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minleeeknow · 2 months

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minleeeknow · 2 months

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‘stray cat’

‘pairing’ -이민호 (lee minho/lee know) x fem!reader

‘genre’ - fluff, college au

‘tw’ - kissing, flirting, teasing, lost cat, angst if you look closely

‘word count’ - 1.4 k

‘to get tagged’ - pls reply to the taglist post, this post, or just ask me

‘lee’s notes’ - lowercase intended, not proofread

pls note, reblog, anything

minho hears a scratching sound come from his window. he looks up to see the shadow of a cat perched on his windowsill.

a faint meow comes from the cat and it scratches its claws against the glass again. minho opens his window and a slender siamese leaps into his bedroom. the feline weaves itself between his legs, purring softly.

“hi, kitty,” minho coos. he has a soft spot for cats and he reaches down to stroke the cat’s soft fur. the cat stretches across his legs, its purrs getting louder.

minho notices the mark of a collar among the fluffy ruff of fur. “did you run away, kitty?” minho asks, crouching down. his long fingers scratch the feline’s dark brown ears.

another familiar mew announces the presence of one of minho’s cats, soonie. soonie and the new cat sniff each other before leaping into minho’s lap. he laughs as he runs his hands through their soft fur.

the next morning, minho wakes up with a light weight on his chest and sees a curious face of a siamese cat staring at him.

“hi kitty,” minho says, booping the cat’s nose with his index. eager for the same attention, soonie, doongie, and dori leap onto minho’s body and shove their faces into his.

on the other side of his bedroom wall, you curl up on your bed, lonely as hell. your cat had disappeared yesterday, leaving only her collar. the thought of your trigonometry test and dance assessment forces you to get out of bed.

dark rainclouds gather in the sky, signaling the arrival of rain soon.

as you lock your apartment door, you see your neighbor say goodbye to his cats. a deep longing wrenches through your heart as you listen to him.

“bye soonie! bye doongie! bye dori! bye kitty!” he says with his beautiful, smooth, melodious voice.

four cats? you think, confused. i thought he only had three, since like, yesterday. i think i’m losing it.

you don’t realize you’re staring until he says, “hi.”

“hi,” you squeak shyly, self-consciously fixing your hair. as he looks at you, you realize how pretty he is. he looks at you with gorgeous big boba-colored eyes thoughtfully.

“do i know you?” he asks. then he snaps his fingers before you can process. “you’re yn, right? from my dance class, trig, chem… and linguistics?”

“yeah,” you utter, staring at him hypnotically.

“i’m minho,” he introduces himself, smiling. you almost faint at his cute little bunny smile.

“yn,” you reply, finally mustering enough energy to make your brain cells function half of what they’re capable of.

“well, i’ll see you around?” minho asks. “maybe let’s exchange numbers later, huh?” before you can reply, he leaves with your heart, his bag slung across one shoulder, throwing a finger heart back at you and a small, shy smile.

you smile back, half in shock, half in ecstasy, your loneliness forgotten.

the solemn day drags on until lunch break, when you decide to escape to your favorite cafe. you haul your bag onto your table and take out your folder, a handful of sharpies, and your phone.

“alright, chai, i’m getting you home,” you breathe out as you open your folder. taking out your first missing cat poster, you take a black sharpie and uncap it.

your hand flies across the paper as you write in neat script “missing cat. female brown siamese with blue eyes. comes to the name chai. please call xxx yyy once seen.”

“hey, mind if i sit?”

you look up from your work. “oh. yeah, sure, sorry about my mess,” you murmur apologetically. minho shrugs, flashing another cute smile. he toys with a black bracelet, matching the white one on his wrist.

“why aren’t you with your friends?” he asks hesitantly. you stiffen immediately, your grip on your pen tightening. minho notices, of course he notices, he can notice anything.

“oh. i’m sorry–” he stammers, his cheeks reddening. you don’t say anything, you’re too focused on trying not to break down and on your handwriting. his pretty eyes land on your cat’s picture and he freezes.

minho stares at the image of your cat, his heart racing. his hands shake as he thinks back about the stray cat he cared for yesterday. the kitty he found looked exactly like your chai.

“um, i–i have to go,” minho stammers, standing up. his bunny smile is gone, instead he’s biting his lip. you stand up as well, trying to grab his hand before he leaves.

