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lil-elle · 16 days

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I ACTUALLY WANNA KEEP WRITING THIS LIKE AAAHHHHHHHHH THEYRE SO IMPORTANT TO ME

Locked Out - Pt.2

group: xikers

pair: neighbour!minjae x fem!reader

genre: college au, fluff, pining(?), boy next door(?)

word count: 3.2k

content: no content warnings teehee ♡ (unless the existence of food is a content warning?)

a/n: read part 1 HERE

After finishing your food, you found yourself sitting down with Minjae on his couch, just chatting about this and that. The conversation just seemed to flow so naturally.

“So why exactly were you locked out of your own dorm?” He smirked, stretching an arm across the back of the small couch. You chuckled embarrassedly and dropped your head.

“Well…obviously I forgot my key when I was leaving for class this morning. That wouldn't have been a problem if it didn't just so happen to be the day my roommate was going to visit her sister. Overnight.”

“Oof.” He said, smiling.

“BIG oof. So anyway, she locked the door when she left while I was at class. Then I went to work, and when I finally got home- no key.”

He chuckled lightly into his hand, making you gasp and giggle back.

“Hey, don't laugh!” You smacked his arm playfully.

“I'm sorry!....It's kinda funny, though.”

You scoffed dramatically, not in a space at all to act upset with a massive smile stretched across your face.

“...That's when you showed up…” You smiled softly at him and his laughter dried up as a slightly flustered expression came across his face. “So, thank you.”

He suddenly cleared his throat and turned his head away, the red tips of his ears peeking out from behind his hair.

“Y-Yeah, o-of course…” He stuttered and you couldn't help but find his shy persona endearing.

“So…Minjae.”

“Hmm?” His head snapped back up to look over at you, his voice cracking slightly as he hummed.

“What's your major? I've never seen you around on campus before.”

The pink slowly faded from his cheeks as he responded.

“Music production! So, like composing and lyric writing, and I even do some performance based classes.”

You felt a strange tickle in your stomach as he said that and thought: “Wow. Okay, that's kind of attractive.”

“Woah, so can you like play the guitar and stuff?”

He let out a soft giggle.

“Yup. And the piano. And I can sing too.”

You couldn't help but chuckle at his sudden cockiness.

“Wow, and you're so humble too~” You said sarcastically, earning a bellowing laugh from him and a smile in a way that pushed up his cheeks and bottom eyelids, almost completely hiding his pretty brown eyes from sight. God, it was charming.

After a few seconds, he sighed and looked back at you.

“What about you, y/n?”

You thought for a moment before sighing with a wry smile growing on your face.

“Just…business, I guess, but it’s not really what I want to do.”

He leaned forward slightly, eyes showing complete, genuine interest in what you were saying.

“I actually don't know what I want to do…at all…”

His eyes turned empathetic as you continued.

“I-It's silly-”

“It's not. Not at all.”

You stared back into his deep, round eyes as he spoke with a firm yet gentle tone.

“Believe me, you have no idea how many different things I tried before I decided on music production. I think I switched majors like at least 4 times before landing where I am now.”

Your heart suddenly jumped as he said those words and your eyes went wide.

“4 TIMES?? What year are you in!?”

He looked taken aback for a moment before stuttering out his response.

“Um…well I'm in my first year as a music production major…but my third year in college in general.”

Your mouth fell open slightly.

“You're…21..?”

He nodded softly.

“You're not?” He asked in almost a whispered tone.

“NO?? I'm 19!”

“Oh! Wow. I didn't know they mixed up the ages when assigning us to dorm buildings.”

“Me neither!??!”

The two of you just stared at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. You were the first one to speak up through your giggles.

“You've been going here for 3 years and you didn't know either??”

He chuckled for a few seconds longer before taking in a breath and responding.

“I don't know! My roommates have always been in the same year as me and I'm not really the type to socialise with the neighbours.”

You giggled softly and he smiled widely at you, his eyes holding emotions you couldn't quite place, and you couldn't deny how much you wanted to just dive into them and find out every little detail about him.

“...Well I'm glad you decided to socialise with me, at least…” You mumbled before you even thought about it, shifting your arm to lay on the back of the couch as well, your fingers dangerously close to brushing against his.

He looked down at the floor with a shy smile before bringing his soft gaze back to you.

“...Me too…You're really cool, y/n…” Your heart skipping when he said your name was already more than you expected, but when the tip of his index finger brushed against your knuckle oh so lightly, it was as if a lightning bolt just ran through your body. Before you knew it, you'd yanked your hand away and were standing upright, fighting a blush quickly overtaking your face. Silence passed between you two for a few seconds, although it felt much much longer as you stood facing away and rubbing at the spot on your knuckle that he had touched.

“...Um…S-Sorry, I thought-”

“I-It's okay! I just…remembered I have class again in the morning, y’know?” You chuckled shyly, turning to face him despite the insanely obvious redness in your cheeks, which he definitely noticed as his cheeks slowly began taking on the same red colour.

“O-oh! R-Right!” He quickly stood, looking around and thinking for a moment.

“Uh…You can sleep in my bed if you want.”

Your blush only deepened as you stared at him, his words replaying in your head endlessly.

“...Huh?”

He just stared at you for a moment slightly confused before it hit him what you were thinking, his face growing so red that you could almost see the steam coming out of his ears.

