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I am going to take his word for it 😍 (I am not ever going to meet him but delulu is the solulu)
dpr ian answers the question 'can i hug you?'
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DPR IAN as a boyfriend!
going to the gym with bf DPR IAN!
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going to the gym with bf DPR IAN!
requested: no
just a little gift for the amount of patience you guys have for me posting work late 😭
— sunnie
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♡ Usually is used to going by himself but when you said you wanted to start going with him he couldn’t be any more happier than to let you join him.
♡ praises you the whole time and giggles when you praise him as well.
♡ Goes insane when watching you shred up machines and makes sure to give you your water after your done your reps/sets.
♡ slaps your ass and giggles when it jiggles from the impact when no one’s looking 😭
♡ best spotter ever! us always there to make sure you don’t get hurt or overdo anything.
♡ loads and loads of gym selfies together because he lacked to post them because he’s proud of both you and him!
♡ he will be saying cheesy flirty pickup lines to you to make you blush while you work out or he’ll say dad jokes the whole time.
♡ you guys were cordinating sets every thursday and saturday!
♡ once you guys are done he’ll take you out to eat a good meal after as a reward!
♡ when you get home he takes a nice relaxing bubble bath and shower with you and massages your muscles (which you give back in return!)
♡ once you guys are all comfy you guys get a nice cuddle sesh in bed and fall asleep soundly after a long day of hard work!
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Mito
Christian Yu x Y/N - drabble - 848 WC
Masterlist
Warnings: DID, Mito, depression, hurt comfort, idk man I'm stoned as shit
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The bed felt cold and empty, so much so that it woke you up. You felt around with your eyes closed, grunting when you found nothing. You forced your eyes open, adjusting to the darkness. You could hear the pitter patter of rain against the large windows that encompassed one entire wall of the bedroom. A crackle of thunder and burst of lightning showed you where Christian was. He was looking out the window at the city below.
“Baby?” You called out to him, but he didn’t answer.
You threw the blankets back, shivering slightly when your feet met the cold floor. You walked over to him, he looked far away.
“Christian?” you said again in a soft voice. He turned to look at you. His face was tense, the bags under his eyes were heavy, he looked… sad. You had never seen him go through a low in the few months you had been together but you recognized the signs he had told you about.
“Mito?” you questioned.
His lips twitched up slightly but his eyes dropped, “Ever so perceptive.” he turned back to the window watching the rain.
“Are you alright?” you ask. You wanted to hold him but you weren’t sure if Mito would like that so you decided against it.
“He has no idea the hole you’ll leave behind…” he whispered to himself.
Your eyebrows scrunched up, “”Leave? What do you mean?” you watched the rain with him so he didn’t feel like he was being observed.
“Everyone leaves eventually. Mito, Christian, Mr. Insanity. We’re all too much. And when you leave… which you will… the hole you’ll leave inside Christian… inside all of us…” he spoke clearly but you could hear the sadness and disappointment in his voice.
Your heart cracked, “Mito, I’m never leaving. I… I love Christian… I love all of you even if I don’t know you or Mr. Insanity the way I know Christian. You’re not too much, you just need a little extra care in different areas and that’s ok. It’s ok to ask for help and it’s ok to feel shitty. I’ll always be here as long as you’ll all have me.” you said, turning to look at him. There was no room to question your words, your voice holding every bit of sincerity they could. You reached for his hand slowly, giving him time to pull away if he wanted to. You held him gently, thumb smoothing over his knuckles.
“Promise?” he whispered, you heard the sniffle he tried to stifle.
You smiled up at him, “I promise. Cross my heart and hope to die.” you said as you drew an “X” over your heart. Mito gave a small smile. “You smile differently than Christian.” you said, gently tracing a finger over his bottom lip.
“How so?” he said, his eyes holding fear, wondering if he had done something wrong.
“Yours is softer. Less toothy. Gentle, kind.” you held his cheek, rubbing your thumb over his cheek bone hypnotically.
He leaned into your palm, kissing it softly. He tentatively reached out to you, pulling you closer so you were pressed against each other.
Your arms draped themselves around his neck. “Your eyes are different too.” you whispered.
“Oh yeah?” he said, raising an eyebrow at you.
“Mhm… subtle, sleepy… a little scared, quite cautious…” you said, gazing into his brown eyes.
He looked down, you had seen him, truly seen him and he didn’t know what to do or how to feel.
You tilted his chin up with your finger, “You didn’t let me finish… I see darkness yet resilience that shines through… I see tenderness and passion. And I love everything I see in you. You matter to me Mito. I want you to know that, I need you to know that.”
Mito leaned down, stealing your breath before he connected his lips to yours. It was cautious but you felt the sentiment behind it. He pulled away after a moment, eyes quickly finding yours and searching them.
“I hope that was alright?” he asked, worried he might have crossed a boundary.
“That was lovely… I kinda want to do it again.” you said with a slight tease in your voice as you smiled at him.
Even in the darkness you could see Mito blush, he leaned down and captured your lips once again. Delightfully soft, but this held more intention, more comfortability. He pulled away when he could no longer stand the air loss. You both panted a bit as you caught your breaths.
“We should go to bed, we have to be up soon if were going to make it to Jeju Island by noon.” you said gently leading him back to bed.
He nodded, shuffling behind you before crawling back inside the warm little cocoon you had made yourselves. He laid his head on your chest, holding you close. You tangle your hand in his hair, gently massaging him as he dozed off.
“Love you…” he mumbled.
You smiled, “Love you…” you kissed his head, falling asleep when his breathing evened out.
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Naboo's Note:
Hey girly pops! First fic outside of the BG3 universe. So down bad for this man. Wrote this high so if there are mistakes that's my alibi. Love ya'll, thank you for all the likes, comments, reblogs, and requests! XOXOXOXOXO!!!!!
Rest
Christian Yu x Y/N - drabble - 1.3K WC
Masterlist
Warnings: DID, Mito, depression, fluff, mention of medication, mention of vomiting, anxiety, nudity, slightly steamy?, like a cup of tea left out for a while level of steam, COMFORT, established relationship
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Your bones cracked as you stretched in your soft bed. A weight on your waist is what kept you grounded as you woke up. You finally squinted your eyes open, looking down to see Christian’s arm across you as his face was nuzzled into your side. You yawned, slowly getting out of bed, you made your way to the kitchen. You reached for yours and Christian’s coffee mugs before you felt a sluggish pair of arms wrap around you. You jumped, sucking in a sharp breath out of surprise.
“Good morning.” you whispered as he leaned his head against the top of yours.
He didn’t respond, which you found odd, but you shrugged it off. You moved around slowly, Christian attached to your back as you waited for the coffee to finish brewing. Christian slipped his hands into yours, anxiously playing with your fingers. You frowned a bit.
“Are you ok Christian?” you asked, turning around gently so you could remain in his arms.
His head was down but you could see the dark circles under his eyes. You reached up, tilting his chin slightly. When his eyes finally met yours they were big and glossy. They searched yours fervently. Instantly you pulled him into a secure hug.
“Mito darling…” you mumbled into the crook of his neck as his strong arms wrapped themselves around you. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Tired.” he whispered back to you.
You nodded as you pulled away. You tilted his chin down a bit so your lips could mesh with his momentarily. He kissed you back sweetly.
“Let's get this and go back to bed? Sound good?” you asked him.
He nodded, letting go of you to carry both coffee mugs back to your shared room. You grabbed a tin of strawberries from the fridge before following him. He took his shirt off as he crawled back into bed. You picked up the shirt he flung off and slipped it on. He watched you, smiling softly at the cute action. You plopped down next to him as he wrapped his arms around you.
“Can we stay in bed today? I don’t want to go outside.” he asked quietly as he kissed your cheek before you gave him a strawberry.
“We can stay in bed all day on one condition.” you said to him.
He raised his eyebrows at you as he chewed.
“We go on a walk later, just a short one. Around the block maybe? Or by the river?” you asked hopefully. You always tried to get Mito outside even if it was only for a bit, you knew how much he liked to isolate.
Mito didn’t respond for a moment before you pressed your lips to his shoulder, “Please?” you asked.
He nodded, “Can we get boba on the way back?”
