#minhee x reader

Minhee cake 🍰

(not proof read , rlly random n short n its just me being delusional n crying bc minhee will never be my bf)

bf!minhee who either kisses you super passionately like it's the last time he'll ever get to hold you or just gives you little pecks throughout the day just bc he looks at you and he's so in love he just cant fight the need to kiss you

bf!minhee who smiles like a shy idiot after he kisses you no matter if its your first kiss or your 1000th

bf!minhee whose hands would always find a way around your waist n holding you close to him bc he never wants to let you go everrrr

bf!minhee #1 back hug ambassador he loves towering over you n laying his head on top of yours while hugging

bf!minhee whose love language is .. ......literally everything bc he loves hugging and kissing you and holding your hand , but he also loves spending his whole day and doing every little thing he can with you, and who loves constantly telling you how important you are to him and how much he loves you and how you're his whole universe , and also loves buying you everything you want bc he thinks you deserve the world and even more

minhee + lovemaking

genre; smut hcs

warnings; afab!reader, use of pet names (baby/princess), so fluffy tbh, handjob, fingering, cream pie, wholesome (can you tell i was in a mood writing this LMAO)

this absolute sweetheart

bodyworshipbodyworshipbodyworship

also praise oh my jesus christ

when he’s in a passionate mood (v common actually he’s a passionate guy in general)

he takes his time, like i’m talking hours

genuinely curious about what makes your body react and will spend most of the time on foreplay

he cares so much and is so affectionate and attentive, he just wants to show you how much he loves you

has you in his lap, his fingers deep inside you trailing kisses over your neck

whispers little endearing things

“you’re so perfect baby”

“it’s ok princess tell me how good it feels”

“your moans are so cute, i love your voice”

“you’re so gorgeous it’s driving me crazy”

says the most butterfly inducing things with the sweetest voice, so sickeningly sweet it makes you shake in his hold

and every time you do shiver at his words he lets out a little laugh making you whine, he just kisses you and keeps going

he could spend hours drawing shapes on your clit or guiding your hips on his thigh or playing with your nipples

you try to make him feel good too and he lets you, but he won’t let you entirely pleasure him

he Has to be touching you and making you feel good too

handjob and fingering while making out is his favorite, you’re both so dizzy but you couldn’t care less

the kisses are sloppy but gentle and you’re both moaning in each others mouths

you stop because you want him to cum inside and when he hears that he just about passes out

the thought of cumming inside your perfect pussy has him a little more eager than he previously was

he’s kissing all over your face and down your jaw to distract you while he stretches you out

groaning occasionally over how amazingly you take him, once he bottoms out he thinks hes just about in heaven

stays still for a good while to just cradle you and play with your hair and whisper to you about how perfect you are and how much he loves being intimate with you :(

once you ask him to move with a whine he giggles at you and kisses you deeply

you both moan into the kiss as he starts moving, the slow but steady motions making your heads spin

he’s so big and at the pace he’s going you could map him out just by feeling him, the way he moves making you lightly grind with him

his head hurried into your neck, quiet moans and groans as he tries to focus on giving you hickies and feeling you with his hands

“fuck it feels so good, so so good for me baby”

constant praises leaving his mouth over how good you are to him and how he feels like the luckiest man alive for this

praise him back and you’ll feel him shiver under you, whines and subtle whimpers leaving him over the idea that you’re just as infatuated with him as he is with you

making out with your tongues dancing and bodies pressed as tightly together as possible, hands messily in each others hair and grazing over each others most sensitive areas

his size is so perfect it makes you see stars and before long you’re squeezing him tight and coating his cock with all you can give

he didn’t forget what you said earlier wanting to cum in you so bad, the feeling of you tightening around him and holding onto him like your life depended on it only making him drown in you more

“shhh just a little more angel, f-fuck i know i got you hold on a little longer ok?”

