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mazeinthemiroh · 9 months
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[5:23pm] "you're pretty." you commented, staring at your boyfriend with intense interest.
seungmin lifted his head up from the book he was reading and gave you a half-hearted exhale in response to your compliment.
then he went back to reading, his eyes furrowed as he concentrate on he words before him.
"so handsome."
he lifted his head up again, licking his dry lips as he put his book down ever so slightly.
"can i help you with anything?" he questioned, an unamused look on his face due to your interruptions.
"not particularly, no" you responded playfully, staring at him with a dreamy look in your gaze. he rolled his eyes.
"then be quiet," he groaned, but in the same breath he was wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close to him. he knew, he just knew, that you wanted to be a little bit closer to him.
and immediately, you snuggled down into his grasp, head on his chest as your curious eyes looked at the pages he was reading as he lifted up the book again.
"read to me, pretty boy."
seungmin grinned gently at the nickname, one hand holding the book upright and the other coming up to play with your hair. then he read to you, his voice soft and almost musical.
you fell asleep soon after.
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mazeinthemiroh · 8 months
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[9:23pm] chan grinned at your lying body that was currently splayed out on the floor.
visiting australia with your ever so handsome boyfriend had it's perks, but damn, you weren't used to the heat.
consistent, heavy and unmerciful, barely cooling even at night time.
he couldn't help but laugh as you groaned dramatically into the carpet beneath you.
"i think i'm melting," you breathed out, a cheek pressed against the carpet as you splayed out like a starfish. he chuckled uncontrollably and made his way over to you.
"it's not that bad," he teased, angling a fan in your direction which only really blew hot air in your face.
"not bad enough to resist my cuddles?" he said, and before you had time to react, he spooned you from behind and attacked your neck with kisses.
"stoppp! you're sweatyyy" you groaned and tried to wriggle out of his strong grasp but he wasn't having it, giggling like a child in your ear as he snuggled closer to you.
and finally you gave up, relaxing in his grasp, exasperated.
"you're lucky i love you enough to stand this heat," you grumbled and pouted, crossing your arms, "and your cuddles at the same time."
he had a massive smile resting on his face. the air of the fan whisked over your bodies in a peaceful sort of way.
"i appreciate you. you know that right?" he mumbled in your ear, kissing your temple. "for being here, for supporting me, for loving me."
"yeah i know," you leaned a bit closer to his body, despite being sweaty yourself. you didn't feel that it mattered anymore.
"i will love you in sickness and in health," you said dramatically, "in summer and in winter! in heat and in snow!"
"well it's good to know no matter what season, we'll be cuddling like this. no conditions can tear us apart," he said assertively, and you rolled your eyes, a part of you feeling as though you were being cuddled against your will. but the other half, the stronger half, made no effort to move away.
"whatever you say, baby."
you melted into his touch.
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mazeinthemiroh · 7 months
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[12:01am] chan's face lit up when he saw your text message on his screen.
" happy bday, channie <3 "
it was simple. short and sweet. and yet, he found himself kicking his feet, launching his blanket up in the air as he squealed and grinned to himself.
you remembered.
you always remembered. without fail, no matter what was going on in your life, no matter how much time had passed, you would always remember his birthday.
and time had gone passed, very quickly, for the both of you. you hadn't spoken in ages, sort of drifted apart in a sense. he felt a certain emptiness inside of that only you could fill. and when you weren't there by his side, that feeling would remain.
but on his birthday, there was always a glimmer of hope that you'd come to refill his heart, the way you had done so in the past.
" thanks. nice to hear from you, finally "
he messaged back. he didn't really think about the impact of his words. sure, he jabbed at you slightly, wanting you to think. wanting you to yearn for him.
" that's rich, coming from you "
chan frowned. but he knew he deserved that. he had no excuses not to reach out to you. just the same old thing - time and energy and, well, moving on with everyday things. you were the same. he got it. that's how life worked. but it didn't have to be that way...
" i should really be going to sleep now "
" you? sleep? neverrr "
chan grinned at his screen, chuckling to himself at your response. you knew him all too well.
" yeah i won't be sleeping for a while..."
his thumbs hovered over his phone as he hesitated to type his next thought.
