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blizzardfluffykpop · 8 months

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Kissable

Summary: A lazy movie day turns into something more as Hyungwon can't get enough of your lips.

Oneshot

Fluff, Smut, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,330

Hyungwon X Afab! Reader

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If you are a minor, please do not read/engage with this post. This is an 18+ work.

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As you laze around on your couch, you get a text from your boyfriend that says, “Wanna come over?” And you smile as you text back, “I’ll be there in ten.” You throw on your shoes and walk over to his dorm. You knock, and he opens the door and kisses the top of your head. You smile and kick off your shoes as he leads you to the living room. And you both collapsed onto the couch.

You lay your head across his lap as he turns on the television. “You know I was doing the same thing at my apartment?” He shrugs and looks down at you, “Yeah, but isn’t it more fun together?” You laugh and nod, “Always.” He asks, “What movie tonight?” “Something we’ve seen before?” He hums and flips it onto the notebook, “Why do we always watch this sad movie?” He shrugs, “You said something we’ve seen before.” You sigh, “I did say that.” He laughs, and you both watch on. He grabs a pop can from the coffee table, hands it to you, and grabs his own. “Thanks.” He smiles, and you crack it open before leaning up to drink a few sips before putting it back onto the coffee table and collapsing back onto his lap. He groans, “Jeez,” and sets his can down, you laugh, “Sorry.” He smiles down at you and kisses your forehead, and you both return to watching the movie.

It’s halfway through the movie when you catch him looking down at you instead of the screen. You raise your eyebrow at him, and he whispers, “You need to stop looking so kissable.” You blush, “What?” He smirks before cradling your head and lifting your head to kiss you. You gasp, “Fuck, Hyungwon, you can’t just do that out of nowhere.” He smirks and shrugs, still holding you close, “And you can’t just look so kissable all the time.” You roll your eyes and lean up to kiss him again. “I don’t think this movie is that interesting anymore.” He smirks, “Really?” You shake your head, and you both readjust so you have your arms around his neck and sit on his lap to kiss him some more.

He holds you close, fingers tangling into your head, “I can’t believe I get to have you all to myself.” You pull back to laugh before capturing his lips into another kiss, “I love you.” He groans, pulling away from the kiss, “Fuck, I love you too, babe.” You smile and tangle your hands into his hair, trying to bring him closer, “I can’t get enough of you.” He grins as he whispers against your lips, “I can’t get enough of you either.” Before capturing your lips in his again, you grind your hips into his, and you both stutter out a groan. He tightens his hold in your hair as he licks your bottom lip. You gasp, and he slips his tongue into your mouth. You give up and let him as you grind down harder on him. He pulls back from your lips, leaving a trail of saliva connecting you both, and you two can’t help but laugh before you bring him into another kiss.

He moves his hands from your hair to your hips and starts controlling your movements against his hips. Against your lips, he whispers, “That’s it, baby.” You gasp as his lips move from yours to your neck. He starts sucking a hickey onto your collarbone, and you groan, and he continues nibbling on the skin until he finds the spot that has your hips stuttering against his. “Won, please…” “Hmm?” He murmurs against your neck, leaving you shivering, “Fuck, please... y’know?” He shakes his head, “Hmm, I’m not quite sure I do.” You groan out in frustration, pull back from his lips, move your hands down from his soft hair to his shirt, and tug on it. “Is that what you want?” He asks, all cocky with his eyebrows raised. You sigh and shake your head as you tug on it, “No, y'know what I want…” He smirks, “I'm still not sure I do…” He relinquishes his hold and allows you to pull the shirt over his head. You run your hands over his chest, and he shivers.

He moves one hand back into your hair as he grinds his hips into yours. “What if we finish just like this?” You pout as he brings his lips to yours, “Huh? What do you say?” You whine, “No, Won, please…” He nods, and without a second word, he pulls your shirt up and over your head. “You look so beautiful, my dear.” You blush and kiss his nose, and he shakes his head, “If you want me to fuck you, you better kiss me right.” You nod and immediately kiss his lips. As you make out with him, you feel his hips stutter underneath you. And he asks, “Are you close, baby?” You nod, not able to form a comprehensible answer.

He reaches into the side table beside him and pulls out a little packet, and you make a note in your blurry mind to ask him about that later. He has you sit up from him, and he quickly shoves his pants and briefs down enough for his cock to spring out. He quickly rolls the condom onto himself as you step off of him and slip out of the rest of your clothes. He brings you back into his embrace and carefully slips himself inside of you, “You still close, baby?” You nod, “Good.” You sigh as he slides completely into you, “Shi-shit, Hyungwon, I’m not- I’m not gonna last…” He groans and pulls you into another kiss. Against your lips, he mumbles, “Me neither.” As he thrusts up faster into you, you do your best to meet his pace before he pulls you down and slams your hips together in tandem. “I-I- Won- please… I’m…” He groans and starts thrusting inside of you faster, “C’mon, baby… You got this, cum with me.” You pull back from his lips, “Won, I’m going to-” “Fuck, me too.” You plant your lips against his as you cum together.

He pulls away breathlessly, placing his forehead against yours as he grows soft. “Shit, that was so hot…” You agree as you try to catch your breath, “I know, you know, but you're a great kisser.” He smiles and kisses the side of your lips, “You’re not so bad yourself~” You roll your eyes and slip off of him, “If you want to kiss me, you better kiss me properly.” You settle back onto his covered thighs as he laughs. And he pulls you into another heated kiss. When you both pull away again, you ask, “You want to continue upstairs?” He nods, “This time you’ll do a majority of the work?” You shrug and give him a lazy smile, “Only if you carry me up.” He laughs, “I can live with that.”

—Bonus—

You lay back against the pillows and look at the ceiling, “I can’t believe we fucked while one of the saddest movies was on in the background.” He laughs, “It was better than fucking to the Bridge of Terabithia.” You nod, “You have me there.” You think back to him pulling out the condom from the sofa table. “Why did you have a condom in there?” He hums, “You mean in the console?” You nod, “Yeah.” He shrugs, “You never know when you’re going to need it~” You shake your head at him, “Why’s that?” You turn your head to look at him as he answers, “When you have someone like you around... You always have to be prepared.” You pout, “What’s that supposed to mean?!” He smiles and turns to look at you, “Just like your lips, I find you absolutely irresistible.” You smile, satisfied with his answer, “I love you.” He grins and kisses your forehead, “I love you too.”

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imaginekpopidols · 8 months

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[10:48 pm] You lay down on Hyungwon's lap halfway through the movie. As the two lovers breakup on screen, you feel his gaze upon you. You look up at him and see him looking down at you instead of the screen. You raise your eyebrow at him, and he whispers, “You need to stop looking so kissable.” You blush, “What?” He smirks before cradling your head and lifting your head to kiss you. You gasp, “Fuck, Hyungwon, you can’t just do that out of nowhere.” He smirks and shrugs, still holding you close, “And you can’t just look so kissable all the time.”

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iibonniee · 2 years

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omg that reaction was so cute could you do more husband! mx reactions when you have time in the future 🥹 god bless whoever requested that my heart is so fullll

Husband!Monsta X Scenarios (requested)

Genre: establish relationship

Rating: G

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2k

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Shownu:

The clock hit midnight the second the front door clicked shut. As if his body knew, the exhaustion no longer hit in waves, but this time it was full force and at an ugly rate. He knew it was only a matter of time before he crashed.

His shoes were off in seconds, joining the rest of the shoes that were lined up. His next quest was to go to the bedroom for some much needed rest. The moment the living room was in view, his eyes found his wife’s sleeping figure.

The blanket was halfway to the floor and the pillow she had laid her head on was about to follow suit. His smile was sleepy as he took no longer than a second to reach her.

He knew the mess on the coffee table was a quick fix, but wanting to go to bed and have his wife with him seemed like a better priority. Fixing the pillow so her head was now underneath it, his next move was to squeeze on the couch with her, hoping to get a good night's rest.

“Hyunwoo?” His wife’s voice was soft as it met the silent air. He felt her move around in his arms, seemingly confused as she tried to wake up and adjust to everything.

“I’m here, you can rest now.” Hyunwoo’s voice was soft as he whispered to his wife. One eye was propped open to see her faint moonlit smile, prompting him to smile as well.

“Do you want to move to the bed? It might be more comfortable."

Though her offer seemed tempting, Hyunwoo knew that he had picked his poison the moment he laid on the couch with her.

“No, let’s have a sleepover out here.”

Minhyuk:

Rather than being greeted with a kiss and a “Welcome home, love”, Y/N was greeted with the strong smell of fresh paint and the humming of her lover, Minhyuk.

Her brows raised in slight confusion the more she inched into their new home. The once beautiful spruce wooden floor was now covered in a clear tarp that seemed to fall victim to the wet paint.

Y/N knew the song Minhyuk was humming. A catchy American oldy by Elvis. Even though their wedding was fresh, Y/N noticed how Minhyuk held onto every little detail from the wedding as long as possible. The song, “Can’t Help Falling in Love” was the song they chose to have their first dance together to, and if Minhyuk didn’t cry when he first saw her walking down the aisle, he certainly did when they had their first dance.

“I thought you were going to wait for me.” She felt bad for laughing the moment Minhyuk jumped in fear. Wild eyes met her own, his frown was soon replaced with a joyous smile.

“You can still join.” Minhyuk’s eyes held a spark of hope as he spoke, “I didn’t get much done, anyways.”

Moving deeper into the apartment, Minhyuk’s free hand was immediately held out for her own, desperately wanting her touch. Her fingers met his and he pulled her close, his lips meeting her cheek without a second thought.

“You know, I don’t think I would’ve done this with anyone else.” Minhyuk’s sentence caused her to raise a brow, her attention now fully on him.

“I sure fucking hope not, Lee Minhyuk.”

Kihyun:

It was the smell of earthy warmth - nutty, rich, with a hint of sour components and the same heaviness - that woke Y/N up from her deep sleep. Sitting up, she blinked against the harsh morning light, trying to think of what was being made.

Coffee.

Sitting up, her eyes glanced around the room, then drifted down to her lap. She noticed almost right away the lack of clothing. A soft blush formed on her face as the memories of last night came crashing down. The night was still fresh on her mind. A new home to make many memories in.

She stood up, quickly noticing how the cool air ate away at her skin. Looking around the room, her eyes landed on a stray white button-up shirt throwing it on as she ventured outside for the first time that morning.

The smell of coffee had her hooked as she made her way out of the room and down the hall. The new apartment felt almost foreign to her. Each inch of the apartment waiting to be a part of a new story.

“There you are.” Her voice was soft as she padded her way closer to him. “And he cooks? I think I married well.”

His chuckle was light as he heard her joking tone. Turning to glance at her, he shot her his own sleepy morning smile. Placing a quick peck on his cheek, she turned her attention to her awaiting coffee cup, the steam telling her it was just made.

“Good morning to you, as well. Breakfast will be done soon.” Kihyun hummed as she glanced at him. His smile was never fading even for this time of morning. “Your mom swung by earlier.”

This caused her to turn to him with a raised brow. It hadn’t been long since they returned from Jeju island and her mother was already coming around?

“What did she want?”

“She made us the cookies we like so much.”

This caused Y/N to slightly roll her eyes. She knew her mother a bit too well, and whether Kihyun was turning a blind eye to her mother's actions or not, she wouldn’t know.

“The cookies you like, Kihyun. You have my mother wrapped around your finger. I swear I don’t know how you exactly do it.”

“Does it matter as long as I do it for you?”

“I guess you make a good point.”

Hyungwon:

The bright smile Y/N held was undeniably adorable. Like a kid on Christmas morning, the smile lit up her eyes and he watched her look over the almost crowded hotel room. Her mouth was parted slightly in a mix of shock and happiness.

