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Lee Know x reader A criminal minds inspired au

Warnings: swear words, mentions of rape, pedophilia, death, blood Genre: crime, mystery, angst, fluff Word count: 3.3k (3370 words)

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“Mum when will lunch be ready?”

“Soon, I just gotta do one last thing. Why don’t you go wash your hands?”

“Okay!” The little girl ran to the bathroom.

As the mother was finishing up putting the food in the plates the bell rang. The mother raised an eyebrow, as she wasn’t expecting anyone to come over. She walked to the door and peeked the peep hole, seeing a man with papers in his hands.

“Who is it?” She asked not opening the door.

“Hello! I’m Kwangsoo from a research group. Do you have time for a few questions? I promise it won’t take more than 5 minutes.” He spoke and the woman sighed unlocking her door.

“This is anonymous, so you don’t have to give me your name, but I’ll need other information.” He said and the woman nodded.

“Age? Even approximately.” He joked and the woman chuckled.

“I don’t hide my age. I’m 43.” She replied and the man gasped.

“Wow. I was expecting you’d be in your thirties. You look very young!” He complimented and the woman chuckled, letting out a small ‘thank you’.

“Do you have kids?” He asked and the woman nodded. “Yes, an 8 year old daughter.”

“Ah, brilliant. She’s on second grade at school right?” He asked while scribbling down the answers. “Yes and she is going so well!” the woman smiled and the man nodded, smiling back.

“Do you smoke?” he asked and the woman shook her head ‘no’.

“Ah, very good. This is mostly what we needed to know. If you were a smoker, I’d ask whether you smoke around your kid, in which areas of the house do you smoke, if you’d let your kid smoke, or even urge it to smoke. But since you don’t smoke, I think we are done here!” The man said and the woman smiled. “Glad I helped!”

“Yeah…” the man trailed off but didn’t move.

“Is there anything else you want?” the woman asked confused, her eyebrows furrowing. “Ah, no, no. I got everything I wanted.” He said and put his pen in his pocket. Before the woman could awkwardly close the door in the man’s face, he pulled out a gun, making the woman gasp. “Don’t scream, or I’ll shoot.” He threatened and the woman slowly walked back in, the man following her.

“Where is your daughter now?” The man asked. “She’s not here.” The woman replied hoping her daughter would hear and take the hint.

“Mommy, who is this man?” The girl asked and the woman sighed.

“Come here, little girl, I’m your mum’s friend.” The man said and the woman glared.

“Do not fucking touch her.” She said through gritted teeth and the man clicked his tongue.

“I don’t think you’re the one to call the shots here, sweetheart.” He said and finished tying the woman on the chair.

“What’s your name, little one?” He asked the girl. “I’m Ara. What are you doing to my mum?”

“We are going to do a little show for mommy. Now, why don’t you take your pants off?”

“How do I do this, though?” You asked and Jisung shook his head, softly chuckling at you. “It’s no big deal. It’s not like you’re confessing a murder or something. Just go up to him and say it.” He said and you slapped your hand over his mouth.

“Why are you so loud? He will hear you! Shhh!” You panicked and he just laughed again, removing your hand from his mouth.

“Calm down. Stress is not good for-” he started but was interrupted by Felix.

“We have a case. It’s bad.” He said with widened eyes and the three of you rushed to the conference room.

“What happened now?” Changbin asked with a bored tone making Chan glare at him.

“It’s bad. Very bad.” Felix repeated and Chan sighed.  “Two cases. Same killer. They raped the daughter, tied the mom and made her watch. The fathers were absent.”

“Oh my god.” You said and Felix continued. “Mother Lee Yoonah and daughter Kim Ara were the first two victims and yesterday mother Hwang Eunji and daughter Moon Minji were the next two.”

“What about the fathers?” Chan asked.

“Kim Donghyun was at work and found the first two victims like this. Moon Juwon and his wife were divorced. He was notified that their daughter didn’t attend school the next day.” Felix answered and everyone nodded.

“Any connections between the victims?” Seungmin asked.

“Nope. The families lived in different areas, the kids went to different schools, no common after school activities and the mothers attended different universities.” Felix said.

“What about the fathers?” Minho asked. “I haven’t searched yet.” Felix replied.

“Felix, you will go find any connection between the fathers. Search if they were at the same school, university, work place, anything they might have in common. Minho and I will visit the second crime scene and then the school of the second girl. Changbin, Han, you guys will talk to Moon Juwon at the police station. Seungmin and Jeongin, you guys will go to the school of the first girl. Hyunjin and (y/n) will find Kim Donghyun in his house, since there’s no crime scene for the first two victims.” Chan ordered.

“Ah, yes! Here is the box with photos of the evidence of the first crime scene. It’s all the police could find.” Felix said and handed you the box.