“OH! NO! THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT, GOD NO!” He slapped his hands over his face and you could've sworn you heard him mutter “idiot!” before sighing and dropping his hands again. “I meant…you sleep in my bed, and I sleep on the couch.”

“O-oh! That makes more sense…” You giggled shyly, looking down at the ground. “But…I'm fine sleeping on the couch y'know? I don't wanna like steal your bed…”

“It's fine!” He hurriedly responded. “Really! I don't mind.”

You looked at the small couch guiltily.

“...It doesn't look very comfortable…”

He followed you gaze to the couch before looking across the room and then back to you.

“Then…I can sleep in Hunter's bed! Would that make you feel better? And before you say anything, he won’t mind, so don't worry.”

You couldn't help but giggle about how he seemingly knew the next way in which you'd protest. He'd successfully removed every reason for you to deny his offer and all you could do was smile up at him.

“Well…how can I say no to that?” You giggled and he smiled widely, looking back at you with that adoring look once again and you couldn't help but feel your heart flutter.

“...A-Anyways…” you mumbled, cheeks almost hurting from how much you'd smiled already tonight, “I'll um…go to sleep, if that's okay?”

He nodded, smiling.

“Y-Yeah! Yeah, of course.”

“Is there anything you need from your room before I go in?”

He thought for a moment before shaking his head.

“You're all good.” He said softly. “It's just that door on the left, there.”

“Thanks…” You muttered softly, picking your bag up and carrying it over to the door. You heard him sigh and mumble something to himself as you entered his room, but you couldn't make it out, and honestly you were too distracted to care. It was like a million different emotions were running through you at once. You felt weird but also giddy, excited, wired, flustered, happy, anxious, nervous, shy, etc etc. Pretty much any feeling you could imagine.

You softly shut the door to his bedroom and looked around, feeling strange to be in a boy's- well…man’s bedroom, especially without the man himself present. But it also felt strangely comfortable; not all that messy but also not insanely spotless so at least you could rule out psychopath, just a few shirts here and there and a used cup sitting on one of the side tables by the bed.

You set your bag down in the corner and rummaged through to find the shirt you wore to class stuffed into the bottom, thanking your past self for feeling lazy and just throwing on a pair of jeans and a kind of oversized shirt earlier that morning. You hastily changed out of your work clothes and into the shirt, before realising you'd either have to sleep in jeans, which honestly sounded like a nightmare, or sleep in Minjae's bed in just your shirt with no pants on, the thought making your stomach flip as you stared over at the soft grey duvet blanketing his bed. You sighed, ignoring the heat re-entering your cheeks, and decided on the latter option, placing your phone on the end table before climbing into the bed. You sunk into the mattress, the bed being surprisingly comfier than your one back in your room. “I thought we all got the same bed??” You thought, pondering how his felt so much softer. You turned over onto your side and pressed your face into the pillow. “Even this pillow is softer…” You took a deep breath in, the fabric of his sheets smelling exactly how you thought they would: like a man. Y'know, sandalwood, musk, maybe a hint of lavender and fabric softener. It was nice. It had really been a while since you'd been in a man’s bed. You thought back to your exes and shuddered before flipping over onto your other side and reaching to turn the lamp off, the room being consumed with darkness as you sighed and let your eyes close softly.

The harsh sound of a phone alarm pierced your dreams and your eyes fluttered open, hand already reaching for your phone on the side tables to silence what had disturbed your slumber. You tapped the screen and rolled over, groaning as you buried your face into the pillow. It took breathing in the unfamiliar scented sheets for you to finally remember where you were, quickly shooting up and looking around the dim room, lit only by a weak streak of light coming from under the door. “Minjae's room. Minjae.”

“...It's way too early to feel this flustered…” You mumbled as you lightly slapped your slowly reddening cheeks, before swinging your legs over the edge of the bed and unsteadily picking yourself up. Yawning softly, you grabbed your phone and turned it on to see the time, squinting as the bright, white light filled your vision. “7am…I wonder if she's home yet…”

You quickly slipped your jeans from yesterday back on before creeping out of the room, your eyes meeting Minjae's back as he rummaged through the fridge. You stepped forward shyly.

“Um…Morning…”

“Oh!” He turned around, another container of food in his hands that he then placed on the counter. “H-Hey…um…sleep okay?”

You nodded softly, stepping up to the counter to see what he had.

“When is your class?” He pried open the container of what seemed to be scrambled eggs bacon before popping it into the microwave.

“O-Oh..9am. But my roommate should be home by then, if she isn't already.”

He smiled softly, eyes dropping to the ground.

“I see…”

A slightly awkward silence passed between the two of you, only being broken by the sound of the microwave beeping and him taking out his breakfast.

“Hungry?” He asked as he placed the warmed up breakfast on the counter and retrieved a fork from a drawer.

“Oh, no no. It's okay, you have it. I already ate your curry yesterday…”

He chuckled softly.

“I don't mind, y’know? Plus I'd already eaten dinner by the time you showed up.” He pushed the container towards you a small amount and you quickly pushed it back.

“N-No, really, you eat. I'll have something quick before class.”

He smiled and nodded before finally digging into the eggs. You took a good look at his face, more or less the same as yesterday; soft hair falling effortlessly over his forehead, thick black glasses sat low on his nose, with the addition of his skin seeming glossier than yesterday and you suddenly wondered if he had a morning skin care routine or something. “That would explain why he's so…beautiful…”

You thought, turning away and looking down as you fidgeted with the hem of your shirt. He was the same as yesterday, but with a certain ‘morning’ charm to him, not to mention the extra roughness his already deep voice had taken on that you were trying so desperately to ignore since the moment he'd opened his mouth to greet you a few minutes ago.