“We can get whatever you want lovely.” you smiled at him. His lips twitched up softly as he pressed a strawberry to your lips. You bit off half before he took the other half. You turned on the tv popping on a movie you hadn’t seen in a bit. You weren’t really paying attention, you kept your eyes closed as you leaned against Mito. You had come to find that Mito always wanted to be with you, always wanted to be touching you. You made sure to nuzzle into him often, reassuring him of your presence. He played with your hair absentmindedly while he watched the movie. He kept his other hand on your hip, drawing lazy circles. He felt your breathing even out and smiled down at you when he realized you were asleep.
However, the longer he was alone the darker his thoughts got. He felt his eyes narrow, tunnel vision setting in as his anxiety spiked. He got up quickly, rushing to the bathroom. He stumbled into the door before landing on his knees and retching into the toilet.
You woke to a loud thud. You barely caught a glimpse of Mito running into the bathroom but when you heard him throwing up you knew what it was. You got up, making your way into the bathroom. You knocked quietly before going in entirely. The toilet flushed as Mito leaned back against the wall, his arms resting on his knees. He wiped the sweat off his brow before looking at you. You leaned down to sit across from him with a glass of water and a pill.
“Just for nausea.” you reassured him as he let the medicine taste envelope his tongue before he washed it all down. “Do you want your anxiety meds? They might help.” you said as you smoothed your thumbs over his knuckles.
Mito was hesitant to take meds after he had taken too many one time on a particularly bad day before he ever even knew you. But, he could see it in your eyes, how much you knew they would help. He nodded softly, sipping at his water while you moved around the bathroom getting his pills. You brought them back to him, placing them in his hand. He swallowed them down, cringing at the unpleasant feeling of pills streaming down his throat.
“I’m sorry for waking you up.” he said.
You waved him off, “Wanna shower? Might make you feel better.”
“As long as you come with.” he said as he got up, slipping his pants off.
You smiled and nodded quickly, throwing his shirt off as you turned the water on. You threw a shower bomb in, filling the bathroom with a sweet but spicy smell. You dimmed the lights before stepping in, the ambiance fitting the gloomy autumn day. Mito stood behind you, wrapping his arms around you as you both enjoyed the hot water. Mito moved you both so he could get your hair wet. He shampooed and conditioned your hair, giving you the most delicious scalp massages accompanied by occasional neck kisses. As he lathered your back in soap, he made sure to check with you before he cleaned anywhere else, ever the gentleman. You kissed him before nodding. You slumped against him, your eyes fluttering closed. His large hands gliding over your body set it alight. Everything about this moment was bubbling over with sensuality.
“I love you Mito…” you whispered out as you placed your hands over the tops of his, moving with him as he explored your body.
You felt him smile against your neck. You snapped out of it slightly, turning to face him. You kissed him passionately but carefully. Mito was very physical but not in the sexual sense, at least not as much as Christian was. Mito liked the comfort touch brought.
“Love you too.” he said softly. Mito’s voice was always soft but it was deeper. Almost a growl.
You grabbed the soap, washing him just as gently. You shampooed his hair into a mohawk, a rare toothy smile gracing Mito’s face when he saw his reflection. You finished rinsing each other off. You noticed his face was less puffy, the color slowly returning to it.
As you both dried off you asked, “Can we take a nap?” you knew Mito’s meds can make him a little sleepy when he first takes them, and truth be told you were exhausted from the work week.
Mito nodded at you as he handed one of his oversized shirts to you. You held it close, inhaling his scent before slipping it on. You held his hand as you walked over to the bed before jumping under the covers. You giggled as you and Mito looked at each other. He leaned in kissing you until you were desperate for air.
“We’ll go on that walk when we wake up.” he said as he kissed your head while he pulled you to rest on his chest.
You smiled as you closed your eyes, “Good plan.” you kissed his chest before snuggling in.
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Naboo's Note:
Hello! Hope you enjoy, thank you to whoever sent in the request, i love writing for Mito. Thanks for all the likes comments and reblogs!
Father
Christian Yu/Mito x Y/N - drabble - 880 WC
Masterlist
Warnings: none lol this is pure fluff, pregnancy
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You laid on the couch watching your stomach move. Your little one growing inside you was getting increasingly more active and you loved watching them move around. You heard the front door open and close and the rustling of plastic bags.
“Love?” Christian called out to you.
You raised your hand and waved so he could see you, “Here!” you said.
He walked over, smiling at you when he saw you. “I got the goods!” he beamed at you as he sat down, unpacking the food he brought home.
“Yesssss…” you cheered as you saw the ramen he brought home. You had been craving it all morning so he slipped out between working on his new music to grab it for you both. You tried to sit up, rocking slightly before plopping back down and reaching your hands towards Christian. “Help.” you said as you made grabby hands at him.
He chuckled, setting the utensils down on the table and helping you sit up. He kissed your cheek, “How are they?” he asked as his large hand gently ghosted over your exposed stomach.
“Active,” you chuckled. “I feel like I’m growing an alien now that I can see them moving around.”
Christian laughed as he handed you your bowl of ramen, you rested the warm bowl on top of your bump as you started eating. Christian smiled at you, he loved how you glowed. Happy and filled with the life you created out of love. You both decided to not know the gender until they were born but whatever they were he loved them to death already.
You moaned at the taste of the ramen, the warm broth hitting your stomach making the baby kick repeatedly. You snatched Christian’s hand, holding it to your belly. He loved feeling them move around. “That’s definitely my child, little ramen lover.” he chuckled. You kissed his knuckles before letting him go so you could both eat. You turned on the TV, flipping on a random movie. You both ate in a comfortable silence; once you finished you stretched your arms above your head, letting out a yawn. You rubbed your eyes before cuddling up to Christian, resting your head on his chest. He played with your locks, lulling you to sleep. He smiled down at you when he heard your soft snores.
You grunted when the baby gave you a particularly hard kick, so hard Christian could see it through your shirt. “Hey, you be nice!” he whispered to your belly. He shifted softly, picking you up and carrying you to your shared bed. He laid you down, positioning your pregnancy pillow just the way you liked and putting a pillow under your feet so your swollen ankles could rest before he pulled the covers over you. He kissed your forehead before quietly shutting the door and going back to the living room and tidying up. He made his way to his home studio to finish what he had started that morning.
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You woke up due to a wave of nausea. You groaned, laying still and waiting for it to pass. After a moment it did, you pushed yourself up to look for Christian. The sun was setting, you must have slept the rest of the day away. You shuffled around the apartment, checking each room for him. Finally, you found him sitting on the balcony, watching the sunset slowly dip behind the cityline.
You slid the glass door open, “Hey baby.” you softly said to him.
He looked at you, a certain sadness in his eyes that you recognized immediately. “Hello.” Mito replied.
You slowly made your way to sit with him, he helped you down with a protective and strong arm wrapping around you to ensure you made it to the ground gently. He kept his arms around you, drawing you into his chest. You kept your head tilted up, looking at him. “What troubles you my love?”
He let out a long sigh, as if he had been holding it in for ages. “I’m just… what if…” he stumbled.
You kept your eyes on him, encouraging him to continue.
“What if I’m not a good father…” he whispered, finally connecting his eyes with yours.
Your eyes widened slightly before you sat up a bit in his embrace. You moved his hand to your stomach, he instantly rubbed over it gently. “We made them. We made them out of love. How could you be anything less than perfect for that?”
His lips twitched upwards for a split second, “What if they don’t like me?” he asked.
“Of course they will love you. I do. Think of how well you have taken care of them this whole time and they aren’t even here yet!” You smiled at him with every bit of sincerity you could possibly have. “Mito, they will love you, you’re going to be a wonderful father. It’s you and me honey, we can do anything together.” You kissed him slowly putting all your passion for him into the kiss. He cradled your face, kissing you back.
“I love you. Both of you.” he said, leaning his forehead against yours.
“And we love you.” you pecked his lips again.
You both watched the sunset and the stars begin to shine.
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Naboo's Note:
Hey! This was based off a request so I hope everyone likes it :) thank you for reading, comments motivate me ton. XOXOXOXO!!!!!
