I Freaking Loved This And Now I Desperately Need Minjae

I freaking loved this and now I desperately need Minjae

Closer Than Ever

group: xikers

pair: minjae x gn!reader

genre: fluff, suggestive, established relationship, shy reader

word count: 1.5k

content: making out in A LOT OF DETAIL.

a/n: dedicated to my bestie (the most insane minjaekkeo to ever exist) (i love you sm ☹️)

Minjae was, for lack of better words, “a perfect gentleman”. He always took things slow, always let you make the first move to avoid breaking your boundaries, never ever did anything without asking. That fact only made you blush even deeper as Minjae's hand gripped your waist and he backed you up against the wall behind you. Shivers spread throughout your body from where his fingertips dug into your skin, a sense of desperation in his grasp. His warm breath spread across your lips and the tip of his nose brushed sensitively against yours, making your whole body light up like it was on fire. He lifted his other hand, placing it on your chin, and the pad of his thumb softly tapped your bottom lip, sending a jolt through your heart. His dark eyes were half-lidded and glossy, his gaze stuck to your lips as he pressed experimentally against them with his thumb. You fought a strong shiver as his bangs tickled your forehead and you scruched the bottom of your shirt like a lifeline. A soft fragrance of sandalwood with notes of various floral scents you couldn't quite place filled your nose. A very familiar scent, the scent of him. This otherwise calming scent only worked to overwhelm you further, reminding you of the lack of distance between you and him and making your heart beat ever faster. 

After what felt like decades of him standing there and sending your brain into overdrive, he softly trailed the hand on your chin up to your ear, cupping the side of your face as his eyes slowly closed and he pressed a gentle, sweet kiss to your lips. A kiss no different from his usual ones, loving, warm, innocent. A kiss that felt like the first ever kiss you two shared after your third date. A kiss he waited to give you despite how you could tell he wanted to from the first date, his sneaky glances at your lips being not as sneaky as he had hoped. 

He gave you time to melt against his lips, feeling safe and secure with him and allowing your hands to gently hold either side of his jaw as he took slow breaths in and out through his nose, a habit of his you were more than used to from how often he gave you these seemingly never-ending sweet kisses.

There was a sudden change in him, though, and his breathing sped up, warping the familiarity of the situation and making your heart pound harder once again. His hand on your waist slipped further down your hip, holding onto the fabric of your cotton shorts rather than your t-shirt. The bold move made your breath stutter, and suddenly you couldn't handle breathing through just your nose anymore. You used your hands still on his face to pull him off of you gently, separating from you without much of a fight. Both of your eyes flickered open, immediately meeting each other before his once again fell directly back to your lips. They were unlike anything you've seen on him before, dark and heavy, filled with tension and…desire.

“M-”

You couldn't even get a word out, surrendering to his plump lips overlapping yours once again. It was a similar kiss to his previous, innocent in its nature, but there was something slightly different. Maybe it was the tension in the room, maybe it was the heat of your body, maybe it was the racing of your heart. Whatever it was, it was making the kiss much more breathtaking than ever before. The way his breaths from his nose hit your face was different too, faster and warmer.

He was the one to break the kiss this time, leaning his almost feverishly hot forehead against yours and using his hand to tilt your face up slightly as he took a tiny step closer. More of his bangs fell against your face and you couldn't suppress a shiver this time. His breath was heavy as it escaped between his lips and you were almost dizzy from his heat and passion. He brought his lips together and his tongue came out for a moment to wet them before speaking, his voice low and quiet.

“...Open your mouth for me…”

Five words. Only five words and yet every single one of them hit you like a freight train directly to the chest. You were suddenly grateful about being pushed up against the wall, it trapping you and yet also being a crutch to keep your weak knees from giving out under you.

It took a moment for his words to really register in your brain being such a far cry from his usual soft inquiries for consent before kissing you. This was nothing like that; this was almost a demand. 

Your heart thrummed in your against your ribs and you swallowed anxiously, throat somewhat dry from nerves. Yet despite your nerves and anxiety, you quickly obeyed, parting your shaky lips and squeezing your eyes shut in preparation. Sure, you were innocent, but not so innocent that you didn't know what he was planning.