“So,” He suddenly snapped you out of your trance and you looked back over to him just in time to see his eyes trail down to your legs and back up to your face in a way that made your heart stutter, “was it comfortable sleeping in jeans?” He said with a slight chuckle. You felt a slight warmth enter your face as you remembered your whole inner conflict from last night.

“O-Oh, I didn't…sleep in these…”

He looked slightly confused for a moment before smirking.

“Did you really sleep in that business-y pencil skirt that I'm assuming was your work uniform?” He shovelled another bite of egg into his mouth, keeping his eyes on you as your face only grew redder.

“N-No…”

He chewed slowly and you could practically see the thoughts in his head trying to put things together.

“...Do you…carry spare clothes with you…?”

You shook your head before burying your face in your hands. You couldn't see his face but you could easily hear the fluster in his voice as it clicked in his head.

“...Oh…f-forget I asked…”

You felt so embarrassed. You were sure he thought you were a weirdo for treating his bed like it was yours. Either that or incredibly naive and innocent. “...Totally just ruined my chances-…”

You blushed even harder, something you didn't even think was possible.

“...Why did I think that…? I just met this guy!”

Your brain felt like a battlezone as you took a deep breath in and out before sliding your hands off of your face, only to turn and see his face also littered with a splotchy redness that you couldn't deny was so cute.

Luckily your phone that you had placed in your jean pocket vibrated, breaking the awkward silence that felt like a crushing weight that you couldn't hold for much longer. You quickly fished it out, seeing a text from your roommate reading:

“I’m home and I brought breakfast if you want.”

You sighed and quickly typed a response before slipping your phone back in your pocket.

“I should go. My roommate just got home.”

You smiled shyly as he finished up his food and pushed the container to the side before clearing his throat.

“O-Oh, y-yeah yeah…of course…”

The air still felt awkward and tense, like there were words between the two of you going unsaid, either one of you too afraid to speak them aloud.

“I'll...just grab my stuff.”

He nodded and you walked back to his room to grab your bag, feeling a weird pressure in your chest that you couldn’t quite place.

You hauled the bag back to where he was now standing by the door, ready to see you out. You slowed to a stop in front of him, looking down at the floor and fidgeting with the strap of your bag.

“So…um…thanks. For everything.”

You looked up at him with a soft shy smile and he turned away as soon as you made eye contact, his ears quickly beginning to burn up.

“O-Of course! I-I couldn't just leave you out there…”

You giggled softly and he turned back, chuckling along and swatching the back of his neck shyly.

“Hey…if you never need a place to stay again for…whatever reason…I'll always welcome you here.”

Your smile grew at his words.

“Thank you, Minjae…” You said quietly, your eyes taking in his pretty features as you felt your hand almost unconsciously grab your phone from your pocket.

“If it's okay…can I get your number?” You felt the blush return to your cheeks again as his eyes slowly widened. “J-Just in case…” You quickly stuttered out as if trying to soften the flirty tension your own words created.

He nodded and carefully took your phone into his hands, you having opened up your contacts so he could add his in.

“...Just in case…” He repeated in almost a whisper, fighting a smile pulling at his lips.

After a few quiet seconds of him tapping at your phone screen, he handed it back, and you just stared for a moment at the contact screen reading 'Minjae', the sight making you smile for some reason.

“Well…” you put your phone back in your pocket and smiled at him, “I should get going…”

You slowly turned and opened the door, stepping into the much colder hallway compared to the warmth of standing next to him.

“S-See you lat-”

“W-Wait!” His hand suddenly came around and grasped the edge of the door just as you began closing it, pulling it back open enough for him to look you in the eyes. You just gazed up at him, wide eyed from being so caught off guard.

“...Are you…d-do you…” he stuttered and you blinked nervously, waiting for him to continue.

“D-Do you have a boyfriend?” When he finally got the words out, you felt your breath catch and your heart almost stop. You couldn't fight the immense heat immediately taking over your face, but you felt comfortable in knowing that his looked just about as red as yours.

The light that entered his eyes as you shook your head made you melt with how endearing he seemed, a wide smile he couldn't hide quickly overtaking his features.

“O-oh! W-Well…g-good to know!” He exclaimed almost a little too loudly, forcing you to stifle a giggle. “I-I'll see you later then, y/n…”

You nodded with a smile and he pushed the door closed, leaving you in a sort of daze in the hallway, staring a hole into his door.

“Uh…earth to y/n?” You were startled by a sudden voice behind you and turned to see your roommate poking her head out of your dorm room. “Woah, dude, are you okay? Your face is super red.”

You felt embarrassed and shy, but all of that was overtaken by the unfiltered joy and excitement overtaking your heart and mind.

“Mhmm…I'm awesome…”

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

TAGLIST:

@chocoeon @hyunukitty @ihyeokzu @cake1box @chiiyuuvv @shortnstupid @dogyunslover

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lil-elle · 16 days

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Now why do I wanna make a smau SO BAD. Like I have no idea what the plot would be or anything but it seems so fun and like much easier than fully writing something 😭😭

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lil-elle · 16 days

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Locked Out - Pt.2

group: xikers

pair: neighbour!minjae x fem!reader

genre: college au, fluff, pining(?), boy next door(?)

word count: 3.2k

content: no content warnings teehee ♡ (unless the existence of food is a content warning?)

a/n: read part 1 HERE

After finishing your food, you found yourself sitting down with Minjae on his couch, just chatting about this and that. The conversation just seemed to flow so naturally.