“Let’s go find the bastard.” Chan said and everyone got up.

“He really made them watch their daughters getting raped and then shot them.” Chan exclaimed not able to believe it. “I swear to god when we catch this bitch, I’ll make him pay.” Minho murmured as he examined the crime scene more, with the help of the police officers.

“There are no signs of forced entry.” An officer informed Chan. “They were about to have lunch together. The table was made and the food is untouched.” Minho appeared from the kitchen.

“The man somehow got in. Probably knocked? Earned the trust of the mother and was allowed in.” Chan thought out loud.

“He personally knew the victims. That’s an act of hatred.” Minho said and Chan nodded. “I’ll text Felix to check if the two families had common friends”

“Mr Juwon?” Jisung walked in the room, seeing Moon Juwon with his head in his hands.

He carefully sat across him on the table, Changbin copying him.

“Why?” The broken man asked.

“That’s what we want to find out too, Mr Juwon. We would like to ask you a few questions about your ex-wife and your daughter, if that’s okay with you.” Changbin spoke and the man nodded.

“You said you were informed about your daughter’s absence from school, correct?” Jisung started and the man nodded.

“I called her mother on her cellphone right after, when she didn’t pick up I panicked because I knew she’d be awake and on her way to work at this hour. I decided to go over there and check if someone was home and then… I-I saw…” The man started breathing heavily, tears spilling from his eyes and Changbin moved towards him.

“Take deep breaths with me. Come on,” and the man tried to synchronize his breathing with Changbin’s.

“Would you like to stop?” Jisung asked after the man calmed down, but he shook his head ‘no’.

“It was concluded that the killer did this around noon. Can you tell us where you were at that moment?” Changbin asked and the man looked at him with widened eyes.

“Are you accusing me of killing my ex-wife and my daughter?” he asked and Jisung sighed.

“It’s not like we can’t suspect you, but by confirming an alibi, we can get many answers, such as whether you are a suspect or not, and if you aren’t, then we can try and find out how did the person know you’d be away, or that you wouldn’t be visiting them and end up ruining his plans.”

“I was at work. You can ask my boss and check the cameras of the parking lot and see me entering my car and leaving at about 5:15pm. Extra 15 minutes, because I was collecting my stuff and took the stairs to go down instead of the elevator.” He replied and the two men nodded.

“Kim Ara was a little angel. Her mother was so sweet too. She was friends with all the other parents. I don’t see how anyone could do something this brutal to them.” The principal spoke. “Could anyone be jealous of the two? Maybe a parent that wasn’t that social even if they tried, or a kid that was jealous of Ara?” Seungmin asked and the principal shook her head. “I wasn’t aware of anything like that. When we informed the other parents, they all seemed devastated and they all cried.”

“People can act.” Jeongin quietly let out and the principal nodded.

You knocked on the door and let out a shaky breath making Hyunjin raise his eyebrow at you and make a mental note to himself to ask you about it later.

“Who is it?”

“Mr Kim, we’re with the FBI, we would like to talk to you, if you have time.” You said and the man opened the door seeing your badges before letting you in.

“I could have been there to protect them.” The man said and Hyunjin sighed.

“Don’t think like that. We were informed that you were at work, at the time it all happened, correct?”

“Yes. That day I had a headache in the morning and was thinking of calling in sick, but I had a lot of work to do and didn’t want to leave it for another day.” Kim Donghyun said and you nodded.

“We heard that your wife was very social and had talked to all the parents of students in Ara’s school.” You said and the man sighed.

“Yoonah is….well, was a social butterfly. She was extroverted, she was friendly, and she helped everyone. She was an angel on earth.”

“Could anyone perhaps be jealous of her or your daughter?” You asked.

“Oh, no. Everyone loved her. Even since she was at school, everyone called her a sunshine. She had no enemies, she forgave everyone no matter what, which is why some people tried to use her. But she still had faith in humans.”

“Did you get any information from the school?” Chan asked Seungmin on the phone. “No, not really. No enemies, no one jealous of them. Everyone just loved these people.” He said and Chan sighed. “Well, there must have been someone jealous of them. Anyway, I’ll meet you guys back in the police station.” He said and hung up, before dialing Changbin’s number.

“Any information?”  “The father has an alibi, so he obviously isn’t a suspect. But other than that nothing special. What about you?”

“No, nothing. The girl was a good enough student, her mother didn’t really engage with the other parents. We’re coming to the police station now.” He said and hung up.

“I’m thinking of selling this house and leaving. It’s hard to sleep in this house, wake up and sit on the couch where it all happened.” Kim Donghyun murmured.

“It might be good for you. To make a new start, I mean.” You answer and Hyunjin got up from the seat next to you.

