Got Impatient Waiting For Min Ho Fan Fiction So I Made One In A Minute

Got impatient waiting for Min Ho fan fiction so i made one in a minute

I hate it. I want it to burn. But here 🥰🫴

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Imagine trying to find some skin care products your friend recommended so you go to the nearest beauty shop by your dorm.

You walk in and look around for the skin care for a while staring at the link your friend sent you. Your gaze flickers from the photo of the cream back to the shelves wondering if it was even at this store. The workers asked you if you were alright but you nod and give them a smile saying you were fine.

After thirty minutes of loitering you decide to leave thinking you were unlucky in choosing the location. Before you could step out you feel a tight grip on your wrist and you turn back to see a handsome stranger in a white hoodie and some gray jeans. He seemingly glares at you looking you up and down and muttering words in Korean under his breath.

Before you could even understand what was happening he started dragging you throughout the store mumbling things under his breath like, “This can help with acne,” while placing seemingly random products in your basket. “Best treatment for blackheads and pores,” a nose strip gets placed in.

You protest trying to pull your wrist away and try to explain you won't be able to pay for the basket that seems like it could overflow if you keep walking with him. “Stop complaining. You're going to get wrinkles.” He grabbed an anti-aging cream this time and turned around to look you up and down again. You felt self-conscious under his gaze wondering if you should have tried harder with your outfit even if it was the weekend.

“Did you even try waking up in the morning?” He asked you with a tone that sounded like you woke up just to annoy him. You tried to hold back a scoff and discussed face at his words.

You can't even respond before he drags you to the cashier and looks at you with a raised brow.

“I’m sorry, but I can't pay for it.” You apologize for looking at the two zeros after the $34. “It’s too expensive anyways. I’m sorry for wasting your ti-”

“Stop apologizing.” He scoffs, flipping out his card from his wallet. He doesn't bat an eye as he places it in the register.

“No-! You really don't have to do that. Let me repay you somehow.” You tell him but something in your gut told you to let him pay for it and run with all the skincare you had no idea how to use.

“Who said I wasn't going to let you repay me?” He replied with a snarky voice. The cashier placed the jars, tubes, small cardboard boxes, and any other products he bought for you in a bag.

“It could take a while but I can get you the money-”

“7:30 pm tomorrow at the new French restaurant. Don't be late.” He turns around and starts to leave the shop. “I’m Min Ho. You don’t need to be afraid to follow me on insta. I have that effect on people.” You can hear a cocky laugh leave his lips as the automatic glass door closes leaving you staring at his retreating feature.

Maybe you should go shopping for a cute outfit today as well.

were not going to talk about how im still stuck on overblot jamil

I wish all of you a good "Diasomnia is coming and coming strong" (and also tag your spoilers). And my feelings and prayers to my fellow players/watchers that are still in ch6 despite knowing a bit of what's going to happen, myself included

so this is from a popular old video in Brazil and as I was watching it for the first time, I just saw this scene and... suddenly had a epiphany. feel free to use it as template for something if you like it <3

𝓳𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓾𝓷. 𝓼𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓶.

✿ summary: after eating strawberry scones and maybe a bit more than a little snow, riddle won't let you leave

✿ ft. riddle rosehearts

you hadn't expected it. you really should have, but you didn't.

the perfectly cut grass along with those pops of red in heartsabyul had been draped in a pristine white layer of snow. the once almost postcard blue sky transformed into a muted gray hue. soft mummers of the wind now were hidden with a biting nip. tiny snowflakes began to multiply, swirling and twirling in the wind. the atmosphere began to shift into a flurry of snow. 

voices yelled to get back inside once the wind kicked up. 

you had followed the dorm leader inside the half eaten strawberry stones left to fly with the wind or be suffocated by the mounting layers of pristine powder.

now, after being stuck in his cozy room, it didn't seem so bad to be stuck here. who knew it was against the queen's rules to get out in the snow thirty minutes after eating a strawberry scone?

was it even coming down that hard? maybe the snow could go up to your knees, but grim needed you back at ramshackle. he did have the ghosts, and you had, well, riddle, overbearing as ever. he passed back and forth in his room, hand on his chin, muttering something under his breath. his eyes would occasionally glance your way before immediately diverting to the floor.

you were lucky enough to find yourself on his bed, blankets and duvet draped around your form keeping you warm, a nice contrast to the freezing blizzard coming down outside.

