#leeminho

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Ömrümün ilkbaharında yaşıyorum sonbaharımı Eylül'ün yirmi beşinci yılında koptu son yaprağım Veda rüzgârları süpürüyor şimdi sayılı günlerimi Şizofrenik hayatım intihara sürükledi dünlerimi

Bir mum üfle şimdi bensiz geçireceğin senelere Dilek ağacına astığım umutlarım terliyor ecele Ölüm rüzgârları esiyor kapandı tabutumun kapağı Ezana beş kala çöktü üzerime yatsının karanlığı

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

Lee Minho stood intently, monitoring each of the bingo tables, making sure everyone was behaving as the bingo caller called out the letters 'y' and 'b'. 

Everything was going well until he eyed a suspicious-looking old lady. She lifted her sunglasses slightly as if looking around to see if the coast was clear. Before Lee Know could intervene, the old lady pulled a counterfeit bingo card out of her purse, standing up and claiming to have gotten bingo. 

Another younger lady stood up, stomped over to the older woman, and pulled her bag, leading to a fight with everyone. 

Lee Minho stood still with shock as bingo cards flew everywhere, and as people tumbled over one another, knocking tables, chairs, and food all over the floor. He tried to escape, maneuvering through fights and things being chucked everywhere. 

He slowed down once he noticed a strange-looking bungeoppang on the floor, kneeling over to get a better look at the moving snack. 

He continued walking, noticing an animated-like painting move. As he examined it with confusion, he suddenly felt the pain of his ear getting pulled. 

Lee Know, alongside his other co-workers, was lined up by his manager, getting reprimanded for the incident. With extreme anger and what seemed like actual fumes above his head, Lee Know's manager swung his newspaper roll back, ready to hit Minho—until Minho resisted. He held the manager's hand back, making the newspaper roll pop confetti. 

With his white work shirt, red tie, and a dark navy V-neck vest adorned with pins, his black shorts, black shoes, and white, navy, and yellow socks, Minho ran—quite literally ran. His two bracelets on his right hand and singular bracelet on his left clanked together as he sped out of the office and back into the bingo room. Until he stumbled and bumped into you. 

He landed on his butt, rubbing his head with his eyes closed. He opened one eye hesitantly until he spotted you looking down at him, confused. He smiled, grinning at you menacingly. 

"Y/N!! Help me find the missing 'u', please!!" 

He said, standing up and dusting his clothes off. 

"The... the missing 'u'..? Minho, what..?" 

You said with zero understanding of whatever he was talking about. He grabbed a bingo card from the floor; it was, quite literally, missing the letter 'u' in the middle, spelling 'yo_th.' 

"Come on, Y/Nnnn," 

he chided, grabbing your wrist with surprising gentleness, and he dragged you to who knows where, well, Lee Knows? 

Anyways, you noticed his cat-like grin as the air tousled his hair back, like he was feeling like Superman, or something.

With his cat-like reflexes, Lee Know jumped over a falling fruit stand, forcing you to do the same as both your hands were still connected. He stopped and pointed to the stand's sign. 

"Y/N-ah, look!" 

He said almost frantically, pointing to the missing letter 'u' in the word 'fr_it' on the sign. You paused, blinking. The letter 'u' was quite literally missing. Lee Know had now quite literally forced you to stop being a bystander and actually participate in his chaos. 

Mid-groan, your eyes went wide. 

"Wait—Minho, look out!" 

You barely had time to comprehend what was going on, let alone gasp, before he launched the both of you out of the way of a falling crate of cherries. He landed with a dancer's precision, hands holding you down by your waist. Breathless, you looked back towards the chaos, mouth wide as you saw cherries and other fr_its fly everywhere, creating a bloody-looking scene of pure chaos.

 Minho, on the other hand, was unbothered, not looking back. Instead, he reached into his pocket, pulling out a wiggling, blinking bungeoppang. 

"Eat this, you're losing your yo_th, y/n." 

Before you could process his moving snack, you subconsciously bit into the warm and sweet, strawberry-filled bungeoppang. Minho watched you with a mischievous tilt of his head as you took a hesitant bite, knowing how his chaos was quickly overriding your logic. 

"Well?" 

He asked, watching as you were unable to talk with the explosion of flavor. 

"C'mon—no time, we have to find the missing 'u', y/nnn!" 

Before you were able to respond to his previous question, or even react, he dragged you to a bright, mint-green photo booth that hummed with a low bass that made the glass vibrate. 

"In here! It's a literal shortcut," 

he commanded, shoving you onto the tiny velvet bench. The curtain hadn't even finished swinging shut before the booth began to rumble. Outside, the world was a mess of flying cherries and angry managers, but inside, the air smelled like old paper and strawberry fizz. Minho leaned over you, his face inches from yours. 

"Watch the lens, Y/N," 

he whispered, his voice vibrating against your ear. He pointed to a tiny, golden 'u' that was frantically swimming across the camera glass like a fish in a digital bowl. 

"It's shy. It only shows its face when the world gets bright, like you. Smile?" 

He grinned as he pointed to the camera's countdown. You failed to smile quickly enough, the first flash capturing your confused face. 

"Yahhh... smile, Y/N-ahhh~" 

He grinned impossibly wider, tickling your sides just as the red lights on the camera lens began to blink frantically. You let out a genuine, breathless laugh, squirming against the velvet bench as the second flash went off. 