“Do you mind if I look around? Just in case there is any evidence the police missed?” He asked.

“It was cleaned up, but feel free to search anything.” The man said and waved a hand in dismissal.

Chan’s phone beeped on his pocket and he picked it up, handing it to Minho, as he was driving.

“Felix? What is it?” He asked.

“Oh my god, you won’t believe it, the fathers could know each other.”

“How so?” Minho asked. “They attended the same university, had different majors, but shared a few common classes.”

“Inform the others who are at the police station, we will inform (y/n) and Hyunjin” Chan said and Minho hung up.

Hyunjin paced around the room, connecting each photo by the police to every corner of the house.  He stared at the man’s big library pulling out a random book and read its title.

“You seem to have many books” He commented and the man looked up.

“Yeah, I was kind of a bookworm ever since I was a kid. Yoonah and I even tried to make a book club in college. We weren’t enough people, since according to the rules we needed at least 5 and we were only 4, so we never got to actually make it.” He said and Hyunjin nodded.

Right in that moment your phone beeped with a text.

“Oh my god,” You said out loud and looked at the man across you with widened eyes.

“What is it?” Both he and Hyunjin said at the same time.

“Do you perhaps know a person named Moon Juwon?” You asked and Hyunjin raised an eyebrow.

The man stood up and moved towards Hyunjin, picking the book exactly next to the one Hyunjin had picked and pulled out a photo.

“This is my wife, me and Moon Juwon. He was one of the people who wanted to be in our book club.” The man said.

“Who was the other person?” You asked and the man paused.

“I... don’t remember his name. We weren’t really close, we just agreed to let him in the book club because we needed people. He didn’t take it well when we were told that we can’t make it. We found an old building and held it here, trying to show other people that we aren’t nerds for wanting to have a book club, but he found out and was angry we never told him” He said.

You pulled out the phone and called Chan.

“The fathers know each other. They wanted to make a book club. The killer is probably the 4th person, but we don’t know his name.” You spoke quickly.

“Where was that book club held?” Minho asked and pulled out his phone to text Felix for directions. The man gave the men the address and you hung up and sighed.

 “Felix, tell the others to ask Juwon if he remembers the name of the fourth person and give them directions to the building. Chan and I are heading there now.” Minho said as soon as Felix picked up, as Chan turned the wheel and drove in the direction of the building.

The two men reached the building faster than the rest of the team and the police.  Minho immediately tried to open the door, but Chan blocked him, stopping his actions.

“What the fuck are you doing, man?” Minho yelled.

“Are you out of your mind? We have to wait for the others to come first, we can’t just go in there alone!” Chan reasoned and Minho scoffed.

“We don’t even know if he is in there. Let’s just go inside.” He said and got out of the car making Chan sigh, but copy his actions. He wouldn’t let him go in there all alone.

Minho kicked the door and walked right in, checking the rooms, Chan following his actions. He motioned Minho to follow him, seeing something like a shadow moving in the room in front of him. They walked right in coming face to face with the killer, who held a gun towards them.

“Put the gun down now!” Minho ordered but the man didn’t move in inch.

“No! They deceived me! They gave me false hope and got what they deserved!” The man screamed at the top of his lungs.

“What did the poor little girls do to you?” Chan said, trying to play for time, until the rest of the team arrived.

“I wanted to make their parents suffer. Seeing their little girls being raped by me, seeing them cry and beg for me to stop.”

“You’re a sick bastard.” Minho spat out and the man laughed.

“I don’t care what you think of me. You don’t understand because you didn’t go through this.”

“Then tell us. Help us understand.” Chan said and the man laughed again.

“I know this is a trick. You can’t possibly think I’m that stupid.” He said and moved to aim at Chan, but before he could fire, Minho shot him on the leg, making him fall to the ground and drop his gun.

Chan rushed towards the gun taking it away, while Minho held the man’s arms behind his back, searched for any other weapons and handcuffed him.

In that moment, hearing the gun shot, the rest of the team, who had just arrived, rushed out of their vehicle. They saw Chan and Minho dragging the injured man outside.

“What the hell? Why didn’t you wait for us?” Changbin yelled and took the man from Minho’s arms.

“I couldn’t wait knowing this bitch could be in there,” Minho said and Seungmin sighed.

“Next time please wait for us. We know you hate cases that involve rapes the most, especially of kids, but you can’t just act impulsively.” He said making Chan nod, agreeing with the younger male.

“It won’t happen again,” Minho promised and Jeongin sighed, finally having solved this case.

Soon, Hyunjin and you arrived too and were informed about what happened and you rushed towards Minho, engulfing him in your arms.

“Why the fuck would you scare me like this? You could have been shot in there! Are you out of your mind?” You said hitting his chest softly, making the man chuckle.

