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cheollipop · 7 months

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So maybe I am just emotional but I am in the soft girl hours of the sleepover.

You know I love big, kinda dumb men that are in touch with their feelings, Song Mingi... Just imagine having a bad day, a rough week, or an okay month. It kind of seems like it's dragging on, and for the sake of holding on, you try to keep pushing forward. Today is not a push-forward day. Water overflowed in your bathroom; you have to turn the water off bc there's no off value to that pipe. You are a little behind on work, and the sites that you need are down, and the deadline is closer than you would like it to be. All you want is a warm shower and to curl into the covers until you forget what day it is. Mingi notices you slowly folding into yourself. It's difficult to be present with so much to worry about. So today he called just to check in. Through blurry eyes, you answer. Unable to hold the dam back any longer, you let out a soft sob, and he's throwing on his coat and snatching his keys off the counter to come get you.

Mingi stays on the phone with you until he climbs the stairs to your apartment. Opening the door to him, there are dried tear marks on your cheeks that you have failed to wipe completely away, but he just wraps you in the biggest hug. His hands pull you close and tight, squeezing a few more tears from your eyes.

"Let's go shower at my house. Then I'll feed you while we watch TV on my couch. That sound good?" He mumbles before pulling you back to look at you. Pinching your lips tightly together, the worried look on your boyfriend's face just makes you want to cry more, but maybe a nice shower and some private time is what you need to clock out of life for a bit.

Shut up, I'm going to cry my eyes out lolol

Nora I am too soft for life rn

2𝙠 𝙎𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩

oh, my nabi. the warmth and comfort this made me feel—reading your ask and writing it out—drove me to tears, on multiple occasions. i was initially saving this drabble for a bad day, and ended up starting it after a particularly taxing one, but I actually wrote most of this while feeling quite...happy. so putting myself in mingi's shoes instead of reader's was the way to go, i guess. I really hope I did this justice, and that it floods you with lots and lots of comfort <3

pairing: bf!song mingi x gender neutral!reader

w.c.: 0.8k

tags: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff, mentioned symptoms of anxiety & depression, non-sexual nudity (they shower together)

note: you are not alone

The drive to his apartment was silent, save for the wind blowing through the cracked-open windows to send short, blonde strands flying in different directions. The sun had departed from its locus, descending the changing sky to kiss the horizon, a gradient of orange and pink painted before your eyes. Your gaze moved off the breathtaking scenery to focus on Mingi—a hand resting over the leather wheel while the other locked with yours, glancing over at you every few minutes, squeezing your fingers to remind you of his presence.

As if you could forget, you thought, as he guided you down the hall to his door, twisting the keys while your hands remained intertwined, his thumb drawing soothing circles over your skin as he ushered you inside with a swing of his arm.

Steam engulfed the small bathroom, the warmth of the shower brushing against your skin as delicate fingers helped you out of the hoodie you should’ve washed last week. Mingi didn’t complain, though; he didn’t even comment, wordlessly adding it to the pile of clothes building up in the corner. Your insecurity must have bled into your expression, strong arms pulling you ito his chest and plush lips pressing against your forehead.

“I’ve got you,” was all he said, but it was though you were already immersed underneath the balmy stream, a comfortable heat searing through your skin as he held you against him.

With your back to him, Mingi noted the way your muscles slackened under the steaming water, the soapy droplets rushing down the curve of your spine while he worked his fingers through your hair, hoping his shampoo was strong enough to cleanse away some of the burden you’d carried on your shoulders, the dread he’d helplessly watched eat away at you for weeks. Twisting your body to face him, his thumb and pointer closed around your chin, tilting your head back to rinse the scented suds out of your hair, leaning forward to press his lips to your cheekbone while the water warmed your scalp.

Washing away weeks-worth of grime and self-loathing with delicate palms and a lathered washcloth, Mingi silently spoke of his infatuation, his care, his unconditional, overwhelming devotion to you. Even when you were broken, anxious, blind to any and every possibility of a future worth looking forward to. Mingi was there, calloused hands picking up the brush you’d broken and painting tomorrow, then the day after, one stroke at a time—open fields of daisies and sunflowers, the hopeful orb of light splaying golden rays over the land while the man with the grown-out roots stood amidst the flora, pearly teeth reflecting the daylight as he watched you approach him, his warmth seeping into your very soul as you buried yourself within his embrace.

You felt light, your breathing steady while you rested your head on Mingi’s chest, his thighs on either side of you as you curled up in his lap. You’d heard the doorbell while you were dressing, walking into the living room to find takeout containers spread out over the coffee table, and a shoujo anime paused on his TV.

“It’ll pass,” he spoke, tapping the spoon against your bottom lip and watching you take the steaming food into your mouth. Your eyes remained downcast, and he noticed hints of guilt tainting your features as you processed his words with inexorable disbelief.

“Mingi-“

“I know it’s difficult to see it now, so I’ll believe it for the both of us,” he held his lips to your forehead, your eyes fluttering shut and heartbeat erratic. Not because of anxiety, or dysphoria, but because of the overwhelming sense of tranquillity Mingi flooded into your chest so easily, the animation in your peripheral and the cheesy sound effects now masked under the faint movement of his lips over your face, planting kisses over the trail of tears rushing down the skin. “I’m here, (y/n). You don’t need to go through this alone.”

And you didn’t. Episode after episode played on the big screen, takeout containers and popcorn bowls resting empty on the coffee table while you remained encompassed within Mingi’s arms. The moonlight, aided by the warm hue of his standing lamp carved shadows over the drowsing man’s face, and you took in the slight part of his lips, pretty eyes shut as he explored the dreamland, limp arms somehow still firm around your figure, as though he couldn’t bear to leave you alone again, even while dormant.

The overbearing weight of your thoughts had long since mitigated, your chest rising and falling to the same rhythm as Mingi’s, and now that it was no longer overcrowded with taxing angst and negativity, hints of credibility laced themselves into his words. You ran your pointer over his knuckles—his fingers draped over your hip—a silent ‘thank you’ stuck in your throat as you mooned over the tomorrow he’d drawn out for you. A tomorrow you wanted. A tomorrow you didn’t dread. A tomorrow illuminated by a gentle sun, and a contagious, toothy smile.

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spicyseonghwas · 9 months

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piercings - song mingi, jeong yunho

pairing :: song mingi x gn reader x jeong yunho (poly relationship) genres/au's :: fluuuuuuufffffffffff viewer rating :: 13+ content warnings :: cursing, needles, mentions of night terrors, stabbing sort of (for the piercings), pet names kinda (babe, love) network tag @preciousillusions-net word count :: 426 a/n :: this is literally like the first fic i ever wrote stawp i wrote this the day after i got my first ear piercings reposted from old acc

you sat up in bed and stretched your arms high, letting out a long, comfortable yawn and looking over next to you to where your boyfriend was supposed dto be. you blinked blearily for a few seconds when realized your boyfriend, mingi, wasn't there. you threw the blankets off your legs, got out of bed and stood up on your feet, stretching your arms again and touching your toes. you yawned again, catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror across the room.

you smiled, walking across the expanse of your shared room and gently touched the reflection of you in the mirror, falling into a memory you were genuinely quite fond of.

. . . . .

you took in a deep braeth, squeezimg yunho's big, warm, comforting hands and trying your best to keep your eyes shut.

"this is the part that's reaaally gonna fuckin' suck," mingi warned. "are you ready, love?"

you nodded.

"you sure?" yunho asked.

"yep!" you said excitedly, "i'm ready!"

mingi waited for your official signal and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips before readying himself to push the needle through your ear lobe. yunho moved slightly behind you and left a kiss on your forehead, then nodded slightly towards mingi, who smiled reassuringly. the last second before the pain came, you felt your other boyfriend, yunho, rubbing soft circles into the back of your hand with his thumb. you forced yourself to focus on the feeling it was giving you, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath and holding it in.

your nerves didn't quite catch up in time, however, and you would've jumped a mile out of your socks had it not been that san's cat, byeol, had flopped carelessly onto your feet when you weren't paying attention. yunho chuckled behind you; you had to exercise great self control to keep yourself from kicking him in the shins, for baekhyun still had to pierce your other ear.