" you wanna meet up tonight? "
instant regret rippled in his chest as he breathed in and out heavily. he couldn't delete a message you had already seen, so he switched his screen off and buried his face in his pillow, cursing himself as he awaited your response.
what felt like hours to chan, replied within a minute. he took a deep breath and opened up his phone again, reading your response.
" thought you'd never ask. omw bday boy <3 "
who knew that birthday wishes came true?
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mazeinthemiroh · 11 months
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[11:38pm] "i do not like y/n"
chan quirked an eyebrow up at his younger friend with amusement. minho stared at him intensely, jaw tightening slightly.
"okay," chan didn't sound convinced as he crammed a dumpling into his mouth, "whatever you say."
"well, fuck you too," minho retorted, throwing his chopsticks down to his plays, making a big clattering sound which carried through the restaurant, earning a couple of glances in his direction. chan chewed in his mouthful as he looked up, eyes sparkling with mischief and a grin forming on his face. he ha never seen his friend so worked up about something before. nothing ever really phased him. this could only mean one thing...
"oh my god," he started teasing, "you're fucking in love, aren't you?"
the silence that followed amused chan but penetrated minho. he felt like a deer caught in the headlights.
"absolutely not. nope. no way." minho crossed his arms over his chest. chan gazed fondly over at his friend, who wildly resembled a grumpy cat.
chan hummed and said nothing, which seemed to discomfort minho more. the silence was suffocating. he unbuttoned the top part of his shirt and breathe out. reaching across the table to lightly touch chan's hand, grabbing his attention, minho stared desperately.
"help me, hyung."
who was chan to deny such an earnest request?
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mazeinthemiroh · 9 months
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[10:53pm]
best friends didn't cuddle like this.
they weren't supposed to be this close to one another. so intimate. so fond and free and loving, just like cats who found each other in the fluffiest of circumstances. personal pillows.
neither of you question it. you and your friend, minho. the lee know. the idol who had the face of a statue, so expertly crafted in the severity of his gaze. his cold stare and hardened, handsome features... no one would ever think to melt him.
but he melted to your touch quite easily. your limbs draped over his, and his over yours, connected in some kind of messy bliss. how were you two comfortable, in this pretzel-like scenario? neither of you asked this question. it was all too comfortable.
"do you think we should be so close, like this?" you wondered aloud, your head on his chest, not looking up as you asked this. your voice vibrated on his chest. he felt your voice in his system, and his lips quirked up.
you felt him shrug and let out a sigh. was it a sigh of defeat? of contentment? hopelessness? love?
"i don't care, i'm tired," he yawned and stretched his arms out from their position, much like a cat would.
"you're always soft when you're tired," you remarked, now nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. "that's how i can get you to cuddle me. i know the tricks of the trade now, 'cause i know you so well."
his eyes were wide open now at the sensitivity of his neck. he blinked a couple times, heat rushing to his face as he reached for his ears, which were now the colour red. his other arm was still holidng your waist, your body against him.
he hummed nonchalantly, but you smiled and giggled into his skin, feeling his heart-rate quicken from your simply movement.
best friends werent supposed to cuddle like this. but by his reaction to you, perhaps you were more than that at all.
so the cuddling simply must continue.
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mazeinthemiroh · 9 months
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[7:14am] you don't know what possessed you to agree to be taehyun's running partner.
and yet here you were, huffing and puffing alongside him in the early morning shine.
there were many problems with this little arrangement:
first of all - taehyun would be at your house for half 6 in the morning, which you expressed was too goddamn early and you needed your beauty sleep. to which he replied you didn't need any.
secondly - his strides were bigger than yours. the benefit of having long-ass legs was that people could get places quicker. you had no such advantage. and so, it took a lot more steps just to catch up with him. between the distance of your strides and the lack of stamina you had, it was a dangerously exhausting combo.
and finally - you were convinced he was a full on positive psycho. he found all this very 'refreshing' and 'fun.' yes, to taehyun, this was a 'light' exercise. everytime you stopped for a break, he would have a giddy smile on his face as he caught his breath. he looked happy, while you felt like you were going to collapse.