“It’s okay now. I’m fine! See?” he said and opened his arms to show you that he wasn’t hurt at all.

“Still, I’m supposed to avoid such stressful situations. It’s bad for-” You said and pressed your lips together to avoid continuing your sentence, making Minho widen his eyes.

“It’s bad for…? For who?” he prompted you to continue, but you shook your head.

“I wasn’t supposed to tell you like this,” You said and buried your face in his chest, as he instinctively wrapped his arms around you.

“Tell me what, baby?” He asked and you sighed, before looking deep into his eyes.

“I’m pregnant.” You said and his eyes widened.

“F-for real? Y-you’re really p-pregnant?” a huge smile hovered his face when he saw you nod.

“WE’RE PREGNANT! WE’RE PREGNANT! WE ARE GONNA HAVE A BABY! WE’RE PREGNANT!” He yelled at the top of his lungs, making the rest of the team turn to look at you.

“ARE YOU SERIOUS?” Changbin asked and pushed Han who was standing next to him.

“Dude why aren’t you excited? THEY’RE PREGNANT!” he yelled making him and you chuckle.

“Jisung knew,” you said and Minho gasped. “He knew before me?”

“I’m sorry, baby” you said and tried to kiss his cheek but he avoided it.

Suddenly you were stolen from Minho’s arms, an excited Changbin twirling you around.

“Oh my god, I wanna be the godfather! I’m going to spoil this kid. I’ll be the cool godfather that will bring it many presents and they will be so cool because they’ll be just like me!” He rambled and you begged for him to put you down.

“Changbin you idiot, don’t twirl her around like this, she is a pregnant woman now.” Seungmin said and Changbin apologized to you, placing you down.

“Congratulations (y/n)” Chan said and hugged you, before hugging Minho and congratulating him too.

Jeongin engulfed you in a big hug too, waddling from side to side, making you chuckle as he whispered “I’ll be a better godfather than Changbin-hyung, keep this in mind,”

“I heard that you little shit!” Changbin yelled making everyone laugh.

“Was everyone planning to ever tell me or did I have to overhear it while I was on the phone with Hyunjin?” Felix whined when you all came back to your offices, making you chuckled when he hugged you.

“I’ll be the coolest godfather, I-” He started but Minho cut him off.

“Enough with the godfathers. Literally everyone has already offered.”

“I told (y/n) first!” Jisung whined.

“I haven’t offered to be the godfather!” Seungmin exclaimed.

“Congratulations! You’re the godfather,” Minho said making everyone else whine.

Partners for the night 3

Swinger!Lee Know x Swinger!reader

Summary: Your husband, Hyunjin, and you recently joined a swinger club and haven’t had the chance to meet many people. So you decided to chat up with people together, before finding your own partners for the night. Tonight, you finaly got to meet Mr Lee, the man you’ve heard a lot about.

Genre: Smut

Warnings: swear words, swinging, drinking, oral (m receiving), face fucking, degrading, riding, fingering, no aftercare (per request)

Word count: 1.3k (1359 words)

A/N: You can read every part individually, since it’s just different p.o.v.s of the same night.

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“I don’t know, personally this is my favorite building out of all.” You said, but Mr Lee shook his head. “My favorite was one a few years back, when Mr and Mrs Bang were still presidents. It was royalty themed and it was so realistic. It was the party with the biggest attendance!” Mr Lee said.

“Sadly, we weren’t in the club back then, but we’ve heard a lot about it.” Your husband, Hyunjin, said. “The current presidents are doing an amazing job too. I was a little worried at first, since I didn’t know them well and didn’t know what to expect from them, but they host amazing parties every time.” Mr Lee complimented. “Speaking of the current presidents, have you seen them around?” Hyunjin asked Mr Lee.

“They’re probably still at the door greeting guests. But I think my wife and I were one of the last couples to come, so they’re probably about to close it.” He said and Hyunjin nodded.

“I will go check. Thank you.” He said and left the two of you alone. “So, Mr Lee,” you trailed off as the man finished his drink and threw his cup away before looking at you.

“Yeah?” he asked, but you didn’t really know what to tell him, so you awkwardly shrugged. He chuckled and leaned closer to you, his eyes never leaving yours.

“I’ll be direct. I hate small talk. I always did. I want to fuck you and I can’t do it right here, so, do you want to follow me to a room?” he explicitly said making you shudder. Mr Lee was known for being very direct with what he wants. For some, it was rude, but to you it was so hot.

He didn’t pretend that you weren’t a quick fuck and you loved how, from what you’ve heard, he never treated other women as well as he treats his wife. You had seen him keep his arm around her waist all the time until they parted ways. To the women he got with at parties, he was cold and distant, but it made you so intrigued.

