Okay (if Youre Taking Requests) I Need An Assman!mingyu Drabble Right Away. Like Ocs Getting Ready For

okay (if you’re taking requests) i need an assman!mingyu drabble right away. like oc’s getting ready for work or something and he’s just… in love with her ass.

please please please (like sabrina carpenter once said) 💋🪩🍒

your wish has been answered~

first time writing something suggestive, so I'm apologizing beforehand😭 also I ended it at that point cause I am already working on a smut piece, so please bear with me

anways, here you go. mingyu being down bad for ass

— weighted blanket, choi seungcheol.

fluff | 410

seungcheol guessed that you had probably fallen asleep on the couch while catching up on your show when it became suspiciously quiet outside and he doesn’t hear your footsteps approaching the bedroom.

after a few more minutes of waiting, he push the blanket off himself and swing his legs over the edge of the bed to put on his slippers before padding softly over to where you were.

his guess was right.

there you were, sleeping soundly on the couch, using the armrest as a pillow. he notices that the small blanket you were using to keep yourself warm had fallen onto the floor and he quickly bends down to pick it up then dusts it off. he was about to throw the blanket back over you but he got a better idea.

folding the blanket up and leaving them on the armrest near your feet, he quietly moves closer to you before gently dropping his body onto yours. he feels a sense of warmth spreading across his entire being when your arms automatically come up to wrap around him like it’s a reflex.

he starts peppering light kisses all over your face until you begin to stir awake under him.

“what are you doing?” you ask groggily as you struggle to open your eyes.

seungcheol places one more kiss to the corner of your lips, “kissing you.”

you let out a soft chuckle, “i mean what are you doing on top of me?”

he snuggles his face into your neck then tightens his arms around you, “your blanket fell onto the floor.”

“and…?” you run a hand through his fluffy, messy hair.

“and i didn’t want you to get cold,” he tells you like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

you push him back slightly with a laugh, “you couldn’t just place my blanket back over me?”

“are you saying you’d rather use that small, thin blanket over me? your personal, weighted blanket?” a pout immediately takes over his face, clearly offended.

you throw your arms around his neck to pull him back down and your lips meet his in a soft kiss.

“of course not,” your hands move to cup his cheeks and you see his face lights up. “nothing beats my warm, beefy boyfriend providing me with comfort and keeping me toasty.”

he lowers himself to bury his face into your neck, placing a kiss there. “good. because i have no intention of getting up.”

everybody knows im a good girl officer 🤭

so tru😭😭 like there's this one I'm writing and it's not even complete and I feel like it's already too much but wait until i find out that it's probably only just 200 words or something😭

i get worried if people will ever read it😭😭

how do i write more words (about 1k and above... or even past 800) i think i write too little

so so honoured tbvh! I'm so glad it inspired something so good, thank you so much😭🫶

plus, girl dad! seungcheol agenda continues.

when seungcheol opens the front door of your house, it seems like everything is upside down. the living room looks like a mess with your daughter's toys all spread out - he was kind of guilty about this, i mean, she didn't really need that many toys to play with.

the kitchen is filled with vegetables all over the counter, kkuma is cutely on two paws as she tries to reach it; if only she was human sized, maybe she could...

and lastly, seungcheol could hear your daughter crying all the way from her bedroom, with your desperate pleas also being heard, asking her to calm down a bit.

"what's wrong?", he asks the moment he steps into the lilac colored bedroom.

"appa~", your daughter runs to him, hugging his legs with all the strength she has.

"hey, baby. why are you crying?"

as seungcheol picks her up, you sigh - half in relief, half in frustration. you really wanted to do something nice for seungcheol, especially when he does so much for you, so you tried your best to make a proper dinner, clean around the house, give kkuma a bath, but all these things are extremely hard when you have an hyperactive 3 years old who's, by the way, the biggest daddy's girl to ever exist.

"she keeps asking for mr. cuddles, but won't accept it when i give it to her", you gesture to the plushie you have on your hand.

"babe... it's because that's not mr. cuddles", seungcheol tries to bite back a laugh. "that's giggly, the tiger plushie soonyoung gave it to her on her last birthday. mr. cuddles is the panda plushie i bought her two months ago, remember?"

seungcheol walks with his daughter hanging on his neck to her closet, opening and reaching for mr. cuddles on the top shelf.

"i put it here this morning because kkuma was trying to get it, i'm sorry", and as he hands the toy to your daughter, you're not really sure who he's talking to, you or her.

"thank you, appa", your daughter kisses his cheek.

"you're welcome, baby girl~"

if you didn't love them so much, with all your heart, forever, to death - you would perhaps roll your eyes at the scene.

"why does she have to be such a daddy's girl? i literally carried her for 9 months!"

"aw, it's okay, babe. you're daddy's girl too."

"seungcheol!", you almost scream, but the bastard just smirks at you.

a/n: inspired by one of @cxffecoupx's headcanons about dad girl!seungcheol. please check it out, they're amazing. ❤️🍒

this has made me realise that I might have a soft spot for chan

heads up! food.

"do you want to see how much they love me?" you can hear chan before you see him, vernon and seungkwan next to him. he steps ahead of them so that he can approach you first, glancing down at the little meal in front of you. he sits down across from you, calling your name in a cute voice. "can i have a dumpling?"

you don't even hesitate. not when his friends are right there, and you know you'll get a laugh from vernon (if not both). "nope."

chan gawks at you, genuine disappointment in his eyes as his friends cackle. everyone knows that you don't share food unless you truly like someone. your boyfriend is one of those people who gets to take whatever he wants when he asks... except for this time.

vernon sits down on your other side, still grinning: he knows you. you saw the opportunity and you took it, which is probably your right as chan's partner to tease him the same way all his friends do. "hey," he looks at you. "can i have a dumpling?"

you're already pushing the tray over for him to take one. "of course, pookie."

chan's already sputtering in shock, watching as vernon takes a dumpling from your lunch. "pookie?!"

"our boo, do you want one, too?" you slide to toward seungkwan, who gladly accepts one and thanks you for it. you pull the tray back to yourself, picking up the last dumpling with your chopsticks.

chan's just staring you down like a kicked puppy. "honey..." he pouts. "my love...?"

you think you break a little too easily when it comes to chan. you extend your chopsticks to him instead. "fine, my dumpling," you roll your eyes playfully. "if you insist." yet the moment he sinks his teeth into it, you speak up again. "but you have to buy me more, then."

chan's smile falls slightly, but he's already getting up again to make a beeline toward the stall. he hears the way you laugh, so content with getting to mess with him just a little, but he doesn't mind it. not when it's you.