Request - Reaction To The S/o Getting A Dare And Kissing Them .

request - reaction to the s/o getting a dare and kissing them .

(you can imagine whether they are in a relationship or complete strangers situation or whatever) thanks!!

SVT and dared kiss

95s, 96s, 97s, 98s, 99s ··- ฅ^._.^ฅ

a/n: this one was a blast to write. it did took quite a while cause for some reason, half way through my will and want to live just disappeared, but I'm glad I got it done lmaoo, enjoy reader !! (vernon's one is messy but I had funnn) all interactions (likes, reblogs, comment)are appreciated !!

genre: fluff

warning: none (do tell me if i missed any!)

Minghao: girlfriend 

Minghao was rather shocked when he was asked the dare. He truly isn’t one for PDA, but they were drinking, and almost everyone in your mutual friend group is either drop-down drunk or half asleep. Jun’s apartment sheltered you all with close friends and a secure place, so you went to look at him if it was okay, despite the cheering of your friends. It seemed like alcohol can’t stop you from being genuine and caring to your boyfriend. With a nod and a roll of the eye to your group of friends, minghao melted into your lips.

Mingyu: brother's best friend

You haven't seen him in a while, but a slight sight of him at the mall you and your brothers were in made all the butterflies come back. Hurdling your stomach, making you dizzy with how much he’s grown since the last time all of you hung out when you were little. The little reunion led to a get-together dinner in said mall. And your brothers, being the little idiots they are, somehow knowing about your little (enormous) crush, decided to play a little game. “Dare you to kiss gyu.” and you were red. Mingyu was red. (Shit this is red too) and then they laughed, saying how you don't have to and they were only kidding. Only to be beaten by mingyu, who swiftly stole your first kiss. The looks on your brother's face were hilarious.

Seokmin: childhood best friend

Seokmin has been there since day 1. Who am i kidding, he is your day 1. And it was a casual hangout at your place, him laying down on your bed and accompanying you to finish a project for an upcoming presentation. “Wanna play something?'' Seokmin chimed in and therefore began an innocent round of truth or dare. Easy truths like ‘have you ever farted in public’ or dares like ‘i dare you to hold your breath until you finish that one paragraph’, and easy laughs were shared. Until, seokmin sat on the end of your table, “I dare you to kiss me” And it felt like time had stopped abruptly. “W-what?” you stuttered, and then seokmin moved beside you, lowering himself to your level. “Y/n, i dare you to kiss me.” He was all sly and smiley until you said nothing for a solid 20 seconds. “I-i of course, if y-you don’t  want to... I was just joking-” * smooch*  and now you’re the one who's all sly and smiley. 

Seungkwan: a mutual friend

It’s been a while since you met seungkwan and your friend group. It was a class reunion you were in, where you were making small talk with the people you once called the love of your life back in highschool until all of you were drunk or tired enough to play a childish round of truth or dare. It really went over your head when a friend dared you to kiss Seungkwan who was conveniently sitting in front of you. Your hazed mind lazily went to him getting ready for a little kiss when seungkwan held your shoulder, being somewhat the only semi-sober one. “Y-you sure y/n?” “Mhmm”, you sing-songed, ensuring that you don’t mind kissing him.  A peck, and some chuckles from your friends later, his hands were around your shoulder, his jacket around you for the rest of the night. Didn’t know a touch of the lips could bring such care. 

Vernon: stranger

Oh boy, when your friend dared you to kiss a guy not far from where you were sitting, which you were obviously eyeing, you thought this was it. The day you’ll throw your friends into a little bottle and toss them out into the ocean. The sunlit beach only improved your thoughts. It looks pretty nice to float around in the ocean right about now. “Oh come on, it’s no biggie. Besides isn’t he just good-looking?” one says. “Y/n I swear to god, if you come out of this with a boyfriend, reserve us a VIP table at your wedding.” And you want nothing but to turn into a speck of sand because if you know your friends you know they're adamant and won't let you live this down. So with a sigh, you went over to the guy that sat closer to the shoreline, not that far from your place. He was topless (oh god), with a notebook on his lap, a pen on hand, and headphones on. You had to tap his shoulder to get his attention. “Hey, uhm s-sorry... I wanna come and say you look r-really attractive and all, and my friends thought it... It would be genius of me if I could randomly kiss y-you.” “i-i’m sorry? Oh uh... Thanks. But the kissing p-part?” “U-uh, sorry that was really stupid, but I swear to god my friends won’t let me live it down…o-of course! you don’t have to if you think it’s weird, you probably think I’m weird..heh uhm..” “Vernon” “right.. Vernon.” He looked at you fidgeting with your fingers, hair dramatically blown by the salty air, and a pair of echoing giggles behind him he deemed to be your friends. “I don’t mind” “What. Really?” He chuckled, “Yeah..” (fast forward 2 years later, you two are serving your friends a buffet at your wedding as a substitute for the credits you owe them  for getting you a husband)