. . . . .

suddenly you felt someone's arms wrapping around your waist, and you jumped halfway to mars before turning around and realizing it was only one of your two beloved boyfriends, yunho.

"those earrings really compliment your eyes, love." yunho said softly into your neck, turning you around and pressing his lips softly to yours. the kiss was equivalent to punching marshmallows; you didn't wanr it to end. you hummed and leaned forward into his embrace, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend's neck. you let your eyes close and felt your heart come back to a new pace, falling into the most comfortable type of bliss.

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xypherz · 6 months

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Domesticity with Mingi

Details: Song MIngi x Reader, GN!Reader, Headcanons, 0.4k words, fluff Mingi being soft and domestic.

Warnings: Cursing, mention of something being sexual, but not in detail.

heyy yall, i'll probably continue my sun and moon series soon, but i wanted to write something else for now. here's mingi because i love him. short and sweet.

I firmly believe that this man’s love languages are physical touch and acts of service.

The physical touch is obvious. but I think acts of service is a little more subtle.

At any rate, most of the time that you spend with Mingi consists of cuddling or doing some self care thing like face masks or bubble baths.

This might be controversial, but I think Mingi is big spoon.

All the way.

If he were feeling anxious or overall not great, he’d like being small spoon, but overall, definitely big spoon.

I don’t think spooning would be his favorite cuddling position, though.

He likes when you lay face down on his chest and he can just engulf you in his arms.

He just likes being face to face.

While cuddling is a pretty straightforward and easy way to show love for you, he’d also like it when you guys do self care.

It wouldn’t even be self care at that point, it’d be Mingi cares for y/n and refuses to let them do anything for themself.

When you guys do face masks, he’ll plop you on the counter and put it on you.

While he considers this time time for you, he will feel very loved if you do the same for him.

Love languages are a two way street, he loves when you do small stuff for him.

His favorite thing to do with you, though, is take baths.

It’s like both of his favorite things put together: touching you and taking care of you.

When you guys are in the bath (which, mind you, he set everything up for. I’m talking dim lights, bubbles, rose petals if you’re into that.), you’re lying with your back to his chest while he just runs his hands up and down your body.

70% of the time, this isn’t sexual, it’s just him wanting to be close to you.

He’ll wash your body for you, your hair, you will not be responsible for anything at that moment.

After you guys get out, consider yourself a prisoner because this man will not let you do anything for yourself.

He has your skincare memorized because of how many times he takes over.

Haircare? Consider yourself in good hands (bro is damn good at it like who did you learn this from?).

Then when you get to bed he is all over you.

I think he also likes to lie on your chest, but since he’s so big, he kinda hangs off the bed LOL.

He’ll settle for burying his face in your shoulder.

He’s simply a large malleable plushy.

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stayteezdreams · 10 months

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At First Sight: Part One

Plot: Sitting on a long train ride, you cant help but steal glances at the attractive stranger beside you. Especially when he falls asleep with his head on your shoulder.

-Part Two-

Pairing: Song Mingi x Gn!Reader

-Meet-Cute Series-

Warnings: Not sure if this is a "warning" but Y/n is used a few times.

Words: 2.4k; I really enjoyed writing this one, I hope you guys like it~

Sitting down in your seat, bag in your lap, you glanced at the seat beside you, wondering if you wre going to have a companion for your near three hour train ride.

Even if you did, you doubted you would speak. Part of you hoped no one would sit beside you at all. But as the train cart began to fill, you had a feeling you wouldn't be so lucky.

Looking at the entry way, your eyes caught on a head of light purple hair as a tall attractive man entered the cart. You felt your breath hitch for a second as you noted just how attractive he was, almost ethereal even.

'Is that even a real person?' you thought to yourself, half-joking.

As he looked around, clearly trying to find his seat, your heart beat picked up. There was no way...right?

His eyes landed on the number above your head before he stopped and looked down. His eyes immeditely finding yours.

Your breath caught in your throat as your heart seemed to flip in your chest.

You were sure you were imagining it, but time seemed to freeze for a second as his eyes locked with yours for surely longer than necessry.

You notice that he finally smiled at you before he looked away, almost bashully as he maked his way down the aisle towards you.

You quickly looked away, feeling your face heat up. Your grip tightened on your bag as you looked out the window, trying to calm your heart.

Why did the most attractive man you've probably ever seen have to be sitting next to you? You weren't sure if you were lucky or not.

Glancing over as he opened the storage cubby above your seats, he put a bag inside before he moved to sit down. His eyes met yours again and he smiled. Unable to resit, you smiled back, a shy soft smile, but it was enough to make his heart jolt. Not that you knew that.

As Mingi moved to sit down beside you, he was trying his hardest to calm his own heavy beating heart.

When he first entered the train cart, he hadn't even thought about who he might be sat by for the long journey. He was still getting over the fact that the only flight home he could take was cancelled, and all he wanted was to sleep his exhaustion off.

When he found his seat number and looked down, his eyes met yours and he felt like the world froze around him. You were already looking at him and he almost jumped back. You were gorgeous, and he couldn't believe he'd be sitting next to you.

Would you talk to him? Would you ignore him? Could he even sleep beside you? With his heart hammering as hard as it was as he made his way down the aisle, he really wasn't sure he'd sleep at all.

"Hey." He finally spit out as he got comfortable in his seat.

You glanced over at him and smiled shyly again, "Hi" you muttered out softly, almost surprised he spoke to you, and he couldn't help but smile.

You were surprised by how deep his voice was, and it only made you more nervous.

The two of you sat in silence as you both silently watched more people make their way down the train aisle. Mingi tapped his legs softly as he spared a glance over at you. You were rifling through your bag, and he couldn't decide if he should to speak to you or not.

As the train finally began to move, Mingi suddenly felt his exhaustion return. He looked at you again and wondered where you were going.

How long would you be beside him? If he fell asleep and woke up, would you be gone? Would he have lost his chance to speak to you?

As you noticed him looking at you from the corner of your eye, you began to look over, only for him to snap his attention away from you quickly as he looked down the aisle. Obviously trying to act like he hadn't just been almost caught staring at you.

You smiled to yourself, feeling your face heat up as you pulled your book from your bag. Seeing him sit up in his seat a bit, you glanced over at the same time he looked back at you.

You felt like you got shocked as your eyes met momentarily, but both of you looked away quickly. Neither of you noticed the bashful smiles that crossed your faces.

You cursed yourself as you tried to focus on your book. Why were you suddenly so shy? What was it about this guy that made you feel like a teenager again? And more importantly, was he feeling it too?

As you tried to read your book, you didn't notice that you had read the same page three times as your mind kept wandering to the stranger beside you.

Should you talk to him? You saw his ticket as he sat down, he's getting off at the same station as you. So you'd be beside him for a while. Would it be weird to remain silent the whole time? Or even weirder to force conversation?

You weren't sure how long had passed as you got so lost in your thoughts. But you were jolted out of them when you suddenly felt something heavy land on your shoulder.

You looked over quickly, almost flinching as you realized his head was on your shoulder.

"Wha-" you mumbled out before you realized he was dead asleep.

You froze and your breath caught for a moment before, you gently leaned forward to get a view of his face. Your stomach fluttered as you saw his face was peaceful as his eyes were tightly shut. He must have been exhausted.

Catching yourself staring, you looked up and around, before you leaned back slowly.

'What should I do? Should I wake him? Or move his head?'

As you worried about what the right move might be, you noted an old woman walking down the aisle was staring at you with a bright smile.

As she shuffled past she waved her hand softly and whispered "Had a long weekend did he?"

You smiled, "I would assume so."

