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I have been so deprived of Christian Yu fics. Thanks for feeding me lol 😆
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 🍦🥀🎭
I am already so invested, this is so cool. I would love to see more!
Break from Reality 2 - C.YU
Pairing: Mr. Insanity X afab! reader
Genre: chaos & fantasy
Warning(s): some violence, bizarre imagery, mr. insanity has a god complex, mito is mentioned
A/N: Finally giving the people what they want since I saw a good handful of people enjoyed it, which makes me happy 🤍
A/N: Based on “So I Danced” MV so watch it if you don’t get the reference and if you haven’t read Part. 1
I’ll be God
I’ll be God
I’ll be God
I’ll be god today.
“Where did you even get this old thing?” You look at the very outdated 1968 Cadillac that he somehow “found”, the tan coloring chipping into a tin gray.
“Hey! Don’t insult her like that! She still works” Ian defended, blowing the remaining dust off the hood of the car.
“Where are we even going?”
“Emerald city. I have important business there and you’re gonna help me!” he beamed, startling you once more.
“Help you with what? I don’t even know you!”
“Exactly which is why it’ll work! He doesn’t know you so you would be a good distraction”
“He? Who the h-” “Heads up!” he tosses you a brown sack, which you nearly dropped because it was unexpectedly heavy. You look inside the sack, seeing a pair of black heels, pearls, and dark cloth.
“And what am I supposed to do with this? I’m not putting this on”
“Oh but you will” he tilts his head, his smile not dropping in the slightest.
“No I do-” you suddenly feel something cut off your airways, stopping your sentence as you try to breathe.
“Now what was that~? You’re in my world little one so you’re going to do as I say, got that?” he grins sadistically. You were on the verge of blacking out then you felt the pressure release, waves of air filling up your lungs, knocking you to your knees as you violently cough, your body readjusting.
“Now let’s get going!”
♟️
You both were now in the old-timey car, riding alongside the dirt road for god knows how long, finally getting on the road to Emerald City. You were not at all happy. You were in the passenger seat, sitting in a black satin dress with matching heels and pearls the same size as jawbreakers. He didn’t even tell you what the so-called “business” was. You were trying to think of conclusions that would make sense but anything was possible in this world, he’s magic after all. You see Ian in the corner of your eye. His eyes were on the road, driving with one hand on the wheel, the other tapping against the steering wheel to an imaginary beat in his strange mind but you were a quite confused yet worried because his face was resting, his cheeky smile that was imprinted on his lips wasn’t present, replaced with a blank expression. It felt.. Weird but you kept your lips sealed, silently thanking God that he didn’t talk your head off on the way there.
Your eyes begin to droop from exhaustion, having no way to tell what time it was in this place. Just as you begin to drift away, hoping to escape this vivid nightmare-
“We’re here~” Ian sings, his maniacal grin appearing back on his face. Your eyes shoot up, seeing an upcoming “Welcome to Emerald City!” sign ahead. You look outside the window, admiring the liveness of the city. The buildings were tall and flashy, hued with many shades of green from mint to the color of basil leaves. As you viewed the scenery, you saw a golden statue of a man up ahead. The man was dressed in a suit with a fedora, the hat covering his face as he was posed in a sitting position.
“Is that the mayor of this town?” You asked, not familiar with the man. Ian went quiet…
Too quiet.
“Hello? Did you not hear me?” You turn your head back to him, trying to figure out what was his problem but you were taken aback by his new appearance. His tan skin was now paler, his comically big eyes shrunk, his once lengthy black hair was now cut into a blonde pixie cut. His lips were tainted raspberry blue and he was wearing a lime green suit with mulberry polka dots.
What the fuck..