Chan: classmate 

“Oh come on y/n, it’s only a dare! Besides, everyone knows Chan is head over heels for you!” A friend of yours whispered-shouted. “Come on! I dare you to kiss him!” You couldn’t help the blush on your face and the heat that rose first to your throat, then next to your ears. “Keep it down will you!” you hushed them. They kept on giggling and you knew they were going to press no matter how much you refuse, but lady luck was on your side cause as you were trying to pry them off of you the bell rang, and everyone sighed. Chuckling to themselves and went back to their own desks. You’d be lying if you said the dare didn’t consume most of your thoughts that noon. And having chan placed so coincidentally in the empty hallway, tempted you even more. “Hey y/n” he waved at you. You waved back, making your way to him. With every step, double the heartbeat. “I kinda’ got this dare… i-it's pretty weird b-but-”, “But?” Chan sighed and chuckled, he leaned into your right ear and whispered, “Bare with me for a sec, they won’t stop bugging me.” He then kissed you. The most chaste kiss, not risking anything hardcore because of the environment that the two of you were in. And seconds later, accompanying your blushed face and chan chuckling while resting his head on your shoulder, erupts the cheer and laughter of your friends from behind the lockers.

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“mr. perfectly fine” | yoon jeonghan

summary: you and jeonghan hate each other at least that’s what you both think. however lately his words seem to weight more, more than you wanted them to.

genre: one-shot, enemies to lovers | psych major!jeonghan x lit major!reader

part of the he calls you clingy series.

No Matter What - Part 2 - Choi Seungcheol x Reader

No Matter What – Part 2

Choi Seungcheol (Seventeen) x Reader Summary: After your revelation, you walk away from your relationship with Seungcheol, convinced you are doing what is right. You push him away time after time, but he won’t give up. Word Count: 2,267 Genre: angst, fluff Warnings/Contains: Nothing. If I missed something, please let me know!

You knew he’d be shocked by your revelation. From the moment you said yes to the first date, you knew that having a daughter would be a deal breaker. It’s more than he should have to deal with. He will break up with you. So, you can’t care about the devastation on his face. You can’t let the tears in his eyes pull at your heart. You can’t turn back. No matter how much his pain is breaking your heart, you can’t let it sway you.

His chocolate eyes glisten mirthlessly and the smile that usually graces his face is gone, replaced by a look of utter ruin. You don’t want to walk away, but if you stay and Seungcheol eventually abandons you, you won’t be able to handle it. You’ve already gone through hell once with your daughter’s father and you’re terrified of it happening again. If you walk away, you’re the one in control.

Before he can hurt you, you pull away. Like the day you met, he calls after you. It takes everything inside of you to force one foot in front of the other as he begs you not to go. Your heart is shattering, droplets of pain pouring from your eyes. You frantically wipe away the tears and walk faster. You should have broken things off with Seungcheol long ago. You waited too long, got too attached, and now you’re devastated.

When you reach home, you peek in your daughter’s bedroom. She’s sleeping soundly, her favorite pink bunny tucked under her chin. You kiss her on the forehead and smile. At least you’ll always have her. There’s a knock on your door. Looking through the peep hole, you see Seungcheol. You should have known he’d follow you. You crack open the door.

“What are you doing here? I don’t want to see you.”

“Please, let me come in, Y/N. I need to talk to you.”

“There’s nothing to say. I should have ended this a long time ago. I’m sorry.”

You shut the door and sobs begin to rack your body. He calls your name, begging you to let him in, but you turn and walk away. If he asks again, you know you won't be able to say no. You bury yourself under your covers, curling into a ball. A few minutes later your phone lights up. You roll over, put the pillow over your head, and cry yourself to sleep.

...

