviting.

Meanwhile, he slipped the the straps of her dress off her shoulders, and with one gentle tug, the fabric fell around her ankles, leaving her in just her lingerie.

Finally, they reached the threshold of his bedroom, and Minghao pushed the door open with an urgency, stepping inside with Y/N still firmly in his grasp.

The moment the door closed behind them, he pushed her gently against the wall, his lips crashing against hers once more. Their kisses were frantic, each one fueled by the desire that coursed through their veins. Minghao’s hands roamed over her skin, exploring every curve and contour.

She melted against him, responding to every touch with a soft sigh, her body arching into his as he pressed against her. Their lips danced wildly, each kiss igniting more fire between them, each gasp of breath mingling as they lost themselves in the moment. He felt her hands roaming over his chest, teasingly tracing the defined lines of his muscles, her fingers grazing his skin with feather-light touches that sent waves of pleasure coursing through him.

As they kissed, Minghao’s hands found their way to her thighs, lifting her slightly as he pressed her against the wall. She responded with a soft gasp, her legs wrapping around his waist, drawing him closer as the heat between them intensified. Their kisses grew more urgent, more demanding, as if they were trying to pour every unspoken desire into that single moment.

Minghao's lips trailed from her mouth down to her neck, where he peppered soft kisses along her collarbone. He could feel her pulse racing beneath his lips, matching the rhythm of their shared excitement. With every second that passed, the air thickened with need, and he felt the world around them fade further into the background.

Minghao finally pulled back slightly, breathless and lost in her eyes. They were dark with desire, sparkling with an intensity that made his heart race. He captured her lips once more, their mouths moving in a frenzy, the world outside forgotten as they surrendered fully to the heat of the moment. She pulled back, taking a moment to catch her breath.

Their lips still tingled with the remnants of their passionate kiss. The dim light of the room illuminated their flushed faces, the tension between them crackling like electricity. For the first time since the club, they truly looked at each other, the reality of the moment washing over them like a wave.

Minghao's eyes roamed over her, taking in the sight of her. Y/N's gaze held his, the playful spark returning as she caught her breath, a sultry smile playing on her lips. They were both aware of how far they had come in such a short time, and the thrill of it sent shivers down Minghao’s spine. But before he could fully process it, the moment swept over them again, and he was back on her, their lips crashing together once more.

As they pulled apart for a brief moment, the air around them felt charged with anticipation. Minghao's gaze lingered on her, taking in the sight of her standing there in her lacy bra and panties. The delicate fabric hugged her curves perfectly, accentuating her figure and highlighting the contours of her body. The soft glow of the room bathed her in a warm light, enhancing the heat of the moment.

Her bra was a beautiful shade that complemented her skin, and he couldn’t help but admire how it framed her breasts. The lace teased at the edges, and he found himself captivated by the way it hugged her, making him want to explore every inch of her. Her panties matched, a simple yet enticing piece that drew his attention to the swell of her hips. The combination made his heart race and his breath hitch.

But it was her lips that truly drove him crazy. They were swollen from their kisses, a luscious shade that begged to be kissed again. He was mesmerized by the way they glistened in the dim light, the temptation of them nearly overwhelming. It was as if they were calling out to him, inviting him to come closer, to taste her once more.

Unable to resist, Minghao stepped forward, his hands framing her face as he leaned in, capturing her lips with his. The kiss ignited like a spark, and he felt an insatiable need surge through him. He sucked at her lips gently, savoring the taste of her, feeling the way she responded eagerly, melting against him once again.

He tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth, the playful bite eliciting a soft gasp from her that fueled his desire even more. Her reaction sent a thrill down his spine, and he deepened the kiss, their mouths moving in perfect harmony. The mix of hunger and tenderness was intoxicating; he felt like he was lost in her, drowning in the heat of the moment.

Minghao's hands slid from her face down to her waist, where he grasped her gently, pulling her closer as their kisses became more frantic. He reveled in the sounds she made, the soft gasps and sighs that poured from her lips as he explored her mouth. With every brush of his tongue against hers, he lost himself further in the intoxicating taste of her. There was something wild and reckless in the way they kissed, as if the world outside didn’t exist and nothing else mattered except this moment between them.

As he continued to suck and nibble at her lips, he felt her fingers threading through his hair, urging him on. It drove him wild, and the need to explore her further became almost unbearable.

He broke the kiss momentarily, and pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. They were dark and filled with desire, mirroring his own feelings. The sight of her, breathless and flushed, made his heart race even faster. He could see the spark of mischief in her gaze, and it made him crave her even more.

"You’re absolutely stunning," he breathed, his voice low and husky, thick with the weight of his desire.

Without waiting for another second, he captured her lips again, their mouths melding together in a heated frenzy. The kiss grew deeper, more urgent, and he felt her respond in kind, matching his intensity. His hands roamed over her body, savoring every curve as he explored the delicate lace of her bra, fingers dancing along the edges as if they were tracing the outline of a masterpiece.

He felt her shiver under his touch, and that only fueled the fire within him. The urgency of their passion was undeniable; it surged through them like a raging river, threatening to sweep them away.

As their kisses became increasingly desperate, Minghao’s hands finally found the clasp of her bra. In one fluid motion, he unhooked it, the fabric slipping away to reveal her bare skin beneath. He took a moment to appreciate the sight, her chest rising and falling with each breath, the way her skin glowed under the dim light.

But he quickly turned back to action as he dove in, kissing her neck, trailing soft kisses along her collarbone. He couldn’t get enough of her; the taste of her skin was intoxicating, and he felt a growl of desire rumble deep within his chest. The lace of her panties teased him, and he longed to explore every inch of her.

Minghao's heart raced as he laid Y/N gently back onto the bed, her body sinking into the soft sheets. Her legs still wrapped around his waist only fueled the fire igniting in him. One of his hands settled firmly on her waist, anchoring her to him, while the other slipped behind her head, cradling it gently as he leaned down to capture her lips once more.

As their mouths moved together in a fervent dance, She instinctively removed her legs from around him, allowing him to reposition himself. The loss of contact sent a rush of need through him, but it also provided him the freedom to explore her body without restraint. He watched as she lay there, breathless and flushed, her body a canvas of desire waiting to be painted by his touch.

With a slow, deliberate movement, Minghao’s fingers brushed against her soft skin, trailing down her sides. He could hardly believe how stunning she looked, her hair splayed across the pillows, framing her face perfectly. There was a wildness in her eyes that mirrored his own longing, an unspoken understanding of what they were about to share.

He moved lower, letting his fingers glide to her breasts. His touch was gentle at first, teasingly circling her sensitive nipples, watching as she arched her back and gasped, the sound driving him deeper into the haze of desire. He couldn’t resist the urge to take her into his mouth, and as he lowered his head, his tongue flicked out to taste her.