“So why exactly were you locked out of your own dorm?” He smirked, stretching an arm across the back of the small couch. You chuckled embarrassedly and dropped your head.

“Oof.” He said, smiling.

“BIG oof. So anyway, she locked the door when she left while I was at class. Then I went to work, and when I finally got home- no key.”

He chuckled lightly into his hand, making you gasp and giggle back.

“Hey, don't laugh!” You smacked his arm playfully.

“I'm sorry!....It's kinda funny, though.”

You scoffed dramatically, not in a space at all to act upset with a massive smile stretched across your face.

“...That's when you showed up…” You smiled softly at him and his laughter dried up as a slightly flustered expression came across his face. “So, thank you.”

He suddenly cleared his throat and turned his head away, the red tips of his ears peeking out from behind his hair.

“Y-Yeah, o-of course…” He stuttered and you couldn't help but find his shy persona endearing.

“So…Minjae.”

“Hmm?” His head snapped back up to look over at you, his voice cracking slightly as he hummed.

“What's your major? I've never seen you around on campus before.”

The pink slowly faded from his cheeks as he responded.

“Music production! So, like composing and lyric writing, and I even do some performance based classes.”

You felt a strange tickle in your stomach as he said that and thought: “Wow. Okay, that's kind of attractive.”

“Woah, so can you like play the guitar and stuff?”

He let out a soft giggle.

“Yup. And the piano. And I can sing too.”

You couldn't help but chuckle at his sudden cockiness.

After a few seconds, he sighed and looked back at you.

“What about you, y/n?”

You thought for a moment before sighing with a wry smile growing on your face.

“Just…business, I guess, but it’s not really what I want to do.”

He leaned forward slightly, eyes showing complete, genuine interest in what you were saying.

“I actually don't know what I want to do…at all…”

His eyes turned empathetic as you continued.

“I-It's silly-”

“It's not. Not at all.”

You stared back into his deep, round eyes as he spoke with a firm yet gentle tone.

“Believe me, you have no idea how many different things I tried before I decided on music production. I think I switched majors like at least 4 times before landing where I am now.”

Your heart suddenly jumped as he said those words and your eyes went wide.

“4 TIMES?? What year are you in!?”

He looked taken aback for a moment before stuttering out his response.

“Um…well I'm in my first year as a music production major…but my third year in college in general.”

Your mouth fell open slightly.

“You're…21..?”

He nodded softly.

“You're not?” He asked in almost a whispered tone.

“NO?? I'm 19!”

“Oh! Wow. I didn't know they mixed up the ages when assigning us to dorm buildings.”

“Me neither!??!”

The two of you just stared at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter. You were the first one to speak up through your giggles.

“You've been going here for 3 years and you didn't know either??”

He chuckled for a few seconds longer before taking in a breath and responding.

“I don't know! My roommates have always been in the same year as me and I'm not really the type to socialise with the neighbours.”

He looked down at the floor with a shy smile before bringing his soft gaze back to you.

“...Um…S-Sorry, I thought-”

“O-oh! R-Right!” He quickly stood, looking around and thinking for a moment.

“Uh…You can sleep in my bed if you want.”

Your blush only deepened as you stared at him, his words replaying in your head endlessly.

“...Huh?”

He just stared at you for a moment slightly confused before it hit him what you were thinking, his face growing so red that you could almost see the steam coming out of his ears.

“O-oh! That makes more sense…” You giggled shyly, looking down at the ground. “But…I'm fine sleeping on the couch y'know? I don't wanna like steal your bed…”

“It's fine!” He hurriedly responded. “Really! I don't mind.”

You looked at the small couch guiltily.

“...It doesn't look very comfortable…”

He followed you gaze to the couch before looking across the room and then back to you.

“Then…I can sleep in Hunter's bed! Would that make you feel better? And before you say anything, he won’t mind, so don't worry.”

“Well…how can I say no to that?” You giggled and he smiled widely, looking back at you with that adoring look once again and you couldn't help but feel your heart flutter.

“...A-Anyways…” you mumbled, cheeks almost hurting from how much you'd smiled already tonight, “I'll um…go to sleep, if that's okay?”

He nodded, smiling.

“Y-Yeah! Yeah, of course.”

“Is there anything you need from your room before I go in?”

He thought for a moment before shaking his head.

“You're all good.” He said softly. “It's just that door on the left, there.”

You quickly slipped your jeans from yesterday back on before creeping out of the room, your eyes meeting Minjae's back as he rummaged through the fridge. You stepped forward shyly.

“Um…Morning…”

“Oh!” He turned around, another container of food in his hands that he then placed on the counter. “H-Hey…um…sleep okay?”

You nodded softly, stepping up to the counter to see what he had.

“When is your class?” He pried open the container of what seemed to be scrambled eggs bacon before popping it into the microwave.

“O-Oh..9am. But my roommate should be home by then, if she isn't already.”

He smiled softly, eyes dropping to the ground.

“I see…”

A slightly awkward silence passed between the two of you, only being broken by the sound of the microwave beeping and him taking out his breakfast.