“min–” minho slips out of your grasp and disappears, his eyes covered by his bangs.

minho avoids you the rest of the day. dance practice was especially hard not to interact with him. you were paired up with him, like fate.

you can still remember the way his hands held you up when he accidentally crashed into you, the way he licked his lips nervously as he stared into your eyes.

“sorry,” you mumble under your breath to him as you accidentally elbowed him. minho tries not to smile at your obvious flusteredness as he breathes down your neck. you shiver involuntarily and he smirks, suddenly summoning some energy and forgetting the game of avoidance.

“you’re a good dancer,” he murmurs in your ear at the end of practice as he flies past you and disappears through the door. once minho leaves, the guilt of taking your cat gnaws at his heart again.

as soon as he steps outside, the drizzling of rain starts. minho stares up at the flecks of water painting across the sky and smiles slightly.

he twists the key to his door quickly and opens it. his three cats attack him and minho leans down to scratch each of their ears. he realizes his kitty, your chai, isn’t there. instead he sees chai’s silhouette on the window. chai taps the glass and minho opens it, confused.

the rain patters loudly against the rooftops of the ground floor and before minho can blink, chai is gone.

“no!”

as you walk back to your apartment, the rain attacks you viciously. you have your hood on but you can feel the wetness seap into the fabric. realizing the hood is useless, you take it off, letting the raindrops fall on your head.

suddenly you see a siamese cat a few meters in front of you on the sidewalk, looking straight at you. you blink a few times, thinking it’s an illusion of the rain and your mind.

“chai?” the cat meows and turns around and runs away from you. you take a fraction of a second to react and you’re running after her.

“you freaking cat–” you mutter as you run along the side of the buildings to avoid the random people walking.

chai leads you to what used to be your favorite park until–until you discovered your ex was cheating on you here.

you see chai walk up to a shape that looks vaguely familiar holding an umbrella. you get closer when you recognize them.

“minho?”

“yn?”

minho looks up at you, memorizing your body. your cheeks are flushed from running and your hair is damp from the rain.

you open your mouth but no sound comes out. minho laughs and takes your hand, pulling you under the umbrella and closer. your back is against his chest and he rests his chin on the top of your head.

“so, here’s the short version,” minho begins quietly, suddenly shy. “i may have accidentally taken in your cat not knowing she was yours and here we go, i was scared you’d think i had stolen her but then she escaped and–”

you unravel his arms from your waist and press your index to his lips, stopping his frantic flow of words.

“hey. it’s fine,” you say, smiling. “i guess she wanted us to–” your voice becomes a squeak. “be together?” you feel your cheeks turn red and you bring a hand up to cover your embarrassed face.

instead, minho catches it and pulls you swiftly into a kiss. the feeling of his soft lips against yours makes your heart race in your chest, threatening to burst out. minho cups your chin and the kiss becomes harder.

your mingled breaths warm the atmosphere around you until you both break the kiss. minho looks down shyly, a small smile on his lips.

“and all this time, i thought she was just a stray cat.”

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minleeeknow · 2 months

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broke my heart and then hoon just put it back together

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y/n had just finished decorating the cake she baked for liz's birthday, coated in pink frosting and red hearts, her apron covered in cooking ingredients and cake batter. she put the cover on the dessert just as her younger brother welcomed himself into her home. "you know there's this thing called knocking, ever heard of it?" she mused, cleaning up the mess she made in the kitchen. riki shrugged his broad shoulders and took his shoes off. "i live here."

"this is why liz thinks you're homeless," she snorted, before nodding her head in the direction of her room to give them privacy. y/n wasn't very open with her internal struggles to the majority of their group. sunghoon, fuma and chaewon were the only one's aware of her stance on her family trauma and where her relationship lies with her parents. the last thing she wanted was for one of her housemates to overhear what riki was about to tell her and start to pity her.

"okay. let it on me." she sighed, throwing herself on her bed, grunting with her brother did the same thing on top of her. she pushed him off making him chuckle before his face dropped, his expression swarming with a mix of confusion, anger and what she would call bitterness. "what did dad want, ki?" she sat up, noticing his change in demeanor instantly. he looked at her with teary eyes, breaking his sister's heart. she hated it when he was sad, and she hated it even more when he cried. "oh babe." she frowned, wrapping her arm around his shoulder and guiding his head to hers. "mom's sick… like really sick." he mumbled under his breath, almost as if he said it out loud, it made everything that much more real. "oh…" she responded meekly, resting her head upon his.

she wasn't exactly sure how to feel. her relationship with her parents is damaged, damaged beyond repair. she's sworn since she was little she hated them, the same way they did with her. however, she would never wish ill will upon them. they were still her parents after all. her inner child still had a small sliver of hope somewhere inside her dim heart, that maybe one day they would acknowledge everything they did to her and her brother as children. how they traumatized the siblings, and how hard they had to work to heal and move on with their lives, alone. was she so wrong that in the back of her head, lingered a thought of 'karma'?