This was sooooooo goooood.
one of these nights | dpr ian
word count: 1.1k warnings: kissing. and some suggestiveness/sexual tension. a/n: finally conjured something up. hooray for me breaking a nearly 10 year dry streak of never completing a single fic of this guy?
i'm finding that i'm in no mood to write anything explicit lately (cherry bomb wore me out ok), so this will probably not be what a lot of folks are looking for, but… this was written more for my own self-indulgence than anything else. 🤓 please don’t jump me about a part 2, i don't know whether there will be one or not
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"i'm tired," you say, crossing your arms and leaning your weight against the brick wall behind you. you blink slowly, trying to placate some of your exhaustion and rest your eyes. it's not the most comfortable resting spot, but it's all you have for now until you're back in your heated apartment and in your own bed.
"it should only take him a minute to find his wallet," christian reassures you as he settles himself on the wall opposite to you, knowing how eager you are to get back home. he can't blame you, as the long night is beginning to catch up to him, too.
"i can't believe he lost it in the first place; who the hell does that?" your friend had dashed back in the direction of the restaurant once you all had gotten halfway down the block and he realized he didn't have his wallet. now you are just waiting for him to find it and come back, having ducked into this alleyway to try to get some shelter away from the winter breeze. you wouldn't have gone anywhere near this dim, narrow alley if you were with anyone else, but you trust christian to keep you safe if anything happens. it feels unusual but comforting to be able to trust someone in that way.
christian chuckles lightly and shakes his head. "y'know, i think he was a little too preoccupied flirting with the waitress to keep track of it."
despite your tiredness, you break into giggles at the remembrance of your friend's corny attempts at flirting with lines that seemed to come straight from a poorly-rated romcom.
even after your laughter dies down, your insides pleasantly warmed by the amusement, christian's eyes stay on you—intently watching. when you realize this, you meet his gaze again with a question beginning to form on your lips.
your eyes only have seconds to remain interlocked with each other's before christian is stepping forward in one long stride, his body heat filling your space and his lips capturing yours.
it's completely unexpected. what's more unexpected is the flash of scalding heat that it sends through your body, and the quiet, surprised moan it pulls from you. his lips are warm and unaffected by the cold of the outdoors. strands of his hair tickle your face, and his nose presses against your cheek, the solid metal of his nose ring disrupting the soft touch of his skin on yours.
there are the ghosts of his hands—one at your hip and the other somewhere between the nape of your neck and the side of your jaw—but neither one fully makes contact with your body, just brushing by like he's decided he can't touch you or it might overwhelm him. his mouth parts, and there is the tip of his tongue gliding across the seam of your lips. you are just about to invite him inside, but then there is nothing more.
the kiss ends before you can fully get your bearings within it. christian separates from you and a trail of spit is the only thing left connecting you both, which breaks when he backs away.
"maybe i shouldn't have done that," he says, pressing the back of his hand to his mouth. "i'm sorry." you don't know what to say to that.
the unruly breeze is back, changing directions and flooding into the narrow alley, and it makes your lips even colder than they'd otherwise be from the new moisture on them. your entire nervous system feels like it's vibrating within your body—trembling with the desire for more. you want to cross those few feet of space and go to him, meld your bodies together, crush your lips against his, scratch your nails across his back over the smooth leather of his jacket.
you might even like it if he picked you up and pressed your back against that rough brick wall—if you wrapped your legs around him and squeezed his slender waist between your thighs—if you felt his fingertips sink into the flesh of your thighs while his tongue sunk into your mouth.
but your feet stay planted right where they are.
"sorry? you don't have to be sorry. but why did you do it?"
"i just wanted to—for a while now. that's pretty selfish of me, but...fuck." he flips a hand through his hair like he always does; he does it so frequently that sometimes it distracts you from the conversation at hand. in those moments, all you can really think about is the softness of his hair as it slides through your fingers, the few times you’ve touched it before.
now, all you can think about is grasping it more firmly and controlling his movements, bringing his mouth back to yours so you can taste him again.
lost in his thoughts, he bites his lip. the vibrating of your nerves intensifies.