"aren't you cold, riddle?" you asked the boy who momentarily paused, his shoulders tense in the chilly air.

"no, don't be ridiculous," he almost responded too quickly, but there was a subtle shiver beneath his confident tone.

“riddle.”

“i told you, im fine.” he snapped before a high pitch sneeze erupted out of him, leaving him frozen in a moment of vulnerability.

“sure.” you looked at him, a playful glint in your eyes. “just join me.” you tell him and pat a spot next to you, the soft noise nustling into his ears. 

he looked at you, obviously thinking it over. yes he was cold, very cold and you were warm. you were also a friend. a friend he cared about a lot. what if he embarrassed himself? what would his mother say?

riddle hesitated for a moment, his expression softening before he reluctantly moved to sit beside you, not before peeling off his gloves, heels and cloak, seeking the warmth both from your words and the shared space. bed dipping the air between you held a subtle tension, a mixture of the biting cold and an unspoken connection.

opening your am with a blanket you wordlessly invited him closer to you. shoulders brushing until nudging and then finally touching, no space in between the two of you. you wrapped the blanket to his shoulder. 

“what are you doing?” he snapped back, his shoulders tense as he resisted the urge to yank the blanket off.

“keeping you warm,” you said calmly, unaffected by his abrupt response. you rested your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes, a sigh escaping you as you allowed yourself to relax. he inhaled quickly, his posture stiff and straight as always.

you opened your eyes and looked into the red head's. “you can relax, you know.”

“i am relaxed.” he retorted, but his words contradicted the truth. his fingers fidgeted, his posture remained tense, and everything about him screamed awkwardness. despite his efforts to maintain composure, the vulnerability beneath the surface was palpable, like a tightly wound coil just waiting to unravel. the air held a quiet tension, a delicate balance between his resistance and your gentle persistence in breaking down the walls he had built around himself.

"right," you couldn't help but let out a laugh, though a subtle tightness settled in your chest. was he even trying to warm up to you? the fact that he didn't force you to be in the same room as ace or deuce right now suggested some level of care, but maybe not enough to share such an intimate moment with you.

riddle caught on to your feelings, your face not doing much to hide them. gradually, he slid his hand over towards yours, bit by bit. perhaps, in his own way, he was opening up to you. his frostbitten hands latched onto yours, seeking warmth from the cold.

you flinched, and riddle almost immediately shot his hand back towards his lap, muttering a quick apology. his face turned as red as the once red roses outside. how could he be so stupid, reaching out to grab your hand like that? he should have known better. it felt like an invasion of space, a potential disrespect. what would his mother say? he was practically taking advantage of y-

his wild thoughts dwindled away like sugar in water when your hand touched his own, grasping it and squeezing it. the feeling of warmth shot up his arm to his body and then his heart. he couldn't even think of anything; his mind went blanker than ever before. all his problems melted away, his heart beating like he had just flunked a test, but this was a different kind of beating- stressful, yet strangely comforting. it felt fuzzy, even with all the emotions going on in his head.

even with this new feeling, he didn't want to think about it. he didn't want to take away from this warmth. he wanted to relax, to take it in, as if this moment was a sanctuary from the chaos of the outside world.

as the two of you sat there, hands intertwined, a soft silence enveloped the room. riddle's initial tension began to subside, replaced by a sense of calm that neither of you had anticipated.

you could sense a subtle shift in riddle's demeanor. the rigid walls he usually kept up seemed to soften, and he let out a deep breath, as if releasing pent-up stress. 

riddle stole a glance at you, his crimson eyes meeting yours with a mix of vulnerability and gratitude. for a moment, the weight of expectations, responsibilities, and the troubles that usually plagued him seemed to fade away. it was just the two of you.

even when you woke up the next day, snow melting into water, your hands were still intertwined.

Yan!Slasher headcanons

[part.2]

Yan!Slasher who’s your high school’s resident book nerd 

Yan!Slasher who sees you in the library and doesn't think he’s able to breathe

Yan!Slasher who thinks he's about to have a heart attack when he realizes you're in the same math class. How has he never seen you before? He didn't think his vision was this bad.