“Hungry?” He asked as he placed the warmed up breakfast on the counter and retrieved a fork from a drawer.

“Oh, no no. It's okay, you have it. I already ate your curry yesterday…”

He chuckled softly.

“I don't mind, y’know? Plus I'd already eaten dinner by the time you showed up.” He pushed the container towards you a small amount and you quickly pushed it back.

“N-No, really, you eat. I'll have something quick before class.”

“O-Oh, I didn't…sleep in these…”

He looked slightly confused for a moment before smirking.

“N-No…”

He chewed slowly and you could practically see the thoughts in his head trying to put things together.

“...Do you…carry spare clothes with you…?”

You shook your head before burying your face in your hands. You couldn't see his face but you could easily hear the fluster in his voice as it clicked in his head.

“...Oh…f-forget I asked…”

You felt so embarrassed. You were sure he thought you were a weirdo for treating his bed like it was yours. Either that or incredibly naive and innocent. “...Totally just ruined my chances-…”

You blushed even harder, something you didn't even think was possible.

“...Why did I think that…? I just met this guy!”

“I’m home and I brought breakfast if you want.”

You sighed and quickly typed a response before slipping your phone back in your pocket.

“I should go. My roommate just got home.”

You smiled shyly as he finished up his food and pushed the container to the side before clearing his throat.

“O-Oh, y-yeah yeah…of course…”

The air still felt awkward and tense, like there were words between the two of you going unsaid, either one of you too afraid to speak them aloud.

“I'll...just grab my stuff.”

He nodded and you walked back to his room to grab your bag, feeling a weird pressure in your chest that you couldn’t quite place.

You hauled the bag back to where he was now standing by the door, ready to see you out. You slowed to a stop in front of him, looking down at the floor and fidgeting with the strap of your bag.

“So…um…thanks. For everything.”

You looked up at him with a soft shy smile and he turned away as soon as you made eye contact, his ears quickly beginning to burn up.

“O-Of course! I-I couldn't just leave you out there…”

You giggled softly and he turned back, chuckling along and swatching the back of his neck shyly.

“Hey…if you never need a place to stay again for…whatever reason…I'll always welcome you here.”

Your smile grew at his words.

“Thank you, Minjae…” You said quietly, your eyes taking in his pretty features as you felt your hand almost unconsciously grab your phone from your pocket.

He nodded and carefully took your phone into his hands, you having opened up your contacts so he could add his in.

“...Just in case…” He repeated in almost a whisper, fighting a smile pulling at his lips.

After a few quiet seconds of him tapping at your phone screen, he handed it back, and you just stared for a moment at the contact screen reading 'Minjae', the sight making you smile for some reason.

“Well…” you put your phone back in your pocket and smiled at him, “I should get going…”

You slowly turned and opened the door, stepping into the much colder hallway compared to the warmth of standing next to him.

“S-See you lat-”

“...Are you…d-do you…” he stuttered and you blinked nervously, waiting for him to continue.

The light that entered his eyes as you shook your head made you melt with how endearing he seemed, a wide smile he couldn't hide quickly overtaking his features.

“O-oh! W-Well…g-good to know!” He exclaimed almost a little too loudly, forcing you to stifle a giggle. “I-I'll see you later then, y/n…”

You nodded with a smile and he pushed the door closed, leaving you in a sort of daze in the hallway, staring a hole into his door.

“Uh…earth to y/n?” You were startled by a sudden voice behind you and turned to see your roommate poking her head out of your dorm room. “Woah, dude, are you okay? Your face is super red.”

You felt embarrassed and shy, but all of that was overtaken by the unfiltered joy and excitement overtaking your heart and mind.

“Mhmm…I'm awesome…”

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

TAGLIST:

@chocoeon @hyunukitty @ihyeokzu @cake1box @chiiyuuvv @shortnstupid @dogyunslover

#xikers #xikers imagines #xikers fanfic #xikers fluff #xikers x reader #xikers minjae #minjae #kim minjae #minjae x reader

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lil-elle · 17 days

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I COULDNT HELP ITTT, I GOT TOO IMMERSED IN WRITING FOR HIM

Locked Out

group: xikers

pair: stranger!minjae x fem!reader

genre: fluff, college au, boy next door (I guess??)

word count: 1.4k

content: no warnings, just like one or two curses ♡ (istg I can't write without them)

a/n: HAPPY MINJAE DAY 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 (also yes there will be a part 2, it's already pretty much done im just sleepy and wanted to at least post this ON mjs bday)

“You're kidding….” You mumbled as you searched frantically through your bag for your dorm key. You'd pulled almost everything out of your bag at that point and yet there was no key to be seen. Desperately, you yanked on the door handle, hoping by some miracle it wouldn't be locked, but you weren't surprised when the handle didn't budge. You sighed defeatedly as you leaned back against the sturdy door and slid down, mind flashing back to your roommates words: “I won't be back until tomorrow morning, okay?”.

Slowly packing the things you'd pulled from your bag back in it, your mind raced through possible alternatives to sitting sadly outside your dorm all night. “Stay with a friend?” You didn't have many close friends that you'd feel comfortable staying the night with. “Go to a hotel?” Probably the most comfortable solution, but…expensive. “Bust the door down?” You chuckled to yourself as you pictured your weak body barrelling into the door as if you yourself were a battering ram.