It had taken him almost four hours to make something as simple as a blanket fort.

Four hours of hoping she would be distracted long enough that he could fulfill this unspoken promise to her, so she could relive such a massive childhood event. He watched as she turned to him in excitement, her mouth opening and closing as she wasn’t sure of what to say.

“Hyungwon…” She finally spoke, tears brimming her eyes as she took another look at the pillow fort. “Did you do this?”

Hyungwon’s proud smile was massive as he nodded. He wasn’t going to deny he put so much effort into this for her.

“Go look inside.”

Listening to his words, she moved towards the parted blanket, glancing inside. Hyungwon watched as she looked around, her smile never leaving, even as her eyes fell on the pile of snacks right next to his dimmed laptop.

He was thrown off guard the second she threw her body at him, the both of them falling on the carpeted ground.

“I don’t deserve you.” She whispered, holding him close.

“Anything for my beautiful wife. We’ll ditch our dinner reservations for some pizza and soda. How’s that?”

“God, you read my mind.”

Jooheon:

“I understand that, but can’t we move the meeting until next Wednesday? I just got home from my honeymoon and I feel like jumping into meetings is just too much.”

The bubbling frustration mixed with her words well. It wasn’t even a day of being home before she was hounded with news of upcoming meetings and proposals. Her eyes found her lover's, who sat on the couch watching her where she stood.

The words of her assistant pulled her back to reality. Turning her attention away from her curious husband, her focus was now on the call. Just for a moment, she just wished someone could understand her situation.

It was just too soon.

Before the frustration became too much, a pair of arms that wrapped around her body were her saving grace. Glancing over at her other half, she watched as he placed his head on her shoulder.

“Is everything ok?” He whispered softly as his fingers softly massaged her skin.

“Work.” She whispered, trying to pay attention to her assistant.

At her answer, Jooheon’s face scrunched up in disappointment. His eyes snapped towards her phone and before she knew it her phone was in his hands.

“I think you should listen to her. We just got back from our honeymoon and she’s exhausted. Tomorrow is too soon for her to be worried about meetings. That’s all.”

Her eyes were wide as she watched him hang up with a triumphant smile. Turning to her with his dimpled smile forced a smile of her own.

“You didn’t need to do that, Joo…”

“I did,” He spoke, his arms reaching out to pull her close. “We just got back from the first seven days of the rest of our lives. Work can wait for another two.”

Changkyun:

It was roughly nine in the morning when the birds outside woke Changkyun up with their morning song. Turning on his side, Changkyun’s breath was caught in his throat at the sight of his wife. The morning sun allowed enough light to peek through the semi-parted curtains and onto her sleeping form.

The distance between their bodies was next to nothing, but he didn’t care. A smile slowly grew on his face as he reached out to brush the stray strands of hair from her face. Almost unbothered by such actions, he watched as his wife slowly smiled in her sleep.

Just two weeks ago, she gave him her love for the rest of their lives. Just one week ago, he was mesmerized by her smile while they walked around her dream vacation. Just this morning, he was taken aback by her beauty.

His fingers stilled at her slight movement, his breath once again caught in his throat, fearing that he had woken her up.

“Good morning, Mr. Im.” Her voice was soft as her e/c eyes finally opened to meet his own. She was greeted with his soft, love-filled smile.

“Good morning, Mrs. Im. I… I hope I didn’t wake you.”

Her answer was a tired head shake. He watched as she snuggled deeper into the white fluffy pillow, her tired smile never fading, “You didn’t wake me, baby. Your soft touch would’ve kept me in my sleep if I wasn’t so excited to spend another day with you.”

Wonho:

Hoseok remembered the first time he met Y/N. It was cliché. A simple accidental bump in and her apologizing profusely for such an accident. What surprised him the most was how she didn’t recognize him. To her he was a simple man amongst the sea of others.

He remembered how fast his heart raced as she gave him a smile. How he couldn’t allow her to leave in fear he’d never see her again. So, with a huff of courage, he asked for her number. He remembered how surprised she was, but regardless she gave it to him.

He remembered the courage he had built up for their first date. How well their first date went. He could remember each detail perfectly. How beautiful she looked under the moonlight and how her attention was simply on his.

Five beautiful years and he finally had the courage to ask her to be his wife.

He remembers each detail about their wedding night. How he didn’t care how stupid he looked if he cried as she walked down the isle. How her beauty was incomparable to anyone he has ever met. How she was his.

“I’m so happy with you, Mrs. Lee.” Hoseok whispered the moment he was able to wrap his arms around his wife.

Her giggles were like music to his ears. His favorite song in all of the world.

“And I’m so happy with you, Mr. Lee.”

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seungminnie-meong · 2 months

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sleepy hyungwon

A/N: He IS my babygirl idc It was nearly 3 am when you woke to the sound of keys jingling at your apartment front door. You weren’t a light sleeper, and your boyfriend intended to be quiet, but nonetheless, he couldn’t help but wake you up when he came back from his late night schedules. With his recent comeback, he stayed at the studio well into the night practicing his dance routine to perfect it down to the very last detail, and every time he came home he was dead tired. Today was no different. You pulled the covers back and your feet found the cold floor. It was dark in your apartment, but you slowly found your way to Hyungwon who was still standing in the living room by the front door. When you walked into the room, he spoke. “Sorry, love, I didn’t mean to wake you, go back to bed.” He sounded tired, and you're sure that if you could see him he would look so as well. You made your way over to him and wrapped your arms around his neck wordlessly. He buried his face in your neck and breathed in your scent, the smell of his home. You were dressed simply in one of his sleep shirts and some boxers. His hands found the backs of your legs and he lifted you, holding you close to his chest. Face still buried in your neck, he began to find his way back to your shared bedroom. You placed a hand in his hair, gently playing with it. His hair was starting to get long, but you knew they would change it up for their upcoming comeback, so you’d enjoy it while it lasted. He hummed against your neck and placed his chin on your shoulder. He found the edge of your bed and gently laid the two of you down, careful not to bump your heads together. “Hyungwon?” “Hmmm?” he hummed. “You still need to change out of your work clothes. And brush your teeth.” “Too sleepy,” he mumbled. You giggled at him being cute, but sat up and pulled him up by his arm. He just groaned in complaint. You got some pajama pants out of his dresser and tossed them over to him. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor, it was tomorrow's problem. He pulled his sweatpants off and stood to get his legs into the pajama pants, almost stumbling. He was far too sleepy. You helped him make his way to the bathroom in the dark and you sat on the counter as he brushed his teeth. Your eyes had adjusted to the dark of the bathroom at this point and you could see the vague outline of your shirtless boyfriend. You only wished you could turn on the light to get a better view of the chest and abs you knew he had been working so hard on for this comeback. You knew you’d see it once the morning light was streaming through your bedroom windows in a few hours, though, and during breakfast tomorrow morning. He got shy if you ever brought it up, but you loved the way he looked. He was tall and lean and so pretty. You caught yourself staring quite a bit, but you just considered yourself lucky. A boyfriend like Hyungwon was hard to come by. He spit out his toothpaste and put his toothbrush back in the cup, making his way back over to you to hug you again. He buried his head in your shoulder while you carded your hands in his hair and wrapped your legs around his hips. You could feel him almost falling asleep just standing there, so you pushed him away from you and pulled him along to the bed. He settled in and made himself comfortable behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his chin on your head. He let out a sigh, finally relieved to be in his warm bed with you beside him.

#hyungwon #monsta x #monsta x x reader #monsta x fluff #hyungwon monsta x #hyungwon fluff

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jae-bummer · 9 months

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My Idol 3: Part Nine

My Idol From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

My Idol is a South Korean competitive reality dating game show. It currently airs on Saturday nights on Jae-bummer’s blog. First broadcast in 2016, the show offers the opportunity for a lucky fan to go on seven blind dates with seven idols. The idol plans the date with the show throwing in a specific mission to complete during the day. At the end of the initial dates, the show opens up an audience vote to decide what four idols will move on to the second date.

My Idol 3: The Series

"Don't look at me like that," you muttered, looking up at Insu moodily.

"It looked like he was trying to inhale your face," your bodyguard muttered, eyes wide. "That must have been terrifying."

"I can't tell if you're trying to be an asshole or not," you sighed. Shoulders dropping, you leaned against the wall that Jackson had you pushed up against. "Had it ever occurred to you that I was enjoying it?"

"Not really," he chuckled, leaning against the wall beside you and crossing his arms. "Did you?"

"I thought so," you nodded. "He's very handsome. And very sweet."

"I wasn't asking why," Insu scoffed.

"I didn't say you were," you said, narrowing your eyes at him. "Why are we even talking right now? I'm still irritated with you."

"Oh right," he grinned. "Because I was the one to tell a complete stranger that you had severe hemorrhoids."

"He wasn't your date," you shrugged.

"Is now a bad time to talk?" he asked, suddenly turning serious. You remained silent, the question hanging in the air.

You knew he wasn't referring to your recent statement, but "talking" as a whole to fix whatever had broken between the two of you yesterday.

"Insu," you started slowly, trying to get your thoughts together. "You don't know me."

"I have never claimed to," he sighed. Adjusting his stance against the wall, he moved to face you. "But I know enough about what type of men you're dealing with to give some sort of warning."

"You don't know them either," you said quietly. "I understand that you're inherently protective, but protecting my heart is not part of your job."

Turning to lean his back against the wall again, Insu looked up to the ceiling, silent.

"I admit," you continued, not at all wanting to admit anything. "That there is...a level of comfortability between us."

"How sweet," he muttered.

"But that's not something I can afford to explore at the present time," you breathed. "As there are seven other men who are currently vying for my affections."

"Only seven?" he hummed. "What's another one thrown in there?"

"This isn't a joke," you groaned. "We need to be more professional."

"We?" he asked, lifting his brows. "I've never once, in the entire time of being contracted with My Idol, neglected your safety based off of my feelings. I am always alert and aware of any threats, including, but not limited to those men "vying for your affections.""

"You're getting more invested than you should," you said wearily, feeling suspiciously close to tearing up. "My life is beyond complicated."

"As you've mentioned."

"Disregarding the whole dating thing," you sighed. "I'm homeless right now."

"I don't think you realize..." he began. "That I am working for a production that you are also technically working for, making us coworkers. Are coworkers not allowed to have friendly relationships?"

"We are," you nodded. "But tell me you weren't jealous of me and Jackson's interactions."

"I was not jealous," he said simply.

Crossing your arms, you turned slightly away from him. He had to know that was bullshit.

"I was selfish."

You could only turn and blink up at him. "What?"

"I want to get to know you," he continued quietly, avoiding eye contact. "So badly. When I took on My Idol, this was just another job. Then I met you at a time when you were so broken. I wanted to protect you and make sure no one would hurt you again. I'm generally protective of my clients, but my feelings for you have been beyond confusing."

You swallowed. You had been in a proverbial dry spell for years. Suddenly though, your dating life had gone from raining to pouring.

"Why do they deserve a chance while I don't?" he continued, his face contorting into sadness, then anger. "Because they're celebrities? Because they're what the audience wants to see?

If it's the right time, right place for them...then I'm also here. What makes me so wrong? Why can't I learn about you and see where it goes?"

"This isn't real life," you murmured. "I am contractually obligated to see these men. If something happens during that contracted period, then great. Dating has been hard ever since I stepped foot in Korea. It's not that I don't want to acknowledge you as a potential suitor, but-"

"I just don't fit into that part of the story," he breathed.

"Insu," you whispered, the tears now dangerously close to falling. "You're not being fair to either of us."

"I know," he muttered, turning away from you completely. "I know. I'm being selfish. I'm putting my wants before what you, well, legally have to do."