It’s still dark outside when you’re jolted awake. You were dreaming of Seungcheol. In the dream, you slip off the edge of a rocky cliff. You can barely hang on. You look up in desperation, searching for something to pull yourself up. Seungcheol appears from out of nowhere, reaches down and pulls you to safety.

You check the time on your phone. 4:37 AM. Your texts are full of messages from Seungcheol, the last one sent only fifteen minutes before.

Please don’t cut me out of your life. I don’t want to live without you. It doesn’t matter that you have a daughter. Nothing matters except being with you.

His words sound convincing and you want to believe him. You put your phone down and try to go back to sleep. Ten minutes later, it’s back in your hand and you’re texting him.

It does matter. You deserve someone better, someone without the baggage my life has. You deserve someone who can give you everything. I can’t be that woman.

His reply comes quickly.

You’ve already given me more than I could ever have imagined. There’s no one else for me. I want you. And if that means you come with a miniature version, I want her too. I love everything about you, and I know I will love her too. Please just give me a chance.

His words are chipping at your resolve.

No. I can’t do this. It won’t end well, and I won't get hurt again. Please let me go.

No. I’m not giving up.

You know he’s going to end up hurting you. That’s what men do. You can’t be hurt again. And you can’t let your daughter get hurt either.

…

You barely make it through the week. Dragging yourself out of bed in the mornings has become nearly impossible. You teach the lessons you’ve planned, but you can’t remember a single word you’ve spoken. After you fix dinner for Amara, you go straight to your bed and bury yourself under the covers. You can’t sleep, you don’t want to eat, and your heart actually aches. You’ve never felt so distraught and agitated.

The weekend finally comes. You’d like nothing more than to lay in bed, hiding from your responsibilities and hiding from the world. But you’re awakened by a chubby hand on your cheek and a soft voice calling for Mama. You pull her close and she plants a sweet kiss on your cheek. The sun is glaring brightly through the windows already; it looks like a beautiful day. You’ve got to do something to take your mind off your breakup. “Should we go to the playground today?” you ask.

“Playground!” she shouts.

You ruffle her hair and smile. “Let’s have breakfast first, then we’ll go,” you promise.

It's a short walk from your apartment to the playground. That's part of the reason you chose this area when you were looking for a home. The two of you go there every weekend. It’s your special time together. She runs ahead of you, pulling you along the sidewalk. “Hurry Mama!” she squeals.

She wants to play on the slide first. You wait at the bottom to catch her as she comes giggling down, her hands thrown up in delight. She continually circles back to the slides again and again, after trying every other piece of equipment. She’s on what seems like her millionth trip down the slide when she looks at you strangely and points behind you. “Who’s that man, Mama?”

You lift her into your arms and look behind you. Your heart thumps inside your chest when you see Seungcheol standing beside the entrance. He starts walking toward the two of you.

“What are you doing here?” you demand.

“I remembered there was a park nearby. I hoped you might come here.” He kicks at the mulch on the ground, his hands shoved in his pockets. You aren’t sure what to do; you don’t want to cause a scene in front of Amara.

“Do you know him, Mama?” she questions you.

“My name is Seungcheol. I’m a friend of your Mama’s.” He sticks out his hand. Amara looks at him, no idea what a handshake is, and you laugh. His ears turn red.

“Do you want to play with us?” Amara asks suddenly.

“I don’t think -”

“Sure,” Seungcheol interrupts. She wiggles from your arms and takes him by the hand, pulling him toward the swing set. Your brain is telling you to grab Amara and leave before she starts to like him. Her heart is so big; if he’s nice to her, she’ll accept him unconditionally. Then, when he disappears, she’ll be devastated.

You walk slowly toward them, trying to come up with an exit strategy that won’t cause too much commotion. Stopping a few feet away from the swings, you watch the two of them. Seungcheol is gentle but awkward; he must not have much experience with children. All the more reason to get Amara away quickly. He thinks this is what he wants, but he has no idea what he would be getting himself into.

“Amara,” you call. “It’s time to go, sweetheart. We need to get home.”

“Mamaaa!” she whines. You eye her firmly and she sighs. “Okay.”

She jumps down from the swing and runs to Seungcheol, hugging his leg. He looks surprised, then smiles, hugging her back. You swallow hard.

“Will you be here next time, Cheolie?” she asks. Your heart drops. You open your mouth to object, but again, he answers first.