A sudden door clicking open perked your attention and you lifted your head to see the door of the room across the hall open, a pretty boy with caramel brown hair and thick framed black glasses peeking down at you.

“Um…you okay…?”

It was only the beginning of the semester and you weren't exactly the type to go around introducing yourself to your neighbours, so this boy was a complete stranger to you. You didn't recognise his face, voice, or know his name. Nothing.

“Uh…” He looked down the hall confusedly and that's when you realised you'd just been silently staring at him, your face going red from embarrassment as you quickly stood.

“S-Sorry! I- um…I'm just…locked out, is all.” You muttered embarrassedly, prepared for him to laugh at you for getting yourself into such a stupid and silly situation.

He stepped out of his apartment, looking at you with a concerned expression, far from the amused expression you were expecting.

“Oh um…Did you…have somewhere else you could go?”

You felt slightly flustered by the care he was showing, something you weren't used to, especially when it came to college boys. You couldn't deny that it made your heart skip.

“Oh I-I don't actually…I was probably going to go to a hotel…I guess.” You chuckled awkwardly as you looked at him, getting a good look at his face and realising how handsome this boy actually was. You saw him look up and down the hall again, unknown thoughts running through his head, before his eyes landed back on you. He swallowed and took a breath in before speaking.

“You could…stay with me if you wanted?”

Your mouth fell open slightly and you just stared at him. You couldn't deny that it probably wasn't a very good idea to accept such an offer from a stranger, especially a man, but you also couldn't deny how genuine he seemed. While you weighed up the pros and cons of his offer, he stood nervously waiting for a response.

“I-I'm sorry, that's probably weird, isn't it?” He stuttered anxiously. “You're not going to stay the night with a stranger…” He scratched the back of his head. “I didn't really think before I spoke…idiot..” That last part came out whispered towards himself and you couldn't help but feel an amused smile pull at your lips.

This boy was different. Not like any of those cocky, confident assholes you now call exes. Or those sleazy, playboy dirtbags you surrounded yourself with in high school. This boy seemed kind yet unsure, like all he really was trying to do was offer some help to someone in an unfortunate situation but he didn't know quite how.

A small giggle escaped your throat despite your desire to hold it down, and he looked at you with a slightly shocked and nervous expression.

“Sure…that's very nice of you…” You smiled at him and he suddenly perked up, a smile crossing his face as well and his cheeks filling with a little pinkness. He was like a kid asking you to buy him a toy and you'd just said yes. It was cute.

“Well, c-come in!” He smiled brightly, stepping aside so you could enter. You swiftly pulled out your phone and texted your roommate about the situation as you made your way into his living room, so she knew just in case he did end up being a creep or a psycho. Slipping your phone back into your pocket, you slid your bag from your back and looked over at the boy now making his way to the kitchen.

“Um so…can I just put my bag down here?”

He nodded with a soft hum of agreement and you placed your backpack on the coffee table.

“You hungry?” He called out and you spun around, seeing him grab out what looked like boxed leftovers from the fridge. It seemed like either him or his roommate was quite the cook.

“Oh! U-um it's okay, you don't have to-”

“All I have to do is heat some of it up, don't worry. You a fan of uhhh…” he spun one of the boxes around in his hands, clearly he isn't the one that made it then.

“...Curry? Wait no…no, yeah, I think it's curry…”

You giggled softly as you walked over to him, placing your hands on the island counter and leaning over slightly to see the food in his hands.

“I'm assuming you're not the one that made this?” You spoke through giggles, turning your eyes to look up into his. He left out a soft amused sigh.

“Yeah…Hunter- my roommate is a big chef. Meanwhile…” he removed the lid of the container and sniffed the contents, “I just eat whatever he makes for me.”

“Makes for you? Wow, lucky!”

He chuckled and placed the container in the microwave to heat up for 2 minutes.

“Well he said he feels bad that he's never around so he makes extra for me as like compensation? I guess?”

You leaned your chin on your hand as he spoke. His voice was soft and something about the way he talked kept your full attention.

“Never around?”

“Oh yeah, he's always doing stuff like going to the gym or dance practice, going to the beach, the park, hiking. Y'know, the outdoors-y type.”

“Bit strange to be outdoors at, what, 8pm at night?”

He chuckled awkwardly and scratched his neck.

“Oh…yeah he's probably just out with some girl tonight.”

“WOAH? A player too?” You said amusedly as he laughed and pulled the curry from the microwave, stirring it around before placing it in front of you with a fork.

“Kinda. Loves outdoors and good with the ladies? Complete opposite to me.”

You gingerly poked at the curry with the fork, stabbing into a piece of chicken and blowing on it lightly.

“You're not good with the ladies? Come on~ I'm here right now, aren't I?” You teased before popping the chicken in your mouth. You knew the flirty undertone that the words you spoke held, but you said it anyway. “Why is that?” You thought as you stared up at the boy's smiling flustered face.

“I-I brought you in out of the kindness of my heart, not because you're a girl.” He explained, a shy smile and a small blush on his face. “I would've done the exact same thing if you were a guy.”

You smirked, swallowing your bite and pointing the fork towards him.

“That's still gentlemanly. Plus…maybe you swing that way.”

“Pfft-”

He let out a short laugh as you continued eating with a satisfied smile on your face.

“This is really good~” You remarked, too distracted by the food to notice the way he was looking at you, expression soft and admiring.