"you wanna go for one last lap around the lake?" taehyun suggested enthusiastically, nudging your arm as if that would motivate you.
"no." was all you said, still catching your breath as you flopped onto the wet grass. he happily joined you.
"i don't think i'm cut-out for this life," you groaned, while he chuckled.
there were some advantages to running with taehyun, of course. one namely being that... you could admire his toned body, and the way the sheen of sweat artistically graced his face. nothing like that to wake you up in the morning.
he crossed his legs and hummed to himself, waiting for you to catch his breath.
"hey," he finally perked up, "you want to get a mcdonald's breakfast instead?"
you looked at him with, unable to comprehend the words he just spoke.
"i fucking love you by the way," you wanted to hug and kiss him for this but all you could muster was a light tap on his bicep, which he gracefully accepted with an easy laugh.
maybe you weren't regretting being taehyun's running partner, after all.
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mazeinthemiroh · 11 months
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[10:52pm] "it's gonna be okay."
you looked up at your boyfriend, yunho, with glistening eyes. your hands were wrapped around his waist in a desperate, messy embrace as you sought comfort to the only person who could give you it.
your eyes were watery, shining with emotion. you licked your dry lips.
"is it really?"
"of course."
his immediate response made you frown. not everything was as simple as he made it sound. but that was his thing. yunho simplified things. he put things into perspective, sometimes removing the swirling, chaotic emotions that brewed up inside you. he was good at that.
but saying that everything was going to be okay when it wasn't... that didn't sit right with you. it just felt like an empty promise; one he couldn't fulfill or provide. not that you'd expect him to. the situation was out of your control, as well as his.
"how do you know that?" you challenged with a whisper. you could feel the grasp of his hands on your waist tighten a bit. you felt protected. you felt safe. if only life was as warm and welcoming is the arms of your boyfriend.
his face was as serious as ever. you knew he was taking grave consideration to your question. to the whole conversation. no light-hearted jokes or witty comebacks. just because he simplified things and reassured you by grounding you, he never once fel the need to belittle your emotions or laugh it all off.
deep down, yunho would want nothing more to get rid of your problems. he found it incredibly frustrating that he couldn't. but he was stubborn. more stubborn than life's tribulations.
"i just know it will be okay," yunho finally responded, a hand reaching down to hold the back of your head. he gently pushed your head down to it's original position on his chest, and sealed a protective kiss atop it, as if it was a spell keep you from harms way.
all was still and quiet after that. yunho's aura seemed to change as he stroked your hair. you couldn't see his eyes growing darker with severity.
"i will make it okay."
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mazeinthemiroh · 1 year
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[3:29 pm] it took everything in you not to collapse when you walked through the door to your apartment. this whole day had sucked the energy right out of you, leaving you feeling like a hollow shell of a human.
looking in the mirror, your complexion made you grimace. had you been walking about like that all day, you wondered. your reflection was enough to make you feel like you were going crazy.
"hey, hot stuff," wooyoung had his usually cheery voice on. immediately, you felt a bit lighter.
he passed a cup of tea he had made you and hugged you from behind, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck and leaving tiny letting kisses. you could've sworn you fell in love with him all over again.
he knew you had a rough day at work. it was the short text messages back. it was the waking up earlier than usual to get ready. it was the meeting he remembered you had that was bound to cut into your lunch break. and it did. oh gosh, it did. he knew this all too well.
"hey," your voice was strained as if the very act of speaking was too tiresome for your now aching body. you sunk back into his arms as he took your weight, his kisses growing heavier now, more firmer and assertive, as if to punctuate his love for you.
"you sound cheerful," wooyoung commented as he spun you around. you looked at him with a blank expression and he laughed, his hands sitting perfectly on your waist. he pulled you closer yet again, a cheeky grin on his face as he leaned in to give you a short, teasing peck on the lips. and when he pulled away, his grin only widened. god he was handsome like that; with his eyes sparkling with mischief and love.
with that thought, a smile finally appeared on your features. as you looked into your boyfriend's eyes, all the tension of the day had melted away.
his goal was met.
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mazeinthemiroh · 10 months
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[11:32pm] "are you asleep?"