“I’m not sure,” he answers. “I had a lot of fun though. It was very nice to meet you.”

Amara looks sad, but then her eyes brighten. “Mama brings me here every weekend,” she reveals. “If you can’t come next time.” She smiles proudly. She’s too intuitive to only be four years old.

He chuckles lightly, and Amara takes off running. She stops and waves to Seungcheol, then runs off again. You turn to go but he grabs your hand.

“Can we please talk?”

Your voice cracks. “I have to go.”

You pull away from him and as you’re walking away, he calls, “I’m not giving up.”

Amara is waiting for you at the entrance to the playground. She takes your hand, and you walk quietly toward home. When you get back to the apartment, she looks at you seriously. “Mama?”

“Hmmm?” you respond, your mind is a million miles away.

“Do you like Cheolie? He’s really nice.”

Her question you off guard. You pull her onto your lap. “Sweetheart, I don’t want you to be sad, but I don’t think you’ll see him again.”

“I will, Mama.” She’s completely confident. “I know it.”

She jumps off your lap and runs into her room to play. You sit on the couch, staring after her, and you’re heart clenches. She’s already attached. He’s infiltrated her heart as quickly as he did yours. You’re going to have to find a way to make her understand that he’s not going to be a part of your lives. Your shoulders droop as you trudge to the kitchen to make lunch. This is exactly what you were afraid would happen.

Your phone vibrates.

I’m sorry I just showed up, but I had to see you. I’m miserable without you, Y/N. What do I have to do to convince you that I’m serious about us?

You don’t know how to respond. You’re angry he insinuated himself into your daughter’s life. But you can’t deny how you felt seeing him again. You’ve missed him. So much. And as much as you wanted to yell at him to go away, you wanted even more to fall into his arms and feel his love soothing your pain. You bury your head in your hands, trying to hold back your tears.

What would it take for you to finally trust him? What else does he have to do to prove himself? He’s already shown you that he’s nothing like your ex, he’s the complete opposite. That should comfort you, it should make you trust him. But something is still tugging at you, making you hold back. What exactly is it that you’re expecting or waiting for? And does it even have anything to do with him? Or is the problem you?

…

The following weekend, you’re heading to the playground, your usual Saturday routine. Your heart is torn as you walk the few blocks there with Amara. Part of you desperately wants Seungcheol to be there waiting. But your rational side hopes he’s given up. Amara hasn’t mentioned him. If she’s forgotten and he doesn’t make an appearance, maybe you can finally put all of this behind you. 

You cautiously enter the playground as Amara runs ahead. Your eyes do a quick scan, looking for Seungcheol. You feel more disappointed than relieved when you don’t see him there. You didn’t realize you’d feel this let down. It seems you were right all along. He’s turned out to be just like every other man. You shouldn’t be upset, it’s only what you expected. But deep down, you had really hoped he’d be different. 

You slump down on a bench near where Amara’s playing. You’re overwhelmed by an unforeseen wave of sadness, unable to stop yourself from crying. As fast as you can wipe your tears away, they’re replaced by new ones. You turn away in an attempt to hide yourself from her view. You don’t want her to see you crying, not over a man. 

You’d been unconsciously counting on him being different. When you walked away, you’d told yourself that you were doing what was best for everyone. It was best for you to cut ties before all of you got hurt. Because that was what would happen. You said it so many times that your brain believed it. But it’s evident from the dejection you feel that your heart wanted something different. 

And now it’s too late. 

Your plan worked. Amara will be fine; she doesn’t seem to even remember him. And Seungcheol has finally given up. He’ll move on with someone else who deserves him, and he’ll be happy. You walked away just in time; everyone will be okay. 

Everyone except you. 

…

You couldn’t have imagined that you’d still be a wreck a week later. But you can’t let go of your devastation and your regret. You cry yourself to sleep each night, replaying over and over how the scenario could have turned out differently. You beat yourself to a pulp wishing you could change what’s already happened. 

You dread the thought of taking Amara back to the playground. It reminds you of how you squandered your last chance at happiness, but you can’t let your daughter down. So, when Saturday morning comes around, you put on your best smile and walk with her, hand in hand, down the street. She’s babbling away when all of a sudden, she shrieks. You’ve only been half listening to her chatter, your mind wrapped up in your sadness, but her squeal jars you back to reality. Your jaw nearly drops to the ground when she calls out. 