"It's not wrong to be selfish sometimes," you cooed, tugging on the back of his suit jacket. "But right now, I'm asking you not to be."

"That's a tough ask," he said quietly.

Sick of speaking to his back, you walked around his body to stand in front of him.

"We can be friendly," you said sternly. He had to understand. "We can be coworkers, but you have to stop with these pre-conceived notions you have of the contestants. They all seem genuinely kind and happy to be able to date without ridicule. They're just people searching for a connection."

Insu remained quiet, biting his lip, and looking anywhere but at you.

"I know it's hard not to be angry...when you don't get a chance at something...at someone," you corrected. "But please, if you really care like you say you do, just go easy on me."

Exhaling through his nose, he finally glanced down toward you. "I will. Only because it's for you."

Slowly nodding, you looked up at him with a sad smile. He really was lovely, and in another life, you may have bumped into him, and fallen hard. It was best to nip this in the bud before the two of you grew past flirting and casual jealousy. Whatever issue he had regarding celebrities was likely unrelated to you and more so to his career. You were certain there was much more to his story than wanting a chance to date. He didn't seem like the type to go after things so trivially.

"Can I go to sleep now?" you asked, the question quieter and more fragile than you had anticipated.

"Of course," he breathed. Pivoting and walking toward your door, he already had your room key in hand. "I shouldn't have forced you into a conversation. I'm sure you're exhausted."

"No," you sighed. "It was good we talked."

"I'm not sure if "good" would be the word I would use," he grumbled.

This caused you to smirk. "It can be a good conversation without actually feeling good about it."

Insu furrowed his brow. "Do you feel good about it?"

"Absolutely not," you laughed. "But I don't really have a say over my own life right now, do I?"

During a time where you should be worried about the four incredible men who had each whisked you off your feet, your thoughts were plagued with the conversation you had with Insu. Playing it backwards and forwards in your head, you tried to find a way to make everyone happy. No matter how much mental gymnastics you did, there was no conclusion. The situation was impossible.

You knew from the moment you had met your bodyguard that you had the fattest crush on him. In fact, it was easy to admit at this point. He was good looking, certainly had a tragic backstory, and in general, seemed morally grey. It was all of your favorite tropes about the male leads in every single book you had read. He was a protector and he made you feel so safe in a time that was so uncertain. Maybe it was a touch of Stockholm syndrome, but who could blame you?

But it was all over now. You had to put your adult pants on and squash the small kindling that had been ignited. It was what was best for everyone.

Spinning the ring that Hongseok had made for you around your finger, you paced the length of your hotel room. After a few days break, you were finally slated for another date. With an estranged Insu and a generally stuffy Hyuk, your days had been long. You had met a handful of times with producers, as well as your old apartment complex. The police were still trying to sort out what exactly had happened during your break in. Suspects were hard to find when the entire country's eyes were focused on you.

Thinking back to the dates you had already been on, a thought struck you. You were over halfway complete with the first round. Four men had graced your life, while only three men were left waiting in the wings. It was an odd thought that you had met so many different personalities in the past two weeks. At times, this whole experience felt like a fever dream.

Your evening with Jungkook had been so simple in the best way. When meeting someone with the level of star power he had, you were expecting a big personality. It was refreshing to find him to be so down to earth. He was so expressive and understanding with his words and actions. Talking to him was like talking to a childhood friend. You had been at ease instantly and he still acted as a calming balm to your soul. Running into him in the hallway had only confirmed that.

The day you spent with Hongseok, however, felt like a true first date. It wasn't that you were totally awkward with each other, but you definitely had to warm up. After a strained first interaction, it was easy to see that he was tooth achingly sweet. With an endless supply of jokes and stories, the butterflies in your stomach knew no peace with him. If there was any consolation to your apartment being broken into, it was that he was the one to help you through it.

Rebounding from the shock of losing most of your worldly possessions, San was a perfect date to follow. The man was quite literally a walking green flag. His innocence and naturally cute mannerisms made you feel like you had been dropped inside of a rom com. He was a soft boy. Even after he had been injured, he worried about how you were doing. Plus, you had to begrudgingly admit, you kind of liked the nickname he had given you.

Your last date had still left you reeling. Being with Jackson was like constantly holding your breath. He was incredibly kind, but also incredibly hot. He oozed sex appeal, and it was easy to get lost in the idea of a first kiss with him. His date had been a little more involved than the others, but you felt like it had represented him well. He had so many different sides to him that it was hard to peg down. He was an enigma, and you were hopeful that you would get to explore your relationship more.

You closed your eyes as you heard a knock on the door. "Y/N," Insu called softly. "It's time."

Taking a deep breath, you nodded to yourself. Another evening date meant another appearance of Insu the chaperone. You knew he was likely to behave better this time, but you still hated that he essentially had to watch you date other people. It was unfair.

Unlocking your door, he pushed gently against it, causing it to swing in toward you. Turning to face him, you were surprised to find a smile on his face.

"Well, aren't you cute."

"Insu..." you warned.

"He said in a totally platonic way," he smirked, motioning for you to come into the hall.

Rolling your eyes, you walked past him, instantly feeling lighter. He had been a bit quiet since your big conversation, so it was nice to see him getting back to himself.

"How are you feeling?" he asked as he took his place behind you.

"Nervous," you breathed. "But the good kind I think."

"Good," he hummed. "I know it's been hard to think of anything but the chaos going on around you, but you deserve to have a good time. Really enjoy what's happening."

Shooting a suspicious look over your shoulder, you quirked a brow. "Thanks."

Your expression caused him to laugh. "What?"

"I just..." you murmured, trying to pick your words carefully. "Wasn't expecting for you to be supportive after our conversation the other day."

"I've done my pouting," he sighed. "I just want you to be happy."

Stepping into the elevator at the end of the hall, your heart skipped a beat. He was too good for you anyway.

"Thank you," you said after a moment of silence. "Really."

"There's nothing to thank me for," he offered.

Unable to come up with a reply before the elevator doors slid open, you reached over and gave his bicep a quick squeeze. Shuffling into the lobby, you looked around, surprised to see the driver and camera men the only ones waiting for you.

"What-" you started but were immediately interrupted by Wu.

"Your date wanted to take a different mode of transportation," he sighed. "We're meeting him at the venue."

"Different mode of transportation," Insu clucked. "I wonder what that means."

...

Standing on the sidewalk in front of a record store, you watched the sun begin to set on the horizon. The colors were beautiful, but the lack of direct sunlight already caused the temperature to begin to plummet. Shivering slightly, you tried not to get annoyed. Where was your date?

After another five minutes of waiting, you were jostled from your thoughts by the revving of a loud engine. Looking up, you were surprised to see a large motorcycle easing smoothly up to the curb. Surely that couldn't be...

The driver began to fiddle with his bike, turning it off before reaching for the helmet he had been wearing. Freeing his head, he shook out his hair and ran his fingers through it. Honestly, it felt like you were watching a movie as he slid from the cycle and looked your way.

As soon as your eyes met, it felt like your breath had been stolen from your chest. Who was allowed to be that good looking? Even after popping off a helmet, he looked like a dream.

Shaggy black hair, pouty lips, and doe eyes, the man strode toward you, obviously in no hurry. Dressed in a black jean jacket with a grey hoodie underneath, black jeans, and converse, it looked like he had walked out of a magazine.

Remaining silent until he finally made his way before you, he offered a shy smile. "Hi."

"Hi," you choked out, suddenly overly aware of the lack of saliva in your mouth.

Tilting his head as he watched you curiously, he instantly noticed your arms wrapped around your torso. Without saying a word, he tugged off his jean jacket and held it in your direction.

"No, I'm fine-" you started, a natural reaction to not wanting to cause anyone trouble.

Lifting his brows, he shook it a bit. As you continued to stare, he heaved a sigh before walking around you and placing the coat across your shoulders. Stepping back in front of you, he grinned. "I'm Hyungwon, from Monsta X."

"I'm Y/N," you croaked. "From My Idol."

Hyungwon's smile grew in size as heat began to instantly creep up your neck. How did someone's simple existence make you so flustered?

"Nice to meet you, Y/N from My Idol," he chuckled. "Why don't we get you out of the cold and head inside?"

"Yes, inside," you said dumbly, already heated by your sheer embarrassment.

Hyungwon smiled again as he took a place beside you, putting his hand across your lower back to guide you into the building.

His fingers felt like they were searing a hole into the denim. You mentally chided yourself as you stumbled forward. Get it together, Y/N, or risk this being the most mortifying night of your life.

#bts #got7 #monsta x #seventeen #pentagon #stray kids #ateez #svt #monsta x hyungwon #mx hyungwon #hyungwon #chae hyungwon #hyungwon fluff #hyungwon angst #hyungwon x reader

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laysdimplesareillegal · 10 months

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still not having many girl friends after moving to korea you spent a lot of time with changkyun and the rest of the monstas. doing “girly” things with pillow princess hyungwon like watching fun movies, doing each others nails or seeing what he looks like with your makeup on etc to have fun without needed to go out. meanwhile changkyun starts coming out of his room more and more often to see what you guys are up to and talking about without him. until hyungwon notices, and as always encourages teasing his maknae

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seungkwansphd · 2 years

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oops, all ubers!

pairing: hyungwon x reader wordcount: 550 summary: celeb!hyungwon gets into your uber on accident and embarrasses himself just slightly. but he’s nothing if not persistent and luckily he’s exactly your flavor of awkward charm. genre/themes: meet cute, reporter!YN, drabble, fluff.

a/n: idk but here it is HAHA. thanks again to @wavelikewhat for the proofread & pep talk!

“Ah, here we go,” Hyungwon mumbled to himself as his Uber pulled up. Without flashing a glance, he pulled open the rear passenger seat to get in.

“YN?” the driver asked, glancing back to his app.

“Ah, my car!” your eyes lit up from down the block. You jogged over at a medium pace and were confused to see a man half-in your car already. “Sorry? I think this is my Uber?” you gestured at the man to get his attention.

“Oh! Shoot, my bad!” Hyungwon flushed, glancing between you, the driver, and his phone. “Sorry, mine’s the same make and model.”

“No worries,” you chuckled, wondering why he looked so familiar, “Honestly we’re probably headed to the same place. If I wasn’t worried about being murdered, I’d offer you a ride,” you laughed, eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Hey, the best murderers are nothing if not persistent,” he joked, feeling oddly transfixed by you. Your Uber driver made a weird face at him before pulling away and he realized just how strange of a comment he had just made. He could only hope that you hadn’t heard him as his eyes followed your car away.

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You wanted to hit yourself on the head for not recognizing Hyungwon during the Uber incident. As you sat in the crowd watching him on stage, you couldn’t help but chide yourself. Fiddling with your press badge, you watched him with interest as you waited for the event to start. At times, his eyes roved the crowd and it almost seemed like he was looking for someone. You wondered who.

Hyungwon took another quick scan of the crowd. He could’ve sworn he’d seen your car pulling away when his had arrived at the conference center. It wasn’t like there were too many events happening here, so you were likely to be in attendance as well, right? He cursed the dim lighting on the crowd as he tried not to make his searching too obvious.

About halfway through the event, he finally found you. You had raised your hand to ask a question of his co-star and he’d almost pouted, forgetting he was on stage. Luckily, he’d had the presence of mind to jot down the name of your publication. That should make matters easier.

…

“And what time is the after event?” Hyungwon heard his co-star confirm with the agent.

“Starts at 7pm. You’re all free to wander and explore until then, but remember you are contractually obligated to attend.”

“Is it just talent and management?” Hyungwon found himself asking.

“No, press is invited too, so don’t get too drunk,” his manager warned, knowing him a bit too well.

Hyungwon grumbled playfully at his manager, though a bubble of hope rose in his chest that you’d be in attendance too. He couldn’t really explain why, but he wanted to apologize if he’d come off weird earlier and get to know you better.