The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through Y/N. Her body responded instinctively, shifting closer to him as he lavished attention on her breasts, swirling his tongue around her nipple before sucking gently. He could feel her fingers threading through his hair, urging him on, and the sound of her soft moans filled the air, spurring him to explore further.

Minghao’s hands moved with a practiced grace, one lingering on her waist while the other ventured higher, fingers dancing over her skin, teasingly brushing against her curves. He alternated between using his mouth, fingers, and teeth, each touch igniting a fire within her. His lips closed around her nipple, sucking gently before pulling away just enough to tug at it with his teeth, the combination of pleasure and teasing making her writhe beneath him.

With each flick of his tongue, each gentle bite, he felt her pleasure building, their connection deepening as they surrendered to the rhythm of their bodies. Her gasps and moans echoed in his ears,and the tension between them was palpable, charged with an energy that made the air thick with anticipation.

Minghao continued his exploration, moving from one breast to the other, lavishing the same attention on her other nipple, using his fingers to knead her flesh as he drew soft sounds from her lips. Every sound she made only heightened his desire, pushing him to go further, to lose himself in the intoxicating taste and feel of her body.

He could feel the heat pooling between them, the air charged with their mutual longing as he reveled in the way she responded to his touch. Her body moved in sync with his every caress, and Minghao was entranced by the sight of her, utterly captivated by how beautiful she looked lost in pleasure.

With every touch, he explored the delicate territory of her body, allowing his fingers to slip lower, trailing down her stomach, teasingly brushing against the waistband of her panties. He paused, looking up at her, her eyes heavy with desire, and he knew they were both teetering on the edge of something extraordinary. The unspoken connection between them only deepened the moment. He was completely immersed, the rhythm of their bodies guiding him as he reveled in the sweet sounds of her pleasure.

Each flick of his fingers, each caress of his mouth was designed to make her feel everything he was experiencing, the connection between them spiraling deeper with every breath.

He lost himself in her, in the taste, the feel, the sounds she made as he continued to explore her. Time ceased to exist, and all that mattered was the intoxicating rhythm of their bodies moving in harmony, caught in a whirlwind of passion that promised to take them to unimaginable heights. Minghao was determined to worship her, to make her feel every ounce of pleasure that she so richly deserved.

His mouth traveled like a gentle wave across her body, a soft caress that left a trail of warmth and sensation in its wake. He worshiped her with an ardor that took her breath away, his lips planting tender kisses along her collarbone, down the slope of her neck, and across the delicate expanse of her shoulders. Each kiss was a silent promise, each touch a declaration of his reverence for her beauty.

As he lavished her with attention, his kisses moved lower, tracing the curves of her breasts and savoring the softness of her skin. The way he caressed her body was more than just physical; it felt like an intimate ritual, an acknowledgment of her femininity that made her feel cherished and adored. There was no rush in his movements, as if he wanted to imprint every inch of her onto his memory.

Y/N gasped softly, her heart racing at the tenderness with which he treated her. Minghao’s lips were warm and inviting, and she found herself melting under the weight of his devotion. It was a feeling she hadn’t expected, and it caught her off guard. He was different; he made her feel seen, cherished, and, most importantly, loved.

As he continued to explore her body, kissing the swell of her breasts and the delicate curve of her ribs, she could hardly contain the mixture of pleasure and surprise swirling within her. The way he seemed to savor her, as if she were the most exquisite delicacy, made her heart swell with emotion. He wasn’t just interested in one thing; he wanted to connect with her on a deeper level, and that realization made her pulse race in a way that left her dizzy.

His hands were firm yet gentle as they explored her curves, moving with a reverence that felt almost sacred. Minghao's fingers traced her sides, running over the soft fabric of her panties, lingering just long enough to elicit a shiver from her skin. He peppered kisses along her waist, his breath warm against her as he moved lower, reveling in the beauty of her body. She felt like a goddess beneath his touch, and the way he admired her made her feel empowered.

The sensation was intoxicating, and Y/N found herself lost in the moment, drowning in the heat of his kisses and the way his touch ignited every nerve ending in her body. Yet, there was something else blooming within her—a feeling of vulnerability mixed with exhilaration. Minghao wasn’t just kissing her; he was worshiping her, and that made all the difference. Each brush of his lips was a gentle reminder that he saw her as more than just an object of desire; he saw her as a person worthy of affection, deserving of reverence.

In the midst of the heady sensations, Y/N's heart raced with the realization that this was more than just a physical connection. It was emotional, intimate, and profound. She was shocked by the way he made her feel, the tenderness of his actions contrasting sharply with her previous experiences. There was no hurry, no frantic desperation; as if he wanted to take his time, to savor every moment with her, and that revelation hit her like a tidal wave.

As Minghao continued to kiss a path across her body, She couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, a sound that surprised even her. It was a mix of disbelief and happiness, the realization settling deep within her. “You really don’t want to just sleep with me, do you?” she finally breathed, her voice barely above a whisper, tinged with both amazement and a hint of vulnerability.

Minghao paused, lifting his head just enough to look into her eyes, his expression sincere and full of warmth. The depth of his gaze conveyed a sense of understanding and care that went beyond mere attraction. There was an intensity in his eyes, a spark that told her he was all in, that he wanted her completely, heart and soul.

“No,” he replied softly, his voice low and rich. “I want all of you.”

His words hung in the air between them, a promise that reverberated through her heart. He continued to pepper her with soft kisses, trailing his lips along her collarbone, savoring the way her body responded to him.

She could feel the heat radiating from him, the undeniable chemistry that crackled in the air, but it was the gentleness of his actions that truly captivated her. There was a sincerity in the way he treated her, that made her feel safe, even amidst the chaos of their shared desire.

As he returned to her body, trailing kisses down to her stomach, his fingers played with the hem of her panties, teasingly brushing against her skin without crossing any boundaries. Y/N's breath hitched, and she felt her heart race with the anticipation of what was to come, but she also felt a strange sense of comfort in the fact that this was about more than just physical pleasure.

His kisses were intoxicating, a soothing balm against the rush of emotions coursing through her. It was a delicate balance of desire and affection, and with each brush of his lips against her skin, she felt the walls she had built around her heart begin to crumble. Minghao was slowly breaking down her defenses, inviting her to open up in ways she hadn’t allowed herself before. She reveled in the sensations, the way his touch sent shivers down her spine, and the way he seemed to worship her body with such reverence.

Minghao pressed his lips against hers with a gentle intensity that sent shivers coursing through her. Every kiss was imbued with a tenderness that spoke of his reverence for her, igniting a warmth deep within her. She couldn’t help but sigh into the kiss, a sound of pure contentment that reverberated through her entire being. The sensation of his mouth moving against hers was electric, every brush of his lips awakening something inside her that had lain dormant for far too long.