“...I don't think I caught your name.” He spoke up after a few seconds and you looked up into his eyes.

“Y/n.”

He smiled and stuck his hand out.

“I'm Minjae.”

You grasped his hand and shook it, feeling a slight electric shock when your hands met. Or maybe that was just the feeling of your heart skipping as he held eye contact with you, his caramel hair falling delicately over his forehead and his glasses sitting low on his surprisingly pretty nose. Either way, you felt something, familiar yet different from anything you'd felt before. You were looking forward to getting to know this boy.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

TAGLIST:

@chocoeon @hyunukitty @ihyeokzu @cake1box @chiiyuuvv @shortnstupid @dogyunslover

#if you give me a spoiler ill give you a spoiler 👀 🤷‍♀️#<- bet ill dm you rn 😍

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lil-elle · 17 days

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SUMINS ONE LMFAAOOO I LOVE HIM FOR THAT

☆⠀⠀XKRS — how they would pine over you !

hyung line x gn ! reader ★ fluff. technically idol au but it doesn't play a huge role ★ headcannon

warnings: mentions of eating. let me know if i missed anything!

n. i wrote this over a year ago now,, just now posting it. are we shocked? 💀 just a small reminder i don't write for 05 liners & younger!!

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED ! ⸜(ˊ▽ˋ*)

⁰⁰¹ : MINJAE.

minjae tries being slick about it (when he's actually very obvious) and adamantly denies he feels any way for you 💀

he'd "accidentally" order an extra plate of food,,

oh no! guess you'll have to join him! it's so convenient that none of his members are available right now!

it's also so convenient he only ever seems to over-order when you're in the office, too. . .

he'll leave you small motivational notes for you to read - in your bag is his favorite place since he's still a bit too nervous to give them to your upfront.

⁰⁰² : JUNMIN.

junmin pines secretly.

NEVER dares to tell his members - they will rat him out immediately (especially sumin 💀).

you might even think he hates you from the constant side-eyes he gives you, but that's actually him internally panicking and checking if you're looking at him. . . he doesn't hate you!! he could never hate you!!

he's always so nervous all the time around you - even once you two became good friends, he'd still find himself stuttering over his words when he speaks with you.

⁰⁰³ : SUMIN.

sumin likes you and will make sure everyone knows ♡

openly flirts. very giggly and teasing if he makes you shy (but will also get shy easily himself).

he feels no shame in being extra stand off-ish in front of you - whether you're laughing with him or at him, he made you laugh!!

that's a #SuminWin in his book!!

help he's the type to pinch you then quickly look away as if it wasn't him 😭

⁰⁰⁴ : JINSIK.

ham jinsik, who doesn't leave your side :((

from the day he met you he deemed you a "safe person"

always invites you out with him, memorizes your drink orders so he can make quick runs in the morning and gift them to you.

he pays close attention to everything you do and makes sure you know just how much he cares 💔

⁰⁰⁵ : HYUNWOO.

hyunwoo tries to make himself known to you in the office, but in the quietest way possible.

even if you're just standing in the same room as him, he'll be sure to show off his gentlemanly qualities - tidying up after his friends, offering waters to everyone he can, spots others when they're stretching. . .

his kindness wasn't fabricated by any means, but it was definitely amplified because of your presence :3

♡ 8TURNING 2024.

#silly guy 🥹🥹🥹

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lil-elle · 17 days

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STOPPPPPP I LOVE HIM SO BADDDDD

sakura 🌸 k. minjae

it's like nature was responsible for meeting your loved one

stranger/boyfriend!minjae x fem!reader 0.6k listen to the song!!

▸ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?

Sakura, or cherry blossoms, are well known for their image of fortune and beauty, the soft pink hue of the petals falling delicately from their stem, littering the ground in which people and animals walk on. The said creatures could even find it scattered in their hair or fur after a lovely stroll in the park, picking it off of their coats or even eating it if one desired. You could relate to cherry blossoms since they also represented the start of something new. Unlike your situation, though, these flowers were very ephemeral, lasting up to a limited time of two weeks. Your situation was (or so you hoped to be) eternal. You knew you’d live under these circumstances for the rest of your life with a smile on your face the entire time, you were sure of it.

You crouched down near these light pink flowers, your right leg bent in front of your face with your cheek resting against your knee cap. An annoyed sigh leaves your lips as you fiddle with your soon to be dirty white shoelaces, which seemed difficult to tie at the moment. You almost gave up on the idea and opted to simply tuck them into your shoe, when you hear a tree branch snap near your figure, your eyes averting from your feet to find the culprit of the sound. There stood a boy who looked about your age, a pair of black framed glasses sitting relaxed on the tip of his nose while also giving more definition to his facial structure. His boba eyes were round as they shake slightly, looking down to the pink littered floor as he silently bows apologetically for disturbing you, before giving a polite smile and continuing his walk.

You remained in your crouch position stunned, for you have never met a guy who looked so.. Pretty. He wore comfortable sweatpants and a plaid button up you swore was difficult to match with, yet he was able to sweep you off your feet, leaving you breathless in return. Your mind began to race as you thought back to the countless times you visited the park, each one of your flashbacks leaving you in a trance since you don’t ever recall the boy to be in this location.

Picking yourself up and dusting off your legs, you chuckle at yourself, feeling so foolish to fall for an unknown stranger who could have very bad intentions for his peers around him. But somehow your heart was able to convince your mind to pipe down, letting your rapid heartbeat do the talking for just this once.

