Apartment 5c

◡̈  apartment 5c

synopsis : when yn’s exchange student roommates leave, they are left with the unfortunate task of finding a new place to stay. lucky for them, a room just opened up at apartment 5c, complete with the most interesting group of people they could ever hope to meet.  pairing : svt 96 line x gn!reader  genre/s : university au, roommates au, fluff, tiniest bit of angst (maybe), slice of life, humor

episode 03 : housewarming party !!

◡̈  part 02 fun fact !!  the hashtag # partyat5c did actually trend for about a couple of minutes, but it was mostly just a bunch of very drunk college kids spamming the tag with absolute nonsense

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from reese, with love <3 can u tell ’m trying to get the love interest part of this story going sdfghjkl anyways, hope you enjoy reading this as much as i did writing..as always, i’d love to know what you think + hope you are taking care of yourself :D

patience

🫧 pairing: kim mingyu x fem. reader

🫧 genre: fluff, smut (minors dni), very very slight angst bc oc jumps to conclusions for a living, established relationship AU

🫧 summary: usually, taking mingyu to family events is no big deal.

🫧 warnings: cursing, abuse of the word baby idk what came over me, hair pulling, fingering, marking, impregnation kink, cum play, unprotected sex (-1000/10 recommendable!!!)

🫧 word count: 3.8k

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a/n: head empty. only kim mingyu tho[ugh]ts.

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Most of the time, Mingyu was a very patient man when it came to you.

He'd endure the meanest things when you teased him like some kind of saint that loved you way too much to be mad at you, and sometimes you wondered just how far this patience would last. The idea of him finally cracking, deciding to put an end to your shenanigans and show you who was in charge was definitely not a novel thought, but an exciting one.

But maybe now wasn't the perfect moment for it.

Your parents had invited you both to celebrate buying a new grill, the smell of champignons and meat filling your senses from the second Mingyu parked his car just outside the garden. Not only you, but almost your entire family living closeby was there since everyone's busy lives made it so difficult to meet up like this more than once a year, which also meant that the second your boyfriend and you entered the garden, you practically had no choice but to go separate ways to catch up with everyone.

While you were chatting it up with your aunts, you could see Mingyu cracking jokes with your uncle and father standing in front of the grill before the latter offered him the grill tongs, and you could feel pride swelling up in your chest at the sight in front of you. Watching Mingyu get along so well with your family made your heart weak, and the way he looked right now didn't make it much easier to endure either. You were lowkey regretting buying him that black polo shirt the longer he stood so awfully far away from you, the sleeves stretching around his arms teasing you from all the way there.

Sometimes you wished it was just you and him.

"So, have you guys thought about marriage yet?"

Almost spitting out your lemonade on your favorite aunt's blouse, you whirled around in shock. "Have we w-what?"

While you were still trying to find out if you really heard her right, both your aunt and your mom watched you amusedly. "Marriage. He seems to love you a lot, and by the way you've been ignoring us this entire time just to stare at him it seems to be mutual."

"Mom, what-"

The heat taking over your body started to get uncomfortable the longer your mouth protested against speaking, and the older women in front of you seemed to enjoy every second of your misery right now. Of course you had thought about it, but you weren't going to force Mingyu into something he wasn't absolutely sure about. Maybe three years into a relationship wasn't enough for him yet. Or maybe you were the one panicking.

Patting your shoulder, your aunt let out a soft chuckle. "Relax, sweetie. We just want you to be happy, and he seems to be exactly the right person to guarantee your happiness."

"Not to mention that your children would look devastatingly gorgeous, wouldn't they?"

"Mom!"

Maybe meeting your family wasn't such a good idea after all. They just wanted what was best for you, of course, but they sure knew how to rile you up with just a few words. What made things worse was that Mingyu caught your gaze that exact moment, throwing a cheeky wink at you which you didn't react to since you were trying your best not to combust right that second, causing him to raise his brow in question. You'd have to make up an excuse if he asked you about it later.

"I need an actual drink." Gulping down the remainder of your now piss warm lemonade, you excused yourself to the kitchen, eyes staring holes into your father's precious lawn as you did your best ignoring the silly giggles that could've very well come from thirteen year old school girls rather than two middle-aged women.

Luckily for you, the kitchen was free of nosy relatives who thought teasing you about how smitten you were with your boyfriend was the best topic of conversation, and you allowed yourself to heave out a big sigh of relief as you closed your eyes. The noise from outside faded into a soft lull and the AC blowing down on you seemed to do wonders for your burning skin, distracting you enough as not to notice the warm presence of the person you were trying, but failing to erase from your thoughts for at least a second.