Show Me Love
Christian Yu/Mito x Y/N - drabble - 765 WC
Masterlist
Warnings: mention of self harm, self harm scars, brief nudity, slightly steamy but not really NSFW
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You pulled Christian towards the bed, your lips never leaving each other. He chuckled softly when his knees hit the edge and he fell back, you still in his arms. You had started dating in autumn, and now it was New Year’s Eve. Every minute of it had been spectacular, especially the current moment. You and Christian had yet to be intimate, neither of you moving past certain points with one another. But today felt different. If he wanted to, you weren’t going to stop him. You wanted him in some primal way. And in some chaste Victorian way. You felt his hands slip slightly under your shirt, just enough to pull you to him by your hips. You straddled him before kissing him again. You discarded your shirt and Christian stared at your naked chest.
“So pretty…” he whispered before kissing over your chest lazily.
You giggled when his hair tickled you, leaning back. You tugged Christian’s hoodie off before reaching a hand inside his shirt. You felt his muscles ripple under your fingers. You started to tug on the end of his shirt, silently asking for permission to take it off him. You felt him tense beneath you before you noticed the shift in his eyes.
“Don’t,” he whispered, “Please don’t.” his voice was gruff, coming out almost like a growl. The growl of a cornered animal; a scared one.
You sat back, his hands held you on his lap. His head hung low after what he said, eyes avoiding yours.
“Mito what’s wrong?” you tilted his head up. “Do you not want to have sex?”
He let out a short watery laugh. “Of course we want to… but I can’t.”
“And why’s that?” you asked gently as you pulled his discarded hoodie on to cover yourself.
You both sat in silence for a moment, you gently played with the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck while you waited for his answer. He leaned back and took his shirt off. Even in the dim light you could see the scars on his chest and arms.
“These.” he said, his eyes meeting yours. Searching for shock, horror, rejection, anything. Yet all he saw was compassion, love. You had only ever seen him with sleeves and now you knew why. You moved off of him quickly, discarding your pants to show him your thighs. Scars littered them, some small, some big. His eyes widened as you climbed back on to his lap.
“Do you like me any less because of these?” you asked him, cradling his cheek.
His head shot up, “Of course not!” he said as his hands rubbed themselves over your thighs gingerly, keeping you close.
“Then why would I like you any less for yours?” you asked him. You could see he was trying to find something, something deprecating to keep himself from this, from total compassion and acceptance. But he couldn’t find it.
“I still do it sometimes…” he whispered, worried if you ever found a fresh cut on him you would leave.
“So do I.” you said gently as your own fingers traced over your scars.
The looks you gave each other were of total empathy, understanding. “The world is cruel, in turn, we are often cruel to ourselves.” you said before kissing his cheeks. “But we have one another to lean on. I’m not asking you to stop, that is an unreasonable expectation. I am, however, asking that if it gets to that point you’ll try to talk to me first? I notice I don’t hurt myself as quickly if I have a period of time with another person present, maybe that’ll work for you too?”
Mito nodded quickly, “I promise.” he smiled softly. Nobody had ever shown such delicacy or care. He, Christian, and Mr. Insanity felt it blooming inside them like the day they all met you; love. They all loved you, now they could show you in every way.
“Want to go watch tv or something?” you asked, ready to get off him.
His lips attached themselves to your neck, sucking harsh marks into the supple flesh. You let out a small moan when his teeth nipped at you. “Do you want to watch tv?” he asked as his hands roamed your body before slipping his hoodie off your shoulders, exposing your chest to him once again.
“I want you, in any way you’ll have me.” you choked out as he peppered kisses over you.
“Then have me.” he whispered before putting your hands on him, giving you permission to feel him.
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Naboo's Note:
Hello! Sorry this took so long to get out, work is always draining as fuck. But! I am getting a lot of requests for Christian/Mito so be on the lookout for those! Thanks for all the likes and comments, they motivate me a ton! XOXOXOXOXOXO
Drunk In Love
Christian Yu/Mito x Y/N - drabble - 528 WC
Masterlist
Warnings - none, pure fluff
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You stumbled into the apartment giggling when you bumped into the wall while taking your shoes off. “Christiannnnnnnn” you sang as you walked into the living room.
He rounded the corner, stumbling into you. His arms wrapped around you, catching you from falling over in your inebriated state. You laughed harder. He smiled at you before you glared at him.
“You’re Mito, not Christian.” you said matter of factly.
Mito watched you, unsure if you were truly angry it was him and not Christian.
“You’re so pretty and sweet and lovely… I love you soooooo much!” you exclaimed in his arms as you snuggled into him.
He chuckled before dipping down and wrapping your legs around his waist.
“Woohoooooo I needed a taxi to the bed… thank you!” you said as you peppered kisses over his face.
Mito helped you change your shirt before wiping your face off with a wipe. You struggled but you managed to brush your teeth by yourself. Mito rubbed your moisturizer on and as he held chapstick up to you, you took it from him. He stayed close to your face watching you. You turned it around, slathering his lips. You kissed him deeply before rubbing your lips together, enjoying the sleek oil. You giggled at Mito’s shocked face.
“You are so wonderful, every part of you.” you said, pecking his cheeks.
Mito kissed you once he tucked you in, “You are lovely.” he said, pulling the blanket over you. “But you should sleep, you're going to feel awful in the morning.” he laughed.
“How can I sleep without my pretty boy?” you protested, crossing your arms.
Mito laughed but felt himself slipping away, Christian reemerging. You could tell, you could always tell. Even in this state. You sat up slightly, making grabby hands at him, “Are you gonna deprive me of love?” you whined.
Christian smiled, “I would never.” he said as he slipped his shirt off before climbing into bed with you.
You laid on his chest, letting out a content sigh, “I like you all sooooo much. You’re all so good to me. I love spending time with you, and traveling with you, and even just making dinner with you.” you smiled before nipping his side, making him jump.
Christian pulled you to him, facing each other. He pulled you into a gentle kiss that you quickly deepened. Christian kept your pace, only stopping when you felt him grab your wrist as you tugged on the hem of his shorts.
“As much as I want to darling, not while you’re drunk.” he said, pecking you a few more times.
You caught his lips once more, “Ever the gentleman.” you said.
He turned on the white noise you listened to every night before dimming the lights. “I really mean it though, you are my whole world.” you snuggled into his chest before going still, your breaths starting to even out.
Christian didn’t know why but he teared up, your kindness was boundless and he loved when you showered him in it. He kissed the top of your head, “Love you.” he whispered before snuggling into you as well, quickly falling asleep.
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Naboo's Note:
Ayeeee two posts in one day! Talk about magical. Hope this is up to par, thanks guys! XOXOXOXOX
Infinity
Christian Yu/Mito x Y/N - drabble - 1K WC
Masterlist
Warnings: depression, mention of self harm, mention of suicidal thoughts, Christian and Mito being supportive af, very fluffy
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You had been awake for hours but hadn’t made a move to get out of bed. Your glassy eyes watched the rain spatter against the large windows in your shared bedroom. You didn’t even hear the front door open and close or the pad of his feet coming upstairs.
“Love?” Christian said when he walked in, closing the door behind him.
You made no sound, your body rigid.
“Honey?” he tried again as he gently rolled you onto your back, sitting next to you on the bed.
Your eyes remained on the ceiling, never glancing at him.
“Have you stayed in bed the whole day? You’re in the exact same position you were in when I left this morning.” he said, rubbing his hand across your waist comfortingly.
Your lip quivered while silent tears fell from the corners of your eyes. You shifted, bringing your hands to hold his large one on your waist. “I’m wallowing in self pity.” you said.
Christian chuckled, you always had a knack for being funny even when you felt like shit. “Bad day?” he asked gently.
“I’m so tired all the time… No - not tired, exhausted. Everything feels so heavy and overwhelming. And I constantly have these negative thoughts… intrusive and… violent.” you whispered the last bit.
Christian knew of your past and present journey with self harm. He felt and saw your scars on the daily. He never thought less of you for them, he had the same struggle. Christian’s other hand slipped beneath the blanket, letting out a small sigh of relief when he felt no new cuts on your thigh.
You pulled both of his hands to your chest, resting them over your heart. You held them, playing with his long digits every so often. “I just want it all to stop.” you whispered, finally looking at him.
Your eyes were bloodshot, it was obvious you had been crying off and on the whole day. But that comment, that is what worried him the most. “You want the thoughts to stop or do you want life to stop?” he asked gingerly.
