Minho Comforts You

Minho comforts you

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𝒞𝓌: 𝓕𝑒𝓂! 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇, 𝒸𝒽𝑒𝑒𝓈𝓎 𝒻𝓁𝓊𝒻𝒻, 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉! 𝓜𝒾𝓃𝒽𝑜

𝒲𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉: 𝟣𝟢𝟦𝟦

𝓔𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒: 𝟦 𝓂𝒾𝓃 𝟧 𝓈𝑒𝒸

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Minho unlocked the door to his apartment and stepped inside, a weary smile on his face after a long day of practice. He was looking forward to some well-deserved rest, but his thoughts were quickly interrupted as he spotted Y/n, his girlfriend, curled up on the couch with a book.

"Hey there," he said, his voice softening as he took in the sight of her. "How was your day?"

Y/n looked up from her book, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Hey," she said, setting her book aside and stretching her arms above her head. "It was good. I got a lot done. How about you? Long day at practice?"

Minho nodded, groaning as he stretched his arms. "Yeah, it was brutal. But we're making progress, so it's worth it. I'm just tired and ready to crash."

Y/n patted the spot beside her on the couch. "Come here, sit down," she said, scooting over to make room for him. Minho complied, collapsing onto the couch with a sigh. He rested his head in her lap, letting out a contented hum as her fingers began to card through his hair.

"That feels nice," he muttered, his eyes closing as her touch sent waves of relaxation through him. Y/n chuckled softly, her fingers moving to massage his temples. "You look like you could use some TLC," she said affectionately.

Minho hummed in agreement, feeling the tension in his muscles start to melt away. "I always appreciate your TLC," he said, nuzzling against her stomach. "But I'm also starving. Did you eat yet?"

"I had a quick snack," Y/n replied, her fingers still moving through his hair. "But I wouldn't mind heating something up for you. What do you feel like eating?"

Minho hummed, deliberating for a moment. "Ramen sounds good. Can you make some for me, please?"

Y/n ruffled his hair affectionately. "Of course, baby. I'll go make you some right now."

She carefully extracted herself from under him and padded into the kitchen. Minho let out a small whine of protest, already missing her warmth.

As Y/n busied herself in the kitchen, Minho took the opportunity to observe her from where he was sitting. He couldn't help but smile as he watched her move around the kitchen, her every movement a picture of grace and efficiency. He was truly grateful to have her in his life, especially on days like these when he was worn out and in need of her care.

A few minutes later, Y/n emerged from the kitchen with a steaming hot bowl of ramen. She set it down on the coffee table in front of Minho, a smile on her face. "Careful, it's hot," she warned as she handed him a pair of disposable chopsticks.

Minho's eyes lit up as he eagerly accepted the bowl, the warm aroma of the ramen wafting up to his nose. "Thanks, babe," he said, his mouth already watering. "You're the best."

Y/n sat back down beside him, watching as he dug into his food with gusto. "Slow down, or you're going to burn your tongue," she scolded gently, unable to suppress a smile at his enthusiasm.

Minho paused for a moment, his mouth full of noodles. "But it's so good," he mumbled, before quickly resuming his eating. Y/n laughed, shaking her head. "You're such a messy eater," she teased, reaching out to wipe a drop of broth off his chin.

Minho grumbled playfully, swooping his head to the side to avoid her hand. "Hey, I'm not that bad," he protested, swallowing another mouthful of ramen. "And besides, you love me anyway."

Y/n rolled her eyes, a fond smile on her face. "Yeah, I do," she admitted, ruffling his hair affectionately. "Even when you're being a messy, stubborn idiot."

Minho smirked, pausing in his eating to shoot her a teasing grin. "You love my stubbornness," he said, winking at her. "Admit it, you think it's cute."

Y/n feigned disgust, unable to hide the amusement in her eyes. "Don't flatter yourself, Lee Minho," she retorted, poking his shoulder lightly. "I just tolerate your stubborn streak because I love you."

"Sure, sure," Minho replied, returning to his ramen with a smug smile on his face. "Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart."

He finished the last of his noodles, setting the empty bowl aside with a satisfied sigh. "That was delicious," he said, stretching his arms above his head.

Y/n smiled, glad to see him looking more relaxed now that he'd eaten. "I'm glad you liked it," she said, gathering up the dirty dishes. "I'll go clean this up, and then we can watch a movie or something. How does that sound?"

"That sounds perfect," Minho said, sinking further into the couch with a contented sigh. "As long as you come cuddle with me while we watch."

As Y/n rinsed off the dishes in the kitchen, Minho settled back into the couch, his mind already picturing the way she would join him afterward.

When Y/n finally returned to the living room, Minho immediately reached out for her, pulling her onto his lap. She settled against him, her head resting on his chest as his arms encircled her in a tight embrace.