"You two remind me of my son and his partner."

"Oh, do we?" You chuckle out, uncertain if you should tell her he's a stranger.

She grinned, "You make such a cute couple"

"Oh-" you were going to correct her but smiled instead, deciding it might become a bit awkward. "Thank you"

She grinned again before she continued down the aisle, you let out a soft breathy laugh before looking back down at the stranger. After admiring him for a moment, you decided you didn't want to wake him. He'd probably move his head on his own, it was best to let him be.

Stealing another glance at him, which would turn into one of many, you smiled softly before you returned your attention back to your book.

As Mingi slowly started to wake up, he couldn't place where he was. His neck was a bit cramped as he opened his eyes, the light causing him to flinch a bit.

Seeing the seat in front of him, and feeling the vibration of his surroundings, he remembered he was on the train. He must have fallen asleep pretty quickly after leaving the station since he didn't recall much. Looking down at himself, he noticed an unfamiliar jacket draped over him and he frowned.

Slowly sitting up he looked over to see what he had been lounging against, his heart jumped when he saw that he had fallen asleep on you.

Looking up, his eyes met yours and he froze, his heart leaping to his throat.

You smiled at him after a moment, "Sleep well?"

He jolted up the rest of the way, suddenly very awake. You let out a soft giggle, as you saw mortification cross his features.

"I fell asleep on you." He stated, before he cringed and put his hand over his face.

You let out a soft chuckle, and Mingi almost hated how cute it sounded. "Yes, yes you did, but it's okay. You must have been very tired."

He peaked at you through his fingers before he sighed, "Yeah, I was." he let out a soft awkward chuckle, "I'm sorry."

You smiled softly at him and shook your head, "It's alright, I promise. I'm just happy I'm apparently that comfortable."

Mingi's smile turned into a grin as he cleared his throat and sat back in his seat again. Looking down he grabbed the jacket on his lap.

"Oh, that's mine." He looked up at you with a soft bewilderment and you smiled shyly "You started to shiver a bit when the air cooling turned on, so...I put it over you. I hope you don't mind."

He grinned at you and you felt your heart flip as your ears burned.

"You're too nice." He said softly as he gently folded your jacket up and handed it back to you. "Thank you."

You smiled and took the jacket as Mingi stared at you. Clearing his throat lightly he turned a bit to face you, "How long was I asleep?"

"Uh, maybe two hours?"

His eyes widened a bit, "Two hours?!"

"Yeah why?"

"You let me sleep on you that long? Is yours shoulder not dead?" He asked as he turned fully towards you now.

You were surprised at the sudden amount of energy, but you laughed, "My shoulder will live. I would have felt bad for waking you up anyways."

He leaned his head against the seat but stared at you, "You should have. I'm sorry."

Your heart pounded from the way he looked at you, but you chuckled and shook your head. Mingi felt his chest tighten.

"I'm Mingi by the way."

You looked back over at him and smiled "Y/n."

He grinned "It's nice to meet you Y/n."

"You too Mingi"

As his name left your mouth he felt his heart flip. Before he could speak again, his attention was stolen as someone stopped beside him. He noted the way your eyes lit up in recognition as the old woman grinned down at the two of you.

The train began to slow, and you assumed it was the old 'womans' stop. You glanced at Mingi as he looked bewildered at the old woman.

She gently patted his shoulder, "You've got a sweet one there." She said with a smile as she gestured at you.

Mingi blinked as he looked over at you as the woman left.

You met his eyes and let out an awkward chuckle "She uh, came by before, when you were asleep, and thought we were a couple. Apparently we reminded her of her son and his partner."

"Oh." Mingi muttered softly before he chuckled, the butterflies in his stomach not going unnoticed by him.

After a bit more casual conversation, Mingi nervously played with his fingers before he looked over at you. "Can I ask where your stop is?"

You smiled as you grabbed your ticket from the table in front of you and showed it to him. His heart skipped as he saw you were getting off at the same stop as him.

"That's where I'm getting off at!" He said with a bit more excitement than he meant but you smiled brightly. "Do you live around there?"

You nodded, "Yeah."

His smile only widened, which you hardly thought possible, but you couldn't help your own smile widening at his reaction.

"So do I."

Hearing an announcement ring out over the speaker, Mingi frowned as it was announced your stop was in less than twenty minutes.

Looking back over at you his frown was still present on his face. "I wish I hadn't slept so long" he admitted.

You frowned a bit, "Why?"

His heart was hammering in his chest, but he let his determination win over his fear "Twenty minutes isn't very long. I wanted to talk to you more."

Your chest tightened as your breath caught for a moment, your neck and ears burning hot. Mustering up what courage you could find, you smiled at him.

"You still could."

His eyes widened slightly as a grin spread across his face, he turned to face you fully.

"I was hoping you'd say that." He said with a chuckle.

Laughing in response you felt as though your heart melted on the spot. You looked down at your hands nervously, though you could feel his eyes were still glued on you.

As you and Mingi stepped off the train and onto the platform, you walked away from the crowd before you slowed.

"I'm going this way" You motioned to the far side of the station as Mingi frowned, looking the opposite way as he glanced at his phone to see where his driver was.

"I'm not."

"Then this is goodbye I guess." You saw a frown cross his face and you quickly added on, "For now. I hope."

A smile appeared on his face as he nodded fervently. "Yeah. Just for now. I'll text you later, and maybe we could meet up soon?"

You nodded in return, "Yeah, definitely."

He grinned and nodded as he repressed a shy chuckle.

Taking a step back, though reluctantly, you nodded your head, "Bye Mingi."

He smiled as he waved lightly at you, "Bye Y/n."

Turning, you headed down the station before looking back once more. Finding him still watching you with a fond smile, you grinned as your heart somersaulted. You waved once more at him, which was met with a big full arm wave and bright grin back.

As you disappeared around the corner, Mingi lowered his arm and let out a sigh. Feeling his phone in his pocket he resisted the urge to text you immediately.

How had he become to attached, and so whipped for someone he knew less than a few hours? Thinking back on how he felt when he first saw you, and how your mere presence made him feel, he took in a deep breath. Was this what was meant by love at first sight?

Shaking his head as he let out a chuckle at the thought, he turned and headed down the train station. Even as he brushed the thought away, he would find it wandering back more often than not.

Love at first sight or not, he couldn't help but now be grateul that his flght had been cancelled.

xx End xx

-Part Two-

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mazeinthemiroh · 10 months

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the beauty of boxes.

genre: hurt / comfort, fluff

word count: 0.9k

warnings: references to anxiety

synopsis: mingi comforts his partner who has anxiety when moving into a new house. and he has a clever way of bringing a bit of joy back into your busy life.

please like and reblog if you enjoy <;3

You stay, staring at the empty wall in front of you, unmoving and not blinking. There was an uncertainty in your breathing that Mingi caught onto straight away. He said nothing.

The silence felt like the usual, regular buzz of nothingness. It was supposed to be peaceful, but you found little contentment in your thoughts.

Sighing, you gazed around at the boxes stacked all around you. Some empty, some full. Boxes and boxes of your stuff, his stuff, just... stuff. And too much of it. You wanted it all to be gone. To go away. It was too much for you to sort. There was too much for you to do. And so little time. You had all this work that needed to be sorted ou-

"Penny for your thoughts?"

The chipper voice of Mingi broke you from your internal hurricane, but only momentarily. You dare not look at him, for fear that you would break.

"I just can't."

Mingi frowned. He understood. He knew all too well what you meant. There was just too much going on in your life to be dealing with, and you were trying to juggle a lot of things. Moving was never easy, and trying to balance your life outside of yourself compared with sorting out the inside of your house, it felt like you were just shifting from one difficulty to the next. Nowhere was peaceful because there was always something to do. Everything in its perfect nook and cranny. That's what it should've been. But the motivation to unpack and resemble your life all over again felt too much.

