Myunghyuk Stories

Minhyuk's allergy made his life impossible, every little touch leaving painful scars on his body. Thankfully, Myungjun did not give up on him.

Minhyuk has been really into his hyung lately, he says. And he couldn't be more serious. (it goes both ways, because Myungjun loves him, too)

Watching Minhyuk sleep -defenseless but peaceful, a plushie clutched in his hands- Myungjun thinks he can be a little more vulnerable, too.

Minhyuk is late to Myungjun's birthday. Or maybe he is just saving the best for last.

"I hope I made you proud", he pouts. He knows the answer already, because Myungjun's eyes and words don't lie, and maybe he is just acting cutely on purpose, but he wants to hear it. Myungjun giggles, amused by his antics, and kisses his frown away- be damned whoever see them. "The proudest I could ever be"

A cute date in a snow-covered Hogsmeade sounds like the perfect way to spend Valentine's Day, except when you can't tell if your crush even likes you for real or your boyfriend ditches you at the very last moment. Featuring sulky Dongmin, careless but ready to make up for it Bin (with a bit of help by Jinwoo, Sanha and an old, magical map), panicking Minhyuk, daring Myungjun, their blossoming love and a way too pink café.

When war breaks out at Hogwarts, everyone has to make a choice. Or: Minhyuk and Sanha try to find their way inside a vanishing closet; Myungjun, Dongmin and Bin muster up their courage and fight; Jinwoo waits and hopes.

"Give me your hand", he smiles. "I am sorry it is not a fancy one but-" "I like it", Minhyuk says softly, kissing his cheek. "A lot. Thanks, hyung" "I'm glad. It's a promise ring" "Oh? But why -what are you promising?"

Sometimes they almost forget what the whole point has always been. Until they remember, and that's enough.

Myungjun loved his soulmate mark. The mere thought of someone out there, being right for him and him only, made his heart race. Minhyuk kept his hidden from everyone.

"What?" "I am just looking at you" "Why? Am I that pretty?", he asks jokingly, framing his face with his hands. Another long silence before the faintest whisper can be heard. "The prettiest"

It feels impossible, to really capture Myungjun's essence as Minhyuk would like to, when even the vivid yellow of the bouquet he bought him turns pale, in front on his blinding shine; Minhyuk wonders how one can shed so much light, and if it will ever wear out.

It started with Sanha and his unhealthy obsession for coffee and trends. Myungjun's weird pick-up lines were definitely not in their plans. (to be honest, Minhyuk didn't even like coffee that much)

It is risky, but no rules and obligations to follow sound too tempting, even if it is only for a day; no one is stopping them, no one is going to punish them -they can be just two normal boys in love. Before any of them thinks it further, Minhyuk kisses Myungjun back, and it feels magical.

Myungjun was a healer - the fact he couldn't save Minhyuk made him sick to his stomach.

Whenever season changes, Myungjun takes Minhyuk on a date. It's their own special tradition, their way to shut everything else out and just be. Minhyuk loves it.

"I have no doubts you will tear the whole house down, and if not, then people are completely tasteless because there is no way someone would not fall in love with you" "Do you really think so?" "I am sure of it. You have been shining for so long, you can only get even brighter"

"You don't need to buy me anything" Myungjun looks at him, brows slightly furrowed. "It's Christmas, we are supposed to-" "You yourself are a gift"

Days turn into weeks and insistent whispers reach his ears wherever he goes, about long forgotten songs and gorgeous men and women marching on hidden paths. Still, Minhyuk denies it. Acknowledging that presence would mean re-opening doors he wants to keep closed, would mean dwelling on broken promises and shattered dreams, lost hopes and love and the future he once thought they would have lived -he can't do it.

It all starts with hair pins, Minhyuk finds them cute. Myungjun finds him pretty.