You looked away shamefully before shrugging.
Christian’s heart broke for you. He got out of bed, walking over to your side. He pulled the covers back before picking you up bridal style. He carried you to the bathroom, setting you on the counter. He filled the tub with warm water, adding epsom salt and bubbles just the way you liked it. He slowly peeled your clothes off before setting you inside. The warm water and vapors made you let out a sigh of content. Christian sat outside the tub, carefully washing your hair then you. You watched him with the most thankful eyes but couldn’t manage to say anything. After a while he just let you rest in the tub, he knew you liked being surrounded by water and in lieu of the ocean the bath would suffice.
“I’m so sorry… this isn’t fair to you. I can’t make you happy, I can’t even…” you said before dropping your gaze to his crotch. You couldn’t remember the last time you two had sex, your depression getting especially bad in the harsh winter months.
“Hey,” he said in a slightly different tone.
You snapped your eyes to his, they were darker, rounder. You knew it was Mito.
“I think - no, I know I speak for all of us when I say we could never have sex again and we would still be here. We will always be here, you’re it for us. We love you.” He said before draining the bath. He helped you stand before drying you off. He walked over to the towel warmer you forgot you had bought a while back. He pulled your clean pajamas out, they enveloped you like a hug.
You rested your head on his chest before wrapping your arms around him tightly. You breathed him in, felt his strong arms around you. He picked you up, hands under your thighs as you snuggled further into him. He set you down on the kitchen counter, “Have you eaten today?” he asked.
You shook your head ‘no’ at him.
He tutted before making you a cup of tea. You watched him cut up fruits for you as you sipped the tea. He knew how much you liked them, especially the summer fruits when it was cold and snowy outside. Every once and a while Mito would stop to give you a kiss on the cheek. He walked to the living room briefly to set down the cutting board before coming back to carry you over.
“I can walk.” you said squirming slightly, feeling somewhat like a burden to him.
“I know,” he said before setting you down on the couch softly. He pulled a blanket over both of you before wrapping his arms around you. He pulled a slice of peach off the cutting board for you, smiling when you ate it without hassle. He knew your heart. He knew these times were tough and he knew he would always be there to care for you just as you did for him when he got like this. He sat and watched music videos with you, knowing you liked the dances and bright colors. Joking around with you when he could, especially when you watched his music videos. He dramatically did the breathing part of “Don’t Go Insane” which caused you to let out a shrill giggle. It was like music to his ears, seeing you finally smile and even laugh. He cuddled into the crook of your neck, giving you a cheeky kiss.
You pulled his face to yours, “Thank you,” you said before kissing him deeply. He held your face as you pulled away, lips following yours slightly as he could never get enough of you. Your foreheads leaned against each other, soaking in the moment, “I love you more than anything.” you said.
Mito smiled softly, “I love you more than anything times infinity.”
You chuckled again, happy that the person you were in love with was deeply caring and so incredibly goofy.
“Everything will work out in the end. And if it doesn’t, it’s not the end yet.” he said before pecking your lips once more.
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Naboo's Note:
Hey! Hope ya'll like this one, very fun to write and based off a request. Thanks for all the like and comments! Send in a request and I just might write it! XOXOXOXOXOXO
Sorry
Christian Yu/Mito x Y/N - drabble - 895 WC
Masterlist
Warnings: arguing, hurt/comfort, brief mention of blood, mention of self harm
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You slammed the bedroom door shut and wiped the tears from your face. You don’t even remember what you two were arguing about but today was the worst of it. You both said things you didn’t mean, but that didn’t stop the words from cutting deep. You grabbed a backpack from your closet, packing a few clothes just for the night. You texted your friend, asking if you could stay the night. You slipped on your shoes silently as you read their text that said yes. You quietly shut the front door and walked the few blocks to your friends, not bothering to go tell Christian where you were going. Not that he cared.
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Christian sighed as he leaned against the door of his studio. He rubbed his hands over his face, groaning. He knew he shouldn’t have yelled and he definitely shouldn’t have said what he said. He heard his own voice over and over again in such a harsh tone.
“You are suffocating! All I do is get text after text, call after call, date after date from you. We are always around each other, honestly sometimes I wish I was back on tour just to get away!”
He had had a shit day and he took it all out on you in one moment. He felt a deep sense of shame as he shuffled to the bedroom door. His eyebrows drew together in confusion when he saw the door was open. He quietly walked in but didn’t see you. Checking your closet and office he started to panic. He called out your name multiple times before deciding to call you. Your phone went straight to voicemail and his texts werent getting through to you either. He paced the kitchen, the clock reading 1 AM, where the hell would you have gone? He started to spiral, Mito emerging for the first time in weeks.
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You came home the next day right before sundown. You and your friend relaxed all day, just wanting to get away yet prepare for the conversation you knew was inevitable. You set your bag down next to the door before taking your shoes off. The house was eerily quiet. You saw a few things in the living room and kitchen knocked over.
“Christian?” you called out, body filling you with the want to run and that you were somehow in danger.
You heard nothing as you made your way down the hall towards your bedroom where you heard the sink running. You saw droplets of blood on the floor outside your door; your mind shifted, no longer filled with fear of a break in but filled with a fear for your boyfriend. You Knew Christian struggled with self mutilation, your mind raced as you scrambled towards the bathroom. You threw the door open. Christian stood with his shirt off as he wrapped his hand in a bandage, knuckles painting the white gauze red.Your eyes widened before you rushed to him, holding his hands.
“Oh honey what happened?” you whispered, noticing a wound on his shoulder as well.
“The vase… in the living room. I threw it… it shattered and cut me up.” he looked down, not wanting to see your eyes.
“Mito look at me.” you asked delicately.
He slowly raised his eyes to meet yours. “I’m sorry. I freaked out when we couldn’t find you… I thought you left for good.”
You sighed feeling bad for causing a panic attack out of pettiness ”I should have told you I was going out.” you whispered, cradling his cheek.
“I shouldn’t have yelled at you, or said what I said. It's not true… everything is so overwhelming, I just don’t know how to cope and took it out on you.”
You nodded in understanding, “Guess we were both in the wrong?” you chuckled slightly.
Mito gently pulled your chin up, bringing your lips to his. “I’m so sorry my love, I was out of line.”
You could feel his sincerity, “I forgive you.” you said before giving him another kiss. “Can I help?” you said, eyes moving between the bleeding cut on his shoulder or his cut up hand. Christian nodded. You pressed a cold damp cloth to his wounded shoulder. Dabbing at it before sanitizing it and dressing it. This wasn’t the first time you’d had to patch up Mito. You have been around long enough to see just how deep depression can get. Long enough to see his self hate become something physical that took the form of cutting himself. But this was the first time in a while, you felt so powerless when he would hurt himself. The person you loved most was hurting in ways unimaginable to you.
You woke from your trance to Mito’s hand under your chin before he wiped away a tear you had not realized had fallen. “I’m alright, everything is ok.” he said, kissing you slowly. He pulled his tank top back over his torso.
“Can we go to bed early?” you asked, the sun barely vanished from the sky.
Mito nodded, pulling you toward the bedroom with him, ready to sleep away the pain of the last few days. As you curled into him, you felt his arms encircle you before he placed a kiss on your forehead. “Love you.” you heard him whisper as your eyes fluttered closed.
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Naboo's Note:
Hello! Sorry this took so long to get out, I will try to write more this weekend, hopefully the motivation will hit me in the face with a 2x4. Thanks for all the comments and reblogs, they motivate me a lot. XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
Comfy
Christian Yu/Mito x Y/N - drabble - 634 WC
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Warnings: none, pure tooth rotting fluff
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You sat on the couch, Christian sitting by your feet as he worked intently on his new album. The bags under his eyes were prominent and you couldn’t remember the last time he had eaten. You watched his forehead wrinkle over and over when something didn’t go just right on his laptop. You decided enough was enough, picking up a piece of popcorn from the bowl resting on your thighs. You threw it at him, hitting him in the cheek. Surprisingly, he didn’t budge. You frowned slightly before trying again. This piece hit his nose and landed on his keyboard. He looked up glancing at you; you looked anywhere but him acting oblivious. He went back to work, eating the piece that was on his keyboard. You threw one more piece, this time he caught it before it landed on him.