"Everything alright, baby?"

You flinched in surprise, but before you could turn around to face him Mingyu's arms snaked around your waist from behind, interlacing just on top of your belly button. His chest crowded you against the counter where the bottle of tequila was still waiting to be poured into your glass, and your shoulders sagged in relief when you felt his chin rest atop your head, his breath blowing several of your strands into disarray.

"Yeah," you mumbled, not able to hide your pout however. "I just didn't expect my mom and my aunt to gang up on me today. If I'd known, I definitely wouldn't have bothered coming."

Mingyu's chest rumbled against your back, his arms momentarily squeezing your waist a bit tighter as he laughed. "Aw, what's wrong? What did they tell you, baby?"

"Nothing worth mentioning," you lied through your teeth, though you were a shitty liar and Mingyu had always been able to see right through you, just like now. "They're just being annoying as usual."

Just as expected, Mingyu didn't buy it. Squeezing your waist again, he crowded you even further against the counter so his chest was entirely pressed to your back, his warmth and the smell of his after shave washing over you like a wave. He leaned his head down until you felt his breath on your ear, urging you to speak.

"You look too upset about it though. C'mon, tell me what's bothering you and I'll fix it."

Damn him for making your heart melt in a matter of milliseconds. You knew he was well aware of is effect on you and that he was probably doing it all on purpose, but you still couldn't bring yourself to keep up your stubborn act anymore. You sighed, squeezing your eyes shut to gather the smallest bit of courage.

Alright, here you went. "They asked me when we were gonna get married." You gulped, still not opening your eyes. "And...they might have said our kids would look 'devastatingly gorgeous'. Or at least my mom thinks so."

For one, two, three long seconds, Mingyu froze, the occasional puff of air hitting your ear the only sign that he didn't evaporate into thin air. You struggled to gulp down the lump in your throat the longer you were left with no reaction from him, scared that you put him off with all that domestic talk. Sure he'd told you he wanted to be married and have a family at one point in his life, but who said he wanted it now? With you?

What if you'd done and wrecked this whole thing now? Mingyu was so well integrated into your life at this point that living without constantly having him by your side almost seemed impossible, or at least excruciatingly hard. You needed him, period.

"Wait, why were you so upset then?"

Finally speaking up, Mingyu grabbed your waist and turned you around, eyes scanning your face for an answer while you immediately started fidgeting. He took one of your hands into his to interlace your fingers, his other hand gently tilting up your chin so you would look at him. To your relief he didn't look upset or disappointed, just very unsure of what to make of your facial expression right now.

"Baby? Were you mad because you don't want all those things?"

Now you were the one trying to read his thoughts, but you came up empty. He just looked very nervous despite his attempt at looking strong, and suddenly you weren't sure why you'd even told him all of this if this topic made both of you this jittery. Still, this was your chance to make things clear, and you wouldn't take it for granted.

"No, I'm pretty sure I want to marry the love of my life and raise our children together," you said, the miniscule widening of Mingyu's pupils not going unnoticed by you as you smiled at him. "But I don't want to rush things if you're not ready yet. We're still young anyway, and maybe marriage isn't even all that great but people keep brainwashing their children to think of it as something great because they're afraid they might-"

"Would you stop rationalizing yourself out of wanting something wonderful?"

Your jaw snapped closed, tongue glued to the roof of your mouth. Mingyu was looking at you with his mouth twisted in amusement but also in alarm, struggling to find the proper words before taking your other hand into his to lace your fingers together as well.

"I want all of that too, and I mean it", he countered when you raised an eyebrow. "And I want it with you, and nobody else in case your delusional brain made you think otherwise."

The grin taking over your face made your cheeks hurt from how wide it was, embarrassed but also amused to see just how well Mingyu knew you by now. He shook his head at you in mock disappointment, his cute pointy teeth greeting you as he smiled right afterwards.

"Really?"

"Fuck yes, princess," he assured you for the nth time, and you wondered how this man didn't grow tired of doing this so often. Even you found yourself annoying. Raising your hand to his face, he pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles, effectively turning your knees into pure jelly.

"Just give me the chance to propose in a proper way. I've been planning the whole thing out for so long, I can't not do it. Yeah?"

Of course he'd been gathering ideas for his marriage proposal, who did you take your own boyfriend for? He was the biggest romantic in the hemisphere, and not only because of his height. After all, it was Mingyu who taught you how to love in the first place.

