Kpop Imagines

Minho (SHINee)

Minho has been going out with you for over a month. Valentine's day was approaching at quick pace. You haven't heard him talk about any plans. No whispers of the word date, nor any about flowers or even chocolates. You were expecting for something very romantic this year so not hearing anything sent your mood into the gutter. 

On the day, you walked around the park noticing a lot of couples spending their valentine's together romantically. Seeing this your spirits sank even more. It was Valentine's Day and your boyfriend hasn't even come in contact with you. 

Suddenly your phone sang SHINee's Hello song indicating you had a call. Answering the phone noticing it was Minho you sang a high pitched "Hello" trying your best to contain your excitement. 

After the phone call you began heading towards SHINee's dorm. Minho had invited you to come and meet the rest of the SHINee members since you have never formally met them yet. Personally you wanted more of a romantic date with Minho than him and his members.

Once arrived at their dorms you buzzed yourself up and headed straight to their door. Knocking on the door you heard footsteps stomping it's way to the door and opened it. 

It was Minho, alone.

The lights were dimmed and it was him alone. He was wearing a buttoned up white shirt with a pair of nice dark jeans. You looked him up and down as he did the same to you. You were still wearing your loose t-shirt and sweat pants from when I was walking in the park. Changing clothes never crossed my mind on my way here. 

"Should I have changed before getting here? You should have told me to wear something fancy." you questioned him pointing a finger towards yourself.

He grabbed your hand and dragged you into the room, closing the door behind you. You noticed the small table with candles and wine with romantic music setting in the mood. 

"I only need you, fancy or tacky." He leads you to sit down on a soft cushion then pours a bit of wine into your glass and his as well. 

You both take a sip but as you set down your glass you notice Minho was starring right into your eyes. They were glistening with stars in them and you know that's the look he gives you when you both know you're in love.

He holds out his hand on the table, palm facing up. Minho looks at you insistently but you have no idea what he wants. You see him knock his knuckles onto the surface of the table, waiting for you to do who knows what. 

He groans getting impatient and leans over the table and grasps your hand into his as he intertwines your fingers. And sets himself back down on his cushion. He puts his elbow on the table and leans his head onto his hand as he pouts in front of you. 

"Minho oppa, I'm sorry. I didn't know what you meant with your hand, I'm sorry." you apologized to him, still holding his hand.

You were truthfully happy he was still holding your hand. you were never the one in the relationship who took the initiative. He was pouting but you still found it so cute. Reminding yourself he brought you here for a romantic dinner, you decided to brighten his mood so you could get to eating since you were getting hungrier by the minute. 

"Jagiya, what do you want me to do for you to forgive me? I'll do anything." You told him shifting over to  be in his sight.

After you finished speaking he looked at you intrigued. "Anything?" he said

"You know there are limits but yes, anything at the moment." you told him, knowing he wouldn't ask what you couldn't do.

He leaned in closer over the table. "Kiss me." He then closed his eyes waiting for you to do as he told you. 

Your grip on his hand tightened as you suddenly started getting nervous. You leaned your head closer to his where your noses were almost touching but stopped. 

"Well are you going to y/n? Or will I d-" he was interrupted when you suddenly kissed him.

You were going to part from his lips when it suddenly got deeper. His fingers traced your jaw as his tongue was asking for entry into your mouth. You let it in as you could not resist. Your hand soon followed it's way to his neck where you held his hair.

Minho separated from you first, leaving you leaning over the table. You sat back down on the cushion twirling your hair in your finger as  your cheeks were flushed deep red.

"I-i'll go get the food." Minho said, him as well blushing, as he pointed towards the kitchen and got up to go get it.

Once he came back you and him had a wonderful time being all lovey-dovey, sharing your foods together. You both food fed each other and kept holding hands through all of it.