once he finally does cum he swears he’s on top of the world, the feeling so good he can’t imagine anything better

kissing you so hard his lips are swollen and glossy when he pulls away, his eyes meeting yours with the most lovesick look you’ve ever seen

he bursts into giggles and buries his head into your neck again squeezing you into a tight hug telling you he loves you and wouldn’t trade that for anything ever

once he comes down from his little romantic high he pulls out and you guys get cleaned up, seeing both of your cum leaking out of you filling him with that giddy feeling and making him wanna do it all over again

pairing | royal knight!kang minhee x princess f!reader

genre/cw | angst, fluff, hurt comfort, royal au, medieval au, blood, injury, mention of minor death, major death(???), betrayal, reader’s ex is evil, crying, hopelessness, but a happy end 

wc | 2.0k

notes | loosely based off of ‘the legend of zelda: breath of the wild’ 

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He was right. He was right all along. And that's why Y/n was where she was now. Alone, crying, in the middle of the green forest of Kyoto, as the rain poured. He warned her that Gyemin would break her heart. He warned her that it wouldn't last forever. He warned her that he was no good in the first place. But she never thought it would could very well be the death of her. Just like it was the death of her father. 

 "You were right Minhee... you were right," she sobbed, hugging her knees as the rain soaked her black dress.

 "Y/n!" A voice called in the distance, and she could tell it was a very distressed Minhee. And it surprised her, since Minhee wasn't one to talk, let alone yell. But considering the circumstances, it was reasonable. "Y/n where are you?!"

Minhee could’ve left the kingdom of Kyoto. He could’ve abandoned Y/n as her knight, since the king was dead and he was under no rule, just like the rest of the kingdom. But he stayed. He was loyal to his duty. He was loyal to his best friend.

 "Y/n! Please!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, even sounding a bit like he was crying too. The sound tore her to pieces. 

She forced herself up from her place in the dark mud as she moved towards the sound of Minhee's voice. "Minhee! I'm over here!" She beckoned the royal knight, barely able to see through the rain. But it became clear as day when her eyes fell upon Minhee.

Her heart dropped at the sight. He was limping, an arrow in his upper right arm as well as below his left knee, both gushing with sticky red blood. His soft black hair completely disheveled, blood dripping from his lip and forehead, his uniform torn with cuts all over his arms and legs, even a particularly deep one in his stomach. Yet still, with what strength he had left, he walked over to his first and only love, only thinking about her safety and not his own agonizing pain.

 "Y/n, we need to-" he paused, hissing from the sharp pains. "... get out of here. Gyemin... he's after you," he choked out, coughing up a bit of blood. It was a wonder he wasn't dead. He was stubborn, after all.

 "Minhee," she sighed, mouth open as tears stung her already tired of crying eyes. "What did they do to you," she reached out to touch his arm but he pulled away.

 "Forget about me..." he begged, grabbing her hand as he began to sprint.

 As they ran, Y/n heard the frightening sound of a horse whining, signaling Gyemin and his men were near. Fear giving her an adrenaline rush, she picked up the pace, matching hers with Minhee's. Minhee and Y/n had long disregarded their appearance, being covered in blood and dirt, their hair complete messes. Even some of his blood had spilled onto Y/n, causing her to shudder. 

The path ahead became blurry to Y/n. Her grip on Minhee's hand loosened continuously. And he only noticed how tired she was when he no longer held a hand in his. Hers slipped out of his, and now, she was on her hands in knees, sitting in the mud.

Her senses were completely overwhelmed. Her ears rang painfully, she could smell only the spring rain, she felt hardly anything anymore but the cold, she tasted the blood that spilled from her lip, and she saw a blurry version of the forest. "How did it come to this," she began, eyes closed as it was less painful that way. She didn't even bother to look up as Minhee knelt before her. "My father is gone, Gyemin is exactly the person you said he was, yet I believed him and not you. And I let everyone down," she took a shaky breath. “I should’ve known he’d turn the minds of our allies. Now I can’t tell friend from enemy,” she said, just angry with herself. “I never thought anything would've led to this," her voice broke, as she made eye contact with the handsome knight, her hands still deep in the mud. 

She couldn't keep it in any longer. She began to sob as her body fell into Minhee's arms. He caught her and held her close, comforting her the only way he knew how. She grabbed his bloodied uniform and dried her tears with it. None of this should’ve been happening. It was all wrong. 

