#youngmin fluff

festive prompt list

female reader.

warnings: pregnancy, a little suggestive.

a/n: I don’t officially write for AB6IX, but I am obsessed with Youngmin (I’ve thought he’s cute since broduce but right now he’s really hitting me with the feels) so I hope this turns out well.

Also anon who requested with Youngmin, I love you and this is totally because of you (and for you), although I sort of mixed both your suggestions so I hope you don’t mind!

The fact that your boyfriend’s birthday was on Christmas Day, always meant he got double the presents. It also meant there were usually a lot of people at your house since early hours in the morning, so that’s why you woke Youngmin way sooner than he expected. 

“Five more minutes” he groaned, trying to hold on to you before you completely left your shared bed “Please? It’s my birthday”

“No, come on, we have to get changed” you laughed “And I want to give you your present before everyone gets here”

“Oh is that so?” raising one eyebrow he smirked, scooting closer to you “I like the sound of that”

“Alright so get up” pushing him off before he could actually reach for your face with his lips, you got out of bed, leaving Youngmin pouting and a little confused, “Also, Happy Birthday love” you leaned over the mattress and kissed him softly.

“Thank you, I love you” Youngmin finally pushed the covers aside, smiling brightly as he prepared for the day ahead.

You were still making the last arrangements for Youngmin’s celebration at your house, when he came down the stairs, still wearing that beautiful smile. 

“You look handsome” you approached him again, letting him wrap his arms around you “I have a present for you.”

“I feel like you’ve been saying that all morning” he chuckled, kissing your cheek “Thank you for working so hard for this whole Christmas, birthday thing”

“It’s okay, I love you and I want you to have a nice time” smiling at him again, you “Come on, let’s open some presents”

Leading him into the living room, you had set three small boxes wrapped in bright red paper in the coffee table. Youngmin sat on the couch in front of the small table, and grabbed the first one, shaking it a bit to try and figure out what it was.

“Open it” you encouraged him, getting extremely excited yourself, he was in for a huge surprise.

Youngmin got rid of the wraping pretty fast, and opened the small box, he gave you a confused look as he took out a small sneaker out of it. “Is this a keychain?”

You shook your head, suppressing a laugh. “Continue!”

Leaving the sneaker aside, he grabbed the second box, still confused about its contents when he took out a tiny sock out of it. This time, something started clicking in his head, as he looked at the shoe, the sock and then at you. Without a word, but his movements getting quicker he took the third box between his shaky hands. Almost ripping apart the whole box, his eyes opened twice as big than before, “Are you for real?” he asked, his voice louder and three tones higher than usual. It was the positive pregnancy test, what he found on the third package.

You nodded repeteadly, biting your bottom lip. “Merry Christmas?”

Youngmin jumped back on his feet and in a second, he was lifting you off the ground, arms tightly wrapped around you as he kept saying “I love you” over and over again. 

“I’m going to be a dad!” he yelled, his tone of voice back to normal, but still loud enough for the whole neighbourhood to hear him. “Thank you, y/n, this is the best present ever” his eyes sparkled with emotion as he finally stopped moving, grabbing your face with both hands he continued speaking: “I love you so much, thank you for making me the happiest man on Earth”

Requested: Fluffy Youngmin fic for anon!

a/n: I did use the stool incident as my inspiration lmao

Warnings: spiders included!

Word Count: 888

     You were in bed, about to fall asleep when your roommates started yelling. Both of them begging for you to come out and “Save them.”

Summary: You had always believed that getting to wear your boyfriend’s clothing was something magical that all women got to experience at least once. But being on the chubbier side, you didn’t expect it to ever happen for you.

Pairing: Lim Youngmin x chubby reader

Genre: fluff, fluff and more fluff. Oh and older woman (noona)/younger man au

A/N: When I first got into Youngmin when I was watching P101, I remember a video interview he did just as MXM started where he said he preferred cute and chubby women over sexy and slender. And that he would like someone older than him. I’m sure he will love whoever he meets in life that he’s attracted to, but as a chubby noona, I’ll admit, I rejoiced! Recently, this idea came to me out of nowhere, so I’m really happy to share it with you all now.