"I know, I know," Mingi reached out, hesitantly, at first, to touch your arm in aid of soothing your crying soul. "But we're doing this together. You're not alone."

You rolled your eyes at his cheesy line, shaking your head and giving him a mere small, sad smile. Mingi didn't want that to be the only smile he got to see today.

Mingi's brain worked at tremendous speed, and suddenly he had an idea. And amazing, brilliant, wonderful idea, just as all of Mingi's ideas were.

"Come on," his excited voice trailed off as he leapt to his feet, getting to work on his genius thoughts. Your sad expression turned into a quizzical one as you watched your boyfriend scurry around like an excitable puppy. What was he doing?

He grabbed the stack of empty boxes, one by one, tucking them underneath his big arms as his eyes moved about the room. He placed them down on the floor beside each other, before stacking them into what he thought was a cohesive shape, and kept going in that same manner.

"You gonna help me?"

"You gonna tell me what you're doing?" You retorted, the intrigue starting to shift away your anxiety.

"I'm making a fort, obviously!" Mingi exclaimed, starting to grab some blankets.

You started to grin as you watched your boyfriend throw a blanket over the towered empty boxes to make a tent-like roof for the fort. You grabbed some pillow and a plushie, very necessary items for any fort, and tucked them underneath.

"After you," he said, motioning towards the entrance of the small, poorly made fort. You smiled and obliged, shuffling your body into the fort, and Mingi following you.

You both chuckled as you tried to get as comfortable as possible, both wriggling in the cosy space you had to share and both turning on your side to face each other.

When the laughing had stopped, and you both gazed into each others' eyes in the same loving way you usually would, there was a moment of softness. Quietness. Everything felt a little better. You could breathe with ease, for now.

"Hey," Mingi's low voice sounded, "I know it's hard figuring these things out. And I know that moving in has taken longer than you would've liked. But I'm with you. And you're a very capable person. You've come this far, you can face anything."

Your smile was small but it was no longer sad. As your head sank into the pillow beneath it, you wondered what you had done to deserve such an amazing boyfriend.

"Thank you," you whispered, "you make things so much easier, you know?"

Mingi gave you a bright smile, his hand skimming your waistline to trace little shapes on your clothed skin.

"And hey, if things get too much for you when I'm not here, you can always hide away in this fort until I get back!"

You laughed at Mingi's humorous reasoning, giving him a light whack on the arm. If only life was that simple.

"I hate to break it to you, but we will probably have to dissemble it tomorrow to sort out the rest of the boxes and stuff," you winced, hating to be the bearer of bad news. Mingi nodded, "Yeah, but then we can always rebuild it."

Adulthood just seemed too much. Why can't we all just hide away in a childishly little fort and forget the world isn't there? What was the harm in that?

You both stayed in your little, haphazard home, sharing stories and thoughts and speculations of life. No more heavy talk of anxiety and dread. Just good things. Light things. And there was something beautiful in the simplicity of the box fort you two had created together.

But it's something you could share. Even if it was momentary, it was yours. At that made you think that maybe, just maybe, things were going to be okay after all.

ateez taglist: @a-wandering-stay, @xlovehwa, @yeosangsbiceps, @anyamaris, @acciocriativity, @hawaiian-angel, @toolovelyforyou (let me know if you want to be added or removed)

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woncon · 6 months

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Flufftober Day 19

Keeping someone safe

🍁 mingi x gn!reader

🍁 thanks to @wonsheep for helping me fix my grammar mistakes and for giving me advice how to convert a whole story into another language precisely ❣

🍁 flufftober masterlist | main masterlist

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"Love, don't move." Your voice is serious, eyes on the boy's shoulder.

"What?" Mingi is too curious, he tries to look at it.

"Don't. Move."

"Y/n, you scare me."

"Just relax. Gonna fix this in a minute. Until then, no sudden moves." It's like you're talking to the stinkbug resting on his arm. After all, the point is to make sure the bug doesn't move so you can take him down and defuse him before he can set off a stink bomb.

You quickly take out a tissue, and with a swift, firm, precise movement, you seal the insect in the fabric, then remove it from your partner's shoulder and don't stop until you reach the bin.

"What was it?"

"A stinkbug."

"Do I stink?"

Mingi sniffs his shirt. You do the same, then shake your head, resting it on his shoulder with a smile.

"No. I saved you."

"Thank you." He kisses your forehead. "I would have panicked if you weren't here."

You're proud of yourself, because Mingi's kiss is very gentle, his lips touch you so fondly.

flufftober taglist (send an ask! <3)

@jaeheekangslover

@haechansbbg

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kiestrokes · 5 months

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ATEEZ as Cringy First Messages I Received on a Dating App | NSFW

Pairing: ATEEZ x lines intended to get one laid...that got them blocked Rating: NSFW. Mature (18+) Minors DNI. Genre: headcanon, smau? Warnings: we go from tolerable to super cringey pick up lines, aroaces please brace yourselves. also so questionable questions... it was actually pretty mild compared to my experience on tinder in 2018. Age has really helped some of these men figure things out...that or the fact I was out west and not submerged in east coast southern men helped us out. Hope it gives you even the teeniest laugh!

Sexually Explicit Content: sex positions, "daddy", penis mentions, "bitch".

🗝️ Note: oookay. so while is AZ I went on a random dating app for two days and was sending cringey lines I received to @chans-room when I got the idea to use some of them for an ATEEZ headcanon. Please keep in mind, these are just the things I find cringe for someone to open with, and I am not kink shaming anyone at all.

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted here.

Park Seonghwa 📱: Can daddy see you?

Kim Hongjoong 📱: Hope you don't mind a cowboy with a big cock

Jeong Yunho 📱: Baby you're so gorgeous do you live by yourself?

Kang Yeosang 📱: U would love my back strokes fuck missionary but I'll put my legs over my shoulder and get in deep

Choi San 📱: Hey sexy

Song Mingi 📱: Hey sexy ;) how are you doing today?

Jung Wooyoung 📱: Be my bitch

Choi Jongho 📱: Let's fuck soon.

⟡ Bonus ⟡

MATZ 📱: I definitely manifested this match 😘

🗝️Note: Not really cringe...but also someone definitely did some cooking on this man. He knows too much.

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lvrsmg · 1 year

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something there

pairing: assassin!mingi x assassin trainee!reader (gender not specified)

part two : here !

theme: fluff, kinda angst if you squint, only one bed au

cw: mentions of blood, injury, i don’t think there’s swearing

lowercase intended!

this is sort of a preview, so lmk if you guys want a part two or a full series based off of this!!

this is my veryyyyy first written fic so please leave feed back! enjoy! :)

clad in heavy clothes- from the bulletproof vest hanging off his chest to the giant combat boots that he wore on his feet- mingi was sure to stick out compared to the clean and sleek nature of the hotel. you yourself weren’t any better, though your face was more gentle-looking than mingi’s, you were wearing a similar uniform, missing a matching gun that should be slung across your back. only mingi had one, your back and thigh holsters were empty. but the most daunting part must've been the blood and grime that littered across your faces, the small cuts dancing across your skin.

the process of getting a room was difficult, the receptionists’ hands were shaking, and he kept stuttering every other word in his sentence.

mingi heaved a sigh.

“just give us any room you have,” he grumbled, warily glancing around at the stares people were giving you two.

looking up and opening your mouth to protest, the words died on your tongue when you found that mingi was already looking at you. he didn’t have to say anything to shut you up. with a soft sigh, you looked away, taking the room key that the receptionist held out, not missing the violent tremble in his hand. you smiled gently in attempts to calm the poor boy, but you doubt he felt more at ease.

the heavy thump of both your combat boots echoed through the corridor as you strode towards the elevators, you couldn’t help but wince at the sound.

mingi didn’t seem to care, continuing his march. once reaching the elevator, he glanced back at you, only to find that you were jogging to catch up with him sporting only your socks. his brows furrowed together, eyeing the boots in your hands.