“Yes,” you replied, making him smile satisfied with your answer. “Follow me, then,” he said and moved towards some rooms, not even bothering to guide you through the crowd. You walked past couples making out and even walked passed Mr Lee’s wife talking to Mr Bang, but you didn’t know if he noticed her.

He opened the door and walked in first, without waiting for you. You followed and closed the door behind you, but not before putting a ‘do not disturb’ sign on.

“Come here,” he ordered, sitting on the couch the room had, not even letting you look around the place. You walked towards him and he pointed at the floor with his eyes, signaling you to kneel. You followed his orders and kneeled in front of his spread legs. He pushed his pants and underwear down, revealing his almost fully hard cock and looked at you with an expectant look.

“Suck.” He ordered as if you were supposed to already know what he wanted you to do. After you were given permission, you immediately started stroking his cock and wrapped your lips around the head, softly sucking it into your mouth. You teased it with your tongue, before you started taking more in. “Good girl,” he said, his jaw clenching feeling your warm mouth around him. You pumped what you couldn’t fit and started bopping up and down his dick. You moved your other hand to cup his balls, making him hiss and throw his head back.

“Let me fuck your throat,” he said, let you pull away and stood up. You stayed on your knees and started pumping him once more, before opening your mouth for the handsome man. He slowly pushed inside, helping you get used to the size of him and you were thankful he was this considerate. Soon, he started fucking your throat, each time making you take a little more.

Finally, with a hard thrust, he bottomed out, making you take all of it in and gag around him. You pulled away coughing a little making him chuckle.

“Come on, little slut, get undressed and sit on all fours on the bed,” He said and your eyes almost rolled to the back of your head at the name. You felt so dirty. You didn’t even know you loved to feel degraded like this.

“Hasn’t your husband ever called you that? It’s sad, because it’s exactly what you are. You’re just a little slut who likes to sleep with other men.” He said and you looked away in shame, but so turned on.

He rolled on a condom and pushed inside of you immediately. “You’re so wet I didn’t even have to prep you. You’ve been fucked by so many other men, you don’t need time to adjust.” He groaned out and you know he knew this wasn’t accurate, but it still added a lot to the fun.

His pace didn’t falter, as he kept pushing in and out of you. He kept mumbling a few stuff you didn’t catch because you were so lost in your own world, as he kept hitting a spot inside of you that made you see stars.

“I’ll cum soon,” he warned, but you couldn’t reply, as your arms stopped supporting your weight and your head fell against the pillow. The angle made both of you cum immediately, and Minho rode out his high and pulled out of you immediately.

“You can clean up first,” he said and you thanked him and collected your clothes and headed to the bathroom.

When you were done, he told you not to wait for him, as he closed the bathroom door behind him. You put on your shoes and left the room, deciding to walk around to explore the ship-themed building just a little more.  

Of course, the theme of the party was nice, just as you had said, Minho thought. But he still preferred the Royalty themed party Mr and Mrs Bang organized. But was it because it was very realistic or was it because it was the night he fuck the president’s wife?

He could remember the day like it was yesterday, because he had managed to make such mess of the president’s wife, she needed help to walk afterwards.

“Are you gonna cum again for me?” He asked, but the president’s wife just meowled in response. “You can’t even form words?” He chuckled and continued abusing her g-spot with his fingers, trailing his other hand from her ass cheek to the back of her head, before pressing it against the pillow.

She drooled on it, the pleasure making her see stars. It was the third time she had come in one night. After he made her cum while riding his dick, he spanked her for not making him cum, positioned her on all fours and fucked her from behind until he came. She came again at the same time as him, so he decided to punish her with his fingers ‘for being a needy slut’ as he had said.

However, his favorite part of the night wasn’t this.

“Go clean up,” He said waving a hand to dismiss her, but she just whined not able to move from the bed. “Do you want me to bring you your husband here? Have him clean you up?” He said and she nodded much to his surprise. At first he didn’t actually mean it and would even go against his own rules and help the woman clean up a little, but he was shocked by her response.

He cleaned up quickly and got dressed. He moved towards the bar that was set up and got a glass of water. Luckily, right next to him was president Chan. “Here, give this to your wife in room 8. It’s right up the stairs.” He handed the glass to the man and smirked at his shocked expression and widened eyes, before leaving him to go find his wife, as he himself looked around for his wife too.

Part 1 (Chan) | Part 2 (Hyunjin) | Part 4 (Changbin)

cat cafe | lee minho x reader | 721 w.

Co-owning a cat cafe has been a successful attempt to make a side income for Minho. Plus point because he gets to see them more frequently than his actual cats.

Another plus point because you're his co-owner.

"We really need to talk about the interior design. I feel like it's too dull and need more color or something," you said on the phone. You admit the location of this cafe is a bit... secluded. But with the power of social media, you believe this place can thrive.