…

“Told you I’m persistent,” Hyungwon chuckled lightly as he approached you.

“It seems so,” you flushed, oddly charmed by his awkward sense of humor. “Here to murder me now?”

“Hmm, I think there might be better ways for us to use the time, if I‘m being honest,” he cocked his head to the side and you were inclined to agree.

#hyungwon fluff #hyungwon drabble #hyungwon fanfic #hyunwon scenario #hyungwon imagine #monsta x fluff #monsta x drabble #monsta x fanfic #monsta x scenario #monsta x imagine #seungkwansphd:writes #monsta x imagines #monsta x scenarios

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byunbhyunz · 1 year

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Hyungwon - “I’m not eating frozen pizza for the third time this week.”

Pairing: Hyungwon/Reader

Genre: fluff, terriblecookerreaderandhyungwon!au

Word count: 1,019

Prompt: “I’m not eating frozen pizza for the third time this week.”

It all started with Hyungwon having enough of instant food and it eventually ended in chaos. Also, with a kitchen you had to wipe clean, and magically get rid of the smell of burnt meat.

When Hyungwon arrived home and caught you getting out a suspiciously flat box out of the freezer, he simply said:

“I’m not eating frozen pizza for the third time this week.”

“But you love it.” You tried to convince him or seduce him with the promise of trashy food, which he rarely turned down.

“Third time this week, Y/N. It’s only Wednesday today.”

You groaned, hearing the finality in his voice. His face softened upon seeing you pout and put the frozen pizza back to its original place. He quickly shuffled out of his shoes, which he forgot to took off as he only stepped in the apartment when he caught you in your actions. What a relief that the front door was directly looking at the kitchen!

Feeling his arms sneak around your waist, he pressed a kiss on the top of your head and you melted into his hold, forgetting to shut the freezer. He reached out with a scoff, shutting it, then hugging you even tighter.

“What can I say? You make me lose my mind completely,” you tried to save your ass with some cheesy words, that he loved to hear, but would never admit.

“You don’t need me for that to happen,” he replied with a snark comment, but his plump lips pulled into a smile as he dragged them along your jaw. You sighed at the sensation, already feeling your legs weak from what was about to come.

“So what are we gonna have for dinner if not pizza?” You ask with a sigh falling from your lips. He kisses your skin right below your ear, knowing well what he does to you.

“We could cook. I saw some chicken in the freezer the other day.”

“You did?”

“Mm-hm. It’s hiding right behind that pizza you were tempting me with.”

You could barely pay attention to what he was saying, only got lost in the feeling of his lips drawing a line from your ear to your lips with wet kisses. God, he could be such a tease!

“What do we do with it? It takes hours for it to unfreeze.”

“Put it in the microwave.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Why? People always do this kind of stuff. They even post it on Youtube as cooking hacks. If it works for them, it will for us too.”

You could only agree to whatever he was saying.

His teeth sank into the soft flesh of your shoulder, then his plush lips soothed the remaining pain. Then his body retreated from yours, getting things into his own hands by grabbing the chicken, unwrapping it from its package, putting it on a plate, and shoving it into the microwave altogether. He played for a while with the settings, not really knowing what would be the best solution for a quicker unfreezing method.

After setting it, his needy hands were on you again; mouth whispering words into your skin.

“It will take time to unfreeze anyway, so what do you think about spending it useful?”

You chuckled at the lame phrasing of his want, but sighed when his fingers slipped under the hem of your shirt. An expert tease, that’s what he was.

“I try not to think about you just referring to sex as ‘spending time useful’. Never heard anything that mood killer from you in a long time.”

His pout was obvious when he kissed you, but the expected snarky reply didn’t came. Instead, he put his mouth to a good use, which made you quiver for the next thirty minutes or more so.

The chicken was long forgotten, your mind only filled with anything related to Hyungwon: his scent, the softness in his eyes when he looked down at you as he moved his hips in a loving but satisfying way. You were overwhelmed by him, and you loved it.

“What did you say about me killing the mood, hm?” He nudged your collarbone with his nose after he collapsed on you, and refused to move. He would never say it, but he loved to lay on you, in your embrace after making love.

“Nothing. But sometimes your mouth can be really…”

“Sexy? Sweet? What? Finish what you started to say.”

“Annoying.” You smirked as he looked up at you with mocking disbelief on his face. His dark orbs glinted with mischief, but you were already occupied with something else. More accurately, with the weird, bitter smell that was slowly filling the bedroom. “Do you feel it too?”

“Already, baby? We literally just finished, you should give me at least a few minutes to regain my…”

“No, not that! It’s like… like something is burning.”

That grabbed Hyungwon’s attention too. Lazily pulling himself up, he sniffed in the air, then frowned in confusion. Lost in thoughts realization washed over his features. He looked at you with wide eyes.

“The chicken.”

You were faster; tossing the sheets aside, you ran to the kitchen completely naked. There was smoke coming out of the microwave, making you cough immediately.

Hyungwon followed you. He had decency to put on some pants, and upon seeing the state of your dinner-supposed-to-be, he sighed and went to the hallway for the fire-extinguisher, although there was no signs of fire. But where there’s smoke…

“So, should I put the pizza in the oven now or you want to help cleaning first?” You asked Hyungwon smugly, when you put on some clothes and opened every single window in your apartment.

“Let’s just order something,” he grumbled back, then added a little sheepishly: “I’ll try to bribe Kihyun hyung into cooking us something for the rest of the week.”

“I’m sure he will take pity on us if you tell him what happened tonight.”

His sigh probably could be heard on the streets too as he called a take-out place, and glanced over the kitchen waiting to be cleaned.

#hyungwon #hyungwon fanfic #hyungwon fluff #monsta x #monsta x fanfic #monsta x fluff

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blizzardfluffykpop · 3 months

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Secrets

Summary: Your sweet boyfriend, a man who can’t get up when a cat sits on his lap and knows you like the back of his hand. Is more than just the sweetheart he is?

Fluff, Angst?, Mafia au, Secrets, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,968

Secret mafia boss! Hyungwon X Reader

[Mentions briefly: Minhyuk]

[A/n: @jinkoh and I couldn’t stop thinking of mafia boss! Hyungwon. And I absolutely had to write our thoughts into a fuller story. So please enjoy our brainrot~ And Kebbi, I hope this fulfills your brainrot as it did mine~ Lastly: thank you for checking over this, Kebbi! I appreciate it sm 🥺💖]

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Like every other Wednesday since you started dating Hyungwon, you’re heading to meet him at the cafe where you had your first date. And now you both meet up there before walking around a bit before heading to one of your homes and watching movies together. You get outside the cafe entrance to see him walking out with your two coffees in his hands. He smiles as he hands you yours, “I got you your favorite~” You grin and thank him before sipping on it. He wraps his arm around your shoulder, “So, how’s my baby been?” You smile, “I’ve been okay.” He pouts, “Just okay?” You sigh, “Do you remember that debut I told you about before?” “Of course I do. What about it?” “They’ve raised my rate by another twenty, and I was going to use that extra money to buy some records. And you’d think I’d already have paid it off by now, but the interest rates have been so high.” He lets out an “Oh,” and you look over at him, and he says, “I’ve dealt with horrible lenders before. It’s hard to hear you going through the same thing.” You shrug, “I suppose it’s okay, it’s just twenty bucks. Maybe by my next bill, I’ll have it paid off!” He smiles and clicks your coffee cups together, “Heck yeah!”

You smile, “So, how has your business been going?” He hums, “We have more money coming in now, and that’s nice.” You agree, and he leads you to a park bench, “Why do we always seem to end up at this bench?” He gives you an eye smile, “You know why.” You laugh, “It’s where we met.” He removes his arm around your shoulder to hold your hand in his. You lay your head against his shoulder, and he leans his head on top of yours. You chat quietly, taking in the early afternoon air. His phone rings, and he parts from you, “Do you mind if I take this?” You shake your head no, and he gets up from the bench and discusses in hushed whispers.

You wait for him to return, and he has a small pout playing on his face, “I have to go…” You pout back and go, “No, it’s our only day together until our date next week on Saturday…” He nods, and you get up from your seat. And he goes, “They really need me there. But I promise I’ll make it up to you.” You cross your arms over your chest, and in a faux stern voice, you say, “You better.” He laughs and kisses your forehead. You hold up your pinky and lock them, and he presses your thumbs together. “I promise.” You kiss his nose, “I know you will. I love you.” You let go of your hold. And he pulls you into a tight hug, “I’ll see you later.” You smile as you hug him tightly back, “You will.” And with that, you part ways, much too early for your liking, but you shrug when duty calls you must attend.

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When you sat in your debt collector’s office the following day, pulling out the cash to pay him, he told you, “Your loan is paid in full. You don’t owe me anything this month or after.” You couldn’t believe your ears, “What?” He shrugs and goes, “Actually, I owe you some back pay.” You blink at him, trying to process it, “Huh?” And he pulls out a small yellow envelope, “Yeah, you’ve paid over a grand more than you owe.” He must be out of his mind! He just raised the rate last week! You scowl, “You’ve got to be kidding me.” He shakes his head, “I wouldn’t.” You shake your head, “No. Tell me what the catch is.” “There is none.” You glare, “Let me talk to your boss.” His eyes get big, “No one ever talks to him.” You shrug, “Well, I’m not just anyone. I want to know why you’re forgiving my loan.”

He sighs, giving up, “Okay, but I warn you, he didn’t give me an explanation either.” You look at him, baffled, “What do you mean?” He shrugs, “He walked past me, looked at my records, and recounted them. He threw out your file and told me that your loans were forgiven. Then he gave me a thousand to give back to you.” You huff, “That doesn't make any sense.” He sighs, “You and me both.” “Can I please speak with your boss?” “I guess.” He has you follow him through the several-story building. As you approach the top floor, he says, “I’ll warn you again. He won’t tell you.” You sigh, “Well, I at least have to try.”

He opens the door to the seventh floor, walks over to the entrance of the penthouse office, and knocks. You hear a loud voice boom, “What do you want?” Your debt collector’s voice is weak as he says, “Someone is asking you to explain why you forgave their loans.” A gruff voice says, “Come in.” Your loan shark goes in and gestures for you to follow him. The person is holding a newspaper with their legs kicked up on the desk without a care. He puts his newspaper down, and that’s when you see him. He’s wearing a long leather jacket, with leather pants and steel-tipped boots. He must have yelled at the guy to “Get out” because your collector is scampering out past you. But all you can see is that your once soft and sweet boyfriend is now your debt collector’s cruel and rash boss.

In a blur, he’s up from his chair and standing before you, tucking your hair behind your ear, “How did you get here, dear?” You want to be angry. You want to be livid. But you're at a loss for words. How is your sweetheart a loan shark boss? He never specified his business, but this is what he does? He waits for you to gather your thoughts, and you ask, “Why didn’t you tell me?” He gives you a tight-lipped smile, “This isn’t the type of secret you tell someone you wish to keep safe.” You sigh, you find that so sweet and kind. Just like the Hyungwon you’ve always known. But he’s different? He has a commanding air around him now. And if looks could kill, your debt collector would have been dead. Yet here he is, trying to protect you from his truth to keep you safe.

He waits for you to say something, searching your eyes for questions so he can answer them. With another minute of staring into each other’s eyes. He asks, “Would you like me to explain it over coffee?” And you ask quietly, “Will you explain everything?” He nods, “Everything you wish to know.” He looks over at his coffee pot, “Would you like to do it here or at our place?” You look around the room. It feels suffocating, “Our place.” He puts his hand out to you, and you carefully take it, wondering how this is your man. As you reach the main door, the rain starts pitter-pattering as your heart has since entering his building.