I know this is a little specific with sizing and age, but I’m sure a lot of people can relate to thinking they might not fit a certain mold in society and doubt their ability to do whatever that is. So I’ll hope you give this a read regardless. Because it’s ridiculously cute!

Word count: 1839

You shivered against the cold air, wrapping your arms around your body to keep warm. It had been sunny all day long and as your date with your new boyfriend Youngmin progressed into the night, you realised you had forgotten to bring something with you to keep you warm now that the sun was gone and replaced by the stars above.

Youngmin noticed your discomfort and shrugged off his denim jacket immediately. “Here, wear this.”

“Oh, I’m fine!” you said over-enthusiastically, dismissing his offer with a desperate smile. “Honestly, you keep it for you.”

“I’m warm and you just shook against the chill of the wind, Noona.”

You smiled forcibly, and let your arms hang loosely at your sides again. Truth be told, you were becoming quite affected by how cold it was. And, the fact that Youngmin had offered his jacket did make your heart swoon.

But you couldn’t accept it.

rated G!!! word count: 810

(a repost because this didn't show up in the tags.. i was a little upset :( hopefully the glitch is fixed! enjoy this dose of a cliché domestic!boyfriend youngmin <3)

work felt extra exhausting on the particular day. you were a little off, a little upset, especially since you had promised youngmin you were going to get dinner together after work. you’d texted him telling him you were sorry and that you were going to be home late, to which he brushed off and reassured you saying it was fine.

upon reaching the front door of the cozy apartment you share, you press in the passcode on the keypad and push the door open. odd, you think, when you see that all the lights are switched off. usually youngmin would be outside catching up on a show or scrolling through his phone until you got home, but it surely is different that day.

you turn on the lights, and frown, but a moment later a small smile creeps up your face. a piece of paper stuck on the wall read, hi baby! welcome home <3 go to the spare room and change into the dress i bought you, please?

youngmin isn’t one for surprises, but you go with it anyway, setting your bag down on the countertop and heading towards the spare room. true to his word, a simple pale blue dress was laid by the edge of the bed, beside an opened box of a necklace and a pair of earrings.

your best friends helped me pick these out… so i’m not 100% positive if you’ll like them!!! but i trust them and i’m sure that you look beautiful right now, reads another piece of paper beneath the box, you can go to our room now! i can’t wait to see you, angel <3

you shut the door behind you with the other, padding across the corridor to your room. slowly opening the door, you feel soft petals at your feet, and you turn on the lights, revealing youngmin sitting at the foot of the bed, a bouquet of flowers in one hand.

his face practically lights up when he sees you, a wide grin plastered on his face as he gets on his feet and stands before you. “hi,” his voice is quiet as he gives you the bouquet, not saying anything else for a few moments. “you look breathtaking.”

“ah, what,” you hide your face behind the flowers, to which you get a soft chuckle in response. when you look at him again, your free hand is enveloped in his. “what’s all this for? am i missing something? it’s not our anniversary or anything, is it?”

youngmin takes the bouquet from you and places it on the bed, his thumb drawing circles on the back of your hand. “god, no, you’re paranoid again,” he giggles, scrunching his nose up. “okay, well, i know it’s a little sappy and cliché, but we’ve been dating for a long time and you know, it’s just that, it’s been a while.”

he smiles at you sheepishly. “and in all the time i’ve loved you, you know, i’ve considered a lot of things! like, when i wake up next to you, i ask myself, is this where i want to be 10 years down the road? when you’re hurt and cry in front of me, i’m like, do i want to be the one to always comfort you and reassure you that i’ll be here for everything that you need?” his gaze falls to the floor. “and everytime you fall asleep next to me, somehow i always find myself asking if you’re the one i want to spend the rest of my life with.”

youngmin lifts his eyes back to look at you, his hand reaching up to caress your cheek. “and you are. you’re the one i want to spend the rest of my life with. you’re the one i want to wake up to every morning and you’re the last person i want to see before i fall asleep. i want to be your forever, but before that, i just need to ask you one really simple question–” and then he’s getting down on one knee, fishing out a box from his pocket. he opens it, a dainty diamond ring sitting prettily on the velvet cushion.

“–will you marry me?”

you let out a laugh in between your sniffles, “of course i will.” he slips on the ring on your finger before standing back up to kiss you. you feel him smile against the kiss, his fingers intertwining through yours. when he pulls away he wipes your tears away, pulling you into his chest and holding you close.