“I’m so sorry Minhee… you were right all along, I should’ve believed you,” she whispered, clutching him tightly still. 

He closed his eyes and stroked her hair. “It’s alright, it isn’t your fault,” he assured, for a moment completely forgetting his immense pain. 

She pulled away from him and looked at his wounds again. She cried even more at the sight. She could feel his pain, almost literally. But she stayed strong, and rose to her feet as Minhee helped her up, when in reality, she should’ve been the one helping him. Perseverance was always one of his best qualities. 

“There are some old ruins not far from here. Let’s take shelter there,” Y/n suggested. Minhee nodded to her words and started in the direction which she pointed. And not long after, they’d arrived, with no Gyemin in sight.

Y/n looked for a place to rest, when she heard a thud behind her. She quickly turned around, and saw that Minhee had collapsed. “Minhee!” She exclaimed, running to his side, making him look at her. She grabbed his hand and smiled at him, despite her worry. “Minhee… don’t move, I’ll get help,” she assured, though her nervousness showed. 

“Y/n…”

”I’ll find someone who is still loyal to me. I’m the queen now, there must be somebody out here.”

”Y/n…”

”And they’ll heal you, and you’ll be better again… everything will go back to the way it was! And we could-“ 

“Y/n!”

She looked at him as her tears fell onto his wounds, not wanting to hear what he had to say. 

“It’s… ahh,” he gasped in pain. “Too… late…” 

She cried quietly and put her hands on either side of his face. “No it isn’t… you can’t say that,” she shook her head. “You’ll be fine, you have to be fine. I can’t live without you,” she confessed, hands and head falling onto his chest. 

“Y/n…” he smiled through the pain, as she looked up at him, wearing the most pain-filled expression.

“Minhee… no… please…” she whispered. 

“I… love you,” he breathed out.

He gave her a sad smile before leaning up towards her, pressing his lips to hers. And she kissed back gently, wanting to remember this moment for ever, because it very well could be her last. She felt him slipping away until his head fell limp onto the ground, lips detaching from hers.

”Somebody please,” she began, gradually getting louder. “Somebody help! Help me!” She screamed as she held Minhee close to her, not finding the heartbeat she wanted to find. Not finding the warmth she needed.

“Princess!” A voice called in the distance, and she recognized that voice anywhere. One of her father’s loyal bodyguards, Jinseong. As well as his other bodyguard Minjoon. They ran to her side. 

“Please help him. Do it whatever it takes to get him back. I love him,” she instructed, doing her best to sound brave. 

“Yes princess,” Jinseong nodded, and with Minjoon’s help, they carried Minhee away to their secret hideout, far from the castle, which was now overrun by the enemy. 

Another figure appeared. Y/n’s handmaiden, Jaehwa. “Princess, follow me to the village of Yoshino. It’s safe there.”