As they lost themselves in the moment, Y/N felt an overwhelming sense of peace wash over her. She hadn’t realized just how much she needed this—needed to feel loved in a way that transcended the physical. The intimacy of their kiss felt like a balm for her soul, wrapping around her like a soft blanket on a cold night. It was a connection she had craved but hadn’t fully understood until this very moment. The warmth of his body against hers, the way he held her as if she were the most precious thing in the world—it was intoxicating.

Minghao deepened their kiss, exploring her lips with a languid passion that made her heart race. His hands roamed her sides, pulling her closer as if he couldn’t get enough of her. She melted into him, responding instinctively to the love and desire he poured into their embrace. Minghao’s kisses were not just a prelude to something more; they were a heartfelt declaration of his affection, and she felt every word in the depths of her soul.

As they kissed, she lost herself in the warmth of his touch and the softness of his lips. The way he cradled her face, the gentleness of his hands in her hair—it all combined to create a cocoon of intimacy that enveloped them both. She hadn’t expected to feel so seen, so cherished, and it sent waves of emotion crashing through her. Minghao was gentle yet passionate, a perfect balance that made her feel safe enough to explore the depths of her feelings.

Minghao’s lips traveled from hers to her jawline, trailing kisses down to her neck, where he paused, pressing a tender kiss against her pulse. The sensation made her heart race even faster, and she felt a soft sigh escape her lips, a sound that seemed to encourage him to continue.

Minghao reveled in the taste of her skin, the way her body responded to his every touch. He could feel the way she shivered beneath his lips, how her breath quickened as he explored the delicate curve of her neck. He had never experienced anything like this before—an intoxicating blend of passion and tenderness that left him craving more. The need to worship her, to cherish every inch of her, consumed him entirely.

He continued to shower her with kisses, a trail of warmth that ignited her skin and made her pulse race. It was as if he was trying to convey everything he felt for her through his touch alone, and she reveled in the way he made her feel alive.

Y/N couldn’t help but smile at him, her heart swelling with a mix of gratitude and affection. explore where this connection would lead.

As they lingered in that intimate bubble, Minghao pulled back slightly, his gaze locked onto Y/N's, searching for any sign of hesitation. He could feel the intensity of the moment hanging thick in the air, a charged atmosphere that spoke of unspoken desires and burgeoning emotions. He needed to know if she was truly ready for what lay ahead, if she wanted this connection as much as he did.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice low and rich, carrying a weight of sincerity that made her heart flutter. Back at the bar, he had seen her confidence, the way she danced and moved with an allure that was undeniably magnetic. But beneath that confident exterior, he sensed there were moments—brief flashes of vulnerability—when she felt like a woman just wanting to be loved, wanting to be held and cherished.

Minghao took a moment to observe her, his heart thudding in his chest as he drank in the sight of her. She was stunning, her beauty striking in the dim light of the room. But it was the softness in her eyes that captivated him, the way they sparkled with innocence and yearning. She looked so delicate, yet there was a fierce strength about her, a combination that made her utterly irresistible. In that moment, he could see the rawness of her emotions, the way her lips parted slightly in anticipation, her breath hitching as she processed his question.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmured, his fingers brushing against her cheek, thumb softly tracing the line of her jaw. He watched her, his heart racing as he waited for her response. It felt crucial that she voiced her desire, that it came from her. He wanted this to be a mutual decision, a shared experience that neither of them would regret.

Y/N felt a rush of heat wash over her as she met his gaze. She could sense the weight of his question, the seriousness in his tone, and it made her heart race even more. “Yes,” she finally whispered, her voice barely audible yet thick with conviction. The single word hung in the air between them, electrifying and profound, as if it had opened the floodgates to something beautiful and transformative.

With her affirmation, Minghao felt a surge of desire that coursed through him like wildfire. He didn’t waste a second; he leaned back in, capturing her lips with his in a fervent kiss that sent shivers down her spine. His hands moved instinctively, exploring her curves, feeling the heat radiating off her body as he pressed closer. But he wanted to savor this, to take his time as he lost himself in her.

He began to slide his hand down her body, trailing his fingers along her waist, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath his touch. As he reached her core, he paused for a moment, letting the anticipation hang in the air. He could feel her breath hitch, a mix of excitement and nervousness, and he relished the effect he had on her. Slowly, he rubbed his fingers along her core, feeling the soft fabric of her panties beneath his touch, and he watched as her eyes fluttered shut, a gasp escaping her lips.

“Let me take care of you,” he whispered against her ear, his voice a seductive murmur that made her shiver. There was an intimacy in his words that sent a thrill through her, and she nodded, her body arching slightly toward him, urging him on.

He slid her panties aside with deliberate slowness. He began to finger her tenderly, his movements careful and considerate. He wanted to worship her, to show her just how beautiful she was, both inside and out. His fingers glided over her, teasing and exploring, allowing her to savor every moment of the delicious tension that built between them.

Y/N could hardly process the sensations flooding her body. It was as if every nerve ending was alight, ignited by the way he touched her, the way he made her feel. The gentle caresses sent ripples of pleasure coursing through her, each stroke deliberate and filled with tenderness. Minghao was patient, taking his time to draw out her pleasure, to make her feel adored and cherished in every possible way.

She could feel herself getting lost in the moment, the world around them fading away as she surrendered to the sensations. Minghao’s fingers worked their magic, and she couldn’t help but lean into him, her body responding instinctively to his touch. The gentle rhythm of his movements, coupled with the warmth of his breath against her skin, sent her spiraling into a blissful haze.

“God, you’re beautiful,” Minghao murmured, his voice low and filled with awe as he continued his ministrations. His eyes never left hers, and he drank in every reaction, every sigh, and every gasp that escaped her lips. There was something profoundly intimate about the way he gazed at her, as if he were memorizing every detail, every curve, and every expression.

As he continued to explore, she felt the tight coil of desire within her beginning to tighten, a heady mix of pleasure and anticipation building inside her. It was intoxicating, thrilling, and terrifying all at once, and she could feel herself teetering on the edge of something monumental. The way he touched her, the way he made her feel— a reminder of what it felt like to be truly desired.

Minghao’s fingers moved with a practiced grace, finding the perfect rhythm that made her body arch and twist in response. He could feel the way she tightened around him, the way her breath quickened, and it spurred him on, igniting a fierce determination to give her everything she desired. The world outside faded into oblivion as they lost themselves in each other, and for Minghao, nothing else mattered except the girl in his arms.

“Y/N,” he murmured, his voice low and sultry, a velvet caress that sent shivers down her spine. “Can I taste you?” The question hung in the air, weighted with sincerity, his desire for her clear in his eyes.

He was careful, giving her the space to think, to process the depth of his question. The sincerity in his tone was unmistakable, showing that he truly valued her consent.

She could feel her heart racing, every beat echoing in her ears as his words settled within her. Her breath caught in her throat at the sheer heat of his request. The way he asked—so tender yet charged with desire—made her pulse quicken. It was thrilling, exhilarating, and just a touch intimidating.