"Mmm, there you are," he mumbled, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair. "I missed you."

Y/n chuckled softly, her fingers tracing patterns on his arm. "I was gone for like five minutes," she teased.

Minho pulled her closer, burying his face in her neck. "Too long," he mumbled, his breath warm against her skin.

Y/n smiled, feeling a warm rush of affection for him. She snuggled deeper into his embrace, enjoying the feeling of his arms around her. "You're such a clingy koala," she murmured, her fingers threading through his hair.

Minho let out a mock offended huff, his arms tightening around her. "Hey, I'm not clingy," he protested, though his voice lacked any real conviction. "I'm just… showing my affection. In a very demonstrative way."

Y/n laughed, tilting her head back to look up at him. "Sure, sure," she teased, her fingers tracing the planes of his face. "You're just a big softie at heart."

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𝓒𝔀: 𝓜𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓭 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓹𝓼, 𝓢𝓸𝓯𝓽! 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓷, 𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓨/𝓷, 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓬𝓻𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓒𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 701

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 2 𝓶𝓲𝓷 44 𝓼𝓮𝓬

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Bang Chan gently stroked Y/n's hair as she lay on the couch, a heating pad pressed against her stomach. Her cramps were causing her to wince occasionally, and he could tell she was in quite a bit of pain.

He looked down at her, a look of concern on his face. "Are you feeling okay?" he asked, his voice soft and soothing.

Y/n let out a low groan, her face twisting in discomfort. "Not really," she murmured, her voice strained. "My cramps are killing me."

Bang Chan frowned and bent down to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Poor thing," he murmured, his hand rubbing slow circles on her back. "Is there anything I can do to make it better?"

Y/n shook her head, wincing again as a particularly bad cramp hit. "Just... just stay with me," she managed to say. "It helps just having you here."

Bang Chan smiled softly, a look of affection in his eyes. "Of course," he said, his voice gentle. "I'm not going anywhere."

He continued to stroke her hair, his touch gentle and soothing. He hated seeing her in pain like this, but he was glad he could at least provide some comfort.

They sat like that for a while, neither of them speaking. Bang Chan continued to run his hand through her hair, while Y/n focused on the warm heat of the heating pad on her stomach.

Eventually, Y/n spoke up, her voice quiet. "Thank you," she murmured, her eyes closed. "For being here."

Bang Chan's expression softened even further at her words, and he gave her a warm smile. "It's my pleasure," he said, his voice full of tenderness. "I just wish I could take the pain away for you."

Y/n gave a small sigh, her body relaxing a little under his touch. "I wish you could too," she said, her voice soft. "But this helps. You being here, being so understanding. It means a lot."

Bang Chan's heart swelled at her words, and he caressed her hair once more. "I love you," he said quietly, his eyes meeting hers. "And I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

Y/n smiled weakly, her eyes fluttering open to look up at him. "I love you too," she said, her voice still a little strained. "Even when I'm being a hormonal mess during my period."

Bang Chan chuckled, a warm sound that rumbled deep in his chest. "You're not a mess," he said, his smile gentle. "You're just human. I love all of you, even when you're not at your best."

Y/n's eyes welled up with tears at his words, and she blinked back to keep them from falling. "You're too good to me," she said, her voice catching a little. "I don't deserve you."

Bang Chan shook his head, his expression becoming tender. "Don't say that," he said, his voice firm but gentle. "You deserve the world, and I'm just glad I get to be a small part of your life."

Y/n couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and a few escaped down her cheeks. She reached up to wipe them away, but Bang Chan beat her to it, gently wiping them away with his fingertips.

"You're beautiful," he said quietly, his eyes locked on hers. "Especially when you're vulnerable. It makes me want to take care of you even more."

Y/n's heart swelled at his words, and she let out a soft sob. "You're going to make me cry even more," she said, her voice shaking. "And I'll end up all snotty and gross."

Bang Chan laughed softly, a warm sound that filled the room. "I don't care," he said, his eyes sparkling with affection. "I'll still want to cuddle you and hold you close even if you're snotty and gross."

Y/n let out a shaky laugh, her heart feeling lighter than it had in days. "You're insane," she said, her voice still a little watery. "But I love you anyway."

Bang Chan leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "Good," he said, his voice soft. "Because I plan on being insane for a very long time."

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𝓒𝔀: 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓨/𝓷 𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓯𝓵𝔂. 𝓜𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓼 '𝓨𝓸𝓾'.

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 525

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 2 𝓶𝓲𝓷 5 𝓼𝓮𝓬

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You and Lee Know had always been close friends. Your playful banter and shared adventures created a seemingly unbreakable bond. However, beneath the surface, there was an undeniable chemistry between you. 