"What if I want to propose though?"

You let out a laugh at the perplexed expression on his face, leaning forward to rest your forehead on his broad chest. "I'm just kidding. My mouth would probably fail me if I got on my knee for you."

You probably shouldn't have said it that way.

"Oh yeah? Last time I checked your mouth worked just fine, doll."

Tensing at the sudden drop of his voice, you slowly peeled yourself from his chest, heat rising to your face in lightning speed. "Shh, my parents are literally right there! Behave, Gyu. Please?"

"I would, if you hadn't messed me up with this whole raising children thing," he nearly whined, which was amusing because he was literally pinning your hips to the counter with his mighty arms right now. "Now I can't help but wonder what our kids will look like. What if they don't look like me at all? How will people know I'm their father then?"

The hysteria bubbling up his voice nearly made you topple over as you laughed, wiping a stray tear from the corner of your eye while Mingyu finally realized what he was saying and cracked down too.

"In that case," you murmured, not able to hold back anymore as you pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt, "I'd make sure to tell everyone that you're the one I made those kids with. That we're a package deal. That I'm only yours."

You could pinpoint the exact moment Mingyu's eyes turned pitch black, pushing back the soft brown you were so familiar with. His possessive side was one he showed rarely, mostly because there was no need to prove it since everyone knew how over the moon both of you were for each other, but he seemed to be in a different mood today. Probably because the scenario hanging over your heads was both precious and turning you on, causing him to wrap his arms around your waist and let them move further down until they were low on your hips.

"You really don't know what you do to me, baby."

When his hands moved even further down until you felt him squeeze your ass you gasped, both in arousal and in fear because anyone could enter the kitchen anytime. Having to explain to your family why your boyfriend was feeling you up in the middle of the house was not really what you'd call light conversation, especially because they were already awfully nosy enough without having to see Mingyu make love to you. You would never be able to live that down, not to mention you couldn't desecrate your mother's holy place like that.

"Mingyu-"

"Ugh, I know," he sighed before pressing his forehead to yours, noses brushing each other. "Why do you have to be this irresistible though?"

You couldn't suppress the coo leaving you when he leaned his face into your hand that was reaching out to cup his cheek, brushing the soft skin in soothing circles. "Look who's talking. Let's get out of here?"

Mingyu beamed at you, the soft brown returning as he took the hand cupping his face and kissed the inside of your palm, pulling you closer to press yet another kiss to your forehead. You knew he was channelling himself to keep it light for your sake, not wanting to embarrass you in front of your family, and it made him so much hotter you couldn't believe you didn't jump his bones already.

"Alright I'll get the car, you say goodbye and we'll meet outside?"

"Deal."

The look on your mother's face when you announced your departure was priceless, saying something about 'cake to be had' and 'fruit to be cut', but luckily she didn't pry further. Hugging your parents goodbye and expressing Mingyu's sincerest apologies for running off without greeting (mainly because he could hardly go around hugging your big ass family while donning a hard-on that was very hard not to notice given its...remarkable size), it took you less than five minutes to sink into the passenger seat of Mingyu's Benz.

Record time.

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"Fuck 'gyu, you're gonna break me if you keep this up-"

Your nagging was cut off by your own moan, fingernails digging into the skin of Mingyu's broad shoulders as he turned your body into his canvas, sharp teeth nipping into your skin before his tongue soothed the spot until he moved onto the next. The two fingers messing your insides up relentlessly thrusting in and out, scissoring as his thumb drew circles on your clit until your legs tried to clamp together, only to be held off by his weight on you.

Mingyu grunted in response to your noises, a cocky grin lighting up his features at seeing you this dishevelled, entirely at his mercy as he turned you into his very own mess. Drowning out your moans with his lips, he pinched your clit to make you gasp in surprise, using the opportunity to slide his tongue through the seams of your lips, the taste of mint and a hint of lemonade from before conquering your tastebuds.

"Can't help it if all I can think about is making you cum right now," he panted between kisses, thrusting even harder until your moans changed their pitch, getting rougher and guttural the more he kept going. "Been thinking about ruining that dress ever since you wore it, baby. You really should've known better than to tease me like that."

The offending piece in question now lay on the bedroom floor among Mingyu's own clothes and underwear, but it had really done its job. The button down satin dress was classy enough to be worn at a family get-together, but the occasional peek of your leg and the info that you happened to wear his favorite set of lingerie underneath it had Mingyu wrap his mind around your outfit for the entire day, just waiting to finally rip it off you at the end of it. And he did, along with the lingerie he suddenly didn't pay that much attention to. Instead, all he could see was you, without any layers that needed his fantasy to run laps, entirely for him.