“did you know i love you?” he mumbles against your hair, running his fingers through them.

Taking a break from typing up your character overview, you lean back against the couch, letting out a soft groan as you raise your arms and stretch.

“Jeez. I kinda forgot how tough it is to fill out some parts…” You whisper to yourself before yawning quietly. 

Glancing at the time, you sigh and the corners of your lips quirk into a faint smile. 

“I guess I’ve been up for long enough.” Double-checking the work you’d done, you press the save icon before shutting down your laptop.

As you go to plug it in and set it back on the table in front of you, you hear a pair of soft footsteps from down the hall, and you look over curiously to see that your puppies are still awake. The blonde puppy rubs his eyes a bit before giving you a small smile, while the chocolate puppy leans on his shoulder, eyes peeking up at you from underneath his messy dark brown fringe. 

Before you can even ask what they’re still up for, Kwang-Min bites his lip slightly before speaking. “You hadn’t gone to bed yet, so we figured that you were working on something. But… We also thought you’d be done by now and spend time with us…” 

“Well, what did you have in mind??” You grin, stretching a bit more in order to pop a few bones and release the painful tension built up in your limbs from sitting and working for so long.

“Just… Watch the sunrise with us??” Young-Min shakes out his hair and tries to pat the stray bedhead strands down.

“Of course.” You nod, still smiling as you notice their tails wagging behind them.

“Can we eat too??” Kwang-Min gives his own small shy smile.

Young-Min chuckles quietly to himself before both of their stomachs give a bit of a growl. 

“Hungry puppies, aren’t you??” You tease with a light laugh, moving to the kitchen to get things prepared, giving a quick scratch behind their dachshund ears as you pass by to start the coffee keurig. 

Kwang-Min only nods his head while scratching his neck, looking almost embarrassed, whereas Young-Min gives a small hum of affirmation with the beginnings of a grin crossing his face. As the water to brew your coffee heats up, you pour their favorite cereal into 2 moderately sized bowls before adding almond milk. A quiet cheer from Kwang-Min sounds from behind you and you turn to see the chocolate puppy bouncing slightly, seeming to be excited to eat breakfast. As your coffee finally brews and empties itself into your mug, you hand them their bowls with spoons. It’s all but mayhaps less than a minute that your mug is full, and you grab it carefully before the three of you make your way to the balcony to sit and watch the faintest of bold, firey coral streak it’s way across the sky to signal that it’s dawn. As the navy and plum part ways to make way for lighter hues of blue and the rising sun’s rays, you sip slowly on your coffee, smiling over at how the twins seem content to slowly munch away while staring up at the sky. 

Young-Min finishes first, gently setting his bowl aside as he moves to be next to you, setting into your side, cheek pressed against your own. You reach up a hand to comb your fingers through his hair and turn to press a soft kiss to his lips, his eyes widening briefly in surprise before you pull away. Kwang-Min’s eyes flash with the mildest of jealousy as he notices, and he quickly finishes his cereal and moves closer to you so he can have a bit of your attention as well.

Climbing into your lap and settling onto both you and the elder twin, he gives a slight pout. “Can… Can I have a kiss too??”

He almost stutters, and his voice is the shyest you’d heard it. Looking down at him, you internally chuckle at how cute the whole thing is, and lean in to give him a soft kiss as well. Pulling away just a second later, a whine starts to slip from him but he catches it, eyes slightly widened as a blush lights up his face.

You feel warmth flood your heart at the sight of it, and press a kiss to his forehead as well. He smiles at this and moves up to nuzzle you affectionately before turning and settling in comfortably, making sure that there’s a small bit of room to share on your lap with the other puppy, nestling his head into your chest to listen to your heartbeat as Young-Min moves to take the bit of space and tuck his head beneath your chin.

member: im youngmin genre: fluff warnings: mentions of alcohol requested word count: 1144

‘This design is great! It’s simple, yet elegant. If you’re able to keep it up, you’ll get a high mark with this Y/n.’ Your professor smiled, patting your shoulder before she walked away. You smiled sleepily, thankful that your design was good. It had to be, you didn’t spend days on it to be declined.