“Please,” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper but rich with unspoken longing. The word escaped her lips, filled with a potent mix of eagerness and need. She could see the flicker of satisfaction in Minghao’s eyes, a glimmer of triumph at her affirmation, and it only stoked the fire of her desire. She wanted this; she wanted him.

A slow smile spread across his lips as he took her reaction in, a predatory look dancing in his gaze. “I won’t rush. I want to make you feel good,” he promised, his voice dripping with sincerity.

With that, Minghao’s hands roamed over her curves, tracing her waist before sliding down to her thighs. His fingers brushed against the delicate lace of her panties, feeling the warmth radiating from her body as he hovered over her core, teasingly close but not yet touching. He wanted to take his time, to draw this out.

“Relax for me,” he murmured against her skin, his breath warm and intoxicating. Y/N’s heart raced, but the sound of his voice soothed her, calming the frenzied butterflies that danced in her stomach. She nodded, her eyes fluttering shut as she surrendered to the sensation, trusting him completely.

The moment his mouth finally found her, it was as if the world around them melted away. The heat of his mouth against her core sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through her body, and she gasped, her back arching as waves of sensation washed over her.

Minghao was focused, fully intent on her pleasure. He licked and sucked with a rhythm that felt intoxicating, his tongue dancing over her sensitive skin, coaxing soft moans from her lips as she writhed beneath him. Each flick of his tongue, each gentle suck, was met with a whimper of delight, and he reveled in the sounds she made, feeling them resonate deep within him.

He kept one hand on her thigh, his fingers digging gently into her soft skin as he explored her, and the other hand found its way to her breast, teasing her nipple with a gentle pinch that made her gasp. The dual sensations made her head spin, a delicious mix of pleasure and overwhelming desire, and she couldn’t help but squirm against him, lost in the sensations he was creating.

“Minghao,” she breathed, her voice thick with need as she felt herself teetering on the edge of something monumental. “That feels so good.”

The sound of her voice, filled with both urgency and vulnerability, ignited something primal within him. He could feel her responding to his every touch, every lick, and it fueled his desire to give her more. He doubled his efforts, his tongue working in tandem with his fingers as he aimed to push her closer and closer to the precipice.

“Let go for me, Y/N,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble against her skin, sending ripples of pleasure through her. “Just let yourself feel.”

With his encouragement, she surrendered completely, allowing herself to bask in the exquisite pleasure he was giving her. She felt every sensation magnified, every touch sending her spiraling further into ecstasy. Minghao’s mouth was magic, and he took his time to explore every inch of her, coaxing her body into a state of bliss she never wanted to end.

Her fingers tightened in his hair as her moans grew louder, desperate and filled with longing. The world around her faded, leaving only the two of them in that cocoon of warmth and intimacy. She could feel the heat pooling in her core, growing tighter with each flick of his tongue and each thrust of his fingers.

“Minghao, I’m—” she gasped, the sensation overwhelming as she felt herself approaching that blissful edge.

“Just a little more,” he urged, his voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers down her spine. “You’re doing so well.”

He picked up the pace, his movements growing more fervent, coaxing her closer and closer until she finally fell over the edge, pleasure crashing over her in waves. It was a release like she had never experienced, a tidal wave of ecstasy that swept her away, leaving her breathless and trembling beneath him.

Minghao continued to pleasure her, riding the waves of her release with gentle caresses, making sure she felt cherished in every moment. He didn’t rush; he took his time to ensure she felt the full extent of her pleasure, the intimacy of their connection deepening with every kiss and touch.

As she came down from her high, Y/N felt a warmth spread through her body, a lingering satisfaction that made her feel soft and vulnerable yet profoundly cherished. The reality of the moment settled in around her, and she gazed at Minghao, feeling overwhelmed with gratitude and something deeper than mere attraction.

As the intimate moment lingered in the air, mingled with the remnants of pleasure, Minghao shifted his focus, searching her eyes for the unspoken connection that had blossomed between them. He felt the depth of what they shared in that cocoon of warmth, and as he gazed at her, he could sense her vulnerability and eagerness intertwining seamlessly. The chemistry that sparked between them was undeniable, and it made his heart race.

“Are you ready for the next step?” he asked softly, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the air, each word laced with sincerity and care. The question hung there, filled with possibilities, and Y/N felt a wave of emotion wash over her. His gentle inquiry sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach, igniting a thrill that made her heart race even faster.

She nodded, breathless, feeling completely alive in the moment. His touch, his kisses, and the way he had treated her with such tenderness made her feel cherished.

“Do you want me to wear a condom?” he asked, his brow slightly furrowed with concern. He wanted to ensure that she felt completely comfortable, prioritizing her safety above all else.

“I’m on birth control,” she replied, her voice steady despite the fluttering of her heart. The honesty in her tone filled Minghao with relief, but he wanted to be absolutely sure.

“Are you clean?” he asked, his expression serious yet gentle.

“I am,” she assured him, her eyes steady and sincere, confirming the safety they were both seeking.

“Me too,” he replied, his voice a soft promise that filled her with warmth.

With that understanding, Minghao took off her panties and discarded them aside, the small action laden with intimacy. As he held her gaze, he intertwined their fingers, bringing her hand to his lips for a gentle kiss. The softness of his touch felt grounding against the whirlwind of emotions flooding through her.

Minghao’s fingers brushed against her skin as he slowly positioned himself, and with a shared breath, he entered her, filling her completely. There was a pause, a moment where they both breathed deeply, allowing the connection to settle within them. The sensation was intense, a melding of warmth and passion that seemed to connect their very souls.

He moved slowly at first, cherishing every moment as they melted into one another, each thrust deliberate and full of purpose. The rhythm built gradually, an ebb and flow that ignited sparks of pleasure with each movement. Y/N lost herself in him, her body responding instinctively, matching his pace, every movement synchronizing beautifully.

“Minghao,” she sighed, the sound escaping her lips like a prayer, filled with longing and adoration. His name tasted sweet on her tongue, and she could feel him responding to her, every soft moan urging him to go deeper, to explore her more fully.

He looked into her eyes, his gaze filled with a mixture of desire and affection that made her heart swell. There was an intimacy in the way they moved together, an connection that deepened with every heartbeat.

As their bodies moved in perfect harmony, Y/N felt a rush of emotion flood her. Each thrust, each caress brought them closer to the precipice of ecstasy, and she could feel the bond between them strengthening with every passing moment. Minghao held her gaze, his eyes reflecting the tenderness that filled the room, and she knew he was fully present, savoring everything.

With each passing second, the intensity built, the heat between them growing until it was almost unbearable. Minghao’s movements became more urgent, yet he maintained that gentle touch, the way he held her with such care grounding her even as the waves of pleasure crashed over her.