This time, the photo captured the two of you in a blur of motion—his head thrown back in a triumphant laugh and you leaning into him, your eyes finally crinkling with the same light as his. 

"See? There it is!" 

he cheered, finally letting go of your waist to point at the screen. As the third countdown began -3...2...- the golden 'u' stopped its frantic swimming and settled right between your two reflections. 

Minho didn't look at the lens for the final shot. Instead, he turned his head to look at you, his nose brushing yours, and as the final flash erupted, he whispered, 

"Found 'u'." 

As the photo machine let out a triumphant ding, he didn't reach for the strip. He stayed right where he was, his face inches from yours, his menacing grin returning—but this time, it was directed solely at you. 

"Everyone else was worried about the 'y' and the 'b' at the bingo hall," 

he whispered, 

"but I wasn't just talking about the bingo card, Y/N. I've spent so long in that bingo hall... just missing 'u'. It's a terrible feeling. Very bad for my health." 

He punctuated the teasing with a quick, daring kiss—the kind that felt like stealing the last piece of candy from a jar. It was sweet, fizzy, and full of a dizzying freedom. But before you could even attempt to find your voice, he leaned back in, closing the gap once more. 

This time, the kiss was slow and grounding, a quiet contrast to the chaotic world outside. It tasted like the strawberry-electric bungeoppang and felt like finally finding the rhythm after a lifetime of silence. 

When he finally broke the kiss, he rested his forehead against yours, his eyes sparkling with a warmth that outshone the neon booth lights. 

"So? Are you going to keep making me miss 'u'?" 

he whispered. 

"Don't get lost again. I don't like searching for my favorite part of the song."

 ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

The mint-green curtain swept open; there stood a city drenched in neon colors, the air itself vibrating with an upbeat synth that finally felt in tune. 

Minho didn't look back at the grey world they'd left behind; instead, he kept his grip firm on your hand, his bracelets clanking a victory march as he pulled you close. 

With a shared glance and a synchronized breath, you both ran back to the bingo room, holding the golden-colored letter 'u' and finding the bingo card. 

As you two clicked it into place, the air around you erupted in light, the broken 'YO_TH' finally shimmering into a highlighted, brilliant 'YOUTH'. 

Minho pulled you into his side, resting his chin on your shoulder as he admired the glow with that sharp, cat-like grin. 

"See, Y/N?" 

he whispered. 

"The spelling is finally right. I told you I spent the whole morning missing 'u'." 

He nudged your temple with his, his gaze outshining the neon lights and confetti everywhere.

Easy to Please

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader

Smut ^^

“Heyy you didn’t smile in this picture” you said. Your boyfriend was finally free after all the concerts and found time to take you out on the date. However, you just wanted to take a picture with him to save the memories and he wasn’t smiling.

“It’s so cheesy jagi.. do I must?” He said awkwardly.

“You look depressed like you don’t love me” you pout, making his heart flutter. You knew he was weak for you when you pouted, and it was working.

“Fine.. fine..” he sighed, looking into the camera and smiled.

“Awesome!! You see? You look so cute baby” you giggle as you zoom into his face. He blushed and took your phone from you.

“Don’t zoom in like that- it’s ruining my handsome face” he said, zooming back out. “There. Keep it like that” he added as he handed the phone back to you.

“No fair” you pout again, leaning your head against his shoulder. “One more picture?” You plead with a hopeful look.

“Fine..” he sighed and smiled as you took another picture.

You couldn’t help but giggle to yourself, admiring the photo like it was some rare gem- except it was, to you, at least.

Lee Know felt his heart beating faster at the sight of you. All giddy because he smiled in a photo. “She’s so easy to please” he thought to himself and shook his head.

“Do you think it’s ok if I put this on my Instagram-” you got cut off when he pulled you into a kiss, his hand cupping your cheek and his other on your waist. You got caught off guard but softened up and kissed him back.

You felt his arm around yours as he held the camera up and took a picture of you both kissing. You pulled away shyly.

“What are you doing” you blush.

“You’re too easy to satisfy,. Gotta remind you about things you should be excited about” he said softly before kissing you again.

“Lee know- we’re in public” you remind him, gently pulling away.

“Right..” he said, holding your hand and guiding you into a secluded area.

“Much better..” he said to himself before pulling you into to a heated kiss, gently pinning you against the wall and guiding your legs around his hip.

“Minho..” you say softly against his lips as he groaned and kissed your neck softly.

“I love it when you say my name like that jagi..” he said, lips against your neck.

“Minho~” you moan in his ear, turning him on and making him thrust against your cunt. You whined at the pleasure, silently begging for more.

“Baby.. please..” you say softly, bucking your hips against his dick.

“Patience baby..” he said, reaching down to your underwear.

He was about to pull it down before some people caught you guys. He reluctantly let you go (even though he would just continue, but for your sake he didn’t)

“Whoops~ guess we gotta finish at home” he winked as you blushed.

“Pabo” you called him as he smirked.

🔥 Toàn Trí Độc Giả – nơi thế giới tiểu thuyết bước ra đời thực. Kim Dokja cùng Yu Jeong-hyeok phải đối mặt với những thử thách sống còn để thay đổi kết cục. 🎬 Xem ngay tại PhimMoiZZ:

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Summary; We all know Seungmin hates his smile, but what if we convince him?

Taglist; @straykidsdreamer @gabriellamaria

Pairings; Kim Seungmin x reader

Your smile brings me joy, Seungmin.