STRAY KIDS ONE-SHOTS

[ Touch ] Minho x Reader

For years, Minho had learned how to suck up his emotions and move on. His family was strict with stereotypes and with Minho being the only son, he was dumped with expectations of him needing to be strong-minded and he was never allowed to cry. His relationship with his family members was brutally painful physically and mentally. The rules for him were that he was never allowed to cry, he had to be strong physically and mentally, his grades must be at the top of the class, and he was to never speak up to his parents. Sadly, he was an only child which meant that he alone had to endure all the harsh punishments. 

Not once in his entire life did Minho ever have someone's touch linger on him with so much care and love. He could never recall the last time anyone had ever given him a high-five or even a simple fist-bump. He never cared for any of that, even when his own friends who dragged him into their friend group weren't allowed even to poke him. 

But then, Jang Y/n came along... and suddenly his dark and scary world seemed brighter than it had ever been before. He was always weirded out by how easy it was with you. He would wonder how it was possible for someone so caring and loving like you to exist in this cruel world. He was so weirded out and confused he would always try to distance himself from you but it was difficult when his own friends had taken a platonic liking towards you. As time moved on, he realised that whenever he watched you give a friendly yet loving hug or pat on the back to his friends or to your own, he would always crave for someone to do the same thing. He wanted someone to hold him, to hold his hand, to hug him, to give head pats, to cherish him, to baby him, to care for him and his own needs, to comfort him, and maybe even some kisses here and there. He didn't know why he wanted these things so suddenly but all he did know was that he wanted these from you, and only you. It took a while, but he did confess, leading you two to become the famous couple in the school. 

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Y/n was talking to her best friend, Kila and her boyfriend Marco about the homework that was given by their English teacher. The homework was to work in a group of 3 and identify the facts, opinions, and biased statements in 3 long passages. It was a pain it really was, "Wait so is this sentence considered a fact or an opinion?" Kila asked her as the three of them sat in the library looking at different passages. Y/n had already texted Minho that she'd be with Kila and Marco, "Uh let me see." Y/n offered and took the passage that Kila was previously looking at "What the fuck is this shit?" Y/n asked as she scanned the sentence. "Ya'll are dumb." Marco laughed off while Y/n rolled her eyes "Boy, you got no room to talk you failed that English test with a 9/50." Y/n sassily stated with a raised eyebrow "The test was hard!" Marco tried to defend himself "It was about identifying verbs, adjectives, and adverbs!" Y/n argued back. 

But the girl soon shut up when she felt something on her head "Minho? Is that you?" Y/n asked without needing to look up "How'd you know?" Minho's voice erupted in Y/n's ears as she relaxed under his touch and the sound of his voice. "I can smell your cologne." Y/n smiled as she pulled a chair next to her out for Minho to sit at. "I thought that you were with Han and Changbin." Y/n said remembering what Minho had replied to her in their conversation as she passed back the paper to Kila "By the way, I think it's more towards opinion." Y/n quickly said to Kila and as Kila took the paper back she nodded. 

"I was with them, but then they kept teasing me about being a lover boy," Minho replied as his hand snaked his way to Y/'s thigh, not that Y/n minded. "Aren't you though?" Kila shot at Minho with a sly smirk on her face "You're always so touchy touchy with Y/n, it's so cute!" Kila quietly fangirls remembering that she's still sitting in the middle of a library as Marco soothes her back "I just enjoy her touches." Minho simply said and with those 5 words. 5 words was all it took for a whole butterfly zoo in her stomach. 

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After a while Marco, Kila and Y/n were done with their work so the four of them went their opposite ways with their own lovers. Y/n and Minho walked along the streets hand in hand with a silent atmosphere around them. "Did you really mean it?" Y/n suddenly asked destroying the silence around them, "Mean what?" Minho asked as he started to recall what could Y/n be possibly referring to. "When you said that you enjoy my touch... do you mean it?" Y/n asked again as she looked away at the gravel, slightly embarrassed by her own question. 

Minho looked at her silently as the two of them continued to walk to their final destination "Why are you asking that?" Minho asked worried that there could be something more behind the seemingly simple question "I just feel like that sometimes I'm too clingy considering that you would often avoid people's touch so I started to think that maybe, just maybe you don't really like my physical affection and that you're just forcing yourself to do all these things." Y/n answered truthfully, she felt the weight of the answer get heavier as the silence from Minho killed her. "It's true that I always avoid other's touch. But when it's your touch, it feels different. It's warm and safe." Minho finally replied after a short moment of silence, his answer to her statement made Y/n look up at him. 

"I've never really wanted or had the urge to feel someone's skin on mine, but when I met you. Your touch was the only thing that I wondered about, I craved it. Not like in that dirty way, but if you want to take it that way then sure I don't mind." he chuckled as Y/n blushed furiously as she hit his arm. "Okay, okay I'm sorry. But what I said was true, your touch was the only physical affection I have gotten since I could remember. I'm not used to those sorts of things but when it came to your hugs, or kisses, or just anything from you, I felt like I could just melt under your touch. I feel so comfortable with you that your touch is something that I know I'm safe with." Minho elaborated more on what he said. 

"So yes, I do mean it when I say that I enjoy your touch."