Yan!Slasher who starts accidentally overhearing your conversations with your classmates.

Yan!Slasher who once heard that you like athletic guys, decides he needs a complete makeover.

Yan!Slasher who begins working out and makes sure that by the time junior year rolls around, nobody from freshman year recognizes him.

Yan!Slasher who has completely changed with a more toned body, a taller and broader frame, and even a new haircut by that one celebrity you mentioned was hot. Don’t you love him he’s so thoughtful remembering what you said in the fourth month and second week of high school sophomore year in math second period?

Yan!Slasher who never gets flustered when a girl confesses to him, but whenever you pass by, his knees go weak. You just walked by him! It's the third time this week! You must really want him, and it's definitely not because he stalked you and found your schedule to see you every chance he got!

Yan!Slasher who nearly fainted when you showed up to one of his games. You're here? That's great! Now you can witness how amazing and handsome he's become, all for you.

Yan!Slasher who builds up enough courage to try and talk to you after his game, even though he's covered in sweat. But is he stinky? Do his armpits smell? He needs to make sure he doesn't smell like an ogre's morning breath and like a fairy's farts!

Yan!Slasher who almost considers asking you to a school dance but backs out when his friend suggests another girl. She might be curvy, but she's not you. Nobody is you.

Yan!Slasher who could only watch you dance, while his date mindlessly grinded on his thigh from the dance floor.

Yan!Slasher who accidentally ran into the girls' bathroom, preoccupied with the thought that he was about to die after his date got period blood all over his uncle's suit.

Yan!Slasher who almost screamed when he saw you washing your hands in the men's bathroom but instead stood stiffly.

Yan!Slasher who started to apologize when you corrected him for being in the bathroom. He swears he's not a pervert; he was in a rush to get here on time and only has one contact in!

Yan!Slasher who let out a forced laugh and a 'thank you' when you apologized for not being able to help get the blood out of his pants after crouching down for him.

Yan!Slasher who just now noticed the little details on your face and how the buzzing bathroom illuminated your features. How are you so beautiful? Why do you always make him feel like his heart is about to pop out of his chest when he's this close to you?

Yan!Slasher who decides to take his date for some fast food after the dance. He might as well thank her for being the reason he got to be that close to you.

Yan!Slasher snaps when his date asks why they're at the local Whataburger and not a fancy restaurant.

Yan!Slasher who asks his date if she can get the pack of condoms out from the trunk while he grabs the shotgun from the glove department.

Yan!Slasher who slams the Maserati Biturbos trunk on her body letting her stumble onto the ground so he could have a clean shot of her head.

Yan!Slasher who almost felt bad when he got a clean shot in between her eyebrows. Sure she was his first-ever date but she also got in the way of you and him and his future family of seven kids so of course she needed to die! 

Yan!Slasher who you don't need to worry about. he’s nice enough to bury her in a random ditch somewhere, with a Whataburger burger and Coke. How could you not love how fatherly and caring he is?

Yan!Slasher who overhears the colleges you applied to in senior year. Really? Those? They're so easy to get into. You could do much better than that, honestly.

Yan!Slasher who is convinced that your friends are holding you back. Do you really need them? They're taking time away from your studies. Without them, you could have been accepted into every Ivy League by now.

Yan!Slasher who decides to let your friends live for your sake. He's seen how emotional you can be, and he's worried that you might spiral and let your grades drop. After all, how can you both attend the same college if you're not able to get into one?

Yan!Slasher who of course, applies to those schools. Does he really need to attend Harvard Law? Nope, you silly billy! As long as he's providing for you, he'll go anywhere!

Yan!Slasher who sees you at prom with one of your best friends. Her? You've been making the worst decisions recently. Why go with her when he's right here? He's 6'3 for crying out loud. He's worked so hard just for you to go with your best friend to prom.

Yan!Slasher who needs to remind himself that you're just being manipulated. Your whole friend group is manipulating you. As if you wanted to go to prom with them when you're just so shy and have been madly in love with him this whole time! He's seen the way you glance his way; of course, you love him and are not looking at the board!