“Y/N,” he breathed, the sound reverberating through the air, and she felt the urgency in his voice, the way he sought her approval and encouragement. “You feel amazing.”

The words ignited something within her, and she felt herself teetering on the edge of release. Their bodies moved together in a rhythm full of passion, and with every thrust, she could feel that blissful moment approaching.

“Minghao, I’m so close,” she gasped, her breath hitching as the tension coiled tightly within her.

“Let go for me,” he urged softly, his voice a velvety whisper that sent ripples of anticipation through her. “I’m right here with you.”

As their movements became frantic, the world around them blurred until it was just the two of them, intertwined in a whirlwind of ecstasy. And when they finally found that peak together, the sensation enveloped them, washing over them in waves of warmth and bliss.

Y/N cried out, a mix of pleasure and relief flooding through her, a tear escaping her eyes as she released herself into the depths of the moment. The overwhelming tenderness filled her with emotion, and she felt utterly cherished in the aftermath.

Minghao immediately pressed his lips against her cheek, kissing away the moisture with delicate care. “Hey,” he murmured softly, his voice a soothing balm that settled her racing heart. “It’s okay. You’re okay.”

The tender affection in his touch, the way he enveloped her with warmth and concern, made her feel even more loved. It was a beautiful intertwining of souls, a profound experience that left her feeling cherished and safe in his presence.

As they slowly came down from the high, Minghao’s fingers brushed softly against her skin, tracing gentle patterns as they breathed together, lost in the aftermath of their shared intimacy. He held her close, their bodies still entwined, relishing the warmth that radiated between them.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his tone laced with genuine concern as he pulled back slightly to meet her gaze.

Y/N nodded, her heart swelling with affection for the man who had treated her with such tenderness and care. “More than okay,” she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity. In that moment, she realized how much she had craved this: the love and attention that he had so effortlessly given her.

In that intimate space, she realized they had crossed a threshold—this wasn’t just a one-night stand; it was something far more meaningful. Minghao wasn’t just a stranger; he was a man who saw her, cherished her, and made her feel desired in a way that transcended the physical.

As they lay there, surrounded by the remnants of their shared passion, Y/N couldn’t shake the feeling that this was only the beginning of something beautiful, something that transcended a mere night of indulgence. She felt deeply seen, cherished in ways she hadn’t anticipated, and it filled her heart with warmth and hope for what the future might hold.

[them97boys]

Moonflower - Chapter 1

Xu Minghao (Seventeen) x F!Reader

trope: flirting, slow burn, tension

warnings: suggestive themes, suggestive dancing, alcohol consumption, future smut

minors DNI.

wc: 4k.

Chapter 2

The bar pulsed with a vibrant energy, the air thick with the sounds of laughter, clinking glasses, and the thumping bass that vibrated through the floor. Minghao stood at the periphery of the dance floor, his gaze sharp and focused, absorbing the scene around him. But then, as if pulled by an unseen force, his attention landed on her.

The woman was dancing, and in that moment, the entire room faded away. Her body moved with an effortless grace, every sway and shimmy punctuated by the rhythm of the music. She was mesmerizing, her hair cascading down her shoulders, catching the light and framing her face perfectly. Her eyes, outlined by long, fluttering lashes, sparkled with a mixture of confidence and invitation. Minghao couldn’t help but notice her lips, slightly parted as she swayed, each movement igniting a flame of desire within him.

What struck him most was her sultry presence, the way she owned the space around her. There was a palpable energy in the air as if the very essence of the night was revolving around her. She danced as if she were the only one in the room, her body radiating a magnetic allure that drew eyes from every corner, but it was Minghao’s gaze that held a burning intensity.

He felt an inexplicable pull, something primal and intoxicating that urged him to approach her. As their eyes locked, he noticed a spark—an unspoken challenge flickering in her sultry gaze. It was a dare, an invitation wrapped in mystery. The way she looked at him was bold, as if she was saying

Come closer if you dare.

With a sense of determination igniting within him, Minghao stepped forward. The crowd seemed to part for him as he made his way through the throng, his focus solely on her. The beat of the music seemed to sync with his heart, thrumming faster as he drew nearer. Each stride felt charged with an electric anticipation, the space between them crackling with potential.

As Minghao approached, her lips curved into a knowing smile, a playful glint dancing in her eyes. She didn’t shy away; instead, she leaned into the challenge, her body moving with a teasing rhythm that seemed to beckon him closer. There was a fire in her gaze that set his pulse racing, a silent acknowledgment of the chemistry igniting between them.

When he finally reached her, the world around them faded further, the music blending into a backdrop for their unfolding moment. Minghao stood just inches away, the heat radiating off her body almost palpable. It was intoxicating, the way she drew him in, her sultry energy wrapping around him like a warm embrace.

The connection was undeniable, a magnetic force that pulled them together on the crowded dance floor. With every sway of her hips, she challenged him to match her rhythm, to lose himself in the moment. And in that electrifying instant, Minghao knew he was ready to embrace whatever this night had to offer, captivated by the fierce spirit that radiated from her very core.

Minghao felt the air thicken between them as he stood there, drawn into the orbit of her sultry presence. Her gaze held his, and the challenge in her eyes sparked something deep within him—an invitation that was both thrilling and dangerously intoxicating. With a confidence that only added to her allure, She leaned in closer, the heat between them palpable as the music enveloped them in its hypnotic rhythm.

And then, just as the world seemed to dissolve into the background, she placed her hands on his shoulders, a simple gesture that ignited the atmosphere like a match striking against dry wood. The touch was electric, sending a rush of warmth through him, and he instinctively placed his hands on her waist, feeling the soft curve of her body beneath his fingertips. The chemistry between them intensified, an unspoken agreement swirling in the air as they began to move together.

The music pulsed, a sultry beat that seemed to echo the racing of their hearts. They swayed, bodies close, lost in the rhythm that wrapped around them like a spell. Minghao found himself entranced by the way she moved, each undulation of her hips a sultry invitation, each step forward drawing him deeper into her world. He was captivated, not just by her beauty, but by the fierce energy she exuded—her confidence radiating like a beacon, challenging him to match her intensity.

As they danced, the proximity between them deepened. He could see the way her eyes sparkled, alive with excitement, and the way her lips curved into a teasing smile that made his heart race. There was something intoxicating about the way they moved together, their bodies flowing as one, each motion amplifying the connection between them.

The rhythm of the music seemed to dictate the tempo of their dance. They moved fluidly, their bodies gliding and swaying in perfect harmony. She leaned into him, her body pressing against his, the contact igniting sparks that danced along his skin. Minghao’s breath hitched at the sensation, every shift of her weight sending a thrill coursing through him.

With a playful glint in her eye, she began to tease him, moving just slightly out of reach, inviting him to follow her lead. It was a seductive game, and Minghao was more than willing to play. He responded by tightening his grip around her waist, pulling her back toward him, their bodies merging seamlessly as they fell into sync with the beat. The world around them faded into a blur; it was just the two of them, lost in a dance that felt both primal and electric.