You playfully smacked his shoulder, tilting his chin up so you could trace his jaw with kisses as he still kept thrusting into you with just his fingers. "In the end you got what you wanted, didn't you?"

"Still getting it, in fact."

"God, shut up," you giggled and led him back to your lips, crashing your own to them until you ran out of breath, your chest heaving. "Now can you..?"

Pretending to be oblivious, Mingyu thrusted his fingers even faster, raising his eyebrows at you. "Can I what, doll? Tell me."

"Can you fuck me now? Like, properly? I think I might cry if you keep this up."

A look at your eyes told him you weren't lying, the beads at the corners of your eyes making his dick twitch in a new kind of excitement as your hips began staggering, the signs of an oncoming orgasm all too familiar to him. Deciding to play nice, Mingyu coaxed you into it and swallowed your moans as he kissed you with a newfound force, caressing the inside of your thigh while he rode out your orgasm.

"Mingyu," you rasped once he pulled back from you, your vision slowly clearing after seeing nothing but white just now. "Mingyu, please, please I want to feel you inside me now, please."

Hearing you chant 'please' while your brows furrowed in absolute concentration on your pleasure made Mingyu groan in satisfaction, unable to hold back anymore himself. Wiping the tears and beads of sweat from your face he kissed you once more, nipping at your bottom lip until you whined into his mouth.

"Will you be good, baby? Will you let me fill you up so you can have that baby you wanted so much?"

The reference to your conversation from before had you whining, thighs trying to rub against each other but held off by Mingyu's hands keeping them spread apart, the cold air hitting your pussy making you hiss in overstimulation.

"Yes, I'll be good! For you, I'll be good for you so please, 'gyu fuck me already," you rambled without really registering anything you said yourself, desperate to feel him stretch you out until you could think about nothing else than his cock filling you to the brim and rendering you senseless. "I promise I'll be good."

"I'll take your word for it then," you heard him say before he slowly pushed in, the mingled sound of your moans and expletetives filling the room around you.

Mingyu was big, everywhere. That meant no matter how often he'd fuck you the feeling of his big cock stretching you until the inside of your thighs burned slightly would never be normal to you, your eyes rolling to the back of your head when you felt him massage your breast while slowly thrusting into you.

"More," you gasped as your fingers wove through his thick locks, noticing the sweat sticking to it the longer you went at it. "Move faster, baby. I want you to fuck my brains out please."

Adjusting his angle by tilting you up like a ragdoll, Mingyu grunted. "Your wish is my command, doll. Don't blame me if you can't walk tomorrow though."

"I don't care, just go harder, Min-"

You definitely didn't know what you were signing up for. The world shifted on its axis when Mingyu thrusted harder and deeper than before, your fingernails scratching red trails up his back the harder he went, hot breaths intermingling into one. You lost control over the sounds leaving your mouth, an alternation between Mingyu's name and various unholy expressions which all ended with a dragged out moan that synced with Mingyu's own sounds.

Sensing that you were close to the edge yet again when the space around his dick compressed even more, Mingyu panted. "Want me to put my cum into you, princess? Wanna see if you get pregnant with my baby if I do."

"Fuck, you can't just talk like this, it's killing me," you managed to chide him, although a pinch to your clit in retaliation shut you up just as quick, trying to stall you orgasm as best as possible. However, Mingyu wasn't having it.

With a strong grip of your hair he coaxed a whine from you, relishing the dull pain at the root of your hair as he pounded into you. "Come on, baby, just cum already. I know you want to, I can feel you cunt squeezing me all this time. It's practically begging to milk my cock right now."

After that, he didn't need to say or do much more until your thighs began shaking rapidly, your pussy clenching around Mingyu's cock finally sending him over the edge as well, hot cum shooting into your womb until you thought you were burning up from its heat.

"Fuck-"

"Shit, princess. Look at you, you're such a beautiful mess right now."

Pulling out with a wicked grin, Mingyu made a show of admiring the state of your post-orgasm body, dragging a finger through your cum-drenched folds and raising it to your face with a challenging look. Taking on the challenge as he knew you would, you slowly led his finger into your mouth, meticulously licking it clean and swallowing the mixed fluids of you and him before pulling him closer for a kiss.

"I don't know how I deserved you, but I love you so much," he moaned after you pulled away, the dark look in his eyes asking for a round two for which your body was way too exerted however.