"well, do it again. you could be selfish with me, christian."
there's an expectant pause as you both size each other up, a mutual understanding and desire developing in the silence. christian approaches you again, but slower this time, like he's trying to gauge if you're serious. in seconds, he's right in front of you and breathing your air and staring at you like he is hungry for something only you could give him.
quietly, you reiterate: “take whatever it is that you want. i want you to do that.”
“darling...” his voice sounds deceptively gentle, teasing even though he doesn’t mean for it to be. he whispers to you as if you’re a glass figurine that could disintegrate if he speaks too loudly, even as his tattooed hand presses against the brick beside your head, already enveloping you. leaning in, his eyes flicking down to your mouth and staying there, he says: “do you really want me to—”
"hey! i found it."
you abruptly turn away from christian, looking at your friend who's standing at the entrance of the alleyway and holding his wallet up with triumph. "what are you two doing?" your friend looks at you cluelessly, though realization immediately dawns on him with an embarrassed smile he tries to tamp down.
the moment is shattered; christian's expression breaks into an awkward smile that matches your friend's, and once again the space between you is wider than you'd like for it to be, his arm back at his side. "dude..."
you give a heavy sigh and roll your eyes, suddenly remembering how tired you are. "...nothing. let's go home."
˜”*°• *.* ˜”*°• ! dpr ian masterlist ! •°*”˜ *.* •°*”˜
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| Headcanons |
DPR IAN as a boyfriend!
going to the gym with bf DPR IAN!
| Reactions |
Nothing Yet!
| Fake Texts |
Nothing Yet!
| Drabbles |
Nothing Yet!
| Series |
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| Timestamps |
Nothing Yet!
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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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
Masterlist
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
Masterlist
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
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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!!!!!!!!!
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
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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
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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
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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 🎭🍦🏳️🌈
Jealousy
Christian Yu / Mito x Y/N - drabble - 1.1K WC
Masterlist
Warnings: jealousy, fluff, hurt/comfort, sweet af, Christian being a great boyfriend
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You sat on your couch watching the TikTok Live that showed the airport Christian was supposed to be arriving at. Finally he emerged from the gate, and was immediately swarmed with fans, his security doing everything they could to get him to the van waiting for him outside. You smiled seeing him, knowing he would be home soon. You had been dating for over a year but his team still said you needed to be kept a secret. Neither of you liked it, but you did it to support his career the best you could. You watched Christian smile and wave while walking before one fan slipped through security, coming face to face with him. She pulled him into a kiss by the collar of his shirt. Your stomach dropped; Christian’s security dragged the girl away before practically shoving Christian into the van. You turned off your phone, throwing it on the seat next to you. You were jealous and you knew it was a stupid, unfair jealousy. He had no control over it, yet you couldn’t help but feel jealous that some rando got to kiss him in public but you couldn’t? His long time girlfriend couldn’t even be seen with him, let alone kiss him in public. You picked up your phone as it buzzed repeatedly. Opening Twitter you saw an endless amount of comments and tweets about the mystery girl who kissed Christian. People were actually shipping them. You huffed throwing your phone back on the couch before marching yourself to the bedroom. You stripped down, thinking a hot shower might wash it all away. As the beads of warm water danced over your skin you almost felt calmer. Almost. You saw the comments replay in your head.
“She’s so thin and pretty!!”
“Awwww meet cute for the win!”
“Future couple?!”
“I just know this man is gonna marry her!”
You don’t know when it happened but you felt something hotter than the shower run down your cheeks. Sniffles and sobs followed quickly. You sat in the bathtub, letting the water hit your back as you sobbed into your hands.
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Christian was confused at the silence he heard when he opened the front door. He took his shoes off and left his luggage by the front door, wanting nothing more than to be wrapped up in you after being on tour for 6 months. When he heard the shower running as he got closer to your shared bedroom he smiled. He slipped his shirt off, closing the bathroom door softly. Then he heard sniffles and a small sob.