“what’re you doing? put your shoes on.” his voice was more demanding than it was with the receptionist, but it didn’t phase you.

“they’re uncomfortable, and everyone’s staring at us. the last thing we need right now is for someone to report us. we look like assassins.” glancing up at him for a moment, you noticed how his finger worked at the furrow between his brows.

“y/n, we are assassins.” he countered in a low voice. you sighed.

“exactly. we can’t go around making it more obvious.”

mingi fell quiet after your response, the only noise following was the repetitive thump of his boots as he walked into the elevator. you, on the other hand, slipped in without a noise.

checking the card number, you pressed the 11th floor, watching the doors close and tensing just a bit as silence engulfed the elevator.

the corny elevator music played, almost tauntingly, as you and mingi stood as stiff as boards, mingi occasionally adjusting the bag slung over his back.

you took interest in looking down at your socks. simple white socks, peeping out from the ends of your cargo pants that now just touched the ground.

mingi noticed it too, and he’d never admit the smile that tried to cross his lips.

‘cute,’ he thought.

it was an uncomfortably long ride, but the doors finally opened to the 11th floor. mingi didn’t overpass how you almost ran out of the elevator, as if the silence was suffocating. in your defence, he thought it was too.

rhythmic stomps of mingi’s continued, as did the silence, but it was better that you were walking.

reaching room 1147, you slid the key into the door and unlocked the door, pushing it open and walking into the small room. mingi walked in after you, and from where you two stood, you could only see one bed.

you silently cursed in your head.

putting your shoes down, you walked further into the tiny room and found nothing more than a singular double bed and an armchair pushed in the corner of the room. of course, there was also a desk and tv, as well as an electric kettle and complimentary tea, but those were the least of your concerns.

“huh,” came mingi’s voice, “only one bed.”

“yeah,” your response was slow.

“i can sleep on the floor, if you want,” he was doing his best to offer you comfort, clearly hearing your hesitance.

he earned a scoff in response.

“don’t be stupid, mingi,” you answered, “we’re adults. we can share a bed without being immature about it.” despite your tone, you were beyond nervous about sharing a bed.

“okay, i’ll shower first.” mingi didn’t seem to be phased at all, and he wasn’t. sure, he found you attractive, but it was just sleeping. no big deal, right?

after a nod from you, mingi disappeared into the washroom. you tried to calm yourself in the meantime, updating hongjoong on your status (leaving out the bed-sharing part), making yourself tea, removing your vest and holsters, but your nerves didn’t dissipate.

mingi left the bathroom after not long, his bright orange hair was wet but slicked back, and he was wearing black joggers and a white tee that he had probably brought in his bag. his cuts were seemingly cleaned and his face was free from any dirt or blood. it would be a lie if you said your eyes didn’t linger on the press of his abdomen against the white fabric, or how you didn’t gaze at the muscle tone along his arm, your eyes working down to where the waistband of his pants clung.

mingi didn’t fail to notice this, but he didn’t say anything, even when you had to shake yourself just a bit out of your trance.

without another word, you slipped into the bathroom, turning on the shower to let it heat. you glanced in the mirror, wincing at the state of your face and hair. mingi had been nice enough to only use two towels, which you had spotted in the laundry bin, leaving you with many more to use. you wiped off some of the dirt on your face, grimacing at the feeling of small rocks and dirt rubbing across and in the cuts. you were quick to strip yourself of your remaining clothes, slipping under the hot stream of water and continuing the cleaning process. the water was harsh against the smaller cuts, but you cleaned yourself thoroughly despite the pain.

in the middle of rinsing the conditioner from your hair, a knock sounded through the washroom.

“..yeah?” you tried to speak loudly over the rush of the shower, hoping he had heard you.

“i have a change of clothes for you.” came his response, quiet but you heard it.

“oh, uh,” you paused for a moment, “can you wait for a second?” you heard his affirmative grunt. speeding up and rinsing the last of the conditioner from your hair, you turned off the water and wrapped yourself in a towel. walking over to the door, you peeped it open a bit, going to stick your head out, but instead your forehead collided with something.

something being mingi’s back.

“oh,” he said, looking down at your head, “here.”

your ears became red, looking up for a split second, before grabbing the clothes and shutting the door quickly. you didn’t catch it, but mingi let his lips quirk up just a bit before sitting back down in the comically small armchair.

you took your sweet time in drying yourself off and brushing your teeth, slipping on the long sleeve black shirt and shorts that had been provided to you. taking a slight breath, you stepped out of the bathroom with your dirtied uniform in one hand.

you offered a tight lip smile to mingi, who wasn’t even looking at you.

“i ordered room service for our uniforms, just leave them in the laundry bin and they’ll be back by morning,’ mingi spoke up, motioning to the laundry bin. you nodded, slipping your clothes into the bin.

“you have training in first aid, right?” mingi broke the silence again, and you turned to face him.

“yeah, i do,” you nodded, sitting on the bed.

mingi held up a first aid kit.

“we should treat our cuts before they get infected.”

you nodded again, walking over to him and taking the kit from his hands. eyeing the armchair, you chuckled at how small he made it look when he sat in it.

“you should sit on the bed,” you spoke through your chuckle, “i think you’re too big for the armchair.”

mingi nodded, his face void of emotion as he sat on the bed instead.

you opened up the kit, taking out what you needed to treat the tiny injuries, and setting them out.

mingi’s eyes followed your hands, glancing up at you every now and then, but looking away before you would be able to notice.

“tell me what you’re doing while you do it, i’ll do yours when you’re done.” he said, to which you nodded in response, again hiding your anxiety.

“i’ll disinfect the cuts with alcohol first,” you began to explain, soaking a cotton bud with rubbing alcohol, “it’s gonna sting so just- be ready, or something.”

you awkwardly slot yourself between his legs, trying to control the heat working up your neck, and focused on the cuts along his face.

your lips were moving, forming words, but mingi didn’t hear anything. he watched the way your eyebrows creased in focus as you cleaned around his eyebrow, the bridge of his nose and on his cheek. he couldn’t even feel the sting, all he could feel was the minty cool of your breath fanning against his face, how he could feel the heat of your body radiating onto him, and the touch of your hand against the skin of his face.

he had found you pretty from the day he saw you- from the day you had ended up tangled up with his team. but he never let his guard down, he couldn’t. he didn’t even know why.

but the bat of your eyelash and the gaze in your eyes was enchanting. the slope of your nose and the curve of your lip was made so perfectly, he couldn’t look away

he felt you pull away, blinking a bit and watching you prepare bandaids to place on his face.

he wasn’t fully concious even when you stuck them on, listening to your voice but not your words, staring at the movement of your lips.

“mingi?” god, how he loved the way his name sounded on your tongue.

“mingi, are you there?” he was there, he’d always be right there for you.

“hello? mingi!” the sudden volume of your voice startled him, waking him up from whatever trance he was in.

“huh?” he said, blinking and straightening his back.

“you’re done,” you let out a small laugh, “are you okay?”

“yeah- yes. i’m fine. do you want me to do yours?” he quickly changed the topic, standing up.

you shook your head and waved him off.

“i’ll do my own, don’t worry.” mingi wouldn’t lie and say that didn’t disappoint him. but he nodded either way, letting you step away and disappear with the first aid kit into the bathroom.

mingi stood there for a minute longer, running his hands over the bandaid above his eyebrow, before rubbing his eyes.

‘what the hell is up with you, mingi?’ he spoke to himself in his head, falling back onto the bed, keeping his hands over his face.

it wasn’t long before you came out of the bathroom, and almost instantly, there was a knock on the door, making both you and mingi tense.

“room service!” the woman's voice on the other side of the door had your shoulders relaxing, but mingi stayed tense.

you approached the door, hand going to unlock the lock and pull it open, but a large hand encompassing your wrist stopped you.

“get behind me.” mingi’s voice was low and quiet, the speed that he had come up behind you was alarming.