You winked at him before gesturing him to help you hop off the bed for a post-sex piss and a shower. "Not more than I love you, babe."

Mingyu's patience came in various shapes and forms. That night, it came in the form of washing and massaging you in the shower and making you a late-night snack despite wanting to continue exactly where you'd left him hanging with one of the most sinful pictures he'd ever seen.

And still, he knew he would never have to wait long for your affection, and perhaps that was why you both made such a great team.

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a/n: hope you enjoyed this!! if yes, please leave a reblog or a comment <3

You Are My Sunshine || l.s.m.

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Pairing: Lee Seokmin x Reader

Warnings: none, hurt comfort

Word count: 1.6k

Summary: Seokmin is like the sun, but eventually even the sun has to give way to the stillness of night.

A/N: I am pretty much just reposting my old fics while I work on something new lol. so obv this is also posted on my marvel account (@capwogers).

Sometimes, the sadness hits you slowly and silently. The clouds crawl their way across the sky until they’ve hidden the sun, replacing the blue sky with gray clouds. Small waves lap at the shore until one day you look up, face to face with tsunami tides. You’re happy until you’re not, with no idea how long the rain will last.

That was how you found yourself in the passenger’s seat of Seokmin’s car, wrapped up in his coat, hands fidgeting on your lap. It was a fun night – a night out with all of your friends, full of karaoke and laughter – until suddenly it wasn’t. The tsunami tides had crashed, and all too quickly you were left teary-eyed and weary with the heaviness of an all-encompassing sadness. 

It was the type of sadness you couldn’t name, the kind that had built up for weeks under your nose. So when your eyes met Seokmin’s across the room, a silent plea for rescue in a secret language that the two of you had become fluent in, he grabbed his keys and coat and said goodbye as he took your hand and led you into the cold air.

“What happened?” He asked as the two of you made your way to his car. The question was quiet, almost buried under the whistle of the chilly winter wind. You were thankful that you had taken him up on his offer to drive, as being alone with your thoughts was the last thing you wanted to do. 

“I wish I could say,” you replied. “I was fine, then all of a sudden… I just wasn’t.” You pulled your scarf a little higher, trying to protect your cheeks from the biting cold. Seokmin glanced over your way, and you stared straight into the night pretending not to notice the way his eyebrows furrowed together or the way he stepped just a little bit closer to you. 

Seokmin didn’t say anything else until the two of you were safely buckled into the car, waiting for the heater to warm you both up. “Do you… want to talk about it?” He asked tentatively. If he was honest, he wasn’t sure what to say, but all he could do was act on the tug in his heart to make you feel better somehow. 

You gave him a tired smile and wondered if he could even see it in the darkness of the night. “I do,” you began. “But I don’t even know what ‘it’ is. I’m just sad, and my heart feels tired.” It wasn’t a lot, but it was the best you could give him… or yourself for that matter. If you could talk it through, you would, because it was always easy to talk to Seokmin. But right now, you favored the silence.

Seokmin set the gear shift on drive, pulling out into the empty 2 a.m. roads. “You know, sometimes I like to drive around with nowhere to go,” he said softly. “It helps me think.” You looked towards him, but stayed quiet as he continued. “Especially when the stars are out like this, it’s a bit easier to put things into perspective. The universe is so big… It makes my problems feel a little smaller.

“Lately... things have been really difficult” he continued, pausing to take a breath. “There wasn’t really anyone I felt I could talk to. Not even the boys. But being out here, it felt like I could just take a minute to breathe. Like the world is on pause, for even just an hour.” 

Under the warm yellow lights of the city, you could see Seokmin's fingers tightening around the wheel ever so slightly. Though he tried to keep his voice even, you could see the slight tremble in his lips, and you wanted so badly to touch him, to remind him that you were here now. Seokmin was not the type to talk about the heavier things that were weighing on him, and you were afraid that speaking might suddenly snap him out of it.

So instead you turned your attention forward once again to the empty streets, lined with restaurants that had closed hours ago and apartment balconies with Christmas lights still left hanging on the railings. Seokmin was right, it felt like the world was on pause. No one was walking around the street, no speedy drivers swerving through traffic. It was like you were the only people in the city… in the world.

Seokmin was quiet after his confession, letting whatever was playing on the radio fill the silence. It seemed to last for an eternity, until he finally put the car in park at the top of a parking garage. He reached up, pulling back the screen that covered the moon roof of his car.

