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25. Minhyuk- uwu

he bae

he say

he bae

(also for this one y'all are 22, not that it really matters content wise, but in america for colleges you have to stay in dorms for first year idk about second year so i'm playing it safe and going for third year)

also sorry for not updating in like ten trillion years yikes

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I promise I'll be back soon, mama. You know I'm going to be studying hard in Chicago, so don't worry! I'll make you proud, okay? Don't miss me too much, though. (Just kidding, I miss you lots too).

Sending kisses,

(Y/N)

PS: before you ask, yes, i finally have a boyfriend

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got my heart, uwu

Hey Daddy-O.

Warm lips touched the base of my neck as I yawned, sleepily reaching behind me to pat a head full of soft hair. I mumbled a response, somewhat along the lines of Hey g'mornin' t' you too, and went about the kitchen to fetch a mug for the tea I was brewing. The streets were already bustling, and the sun had just begun to peek over the horizon, rays of light shining through the stained glass windows of our shared studio apartment. It was small, yes, but homey.

As I sat down, Minhyuk drew nearer, plopping down beside me, arms wrapped around my smaller figure. I placed my head against his chest and closed my eyes in an attempt to catch a few more seconds of well-needed rest before classes begun. His hands gently floating atop my head, threading his fingers through my locks of hair and patting my back softly. With every breath he took, I could feel the drowsiness begin to overtake my body, slowly relaxing, my breathing pattern becoming more even and calm.

Not even a few seconds later, the whistling of the tea kettle was all I could hear as I was forcefully snapped out of my sleeping state. I sighed, slowly getting off the couch, cold feet touching the hard wooden floor, padding along towards the kitchen. With a huff, I took the hot kettle off the stove and poured the boiling water into two mugs, and plopped a teabag in each, setting the kettle on the counter.

got my soul, uwu

"Thanks babe." I nodded, smiling with my eyes closed as I sat back down next to Minhyuk, handing him his mug. I nearly burned the roof of my mouth as I drank the prematurely cooled beverage. I took a whiff of the honey and nutmeg tea and grinned, feeling a sense of home overwhelm my mind. Mom really does pack the best stuff.

My boyfriend's arm found a way to slither around my shoulders again as we bathed in each other's presences, soaking in the charm of the particular morning. As the sun's rays began to peer more and more into the kitchen, we finished up our mugs and went to place them in the sink. Once my body felt more awake and my eyes could actually open, I went to get changed.

Slipping on the usual outfit, I packed my bags and a bit of lunch, then headed into the living room, throwing my arms around Minhyuk. He laughed and kissed the top of my head, holding my face close to his as I puckered my lips, awaiting a morning kiss, which he complied to. I gave a little nod, satisfied as I went to eat breakfast.

"You want any biscuits? I bought a lot at the market yesterday. They were on sale."

"Gimme a pack." I got a roll and threw it to him, closing the door to the pantry. He cracked the roll open and started to eat, spilling things into his backpack, not checking to see if objects were missing. He's so messy, I swear.

got my life, uwu

For a moment, I just stood there, admiring him. In my eyes, he was perfect. Yet there were so many things he would nitpick about himself, and I can't say I haven't been there too. I wonder how he'd view me, if he were completely honest. After I'd moved out of my home, I wound up here, and I can't say it's been easy. But with Minhyuk here...

It's been so much better.

I can't explain the feeling I get every time I see him. My heart goes faster, my head spins, my insides flare up. What is the feeling of euphoria? Does it have these symptoms? My cheeks turn red and my brain short-circuits whenever he tells me he loves me. Whenever he makes jokes I can't help but laugh, even though I've already heard them. We've known each other for a short time, but I feel like I can trust him.

I've gotten to learn a lot more about him, as we've become roomies. We started dating last year, a couple months after moving in with him as roommates. We met in our first-year in Chicago, at the opening ceremony. I immediately wanted to become friends with him. As we "hit it off," I ventured to know more about him. I didn't know I really liked him until he confessed, but now I'm absolutely sure.

Even if we break up, and we go our separate ways, I want to remember him, and look back happily at this. Minhyuk really was the best I'd ever had. I can't help the swelling my heart does when he graces my mind, and maybe I can't make our relationship last forever, but I want to make the best out of everything.

"Babe? You're staring again." I snapped back into reality as my boyfriend caught me in my daze. I smiled and laughed awkwardly, picking up my bag.

"I just... thought I saw something?" He sighed and shook his head, zipping up his bag. The little piece of bleached hair at the front of his head bobbed up and down with every step he took, as he walked towards the door. He glanced back at me, smiling.

"You coming or not? The professor's gonna be pissed if we're late."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." I ran up to the door, bag in hand, eyes still glued onto Minhyuk's face. He looked at me curiously as I used a finger to swipe off a biscuit crumb.

"There." My boyfriend stopped for a second then broke into a grin, swooping down to hug my figure. I gasped, surprised at the act, too flustered to speak.

"What would I do without you, (Y/N)? God, I love you." Before I knew it, his lips were on mine and suddenly all was well in the world.

what i wouldn't do, uwu

i love you