Y/n nodded before following one of the only other humans she trusted.

~~~~~

Y/n stayed in Yoshino for months. Minhee was alive, but barely holding on. He stayed in Kikai, a hideout in Kyoto, populated with the only good people left that lived in the castle and castle town. There, he was treated by skilled medics who were doing there best to bring him back.

”Princess?” Jaehwa’s voice rang out.

”Yes?” Y/n turned her head towards the girl.

”Minhee. He’s back.”

Y/n’s heartbeat sped up ten times faster than before. “Where is he?”

”He’s on his way to the village now. People have seen him in the distance from the surrounding mountains. He-“

Y/n didn’t allow Jaehwa to finish her sentence as she ran out of the house she was staying in, getting a new feeling of happiness she hadn’t had since the fateful day. She immediately went to the stable and mounted her horse, H/n, and galloped towards the path that led to Kikai, planning to meet him on his way. 

The horse galloped a bit faster, sensing Y/n’s urgency to get to the place she was headed to. More like the person she was headed to. 

There he was. As ethereal as ever. Much cleaner than she last saw him. No blood, no messy hair, no dirt, no torn clothes. Some bruises and scars, of course, but they were a symbol of his bravery. 

“Minhee!” She dismounted her horse and ran towards his horse. 

“Princess wait!” Jinseong warned. “He’s not the Minhee you once knew,” he explained, dismounting his own horse and walking towards her, standing between her and Minhee. 

“What do you mean?” She asked.

”He’s lost his memory. He hasn’t been himself.”

”As your queen, I demand you step aside,” she said. “I want to see him.”

He hung his head. “As you wish.”

She walked up to Minhee’s horse. “You remember me, don’t you?” 

Minhee stared blankly at her, scaring her. And she backed away when he slid down from his horse and began walking towards her, saying nothing.

”Uhh, Minhee?” She laughed nervously, backing away as he neared her. And since they were in a valley, she backed away until her back was against the stone wall of the mountain. 

“Princess,” Jinseong warned again, ready to draw his sword against Minhee if he threatened her safety. 

“Y/n…” Minhee whispered, reaching out to touch her cheek. She melted at his touch and looked into his eyes.

”Minhee,” she sighed with a smile.

Minhee smiled back before quickly capturing her lips in his. Her hands held his face as his held her back and waist. It was happier than their first. Because this time, Minhee wasn’t dying. He had a heartbeat. He had warmth. After about a good minute or two, Y/n pulled away and happily threw her arms around his neck. “I love you too,” she sighed, burying her face into his chest, feeling his arms wrap around her.

Jinseong sighed in relief before sheathing his sword again. 

“Now that’s a happily ever after right there,” Minjoon chuckled. “You know, I was always rooting for them,” he stated, mounting his horse as Jinseong did the same.

”No you weren’t-“

”Yes I was!”

Minhee and Y/n mounted their horses as well and rode to the village. 

When they arrived, they quickly reunited and went straight into each other’s arms again. Y/n sighed. “You know Minhee… I’m the queen.”

”Which would make me…”

”The king,” she finished. “Are you alright with that?”

”I’ll be anything you want me to be. As long as I get to be with you. That’s all I care about,” he replied.

“How romantic of you,” she giggled. 

~~~~~

“Now presenting, the king and queen of Kyoto, Minhee and Y/n!” Announced the royal advisor as the two mentioned stepped out onto the castle’s main balcony, arm in arm.

To think they started out as the princess and the knight. Nobody could’ve predicted this. 

“Are you ready for this?” Minhee asked, referring to their next life chapter as he looked down at his beautiful wife. 

I'm still not over long haired minhee like-

request: i was wondering if i could request: how minhee would react to having a crush on someone a little older than him/how would he act around his crush in general?

pairing: minhee x older f!reader

genre: this is written in the perspective of an office setting

a/n: normalize romantic relationships with females being older than their partners! just a little reminder that these are purely based on what I perceive and what my knowledge on mbti (because i clearly have too much time in my hands)

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Alright we're taking about minhee here

The person who's known to be rather quiet yet mature and reserved out of all the members in the group

I read that he's quite studious too yike the disappointment i'll be to him

Anyways

If minhee's crush ended up being a couple years older than him, I feel like her would be quite intimated at first

Like he would be hesitant on approaching you at first or feeling anxious when you're near him

He's definitely someone who would admire his crush from afar, observing your movements as you conversate with your coworkers

For some reason I'm imagining this in a office setting between a senior employee and junior employee

I get the vibes that he'll try to make himself more mature (if he isn't already) to match up with you 'level'

His big eyes and soft smile while he listens to you talk, slightly nodding omg

CLOUD WATCHERS.

pairing: best friend!minhee x gn!reader | genre: high school au, secret pining, fluff | word count: +400 words | warnings: none

“I’m bored.”

You sigh. “I know since you feel the need to remind me every five minutes.”

“Because I’m bored!” he reiterates in an overly dramatic tone. “We’ve been here for over an hour. How long does it take to stare at some clouds?”

“Hey, they’re not just some clouds!” You sit up a little to lightly punch his arm, laying back on the grass right after. “Use your imagination! Come on, look at that one. What do you see?” 

You point your finger to a random spot.