She arched her back, tilting her head to the side, her long hair cascading over her shoulder as she looked up at him through her lashes. The way she moved was pure seduction, a sultry sway that made his breath catch in his throat. Minghao couldn’t help but admire the curve of her hips, the way they moved in time with the music, coaxing him to lose himself in the heat of the moment.

As they continued to dance, their bodies brushed against each other in a way that felt both intimate and exhilarating. Minghao leaned in closer, his lips almost grazing her ear, the warmth of his breath sending a shiver down her spine. “You’re incredible,” he whispered, his voice low and filled with admiration, and he could see the spark of excitement in her eyes as she turned her face toward him, her expression both playful and daring.

“Just keeping up with you,” she shot back, her smile teasing and sultry, challenging him with every word. It was this playful banter that kept the tension simmering, a constant push and pull that heightened the allure of their dance.

With each sway, Minghao felt himself falling deeper into the moment, surrendering to the intoxicating connection they shared. He twirled her out and then pulled her back, their bodies colliding in a perfect rhythm that felt like an art form all its own. As she leaned back into him, her hair spilling over his shoulder, Minghao's hands traveled from her waist to the small of her back, holding her close, anchoring her to him as if they were the only two people in the world.

The heat between them grew more intense, a slow burn that ignited every nerve ending. The chemistry was undeniable, palpable in the air, charged with a longing that neither of them wanted to acknowledge, but that was impossible to ignore. Minghao could feel the way her body responded to his every movement, how she leaned into him, her breath quickening as they danced, and it drove him wild with desire.

With the beat of the music thumping in sync with their hearts, Minghao took a bold step forward, spinning her under his arm before pulling her back against him again. She giggled softly, the sound laced with delight, and he couldn’t help but smile at the way she embraced the moment. It was intoxicating to see her so alive, so free, and it only fueled the desire simmering within him.

They danced on, bodies entwined in a sultry rhythm that felt both electrifying and intoxicating. Each movement brought them closer together, their hearts racing in tandem, lost in the heat of the moment. The world around them faded further into the background as they continued their dance, each beat of the music intertwining with the unspoken connection that thrummed between them—a connection that promised so much more than just a night of dancing.

As the music pulsed through the bar, mingling with the laughter and chatter of the crowd, Minghao felt the atmosphere shift. The energy between them was electric, a force that seemed to pull them closer together with each beat. Their bodies swayed in time with the music, but now, there was an undeniable heat simmering just beneath the surface, teasing at the edges of their playful banter and sultry dance.

In a bold, spontaneous move, she turned around in his hold, her back pressing against his chest as she leaned into him. The sudden shift sent a thrill racing through Minghao, the sensation of her warm body against his igniting a fire that spread through him like wildfire. He could feel the soft curves of her back against his hands, her body fitting against him perfectly, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle meant to be together.

Minghao’s breath hitched as she moved, her hair brushing against his neck, the scent of her perfume mingling with the musky aroma of the bar. She looked over her shoulder, her sultry eyes locking onto

his with an intensity that made his heart race. The playful smirk on her lips was a challenge, daring him to deepen their connection, to turn their flirtation into something much more heated.

With a low growl of determination, he tightened his grip on her waist, pulling her closer as they danced. The movement was fluid, their bodies becoming one as they glided to the rhythm. Minghao’s heart raced, fueled by the thrill of her nearness, the way she leaned into him, encouraging him to take control. He pressed his chest against her back, feeling the warmth radiate from her, and he couldn’t help but lean in closer, his breath brushing against her ear as he whispered, “You’re so good at this.”

She chuckled softly, the sound laced with confidence and seduction, sending a shiver down his spine. “Just wait until you see what else I can do,” she teased, her voice sultry and playful, igniting a fire deep within him. He could feel the playful challenge in her tone, urging him to push the boundaries further, to explore the chemistry crackling between them.

As they continued to dance, the world around them faded into a blur. Minghao let instinct take over, guiding their movements with a steady rhythm. He turned her slightly, allowing her to sway against him, their bodies undulating in a provocative dance. Every curve of her body against his was intoxicating, a potent mix of desire and excitement that left him wanting more.

Minghao’s hands roamed lower, settling on the curve of her hips, anchoring her against him as they moved in tandem. He felt the pulse of the music reverberate through them, driving them closer together, igniting a heat that coursed through his veins. The close contact only intensified their connection, and he was acutely aware of every breath, every shift of her body, as they danced in their own world, oblivious to the throngs of people surrounding them.

She leaned back against him, her head resting against his shoulder, and he could feel her pulse quicken, matching the rhythm of the music. “You dance well,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, filled with the thrill of the moment.

“Only when I have a good partner,” she replied, her voice sultry and playful as she twisted in his hold again, their faces now mere inches apart. The air was thick with tension, every second stretching into eternity as their eyes locked, an unspoken understanding passing between them.

Minghao’s breath hitched as he traced the outline of her jaw with his thumb, his touch lingering just long enough to send shivers through her. She leaned into him, her lips tantalizingly close, a silent invitation that ignited his desire. The connection felt charged, a magnetic force that drew them together, urging him to close the distance that separated them.

With a sudden surge of boldness, Minghao leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “How about we take this somewhere a little more private?” His voice was low and husky, laced with the promise of what was to come. He could feel her shiver at the words, her body responding to his with an eager anticipation that fueled his desire.

She turned to face him fully, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “What’s the rush? I thought we were just getting started,” she teased, but there was a challenge in her gaze that urged him to push the limits, to take control of the situation. The tension between them thickened, a heady mixture of desire and excitement that was impossible to resist.

With a playful smirk, she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his in a tantalizing whisper that left him breathless. “Show me what you’ve got,” she urged, her voice a sultry whisper that sent a jolt of electricity through him. It was an invitation wrapped in challenge, a dare that he couldn’t refuse.

Minghao’s heart raced as leaned in. He captured her lips with his, a kiss that was both heated and tender, filled with the urgency of the moment. It was a collision of warmth and passion, the world around them fading away as they melted into each other. He poured all of his desire into that kiss, deepening it as he held her close, feeling her body press against his, igniting a fire that spread through him like wildfire.

As they kissed, the world around them seemed to blur into nothingness. It was just the two of them, lost in a sea of heat and passion that consumed everything else. The kiss deepened, their lips moving together in perfect harmony, each moment igniting a desire that only grew stronger.

Minghao’s hands explored the curve of her body, tracing the small of her back before dipping lower, holding her as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. Every brush of his fingers against her skin sent a thrill racing through him, a reminder of how intoxicating this connection was.

He could feel her responding to him, her body arching against his as they danced in a haze of desire, the music swelling around them like a heartbeat.