“mingi, it’s just room service-”

“i said get behind me.” his tone caught you off guard, and you complied, letting go of the handle and standing behind him.

his hand didn’t leave your wrist, even when he carefully opened the door. you noticed, staring down at his firm grip against your skin.

“hello, darling! i’m here to pick up your laundry!” the older woman beamed a smile, but you could sense the shock in her voice, probably from the way mingi was staring her down.

“oh, yeah, thanks,” the kindness in mingi’s voice surprised you, watching as he turned to grab the laundry bin with one hand, still holding onto you, and handed it off to the woman.

“hoo! quite the load you’ve got here!” she giggled, “i’ll have it here by 6am tomorrow, as per your request,” she assured with a smile, and you missed the gentle smile mingi gave in response.

“thanks so much, have a lovely night ma’am.” mingi respectfully bid farewell to the woman.

“you too! i’m sure you lovers will enjoy the size-y bed!” she wiggled her thin brows and chuckled again.

your eyebrows shot up in surprise, words of objection already on your tongue, but mingi beat you to it.

“we sure will,” he laughed, “goodnight!” and with a final smile, he shut the door.

he turned to look at you, both your eyes simultaneously going down to look at his hand around your wrist. a beat of silence passed before he finally let go. without another word, he walked by you, turning off the main room light in the process, leaving only the lamps on for ambiance.

you stood in place for a second, your own hand going up to touch where his wrist was, but you quickly frowned and shook off the feeling, walking over to the bed, and sliding into bed right after mingi had.

“goodnight,” you offered in a raspy voice.

“goodnight.” he answered, speaking through a yawn.

you reached over to turn off the lamp, and the room submerged into darkness.

mingi was fast to fall asleep, you could tell by how even and slow his breaths had become. you, on the other hand, were restless. you kept changing positions, suddenly hyper aware of his every breath and movement.

you assumed for around 30 minutes, you continued to move, tossing and turning, not able to find a comfortable position, meanwhile mingi was dead asleep, soft snores falling from his mouth that slightly parted open.

your eyes had adjusted to the darkness, you were able to see faintly, but nothing clear. you dared to turn towards mingi, your eyes tracing over his sleeping face. he looked much more at peace, his brows were relaxed instead of how they were usually set, and his lips weren’t in a permanent frown. he was pretty.

not pretty enough to keep you still, though. you continued for another 10 minutes- moving and moving, your heart beating too fast in your chest and your skin flushing every now and then.

all your movement came to a crashing halt as mingi released a soft groan, shifting for the first time in the whole night, and turning towards you. you could feel his breath on the back of your neck, and just as you were processing that, his heavy arm came down and slung across your waist. you froze completely, feeling the way his arm circled around you and pulled you closer into his body. your breathing hitched a bit, and you remained completely stiff for longer than you would like to admit.

“y/n,” mingi’s breath tickled your ear, his voice was deep and rich with sleep, “relax.”

the word was spoken in a whisper, a shiver trailing up your spine, goosebumps littering your skin.

you inhaled deeply, shutting your eyes and breathing out, and almost immediately you began to settle comfortably.

all of the sudden, the mattress was softer, the comforter more warm, and the pillow fluffier. your eyelids grew heavier by the second, your heart rate slowing, and finally, you fell asleep. mingi didn’t let go for the whole night.

part two : here !

#mingi x reader #song mingi #gn reader #assassin au #ateez x reader #atiny #hongjoong #ateez fanfic #mingi x y/n

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cinnabunhwa · 9 months

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how song mingi shows his love

pairing: song mingi x gn!reader

genre: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, established relationship

summary: different drabbles (??? not sure if this is what its called pls lmk what these are) of how mingi would show his love to you

warnings: descriptions of argument, mention of flying bug

words: 699

a/n: happy birthday to my birthday twin!! Mingi is one of the sweetest people out there and i just have so many thoughts rattling my brain about how he would be to someone he loved. Send him lots of love!!

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Mingi would absolutely remember the little things you told him. In offhand mentions of your favorite sweets, or when you get excited about cute little things when walking together. He gives them to you when you least expect it and beams at you because your happiness makes him happy. When you smile, he smiles, and when you thank him he feels warmth spread across his chest. Anything that makes you feel good sends so much happiness his own way. You’re his precious person, someone he wants to know for a long time. Logically he knows that he can’t ALWAYS make you happy, but he’d be damned if he didn’t spend the rest of his life trying.

Song Mingi may flinch at a lot of things, but he would try REALLY HARD if he felt like you were afraid of something. There was a time that a flying bug was in the bathroom and you screamed for his help. Outside the door with a panicked expression, Mingi took a deep breath and went in. You heard muffled screams and things crashing, and then silence. The only thing that came after that was the sound of a toilet flushing and the sink running. He knew that the two of you would laugh together about it in the end, but if he had to face his fear over and over again so you didn’t have to, he would choose to again and again.

Everyone has a fight here and there. A lighthearted joke that one makes may not land well on a bad day. This time something you said may have cut Mingi a bit deeper than intended and he snapped back, startling you and causing you to feel defensive. “I didn’t mean it like that,” and “and yet you said it??” were being thrown around and honestly it didn’t seem like this was going to stop anytime soon. In the moment of silence that follows, Mingi takes a deep breath. Reaching one hand out to you, palm up he requests one of your own. You stare pointedly at it for a moment before gently laying yours on his, warmth spreading across your palm. Gently squeezing your hand, he offers the olive branch. “Can we start over?”

You would always be his first choice. Not that you would ever make him choose, but he would make a pointed effort to let you know that he would choose you over and over again. In moments of darkness, even without you asking he would appear. He knows your mannerisms like the back of his hand, and thinks his way through when your behavior is a little off. Sometimes he would try to solve your problems for you, telling you that “he’s thought it through and this is the best possible way to go about it,” but relents when he realizes that all you need is for him to be there for him. Since then, he’s made it his priority to let you know that he would always be there for you, even when you acted like you didn’t need him to be. He would support you from a distance if needed, and would offer to take you to your comfort food of choice when you were ready.

Mingi would ask his members for help making your birthday a special one. He knew he had to note down your favorite flavor or dessert (or even if you preferred to have dessert or just dinner), and whether you liked group settings or even liked being in public for your birthday, but he wanted to do more. Yunho would be the first person he went to, and his best friend would tease him to no end, making him do aegyo until he was satisfied before he spilled the beans about what he feels could make the day more YOU. Mingi would gather as much info from every single member, even things that were “i’m not sure if this pertains to them but this is an option!” He would recruit the members to help him decorate the space that was chosen, and he would hold hope within his heart that you would enjoy and have a wonderful day.

ty to @sungiesafety for beta reading ilysm <3

credits: div, div 2

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maycat-19-142 · 3 months

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Mingi reaction to your relationship getting exposed

A/n: I love ateez atm

⚠️: fem coded with the word unnie which means older sister

He gets scared

You are both idols and now you are exposed

You are from a small company that is fine With hit and do his but fans are scary

He goes to your dorm asap

When you maknae opened the door she just yelled "unnie mingi is hear"

He Speed walked to room which you were walking out of

Mingi pulled you in to him and just squeezed you

Finally after he let you go yall could talk about everything

He almost started to cry when you manager showed up

Till she said yall could still date publicly

So happy ending i think

When yall are seen out

Fans lose there minds

Yall are adorable

If you mc and he is there hongjoong has to have you close to mingi because he will sulk later on

If you do a live like channis room there will be compilations of yall being cute

Have a good day and night 🌙

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

#pixie #pixie rants #fluff #x reader #fem reader #gn🌌#ateez x reader #ateez mingi #mingi x reader #song mingi #mingi ateez #mingi x idol reader #mingi

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moonprismo · 11 months

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╭︎ ✧︎ : 𝓶𝔂⁸︎𝓬𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓼 Ꮺ࣭

┆︎ 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉/𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒷𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓈

┆︎☁️ •︎ 𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯 // 𝓰𝓷!𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 // 𝔀.𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽 : 𝓷/𝓪

┆︎𓏲࣪ 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗈𝗈𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽? 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽

╰︎ ✧︎ : 𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 : @tinystarstay (𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨𝖧𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗃𝗈𝗈𝗇𝗀୧˚

the customer that you remember because of his distinct appearance || you remember him because he sometimes forgets what he orders and likes it a certain way || manages to come only when your at work ((you know cause you asked people if they’ve seen him before and they say no))

“uhm..i’d like a grande iced white chocolate caramel macchiato, extra mocha drizzle with cinnamon powder on top & extra ice. and a warmed blueberry muffin”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨𝖲𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗐𝖺୧˚

the customer that makes you blush and giggle like a school girl || his drink usually changes between a hot and an iced drink || he likes the way you make his drink because you look so focused and you’re quick

“may i have a hot chocolate today? a grande in a venti please with extra whipped cream. also 2 warmed chocolate chip cookies & a coffee cake.”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨𝖸𝗎𝗇𝗁𝗈୧˚

the new regular customer || he doesn’t drink coffee and usually asks for suggestions and he usually gets what you suggest || he’s gonna be one that wants to try every drink first

“i really liked that chai you made me yesterday! i’d like one of those but big and iced. maybe add a little extra vanilla and an extra chai pump too. let’s add 2 double smoked bacons & a birthday cake pop.”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨𝖸𝖾𝗈𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀୧˚

the on and off again customer || you’d see him like every so often and he gets the same thing each time so you remember his drink || you both ended up following each other on instagram because he works as a bartender and goes live while he’s at work

“oh hey what’s up! can i get double tall hot french vanilla latte with whip. thank you”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨𝖲𝖺𝗇୧˚

the customer that comes in with his cat || you also remember him because he never comes by himself, he’s always got his little kitty in this little bag and she’s always looking around || he’s very sweet and tips really good when you complement and boop his kitties nose

“hi there, can i just get a trenta lemonade with peach & strawberry inclusions. uhmm.. a croissant for byeol and a lemon loaf, please and thank you.”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂୧˚

the juice customer || he told you specifically that he can’t handle coffee because of his acid reflux and when you told him you sell apple juice he was hooked || comes in orders and then dives right into whatever he was working on

“i’d like a venti apple juice with no ice.. wait. can i get it hot? i can? then a venti hot apple juice and 2 vanilla bean scones.”

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the coffee-holic customer || you worry about him sometimes || he already seems jumpy and with the amount of shots he gets in 1 drink is threatening sometimes || you once made his drink and tried it… you had no idea espresso could be so 𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖈𝖞

“i’d like to try something a friend of mine got once.. in a venti iced cup can i get 8 shots of espresso with extra ice… no no water it’s fine. that’s it~”

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the easy new customer || he likes sweets every once in a while but not all the time || he’s the customer you give extra shots/free pastries too || will sometimes bring you treats he made at home for being so nice

“i’d like a small iced americano with 2 sugars and extra ice. oh and a lemon loaf please.”

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yuyubeans · 30 days

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wanna check what my pockets think I am :0

(I'm getting a new phone)

#i need friends #ateez #writing #jeong yunho #xiaojun #choi jongho #song mingi #mingi #mingi x reader #hongjoong smut #boo men #man #women #gn #gaming #gay #gay men #gayhot #gay art #homosexual

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joong-tori · 1 year

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𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯!

Pairings: Choi San x GN! Reader

Pronouns: They/Them

Genres: Fluff, Comedy, Angst, Social Media Au

CW: strong language, fighting, toxic stan culture, talks of parasocial relationships, general stan twt nonsense, more to be added as time goes on

a/n: another smau omg!! atp if i make a post abt a fic, i will more than likely have alrdy decided to make it LSJSLSJS 💀💀 i won’t be updating this until i’m done with aiiprn tho!

Summary: Moonlight is a very chill and easy going streamer, rarely ever getting involved in drama. However, if there’s one person they cannot stand, it’s the very popular, loud, and boisterous streamer, Sanjook aka Choi San, who absolutely revels in the fact that he can get on their nerves so easily.

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loser=lovers | pirate kings 🏴‍☠️

#ateez social media au #ateez smau #ateez x gn reader #kori: game on!#choi san x reader #choi san x gn reader #choi jongho #jung wooyoung #song mingi #choi san #kang yeosang #jeong yunho #park seonghwa #kim hongjoong #choi san smau

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stayteezdreams · 8 months

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At First Sight: Part Two

Plot: A few days have passed since you met Mingi on the train. As you meet for a second time, you both wonder if your initial attraction to each other is meant to be more.

-Part One-

Pairing: Song Mingi x Gn!Reader

-Meet-Cute Series-

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As you stood outside of the mall entrance, you bounced nervously on your feet. You had been waiting for only a few minutes, but your nerves were rising steadily. Mingi texted you that he was close, and that only made your heart hammer harder.

It would be the first time you were seeing Mingi since you had met on the train a few days prior. When you weren't texting each other, you often found your mind wandering to him. And with the promise of seeing each other again, butterflies were nearly constant in your stomach.

As Mingi rounded the corner, his eyes found you immediately. The second he had you in his sights, he knew he hadn't been overreacting with how he felt. His heart was lit on fire when he saw you, just like when he saw you on the train. You were it for him and he knew it.

Hearing a deep voice call out your name, you spun around to see Mingi quickly heading towards you, grin on his face. Your heart flipped as you were reminded of just how attractive he was, and just how bright his smile shined.

You grinned as he approached giving him a small wave. "Hey" You greeted when he reached you, as you realized just how tall he was, something you hadn't fully processed the first time you met.

"You been waiting long?"

You shook your head, "No, only a few minutes."

He nodded and you saw relief on his face, noticing his somewhat heavy breath. Did he run here to make sure he didn't make you wait? The idea caused warmth to rise up your neck and ears, but you pushed it aside.

"So, the mall?" You asked curiously, wondering why this of all places is where he suggested you meet up, not that you were complaining. You would walk around an empty parking lot with him if it meant spending time with him.

He grinned down at you and nodded, "Do you like arcades?"

You nodded, "Yeah, I haven't been to one in a while though." You noted, thinking back on the last time, which had been a few years ago.

"You ever been to the arcade here?"

You thought for a moment before shaking your head, "I don't think so."

He grinned and reached down, taking your hand in his, successfully causing your heart to spike. "You'd remember it if you did."

You rose your brow as he jovially began dragging you inside, causing the ever-present butterflies to rampage inside of you.

Mingi was right, you would have remembered this arcade. Lit up with bright LED lights, games, and various machines littered the walls of various rooms in a two-story space.

"Woah."

You muttered and Mingi grinned down at you. He tugged you gently, his hand still encased around yours. "Come on!"

You smiled as you followed him, your eyes lingering on his hand as your face burned.

You had forgotten how easy it was to lose track of time in an arcade. You weren't sure how long it had been so far, but game after game was played between the two of you, and you now teased him for failing again at a golfing game.

Letting out a groan as he lost again, you laughed, "I guess golf just isn't your game."

He looked over at you and playfully glared, making you giggle. The sound sending Mingi's heart into a flurry.

"You know what game I am good at?"

You tilted your head, "What?"

He pointed to the claw machines and you scoffed, "Those are all based on luck."

"Uh-uh!" He retaliated, making you laugh in surprise. "I'm good at it, you'll see. I've got a knack for it!"

You followed him, grinning as he walked with confidence, clearly wanting to prove himself.

"I'll win you one, watch. Which one do you want?"

You eyed him playfully before you turned to the machine. Grinning, you pointed at a cute wolf plush, "That one."

He nodded, determination crossing his face and you watched him with a smile.

Much to your surprise, and Mingi's, though he would deny it, he got the wolf plush on the first try.