He popped it into his mouth, “What is it baby?” He said, putting his laptop on the coffee table before rubbing his large hands over your thighs.
You sighed at his touch, missing it for the past few days. You took one of his hands, thumbing over it with yours. “Can you take a break?” you asked nervously, you hated interrupting his work but you hated seeing him not taking care of himself more.
Christian looked between you and the laptop for a moment before you spoke again, “I want to take care of you today.”
His heart melted, you always looked out for him and it made him flood with love. “That sounds lovely… shower first?” he asked.
“You go ahead, I’m gonna clean up a bit.” you smiled at him.
He nodded, standing up. He bent down to kiss you slowly, tickling your sides before he pulled away quickly and swiftly moved to the bedroom to shower. You giggled watching him scurry off, you threw one of the couch cushions at him playfully. You heard the water turn on and that was your cue to get off the couch and tidy up. You had ordered food as soon as Christian agreed to take the day off and soon enough there was a knock on the door. You set the food up in the living room, setting his favorites closer to his side. You felt arms wrap around you and droplets of water hit your neck from his hair.
“Hi baby.” you smiled, cradling his face.
He mumbled something into your neck gruffly, moving to sit on the couch. He pulled you with him, keeping you against his chest. You felt him kiss up your neck lazily until he reached your jaw then your lips. You could feel this affection wasn’t sexual, just appreciative.
“Mito, honey, do you wanna eat?” you said as you played with the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck.
He nodded, smiling softly with sleepy eyes.
You got off him, sitting next to him as you both started eating. “Nap afterwards?” you asked as you finished chewing.
Mito nodded wordlessly as he ate. When you both finished you moved to clean up but he stopped you, “Go get comfy. I’ll clean this up and be right there.” he kissed your cheek before nudging you towards the bedroom.
You made your way there, changing into one of his oversized shirts before crawling into your bed, being swallowed by the large fluffy duvet. Mito came in a few minutes later but you hardly stirred, right on the edge of sleep. You heard Mito chuckle, slipping off his shirt before he softly climbed in next to you. He pulled the duvet up around you slightly, you shifted to rest on his chest. Snuggling up on him, you heard the tv echo quietly in the background, the noise fading quickly. You breathed him in, lulling you to sleep.
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Naboo's Note:
Brother I have been up since midnight and cannot sleep. Did not proof read this so if its fucked up that's why. I hope ya'll like it, I'm gonna go xanax myself into a coma - XOXOXOXOXOXOX :)
Little Love
Christian Yu/Mito x Y/N - drabble - 1K WC
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Warnings: TW! self harm, slight depictions of self harm, nothing too graphic tho, this is actually pretty based in reality for me so I tried to depict depression/bipolar as accurately as possible,
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You slipped your shoes off quickly, throwing your bag and jacket to the floor before rushing up the stairs to yours and Christian’s shared bedroom. He had been in a low for days. He hadn’t gotten out of bed since yesterday morning but you kept him fed and hydrated, trying to keep him entertained so he wasn’t alone with his thoughts. You had only slipped out for a few hours this morning when he was sleeping, needing some sunlight and picking up coffee for the both of you hoping to cheer him slightly. You panicked when he texted you asking why you left. You told him you were on your way back before he sent a chilling text:
“I don’t want to be here anymore.”
“Fuck!” you said as you dropped the coffee’s and started sprinting the two blocks back home. And now here you were stumbling through the door. The bed was empty, you instantly pushed into the bathroom. Christian sat on the floor but all you saw was blood. You yanked your shirt off, holding it to his bleeding arms.
“Oh baby no… honey what happened…” the cuts weren’t deep thankfully. You gently took the razor blade out of his hands, tossing it away. You had him push his forearms together to hold pressure. “Ok my love, I need you to stand up with me really quick, ok?” He had a thousand mile stare but when you gently tugged him up he followed without hesitation. You had him sit on the counter before you grabbed the first aid kit from under the sink. You wet a washcloth, dabbing the blood that had dried around the numerous cuts. They weren’t actively bleeding anymore, you just saw the angry red skin around them. You remained calm, this wasn’t the first time you had cleaned up his self harm, but every time it broke your heart.
As you finished cleaning the blood you went to spray an antiseptic on his arms, “This might sting lovely, I’m sorry but I'll make it quick.” You sprayed it and blew on him as you did, hoping to lessen the sting. He flinched slightly but that was all. His dark eyes watched you, they were glossy and you could tell he wanted to say something. When you met his eyes you stopped your movements, sending him a gentle smile. You held his cheek with one hand, kissing his opposite cheek before you got back to work. You tenderly dabbed a soothing antibiotic cream onto each cut with a q-tip before placing gauze on the expanse of his entire forearms. You wrapped his arms up before securing the wrap and holding his hands.
“All better…” you whispered, pressing your lips to his forehead.
“I’m such a fucking idiot…” he said, nothing but hate towards himself laced his words.
“No… what do I tell you every day?” you asked him, hands going to hold his face so he looked at you. You thumbed over his cheek bones to calm him, “You are kind, you are smart, you are important…” you said to him, smiling softly. You said this to yourself daily after reading “The Help” as it seemed to somewhat lift your mood as you also struggled with depression.
“I’m sorry…” he whispered, his hand going to hold the back of your neck so you could lean your forehead against his.
“Mito don’t be sorry, I understand.” You said, seeing the faded scars of your own on your arms out of your peripheral vision. “I’m still here, I still love you more than life itself… I’m not going anywhere.”
He closed his eyes and nodded as he let out a sigh. You saw the tears cascade down his cheeks before you pulled him into a hug, he rested his head in the crook of your neck as he continued to cry. You rubbed his back soothingly; as his sobs turned into hiccups you pulled back slightly. His face was puffy, you pulled the damp rag off the counter again, folding backwards so the bloody side wasn’t visible. You pressed it to his forehead, the cool rag making him close his eyes in relief.
“Let's get you some food ok?” you asked, holding his hands.
He shook his head ‘no’, “Bed.” was all he said.
You nodded, “Ok… if we go to bed I want you to drink a whole glass of water… Can we make that deal?” you said, kissing his cheek. “We can try to eat later.”
Mito nodded quickly, you pulled him to the bed by his hand. You opened the covers, he leaned himself against the pillows, still sitting up against the headboard. You tucked him in, “I’ll be right back babes.” you assured him before taking his empty glass from the nightstand and filling it up in the bathroom quickly. You picked up the razor blade you tossed away before, putting it in your pocket to slip it into the trash downstairs later. You quickly swept the various sterile packagings from the first aid kit into the trash, tossing the bloodied rag into the laundry basket in the corner. You returned to the bedroom with a full glass and two pills, one tylenol and one ibuprofen to help the pain with his wrapped arms. You knew the irritation and sting from bandaged cuts so you wanted to help as much as possible. You handed them to him and he took them without quarrel. He slipped his shirt off with a slight wince and the movement burned. You rounded the bed, going to your side. You shimmied out of your shorts and bra. Standing in your underwear for only a moment, you slipped his discarded shirt on. You looked at Mito as you climbed into the bed, cuddling up to him.
“Awwww I can still make you blush after all these years?” you smiled with a small chuckle.
Mito’s blush deepened, “I just… you’re so beautiful… We never get tired of seeing you…” he stuttered out. He looked down to meet your gaze, “We love you… I love you… thank you for being here for us…”
“Always little love. Always.” you leaned up, connecting your lips to his. He kissed you back, holding your face in his large hand.