He grabs an umbrella from a stand, and outside the door, he opens it, shielding you both from the rain. “So um, are my loans really forgiven?” He nods, “Yeah.” You ask, “And the grand?” “Backpay, you were right. You've already paid off your loan. He was making a profit off of you.” “Is that why your business has been so great?” He laughs, “No,” and nudges you as he says, “Well… Maybe a little.” You shake your head at him, “Have your ‘lenders’ forgiven other loans?” He nods, “Yeah.”

He opens the door to the cafe and shuts his umbrella. You hear a bubbly voice go, “You two are never here on a Friday. What a pleasant surprise!” Minhyuk smiles as he goes, “Usual?” You nod with a small smile, and Hyungwon says, “Bring them over to us. I’ll pay later.” He nods, and you head to a booth in the back. “Are you sure you want to know more?” You nod, “I want you to explain everything.” Minhyuk comes over with your coffee. Hyungwon says something softly to him, and he quickly exits, changing the open sign to closed.

“Is he a part of this operation, too?” He nods, “A different faction. He just does this job for fun. He’s really a florist. But we’re on the same sort of team.” You sigh, “Damn, even our coffee guy.” He laughs, “You don’t seem to be taking it as hard now?” You shrug, “Well, honestly, I’m not sure how to take it. My soft sweetheart is a hardened criminal.” He rubs the back of his neck, “Yeah…” You put your hand over his hand that’s resting on the table. “I have no reason to fear, right?” He shakes his head, “I’ll never put you in harm’s way.”

You nod, and after a pause, “So, are you really a mafia boss?” He laughs, “In my faction, yeah, but there is someone above me. He’s a good guy, though.” You hum and ask, “I was wondering… Is it common for you to profit from people’s loans?” He grimaces, “Yeah… But I usually catch the loans when their time is up.” You tilt your head, “Why didn't you catch mine?” He drinks a sip of his coffee before brushing a hand through his hair, “I’ve been more focused on being with you than checking on the little details.”

You shake your head, smiling at him, “So, did you evaluate everyone’s?” He wrinkles his nose, “Not yet.” You sigh, “Won…” He pouts, “It’s partially on you.” You cross your arms over your chest, “But it’s because of me that you remembered a part of your job.” He sighs, “You have me there.” You ask, “Shouldn’t you be doing monthly checks?” He nods, “It’s actually bi-weekly checks because of how many we have, so it’s easier to spread them out across the month.” “And what day did you usually do these?” He averts his eyes, “Wednesdays.” You shake your head at him and tease, “Ditching your duties to be with little ole me, huh?” He laughs, “Exactly, I’d much rather be with you than in that stuffy room.” You nod, “Me too.” He smiles and flips his hand over to hold your hand in his.

You sigh, “I didn’t expect to see you today…” He laughs, “Same here. I didn’t want you to find out like this.” You squeeze his hand after sipping your coffee, “It’s okay. It’s better than finding out when your guns are blazing.” He laughs, “Yeah, I guess so.” You fiddle with his fingers, and he asks, “Are you still okay with dating me?” You squeeze his hands, “Yeah. You’re different from what I expected, but I’m content with that.” He brings his lips to the top of your hand, “I’m glad I love you.” You smile, flip your hands, and kiss his hand, “I love you too.”

You sip on your coffee for a while. Just taking it all in before a question pops into your head, “So when will I get to meet the rest of your crew?” He sighs, “I knew you were gonna ask that.” You wait, and he goes, “Whenever you wish, my dear.” You smile, “Okay~” He looks over at the clock in the building, “Technically, it’s quitting time now. Would you like to make up for yesterday?” You smile, “I thought you’d never ask.”

You leave after paying and waving goodbye to Minhyuk, who yells to Hyungwon, “You better flip the sign over!” Hyungwon laughs and does as asked before heading to your place to finish your belated date.

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blu-joons · 2 years

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BEST FRIEND MONSTA X A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Chae Hyungwon

A ⇴ ATTENTION

Whenever you were nearby, Hyungwon liked to know exactly where you were. He prided himself on keeping you safe as his best friend, if he got the slightest inkling that you were in trouble then he would check on you.

B ⇴ BICKER

The two of you were incredibly petty with one another, you couldn’t help but bicker with each other most of the time. Not many people expected Hyungwon to be someone who bickered, but when he was around you, he knew that he could keep going and going because you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from answering back.

C ⇴ COMFORT

When you needed to vent to someone, Hyungwon was always there to let you talk to him. He let you moan to him whenever something was on your mind and once you were finished Hyungwon would try his best to offer you advice, wanting to see the smile back on your face as soon as he possibly could.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

The two of you had the odd disagreement every now and then, sometimes one of you couldn’t help but cross the line slightly. You could usually tell when each other was in a bad mood to be careful around one another. Your disagreements never tended to last too long though; you were usually the one to message Hyungwon first as you were a lot less stubborn than he was when the two of you did fall out.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

It took a little bit of time for the two of you to get comfortable with one another, you both were pretty guarded around each other when you first met. As with most friendships, as the two of you got to know each other more you found yourselves relaxing around each other a lot more too. Eventually you knew that you could rely on each other for everything as you realised how well you got on together.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Hyungwon’s family thought you were incredible, they wondered sometimes how you managed to put up with Hyungwon so easily. You loved how they loved to tease Hyungwon whenever he was around you, he hated it, but it always made you smile. Hyungwon knew they were messing when they doubted what you saw in him to be a best friend, with Hyungwon joking that they preferred you to him.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

When the two of you met up, Hyungwon usually invited you to the dorm so that you could spend time together. Whilst he didn’t mind going out if you wanted to, Hyungwon wanted to be careful with your friendship and definitely didn’t want to end up getting too much attention placed on you both together.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you tended to have a habit of irritating other people with your friendship. Neither of you realised that you were doing anything wrong but the others around you constantly spotted the two of you laughing over things that no one else could laugh at or exchanging glances with one another unknowingly.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Together you had plenty of inside jokes, many of which you knew that no one else would ever be able to understand because they were just yours together. Hyungwon especially loved the fact that he had so many memories and funny times with you that no one else in the world would never know about.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Whilst he took an interest in the other people that you were friends with, Hyungwon never really got jealous of them, as long as you liked them as your friends, then he was sure that he’d like them too. He wasn’t too bothered when you spoke about your other friends, if anything Hyungwon was glad that you had other people to rely on as he knew that because he was so busy, he couldn’t always be there for you.

K ⇴ KICKS

Hyungwon got a kick out of messing around with you and doing whatever he wanted. Being him was all he wanted and knowing how much you loved spending time with him when he was just himself too always made you smile and seeing that smile was enough to make Hyungwon smile back at you too.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how you never made him feel as if he had to be anyone else but himself whenever he was around you. You knew better than most how Hyungwon felt like he had no choice but to be an idol all of the time sometimes, but when he was with you, you helped him to forget about being an idol and just let him be Hyungwon. Being human when he was around you and imperfect was all that Hyungwon wanted.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met by accident when Hyungwon accidentally took your coffee, mistaking it for his own. When you wondered where your coffee order was, he had to embarrassingly admit that he had accidentally taken it, offering to buy you a new coffee to make up for the misunderstanding and apologise to you.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

Although around most people Hyungwon was quite reserved, around you he was a completely different character. He chatted, and he got incredibly noisy too which was something very few others got to see.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Hyungwon was obsessed with your charm and how funny you were. As much as he loved to try and keep a straight face whenever he was around you, he just couldn’t, you always knew how to tickle his funny bones.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

He loved coming home to you at the end of a trip away and reuniting with you. Nothing made him happier than when he saw your smile widen as you met him at the dorm or opened your front door to him. He never realised quite how much he missed you until you weren’t by his side, getting excited to be back with you again.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Most of the time Hyungwon asks you if you want to see something funny, you’re the one that gets the majority of his text messages when he’s found a meme that tickles him that he wants to share with someone else.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

On your bedside table you had a photo frame with a photograph of the two of you in that Hyungwon had given to you the very first time he went away. Every single time after that you got the frame back out to remind you that Hyungwon was there for you and supporting you even though he was in the city in person.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

He loved nothing more than hearing you tell him how good of a job he was doing. Although he had thousands of people who told him that he was doing great every single day, hearing it from those who really knew him best meant the most to Hyungwon, and no one knew him quite as well as you knew him.

T ⇴ TRIPS

The two of you were well known for the adventures that you went on together, having explored most of Seoul together through your years of friendship, and many places that were on the outskirts too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

You were the greatest best friend that Hyungwon could have ever wished for, he definitely felt lucky to have you with him.

V ⇴ VISITS

He loved to visit you when you were at work and when you least expected to see him. You spent so much time supporting him at work that Hyungwon loved to return the favour whenever he had the chance to.

W ⇴ WISDOM

No matter what the problem was that you were facing, Hyungwon would try his best to advice you as well as he possibly could.

X ⇴ XXXX

Being affectionate with you was something that Hyungwon did quite often, he loved hugging you especially as you always gave him a tight squeeze, especially when you could tell that he was getting stressed.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his favourite, Hyungwon always turned to you before anyone else.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Because you lived a little way from the dorm, if you found yourself still there by the time the sun had gone down, Hyungwon would make you stay at the dorm no matter how stubborn you were about driving home.

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iibonniee · 8 months

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100 Ways to Say, "I Love You" | Chae Hyungwon

100 Ways To Say I Love You: "I’ll meet you halfway"

Pairing: Chae Hyungwon x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Rating: G

Word Count: 0.3k

Masterlist | 100 Ways to Say, "I Love You" Masterlist

In the delicate glow of sunset, Hyungwon found solace, his furrowed brows slowly smoothing against the tranquil scene. His exhausting routine as an idol constantly brought a flurry of challenges and pressures. Yet, his heart fluttered with a remarkable ease at the sight of his girlfriend.

One late afternoon, his overwhelming circumstances felt heavier than usual. He met Y/N at their secret spot, his eyes shadowed with uncertainty.

“Y/N,” he murmured, “How do I know when I pushed myself just a bit too much?”

Y/N looked at him, her eyes full of compassion. “You don’t have to take it all on yourself, Hyungwon. Remember our pact? ‘I’ll meet you halfway.’ I won’t let you take all the stress alone, you know? We told each other that when we got together. We are in this together. We’re a team. Always and forever.”

Y/N then extended a hand towards him. It was a casual gesture, but to Hyungwon, it equaled a lifeline. Lacing his fingers with Y/N’s, a wave of comfort washed over him. Their shared strength, the promise of meeting halfway, was his haven.

Arriving at the ‘midway,’ both literally and metaphorically, had a special meaning for them. It signified shared burdens, mutual respect, and unwavering love. Hyungwon chuckled, feeling lighter. Even at the pinnacle of his struggles, he had Y/N. Someone ready to walk halfway to meet him, to share his burden.

And just like that, the thought of ‘I’ll meet you halfway’ stuck. It wasn’t merely a phrase. It was their cute pact, a symbolic expression of their bond. With Y/N, Hyungwon realized he could face anything. After all, she was always ready to come halfway, to meet him in the middle, sharing the weight of his world and amplifying the joy.

Her smile was light as she pulled him in for a hug. He was quick to wrap his arms around her, his body melting into her embrace.

“I love you so much.” He whispered into her ear. This was the first time he’d ever said such words to her, but he knew that their little pact meant those exact three words spoken differently. His heart yearned for her. To spend each second with her. She was his soulmate.

“And I love you too, Hyungwon.”

#kvanity #monsta x imagines #monsta x x reader #hyungwon x reader #minhyuk imagines #monsta x fluff #monsta x drabble #hyungwon fluff #hyungwon scenarios

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silv3rswirls · 4 months

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Their s/o likes to play with their hair

Requests are open!