"..... yes?" jeongin's hesitant voice sounded quietly beside you, making you laugh lightly at his response, turning on your side to fully look at him.
"me neither, i'm struggling tonight." you confessed as you watched him mirror your actions, shifting on his eyes so he can face you properly. there was a moment of silence were the two of you tiredly phased from looking into each others eyes to looking slightly aways, straying of into the darkness that you were surrounded by.
"we should talk," you stated decisively, your wandering eyes finally falling back to your boyfriend's. his eyelids were heavy as he yawned and stretched, and you realised yet again that his features were genuinely fox-like, and smiled to yourself.
"i have to get up early tomorrow," jeongin groaned and gripped the side of the pillow his head laid on, shifting it slightly so that he was as comfortable as possible.
you knew he was going to give in though, despite this little protest.
"come on, just for a little bit," you smiled and batted your eyes at him, earning an elegant eye-roll. he accepted your little request.
and when you talked to each other, in low voices and low tones, in conversations that no one else could possibly hope to hear, despite not being intense or serious enough for someone to want to overhear. they were just... yours. your moment to share with each other. only two souls exchanging information and keeping it secret from the rest of the world. the type of talk that doesn't warrant a pinky promise, but still holds that effect at the end.
this type of talk was only meant for lovers, face to face on a pillow while their sleepless night drifts away from them.
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mazeinthemiroh · 11 months
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[11:24pm] jisung laughed lightly at your adorable face nuzzling into the crook of his neck, tickling his sensitive skin slightly.
it had only been a couple months since you guys had officially started dating, and you were amazed at just how comfortable he made you.
everything just happened so naturally. so perfectly. you both seemed to fit so well together it felt almost too good to be true.
what made you had your doubts was the simple fact of how utterly touch-starved you were. you craved physical affection endlessly, and yet was hesitant with regards to requesting such a thing from your boyfriend. you didn't want to come off as clingy or overwhelming, so you kept silent.
but jisung knew. he could see through his own observations that you needed him. the way your fingers would edge towards him slowly but then tuck away back into your pockets. the way you would completely melt into his touch, becoming almost emotional everytime you hugged because the closeness was not something you were used to. he saw it all. and suddenly, all your needs were satisfied.
"i love you," he stated as a objective, genuine fact. he had never found it so easy to say those words before. but now, he couldn't stop saying it. he felt moved to say it at any given occasion. he couldn't help it.
and while you were so scared of expressing your touch deprived needs, he was worried he would come off as too overbearing. he needed physical touch just as much as you did. but he too didn't want to come across as clingy, and at some point didn't think you would like him touching you at all.
how wrong you both were.
"i love you too."
it was enchanting how both your needs were met all at once. you sunk further into him as his arms gently tightened around you. messy cuddles, sloppy kisses, blankets wrapped around the both of you. heaven. you let out a small sigh of contentment, your breath fanning against his skin.
this is the way it was supposed to be.
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mazeinthemiroh · 10 months
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[6:13pm] "you're looking very cool, sitting there like that."
yeosang looked up from where he was sitting, sunglasses shielding his eyes from the sun's persistent glare. he grinned at your compliment, giving you a slight nod. he seemed more confident in himself these days, and it made you happy.
"i know i do," yeosang shrugged, crossing his legs on the grass and sinking back into his book. it was a beautiful day for a picnic, blue skies spreading across the expanse of the world, not a single trace of a cloud in sight.
it was lovely, in the summer months, that you had the choice to sit outside int he later hours. you both would've eaten all the contents of the picnic basket and talked about everything and everything, and still it would be light, with the sun dwindling downwards in its own sweet time.
yeosang shook his head a little, realising he hadn't initiated the conversation in a while due to his deep interest in the book. he settled it down on the blanket now, shoving his bookmark in do the page wasn't forgotten.
"this is nice," he remarked in his quiet, wondering voice. he always sounded like he was thinking of something, pondering over life and all it's treasures. you turned to him and smiled as you watched him push back his sunglasses to reveal his striking eyes.
he'd never looked so beautiful, which was insane considering how utterly stunning he appeared to be in an absolute routinely state. effortless. that was the word you would you to describe your boyfriend. effortlessly attractive, effortlessly funny, effortlessly yours.
