hi!! can you write a story about Man Minhwan in the study group? while the reader is soft and quiet compared to him, how they met, how they progressed and the result of dating?
stawwwpppp this was so cute š„ŗ btw wasnt it ma minhwan correct me if im wrong
"Loud Meets Soft"
Ma Minhwan x Soft!Quiet Reader
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Everyone at Yusung Technical High School knew Ma Minhwan.
Loud. Brash. Sharp as a blade and twice as dangerous. He didnāt smileāhe smirked. He didnāt talkāhe barked orders. People moved out of his way before he even stepped into the hallway. His reputation carried him like a storm.
And then there was you.
You were none of those things.
Quiet. Polite. You stayed close to the wall, always looking down, clutching your books like they were your shield. You werenāt in the fighting scene, barely even involved in the study group. You just liked the library. You read more than you spoke. People forgot your nameāMinhwan didnāt even know you existed.
Until the day you bandaged his hand.
Heād been in another fight. You found him in the back of the library, knuckles split and blood dripping onto the wood table, muttering curses under his breath as he shook out his hand.
You hesitated only a second before approaching, pulling tissues from your bag.
āā¦Youāre bleeding,ā you said softly.
He looked up, startledāthen narrowed his eyes. āYeah. So?ā
You didnāt flinch. āMay I?ā
Something about how gently you askedālike you werenāt scared of himāmade him freeze. You cleaned the blood away, silent and patient. The sting of the antiseptic didnāt even faze him. You didnāt speak. You didnāt scold. Justā¦ tended to him like he was worth being taken care of.
When you were done, you gave him a soft smile and stood.
He didnāt stop thinking about it for three days.
From then on, he started showing up in the library more often.
Not to read.
To find you.
āHey,ā heād say, standing too close, looking out of place among the shelves. āYou always this quiet?ā
Youād look up from your book, a little smile tugging at your lips. āOnly when Iām comfortable.ā
He didnāt get it at firstābut he liked it. Liked that you werenāt trying to change him. That you didnāt look at his bruises like they made him dirty. Liked the way you listened when he ranted and didn't flinch when his voice got loud.
It got to a point where the other students whispered about it. Whatās someone like him doing with someone like them?
He didnāt care.
Minhwan wasnāt good with words, but he was loyal. Protective. Fierce.
When you walked together, he made sure no one bumped into you.
When you were nervous, heād squeeze your hand under the table.
And when someone tried to mock your quiet voiceāMinhwan put him on the ground.
Dating Him Was Like This:
He held your hand like he was grounding himself. He told you everythingāwhat pissed him off, what scared him, how he never thought heād care about someone like this.
And you listened. Gently. Without judgment.
You made him softer in the quiet moments.
He made you bolder in the loud ones.
On your anniversary, he bought you a necklace heād been hiding in his bag for a week. He handed it over roughly, ears turning pink.
āItās not much,ā he mumbled. āBut I thought of you when I saw it.ā
You wore it every day.
The Result of Dating:
People learned quicklyāMinhwan didnāt care about your differences. He loved them.
He didnāt stop being wild, but you gave him peace.
You didnāt stop being soft, but he gave you strength.
You became the person who could pull him back from the edge with just a touch. He became the one who stood in front of you, fists clenched, ready to fight the world.
Opposites, yes.
But perfectly balanced.
Togetherāyou were unstoppable.