Notes: sorry this is so late anon! I took a little break from requests, but I’m so glad you enjoy my writing. I hardly ever get requests for the boys but I’m so happy when I do! 💕

Anon asks: Hi, I saw that you opened the requests for the boys from MX, I have a lot of ideas but I don't want to be a bother 😅, so I just picked the one I thought was the most adorable: Like how would they react when you pet and play with their hair? Do they get sleepy, feel calmer, or just get annoyed that you messed up their hairstyle? Lol Also, thank you so much for including Wonho in these, i miss them all together 🥹 sorry for the long text, i love your imagines💟

♡Shownu♡

While he doesn’t understand your adoration for his hair, it feels so nice when you pet through it he forms mind at all. He’s always giving you head pats in return <3 He’ll definitely fall asleep while you do it though, and oftentimes asks you to do it to help him fall asleep.

♡Minhyuk♡

He likes to wrap his arms around and lay against you as you okay with his hair. He finds it so endearing, he’ll let your hair back or draw little shapes and squiggles on your leg as you both talk for the evening.

♡Kihyun♡

He cherishes any and all affection you give him. It feels so nice to have you aimlessly playing with his hair. No matter how long you’ve been together his face always gets a little red when you do it, or just dote on him in general.

♡Hyungwon♡

He’s always ruffling your hair so you decided to do the same for him. He pretends it’s annoying and you’re messing up his hair, but you both know he loves it. He sighs in content and falls asleep fast cuddled in your lap after a long day.

♡Jooheon♡

He thinks it’s silly, but doesn’t mind. He really only wants you to do it when the two of you are in bed, talking about your days and drifting off to sleep. It’s not his favorite display of affection, but as long as you’re with him it doesn’t matter.

♡Changkyun♡

He doesn’t mind and finds it cute if you’re part. He’s known for picking at your hair and telling it around as well. It makes him feel loved and all soft, it puts his mind at ease.

♡Wonho♡

He loves any and all love you give him. He’ll lean into you, snuggling closer as you okay with his hair. It’s gentle quality time spent together. He’ll let you do whatever you want with his his hair. Gently twirl it, place tug it, twist it into little pigtails, or decorate it with your hair clips.

#monsta x x reader #monsta x reaction #monsta x reactions #monsta x imagines #monsta x fluff #shownu #son hyunwoo #lee minhyuk #yoo kihyun #chae hyungwon #lee jooheon #im changkyun #wonho #lee hoseok #wonho reaction #wonho x reader

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tinytinyblogs · 9 months

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Changkyun As Your Boyfriend

Boyfriend

(n.) A person who 90% of the time annoy you, and 10% of the time makes you forget the 90%

Monsta x masterlist here

When you and Changkyun get a couple tattoo, he will love to touch it and take cute pictures of the two of you together. He will even set your couple photos as his lockscreen, and he will smile widely every time he opens his phone. He will be so proud of your couple tattoo, and he will love to show it off to everyone. He will tell everyone how much he loves you, and he will always be grateful for the special bond that you share. Your couple tattoo will be a constant reminder of your love for each other, and it will bring you closer together. It will be a symbol of your commitment to each other, and it will be a source of happiness for both of you.

He will set his photos as your lockscreen without you knowing it. and once you open your phone and you will see his face smiling back at you. You will be surprised and touched by his gesture, and you will know that he loves you very much. He will do this because he wants to be the first thing you see when you wake up and the last thing you see before you go to sleep. He wants you to think of him every time you use your phone. When you see his face on your lockscreen, you will feel loved and appreciated. You will know that he is thinking of you, and you will feel closer to him.

He loves to send you cute texts, asking you about your day and telling you how much he misses you. He will often start his texts with "How was your day, baby?" or "I miss you so much." He will also tell you to take care of yourself and to eat and rest. He knows that you are busy, but he wants to make sure that you are taking care of yourself. He wants you to be happy and healthy, and he will always be there for you. His texts are always full of love and affection. He will often use pet names like "baby" or "honey" to show how much he cares about you. He will also send you pictures or videos of himself to make you smile.

He will prepare a date with you, making sure that he doesn't mess up. Even though you've been together for more than a year, he will still be nervous. He will want to make this date perfect for you, and he will want to show you how much he loves you. He will start by planning the perfect location. He will want to take you somewhere that is special to both of you, or somewhere that he knows you will love. He will also plan the perfect activities, making sure that you will have a fun and memorable time. On the day of the date, he will be so nervous that he might even be shaking. But he will take a deep breath and remind himself that he loves you and that you will love the date. During the date, he will tell you how much he loves you and how lucky he feels to be with you. He will also let you hear a song that he created for you. The song will be a beautiful expression of his love, and it will make you feel so special. By the end of the date, you will know how deep his feelings are for you. You will also know that he is the one for you.

He will give you sudden hugs everywhere when he feels like he wants to. This man will be so soft only for you. Sometimes, he will hug you from behind when you are cooking in the kitchen. Other times, he will hug you from the front when you are sitting on the couch watching a movie. He might even hug you from the side when you are walking down the street. No matter where he hugs you, you will feel his love and affection. He will hold you tightly and squeeze you gently. He will whisper sweet nothings in your ear and tell you how much he loves you. You will melt in his arms every time he hugs you. You will feel so safe and secure, and you will know that you are loved. Changkyun is a soft-hearted man, but he is only soft for you. He is strong and protective with everyone else, but he is gentle and loving with you. He knows that you are his soft spot, and he cherishes you more than anything in the world. If you are lucky enough to have Changkyun in your life, cherish him. He is a rare gem, and he will love you unconditionally.

Every time he sees you, he greets you with his lovely smile and says, "Miss me?" He knows that his smile makes you blush, and he loves to see your face turn red as a tomato. Changkyun's smile is one of the things that you love most about him. It's so genuine and heartwarming, and it always makes you feel happy. He is a truly kind and loving person, and you are so lucky to have him in your life.

This man is smart, you will wonder how he can be so smart. He reads you like he reads a book. He understands you and all your problems really well. You don't need to hide anything from him, he'll know right away when you're not in good condition. He can tell when you're feeling down, even if you try to hide it. He can see the changes in your body language, and he can hear the changes in your tone of voice. He knows you better than you know yourself, and he always knows how to make you feel better. He is always there for you, no matter what. He will listen to you when you need to talk, and he will offer you his advice. He will never judge you, and he will always be there to support you. You are so lucky to have him in your life. He is a true friend, a loving partner, and a wise advisor. You can always count on him, and he will always be there for you.

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jae-bummer · 9 months

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My Idol 3: Part Ten

My Idol from Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

My Idol 3: The Series

Contrary to what you initially believed, Hyungwon was not the strong, silent type. Oh, he was definitely silent, but that wasn't because he didn't have anything to say. It seemed that he was quiet simply because he knew it was ruffling you.

That was the only thing you could figure, considering he hadn't said much of anything, and you were already ten or fifteen minutes into the date. Standing opposite of each other, you both flipped through the record bins aimlessly. Every other moment, you could feel his stare land on you and remain there until you finally looked up. As soon as your eyes began to scan his face, he would either smile, bite his lip, or a variation of the two. Each time, it made your neck heat with unwarranted self-awareness.

He was toying with you. Knowing the effect he was having only egged him on more.

"I'm starting to get the impression that you enjoy being a bully," you sighed, making sure not to look up as you said it. Being suddenly disinterested would definitely be your method of attack.

"Me?" he chuckled, doing the same. "How so?"

"It seems that you're trying your hardest to fluster me," you hummed, taking a few steps down the aisle.

Following you, you could see out of your peripheral vision that he was smiling. "Is it working?"

"I wouldn't tell you if it was."

Huffing out a laugh through his nose, he continued his idle search through the records. "What would you have me do then?"

"I dunno," you sighed, looking up and crossing your arms. "Woo me?"

"Forgive me," he grinned, looking up as well. "I think flustering you is an important part of the wooing process."

Letting out a strangled laugh, you were instantly warmed at the way he was watching you. Amusement danced in his half-lidded eyes, and he did that smile/lip bite thing again. Your heart could hardly take it.

"Why are we here?" you finally asked.

Tilting his head, he assessed you before responding. "I just discovered this shop recently. It's become one of my favorite places almost as soon as I walked in."

Taking a moment to look around, you began to nod. You hadn't been to a record store in Korea before, but it made sense that a musician would love it. You were surrounded by stacks of vinyl, something vibey pouring out of the speakers, and low enough lighting for your eyes to relax. Glancing up toward the front of the shop, there were incredibly hip people behind the counter either ringing up customers or grooving in their own little world. On the opposite side of the shop, there was a sitting area with several record players set up. Plugged into each were a pair of headphones, so patrons could test out a used vinyl or listen to one they just bought.

"I've taken up DJing," Hyungwon continued. "Which of course, a lot of people have gone digital, but I have a set of old turntables at home that I like to play with. I just love the feel of it, like I'm actually putting my hands on the music to help it along."

Following that same line of thought, you asked. "Do you produce music as well?"

"I do," he nodded. "I like being a part of the creative process. It's nice to listen to a finished song and be able to say I had a part in it."

"Even when you're only adding vocals, you're still taking part," you pointed out.

"Yeah," he hummed. "But I'm thinking more of the construction, or the foundation. I want to put together those pivotal parts that allow the artist to really be able to do their job."

"You sound passionate about it," you smiled.

"I am," he acknowledged. "It's one of those things that just makes me feel...alive. Do you have anything like that?"

Furrowing your brows, you began to think. Sure, you had hobbies that you enjoyed, but did they make you feel alive?

"I think the moments I feel alive aren't doing specific things," you mused. "I think I feel alive around certain people and during certain moments, if that makes sense?"

"Of course it does," he understood immediately. "It's like a moment that seems painted in brighter colors and even looking back on it, you can see it in stunning clarity."

"It's where you break your own fourth wall and say, wow, pay attention to this," you continued, a small spark of happiness lighting in your chest.

"Do you think this date is one of those?" he said quietly, his eyes immediately darting away. For someone who was so confident teasing you earlier, you were surprised with the vulnerability he had let slip through.

Smirking, you moved to stand in his line of sight. "Easily."

Wrinkling his nose and letting his shoulders relax, he exhaled. "I'm sure this whole experience has been full of those moments."

"Sure," you agreed. "But I'd rather pay attention to you right now. We don't have to talk about any of the other dates."

"Good," he smirked. "Because I've avoided watching those episodes."

"Then why bring it up?" you laughed.

"Glutton for punishment, I guess."

"You've found the right program then," you winced.

Speaking of punishment, you saw a flurry of movement near the production crew. As if waiting for the cue, a red envelope had been passed through several PD's hands and was now heading your way.

"How poetic," you groaned. "You guys were just waiting for an opportunity, weren't you?"

Accepting the challenge, you snatched the envelope away and looked toward Hyungwon. "Would you like to do the honors?"

Remaining silent, he reached out his hand. You were grateful as you placed the envelope in his waiting palm. Wasting no time in opening it, he pulled out the cardstock and began to read.

"Test your music skill without playing any music. Get ready for the first My Idol one-versus-one challenge!"

"What?" you croaked. Just when you thought you had this game figured out...

"Each player will be given a whiteboard, where they will then write a numbered list of five of their favorite song titles. Once completed, a PD will read off five situations, ie. Number 1: How did you feel after having a nightmare? The players will then need to answer with whatever song title they wrote down. The player who has a song title that closely answers the question, will get a point. The player with the most points wins and will decide the punishment for the loser."

"This sounds awfully involved," Hyungwon muttered, looking up from the card.

Frowning, you took the whiteboard being handed to you. "So just five random songs?"

The PD standing before you nodded.

"And the song I write down first will answer prompt one?" you clarified. "Then for the second prompt, I answer with the second song I wrote down?"