His thumb rubbed along your cheek as if to soothe you before his lips planted against yours again, parted in the same way. It was a brief moment of calm before the storm of his tongue teasing along the inside of your bottom lip, setting your face aflame and turning your mind into a jumble of internal screaming. His tongue slowly snaked further, flicking against the tip of your own tongue before it instinctively retreated into the back of your mouth without you even noticing. He took his mouth off of yours for a moment, just long enough to speak in a deep, assertive, and frankly sexy tone you've never heard before.

“Baby…don't hide your tongue.” 

Your mind spun as his hand on your hip flew up to hold and better steady your face before he dove back in like a starved man. He tilted his head for better access before his tongue re-entered and roamed the inside of your mouth. Your hands slid to his chest and gripped his shirt tightly like an anchor.

You did your best to follow his instructions, trying to center your train of thought and focus on keeping your tongue available for him. His soft tongue finally found yours and curled around it, your knees buckling and threatening once again to give out on you.

You wanted to impress him, you wanted to make him happy, so you copied his movements the best you could, clumsily wrapping your tongue back around his in the opposite direction. Without hesitation he used his body to push you tighter against the wall, his tongue moving a lot more adventurously around the inside of your mouth as if determined to touch every surface and mark it as his own. You simply tried your best to hold onto your sanity and consciousness as the heat consumed you, but luckily he had mercy on you, his tongue retreating back into his mouth as he removed his lips from yours. You cracked your eyes open to see a string of saliva stretching between your lips and his right before breaking and trailing down your chin. It was such a lewd sight and it made you almost want to shut your eyes again and allow the darkness to consume you.

Minjae pulled back enough so your eyes could finally lay upon his entire for the first time in what felt like days. His hands slid from your face, leaving your cheeks strangely cold and empty. He quickly swiped a thumb over your chin and bottom lip, cleaning up the mess he'd left and shamelessly licking it off his thumb while staring unwaveringly into your eyes. You gasped and let go of his shirt, pushing your hands up over your face to hide from his gaze after what you two had done finally clicked in your head. Your ears perked up at a soft chuckle from the man in front of you immediately followed by his once rough hands gently peeling your hands from your face and leaning to peer into your eyes, an innocent smile and pink blush present in his features.

“You okay…?”  His voice was still deep but much less pulled tight with tension than it was only minutes before.

You nodded subtly, looking away from him as you tried to gather your scattered thoughts and form something to say. He quickly reassured you that there was no rush with a loving kiss on your forehead that calmed you down like magic. 

You quickly came back to your senses, your embarrassment dissipating as you finally looked back into the eyes of the man you loved and trusted with your life. The man that'd never do a single thing to hurt you. He was the man you wanted to spend your life with…and now you were closer than ever.

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SILLY ME TO FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU | SUNG HANBIN

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WHAT ! - while celebrating your boyfriends birthday, you give him a special gift

WHEN ! - (warnings) kissing, petnames, sappy juls 😇

WHO ! - non capitalization is intended , literally happiest birthday to my baby hanbin ☹️

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11:57 PM

Your phone illuminates as your boyfriend sleeps peacefully. You two have been dating for about 2 years and for those 2 birthdays that you spent with him, he’s been very casual about his day. He always just wanted to spend it with family and you, which you were okay with. But since debuting he decided he wanted to have a little peace and quiet, away from cameras, away from his members, away from everything but his safe space, you.

It was the first time he ever really requested something outside of just going to dinner, he wanted a weekend getaway which you gladly (and behind his back, he wasn't very happy about that but in your defense, it's his birthday 😒) paid for. Through these 2 years he has never failed to make you feel loved even on the days he couldn’t love himself and you made sure to reciprocate the same with the hopes that this year's gift would always remind him how much you appreciate him. Lighting up the candles on the cake you secretly got for him, you returned to the room. Opening the door quietly, meeting his peacefully sleeping figure you start singing Happy Birthday. Hanbin being the light sleeper he is woke up a bit startled making you laugh, he rubbed his eyes and once he processed the sight in front of him he sat up quickly and his lips quirked up even quicker. When you finished singing he closed his eyes making a wish then blew out the candles “Happy birthday binnie” you said as you put the cake on the nightstand and sat down next to him, moving the stray hairs out of his face. He stares at you with big eyes filled with adoration before speaking up “Thank You, baby”. you pause for a moment before getting up and digging into your suitcase.

