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leeknow x reader, fluff - wc: 736
when you met minho, he’d been quiet and much more reserved. he wasn’t necessarily shy, just didn’t feel the need to share much about himself. it wasn’t until you’d made the effort to spend one on one time with him, indulging in your curiosity about the strange man, that there was a visible change in him.
the first snow
just fluff ! hyunjin x reader
“i probably should’ve brought an extra jacket.” you comment amongst the cold air as a violent shiver runs its course through your body.
you and hyunjin had been on a walk through the city when it started to snow. you were already miserable as it was already freezing cold out, but as the first snow began to fall with hyunjin attached to your side, you thought that maybe it wasn’t all that bad.
look!
fluff , dad!minho x reader
your muscles ached as you finally stepped foot inside your home after what felt like months. minho followed behind, gently carrying the carseat that held the newest addition to your family. he was being extremely cautious, careful not to wake her by accidentally hitting the car seat against the doorframe or carrying it so close to his legs that he hits it himself.
don’t be mad
just fluff !
“i’m home!” you announce as you enter.
the house was dark and minho’s shoes weren’t by the door. no sign of minho whatsoever.
“minho?” you call out in worry of where in the world your lover could be. he had the day off today, and as someone who doesn’t like to go out much, he couldn’t have gone far.
“i’m in here!” you hear him respond from your bedroom.
you let out a sigh of relief that your love was indeed home, yet still confused as to why the house was so dark and his shoes were missing.
you walk toward your shared bedroom, opening the door slowly to the only room in the house with light.
“minho, why are the lights off and-“
“jagi, don’t be mad…”
“minho… why is there a random cat in my bedroom”
“i couldn’t help it i’m sorry!”
“minho, we have three already! you can’t keep doing this!”
“you can’t tell me she’s not the cutest thing ever!” he whines, holding the little black kitten in his hands up to show you.
unfortunately, you had to agree. she was indeed, the cutest thing ever.
you sigh, crouching to minho’s height where he sat with his legs spread out on the floor. next to minho, you reach out to let the kitten sniff your hand before petting her.
she then begins to pet herself against your hand and minho flashes a heart-wrenchingly cute smile.
you’ll admit that your heart melts just a little at the sight.
“i guess we can keep her”
“you said that about the last two”
“but no more after this, four cats is enough.”
“that’s what what you said last time”
“yah! shut up!” you punch his arm and he laughs, holding his bicep where you punched him, in pain.
but how could you ever be mad. especially when she’s taken such a liking to you, and especially when months later you’re awoken by a little black kitty nipping at your wrists for food every morning.
“lee minho this is your fault.” you whisper-yell as he hums, wrapping his arms tighter around your waist. he presses kisses to your neck and shoulder from behind as he mutters a gentle “love you” in between each of them.
you don’t think he quite understood what you said but it’s the thought that counts.
thank u for reading! this was inspired by my very own little black kitty! does anyone else’s cat nip at their wrists? she’s always done this and i’m just confused 😭
you weren’t scheduled to arrive in melbourne for another few days. you had planned to see hyunjin and the rest perform their second show in australia after hyunjin begged so incessantly for you to come.
that was, until their manager had called to ask if you could come as soon as possible. you were half asleep, taking your afternoon nap, when he called. so all you made out from his words were “hyunjin…migraine…sick…need you” and then once you had regained consciousness, “could you make time in your schedule to arrive in melbourne tomorrow morning?”
so you packed your things and then left on your way to the airport, bright and early at 3:30 AM.
hyunjin hadn’t been answering your texts or your calls for the last twenty-four hours and you had grown extremely worried. from what you heard from the manager, you hoped it wasn’t that bad. maybe just a small head cold, but hyunjin gets migraines occasionally and maybe this time he forgot to pack his medication, which could mean the worst.
the manager let you into his hotel room. it was dark, very little light pouring in from the full-glass balcony doors that looked as if someone had attempted to cover them with a curtain, yet somehow failed at such a simple task.
“hyunjin-ah” you call his name gently as you enter.
you walked toward his bed where he laid.
“y/n?” hyunjin whispered as he shuffled around in the sheets.
“what are you doing here?” he continued, while attempting to cover his eyes with his hand, almost as if he had been outside on a sunny day, shielding his sensitive eyes from the sun.
“your manager called, don’t you know?” you say while crouching to the bed’s height, now face to face with a sleepy hyunjin.
“oh”
“how are you feeling, angel?” you spoke ever-so-gently. your soft, sweet tone laced with sugar, with the beloved pet name you had given hyunjin early into your relationship.
though in pain, your words and your tone made hyunjin’s heart flutter and his stomach churn, a soft smile creeping it’s way up his cheeks.
“missed you” he then frowned with his eyes shut, his body turned toward yours. you began to run your fingers through his damaged- yet soft, bleached blonde hair.
“join me?” he asks, patting the empty space next to him on the bed.
you slowly stand from your previous crouching position before removing your bag and your shoes to crawl in next to him.
you crawl in next to your sleepy boyfriend, letting yourself become one with the sheets as you get comfortable.
he turns to rest his head on your chest, his fingers reaching underneath your shirt.
“and how are my favorite girls?” he asks quietly amongst the silence of the room, softly tracing your 7-month-pregnant-belly before leaning down to press light kisses all over.
“she wouldn’t stop kicking after you left”
“she must’ve missed me”
“she’s not even born yet but already such a daddy’s girl” you sigh.
hyunjin giggles at the pout on your lips and you couldn’t help but then giggle yourself.
“you’re ok, though? you question him, suddenly remembering why you were even here in the first place.
“i am now that you’re here.” he sniffles, failing to hide his illness from you.
a/n: i haven’t written a fic in years but i was inspired by a dream i had so i just went with it 😭