 “Cheolie!”

Standing by the swing set is Seungcheol. She runs toward him. “I knew you’d come!” she cries, jumping up and down. 

He laughs. “I couldn’t miss another chance to play with you!” 

“I’m going to the slide!” she calls over her shoulder.

“I’ll be right there!” Seungcheol yells to her. He starts walking in your direction, his expression full of worry. “I’m sorry I just showed up again, I –”

You throw yourself at him, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck. He gasps in surprise. “You really are different,” you whisper, tears pooling in your eyes. “You didn’t give up.”

“I promised you I wouldn’t,” he replies as he peels you off to look into your eyes. “I don’t break my promises.”

Part 1

“no right to be mad” | choi seungcheol

summary: you and cheol are stuck together like glue but lately it seems that only you enjoy spending time with him- at least that’s what he makes you understand.

genre: one-shot, more than friends au | streamer!cheol x bff!reader

part of the he calls you clingy series.

my daisy / series masterlist | kim mingyu

➝ CEO!Mingyu x Secretary!Reader

➝ feat. Seungcheol, Jennie, Jisoo, Seungkwan, Jihoon, Soonyoung, Seokmin, Minghao, Wonwoo, etc.

➝ strangers to lovers // single dad!Mingyu // fluff // lighthearted // non idol!au // like pls dont expect any dramas here lol // tiny bit of angst ig

➝ series warning: mentions of sex, no smut but there's implied sexual activities, insecurity (as always jshbdjhsfshbf am sorry), curses, food, let me know if theres more ^^

➝ total series word count: 36k words

➝ crossposted on Ao3 // my daisy tag

➝ Start date: 24 Sept 2021

➝ End date: 31st Oct 2021

when your cousin asks you to be her substitute at SVT Inc. as she takes her maternity leave, you're pretty sure this wasn't what you signed up for.

❅ prologue

❅ chapter 1

❅ chapter 2

❅ chapter 3

❅ chapter 4

❅ chapter 5

❅ chapter 6

❅ chapter 7

❅ chapter 8

❅ chapter 9

❅ chapter 10 (final)

❅ epilogue

BONUS:

→ drabble #1

→christmas special

→[21:37]

→mingyu wants to propose

minghao boyfriend headcanons <3

a/n: posting his next as requested !! one of my best friends said "minghao makes me want to believe in scorpio men" and she was so right for that. i have also said that if someone doesn't feel about me the way that "hai cheng" describes, i don't want it. this is my long-winded way of saying minghao is my kryptonite <3 pics not mine !!

content: fluff | wc: 1.4k | warnings: none! | pairing: boyfriend!minghao x gn!reader | requests: open

minghao's giggle will ring in my ears for hours after i hear it for a few seconds so you can imagine how long thoughts of boyfriend minghao will linger in my mind after writing this :,,,_)

to put it simply, minghao is so so dreamy

he's romantic!!! in a natural way that isn't rehearsed

he thinks of you so dearly and treats you with so much care that everything he does makes your heart swoon and your knees weak

always has his hand at your back when you're walking in a public place. always asking you if you've eaten/had enough water/taken your medications or supplements/etc. always always always looking around the room to check on you, whether at home or at a party or a crowded restaurant, because he wants to confirm with his own eyes that you are still there and doing okay

and he really just wants to look at you 25/8 because you make him feel so safe <3

he adores picking out outfits for you and lying them on the bed/hanging them on the closet door so you can grab them the next morning before you head out to start your day

if you two are attending an event together, he will shyly ask if he can coordinate your outfits <3 he is over the moon when you say yes and even more over the moon when people do double-takes at you two because y'all have taken couples outfits to a whole new level of elegant and cool

he loves how it feels to show your relationship through something as expressive as fashion, and he's so proud to be seen with you :,-)

frequently sends you silly selfies

and also cool af selfies

these are the majority of your phone notifications when he's traveling, and he will ask you to send you selfies too

jokes that "i'll forget your face if i don't see it daily" but really he's collecting photos for the album he has on his phone so he can look through them when he misses you which is every second he's far away from you

he also asks you to help him to pick which photos to post !!! he takes your opinion so seriously and knows you would only pick the best pictures