Minhee squints as he glances up at the sky, puzzled. “I don’t know, kind of looks like a cat giving birth.”

You click your tongue. “How poetic.”

“Thank you.” He gives you a lazy, lopsided grin, his eyes squinting from the sunlight. “Also, do we have to be in the grass? Couldn’t we have set up a hammock or something?”

“I’m starting to see why Serim doesn’t invite you to his family camping trips anymore.”

He shrugs. “You’re not wrong.”

Though he’s your best friend, Minhee has never taken much interest in your hobbies and vice versa. You were far from polar opposites; the two of you just simply didn’t engage in any similar past times.

But ever since he got you to join him and the boys for a night of karaoke, you’ve been begging him to give your interpretation of fun a try in the hopes that he’ll enjoy it too. At first, he thought cloud watching couldn’t be that bad since he usually liked things that required minimal energy, but it didn’t take him long to realize that it just didn’t really click with him.

Now, some weekends he’ll force himself out of bed in the morning to sit in his backyard and stare at the sky to see if the experience will feel any different. It never does.

Though one day when he passes by the park on a jog and finds you by yourself in the field, he sees just how adorable you are. The way you appear so lost in your own world, softly humming a tune under your breath. The way you react when he calls out your name as you turn your head to look at him with a soft smile.

He’s undeniably infatuated by your serenity.

Minhee still doesn’t understand any of the joy that could possibly come from watching a bunch of clouds, but if he were to think of something, at least they reminded him of you.

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[3:21 pm]

Minhee was checking himself out in the body length mirror, turning around to make sure his new sweater fit him perfectly. He was fixing the shoulders of the pastel blue material when his eyes met yours through the mirror. He stopped in his tracks and it seemed like the staring contest between the two of you would never stop until he realized your true intentions for standing at the door of his bedroom and studying you silently.

"nO", he warned and turned a 180 to face you, hands outstretched as if to tell you to stay still. You took a step forward which led to him take a step backward, eyes wide. His voice rose a bit, fear evident in his eyes as your stoic expression slowly turned to that of an antagonist, which right now, you seemed to be in your boyfriend's eyes. "Please not this one. At least not ye-" Minhee couldn't finish his pleas as you launched himself on him, tackling him into a hug which sent the both of crashing down on the bed that fortunately was right behind. Minhee groaned at the impact, making sure to hold you tight so as not to let you get hurt in any way.

“hey love” Minhee enters the room, greeting you sweetly with a kiss on your temple, you smile, scooting over to make space for him on your bed. “how was work?” you continued your typing on the computer “tiring” he sighed “-but it’s okay now since i’m with you” he lays the rest of his body down, resting his head on his arm. You break your concentration on work, bending down to kiss his forehead. cooing at the boy he waves you off, clearly embarrassed “i’m gonna go wash up” he excuses himself, you hum in acknowledgment returning your attention to the screen.

-

“Hey Minhee?” you yelled, “I think i left my bracelet in your bag,, i’m just gonna grab it” you searched around the room for his bag “okay, sounds good!” he replied through the thin walls of your apartment. scourging through the bag, the clank of metal made your eyebrows scrunch up, thinking it was your bracelet you dug deeper in the bag. Feeling a circular cold material you grasped it, pulling it out of the bag, but to your surprise it wasn’t one bracelet per say but handcuffs. You gasped lightly, immediately letting go of the ‘accessory’ letting it drop back into the bag. Only two thoughts ran through your head ‘number one, is there someone else? number two, what the fuck?’ you reached your hand inside the bag again, pulling out the same silver cuffs from earlier out, inspecting the odd item.

“y/n?” Minhees voice made you scramble back from the bag, the cuffs still in your hand. The shine of the metal made it incredibly easy to spot the handcuffs you so desperately tried to hide behind your back. His eyes were wide in shock and embarrassment reflecting the same expression on your face. “it’s not what you think” he put his hands out defensively. Slowly creeping towards you he haltingly takes the item out of your hands “so...” he trails off “i got that at work” his unfinished explanation made you even more confused “it was for a cravity park episode!”