“It’s a little too cold to sit outside, but this should be fine.” For the first time since you had entered the car, Seokmin looked at you and you could clearly see the beginnings of the tears that he had swatted away, lining the dark bags under his eyes. Has he always looked this tired? You wondered how lonely he must have been, hiding behind the walls he had built up and you were grateful to share even a fraction of the weight he’s been carrying alone all this time.

“Fine for what?” You asked.

“Like I said, looking at the stars helps to put it all into perspective,” he repeated, pointing out at an arbitrary speck of light in the night sky. “Just imagine you’re standing on one of them, looking down at Earth. It’s barely a speck in the distance. There’s nothing that can reach you from there. Nothing can touch you.” The energy in his explanation ended in a tired, resigned sigh that escaped his lips. “Nothing can reach you,” he added, barely a whisper.

Suddenly, your problems did begin to feel small, but not because of the stars. Looking at Seokmin now, the only thing on your mind was him. For all you’ve known him, he would listen to everyone else’s problems and fix them with a laugh, the way only he could, but who was there for him? Before you could think too hard about what you were doing, you reached across the console to find his hand. He didn’t look up, but when you laced your fingers in his, you felt a gentle squeeze.

“Seokmin,” you called his name. “I’m here.”

“I mean yeah, obviously you’re here–”

“No, Seokmin, I’m here,” you cut him off. “And I’m not going anywhere.” When he looked up finally and allowed himself to meet your eyes, you suddenly wondered if you were as fluent in your secret language as you had thought. In all the shared smiles, the times you scanned the room to find him whenever you laughed, the knowing glances, you had never seen his eyes this tired. The walls he built up were beginning to crumble, and all you could do was reach out to him.

“I am so tired,” he confessed. “And I didn’t even realize how tired I’ve become.” He took your other hand in his, bringing it up to his cheek, relaxing the slightest bit in your touch.

Before you met Seokmin, you would have described your life as being stuck under a rainy cloud. But one day, the skies parted and there he was. And for as long as you’ve known him, Seokmin has always been the sun. Giving off warmth to everyone around him, radiating nothing but joy and laughter, but also somewhat distant. Keeping himself away because if he got too close he might burn someone. But even the sun doesn’t stay out forever. 

“It’s okay,” you assured him, pulling him closer to you. “Let yourself rest.” In that moment, all you could do was make a silent promise to God, the universe, the stars, whoever was listening, that you would always be there with Seokmin to let him rest, to let the quietness of night take over until he was ready to be the sun again.

The strained breaths coming from Seokmin made your heart ache, and you brought his forehead to yours. “If I’m not strong enough to carry these things alone,” he choked out. Before he could even finish his thought, you cut him off.

“No one said you have to carry it alone,” you said sternly, bringing your hand under his chin to force his eyes to meet yours. “Let us – let me, carry it with you.”

You stayed that way for a little while longer, or maybe it was forever, foreheads resting against each other over the console until you heard his ragged breathing finally steady itself. Seokmin let out a quiet but tired chuckle and you pulled away to look at him, unable to read the small smile that had made its way onto his features.

“What’s so funny, Seokmin?” you asked.

“It’s just,” he chuckled again. “I thought we were driving around to make you feel better, but as only you can do, you made me feel better instead.” It was his turn to reach up and touch your cheek, softly, as if he applied any more pressure he might break you. “And I didn’t even know I was sad,” he laughed, louder this time.

You laughed with him, as you always did, and looked down at your lap where your hands were fidgeting. Seokmin called your name quietly, his voice still raspy from crying and you looked back up. There it was again, the unreadable look in his eyes. “You…” he began. “You’re like the sun.”

Before you could even reply, his lips were already on yours.

save a horse ride a cowboy..

i will not apologize for the person i will become if i or anyone else turns this into a real fic

Please. No. Not Haechan catching ass because I know he'd be good at it 😭 he'd approach you just joking around trying to get you flustered not at all expecting you to actually drag him out to the dance floor.

nah y'all don't understand he'd be sooooooo good at it. easily in my top 5 in NCT when it comes to catching ass. he'd roll his hips against yours in time with the music and it's be such a tantalizing power struggle between you whinin your waist and him moving to the beat, seeing who would dictate the motion more. by the time it's all said and done you're both absolutely flustered and wanting more, and when you look over your shoulder to face him he'd think you're just so gorgeous all over, face, body, all of it, and he'd just have to have you. he'll do whatever you want, whatever you say, just as long as he can get inside that pussy he's been lusting after all night

mingyu :: going seventeen special - going svt x mmtg