As they finally pulled away, breathless and flushed, Minghao looked into her eyes, his heart racing at the intensity of their connection. “You really know how to make a guy lose his mind,” he murmured, a playful grin spreading across his face.

She laughed softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “And you’ve only just begun to see what I can do,” she replied, her voice teasing and sultry, promising more heat to come.

With a smirk, she turned around again, their bodies pressing together as they danced to the rhythm, the atmosphere charged with an exhilarating tension that left them both breathless and wanting more. In that moment, as they swayed together, Minghao knew that this night was just the beginning of a thrilling adventure filled with passion and intensity.

With her still pressed against his chest, the rhythm of the music pulsing around them, Minghao could feel the heat radiating off her body, amplifying the electric connection they had ignited on the dance floor. The bar’s lights flickered and pulsed, casting a warm glow that danced across their entwined forms. As she swayed to the music, her movements were graceful and inviting, a beautiful combination of confidence and allure that pulled him deeper into the moment.

She then shifted slightly. With a fluid motion, she pushed her hair to the side, exposing the smooth, delicate curve of her neck. It was a subtle gesture, but it spoke volumes, an enticing invitation that stirred something primal within Minghao. His heart raced at the sight; her neck looked so soft and inviting, a tantalizing expanse of skin that begged for his touch.

Taking the hint, Minghao felt a surge of boldness rush through him. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear as he inhaled her intoxicating scent—sweet and floral, laced with an undercurrent of something more enticing, something uniquely hers. The thumping beat of the music faded into the background, and all he could focus on was the warmth of her body against his and the soft pulse of her heartbeat, which echoed the excitement thrumming through him.

With a gentle yet deliberate motion, he pressed his lips against her neck, his kiss feather-light at first, savoring the moment, feeling her body react to his touch. Her breath caught in her throat, and he felt her pulse quicken beneath his lips. The taste of her skin was intoxicating, warm and inviting, and he couldn’t help but deepen the kiss, letting his lips linger against her neck as he traced a line from her shoulder to the base of her jaw.

The heat between them intensified, a slow burn that ignited as he continued to explore the softness of her skin. Each kiss sent shivers down her spine, and he could feel her leaning into him, urging him on, responding to his every movement. Minghao’s hands slid from her waist to her shoulders, fingers lightly grazing her skin, creating a trail of warmth that followed his lips. The sensation of her hair cascading over his fingertips was electric, a reminder of the chemistry that crackled between them.

“God, you smell amazing,” he murmured, his voice low and thick with desire as he pulled back slightly to look into her eyes. The playful glint in her gaze spoke volumes, a mix of mischief and invitation that only fueled his desire further. “What’s your secret?”

She chuckled softly, her voice sultry and playful, “Just a little something to keep the boys interested.” The way she said it, with that confident tilt of her head and the arch of her brow, sent a rush of heat coursing through him. There was no doubt in his mind that she was utterly captivating, a force of nature that was both enchanting and alluring.

With renewed determination, Minghao leaned in again, planting kisses along the delicate curve of her neck, moving toward her ear. He could feel her lean back against him, surrendering to the sensation, her body arching in response to his touch. The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with desire as he nibbled softly at her ear, eliciting a soft gasp from her lips that sent a rush of excitement through him.

“Maybe we should find a quieter place,” he whispered, his breath warm against her skin, his voice laced with urgency. The world outside their intimate bubble faded further into the background, and all he could focus on was the way her body responded to him, the way she melted into him, as if they were destined to be together in this moment.

She turned her head slightly, her cheek brushing against his, and he felt her warm breath against his neck as she answered with a teasing smile, “And miss out on all the fun here? Where’s the adventure in that?”

Her boldness only intensified his desire, and he couldn’t help but chuckle, amused and intrigued by her fearless spirit. There was something thrilling about the way she challenged him, pushing him to explore this undeniable chemistry without hesitation. But Minghao was also eager to know just how far they could take this.

“Adventure can be found in more than one place,” he replied, his voice playful but sincere, his lips brushing against her skin as he spoke. “But if you’d rather stay here, I won’t complain.” He pulled her closer, the warmth of her body enveloping him, the beat of the music syncing with the racing of their hearts.

The flirtation between them was electric, and as they continued to sway, Minghao felt the tension building, a magnetic pull drawing them together. He nipped playfully at her neck, making her giggle, the sound sending a rush of warmth through him. With every kiss, every teasing nip, the world outside the bar faded, and all that mattered was this moment, this connection that was rapidly growing between them.

But just then, the lights in the bar shifted, casting a more intimate glow over the dance floor. The moment felt charged, the air thick with anticipation as they locked eyes again. It was as if time stood still, the entire universe revolving around them. Minghao felt an overwhelming urge to seize the moment, to push the boundaries of their connection further.

With a playful tug, he spun her around again, this time bringing her face-to-face with him. The surprise in her eyes only fueled his desire, and he stepped closer, their bodies nearly touching, the warmth radiating between them palpable. “How about we make this night unforgettable?” he suggested, his voice low and filled with promise.

Her eyes sparkled with intrigue, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “I like the sound of that,” she replied, her voice soft yet filled with challenge.

Minghao took a step closer, leaning in until their foreheads nearly touched, the heat between them intensifying. “Then let’s make every moment count.”

And with that, he captured her lips once more, the kiss igniting a wildfire of passion that consumed them both. The world around them melted away as they lost themselves in each other, the kiss deepening with every heartbeat, every breath, every flicker of desire that pulsed between them. It was a moment that felt both thrilling and terrifying, an adventure waiting to unfold under the flickering lights of the bar, the intoxicating rhythm of the night urging them onward into the unknown.

As they pulled away from the kiss, breathless and flushed, Minghao looked deep into her sultry eyes, a sense of exhilaration coursing through him. There was a magnetic pull between them, an unspoken understanding that they were both ready to take things to the next level. It felt as if the entire universe had conspired to bring them together at this very moment, and he couldn’t let the opportunity slip away.

“What’s your name?” he asked, his voice husky, filled with the thrill of their connection. It was a simple question, but it felt monumental in the heat of the moment, a way to anchor them in this whirlwind of desire.

“Y/N” she replied, a teasing smile dancing on her lips. “And you?”

“Minghao,” he said, his name barely escaping his lips before she was leaning in closer again, the desire between them palpable.

“Nice to meet you, Minghao,” she murmured, her voice low and sultry, the way she said his name sending a rush of warmth through him. He could see the playful glint in her eyes, a challenge lingering in the air as she shifted closer, her body nearly pressing against his.

“Let’s get out of here,” Minghao suggested, his heart racing as he took her hand, leading her toward the exit. The bar was alive with laughter and music, but all he could focus on was the way she moved beside him, her curves swaying enticingly, the scent of her perfume lingering in the air like a sweet promise.

[them97boys]

Verkwan in Red, White & Royal Blue

Imagining Verkwan as Alex and Henry from Red, White & Royal Blue.