One evening, you found yourselves caught in a sudden downpour. As the rain poured down, you and Minho huddled close under a single umbrella, your bodies slightly pressed together to not get drenched. You looked into each other's eyes, your hearts beating in a rhythm with the raindrops falling around you. “Kiss me.” Minho blurts out suddenly.

“I didn’t know you liked me like that.” You replied.

Minho chuckled, his eyes twinkling with a hint of playfulness. “How could I not? You’re smart and funny, and you have the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. Plus, I’ve lost count of how many times you saved my ass when it comes to Chan.”

“I mean, I guess that’s true. It’s just, you never seemed to like me back.” You added.

Minho used his free hand to grab yours, intertwining your fingers together gently. “I guess I was scared. Scared of ruining what we have scared of what fans would say about you. But right now, in this moment, with the rain surrounding us, and our hearts beating near each other, I can’t deny my feelings anymore.”

“You really like me?” You ask quietly. “You’re not messing with me? You really like me?” You ask.

“No, I’m not messing with you Y/n. I truly adore you.” Minho replied, his voice filled with sincerity. “I’ve spent countless nights wondering what it would be like to call you mine. You’ve been my best friend, the person I’ve leaned on while I was a trainee, you’re the one I want to spend every moment with.”

“What about your children? Do they approve of me?” You ask teasingly.

Minho smiled as you mentioned his beloved cats. “Of course, they adore you. Every time you come over they’re always all over you. They’re not like that to just anyone.”

“Well if your cats approve of me then I can’t say no.” You reply.

Minho’s laugh echoed in the rain, warm and genuine. “You have my heart and the approval of my cats. What more could I ask for?”

“What about that kiss you asked for earlier?” You tease.

“Oh right!” Minho grinned mischievously, his gaze locked onto your lips. “Well then…” He leaned in slowly, closing the distance between you. The rain continued to pour around you, but it felt like a veil protecting your secret moment.

As the kiss slowly came to an end you looked up into his eyes “Where did you learn to kiss like that?” You ask.

Minho smirked, his eyes dancing with amusement. “Let’s just say I’ve had some practice in the art of romance. But trust me, there’s something about you that made that kiss feel like the first time.”

You laugh nervously, “Alright, let’s go inside before we get sick, Chan won’t forgive me if I let you get sick.”

Minho chuckled and nodded in agreement. “True, we don’t want to incur Chan’s wrath. He’s already got enough reasons to nag me as is.”

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𝓒𝔀: 𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓯𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯. 𝓝𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 '𝔂𝓸𝓾'.

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 494

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 1 𝓶𝓲𝓷 58 𝓼𝓮𝓬

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The rain patters against the window of Chan’s apartment, a gentle rhythm that fills the room with its calming sound.

He sits on the couch, his attention focused on his phone as he idly scrolls through Instagram. You sit across from him, reading a book in a plush armchair. The soft glow of the overhead lights casts a warm, cozy atmosphere over the room and a sense of tranquil peace washes over the two of you as the rain continues its serenade outside.

You look up from your book, placing a bookmark on the page you were just reading before closing your book. “Hey love, it’s raining outside.”

Chan looked up from his phone, a small smile playing on his lips at your words. “It is, isn't it?” he replies, his eyes soft as he looks towards the window, watching the water droplets dance against the glass.

“We have the day off today, don’t we? We should do something fun, even in the rain, you know?”

“What do you mean?” You ask with a questioning look.

“Well,” Chan’s smile widens as he stands up, “It’s a cliche, but there’s something romantic about kissing in the rain. We should give it a try.” He moves over, holding out his hand for you to take.

You smile and take his hand, “You just want to make my book fantasies become a reality for me.”

Chan chuckles softly as he gently tugs you up to your feet, a glimmer of playfulness dancing in his eyes. 

“Of course I do, you deserve to experience those book fantasies you like to read and more.” He presses a soft kiss on your forehead before he intertwines your hands together.

“Let’s go and enjoy this rain, shall we?” he asks.

As the two of you put on your shoes and a jacket, you make your way outside.

The cold rain droplets hit your skin, and instantly your clothes start to cling to your figures from the moisture. Despite the cold weather, Chan leads you forward, a playful smile on his lips.

He takes your father out in front of the apartment building, away from the prying eyes of the other residents. A comfortable silence washes over the two of you, He pulls you close as he gently cups your cheek with his hand.

You slowly wrap your arms around his neck, leaning into Chan as you kiss.

Chan’s free hand instinctively wrapped around your waist, tugging you closer till not even rain could pass between you. The kiss was soft and slow, filled with tender love that you both couldn’t put into words. The rain gently pours down upon the two of you, adding a gentle rhythm to the kiss.

As you eventually pull away from the kiss you whisper “I love you.” you say as you put your head on his wet chest. “I love you too.” He responds.

“Now let’s get you inside, I don’t want you getting sick.”