You gaped at him as he pulled it out, a proud smirk on his face. Bowing dramatically he handed it to you. "Your prize!"

You giggled and took the wolf plush and shook your head, "Okay, maybe, just maybe, it isn't all luck."

He grinned wider at this and watched as you smiled down at the plush. Looking back up at him, you lifted it up and compared it to Mingi, causing him to raise his brow in curiosity.

You smiled brightly, "It looks like you."

He chuckled, "Is that why you wanted it?" He asked playfully.

You hugged it close to your chest and grinned, "Maybe."

Mingi's heart flipped as he felt his ears start to burn. "How about one more game before we eat?" You nodded, and he looked around, "And a bet."

"A bet?"

He nodded with a playful smile before walking over to a racing sim.

"What does the winner get?" You asked curiously and Mingi glanced over at you.

"Anything they want."

You hummed, "And what would you ask for then? If you win?"

"I'll tell you when I win."

You opened your mouth in mock offense, "You win one claw game and suddenly you're so confident huh?"

He chuckled before he sat down, you followed his lead as you prepared to race him. Wondering what was on his mind for this so called "bet".

One game, which Mingi won, turned into a game of two out of three, which became even more intense when you won the second race.

But as Mingi raced past the finish line only seconds before you, he stood up and rose his arms in victory. You groaned as you leaned back in your chair, disappointed. But when you saw the bright grin on his face, you couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled out of you.

"Alright, alright, you won fair and square."

He pumped his fists dramatically and you laughed again as you stood up. "Okay what was this mysterious bet? What did you win?"

He turned towards you and smiled, something playful twinkling in his eyes, making your heart race and your face to heat up.

"A date."

"A date?" You nearly stuttered out, surprised at the confidence he spoke with, as your own heart somersaulted in your chest. "With me?"

He nodded softly, his smile was still bright, but you could see mild reservation in his eyes, as though he was afraid you would reject him.

You gave him a soft smile, "Mingi, you didn't have to make a bet for me to go on a date with you. I would love to go on a date with you, bet or not."

His smile widened and you could see the tips of his ears turning red, making you smile a bit wider.

"If that's the case, then, could I ask for something else as my prize?"

You thought for a moment before nodding.

As Mingi leaned down towards you, your breath caught, his eyes staring into yours before a cheeky smile graced his face. Lifting his hand he poked his cheek, which he then turned towards you.

"A kiss." He said, as he tapped his cheek a couple times.

You let out the air you had held back as you giggled softly. "You want a kiss on the cheek?"

He nodded confidently and you giggle again, hoping the sheepishness that washed over you wasn't so obvious. Taking in a breath, you leaned forward before kissing him on the cheek

Mingi's heart nearly exploded in his chest as you pressed your lips to his cheek. He wasn't entirely confident you would go through with it, and he wouldn't have forced you to do it anyways. But now he couldn't repress the grin on his face as he stood back up and looked down at you, the shyness obvious on your face.

"Cute." He muttered as you avoided his gaze. It was quiet but you heard it, and it only made you feel even more shy.

"Want to get some food now?" He asked, saving you from the burning in your chest as you grew more flustered by the second.

You met his eyes again and smiled, nodding.

"Come on." He said softly as you began heading towards the exit of the arcade.

Mingi, after glancing back down at you, slowly intertwined his fingers through yours, wanting to hold your hand again like before.

You met his gaze and he smiled softly at you, returning the smile, you made no move of removing your hand and relief and giddiness washed over him.

Ever since he met you on the train, he wanted nothing more than to see you again. To learn more about you, to make you laugh, to go on a date, for you to fall in love with him just like he could picture himself falling for you. He spent days torturing himself with thoughts of 'what if', and convincing himself that love at first sight just might be real.

He feared those thoughts would fade into unrealistic daydreams when you met again. Or maybe that spark he had initially felt would fade. But he was wrong. The more time he spent with you, the more perfect he felt you were for him.

You ate and planned a date, and he knew it wouldn't be the last time. He knew this was meant to happen, he knew you were meant to be his, and he was meant to be yours.

Maybe, it was all delusional daydreams, but until he was proven wrong, which he highly doubted, he would embrace it.

You were his love at first sight, and he had no intention of letting you go.

xx End xx

I hope you liked it! If you did, reblogs and feedback and very much appreciated. They are my lifeblood!~

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mybelovedwoo · 9 months

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song mingi as boyfriend - headcanon

headcanon, romance, fluff, smut

gn!reader x bf!atz

wc. ~0.8k

an: happy mingi day everyone!!

you can request headcanons if you want to (please only headcanons)!! if you want to be tagged in any of my fics you can apply here <3

masterlist

- the type of boyfriend who will be obsessed with you, and his whole personality would be around loving you and being the best boyfriend possible

-his lockscreen is you smiling for a picture he took on a date, he has playlists on his phone made just for you that you listen to whenever you are together and he talks about you all the time, like always has a fun fact to add about you in a conversation "you know when y/n was a child she liked that too" or "my girlfriend can also do that"

-he would give you the entire world if he could, unfortunately, he can't, but he would do everything with his power to make you feel like you are the most important, precious thing in this world (and next to him you actually feel like it)

-he would quite literally take you everywhere with him, to his studio, to dance practices and schedules, and if you go somewhere he would follow you around too, shopping and even meeting up with your friends

-he likes casual dates, like going out to eat (but not a too fancy place, more like a bbq) or going to the arcade or to the movies

-has a list on his phone about the things you like, and every time a birthday or Christmas, or any holiday comes he opens it and buys a thing from the list. looooves to give you gifts, especially clothes that he thinks would look good on you

-incredibly loyal, he will never leave you behind ever, and you can always count on him, he literally would drop everything if you ask him to

-he LOVES to be pampered, I mean he is just a big baby who loves cuddle time, and also appreciates when you cook for him (it just makes him fall in love with you even more)

-he can get very jealous sometimes, he just gets very sulky those times, but you just have to give him attention and lots of kisses for him and everything is okay

-constantly on a mission to make you laugh, but what makes you laugh actually the embarrassing things he does to make you laugh not the actual joke

-he loves to kiss the top of your head when you lean on him, it's a habit of his that he picked up due to his height

-he thinks you are the cutest human on planet earth and you think the exact same thing about him (bc he is)

-he will get all giggly when you initiate a hug or a kiss, but his favorite is when you hold his face and look deep into his eyes, he probably would get a heart attack from that, he can't take compliments either he would blush so hard

-his kisses are very slow and soft, but he would hold your face with one hand a bit roughly just to hold you secure, and the other hand is around your waist to keep you close to him

-he would call you nicknames like baby, princess or his personal favorite pumpkin, which is even your contact name on his phone

nsfw +18!!!

-so I think mingi is a switch, he could be a soft dom (but not as soft as san if you know what I mean), but he's rather a sub, he likes it when you take control, he thinks it's extremely hot, but doesn't mind taking control either if you're in the mood for that

-it always starts out very soft and romantic, just like his kisses. cuddle times lead to sex 70% of the time, he just wants to feel you even closer to him

-other times he is just really horny, but that's a whole different kind of sex, it would be hot and steamy, like when he comes home all frustrated from practice because he was thinking about you the whole time, or when he gets a bit jealous because you got a bit too close to another member

-when he is a dom ohh boy you'll have a long night. he would do literally anywhere, in the kitchen, in the shower, on the couch

-manhandles you shamelessly, pushes you against the wall, and loves to slap your booty (but not in the way it actually hurts)

-but when he is a sub, he is so loving and careful, all light touches and tender kisses, he just wants to be babied at those times

-for positions, sub mingi loves it when you ride him, he loves the view he gets, but dom mingi loves a good doggy, also loves to view from behind

-i think vocally he is a bit shy in the bedroom, wouldn't speak much during it, just groans a lot

-aftercare is really important for him but prefers it when you do it to him, or at least for it together, would be really soft and kinda in a sentimental mood after

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