Yan!Slasher who makes sure that once the rigged prom queen ballots are counted, you and he would be king and queen together. What? You didn't put your name on the ballot? Are you just tired, of course you did.

Yan!Slasher who finally is able to truly smile for the first time as he wraps his hand around your waist and brings you closer to his body. They take a photo of you and him in your crowns, sashes, and a bouquet of roses that perfectly complement your dress and his suit, with a matching corsage that he totally didn't set up. Why would he ever do that? That's ridiculous!

Yan!Slasher who almost faints when you both get accepted into some random school he's never heard of. Yay, you'll be together forever! He can join a frat, and you can join a sorority. As you turn a corner at a party, he'll be there to catch you, and you'll recognize him as the handsome man you won prom queen with. A high school romance, how perfect!

Yan!Slasher who makes sure he gets at least one core class with you at his new school.

Yan!Slasher who stares at you in the only class you share. Why are you struggling so much? It's so easy for him! You should totally come up to him and ask for help. I mean, yeah, he’s a jock, but he also studies hard to be at the top of his class. He’s just amazing like that!

Yan!Slasher who cries and hugs his favorite plushie with a duct-taped photo of your face on it after seeing you talk to the professor after a class you had trouble with. Why would you ask that balding man instead of the hot boy you know from high school? 

Yan!Slasher who gets frustrated when he approaches the professor after you've left, but the professor says he doesn't have enough time. Does the professor have a crush on you or something?

Yan!Slasher who makes sure that he follows the professor home and slashes tires so he’s busy getting his expensive car towed while he’s memorizing the layout of his house.

Yan!Slasher who shows up to his house the next night and takes a knife from his kitchen so you can only smell whatever’s in the trash can.

Yan!Slasher who almost spills everything when you ask if he remembers you and if he wants to help you. Aw, you can’t ask for him to pay you because of student debt and loans? Don’t worry; why would he want your money when you’ll share a bank account once you both graduate, with him being valedictorian?

Yan!Slasher who creates a whole schedule for you because you’re so stressed and need to find time for his help. You really do care about him if you still ask for help when you have no time for it!

Yan!Slasher who now sits with you in that one class you share, leaning down to whisper answers or explanations in your ear. He even makes sure to freshen up, so you know he's not just another typical jock like the rest of his teammates.

Yan!Slasher who tries to build up the courage to subtly make physical contact, perhaps gently nudging your foot under the table or offering to lend a hand when you need to erase something. He wants to make this as romantic and casual as possible!

Yan!Slasher who after a month, sputters and blushes when one of his teammates asks if you're dating out of the blue. What-? No-? He’s just a kind friend helping with your homework? Please, go on about how you look at him! What? Who said that? Not him.

Yan!Slasher who has a frat bro who decides they need a party, and you need to be one of the first to be invited. Everyone just can’t bear how lovesick he is, always talking about you and how you glance at him in class with those pretty eyes of yours.

Yan!Slasher who sees you at the party and almost passes out. Why are you here? Is that a drink in your hand? What if someone poisoned you? You really need to be more cautious around strangers!

Yan!Slasher who makes sure to drop something into your drink when bumping into you. 

Yan!Slasher who talks to you, leaning against a wall, making sure to properly show off all the muscles he's worked so hard for.

Yan!Slasher who catches you when you start to feel dizzy and picks you up in his arms, taking you to his room.

Yan!Slasher who throws the plushies and photos he has of you in his room into a box filled with half-chewed pencils and blurry photos of you walking to class.

Yan!Slasher who untucks his bed and places you on it before tucking you back in and gently brushing away anything on your face. Are you already asleep? You must really trust him!

Yan!Slasher who decides it’s okay to maybe take off a few of your clothes and take photos of you. He’s so smart crawling into bed with you and taking photos! Couple goals~ <3 !!

“Sh, sh, don’t scream. You fell asleep on a couch and I didn’t want anyone to puke on you. Let me take care of you, ok?”

12 hour flight = writing and day dreaming for 12 hours

I have brain rot of Min Ho and i’ve only found two fics so drop any Min Ho x reader fanfic ideas you want

I’ll basically write anything for u guys