Vernon as Alex Claremont-Diaz:

They both have unearthly visuals. 

OH THOSE LASHES.

They’re very cool, laid-back yet confident. They know their charm.

Vernon is Confident. Him and Alex are self-assured, often bold in their actions and decisions.

Very witty and intelligent.

Unrivaled humor. They have a strong sense of humor and often use sarcasm in their interactions.

Very ambitious. Vernon and Alex are deeply driven to make a difference in the world.

Vernon and Alex are sharp, quick-witted, and have a deep knowledge in their own professions.

They are fiercely loyal to their friends, family, and loved ones.

Both are Empathetic. Vernon is very caring and is often concerned about the well-being of others.

Open Minded. They look at things with a fresh perspective and often take great care in understanding the perspectives of others. 

They have a deeply romantic side, valuing love and connection.

Seungkwan as Prince Henry:

Soft Visuals. They also have mad visuals that lean towards the softer side.

Henry and Seungkwan possess a subtle, understated charm that endears the two to others.

Seungkwan and Henry are definitely open-minded but tend to be more reserved in expressing them. 

Tender. They are emotionally attuned and deeply affected by the feelings of those around them.

Henry, as a member of the British royal family, is well-mannered and always maintains a sense of decorum. Seungkwan also often reflects these traits. 

Henry is well-read, articulate, and knowledgeable, particularly about history and literature. I believe Seungkwan’s intelligence is criminally underrated. He is very knowledgeable and often brings up great points during debates, or conversations.

The two are also undoubtedly very loyal: they are devoted to their family, friends and their people.

Just like Henry, Seungkwan often puts the needs and expectations of others above his own desires.

Henry tends to hide his vulnerabilities, maintaining a composed exterior even when he’s struggling internally. Seungkwan also seems to always hide behind a smile, and feels reluctant to show his struggles outwards. (As you could see in In the Soop 2.)

They care deeply about the well-being of others and strive to be kind and considerate in their actions.

Their Relationship:

Henry (Seungkwan) fell first but Alex (Vernon) fell harder. 

Alex would fight the world for Henry just like Vernon would for Seungkwan.

Henry was constantly touching Alex at the elections to take that pressure off him and to soothe his anxiety. Seungkwan also seems to always reassure Vernon of his abilities and take off any pressure on him. ¹

Exhibit A, Exhibit B, Exhibit C

Alex and Vernon have a personal goal to always eliminate any space between their lovers and them. (Original Tweet)

I think this is the moment Henry truly realizes inside Alex’s arms, he is home. ²

Proof

Henry opening his heart to Alex and being vulnerable. (Original Tweet)

Babies :(

The New Year Party Scene: 

The way you can see Henry forgot how to breathe for a second and how his heart started racing. and then there's his slight smile. That moment he realized it's not just some crush he knew he loves Alex.³

Proof

Alex couldn’t care less about girls kissing him. He's just so happy that Henry's with him but Henry thought that Alex couldn’t care less about him. ⁴

Reminds me of that one Verkwan moment in Nana Tour: Link

Thank you for reading!

[them97boys]

Jeongcheol Fic Recs

Fluff: ☁️ Angst: 🔥 Smut: 😈

Angel of My Hell 🔥

“In the darkness of my realm, you shine as the brightest star, my darling angel.”

SO ANGSTY

i love the dynamic between all the characters

really engaging story

is tagged as "happy ending(?)", is really not

huge sucker for satan!jeonghan and angel!seungcheol

side ships: gyuhao and wonhui

i'm warning you this fic was heavy on my heart but it BURNED SO GOOD

character death(s)

33k, 12 chapters

Strictly Professional 🔥😈☁️

Seungcheol and Jeonghan are chosen as actors in a new drama. But what happens when they find out their characters are lovers? After all Seungcheol has tried to erase his feelings for Jeonghan, can he still get through 16 episodes without being discovered?

absolute binge read material

perfect balance of fluff and angst

slow burn

loved every second of it

tw: SA and homophobia

33k, 13 chapters

no rules in breakable heaven 😈☁️

“I really really like you, you know,” he whispered. “Fucked up, right?”

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Yoon Jeonghan worked as an accountant for a publishing company. He lived a good life in the heart of Seoul, between all the busy streets and polluted sky.

One summer, he decided to visit his hometown. He met Choi Seungcheol there.

love me a summer romance trope

hot mechanic!seungcheol and accountant!jeonghan??

SIGN ME TF UP

very hot

36k, 9 chapters

[them97boys]

Minwon/Meanie Fic Recs

Fluff: ☁️ Angst: 🔥 Smut: 😈

Catch the Stars 🔥☁️😈

When Mingyu’s doctor advices him to take a break from everything due to his insomnia, he defers the next semester at university and packs his things to visit his grandmother in a small village far away from the rush of the city.

Once there, he meets Wonwoo, and quickly realizes that sleepless nights are going to be the least of his problems.

THE BEST FIC I'VE READ???

SLOW BURN HOLY SHIT

it was so fluffy and so angsty at the same time??

this fic was so healing yet at the same time i needed healing from it

amazing character development

i love love love this fic

147k, 17 chapters

Of Soulmates and Stars 🔥☁️

“Mingyu, I’ll be assigning you Jeon Wonwoo’s case.”

Mingyu peers at the information before him. “No soulmate mark on his wrist sir?”

“It appears so."

In a world where the names of people’s soulmates appear on their wrists at the age of 18, Wonwoo is an anomaly to the system. But then Kim Mingyu comes from the stars to help him find his soulmate, and that should solve everything... right?

Wrong.

the trope is so fresh? I've never read anything like this

kept me on the edge all the time

i couldn't put this book down

had to remind myself to breathe from time to time

i love how realistic all the characters were, everyone had their own beliefs, strengths and faults that worked out very well

this fic is the queen of slowburn

has side ships

light 😈

178k, 26 chapters

you make my night ☁️

You can hear all of your soulmate's thoughts, but only when you've heard their voice.

Luckily for Mingyu, he meets his soulmate everyday at 9pm.

FLUFF

very cute! i loved the slow build up of their relationship

had me squealing in bed at 3 am

37k, 15 chapters

i'll be your man ☁️

The two of them have never gotten along, not even for a second since they met, and they are, as far as Wonwoo is concerned, sworn enemies.

So, you can imagine Wonwoo’s surprise when, on a regular Wednesday morning, Wonwoo is making a cup of tea in the office break room and the door slams open against the wall and a heaving, sweaty, panicked Mingyu busts through the doorway and shouts, “YOU NEED TO COME WITH ME RIGHT NOW AND PRETEND TO BE MY BOYFRIEND.”

we love enemies to lovers trope

i love mingyu's parents, thank you for your service

silly

fluff

21k, 12 chapters

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sequel: open 😈

doesn't have anything relevant to the plot

2k, oneshot