On the other line, Minho was looking through his laptop screen. Scrolling through countless pictures about "Cat cafe interior designs." He knows absolutely nothing about interior design, but if you say so, he'll find a way to make it work. You talk more about changing this and that, what's the most important thing to do according to you and the internet.

"I hope you're actually listening," you said quietly. You realize that he hasn't spoken any words since he picked up the phone 5 minutes ago.

"I am!" Minho assured. He had already texted his friends for recommendations.

"M'kay, well, let's talk about this more when you have free time," you proposed.

"How about tomorrow?" he asks. "I'll make appointments with an interior designer so we can talk about it."

You open your mouth to protest, Minho is a responsible co-owner. Sometimes too responsible that he immediately agrees to everything you say. Of course, you're not complaining, but it never failed to fluster you.

"Are you free around lunch?" Minho asks again. You confirmed your free schedule for tomorrow before writing down some of your ideas.

"How did you even find an interior designer that quick?" you asked Minho when he walked into the cafe the next morning. He decided that it would be best if both of you talked first and sort out some things.

"Let's say I have... friends... who have connections..." he drawled. Your eyes widen at the confession. "It'll be great, trust me," Minho adds.

Around lunch, a middle-aged woman walked inside the cafe, looking around the place. You quickly notice this and nudge Minho's elbow. He stood up instantly, approaching the woman before guiding her to where you were sitting.

After exchanging names, she took out a catalog. Colors drained from Minho's face, a grave mistake that prompted you to look at him in confusion.

"Sorry," you said softly, "uh... I think there's a misunderstanding here." You smiled thinly. The words on the cover of the catalog look both funny and scary at the same time.

"Newlyweds Home: Interior Strategies"

Minho gulps down, mentally cursing himself.

"Oh?" the designer questioned. Looking as confused as you are. "Well, yesterday Minho said he and his partner need a consultation for a co-owned space, wouldn't that be your new home?" she continues.

"It's the cafe," Minho answered. Although his hands are itchy to snatch the catalog and look at the details of each page. He's looking at your expression, wondering if you're interested. Like he is.

"Oh!" she exclaims. Laughing awkwardly. "Well, you see, I'm actually specialized in residential interior design, not commercial ones, though I can do it as well, but I'd rather refer you to someone I know if that's okay..."

Minho inhales sharply, a smile formed on his lips. "That would be amazing, thanks!"

And just like that, the woman quickly put back the catalog in her bag, took out a name card, and slid it over to Minho. All three of you talk for a moment before Minho escorts her out.

For a split second, you were actually thinking about what it's like to actually have your own home. Build your own family. With Minho.

"Well that was awkward," Minho said when he came back in. You punched his shoulder playfully. Unable to get over the silliness. "How would I know if residential and commercial interior design is different?" he tried to defend himself. Following you to the back room.

"Well, maybe next time we'll do the research together, dummy," you said, taking a glass of water. Your cheeks feel hot for no particular reason.

"Agree," Minho answered.

Maybe next time, both of you will still consider the residential interior design too. Maybe when both of you had the courage to actually let the heart lead for once.

a/n. minho is such a "whatever you say, beautiful" typa person i just know it in my heart. also mutual pining!! isn't it frustrating to read? ((bcs it is frustrating to write...)) my reader self was like "kiss already!" but no... for this one you get to decide what happens next ((or should i make a second installation? lmk heheh<3))

somebody that i used to know

pairing: lee minho × oc (female) genre: friends to lovers; betrayal; cheating; one side feelings; angst word count: 953 summary: the first tear rolls down the cheek and another snowflake falls on the hand with it, bringing the end of what was between them closer, leaving with the feeling of loneliness instead... a/n: actually, i was inspired by both, skz' winter falls and gotye's somebody that i used to know, i was just sad and that's what i have

snow began to fill the city slowly and steadily. even though it wasn't a snowfall yet, but more like rain mixed with snow, the cold wind of winter stung her cheeks. and so, on the closed eyelids, the first, like a carved, snowflake, white on black eyelashes, falls. along with it, the first tear rolls down her cheek, a noise rang out from the front door.

"i'm sorry" a quiet word mixed in the flow of snow, while another tear rolled down girl's face.

she remembered it all as if it had happened yesterday.

"you just don't want to! you don't want to admit what i said!", yuki's voice was already breaking down, her lungs were burning and in general it seemed that the tension between them inflamed the air, despite the blizzard raging around. "damn, you're ignoring even yourself. but you know, i don't care. i don't want to care anymore..."

making a few more steps back, the girl unsuccessfully crashes into a lamppost, settling on the snow without any more strength left. seems that minako looks right through him now.

"why didn't you tell me? didn't tell before it all started? before it all went too far?!"

