Seventeen Imagines

Mingyu

Imagine for beautifuhl, FarahFarhana1, xo_HI_xo and MsJESSxJOHNSON

You were lying down on your bed, holding a book above your face. You had been lying in this position for a while and your arms were aching but you didn't even notice. You were so absorbed in your book that you barely noticed your boyfriend, Mingyu, walk into the room.

He walks over to the bed and flings himself down onto it, next to you. He lays his head on your shoulder, burying his face in the crook of your neck. He flings his arm around your stomach amd he sighs loudly.

"Sleepy?" You ask him.

"Yup." He says, his lips moving against your neck.

"Why don't you go to sleep then?" You say, trying not to concentrate on his mouth.

"Don't want to if you're not going to." He mutters.

"Why?"

"Because it's cold and you keep me warm. I like cuddling."

"I know that, trust me. Why are you so weird tonight?"

He opens his eyes and you turn to face him, your faces a centimeter apart. You put the book down and turn your entire body so you're lying on your side next to him. He places his hand on your cheek and strokes it.

"Do you want to cuddle?" He asks quietly.

"That sounds vaguely dirty." You reply, your heart going a mile a middle. He puts his hand, half covered by the jumper, over his eyes.

"Yeah. Yeah it does. Not what I meant." He peeks at you through his fingers and you laugh. He gets up and leans over you, your faces still close together. "You're cute when you laugh."

"And you're cute, period." You says back.

You smiles and leans in. Your lips barely touched when his head suddenly shoots back up.

"What was that?" He asks, looking out the window.

"What was what?" You ask, slightly annoyed.

Then you heard it, a boom in the distance. You turn your head toward the window to see a dying light. You and Mingyu look back at each other, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Fireworks." He whispers excitedly.

"Mingyu. No."

"C'mon, it'll be fun. Please?" He whines.

You shakes your head defiantly but he just smirks and leans in again.

"Maybe you need some convincing." He says, his voice low.

Before you can protest he presses his soft lips against yours. His lips move slowly and you kiss him back without hesitation. He pulls back after a while, but way too soon for your taste.

"Fireworks?" He asks.

"Okay, fine. Fireworks." You say and his face breaks into a huge grin.

He pushes himself off of you and runs to the closet to get your coats. You sigh loudly, letting your pulse calm down before get up. When you do, you walk into the living room to see Mingyu waiting for you, his coat already on.

"C'mere." He says.

You walk over and he puts your coat on you.

"I can do it myself." You mutter, but you secretly liked it.

"I know that. Let me be a good boyfriend."

"You can't do that when you're annoyingly tall. You make me feel short." You mutter as he zips up your coat.