“What are you doing?” Hanbin asked confused and a bit whiny as his right side was now cold. You pulled out a wrapped gift and sat down next to him again. He looked up at you with a scolding face. “heyyyy” he whined stretching out the ‘y’. “I thought we said no more gifts, I appreciate this a lot baby, but you already paid for the whole trip and it’s too much-“ you cut him off with a kiss. “I didn't spend any money on this, just open it hm?”, his eyes darted to the gift then back to you confused about what you were doing. Carefully unwrapping the gift to not ruin the paper he pulls out a journal. he looks back at you for what feels like the millionth time to which you roll your eyes playfully “Just look at the gift!”. He laughs at your eagerness and admires the decorated cover, he turns the cover to the first page and sees some stickers, a Polaroid of you two, some hamster pictures, and more pictures of you two with writing in the middle “to sung hanbin :-)”. flipping the next page he sees a short paragraph

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“Hi, binnie !!

this is the first day I'm writing this page, it's 1-01-23.

every day I will be writing something about you, whether it's points of why I love you, paragraphs recapping my day after hanging out with you, me appreciating you, or just me scrapbooking us.

every day I will be doing this until I give it to you.

I hope you still love me by then but enjoy my love :-)”

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He scoffed at the last paragraph and kissed your cheek “I'll always love you.”

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He flipped to the next page and saw it was a paragraph from the same day

1-01-23 marked in the corner

“I couldn’t wait to write the first entry so here we are,

today is the first time I've spent New Year's with someone other than my family and I think I realized something today. I love you, I always knew that I felt something for you while we were dating but I could never pinpoint it. that flutter I got in my heart when you would hold my hand, or that beating in my chest when you would look at me in my eyes and call me ‘beautiful’. all of these feelings I felt for you but I never really thought about it

I guess that's what happens when you're in love, you forget love is even a thing because it's not the idea of love you're focused on but rather the person. I never had to think about whether I loved you or not because I guess it was instinctive? in a way it sort of feels like you were made for me, all of our inside jokes, how your hand fits perfectly in mine, and how you can read me and tell how I'm feeling before I even do.

like I said I knew I always loved you, but tonight it was different. how you kissed me when the new year hit and looked at me afterward. like I was the only person you had ever seen before, it was the look in your eye and the way you told me you loved me that made my heart shift, THAT was my movie moment. the things you only see in films or fiction but thank you for making it a reality hanbin

to many more years :-)

your truly, y/n “

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he closed the book and gently set it down next to him and stared at his lap. you put your hand under his chin and he stared at you with that same look in his eyes from New Year's, except this time with tears. he hugged you tightly and whispered gently “I love you” and “Thank you” ‘s

After wiping his tears, you two just talk about your trip so far and what you want to do the next day while eating cake before he pauses. “you know what Yujin told me a few weeks ago?” he said while putting a piece of cake in his mouth. “hm?” you responded while eating your cake

“hamsters lick you as a form of kissing”

“they do?”

just then you feel a piece of frosting get wiped on your face. turning to look at the culprit he smiles and sticks his tongue out like a cat

“HANBIN NO”

safe to say that night was filled with love and giggles :’-)

OMG plis stop Dohoon is the cutest 😍😍 he got me giggling and everything 🤭🤭

(240606) TWS - hey! hey!

wiping something off their lips (jaehyun ver.) 𓉞⋆｡˚☁︎｡⋆

members: boynextdoor legal line x gender neutral reader

genre: fluff, friends to lovers, they have a crush on u waaah >_<!!!

wc: 1.6k

a/n: this was supposed to be 600 words... something insane happened in my brain and i churned out 1.6k in an hour. let me know if you liked this <3

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as the #1 messiest eater in boynextdoor, this scenario is most likely to happen to him… have you seen the multiple videos of riwoo wiping food off his lips… also aside from being #1 messiest eater he is also #1 babiest baby boy of boynextdoor.

when you’re both walking along the streets of seoul and spot a vendor selling cream-filled pastries, jaehyun rushes forward to purchase two—one for him, and one for you. he’s so excited that he gobbles down his pastry and makes an entire mess. there’s cream all over his lips, and he looks like one of those happy babies with food smeared all over their mouth (although not to that extent… but almost lmfao)!!! he doesn’t notice the mess he’s made until you grip his chin and tell him to “stay still.” you pull out a wet wipe from your bag and carefully dab at his lips. 

with your eyes still trained on his mouth, jaehyun takes this moment to stare at you. he’s always known you were pretty, but something about you being this near him is making him feel utterly lightheaded. your perfume is sweet and comforting, and your fingers on his lips feel so gentle. whether it be your scent or your voice or your presence, he likes everything about you… wait, like?