"is that all?" she bottled up her mix of emotions, shoving them way down in the pits of her heart as she recognized riki was taking this news much harder than she was. he always had a closer relationship with their mom than she did. her mom had a soft spot for the boy whereas she had nothing but fiery hatred for his sister, one to which neither of them could understand where it came from.

"she needs money for treatment. dad demanded we fork over 5 grand to cover it. i kept telling him you work at a coffee shop and i'm a full-time student, we don't have 5 grand and even if we did, we wouldn't give it to them. that must've struck a nerve because after that he just started spewing nonsense. that were both ungrateful brats, and that both of them wish they never even had us, how we're dead to them-" he choked up, as he relived his father's harsh words. y/n rubbed a hand up and down his back in a feeble attempt to comfort him. "after so long i just had to hang up on him, i couldn't listen anymore."

y/n nodded, "and you shouldn't have to, ki. nothing he said was true," she grabbed his face by his chin, making him look at her through watery lashes as he sniffed, "who cares how he feels about you, or even how mom feels. you're MY kid. i raised you. and i love you. that's all that matters. they're nobodies and they made this abundantly clear throughout many points in our childhood. we've accepted it and we've moved on. he wouldn't have even called you if it weren't for the fact that he needed money, otherwise, he would've just let mom die without even giving us a heads-up. he called you because he thinks you're easier to manipulate, he knew better than to call me. you are so much more than what they make you out to be, so fuck them." her brother sent her a tight-lipped smile as she dried his tears, kissing the top of his head. "i love you, y/nie." he sighed, wrapping his arms around her torso making her squeeze him warmly. "i love you too, kiddo. now go, i think i just heard the boys get here. i'll meet you out there, yeah?" with a nod, he squeezed her shoulder before making his way out of her room.

then and only then, did she allow herself to break down silently. this breakdown was different, however. it wasn't out of sadness. no that wasn't what she was feeling. this was anger. full-blown rage and resentment swarming in her chest. how dare he try to manipulate her brother and play on his emotions? how dare he ask anything of either of them after everything he's done? the abuse, the toxicity, everything he has done has impacted her in ways he would never be able to imagine. she often wonders if she stayed with yudai through everything because she believed that was the love she deserved based on the way her parents treated her growing up. she cried into her hands, profusely wiping her tears only for more to take their spot on her cheeks. a knock on her door sent her into panic as she quickly dried her face and straightened her posture, "come in" she tried to sound as normal as possible. that was until the last face she wanted to see at that moment revealed himself from behind the door.

"i was sent to come get you." he eyed her cautiously, seeing her red eyes. once again his ability to read her like a book haunted him. he could tell something happened, that something was bothering her deeply. part of him wanted to ask, he always hated when she cried when they were friends. he felt like he had to fix whatever was wrong. a splinter? put a band-aid on it and kiss it better. someone hurt her feelings? press them in the hallways and force them to apologize. a nightmare? hold her until she goes back to sleep. "you're crying." i don't like it. "do i ask?" how do i fix it? y/n shook her head with a roll of her eyes. "is it that obvious?" he shrugged his shoulders. "not really." it is to me.

he watched closely as the girl stood in front of her mirror and wiped her red eyes. he didn't like that her pain still hurt him so much. maybe he just wasn't ready to admit that a tiny part of him still cared about her, if you looked past all the bitterness and resentment. but that was only a small part of him. "well pull it together and come out. everyone's waiting on their drinks." he spoke coldly, quickly turning on his heels and shutting the door behind him. he paused for a second, taking a deep breath to collect himself. faintly, he could hear a sniffle from behind her door, and even fainter, he could feel a pang in his chest.

y/n took a deep breath, ignoring sunghoon's usual annoying behavior. after a few minutes, she entered the living room holding a few bags of drinks her friends asked for. "there she is!" jake cheered from his spot on the floor, making her send him a small smile as she tossed him the few tall boys he asked for. silently she handed out everyone's drinks before taking her seat on the couch. chaewon leaning her back on y/n's legs.