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Naboo's Note:
Hello! Long time no post for Mr. DPR IAN but here he is!! I will try to post again soon, I'm working on another fic series so I have a lot of conflicting ideas and little motivation lol. Thanks for all the support XOXOXXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Not to Me
Christian Yu/Mito x Y/N - drabble - 861 WC
Masterlist
Warnings: TW! mention of suicidal ideation, depression, fear, fluff, comfort, jealousy, hugs and kisses for the special bb boy, so much love its almost gross
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Christian watched from across the room as you spoke to Da-bin. You laughed, hard. You playfully shoved him, almost spilling your champagne. Christian sat in the shadows, the party for the Dream Reborn World Tour was in full swing and had been for hours. Christian was exhausted and defeated. His whole heart had gone into getting the tour going. He had rarely seen you over the past two months and you were nothing but understanding. Yet he couldn’t help but feel like the long hours had put a wedge in your relationship and it was all his fault. So there he sat, watching you and his band member talk. He knew in his soul you would never cheat on him, but that didn’t make him any less jealous. Didn’t make him want to somehow fix it all and beg for you to stay. He could feel Mito inside, aching to take over. He fought so hard to be himself while all this was going on, to be normal. But he was losing the fight; he stood up slinking out of the venue. He lit a cigarette as he walked through the city, wandering back towards your shared apartment. At some point during the walk it wasn’t Christian moving, it was Mito. He had no idea how he ended up at the Han River but he did. Even worse, he was looking over the edge of the bridge into the deep blue below. He leaned in, closer to the edge. His foot slipped, a shoe coming off and pulling him back into reality. He stepped away from the edge, stumbling backwards before deciding to run home. Even Mito was scared of the hasty decision he might make. Once home he collapsed in your shared bed, wanting to escape his own mind.
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“Christian?!” you screamed as you bolted through the front door.
Mito woke up with a start; why did you sound so panicked? He sat up, stretching a bit before the bedroom door flew open and startled him.
“Oh my god…” you sobbed, running to him and engulfing him in a bone crushing hug.
He felt confused but hugged you back instantly, “Baby? What’s wrong?”
You leaned back, your voice sounding angry but also pained, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong? Are you kidding me??” you said searching his face.
He looked genuinely confused.
“I have been calling you since I saw you slip out for a smoke at the party. I thought you might want some space so I didn’t follow you but then… then you didn’t come back.” you said, eyes becoming big and round. “I called you so many times… you never answered. I got nervous and left the party. I walked home just in case. And what do I find at the fucking Han River? Your fucking shoe!” you said, hitting him in the chest as your tears pick back up.
Oh. He understood now. “You… you thought I…” he gulped.
“I thought you jumped!” you yelled at him. You weren’t angry and he knew that, you were worried to death. “The only reason there isn’t a S.W.A.T. team searching for your ass is because I checked your location!” you hit his chest once again.
You took a breath, trying to steady yourself.
“I thought… I thought you were dead.” you cried, holding his face in your hands just to confirm to yourself that he was real and there with you, not at the bottom of a river.
Mito kissed over your cheeks, catching your tears on his lips. He felt himself crying. Not only because of the fear he instilled in you but the fact that your nightmare had crossed his mind as an idea just hours previously. He felt ashamed and the question of why you were with him drowned his mind. “I’m ok…” was all he could think to say - over and over again until your sobs turned into sniffles.
“I love you,” you said, “Don’t ever fucking scare me like that again.” you said in all seriousness. The way your heart dropped when you saw his shoe on the side of the bridge. It felt like your soul was ripped out. You had never rushed home so fast after picking up his distinct shoe (the one you painted red hearts on). You felt some relief when his location was current and said your shared address but that didn’t stop your mind from racing with all the other horrible things that could be happening to him.
“I’m sorry…” he whispered, “I love you too… I don’t understand…” you could barely hear the last part.
“Don’t understand what?” you said, thumbing over his cheeks.
“Why do you love me?” he asked. His eyes looked so pained, so full of fear.
You smiled at him softly, “You are my happiness. My sun, moon, and stars. Everything fades into background noise with you. You’re all I want and all I’ll ever need.” you said, sounding so sure of yourself and the decision to love him.
“It’s rotten work loving me,” he said.
“Not to me.” you assured him, kissing him so passionately it took his breath away.
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Naboo's Note:
Two requests in one fic! Hello all, sorry for the little break, life was life-ing and got very busy very fast. I hope to post more but there will be another community update soon that I think would be helpful to read so I don't get anyones hopes up too high. Thanks for sticking around, XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!!!!!
Teaser for all my Christian Yu/Mito/DPR IAN lovers ---- the next fic will be a smut!!!!!!!
Pretty Boy
Christian Yu/Mito - drabble - 768 WC NSFW 18+
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Warnings: sex, penetration, oral (female receiving), L bombs, consent check in, lust like a mf
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“Come here pretty boy…” you said with a voice full of lust.
Christian swore he died and went to heaven. There you were laying in the middle of the bed, propped up on your elbows. Your white panties did little to hide the wet spot covering your core. Your breasts were barely covered by one of his dress shirts. You beckoned him closer with your finger.
“Yes ma’am…” he said immediately, almost fumbling over his own feet as they couldn’t get to you fast enough. He crawled on top of you, kissing up your bare chest. You sighed at the contact, aching for him all day. Christian pulled the shirt open completely, one hand going to your breast to tweak your nipple, his mouth covering the other giving it the same treatment. He alternated, making sure you were taken care of completely. He sucked hickies into your chest and neck, licking over them to soothe the marks. He nipped at you occasionally knowing you liked the little jolts of pain here and there. Your back arched as he slid your panties off with one hand, the other slipping his shirt off your shoulders. You tried to kiss him but he leaned back, smiling slightly at your wanting whine. “Not yet baby…” he said.
“I need you inside…” you whined, not wanting to be teased anymore.
“Already?” he asked with a quirk of his eyebrow.
You nodded quickly, mewling when you felt his fingers part your folds, rubbing feather light circles over your clit which drove you mad. You bucked your hips up trying to get more friction but Christian pulled his hand away. He was always the more teasing one of the three. You watched him undress, feeling over yourself to keep the fire in your veins going. When you saw his hard cock spring out finally you licked your lips.
Christian smirked down at you, “You want something pretty girl?” he asked.
“You Christian… please…” you panted out.
“Anything for you honey.” he smiled, running his cock through your folds before slowly inching his cock inside you.
You both moaned out at the contact. He stilled for a moment once he was fully inside, “You ok?” he asked, checking in with you.
You managed to open your eyes, holding his face, you finally kissed him, “Never better.” you said rolling your hips up.
Christian moaned, caught off guard. He started fucking you just the way you liked setting the most delicious pace while his one hand rubbed circles onto your clit. Your body shook with pleasure - eyes rolling back, back arching, toes curling.
“God you’re so pretty baby… so good for me.” he said kissing over your chest and neck.
You felt the electricity in your body start to overflow. You shook a bit harder, Christian kissed you fervently keeping you focused on him and the pleasure he was giving you.
“Fuck Christian!” you moaned as your high crashed over you. He kept pumping into you despite cumming with you, wanting your high to go on as long as possible. When you let out a strangled whimper Christian pulled out and pulled his hand away from your clit, knowing the overstimulation was too much.
He looked down at you as you tried to regulate your breathing. You were absolutely perfect. Limps plump, cheeks flushed, eyes glossy - totally fucked out. He felt Mito clawing at him from the inside but not in the typical way. Not in the way when he knew a low was coming.
You felt his hands glide over your sides gently, feathery kisses ghosting up your body. Your hand tangled in his dark hair. You tugged him ever so slightly to your lips, kissing him slowly, wanting to taste him. “Hi Mito.” you breathed onto his lips.
He chuckled slightly, “How’d you know it was me?” he asked, kissing your face randomly.
“Chrisitian fucks like that but only you kiss like that.” you said before kissing him once more. He smiled into the kiss, nipping your lip as he pulled away. “But you’re both brats.” you laughed, sucking on the spot he nipped.
“I love you.” he said earnestly, like he was still new to saying it despite saying it hundreds of times.
“I love you.” you replied, pulling the sheets over you both but Mito stopped you.
“You rest baby, I just wanna take care of you.” he said, kissing your hip before he disappeared beneath the sheets.
You felt his mouth on your heat. You settled back into the pillows, enjoying the feeling of pure love and lust being showered over you.
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Naboo's Note:
Hello! Finally got around to writing a smut for Mr. Yu. What a sexy guy. The first bit is based off that one interview, the thirst tweets one I think? IDK I saw an edit of it this morning and was basically drooling. I hope ya'll like this one. Talk soon! XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!!!
Morning After
Christian Yu x Y/N - drabble - 543 WC
Masterlist
Warnings: mention of smut, embarrassment, shame, comfort, L bombs, kissing, mention of nudity but nothing descriptive more just implied, sweet boi, very fluffy in the end
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You felt the warm rays of the sun gloss over you from the slightly cracked curtains. You stretched a bit, snuggling into the warm chest you laid on. When you processed that thought a little further you shot up, your eyes widening as you looked down.