"it's not my fault that you're selfish. it's not my fault you're not paying attention." the gaze returns from the snow falling on the city to his face, looking into minho's brown eyes. "it's not my problem that you're like this."

the noise of the wind filled the silence between them, bursting with sniffling from yuki, hot tears burned cold cheeks, leaving sticky trails of blurred mascara. after a while, a shadow loomed over her, a dissatisfied sigh was heard. someone else's warm palms touched her own, removing frozen hands from her face.

"look at me," for some reason, lee's voice sounded just as distant, although the distance between them had shortened. "all this time: all those parties we attended together, all those evenings when we studied lectures, every time we had coffee in your kitchen on saturday morning, i was always grateful that you were there, and I'm not the only one dealing with this damn things... i know that you are the person i needed..."

yuki really remembered those endless lazy saturdays when she had to get up early and go to classes with the lack of energy, the parties of their faculty mates, where they also drank and had fun together. somehow, he's always been there and minako felt so good about it.

her lips touched someone else, she knew how he loved to bite them until they bled, and for some reason, she leaned closer, clearly feeling the taste of her cherry balm on boy's lips － but the kiss ended as quickly as it had begun.

"didn't you understand then how i feel about you? do you think i could kiss you so easily if i didn't love you?"

before any response was made, their lips touched again, this time with great pressure, it seemed to yuki that he greedily accepts every touch, as if there was no opportunity before. they had been pressed together for a long time, the only thing that popped up in her mind was "not enough", she wanted more, in case it never happened again. pulling away at the most inopportune moment, the guy once again looked into the eyes opposite.

"do you think i would be trying to fix something now if i didn't love you?"

she was shocked, to be honest, she had been thinking all this time that she would never hear the word "love" from him.

not even after countless kisses that they shared, in an attempt to get closer and understand the feelings of the other, pushing with more force, biting and then silently asking for forgiveness, almost forgetting about the need to breathe without thinking about the consequences at all. no more of it.

it seems she finally gave up at the face of feelings, made a step towards what they will have. and he is honestly glad － glad to see her smile and eyes shining not from tears. but not otherwise than in a friendly way, realizing that everything he has done now... someday, his lie will be revealed. but he will pretend while she smiles, and while his dream remains as distant and inaccessible ...

a completely empty laugh, devoid of any emotions, escaped from her lips.

"i'm sorry" echoed in her head. but what was he apologizing for? for everything? or just for cheating? maybe for lying then? although yuki was no longer sure that he hadn't lied at least once.

"im really sorry, yuki", familiar, but such a strange palm touches her shoulder, she doesn't understand what is going on in his head right now, probably doesn't want to understand him anymore.

"you're not my minho," she says, not even trying to shake off the hand from her shoulder.

"i'm sorry" is still buzzing in girl's head. and she wondered if he was sorry every time he touched her. did he regret falling asleep in the same bed with her? did he regreted about everything between them so much?

"you're just somebody i used to know."

...the snow continued to fall, laying down in flakes on the deserted night city, to not again disturb the soul basking in the warmth of the house. probably in vain they said that in the first snowfall you can meet love, because in it you can also lose it, right? the first tear rolls down the cheek and another snowflake falls on the hand with it, bringing the end of what was between them closer, leaving with the feeling of loneliness instead...

sugar, we're not

pairing: lee minho × oc (female) genre: friends with benefits to strangers, sneaky link, break up, angst, mention of hook ups, abusive/toxic relationship word count: 1104 summary: "sugar," yuki interrupted him, finally meeting his eyes, and minho saw that her own filled with tears. "we're not." a/n: once, i've just put halsey's "strangers" on repeat and here i am

she woke up all alone, as usually － he never stayed. left her in the middle of the night, so yuki always got her eyes on the other side of bed, already cold. Unconciously, she thought about his skin, warmth it radiated, how smooth it was under her fingers touch, almost burning her, overwhelming.

from time to time she thought why they kept hooking up, because everything led to the idea that they shouldn't. they must stop. at least for her not to be left broken as a glass.

"sugar, why are you thinking so much?" his voice more whisper, while lips trailing down girl's neck, leaving wet marks.

does she?

aren't they real strangers?

except of having some sort of intimacy, they had nothing to share. and that thought made her feel absolutely ruined - broken doll, that he likes to use and cannot let go, because he needed a body, not a heart.

he understood that he messed up when there was no more control in his hands. he couldn'ttouch her freely or do what he wanted, as before. and it was weird. and, oh lord, he hated it

yuki liked the idea of skinship, some kisses in elevator were always go-to option, and even more, but minho got it because of being pushed away.