"Yes," the PD confirmed. "No switching around answers to better fit the situation."

"So it's pure luck then," Hyungwon chuckled bitterly. "Love that."

"At least we're choosing each other's punishments?" you tried to reply cheerfully. "That's a silver lining?"

Hyungwon had already began scribbling down songs. Looking up at you with his marker cap between his lips, he lifted his brows. "Sure."

For whatever reason, the small gesture made your stomach flip. Trying to breath, you reminded yourself that just because he had something occupying his mouth, it didn't ramp up his hot factor.

Who were you kidding? It absolutely did.

For the next five minutes the two of you scribbled on your boards, thought better of things, and erased several of your choices. This continued until you were both satisfied and ready to begin the mission.

"Okay," the PD began. "Song 1 should explain how you would feel after your first kiss."

You looked down to your board, a blush crawling across your face. Not only was the prompt unexpected, but you had a bad feeling that your music choices would not hold up.

Hyungwon, on the other hand, was already grinning. "Alive by The Rose."

"Oh, come on!" you gasped. "There's no way!"

Shuffling over to Hyungwon, the PD glanced over his board. "That's what he wrote."

"He's cheating," you pouted, looking toward the production crew moodily. "You gave him the prompts."

"What's your answer, huh?" Hyungwon prodded.

"Icky," you muttered. "By KARD."

"I'm sorry...what was that?" he asked again, his shit-eating grin growing by the minute.

"ICKY!" you all but yelled.

"The point goes to Hyungwon," the PD chimed.

"I could feel Icky after a kiss!" you shouted. "Just because it's not the ideal outcome doesn't mean it's not worthy of a point!"

The PD began to consult the crew behind her before nodding. "We'll give you a point too, Y/N."

You let out a chirp of satisfaction and stuck your tongue out at Hyungwon. He narrowed his eyes before letting out a chuckle.

"Song 2 should describe how you feel after your first date," the PD continued.

"I'm seeing a theme," you sighed. "Waffle House by the Jonas Brothers."

"What you're saying is I should have taken you out for food then?" Hyungwon smirked. "See You Again by Monsta X."

Your jaw dropped open as you slowly pivoted toward your date. "How in the hell?"

"I had a feeling they'd be relationship related," he hummed. "Context clues, Y/N."

You groaned before looking away. He wasn't wrong.

"Point to Hyungwon," the PD nodded. "Song 3 should explain how you feel when your date formally confesses."

"Too Deep to Turn Back by Daniel Caesar," Hyungwon nodded easily.

"I really feel like I should forfeit," you muttered. "The Loneliest by Maneskin."

"Another point to Hyungwon," the PD sighed. " Song 4 should set the tone if your date wins My Idol."

"Ha!" you gasped. "New Emotions by Infinite!"

Hyungwon frowned before tapping his board. "You Gon' Learn Some Jazz Today by Masego."

"How is that relationship related?" you asked, obnoxiously fluttering your eyelashes.

"I thought maybe one of them would involve a date idea or something. I don't know!" he groaned. "Next one!"

"Point for Y/N," the PD continued. "Lastly, Song 5 should describe how you feel when your date gets eliminated."

"Ouch," Hyungwon muttered. "Can we not foreshadow that? Also, I answered with That's Okay by D.O."

"I should be saying "ouch" then," you laughed. "GRL GVNG by XG."

"Our winner is Hyungwon!" the PD cheered. "You will get to choose Y/N's punishment."

Standing up and taking a bow, your date straightened and turned toward you. He began rubbing his hands mischievously. "Anything?"

"Anything," the PD confirmed.

"Y/N?" Hyungwon smirked, his eyes dancing across your face. "Have you ever been on a motorcycle before?"

This was easily the stupidest thing you had ever done. After your incident with San, you weren't looking to get on the back of any moving transport for a while, but here you were, helmet strapped on your head and internally screaming. There was a My Idol SUV pulled to the right of where Hyungwon's cycle sat, as well as behind it. It was comforting that they were at least trying to handle the safety risks while getting good footage.

"You ready?" Hyungwon asked.

"Are you expecting a "yes"?" you groaned.

"Not really," he chuckled, kicking the motorcycle to life. Instantly circling your arms around his torso, you buried your face into his wide shoulders. You would be madder with him, but he smelled amazing. It was hard to harbor hate when someone wore a scent that made them smell like a spicy Christmas cookie.

"Just trust me!" he said, gently navigating the bike onto the main road.

"You know how many times I've heard that over the course of this competition and then things have gone terribly wrong?" you whined.

You could feel the rumble of Hyungwon's laugh through his body. Patting your hands affectionately, he continued at a quicker speed. Your fingers already ached with the force they were holding on to the front of Hyungwon's hoodie. You knew it had to be uncomfortable for him too, but he didn't say a word.

After what felt like forever, he called your name over his shoulder. He must have felt you shake your head "no" into his back because he began to laugh again. "Y/N, look up!"

"No!" you squeaked, letting your cowardice win.

Taking one of his hands off the handlebars, he stroked the fingers you had tightly clenched near his torso. "I promise it's so worth it."

"Put your hands back where they're supposed to be!" you yelled. "And maybe I'll consider it!"

You felt Hyungwon's hand instantly leave yours. Keeping good on your bargain, you peeked up nervously. During your time in the record store, night had inevitably crept in and turned Seoul dark. All that was left to occupy your vision was the evening sky and the flashes of neon provided by shops you passed.

Focusing on your breathing, you slowly straightened your back, and gave a proper look around. You weren't actually moving as quickly as your closed eyes led you to believe. Hyungwon was driving at a comfortable pace, constantly glancing around the perimeter to make sure there weren't any threats to himself or you. Maybe you shouldn't have been so hesitant to trust him.

Then again, you were valid in your fear. Things hadn't exactly gone smoothly up until this point.

Coming to a slow stop at a red light, you heard Hyungwon ask relatively quietly over the roar of the engine. "What do you think? Something you could get used to?"

"I may need a lot of exposure therapy," you laughed. "But I think I could."

"Good," Hyungwon hummed. You could hear the smile behind his words. "Because when I win and they start playing "You Gon' Learn Some Jazz Today", we'll be riding my motorcycle into the sunset."

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imaginidol · 1 year

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POV: he keeps purple on him in one way or another because it’s your favorite color…

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taexual · 2 years

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monsta x / fake dating

warning: bullet points because it’s the only thing stopping me from writing 7 full-length fics. these are still long, though. lower-case intended.

requested by @sweeticeream.

↣ shownu

frankly, you probably didn’t know hyunwoo well enough to ask him this, but he was the only guy friend you had (even if you only knew him for a little less than 4 months)

when you brought the idea of fake-dating up to him, he was very ?? about it

why don’t you just date someone (him) for real?

you regretted bringing this up as soon as you saw the confusion in his eyes

so you went into a whole frenzy, trying to justify your decision to fake-date, all so you wouldn’t come off as crazy as you felt

and after you started to explain it more, he got far too lost in the passion in your eyes, so he just said yes

sure, he’ll pretend to be your date to this family event in exchange for good food and great company

which meant home-made dishes and an endless stream of grandmothers, exclaiming “who’s this handsome young man?!” whenever he walked into the room with you

it was a nice ego boost and he got to hold your hand the whole night, which was nice, too (because you had soft skin, that’s all, no other reason whatsoever)

you weren’t worried about what would happen once the night ended because your family only got together once every decade

but by a stroke of disaster, four of your cousins (some of them twice removed; you’d never even seen them before tonight) announced they were getting married later this year

and, of course, they hoped you and hyunwoo would come to the wedding

the two of you smiled and nodded and acted in love

but as soon as the night ended, you told hyunwoo he didn’t have to come to any other event with you

there was only so much food you could bribe him with before you started to feel awful for dragging him here

but hyunwoo gave you a look and replied, completely seriously, “i don’t know what you’re talking about, i had a nice time tonight. your family’s great.”

that definitely made you feel less terrible when you asked him, “so you wouldn’t mind going to one of those weddings with me as my fake-boyfriend?”

you laughed as you said it, trying to make it seem more like a joke than a serious suggestion, so he wouldn’t feel bad about having to turn you down

but hyunwoo didn’t feel bad in the slightest when he said, “oh, no. i would mind.”

so, that was that, then

“oh, well, it’s okay. i told you, you don’t have to go with me—”

“i want to go with you as your actual boyfriend.”

yeah, fuck it. he may not have been able to look at you as he said it, but he didn’t really see a point to fake-date you when really dating you seemed like a much better alternative

↣ wonho

it was supposed to be mutually beneficial for you both

a classic let’s-pretend-to-date-to-make-our-exes-jealous plot

and then somewhere along the way, hoseok kind of forgot that this was supposed to be all pretend?

he’d keep on holding your hand even when it was just you two in the room

or he’d still kiss your cheek when he stood up from the couch to grab something, even though there was no one to prove a point to

and okay, at first, you didn’t realize there was anything wrong with that

but then you ran into your ex without hoseok around, and he asked, “so where’s your boyfriend?”

and you didn’t even care about the envy in his voice as you told him about how much hoseok had been working lately and how you hadn’t gotten to see him a lot

and there it was

the realization that you really cared more about spending time with hoseok than about making your ex jealous

god, it was so awkward bringing this up to hoseok, though

“so, hey, do you think it worked?” you asked him that same night once your conversation (sort of) turned to your exes

he wasn’t following, “what do you mean?”

cringing now, you tried to make this sound less childish, “well, you know. getting a reaction out of—”

“oh, that.”

silence

honestly, for a minute there, you worried hoseok was about to say that it had worked and that he was back together with his ex now

but then he just chuckled nervously and admitted, “honestly, i’ve kind of forgotten all about that.”

oh, well okay, but what does that mean????

your heart feels like it’s about to leap out of your chest as you wait for him to say something else

something that would, hopefully, make the state of your relationship a little more clear

but then hoseok just went, “so, how do you feel about ordering pizza tonight? my fridge is empty,” and that was it

so, yeah, idk, i guess you’re dating for real now? 🤷🏻‍♀️

↣ minhyuk

honestly, this was supposed to be just a joke

everyone always kept teasing you about how you spent so much time together, “it was time you started to date”

so minhyuk finally just shrugged, took your hand in his, and declared, “we already are”

it was mostly meant to make your friends uncomfortable

like, okay, they couldn’t stop teasing you about how close you were? then you’ll show them just how much closer you could be

but although your friends did squirm, and their teasing did turn into complaining within a few days of this

you felt like you were the one who felt the weirdest

because, fine, when it came down to it, maybe you did have a little crush on minhyuk

it was barely there, though!

you never even thought of it as a serious crush, you just found him attractive is all

but then he was suddenly glued to your side, always touching, always smiling and glancing over at you

and yeah, it’s definitely a crush now

and thing is, this doesn’t feel fake!

minhyuk went out of his way with the pda, all to make your friends cringe

but did he really have to call and text you every night before going to sleep just to say goodnight and wish you sweet dreams??

did he really have to remember every little thing that you’ve ever told him, even if you couldn’t remember saying it??

alright, to be fair, minhyuk realized he didn’t need to do those things, he was just taking full advantage of his position as your fake-boyfriend

and your friends’ teasing had not been baseless; clearly, there was something there between you and him

so, somewhere along the way, the fake dating seamlessly morphed into serious dating

your friends hadn’t even realized that “he’s my boyfriend” used to be a joke, but now you were no longer kidding

except, at times, when minhyuk was using his boyfriend status as an excuse to drag you to a yet another dreadfully boring event with him

he’d always use the boyfriend card

“how can you say no to me, Your Boyfriend™??”

