#shownu day

[joybeatrice]

#monsta x #shownu #shownu day

[nunuxhoho]

Happy Birthday Shownu(18.06.22)🌟🐻🌟

#shownu #perfect man #nunu #🥺🥺🥺 #happy birthday #shownu day

[mon-mon-ang]

I just know 🐻🐰🎂🍫🎉🥳🎁 ShowHo

It’s Shownu Day

#shownu #wonho #showho #together forever #monsta x #shownu day #HBD Shownu

[froghwon]

shownu word association

#mx7net #monstaxedits #monsta x #shownu #vicsedits #sn #mx words #(currently away on a trip. so if ur seeing this then it posted on schedule :D) #happy bday to my fav leader <3 #so glad hes back. im so excited for his and hyungwons subunit aaaaaaaa #hope ur having an amazing day my dude. always be healthy <333

[honeyimissjoo]

#happy mx debut day #monstaxedits #hyungwon #shownu #kihyun #changkyun #jooheon #hyunghyuk #showki #jookyun #e.w #e.g #mx #monsta x

[timetominhyuk]

231103 SN TWITTER UPDATE

#231103 #monsta x #minhyuk #fair hair #orange #twitter #happy minhyuk day #shownu

[scuopsie]

Our prince charming 😭🤍

#monsta x #shownu #240417 #is it just me or is he getting more handsome every day😭😭😭😭 #links

[5racha]

Happy Birthday Son Hyunwoo ✦ June 18 1992

#mx7net #cheytermelon #melontrack #boyidoledit #dailybg #malegroupsnet #mgroupsedit #kpopccc #son hyunwoo #shownu #monsta x #gifs #monsta x shownu #happy birthday to the best boy #happy shownu day #birthday

[shownuxhyungwon]

#SHOWNURETURNS! D-10 — FAV MV APPEARANCE: ALLIGATOR (2019)

#10 DAYS!!!!!!!!! #shownureturns #monstaxedits #monsta x #shownu #*ngifs #*sg

[niteview]

happy birthday, shownu ♡

#monstaxedits #mx7net #shownu #monsta x #son hyunwoo #* #nu #HAPPY SHOWNU DAY <3333 #BE HAPPY STAY HEALTHLY LOVE YOU MISS YOUUUU #i haven't giffed since february :') so if this is Weird LOOL

[monstax--bebe]

#literally for the Singles #Shownu #born on fathers day #june 18th #monsta x

[maxsix]

Wildfire: Shownu x Hyungwon version

#shownu #hyungwon #monsta x #wildfire my beloved #every day i look to the sky and thank the Universe that hyungwon worked on Wildfire #maxsixgif #i am patiently waiting for the studio version #i know it exists but i want it officially recognised #RECOGNISE THIS CHAE HYUNGWON

[atinyfantasytothemoon]

love for Producer Honey

MX in Gambler Behind (5/?)

tagging @babyyodahugs

#lee jooheon #joohoney #chae hyungwon #lee minhyuk #son hyunwoo #shownu #monsta x #gambler behind #emilie posts #ikr me posting two days in a row who am i

[mon-mon-ang]

6.18

“I’m happy because of you🐻”

Be healthy always

Be happy with monbebe forever!

Happy Birthday our Handsome Nunu❤️

#shownu #shownu day #HBD Shownu #monsta x #6.18

[theleeminhyuk]

Happy Shownu Day!

Dearest happy birthday to our one and only Nunu leader! I miss you so much, I can't wait for you to be back from your duty. Thank you for being who you are and always bringing a smile to us. Take care!

#monsta x #gif #gifs #monstaxedits #monstaxgifs #happy shownu day #hbdtoshownu #hbd to shownu #son hyunwoo #shownu

[lavenderbexlatte]

day 18 - public sex

monsta x 1.5k words female reader insert Reader x Son Hyunwoo (Shownu) NSFW

🖤 warnings: no-nonsense approach to flirting, public nudity and such, the loss of many buttons (rip), penetrative sex, unprotected sex 🖤

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"I thought that was you."

You glance up from your phone, to find a man looming over you.

"Excuse me?" you ask, going for polite and not quite making it.

He's looking at you with an earnest knowing grin on his face, not quite the sneaky expression you'd expect on a guy who's definitely trying to pick you up. No, instead, he looks triumphant that he's correctly identified you, whoever he thinks you are.

"I thought I recognized you," he repeats. "I was right."

"Recognize me from where?" you ask.

He waves his hand vaguely. "Some other thing like this."

You know what he means. The press events blur together, when you're one of the dozens of pairs of hands on any given campaign. Print ads, live fashion shows, television commercials, they all have one thing in common: release parties, where the wealthy designers (in name only, in your experience) and the models deign to mingle with the rest of you who actually get the product made.

You don't mean to sound jaded about it. You just kind of are.

"Are you from GQ, or...?" you ask politely.

"Oh, no," he laughs sheepishly, "No, I'm Hyun- Shownu."

Ah. Now you understand the swagger he'd approached with, the confidence that even the most stalwart assistants and publishers lose after enough rinse and repeat. He's the model.

"Nice to meet you," you say.

"That was you, wasn't it?" he presses.

You're genuinely apologetic when you say, "I really don't know what you mean."

"It was in...like November?" he says, handsome, handsome face furrowed in thought.

"In November?" you repeat, nonplussed.

"Long time ago, I know," he says. "I was coming off a runway, and I saw you..."

And you remember.

Oh, God, you remember him.

He was on a runway for a line you'd helped photograph, and the lead stylist had begged you to be there to fill out the crowd. It was a smaller brand, so there wasn't much reach beyond a few influencers who'd agreed to market the pieces and the rest of the staff who'd produced it. Empty photographs wouldn't do, so there you were, front row, off in the corner, making the room look fuller.