the night went on as planned, the group laughing and conversing. but all sunghoon could focus on was the fake smile y/n kept sending everyone. he REALLY wanted to not care, to find satisfaction in his misery. but he couldn't lie. he pitied the look on her face. so when the girl got up from her spot on the couch and made her way to the kitchen, he ignored the confused glances his friends sent him as he followed her. "what's going on?" he questioned in a monotone, leaning his arms on the counter. he watched her glide around the kitchen, clearly trying to busy her body. "nothing, and even if there was, you would be the last person i'd come to." she sent a glare in his direction as she pulled out the cake from the fridge, and started looking through their cabinets for candles. when she found the cabinet they were hiding in, she stretched on her tippy toes to reach them, only to find them too high up for her to grab. she sighed, running a hand through her hair in frustration, before she felt a presence behind her, with a musk of faint cologne and a touch of aftershave. this was the closest in proximity they had been in over 4 years, and she hated the fact that she didn't despise it like she imagined she would. he reached over her and grabbed the candles with ease, before grabbing her hand, placing the pack in her palm, and closing her fingers around it. he watched her expression, "i'm not as big of a dick as you conjured me up in your head to be. if something's bothering you, who better to tell than someone who's seen you at your worst?" he whispered. y/n's heart was beating so fast, she swore she could hear it in her ears. she turned her head to look at him over her shoulder, eyes tracing from his dark hair to his mesmerizing eyes, to the moles on his nose. "but either way, your mood is bringing mine down, so do something about it." he muttered, letting go of her hand and placing his lighter down on the counter for her to use before exiting out of the kitchen. the girl scoffed at his bipolar behavior, her brows furrowed in confusion. between him defending her from yudai, and this situation if she wasn't confused before- she most definitely fucking is now.

he's utterly mortified at his actions, to say the least. he has no idea what came over him, why he decided to follow her, why he got that close to her, why he showed any kind of sympathy. all that he knows is that he felt warmth spread in his chest at their proximity, and he would be damned if he ever let it happen again.

A/N: now me personally i think ME!hoon is very lovesick by laufey coded he just don’t realize it yet give him time yall he a lil behind🤗no but honestly i listened to this song on repeat the entire time i was writing. DO YALL FEEL THAT TENSION BTWN THEM 🤭🤭🤭 park sunghoon rizz agenda

taglist: @goldenjupiterz @enhalov @hoonmidnights @je11yhee @minleeeknow @dimplewonie @koizekomi @abdiitcryy @erehkinnie30 @nxzz-skz

#enhypen fanfiction #k lables #enhypen #enhypen fake texts #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen au

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minleeeknow · 2 months

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oh my gosh i have never won a contest like this, bambi im so honored to be your third place!! congratulations to first and second your works were amazing!

first of all, thanks to all the wonderful writers who joined my event! all the entries were incredibly sweet and beautiful, choosing the order of winners was extremely hard... (╥﹏╥)

𝜗𝜚 first place : @wonryllis

entry, i tend to despise enemies to lovers.. but there is something with your writing that makes me feel so, so, so fuzzy and flustered. this is definitely one of the the best fics i’ve ever read in this app and you deserve all the love you are getting and far beyond ... ♡

𝜗𝜚 second place : @aakomii

entry, feeding me with jake content is genuinely the smartest move ever; i loved reading this.. clingy and playful jake is my favorite and i love this specific type of idol au! ... ♡

𝜗𝜚 third place : @minleeeknow

entry, loved that 02z work so much ..00 the way this was written is so satisfying. it was all just cutesy and giggles; smiles throughout the whole read ... ♡

𝜗𝜚 runner-ups :

@ynsvnte, entry

please send me a dm to claim your prizes ! be patient, prizes might take some time to be delivered ! ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

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minleeeknow · 3 months

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happy lunar new year <33

year of the wood dragon is here !!

#minleeeknow #minlee thoughts #minlee says #lunar new year

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minleeeknow · 3 months

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omg i made it !!!