and you’d always remind him, “well, technically, you never asked me out on a date, so i don’t know where you’re getting this from”

he’d give you a look and a sarcastic laugh

but he wasn’t too wounded by this because he was too busy wondering if you’d still say the same thing when he eventually used the “since i’m your boyfriend” technique to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him

↣ kihyun

okay, now, you weren’t supposed to start fake-dating

you just happened to be standing next to each other at a party when the guy who was relentlessly hitting on you the entire night, walked by and did a double-take

he stopped in front of you two, scratched his chin thoughtfully, and then said, very accusingly, “you should have told me you didn’t want to go on a date with me because you already had a boyfriend”

(really, you didn’t want to go on a date with him because he was a disgusting pig, but whatever gets him through the night)

and kihyun – who’s, really, more of a friend-of-a-friend than a boyfriend to you – was already opening his mouth to refute this

until you grabbed his hand and whispered a hushed, “why don’t we let him believe that?”

and you obviously didn’t mean that as a prank

kihyun could tell from the look in your eyes that you needed this guy to finally get lost, you weren’t just joking around

so he cleared his throat, got his hand out from your grip and placed it around your shoulders, bringing you closer

and then he stuck his chin out at the guy, “yeah, she has a boyfriend.”

partially cringing, you glared at the guy one more time – not that it did much; he was immune to all deadly looks – and he finally shrugged and walked away

you thanked kihyun, apologized, stammered awkwardly for another minute, and walked away, hoping to simmer in mortification somewhere else

preferably at a place where this cute boy, who just pretended to be your boyfriend, couldn’t see you

but, not even fifteen minutes later, your friends were collectively hitting you on your shoulders and back, all yelling over each other

you hunched over and took a few precautionary steps forwards to escape their assault, before giving them a bewildered look

“what the hell happened????”

finally, one of your friends gave you an explanation: “how dare you bring your boyfriend to the party and not introduce us?”

you were still staring at your friends with wide eyes, and you were genuinely starting to worry about the contents of their cocktails because they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend

“people just overheard you reject some asshole because you were here with your boyfriend,” another friend said. “they saw you hugging.”

oh. well

“he wasn’t—i was just—”

but you caught sight of the same asshole out of the corner of your eye, and, suddenly, you weren’t so sure if it was a good idea to admit to lying

“yeah,” you ended up saying, a defeated sigh following shortly after. “he’s my boyfriend. i’ll introduce you later.”

“why don’t you do it now?” a voice asked, nearly making you jump out of your skin

kihyun – the king of showing up at the right place, at the right time – was smiling as he stood next to you

your friends, of course, proceeded to pounce on you (that’s how they show love)

and it took you another half an hour to get kihyun alone to ask him why, in the name of god, would he carry on pretending to be your boyfriend?

and he’s been so composed the whole night, but suddenly he’s an awkward mess

“i don’t know,” he admitted, “maybe that’s the only way i knew how to ask you out on a real date.”

you both knew that there were many easier ways to do that, but you had to admit two things

one, you kind of have no choice but to say yes now, since everyone already thinks you’re dating

and two, the butterflies in your stomach have been rioting ever since kihyun introduced himself as your boyfriend that first time, so it would be good for your health to go on a real date with him. you know, to stop all the fluttering and the shaking of your heart

↣ hyungwon

hyungwon got you into the fake-dating mess by accident

he’d been trying to impress his new manager because he felt like he really deserved a promotion

but no matter what he did, the guy seemed to hate him

and then one time during lunch, hyungwon happened to start a conversation about music, and he discovered that the manager was into the same indie band as he was

he milked the hell out of this, mentioning every obscure song he could remember, and he could almost see the points he was gaining with the manager

he even ended up being called up to his office at the end of the day

“this will sound weird, but are you seeing anyone right now?” the manager asked

hyungwon genuinely thought he gave off the wrong impression and even glanced at the sexual harassment awareness posters on the wall of the office

but then the manager explained, “i have four tickets to the band’s concert this friday. we could go on a double-date.”

and, because this was his promotion on the line, hyungwon stammered, “uh… yes, i am seeing someone… a concert sounds great.”

cut to you getting a panicked phone call from hyungwon several hours later, demanding that you cancel your plans for friday night and pretend to be his girlfriend to impress his manager

eh, you like the band anyway, and hyungwon was a good friend, even if you never really saw him romantically, so why not

but, like in any classic rom-com, after spending the night exaggerating hyungwon’s positive qualities (in a subtle way, of course), you came to realize that, huh, maybe you did see him as a romantic interest? kind of? a little bit?

it was just nice how he kept holding you all throughout the concert, so he wouldn’t lose you in the crowd of people

and it was nice how he walked you home and checked on you even after his manager and his girlfriend had left the two of you alone

and it was also nice—alright, fine, you had a proper crush on hyungwon now

you assumed he’d done most of those things that night because he wanted to leave a positive impression on his manager

but then hyungwon got that promotion (the concert played a part in that for sure), and he invited you to celebrate at his house

and you showed up, thinking it was going to be a party for all of his friends, but it was just him, a bottle of wine, and two glasses

so you got worried that maybe you showed up too early, but hyungwon shook his head, “no, you’re right on time. wine?”

“uh… shouldn’t we wait for everyone else?”

“there’s no one else,” he said, his hands shaking as he unscrewed the cork. “it’s just you.”

oh, okay, then

now your heart was shaking and what-not, that’s great

“i wanted to thank you,” he said after he finally managed to pour wine into your glasses and onto the counter. “if it weren’t for you, i wouldn’t have gotten this promotion.”

“that’s not true, you’re a great employee and you deserve this.”

hyungwon appreciated you saying that, but he looked down and deflected, “you know, this promotion had been something that i was looking forward to for the past few months. until the night we went to that concert.”

you waited for him to continue, but his mouth was too dry, so he took a big gulp of his wine before he even finished the toast

(was this even a toast? oh god, he couldn’t understand what he was doing)

“t-that night,” he tried to continue, “i realized that i’m looking forward to seeing you again more than i’m looking forward to getting promoted. i was absolutely ready to go on a dozen more double-dates with you before i got that promotion.”

“i thought we’d have to do that, too, to be honest,” you interjected with a chuckle, alleviating the atmosphere slightly

“yeah?” hyungwon was glad to hear that. “i’m really, kind of, sad that we didn’t have to do that.”

quietly (because you didn’t dare to start drinking your wine yet, so you lacked the courage), you admitted, “me too.”

oh now he was positively vibrating and he had to set his glass of wine down as he braced himself

“why don’t we go on an actual date? no promotions to look forward to this time, just each other’s company.”

he looked like he was going to combust in three, two—

but you saved him by replying right away, “yeah. i’d like that.”

↣ jooheon

you and jooheon both wanted some peace and quiet when you went out with your friends, who all knew that the two of you were single, and kept setting you up with various people in the bar

so you suggested telling your friends that you both had already found relationships

“they’ll never believe it unless they see our partners,” jooheon pointed out

“okay,” you nodded, admitting the mistake. it only took you a second to come up with a better plan, though, “then how about we tell them we’re dating each other?”

he watched you for a minute, his eyebrows furrowed

“that is the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard,” he said then. “let’s do it.”

dumb or not, it worked

finally, you were able to relax, unwind, and get wasted on a friday night without being introduced to a new stranger every two drinks

it was a dream come true

and it worked like an excuse in other settings as well!

you don’t feel like attending another company dinner? “sorry, my boyfriend’s taking me out tonight, it’s our anniversary.”

jooheon hates his pretentious neighbour, so he needs an excuse to say no to his party? “sorry, got plans with my girlfriend this weekend.”

funnily enough, no one ever called either of you out on your bullshit

your co-workers had seen jooheon pick you up from work countless times

and all of jooheon’s neighbours knew you were the only person left who still had a spare key to his apartment (after a very unfortunate incident involving minhyuk, the notebook for jooheon’s lyrics, and a forgotten candle “for ambiance”, when jooheon was out of town)

nor you, nor jooheon had enough time for a serious relationship, and your fake-relationship never interfered with casual dating (since it all tended to end after one date)

so it was all fun and games

until your friends started asking, “so when are you going to propose?” and you realized this had been going on for a long time

jooheon, who was so used to his role as your fake-boyfriend, didn’t even skip a beat as he said, “when the time is right”

but the question rang in both of your heads for the rest of the night

when your taxi stopped outside of jooheon’s house at the end of the night, you got out with him because he was usually the type of drunk who could fall asleep in an elevator if left unsupervised

so, to save him the embarrassment – and also, to save you a trip back and forth between your houses – you tended to sleep in his guest room on friday nights

“you know what would be funny?” you asked him as the two of you took the elevator to his floor, “if we told our friends that we weren’t actually dating this whole time.”

jooheon chuckled, seemingly agreeing that this really would be funny

“you know what would be even funnier?” he responded, his speech still slurred from the alcohol. “if we actually started to date.”

you laughed, nodding, because that really would be even funnier

but then once jooheon was in bed and you prepared to head to the guest room, he suddenly grabbed your hand, stopping you

“so what time should i pick you up next week?” he asked

he never picked you up for anything, so you were understandably confused, “for what?”

“for our date,” he explained.

“oh, to pull the prank of the year?” you asked, chuckling. “first, we pretended to date, and then we actually started to date. but, actually, it’s all one big—”

“no,” jooheon disagreed, his eyes drooping, but his grip on your hand remaining firm. “this won’t be a prank. it’ll be a date. for real, this time.”

↣ i.m

he needed to get his family off his back (in the kindest way possible, of course)

there were only so many “it’s time for you to get married, why don’t i arrange a blind date for you?” a person could take

and you’d been his best friend for years, so hey, can you lend your friend a hand? you won’t even have to do anything

or so he said

you agreed because, according to changkyun, he’d just tell his family that you were his girlfriend, and you wouldn’t actually have to go to any dinners, or any parties whatsoever

how utterly and completely dumb this was!!!!!!

you run in the same circles, of course you were going to run into his family in town

their congratulatory hugs weren’t even the worst part (but it was still awkward, and you made a mental note to strangle kyun later)

the worst part was the “i knew you two kids would get together eventually!” comments

you felt like you were disappointing his family because you weren’t actually dating, and that felt a lot like disappointing your real family

it was crushing

you’d had such a good relationship with changkyun’s whole family, they were your second home

and now you were lying to them

so you didn’t think you were exaggerating when you sent changkyun a gentle “prepare to die” message once you managed to escape his relatives

he had a solution, though (at least, he thought he did)

“okay, so how’s this, then – we date for real?”

???????

he’d been your best friend for so long, you struggled to think of him as anything else

but it was also a defence mechanism in a way? you used to have the biggest crush on changkyun when you first became friends, so you needed to find a way to suppress these feelings

“changkyun,” you began seriously, “do you really think dating you would traumatize me less than my fear of disappointing your family?”

he watched you for a minute, the insult buffering, and then sent a pillow flying right at your head

“i’m saying i want you to go out with me, dumbass.”

you tried to duck, but still got swatted on the back of your head with the pillow as you asked, “why?”

he laughed humourlessly (and nervously) and then rolled his eyes, “gee, i don’t know, maybe because i don’t want you to feel bad about lying to my family, you sensitive wuss. or maybe because i genuinely have feelings for you, i don’t know.”

you were about to toss the pillow back at him, but then stopped

swallowing hard, you asked, “so which is it?”

“i can’t even breathe right now, which do you think it is?”

you were the one rolling your eyes this time, “can’t you just say it like a normal person, you asshole?”

“it’s already obvious, dimwit.”

“are you seriously only insulting me because you can’t tell me you like me? that’s lame, even for a nerd like you.”

he was groaning in exasperation at this point, “what else do you want me to do? you’re the most oblivious person i’ve ever met. and i don’t like you, you big idiot. i’m pretty sure i’m in love with you.”

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