“Hey baby, what’s wrong?” Christian said, looking up at you.
Your eyes raked over his naked form as every moment of last night played in your head. Your face felt hot as you recalled your bodies intertwining in the most wonderful and lovingly intimate way. And yet… you felt - embarrassed. You felt like you needed to be guarded. You pulled the sheets closer to your chest, trying to hide yourself.
Christian furrowed his brows, “Honey?” he said sitting up. He maintained the space between you given the way you were acting but he couldn’t help but feel his heart cracking at your reaction.
“I… umm… Are you… did you… last night…” you stumbled, unable to get anything coherent out. You stopped talking, sucking in a shaky breath.
“Hey…” he looked at you with big round eyes, soft and sweet and full of nothing but concern for you.
You lowered the sheets a bit, still clutching them to your chest. “I’m sorry I just… I umm… I don’t know…” you let out a nervous laugh.
“Do you remember what happened last night?” he asked softly.
You two were both completely sober, of course you remembered. You nodded bashfully in response to his question.
“Are you hurt?” he asked with worry.
You checked in with yourself for a moment, nothing hurt. If anything you actually felt loose, relaxed. You shook your head ‘no’.
“Do you regret it?” you mumbled almost incoherently but he heard you.
“What?! Of course not, I thought last night was rather… beautiful.” he responded honestly, a slight blush on his cheeks.
You carefully slid one of your hands into his. “I’m sorry… I just got embarrassed… then I got worried maybe you didn’t… enjoy it as much as I did… or if it was disappointing… or where we really go from here…” you sighed, you felt so stupid.
“Baby last night was… amazing - truly. I… haven’t felt that way with anyone before. And I… love you. Not for the sex but for you. And if you want to… I’d like to keep dating, maybe even have a repeat of last night every so often?” he smirked at you slightly.
You blushed at his comment but couldn’t stop hearing three words in your mind. “I love you.”
You loosened your grip on the sheets completely, your chest exposing itself as they fell. Christian’s eyes stayed on your face before you pulled in and kissed him. Christian held still for a moment before gently wrapping his arms around you, falling back into the pillows with you on his chest.
“I love you.” you said when you finally had to suck in some air.
Christian smiled at you like you were his whole world. You were and he would show you every chance he got.
“Any chance at a repeat of last night?” you said shyly with a slight waver in your voice.
“I’m sure something can be arranged.” he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
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Naboo's Note:
Just a short one for our lovely DPR IAN. XOXOXOXOX
Insanity
Christian Yu / Mr. Insanity x Y/N - drabble - 680 WC
Masterlist
Warnings: mania, manic behaviors, reader being slightly scared of Mr. Insanity, co-regulation, mention of medications, L bomb, fluff, v cute if I may say so myself
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You woke up to the sound of plates clinking in the kitchen. You looked at the clock, 5:48 AM, Christian was never up this early typically. You shuffled out of bed and to the kitchen. You saw him racing around the kitchen, cooking god knows what. His body language was off. He seemed skittish - nothing like Christian or Mito.
“Baby?” you said from the doorway.
Christian turned to you with a huge smile plastered on his face, he dropped the plates to the counter before rushing to you and enveloping you into a bear hug. You let out a squeak of surprise before he crushed his lips against yours. You pushed him back softly, trying to meet his gaze.
“I’m so glad you’re awake! I thought I’d make breakfast for us and then we could go out for the day! Maybe the Han River? Or Busan? Oh! Maybe we go abroad!” Christian said with excitement. He moved around the kitchen babbling away, so quickly it was almost incoherent.
Your eyes watched him cautiously; this wasn’t Christian or Mito. This was Mr. Insanity whom you had never met before. He was the definition of mania.
“Did I tell you I went on a run this morning? It was so refreshing I feel invincible!” he said before sliding to the oven and taking out whatever was inside. “Ugh I just love you so much!” he said, looking at you from afar.
You tried to keep your face calm as you took careful steps towards him. “Christian, honey…”
You saw him grimace ever so slightly at his name.
“Hey baby, why don’t we go back to bed for a bit, hm?” you tried to suggest.
“Oh you wanna go to bed?” he said seductively, quickly getting to you to slip his hands under your shirt and caress your hips.
You shook your head, “No baby… I think you could use a little rest, that’s all.”
“But I have so much energy!” he whined, backing up from you.
You grabbed his hand, “Insanity… baby please, you are a million miles away from here… I need you to come back down, to ground yourself in reality with me.”
Christian looked confused, then angry, then sad. “You don’t like me as much as Christian and Mito, do you?” he said, squeezing your hand.
You smiled softly at him, “I just don’t know you as well, but I’d like to. You just gotta come with me, we gotta regulate. When was the last time you took your meds?” you asked.
Christian didn’t meet your eyes, “A week ago… maybe more?” he mumbled.
You let out a small sigh, “Oh my love, you know you have to take them. The same with my pills, I have to take them. Why don’t we go take them together, yeah?” you said. After particularly bad lows with Mito he would often avoid his meds, blaming them for making him worse somehow.
Insanity finally let his eyes meet yours, they were big and glossy. He nodded gently; you led him to your shared bathroom before filling up your cup of water. You placed Christian’s pills in his hand before grabbing yours. You handed him the cup first, watching him swallow them down. Then you took yours.
His eyes held shame. You reached up to hold his cheek, “What is it my love?” you said.
Christian held your hand against his face, “I just… wish I wasn’t so broken.”
“Hey,” you said sharply, making Christian snap his eyes to yours. “You are not broken. You are wonderful. Christian. Mito. Insanity. I love them all. You are all I could ever want or need. I love you.” there was no room to question what you said, your tone was definitive.
Christian shook his head, “I don’t think I can go to bed… Can we maybe watch a movie?” you could see his hands were still shaky and fidgety.
“Sure baby, whatever you want. I need to get to know you, Mr. Insanity.” you smiled at him before dragging him to the living room.
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Naboo's Note:
A quick fic based off a request I got! I based a lot of the manic behaviors off of my own manic behaviors (I have bipolar disorder with borderline traits) so they are as accurate as can be. I hope ya'll like it, please let me know or shoot me more requests! XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!!!
Weekend With You
Christian Yu / Mito x Y/N - drabble - 1.1K WC
Masterlist
Warnings: FLUFF AF, menstruation, embarrassment, they are both such good boyfriends I cannot stress this enough, very sweet, I guess this could be slight hurt/comfort?
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Christian watched as you slept peacefully. The way your chest rose and fell softly was hypnotizing, he felt like he could watch you like this forever.Your eyes fluttered open and found his almost instantly. He leaned in, “Good morning lovely.” he said with a smile while pressing a kiss to your cheek.
You smiled before your face scrunched up, “Oh for fucks sake!” you said with anger in your voice before you quickly got up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom.
Christian sat up, looking at the shut bathroom door with confusion. He pulled the covers back to follow after you then he saw it. A little puddle of blood staining the sheets on your side. Oh. On one hand, he understood why you felt the way you did. On the other, he knew you were going to feel bad and embarrassed as you two had just gotten comfortable staying at each other's apartments. Christian stood up quickly and stripped the bed, tossing the comforter into the dryer and the sheets into the wash. He remade the bed just in time for you to reemerge from the bathroom. As expected, your eyes never met him and your cheeks were burning red.
You tried to move past him, “I’m um… I’m gonna go home.” you said, picking up your sweatshirt quickly.
“No you’re not.” Christian said. He gently tugged you back to the bed where you noticed the different sheets.
“I’m really sorry about the sheets… I can buy new ones…” you mumbled.
Christian shook his head, “Absolutely not. What you can do is get back in bed and order everything you want and need while I go get my heating pad from the living room.” he said, pushing his phone into your hand.
You refused to sit down, “My underwear still has blood on it…” you whispered.
Christian thought for a second before running into his closet and bringing you back a pair of underwear. You looked at him with confusion as you took them from him, “When I modeled for Calvin Klein I got some for you but wasn’t really sure how to give underwear as a gift without looking weird or like I had ulterior motives…” he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.