WELCOME TO K-LABELS

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minleeeknow · 3 months

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rereading and it makes me sad <33

‘it hurts’

‘pairing’ - idol!이민호 (lee minho/lee know) x ninth member!fem!reader

‘genre’ - hurt, comfort, angst, ninth member au

‘tw’ - hurt, angst, stressed/toxic lee know, kissing, established relationship, a fight

‘word count’ - 0.9 k

‘to get tagged’ - pls reply to the taglist post, this post, or just ask me

‘lee’s notes’ - lowercase intended, not proofread

pls note, reblog, anything

“stop! you’re doing it all wrong,” minho snaps for the millionth time in that one hour of dance practice. you clench your teeth as he runs his hands over your body. usually his touch sets you on fire, but not this time.

“you’re too stiff here,” lee know comments dryly. “why are you so uptight?” he pokes you in the ribs, a gesture that would have been taken as a teasing motions if he wasn’t yelling at you.

“how am i supposed to relax with you screaming at my every move?” you shoot back, slapping his hands away. hurt flashes in your boyfriend’s eyes for a split second and gets replaced immediately by hardness.

“usually i would let all of your flaws pass, but we have a tour coming up in a week,” minho spits out angrily. he cracks his knuckles, a frequent habit he does.

“my flaws?” you echo. “my flaws?”

“yeah, what about them?” lee know demands sharply, crossing his arms over his chest.

“are you implying i mess up all the time?” you say calmly even though strings are snapping inside of your brain. as stray kids’ second main dancer, you feel slightly offended.

“that’s enough,” minho utters stiffly, his muscles tensing uncomfortably. he doesn’t meet your eyes as you stare at him.

“no, it’s not enough. you don’t get to have the last word when we’re talking about my mistakes here,” you say slowly, heat rising up to your cheeks. “what is wrong with you today? have i done something that my presence keeps rubbing you the wrong way?” your voice cracks at the end and you wince, hating the way you sound.

“no.” lee know mutters, almost unintelligibly.

“what?”

“no!” your boyfriend yells, raising one of his hands. “but now you’re starting to get on my nerves!” a look of regret washes over him the moment the words leave his mouth. instead of wearing another mask of no regrets, his eyes widen and he takes a step towards you.

“yn–” he reaches out to touch you and hold you but you move away. “i didn’t mean it,” minho pleads, guilt seeping into his voice.

“no. you meant it. you meant it all,” you say flatly, feeling numb. yes, sometimes lee know was a little harsh and mean, but inside he always cared about you. but he never, ever, tried to hit you before.

“jagiya,” minho utters quietly, trying to reach for your hand again. you pull away fiercely. the image of him raising his hand still glares at you in your mind. seeing it again makes you snap. you turn away from lee know and run out of the dance practice room, hot tears stinging your eyes viciously.

“yn!” lee know calls desperately, running after you.

you decide to hide in the most obvious place ever: minho and your shared office. pictures, polaroids, and handwritten notes litter the bulletin board above your and his desks. as your desk is messy with papers scattered all over, pens everywhere and your computer dumped on top, minho’s is neat and organized. simple stacks are sitting on the corner of his desk, his pens in a glass jar with your picture and his cats’ taped to it. his computer is equally as decorated with cat stickers and a stray kids sticker.

you stare at the pictures on the bulletin board, a small peek at what the walls of your rooms look like at home.

your vision gets blurry as you feel tears flow again. photos of you leaning on minho’s shoulder, selfies of minho teasing you and you covering your smile, and pictures of minho hugging you haunt your vision. you crumble onto the chair, burying your face into the palms of your hands.

“yn, baby?” lee know’s soft voice comes from the doorway. you sniff and stifle a sob as you look up and see minho’s sorry eyes and his pouty lips. he hugs you, his strong arms wrapping around you and you melt into his embrace. the sobs you’d been keeping rack your body.

“it’s okay, it’s okay,” minho murmurs into the top of you head as you cry into his neck. “i’m sorry, jagi. i’m so sorry. i love you so much, you know? i love you more than anything. i’m so sorry.”

“it’s okay,” you choke out, wiping your eyes. “i’m being stupid.”

“no, you’re not,” lee know says sternly. he brushes hair out of your eyes and kisses you, long and hard. his hands wrap around your body as you lean into him gently.

“i was just stressed. i’m so sorry i took it out on you,” minho mumbles into your neck.

“it hurts when you do that,” you say softly, running your fingers through his soft hair. you sniff quietly and he kisses your neck slowly.

“can i make it up to you, yn?” lee know asks, looking up at you with big eyes. he hugs you again, kissing you once more.

“it’s okay to be hurting. i will help it not hurt anymore. i promise.”

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