“all done! you gotta be more careful next time,” you lament, disposing the wipe in a nearby trashcan. “anyway, those creampuffs were the best thing i’ve ever tasted since the tiramisu we ate last month…” at his lack of response, you realize jaehyun’s not walking beside you, and you swivel around to see him standing stock still in the middle of the street. his expression looks like he’s come to some sort of realization. “jaehyun?” you bound over to him and wave your hand in front of his face, and he snaps out of his little daze.

“yeah? no, yeah, sorry, i just… let’s go,” jaehyun starts walking, and you trail after him, confused. what was that about?

“so i actually like like them,” jaehyun announces back at the dorm. “i thought it was normal that i found them cute and everything, because anyone with eyes can see that! i didn’t think that it was deeper than that. but i realized that it wasn’t just about their looks… i just. really enjoy their presence and how i can be myself in front of them, like, really myself you know???” taesan and leehan share a look before shaking their heads in unison. “hey!” jaehyun protests. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“we know,” taesan bemoans. “you talk about them your every waking moment, and whenever you spend time with us, you always talk about how you wish they were here.”

“taesan’s right,” leehan adds. “you look at them like they hung the stars. i think it’s obvious to everyone except you, honestly. and them too, because they think you flirt like that with everyone.”

jaehyun groans in response, messing up his hair in frustration. “so… what am i gonna do? it’s not like they like me back. this is driving me crazy... how am i supposed to act around them now that i know i like them?!” his friends share another look. “don’t do that!”

“calm down, jaehyun.” leehan comfortingly pats his friend on the shoulder. “why don’t you treat them as a friend first while you’re unsure about what to do next? after all, you like them as a friend too. i’m sure your dynamic wouldn’t change that quickly.” jaehyun nods in agreement, swearing to do exactly that.

taesan laughs at this. “well, i think jaehyun’s going to fuck this up by being very awkward and obvious.” 

leehan shoots taesan a glare. “don’t mind him, jaehyun. we’re both on your side.” taesan huffs but doesn’t disagree. okay, jaehyun. just be normal. how difficult can it be? 

it proves to be extremely difficult, actually. the next time you hang out together, jaehyun thinks everything is going well, and both of you are talking and laughing like normal. half an hour later, you and jaehyun are snacking on bunggeopang on the side of the road. the streets are empty today save for a few high school students milling about. jaehyun, unaware of how messy an eater he is, is too enthusiastic about his pastry. he’s gesticulating wildly, reenacting a funny story that happened to him days ago, and doesn’t notice until you firmly grip his chin between your fingers. “jaehyun, stop moving for a second.” oh fuck. be normal, be normal, be normal…

expecting to feel cool cloth on his face, jaehyun all but freezes when you use your thumb instead to wipe off the pastry filling on the corner of his mouth. oh god. oh fuck. oh fuck fuck fucking god fuckity fuck fuck. “sorry, don’t have wipes with me this time,” your tone is regretful. jaehyun feels like his heart is about to jump out of his chest. he attempts to wriggle out of your hold, but you grip him even harder. “stay, jaehyun.” oh god, that made me feel some sort of way. fuck, wait! be normal, be normal, don’t say anything… “i’m not done. there’s still some on your…” 

to make it worse (or better, jaehyun can’t tell at this point), you trail your thumb over his bottom lip several times, nodding when you’re sure there are no more smears. “there! all clean,” you declare, finally letting go of jaehyun. he feels his knees go weak as you suck your thumb into your mouth, releasing it with a pop. you’re wearing a very pretty lip gloss. oh fuck. “ooh, custard filling, my favorite! i should have gotten that flavor… maybe next time,” you sigh forlornly. “anyway, jaehyun, should we get going?”

