Mingyu Shorts

The Boys

it took everything in my body not to make a joke about the actual The Boyz lmao. stan them. also I can't decide if I want this to be chronological or not so yea...

"Y'know y/n," Mingyu said detaching his lips from yours, your body straddling his, your hands still tangled in his hair while his squeezed at your plush rolls, "You are such a soft," his lips met yours again, nipping playfully, his hands grabbing you a little rougher, "and messy thing." Mingyu accentuated this point by grinding upwards making a soft moan leave your lips, "No one knows how to take care of you," his hips bucked up again, a little harder this time, and he smirked at your gentle keening. His lips ghosting against yours, "But I do, don't I, baby girl?"

A breathy "Mhm" leaves your mouth and you grind down against him. With a soft grunt in strength, Mingyu flips your bodies over. You can't help but blush and he can't help but let a groan as he watches your body jiggle. He doesn't know when that became such a turn on for him, but fuck he just couldn't help himself.

Mingyu's hands grabbed at your large thighs and pulled them around his hips before removing his shirt. You complied and sat up a bit to run your hands down his toned abdomen. He smirked at you, grabbing your wrists and pinning them beside your head, before rutting against you again, grateful for the fact that you were only in your underwear and one of his shirts that he had somehow convinced you to put on.

That was how the two of you had ended up in this situation. He had been begging you for weeks to put on one of his shirts, but you refused due to the fact that you knew it would be snug on you. Mingyu, however, would not let up and so you caved in. He quickly pulled a black tee-shirt out of his closet and handed it to you. Mingyu chuckled at how, despite the fact that he had seen you naked lots of times, you turned away from him to remove your shirts and put on his.

You tugged at the shirt as it hugged at your curves a bit uncomfortable and Mingyu was all but drooling down his face. In all of the months, the two of you had been doing what he called friends with extra benefits and what you called dating, you had never worn any of his clothes so this had him soaring. He felt this swell of pride in his chest, a feeling of wow this is mine. She is mine. But he also felt the twitch in his pants. How could he not? The shirt hugged your body, wrapped around all of that softness he loved so much and that along with the sense of possession, he knew he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of you for long.

That led to you being on top of him, which is something else you tried to refrain from, but once the two of you had started making out your position was long forgotten. Now that he was on top of you, staring at you so intensely, you were nervous again. He could tell, but he couldn't stop looking at your figure in his shirt and your pretty white panties.

"Gyu, please stop staring so much," you pleaded weakly, looking away from him.

"I'm sorry baby, I just think you look so damn beautiful," he replied as he kissed all over your face and down your neck. You giggled at the kisses, but when his lips attached to the sweet spot on your neck, you mewled.

"Gyu, we shouldn't even be doing this right now," you breathed out, trying to ignore his hands that left your wrists and began massaging your breasts, "you will have company soon."

Mingyu bit your nipple lightly, through the shirt and your body jerked upwards, causing his clothed crotch to rub against yours, "Good, then they can watch," he grunted, your face going up in flames.

"I'd really prefer not to," a voice from the doorway spoke, "No offence to y/n, she's gorgeous, I just don't need to see your dick outside of the locker rooms."

You shot up quickly, almost knocking heads with Mingyu, who was far less embarrassed and opted just to sit up and turn his head towards the voice. There in the doorway were Seungcheol and Chan.

"Yea, we don't even wanna see it there," Chan spoke this time, "that being said, y/n, if you'd like to give me a private show," before he could continue there was an arm wrapping around his neck and dragging him downwards, sputtering.

"Sorry," Jihoon muttered, before dragging the squirming boy away in a headlock.

Mingyu sighed at the intrusion, leaning down to peck your lips quickly, before climbing off the bed.

Seungcheol chuckled as Junhui approached the doorway and rolled his eyes, "Are you gonna fix that," Junhui asked, gesturing to Mingyu's boner.

"Well I was about to before all of you fuckers barged in here," he grumbled, shoving his hand down his pants and readjusting.

You watched in bewilderment, your eyes scanning from the boys in the doorway and your lover standing in the room. You were now sitting up, crisscross, trying to pull Mingyu's shirt away from your body, and at least down to cover your crotch.

It seemed as though Junhui and Seungcheol both noticed your discomfort at the same time, "You shouldn't be so self-conscious y/n." Seungcheol said sweetly, his hand awkwardly attaching to the back of his neck.

"Coups is right," Junhui exclaimed, "I think you look great in tighter clothes."

Mingyu's body straightened at the comment and you smiled softly at the compliment.

"Alright, get the fuck out of the doorway. Quit ogling my girlfriend perverts."

Both of the boys' eyes widened, but instead of questioning the title, Seungcheol shrugged, a cheeky smile on his lips, "You were the one that said we could watch."

"Just get the fuck out," Mingyu exclaimed.

Junhui waved goodbye to you and Seungcheol shot you a goofy wink before they both left the doorway. Mingyu closed the door behind them and turned to you.

"I'm so sorry that they are that way," he said sheepishly.

"You called me your girlfriend," you sputter and it is his turn to blush.

"Well, yeah, I guess I did," he doesn't look at you, "I-I'll be back in a bit, you can chill here or Uhm, yea. I'll see you later."

He walks out of the room blushing and awkward, but all you can do is smile. You clamber off the bed and follow after him, "Gyu!"

He turns around looking at you wide-eyed, "Y/n," he whispers through his teeth, but you ignore him. You run up to him and wrap your arms around his neck, kissing him deeply. His hands instantly drop to your ass and find a nice purchase there as he kisses you back.

When you pull away, he leans down, his mouth right beside your ear, "You're lucky you're cute, because if I had half a mind I'd bend you over my knee for running out dressed like that, knowing all of the boys are here."

Your breath hitches, as he gently taps your ass and lets you go. You then remember your half-naked state and Mingyu's tight shirt on your body. Joshua, Jihoon, Seungcheol, Chan, Junhui, and Minghao (who just happened to be in the living room) all stared at you.

"U-Uhm, have a good day guys! B-be safe, enjoy l-lunch!" you muttered out before turning to walk back to Mingyu's room.

Before you get too far, Mingyu's hand connects with your ass and you yelp, speeding up your walk. All of the boys watch after you and Mingyu beams with pride.

"Let's go, you perverts!" He yells out and all the boys grumble.