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I love to write. Feel free to ask me anything: imagines, one shots, shipping, fan fiction etc. The fandoms I write about are:
Harry Potter
Marvel
DC
The Maze Runner
The Riot Club
Stephen King’s IT
Riverdale
I’ll add more to my list later, maybe.
Word Count: 1215
Smut: Yes | No
Requested: Yes | No
It was freezing. Today in the glade was the coldest it had ever been. In the year and a half that you’ve been here, it was never as rainy and miserable as it was now.
You had a long chilli day of working your ass off in the rain, and you were so tired. All you wanted was a nice hot shower before bed.
But I guess you weren’t the only one who wanted that…
Your already freezing naked body got into the shower to be greeted by cold water.
You refrained from swearing as you rinsed yourself off and shivered. You completed your shower routine as fast as possible and then you clothed your nearly blue body.
As you walked out of the shower house, the cold air hit you like a brick, and you shivered even more if possible.
The glade was dead. Everyone was sleeping in the homestead. You tried to walk as fast as you possibly could, when you heard a rustling behind you, you whipped around, and were startled when you saw Minho.
“Holy crap!” You sighed, “You scared me!”
“Sorry,” He smiled. Just then, you noticed how nice his smile really was. You had never really talked to him much before, and you were pleasantly surprised by his attractiveness. “I’m just on a little run around the glade. Couldn’t sleep.”
“Oh,” you nodded, then embarrassingly, your teeth started to chatter. You gasped and slapped your hand over your mouth.
Minho laughed, and you just looked down. Trying to hide the blush on your cheeks. That was when you saw his bare arms, he was only wearing a t-shirt, and jeans. Where as you were wearing a long sleeve shirt, a hoodie and pants.
“Cold?” He asked.
You nodded, and his smile faded. Hesitantly, he reached out to touch your cheek.
You normally would have declined, but from inches away, you could feel the warmth radiating off his skin.
“Man,” His eyes widened. “Y/N, you’re freezing!”
“I’m aware.” You snapped, getting a little grumpy. That was always how the cold made you. Angry.
“Let’s get you to the homestead.” Minho took your arm, and dragged you behind him. You were a little stunned, but you followed, loving the feeling of his hand on your cold skin.
When you entered the sleeping atmosphere, you tried your best to quiet your steps.
You were expecting to turn to your hammock, but Minho kept dragging you to the end, where his hammock was.
“Minho…” You asked. “Why are we going to yours?”
“I’m going to keep you warm,” He said. And all though you could not see his face, you already knew there was a smirk on his face.
“Oh please,” You snorted, when really, in your head, the voice came out pleading. You wanted to be warm so badly.
Minho let go of your hand, and turned to face you. He then, to your surprise, he took his shirt off.
You gasped, and tried your best to look away, but failed. Turning to sneak a peak at his abs.
“Take yours off.” He said to you, pulling off his pants as well.
“What?! No!” You whisper yelled back.
“How the hell am I supposed to warm you up if you have 18 layers of clothing blocking me from your skin?” He asked, as if you were stupid. “Just take it off.” And there was the smirk.
Although you were skeptical, what Minho said did seem rational. And sleeping in a hammock with him, and getting a little close didn’t seem all that bad either… Hesitantly, you reached for the hem of your shirt.
Minho smiled at you, and layed down on the hammock, in nothing but his underwear.
You rolled your eyes, and pulled the garment over your head. Taking your pants off as well.
“Come here,” He said.
You moved towards him, and he reached his hand out to grab yours. You took it and layed down beside him. Your shoulders just touching.
He laughed. “Oh please, Y/N.” Then he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you into him, your chests now pressing together.
“God, you are freezing.” He stated the obvious once again, and intertwined your legs.
You bit your lip and looked away, wanting to avoid eye contact with the boy you were currently in bed with.
“I can’t really feel my feet or my hands.”
“I can help,” He smiled a little, and took your hand in his. He held it tightly then brought it up to his mouth. He breathed on your hand for a couple seconds, and then he kissed everyone of your fingers. Making you giggle.
“Tell me a little bit about yourself, Y/N.” He grinned.
“I can’t really remember any of it,” You laughed.
“Right.” Minho just smiled a little more and looked down.
You bit your lip for a second, and looked up at him through your eyelashes. He was honestly very attractive. Seeing him up close and personal, made him seem god like. His muscles were defined in all the right places, and his hair was perfect, as were his facial features. You weren’t exactly unlucky to be spending time cuddling with him.
“You’re making me cold,” He said.
You couldn’t tell now if he was joking, but either way, you didn’t want to make him cold.
“I think I’m going to go back to my hammock now…” You told him, placing your hand down on a hard surface, and pushing up.
He sat up, causing your hand to loose its balance. You accidentally grabbed his bicep to steady yourself. Oh man…
It was large. You couldn’t fit your hand around it. It was muscular and hard, and you nearly let out a small moan at getting to feel him up for a second.
“Just stay here,” He said.
“I don’t want to make you cold.” You argued.
“Lay down, Y/N,” He demanded.
You agreed again, because how could you not.
“What else can’t you feel?” He asked.
“Hm,” You laughed a little. “My nose.”
He laughed too, and then leaned forward, pressing a small kiss to the tip of your nose.
Your smile fell immediately, and suddenly the words jumped out of your mouth. “I can’t feel my lips.”
Then you slapped a hand over your mouth, startled that you actually said that.
You expected him to laugh, but he didn’t, he just smirked. “They do look a little blue… Maybe I should warm them up?” He grinned, leaning a bit closer.
Your heart did back flips as his lips approached yours. When he was millimeters away, you felt his warm breath fanning across your lips, and you nearly lost it, your stomach tightening. That was when he closed the distance.
You immediately moved your lips with his, loving the feeling. All your emotions were in overdrive now. All though the kiss was long, it felt so short, and you longed for more when it ended.
“Better?” He asked.
“Not quite.” You replied, grabbing his neck and pulling him down.