You smiled softly, taking them from him, “Thank you.” you said sincerely. You moved to go back to the bathroom before Christian stopped you again, handing you clothes that were sitting on the edge of the bed.
“I thought you might want these? They're comfy and clean.” he said. You could see it on his face; he wasn’t exactly sure what to do in this situation but he was trying and it made your heart melt.
“Thank you… I’ll um, I’ll be right back.” you said, shuffling into the bathroom. You changed, setting his phone down on the countertop. You heard it buzz and looked over, it was a text from his mom.
Mom - 9:26 AM
Make sure she eats well and gets plenty of rest, water too! Whatever she wants, get it for her. A relaxing day is all she needs :)
You wanted to cry at how sweet Christian is. You had never met his mom but the fact that she knew of you, and the fact that he cared enough to text his mom and ask how to properly care for you made you absolutely sick with love. You emerged from the bathroom to Christian sitting on the bed, you made your way to him before engulfing him in a hug.
He hugged you back, “My clothes look good on you.” he mumbled into the crook of your neck with a smirk before giving your ass a light smack.
You chuckled before handing him his phone, “Your mom texted you… I um ordered some stuff, I’ll pay you back.” you said, holding onto one of his hands.
“If you pay me back I swear to god…” he joked. “I ordered us your favorite so we don’t have to cook.” he smiled at you.
“Can we stay in bed until it gets here?” you asked.
“Of course!” he said, pulling the comforter back before laying the heating pad on your abdomen and pulling the blanket back over you. He slid back into the bed next to you, pulling you into his chest.
“I’m sorry for fucking up the weekend… I know you wanted to go to the beach… and I ruined your sheets and it's all so gross…” you sighed, feeling guilty and shameful.
“Hey,” he tilted your chin up to look at him, “One - It’s not gross. It’s healthy and normal. Two - I own a washing machine, the sheets will be fine. And three - The weekend isn’t fucked because all I wanted this weekend was to be around you, beach or not.” he said confidently.
You searched his eyes for any sign of disappointment but all you saw was love. You kissed him gently before snuggling back into him.
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“Baby?... Baby!” Christian said, shaking you slightly.
Your eyes fluttered open, you looked at him and noticed his softer eyes and more sullen look. “Mito!” you said as you stretched your arms, pulling him down into a hug.
You felt him smile against your neck, “The food and stuff is here, I set it all up in the living room. Your products are in the bathroom.” he said, pulling away slightly. He picked up a glass of water from the side table before handing you two pills “Ibuprofen… for the pain.” he said.
You took them both before walking to the bathroom and using a proper sanitary product because the emergency toilet paper pad was not gonna cut it long term. You walked into the living room where Mito sat on the couch, giving you a soft smile. He held the remote out to you, “Whatever you wanna watch.” he said, pulling you down so your legs rested across his lap and you could lean into his chest.
You ate and watched random movies for hours, Mito surprising you with chocolate and other sweets he knew you enjoyed. You felt yourself starting to drift off again as he held his large, warm hand over your lower stomach. “Thank you for today…” you mumbled, “I love you so much…” you whispered before slipping off into dreamland.
Mito froze before he looked down at you with big doe eyes, he kissed your forehead, “We love you too.” he replied for all of them. It was the first time either of you had said that to each other after just a few months of dating but he knew with his whole heart that he felt nothing but love for you.
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Naboo's Note:
Hello! This was based off a request and I love it! I'm such a sucker for these types of fics. Almost all of my requests right now are for Christian Yu/Mito/Mr. Insanity so I would expect an influx of them. I hope ya'll are doing well. My first day back at work since surgery went pretty well so here's to keeping the good vibes going! XOXOXO
Whatever She Wants
Christian Yu / Mito x Y/N - drabble - 731 WC
Masterlist
Warnings: fluff, angst, protective Christian, body shaming, rudeness, honestly this is so cute I love it idk if there really are many warnings
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Christian dragged you by the hand to the next store. You rolled your eyes but couldn’t prevent a smile from cracking onto your face as he was so happy to finally be spoiling you after months away on tour. You pulled clothes as he did for you to try in almost every store. You eyed the dress he handed you, it was low cut and shorter than what you’d typically wear but his puppy dog eyes were irresistible. You tried on everything, saving his dress pick for last. You watched yourself in the mirror; it hugged your body just right. Accentuating all the right spots on you.
You opened the curtains to the dressing room seeing Christian and another man, who was presumably waiting for his own girlfriend to try on clothes. Christian’s jaw dropped, he was at a loss for words. You chuckled, giving him a little spin, “Like it?”
“Like it? Baby I’m… I… you’re just so…” he stumbled, trying to find a word that was greater than perfection because that is exactly what you were to him.
The man next to him scoffed slightly but you ignored him. “I wonder if they have it in black?” you asked, looking back in the mirror.
“I’ll go ask.” Christian said, kissing your cheek and giving your butt a cheeky pinch before he walked out of the dressing rooms.
The man sitting on the bench eyed you up and down, scoffing again. You ignored him but were growing cautious of his presence.
“Don’t you think that's a bit too short?” he said, looking at you with something akin to disgust.
Your eyes widened at his boldness to comment on your appearance. “Excuse me?” you said.
“I’m just saying a girl of your… size… shouldn’t wear clothes like that; it's unflattering.”
“I don’t remember asking for your opinion.” you said with an irritated look on your face. Your skin started to crawl and you wanted nothing more than to change back into your regular clothes.
Christian came through the door holding the same dress in black, his face was full of confusion when he met your glossy eyes. “What?” he asked, walking over to you, a comforting hand holding your waist.
“I think we should go.” you said, turning to re-enter the dressing room.
Christian saw one stray tear leave your eye, “Baby, what’s wrong.”
You flicked your gaze to the man sitting on the bench. He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes, “I just said the dress wasn’t flattering on her.” he said.
Christian’s eyes darkened and you could see the instant shift on his face - pure rage. Christian moved to the man, grasping his collar and hauling him inches away from his face. “My girlfriend can wear whatever the fuck she wants because I can break your fucking jaw.” he said, his voice low and full of hate.
The man was dwarfed by Christian, you could see the fear in his eyes as he put his hands up as if he was surrendering to Christian. “S-sorry…” the man mumbled.
“I’m not the one you need to apologize to.” Christian said, yanking the man's collar so he could look at you.
“I’m sorry,” he said with a shaky voice.
“Do better.” Christian said, tightening his grip.
“I’m very sorry, I didn’t mean anything I said!” he stuttered out.
Christian let go of him, shoving him backwards slightly. He walked back over to you, kissing your cheek. “Go change love, I’m gonna go buy this and then we can do whatever you want.” he smiled at you.
You met him up at the register as the cashier wrapped the dress before putting it into a bag. Christian carried it for you, offering you his opposite arm. “Where to next baby girl?” he asked you with a smile.
“Home.” you said, leading him towards the exit.
“Baby we don’t have to leave because of that asshole.” he said, stopping the two of you from walking.
“No, but we do have to go home because that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen and I would like to model that dress for you privately… and the underwear I’m wearing beneath it.” you said close to his ear. You felt him shutter, letting out a shaky breath full of lust.
Christian practically dragged you to the car, wanting you naked as soon as possible.
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Naboo's Note:
Hope ya'll enjoy, this was based off two different requests that I combined. Love ya'll have a good one :)
DPR IAN / CHRISTIAN YU
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Drabbles/Oneshots
Mito - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️🌈
Rest - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️🌈
Father - Christian Yu x Y/N 🍦🏳️🌈
Show Me Love - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️🌈
Drunk In Love - Christian Yu x Y/N 🍦🏳️🌈
Infinity - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️🌈
Sorry - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️🌈
Comfy - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️🌈
Little Love - Christian Yu x Y/N 🏳️🌈🎭🚫🍦
Not to Me - Christian Yu x Y/N 🏳️🌈🎭🚫🍦
Pretty Boy - Christian Yu x Y/N NSFW 18+🍦🥵🥀
Morning After - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️🌈
Insanity - Christian Yu x Y/N 🍦🏳️🌈
Weekend With You - Christian Yu x Y/N 🍦🥀
Whatever She Wants - Christian Yu x Y/N 🍦🥀🎭
Jealousy - Christian Yu x Y/N 🎭🍦🏳️🌈