“Baby?” Christian said, pulling the shower door open just to see you sitting on the stone floor.
You didn’t even move to greet him, feeling angry with yourself that this is what he had to come home to all because you were jealous over something stupid.
“Get out.” you mumbled.
“Baby what’s wrong?” he said, starting to lean into the shower, water cascading down half of him.
“I said get out!” you said, harsher than you intended.
Christian backed up. He knew when you asked for space to give it to you. Yet he couldn’t help but feel a pang of hurt when your first instinct to seeing him was wanting him to go. He left the bathroom, changing his clothes and sitting on the bed patiently for you to come out.
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You sat for another few minutes before sighing and getting up. You finished showering and got dressed in the bathroom, not wanting Christian to so much as look at your body right now. You took a breath before walking out, seeing him sitting on the bed. When you looked in his eyes you could tell it was Mito and you knew exactly where his mind went when you told him to leave. He stood up, his eyes not meeting yours with a solemn look on his face. You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, letting your head rest on his broad chest.
“Did I do something wrong?” he asked, leaning his cheek on the top of your head as he hugged you back.
“No, I’m just being stupid.” you sighed, hiding your face in his chest.
“Wanna tell me about it?” he asked.
You paused for a moment; you knew he’d be understanding but you felt so shitty for even wanting to bring it up. “The girl at the airport…” you started.
He pulled back slightly, panic swarming his face. “She kissed me - I didn’t want to, you have to believe me.” he said, his voice cracking slightly.
You held his face in your hands, “No baby, I know. I’m just… jealous.” you said begrudgingly.
His eyebrows furrowed, “Jealous?” he said questioningly.
You let go of him, flopping onto the bed. You stared at the ceiling, “I just… wish I could kiss you in public. Hold your hand. Go on dates. Hell - just be with you in public. I don’t want to put your career in jeopardy, it's the last thing I want. But it's… hard sometimes. Being a secret. I love you, you love me. What do we have to be ashamed of?” you babbled on, finally letting your emotions spill forth.
Mito climbed on top of you, “You’re right.” he said simply. He kissed over your face gently, moving down your neck and chest slowly.
You hummed at the contact, your body finally remembering how much you missed him.
Mito held your face in his hands, thumbing away the last few tears that slipped from your eyes. “I love you and I have missed you terribly… let me show you?” he asked slipping his hands under your shirt to rub circles into your hips.
You smiled, leaning up to kiss him. You nodded and watched as he descended you body, shimmying your underwear off.
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Christian watched you as you slept on his chest, his fingers tracing over your shoulder absentmindedly. He opened Instagram, posting a picture of you two from a few weeks ago. You had built a blanket fort in the living room and were snuggled up against him, both of you wearing hoodies with animal ears on them. You two looked so incredibly happy and nobody could deny that. He looked at it for a while, then at you. He wanted you forever, he just hoped you wanted him too. He wrote a short caption before posting it. Turning his phone off he wrapped his arm around you, kissing your forehead before falling asleep himself.
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You shook Christian awake, “Christian Yu why do I have over 40,000 notifications?” you asked.
Christian smiled, "Do you wanna go out to dinner tonight?” he asked in return.
“What? You know we can’t go out together.” you said, looking at him confused.
“We can do whatever we want now.” he said, handing you his phone and showing you the post.
You looked down with shock before throwing yourself on him, “I love you, but respectfully, were not leaving this bed…” you said as you tugged at the waistband of his underwear down.
Christian laughed, pulling you into a kiss as he let his hands roam your body.
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Naboo's Note:
Hey all :) I hope this is a good one, it is based off a request. Sorry fics have been slow to roll out, work is insane and I'm on call this week so next week will probably be better for fics because I get off early and can actually do whatever (i'm going to smoke so much weed it would make Willy Nelson jealous). I hope to get some more request soon, love y'all! XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!!!