‘Im Youngmin! What did I say? You should work on our project now or otherwise we won’t ever finish it, how many times do I have to say it?’ You heard your best friend yell in frustration as she pushed the tall boy next to her who was just grinning. ‘Don’t worry about it so much, we’ll get a good mark!’ ‘Yeah if you’d start working on it right now we might will.’ Your friend huffed. Before you could turn away you made eye contact with Youngmin for a split second, when Youngmin saw you the grin on his face grew even wider, waving at you before returning back to the project. Your best friend was probably going through a hard time with Youngmin as her partner for the upcoming project, knowing Youngmin was notorious for only starting on projects the night before. But somehow, he always managed to receive the highest marks of the whole department.

rated G! word count: 405

**another gender neutral one!

youngmin can’t stop smiling.

well, that, and he can’t stop nuzzling his head into your neck, or playing with your fingers, or ruffling your hair, or kissing you every chance he gets. he’s like a kid on christmas morning, giggly and full of life, eyes bright and face lit up. though it’s only a simple stay-at-home date with the both of you huddled together beneath one big blanket on a movie marathon, you think you’ve literally never seen youngmin this excited and cheerful.

“you’re like, so happy today, babe,” you scrunch your nose at him when the credits roll at the end of your third movie. “what’s the occasion?”

he wraps his arm around your stomach and whines, burying his head into your chest. “whaaat,” he looks up at you before planting a small kiss on your jaw. “i’m just happy i finally get to spend time with my favourite person, okay? i’ve missed you loads.”

good enough for a reason, you decide, and cuddle closer to him, petting his hair and tangling your fingers in the ends nearer to the nape of his neck. you take notice of the way half of the time he’s just staring at you and not actually watching the movie, and when you accidentally catch his eyes, you blush and playfully flick his forehead, hiding your face behind your hands and pushing him off you.

at the end of the fifth movie, he gently takes your hands in his, pressing chaste kisses on your knuckles. he looks up at you and brushes your hair away from your eyes, giving you a smile that reaches the tips of his ears before connecting your lips together.

when he pulls away, he chuckles softly, bumping his forehead against yours. “i love you, dork,” you poke his nose. “i don’t mind you being on tour for so long if you come home and i get treated like this.”

“i have to wait for a tour to end before i can do this again?” he huffs, then laughs, pulling you into his lap. “nah, screw that. i could just do this all the time.” it’s playful, lighthearted and tender, but the warmth and sincerity of his love caves in your heart anyway, as he gently cups your face and kisses you again, soft and slow and barely there.

rated G!!! word count: 345

(this is like rly cute i promise it's literally shy baby youngmin confessing and asking you out like the FUCK!!!!!!!!! he's so cute bye)

“hyung, you’re rambling!” you hear woong tell youngmin harshly. “you need to tell y/n, okay? i’m sure she’s waiting too. and secondly, if you keep beating around the bush, it’s not going to solve anything! i know you told me you threw this damned party for the sake of it, but you really just want an excuse to see y/n, don’t you?”

leaning against the sliding door of the balcony, you hear youngmin sigh and clear his throat. you hope woong doesn’t see you–

“y/n?” –nevermind.

as you turn around to show yourself, you don’t know what to expect. did woong out you about your crush on youngmin? did youngmin find out about it and is conflicted because he doesn’t know how to reject you? god, it’s driving you insane. why did you even turn up at the party in the first place? you suddenly felt like a pushover.

woong blows a raspberry when he sees you awkwardly standing by the door of the balcony. “finally. i’ll leave you two be,” he pats your head. “and hyung, remember what i told you.”

“hi,” you purse your lips together, not knowing what to do with your hands. “aha, what’s this about? listen, youngmin, if woong outed me and told you anything at all and you don’t–”

“will you go out with me?” youngmin looks down at you, his eyes wide and his bottom lip pulled into his mouth; a habit he has when he’s nervous. “like, on a date? you know? not like hang out and be like, ‘oh, thanks for today, friend’ but like, on a date?"

you blink and frown at him. “you like me?”

youngmin fidgets with his fingers, not quite meeting your eyes. “it’s been a while, i just, i didn’t know how to tell you…” when he looks back up, he gives you a hopeful smile. “so, will you?”