Models are all beautiful people, in some way or another, and he was no exception. You'd realized part of the way through that a friend of a friend was in the show, too, and you were trying to catch her eye when he came off the runway.

He'd looked at you. You looked at him, after the creeping feeling of eyes on you tugged your attention away from hailing your acquaintance.

He looked you up and down, top of your head to the heels on your feet. He smirked, eyes dropping to half-lidded suggestion. It sent a full-body shiver through you, you remember, the distinct feeling of being targeted, in the best way.

And before you could react, he was gone, exit stage right, and you didn't see him again that night.

You hadn't thought about him since.

But here he is, looking at you in that same way. Hungry, appraising, just a little bit intimidating.

"I do remember," you say finally, "At that thing for the Fullsun line?"

"That's right," he says.

"Good to see you again, then," you say.

Shownu - he was originally going to give you another name, but you'll use this one, since he seems to want you to - smiles. "Did you come here with anyone?"

"Nope."

"Do you want to leave here with anyone?"

Now that is one way to do it, you marvel. "Maybe."

"What if it was me?"

"Then I'd be interested."

The parts of the event that you needed to attend are over. It's devolved into a proper party, now, just the staff and VIPs mingling, putting the sponsored open bar to good use.

"I have to go change out of this before I leave," Shownu says, tugging on the lapels of the designer suit jacket clinging to his broad form like a second skin.

"On loan?"

"The brand always dresses us," he nods. "Annoying."

"I'll wait back there," you say.

"Is that okay?"

You grin. "I'm staff. Of course it is."

It's the truth, anyway. You have more of a right to be there than he does.

You follow him to the little dressing area in the back, little offices made of moveable walls, probably meant for something other than being green rooms for fashion events. He slings off the jacket before he even shuts himself into the room. On instinct, you grab for it, putting it back on the hanger that dangles from the doorknob. It can't wrinkle, it's on loan.

"Hey. Are my clothes out there?" Shownu asks, after a moment.

You glance around. Sure enough, there's a pair of jeans and a dark shirt folded on a chair behind you.

"Yeah."

"Can you hand them to me?"

He set you up. He absolutely did. And you're gonna let him follow through. "Sure."

He opens the door and stands there shirtless and expectant as you grab the clothes. He's got the chiseled form you would expect - abs, pecs, lats, arms - but he's broader, like this, than he looks while dressed. It's interesting. Most people look bigger in clothes, especially in a well-fitted suit.

"Thanks," he says, taking his clothes from you.

"Are you sure you have to get dressed?" you ask.

Shownu coughs a little, like he forgot how to breathe. "What?"

"I mean, you look so...wow."

He preens a little under your gaze. "I guess I don't have to."

You step forward and hook your fingers into the waistband of his suit pants. "What about these?"

"I have to give them back, too," he says.

So he pops the button and lets the garment fall right out from under your hand, leaving him in just a pair of sleek seamless boxer-briefs. Such a professional.

"There."

He's got no shame at all, it seems, standing there in just his underwear, the dressing room door wide open. Anyone walking past could see him, could see you staring at him.

"You're overdressed, now," he says lightly.

You look down at your own slacks and blouse. "I guess I am."

"Can we fix that?"

"I think we can."

Your blouse has pretty mother-of-pearl buttons that you're quite fond of, and you're going to need to hand-stitch them all back on, because Shownu simply takes hold of your blouse and pulls it open, sending buttons flying.

"Didn't even rip," he says.

He's right, you note, dazed, the delicate fabric is perfectly fine. How often is this man ripping shirts off people? How often can that person be you?

You shrug the useless shirt off your shoulders, and back Shownu into the dressing room. Just the partial shelter of the three walls makes you feel better, even though you leave the door wide open behind you.

He makes quick work of your bra, and then your own button and zip find their way down.

"Why pants?" he mutters, letting the wide-legged trousers fall down your legs and gather over your high heels.

You step out of them. "Much harder for people to get up-skirt photos in pants."

"People still do that?"

"You have no idea."

Shownu mutters noncommittally, his mouth much too busy exploring your cleavage.

That door is still open, meaning that anyone who happens to come back here - other models, members of the press, anyone on your team - will be able to see the two of you, all but undressed. The thought should make you nervous, but all it does is send arousal pealing through you. Combined with Shownu's lips tracing a path up your throat and his hands toying with the band of your panties, you can't make yourself care at all.

"I wanted to fuck you, first time I saw you," he murmurs against your skin.

He hasn't sworn once yet, and having him do it now is indescribably sexy.

"Sorry for making you wait," you tease.

"Not waiting much longer."

He peels your panties down, breathing out another swear as he gets them off and lets them pool at your feet, too.

"People are gonna see us," you warn him.

"Doesn’t matter.”

Oh. Well.

As if to prove his point, Shownu turns the two of you around and presses you to the open door where it rests just inside the room.

You're all but on display now, completely visible as he hikes one of your legs up around his hip, high heel still strapped to your foot. It's early yet, and no one would come back here, but if they did, they'd be getting a show.

Even more of a show, now, as Shownu slides his own underwear off. You're too busy peering around for passersby to watch him do it, but you take notice when his erection - hot, beading with precum that smears against your thigh, and big - presses up against you.

You probably won't get fired if someone sees you, since you're a contractor and all that.

But as Shownu lines up with your entrance and starts pushing in, just a bit, teasing, that fucker, you don't really care.

#I'M MAKING THINGS RIGHT FOR MYSELF ON THIS DAY #kinktober 2022 #kpop kinktober #monsta x shownu fanfic #monsta x shownu smut #shownu fanfic #shownu smut #son hyunwoo fanfic #son hyunwoo smut #monsta x fanfic #monsta x smut