"this is very nice," you said back, reaching over to lace your fingers with his. his ears were dusted with red at your small affection.
it felt like the world was yours. and as the sun sunk deeper into the sky, the moment of early summer and endless love felt like it was going to last forever.
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mazeinthemiroh · 1 year
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[11:52 am] "you're home early" you commented as you watched your boyfriend come in, taking off his coat with weak movements and hanging it up on the coat rack.
"yeah they sent me home because they don't want me to be there when i'm 'sick'" hongjoong's frustrated pout seemed to grow as he said this, making his way over to the couch you were sitting on.
"aww baby, you're sick?" your voice was filled with concern as you raised your hand to his head to feel his temperature.
he looked sick. really sick. dark circles under his red eyes, a drizzly nose and a pout that protruded on his dry lips.
"i'm not sick!" he exclaimed, sniffing back his cold as he shook his head. "they're just exaggerating."
"joongie" you said sternly, giving him a knowing look that he found hard to look back at. you knew he was the type of person to fight through wars and march ahead even if it killed him. hey, it's how he has gotten this far in his career. he's a success because, at the end of the day, he doesn't give up. but just because he was sick and needed a break, that doesn't mean he was 'giving up'. you knew that, but he didn't. it was a concept that was too hard to grasp for him.
"you need to rest," your voice was gentle, and his gaze softened when he met your own. he sniffed again.
"but i could be doing all sorts of work," hongjoong protested quietly, "i can't afford to lose a day."
"yes you can."
"no, i can't."
"joong, you planned out the next 3 comebacks. you've got thousands of fantastic songs. you know where your concept and lore is going. you can afford a day off and you need a day off."
he was curious about where you learnt to be so persuasive. he supposed that he gave in quicker than he usually would due to his weak state. but deep down he knew you were right.
you pulled a blanket over your boyfriend and wrapped an arm around him as he sunk down to meet your shoulder, where his head rested comfortably. a sigh of relief escaped his lips. as soon as you embraced him closer, holding him nearer to your warm body, his eyes grew heavy. fluttering closed, he fought them to remain open, but to no avail.
"maybe i could rest... for a while... just a little while..."
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mazeinthemiroh · 9 months
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[9:46pm] "how's the birthday boy," you asked in a sing-song tone, smiling lightly at mingi as you walked to him.
he wore a shirt and suit trousers, a blazer in his hand. his tie was loose and his shirt was untucked in a deliciously reckless manner. he slid a hand into his pocket and shrugged.
"okay, i suppose," he forced a smile onto his face, but there was little joy in his eyes.
your own smile faltered. "hey, i won't be having that! tell me what's wron-"
"hey guys!"
you both were abruptly interrupted by your boyfriend, who happened to work in the same department as mingi. he snaked an arm to your waist and pulled you closer for a firm peck on the lips. mingi stared at the floor.
"oh, heya," you smiled gently, although not particularly interested in the man now latched onto your body. you were much more interested in the sad man in front of you, a year older and yet losing his lust for life. you felt the urge to change that.
"come out for drinks with us tonight, mingi," you suggested, making mingi gaze up with intrigue.
he objected at first, but you and your boyfriend started insisting. "you gotta celebrate!"
and so here he was, at the bar with you and some other work colleagues, drinking his woes away. he didn't know what he was doing or why he was there. his body started to ache and he wanted to leave.
you couldn't bare seeing him so unlike his usual cheery self. after you shook off your boyfriend, who was becoming more clingy than you wanted, you made your way to sit next to mingi, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. he began to drink his beer.
"what can i do to make you feel better, big boy?" you said, surprised in your outrageously flirtatious tone, although you could just blame the alcohol.
his eye twitched at the nickname you threw at him, his large hand gripping the glass in his hands as he turned his head to face yours finally. you were so close that you could feel his breath whisper over your lips.
"break up with him."
his eyes were narrowed, the dark room make his sultry stare almost deadly. you felt a chilling thrill shoot down your spine.
"a birthday wish?" you hummed, inching even closer, "i can't deny such a request..."
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