“uhhhhhhhhhhh,” is the only thing jaehyun can respond with. his brain is malfunctioning and he can’t do words anymore. “uhhhhhhhhhhh.” 

you frown in concern and put a hand on his shoulder. “jaehyun? is something wrong-”

jaehyun can’t do this anymore. “ilikeyousomuchihaveacrushonyou,” he blurts out all in one breath, hiding his face in his hands out of mortification. “i’m sorry. i thought i could pretend and act like things were normal between us, but ever since you wiped my mouth last week and you were so close to me, i couldn’t stop thinking about you. and how i feel so nervous around you now that my heart is just going insane. i just had to be honest with you, i don’t think i can keep it a secret. i tried but i failed and. i. i…” 

at your lack of response, jaehyun peeks at you through his fingers. you’re stone-still, and he can’t tell what you’re thinking. oh fuck. he suddenly recalls his promise with leehan and taesan to treat you as a friend first and realizes how badly he’s fucked up. a fresh wave of fear overcomes him, not just at the thought of you rejecting him, but at the notion of losing your friendship. oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck… 

jaehyun’s trying his best not to cry, but he feels so miserable. “i’m sorry, you can ignore that, i don’t want to lose our friendship, i promise that i won’t let my feelings affect our friendship, please, i still want us to be friends.” maybe if he rambles long enough, he thinks, he can suppress the impulse to wail like a little child. 

“wait, jaehyun, i… you like like me?” he nods. “like, more than friends?” he nods again. “like… romantically?”

“yeah,” jaehyun lets out an exhale. “‘m sorry i confessed all of a sudden. i just. couldn’t keep it in anymore. i just have all these feelings for you that i didn’t know where to put them. but i swear,” he pleads, “we don’t have to talk about this. we can just move on from this and i won’t bother you with my feelings ever again. i, i really care for you and still want to be your friend…” 

“what if…” you whisper, “i don’t want to?” 

jaehyun’s face falls, and it takes everything in him not to sob. he’s never even considered the possibility you might not want to be friends anymore. “oh. i. i mean that’s totally understandable. i respect that, yeah. i must have made you uncomfortable. i’m sorry. i won’t bother you anymore.” don’t cry in front of them, jaehyun, don’t cry…

but before jaehyun can turn to leave, you grip his hand tightly so he can’t escape.“no, jaehyun. i mean… what if i didn’t want to move on? what if… i want us to be more than friends too?” 

jaehyun can’t believe what he’s hearing. “wait. are you serious?” a feeling akin to hope blooms inside him. 

you nod, your expression growing shyer by the minute. “you’re always so kind and attentive to me. you listen to me whether i’m feeling good or shitty, and you never mock me. and… you’re also really cute,” you giggle. “i honestly thought you saw me as a friend because you flirt with literally everyone… until you confessed, now. i really like you too, jaehyun, if you’ll have me…?” you still haven’t let go of his hand, and you’re idly playing with his fingers while waiting for his response. 

“OH MY GOD YES! i mean, yes! me too! please! i would. like. yes. i want. to be your boyfriend, oh my god, sorry, i keep stumbling over my words like an idiot,” jaehyun babbles. he feels his hand grow sweaty with nerves and tries to twist out of your grasp. instead, you beam, pull him in with your intertwined hands, and peck his cheek. oh my god, they just kissed me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “well… at least you can be my idiot. now let’s go!” you don’t let go of his hand, and jaehyun has a dopey, lovestruck grin on his face all the way back.

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the best birthday boy with the Biggest Heart 🫣🫶

god i can’t stop thinking about him with a strength & size kink… eeeeeep

his chest GET HIM OUT OF MY FACE

imagine you’re exhausted because you’ve been fucking for a while; you’ve been switching different positions and now you’re riding him, but your legs are getting so weak, you can barely move, but you gather the little bit of strength and energy you have left encouraged by how close you are to cum again. your nails are marking his naked chest from your intense attempts meanwhile his fingertips dig a bit deeper in your ass cheeks. “tired, baby?” he gives you a coy smile while you can just whine in response and shake your head. “need a hand?” he smiles again and this time his big firm hands help you out by moving you up then pushing you down his cock. “there you go… good girl.” before you know it, you reach another orgasm again as he bounces you up and down with ease and jerking his hips up against you. the pounding would be intense, and the muscles of his arms would flex as he controls your body 🫠

that’s just one of the many ways he’d manhandle you though… </3