definitely has opinions on which photos of you are the best he thinks every photo of you is perfect and absolutely adores taking photos of you !! he knows all the best poses and angles to show off your beauty

he'll make mental notes of places that are perfect for lil photoshoots and will take you to those places on your dates

he even sends you a message before those dates and tells you to dress up <3 this is also a time he'll often pick out your outfit so it pops with the scenery <3

please i love him so much

whenever he teases you, he giggles right after

like he's being savage but he's so enamored with you and how cute you look when he teases you that he can't hold back the giggles

also giggles like a child when you roast him because he loves that you feel comfortable enough to tease him

he tells you when you've said something particularly clever because he's proud of you and your wit i'm yelling

minghao has a notebook where he writes down quotes, lyrics, artworks, etc that remind him of you

whenever you're having a hard time, you two are apart for a while, or he just wants to express how much he loves you, he'll share one of these with you

he also keeps a list of everything you've ever recommended to him

i mean everything

like a movie you mentioned on your second date ?? he has watched it several times and can recite most of it from memory but it remains on that list like a souvenir of your first conversations

a coffee drink you said he had to try the next time he went to that one coffee shop in that one neighborhood ?? not only is it on that list, but he also makes notes of what he was doing every time he drank it

this notebook is basically his diary chronicling your relationship it's so beautiful and sentimental and a precious belonging to him <333

he revisits these places or things when he wants to feel close to you :-( there are pieces of you everywhere in his life and he'll never let them go <3

the best listener in the world !!!

before he shares his advice or opinions, he will ask you questions about your thoughts and feelings on it, encouraging you to explore the situation more on your own

he doesn't want to influence your feelings before you have the chance to sort it out yourself <3

sometimes he might be a little stubborn about his views, especially if he is offering you advice to resolve a problem, but, ultimately, he will respect your decisions

honestly it's one of the things he loves so much about you -- the fact that you're an individual and you don't always have to see exactly eye to eye to love and support each other

he always asks for your input too because your mind is beautiful to him and he knows he can rely on you for honesty and clarity

he acts so young in love, but he's so incredibly mature

like he blushes when you kiss him on the cheek and he looks at you with puppy eyes more often than not

but he also enjoys having serious conversations about boundaries, love languages, relationship desires, and so on

very much the type, once he gets comfortable enough in the relationship, to say "our future" instead of "my/your future" <333

he's grateful every single moment of every single day that your paths intersected

intersecting paths are definitely a recurring theme in the art he makes about you

as an anniversary present, he gives you a small painting that depicts a special moment in your relationship, like the building you stood in front of the first time he said "i love you" or your favorite flower intertwined with his favorite flower tied together with a ribbon that has the date you two met on it

keeps special house slippers, pajamas, toiletries, and clothes for you in his home at all times

he says it's because he likes to be neat and prepared but really it's because he never wants you to have a reason to leave when you stay late at night

adores painting, drawing, and doing anything creative with you <3

sharing his hobbies and passions is one of his love languages for sure, so coexisting while making art together is one of the most intimate ways he can say "i love you"

in general, he simply loves coexisting with you

reading together, napping together, watching the sunrise/sunset, walking around the city, any activity you can both do simultaneously is something minghao will sign up for in a heartbeat !

he finds so much peace in your presence that he seeks as much time with you as possible

and, whenever either of you want some alone time, you both can say it freely

the respect you two share for each other as individuals is so special

it enhances the love you have toward the other, and it enhances how meaningful time together is

he loves to compliment you, and the word that falls from his lips the most is "pretty"

you are so breathtaking to him, in every possible way. while he tries to use the most accurate words each time, something about "pretty" captures his admiration for you enough for it to become instinct

he WILL completely lose it when you call him pretty

because he melts at your compliments and also because "pretty" has such a powerful meaning now that he defines it with you sorry i'm sobbing at this

minghao is just a breath of fresh air and the feeling of warmth that comes when someone says "i love you" as they tuck you in for the night and kiss your forehead softly

as his partner, you will never feel forgotten or uncared for because he is always watching out for you and holding you, whether that's physically, emotionally, or mentally

minghao is a sweetheart who loves you with his whole heart and soul !!! every moment he spends with you is a dream come true to him, and, while he can't believe his luck, he is so grateful for you

i'm going to curl up into a ball now because minghao is so !!!!! i hope everyone gets the minghao they deserve <333