"stop," came out of her mouth, preventing him from leaving hickeys on her exposed neck, from putting hand under girl's skirt.

in the begining he only laughed at that, but when minho felt the pressure of her arms on his, that didn't let him move further, he knew he had lost it. when he heard in her voice something similiar to sadness and it seemed for him that she'll cry here and now.

"I said enough," her voice was trembling. "don't touch me. i don't want."

he was so confused, wasn't that the very same thing he always did? he didn't hurt her, right? He just couldn't...

"but what's-"

"just don't fucking touch me, minho."

and that was not the only time. he had no more control over things they had, it didn't bring him the same delight that it had before, and it really made him go insane.

he didn't kiss her on the mouth anymore. he just suddenly stopped, and yuki thought, maybe he was angry, losing control over her and that was his revenge of some kind. but then she understood that it's too childish for minho.

she asked him, told him, begged him "kiss me" but he didn't and after yuki triel allover again, he replied with simple "no".

so everything that they had became rough and words got sharper. while in the beginning of their "relations" he was obsessed with kisses and touches, any possible chance to show off his affection, he wasn't anymore. boy would trail down her neck and bite her ribs couple of times, but mostly he aimed for pleasure. his own pleasure.

"guess, it's too much for us to have. i don't want it."

minho found out that she didn't look at him as before; her eyes didn't shine when yuki stared at him, and the glare of her chocolate eyes was rather cold, without previous adoration thst he liked so much. and he thought, maybe, it's a sign, that thing they had would have end soon. but he wanted them to last in some way. and he craved for yuki's gaze on him, he wanted to see her eyes roll back of desire, plesure and delight, and everything that he made her feel. he wanted to see how they widen when minho touched her. and at night, when he got easier on her, he would play with her raven-black locks and ask:

"why you are avoiding to look me in the eyes?"

she laid close, still breathing hard, with eyes barely opened. minho started to get annoyed by her silence, so his fingers tilted her head, just for girl to be able to look straight at him.

"look at me," he said.

yuki didn't, demonstratively closing her eyes.

"nah."

so they started to avoid each other's gaze, because when she was just playing cool and trying to show herself as a savage, he was ... scared to look her in the eyes, afraid to see her happy because of someone that's not him, to see yuki smile and laugh. he wanted all those things to happen with him. but when their eyes met, accidentally, her smile died down, because of someone's hand in his. so that's why she didn't look him in the eyes anymore.

they stopped talking that much. yuki thought it was because there is actually no need for them to talk, because it's not a normal relationship, they just made out here and there.

but yuki missed times, when they were at least a little bit close, so he would call her and ask for something, like advice or just anything random. but it somehow worked only for him, because he was always annoyed and angry when she called, saying he's too busy to talk with her. even if she claimed that it was really something important, minho responded that she's just wasting his time and boy would call back later.

but does she need to mention that he never did?

so, she remained broken in the end, as she expected. there was no other ending for them - they are not types to be together as an endgame. being in lack of attention, talk, love and touches, they became strangers to each other.

last time she met minho, it was really last, yuki clarified for him.

"look, what i want, i thinh i am not going to get."

"depends on what you want."

he started to act the same way, accidentally touching her palms, or stare at her too long, but the only thing changed was that yuki got this lesson learned, and minho was about to understand that she' was not going to take it twice.

"you were right, sugar-boy."

his brows flew up in shock, he was spaced out for some time and was srprized by her words.

"we're not lovers."

"oh, don't you start it-"

"there's nothing serious between us. all you wanted is a doll to play and be pleased."

"and you-"

"and i wanted all of you, not just a body. you, as a whole person."

minho looked straight at her, mad, and seemed that he was about to shout at her.

"we're just strangers, minho. admit it and let me go, cause i cannot live like this anymore."

he nervously grabbed her hand, stretched out on the table, trying to make her look into his eyes.

"you are wrong, we're just... not like others, we're a real-"

"sugar," yuki interrupted him, finally meeting his gaze, and minho saw that her orbs are filled with tears. "we're not."

and yuki left, as a broken doll she expected to be, and he sat still, another broken doll, that knew he would mess up and end up like this.

but this was never about love, right?

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS | navigation

You finally meet the man your friends Felix and Hyunjin have been blabbing about for the past couple months, and he’s a royal pain in the ass.

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Lee Minho is a legacy at your university. He received an honorary award when he graduated, got a position as a dancer in a company a week after receiving his diploma…and was renowned as the school’s famous ice-cold fuckboy.

After coming back from a three-month tour, you’re introduced to him through your uni friends…and your life does a 180. It’s hard enough to pass classes whilst also trying to navigate your failing relationship…but the added tension that comes with the dance prodigy you seem to be spending more and more time with?

Some would say it’s too much to handle.

|Non idol AU|university AU|friends to lovers|

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PART ONE

PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FOUR

PART FIVE -> coming soon

PART SIX -> coming soon