A laugh echoes out into the open when you feel a hand wrap around yours, twirling you around with a smile on your boyfriend’s face when you finally collide, his hands trailing down your body to gently hold onto your waist. He begins waltzing you around the empty park with adoration coating his eyes, spinning you around once more before pulling you closer to his body. Delicately, he lifts your jaw with his finger, letting his lips linger onto yours as his eyes flutter shut. After smiling into the kiss, you wrap your arms around your lover, only releasing when you feel something land on your head. It was a light pink petal, the same one that witnessed your first glance down to your first kiss, a wave of nostalgia washing over yourselves as you rethink your past. It’s like nature was watching your relationship with a smile on their faces, happy they made another couple under their precious leaves.

︴bonus! happy birthday minjae !! credit to the server for coming up with the idea and @marw-lilia for extending it and @starryriize for proofreading it. I also going to give this a part two, to showcase @marw-lilia's thoughts on how they get together and everything. speaking of writing, please click here for an important message regarding my writing schedule

▸ taglist 📬 @hyunukitty , @cake1box , @mars101 , @nenede , @yuniniverse , @hunchan444 , @s00buwu , @cherrycolaberry , @wonootnoot , @pinievsev , @bluw0-ok

🎬 navi

@chiiyuuvv on tumblr . do not steal works/headers/line dividers

#HES SUCH BOYFRIEND MATERIAL #ANOTHER MASTERPIECE YUVIE #LITERALLY GIGGLING SO BAD

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lil-elle · 17 days

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Locked Out

group: xikers

pair: stranger!minjae x fem!reader

genre: fluff, college au, boy next door (I guess??)

word count: 1.4k

content: no warnings, just like one or two curses ♡ (istg I can't write without them)

a/n: HAPPY MINJAE DAY 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 (also yes there will be a part 2, it's already pretty much done im just sleepy and wanted to at least post this ON mjs bday)

part 2 is HERE

“Um…you okay…?”

“Uh…” He looked down the hall confusedly and that's when you realised you'd just been silently staring at him, your face going red from embarrassment as you quickly stood.

“S-Sorry! I- um…I'm just…locked out, is all.” You muttered embarrassedly, prepared for him to laugh at you for getting yourself into such a stupid and silly situation.

He stepped out of his apartment, looking at you with a concerned expression, far from the amused expression you were expecting.

“Oh um…Did you…have somewhere else you could go?”

You felt slightly flustered by the care he was showing, something you weren't used to, especially when it came to college boys. You couldn't deny that it made your heart skip.

“You could…stay with me if you wanted?”

A small giggle escaped your throat despite your desire to hold it down, and he looked at you with a slightly shocked and nervous expression.

“Um so…can I just put my bag down here?”

He nodded with a soft hum of agreement and you placed your backpack on the coffee table.

“You hungry?” He called out and you spun around, seeing him grab out what looked like boxed leftovers from the fridge. It seemed like either him or his roommate was quite the cook.

“Oh! U-um it's okay, you don't have to-”

“All I have to do is heat some of it up, don't worry. You a fan of uhhh…” he spun one of the boxes around in his hands, clearly he isn't the one that made it then.

“...Curry? Wait no…no, yeah, I think it's curry…”

You giggled softly as you walked over to him, placing your hands on the island counter and leaning over slightly to see the food in his hands.

“I'm assuming you're not the one that made this?” You spoke through giggles, turning your eyes to look up into his. He left out a soft amused sigh.

“Yeah…Hunter- my roommate is a big chef. Meanwhile…” he removed the lid of the container and sniffed the contents, “I just eat whatever he makes for me.”

“Makes for you? Wow, lucky!”

He chuckled and placed the container in the microwave to heat up for 2 minutes.

“Well he said he feels bad that he's never around so he makes extra for me as like compensation? I guess?”

You leaned your chin on your hand as he spoke. His voice was soft and something about the way he talked kept your full attention.

“Never around?”

“Oh yeah, he's always doing stuff like going to the gym or dance practice, going to the beach, the park, hiking. Y'know, the outdoors-y type.”

“Bit strange to be outdoors at, what, 8pm at night?”

He chuckled awkwardly and scratched his neck.

“Oh…yeah he's probably just out with some girl tonight.”

“WOAH? A player too?” You said amusedly as he laughed and pulled the curry from the microwave, stirring it around before placing it in front of you with a fork.

“Kinda. Loves outdoors and good with the ladies? Complete opposite to me.”

You gingerly poked at the curry with the fork, stabbing into a piece of chicken and blowing on it lightly.

You smirked, swallowing your bite and pointing the fork towards him.

“That's still gentlemanly. Plus…maybe you swing that way.”

“Pfft-”

He let out a short laugh as you continued eating with a satisfied smile on your face.

“This is really good~” You remarked, too distracted by the food to notice the way he was looking at you, expression soft and admiring.

“...I don't think I caught your name.” He spoke up after a few seconds and you looked up into his eyes.

“Y/n.”

He smiled and stuck his hand out.

“I'm Minjae.”

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

TAGLIST:

@chocoeon @hyunukitty @ihyeokzu @cake1box @chiiyuuvv @shortnstupid @dogyunslover

#xikers #xikers imagines #xikers fanfic #xikers fluff #xikers x reader #xikers minjae #kim minjae #minjae #minjae x reader

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