House #D3

☆ house ☆ #D3

"Ah... baby...you don't- fuck- you don't have to-" Chan tries to tell you. It's his instinct to first politely reject any form of kindness from anyone. That's how much of a gentleman he is.

And that includes getting a blowjob from you. Even when he knows very well he deserves more than just his dick in your mouth because he had just told you the surprise he's been keeping from you.

A house. He bought a house. For you. For the both of you.

"I want to," you say, fishing his half hard cock from his neatly pressed black slacks. "Wanna make you feel good. You bought a house. For us. You deserve more than just a blowjob."

Chan gulps at that. Chan loves giving. He's a giver. Be it in or out of bed. He prefers it, really.

But there's just something really hot about you being so determined to make him feel good.

"More?" Chan questions. This is already so much to him. You, so pretty on your knees, hands trying their best to grip onto his toned thighs so that he won't be able to run away.

He could move, really. He's a lot stronger than you. He could easily pull you up and make you sit on his lap, give you a soft lecture on how he doesn't need you to return any favours.

He just loves you. A lot. And he wants to have a place to call home with you. It's as simple as that.

But his brain is a mush. He's never seen you this determined before. So pretty. So fucking beautiful.

"Yes, more. First, we're gonna make you cum in my mouth," you tell him, thumb running over the tip of his cock, making him unintentionally buck his hips up, sensitive at your soft touch.

You giggle at him. So fucking cute.

"Your cock will be super sensitive but still be hard enough. So, I'm gonna fuck myself onto it. This big thing is just so wonderful, isn't it?" you continue, making Chan groan and moan so loud when you lick his cockhead.

"Baby fuck," he breathes, hands automatically threading through your hair in instinct.

You smile at him, loving how he's trying really hard to let you take the lead. You know he loves being the one giving instead of receiving but you really want to show him how much you appreciate him and his whole existence.

"And then we're gonna make you cum again. Inside me. And I'll let you fuck me on every surface of this house. Every single one. Anywhere you want to. We'll start here. On the couch-"

"Bed. Bed. Wanna- wanna fuck you on the bed first."

Chan's face is red. But he can't help it. As pussydrunk as he is, he can't let anywhere else be the first place he gets to fuck you. It has to be the bed. Your first official shared bed.

"Okay, baby. The bed it is. Anything for you. Anything for my wonderful boyfriend. Bought me a house and all, hmm? Gotta give you what you want."

You stand up, slowly letting go of his cock, letting it slap against his abs.

"I'm gonna be such a good girl for you, Channie. Gonna be the perfect wife for you."

Chan nearly chokes at that. Wife. Fuck. Fuck. He wants to marry you so bad. What the fuck are you doing to him?

"Don't tease," he mutters, groaning as he feels more precum oozing from his tip.

"You like it. You like it when I call myself your little wifey. Is that what you told the realtor, baby? That you're buying this house for your wife?"

You can't help it. He's too cute. Oh you would love to marry him when the time is right.

"Wife," Chan breathes, the word rolling from his tongue sounding so natural. "My wife," he says again, head already going dumb just from imagining that future with you.

"I'm here," you say softly, noticing how Chan is a little out of it. It makes you smile. "You'll be a good husband and make me a mommy, right?" you tease him again, knowing it's his ultimate weakness - breeding you.

Chan whimpers. "I can go raw tonight?"

"You can, baby."

"You'll keep my cum inside?"

"I will. Promise."

"Cockwarm?"

"Anything you want."

"Wanna buy you another house."

"Chan!"

chan’s questions

chan | lee know | changbin | hyunjin | han | felix | seungmin | i.n

wyd? - specifically over text. you get this all the time; at least twice a day. Wyd? or What are you doin hahaha…. very typical channie texts. however routine these texts are, you can never pinpoint the time you’ll get them. he usually wants a picture too. Wyd? send him a picture of the sandwich you’re eating for lunch. Wyd? send him a picture of you laying snug as a bug in bed. Wyd? after he’s posted a thirst trap somewhere; make sure to send a picture of you flipping him the bird. that’ll get a good laugh out of him. they don’t have to be selfies, but he cherishes those. either way the always go into the picture folder he has of you in his phone. he’s often caught just lovingly staring at those pictures of you while he’s taking a break in the studio. he really wants to know what you’re doing and if you’re taking care of yourself. checking in with you is his favorite thing to do when he’s taking a much needed break from work and even when he’s just chilling at the dorms. you’re always on his mind.

can you take my picture? - you’re definitely his number one photographer when it comes to his aesthetic pictures for instagram and bubble. sure their staff take good pictures of him, but for some reason they always turn out better when you take them. he’s caught between cocky and shy when you squeal over how attractive he is in the pictures you’ve just taken, and he’ll come stand beside you so he can look over your shoulder at the phone in your hands. “it’s because i have a good photographer,” he’ll say, squeezing your hip and kissing the side of your head. you get first dibs on the pictures you want just for you, and then you can help him pick out the ones he’ll post on insta and send on bubble.

baby, come here? - his heart breaks to see you cry. sometimes he doesn’t have the words to say, but he’ll try his best. if words don’t work, he’ll put those little pieces of you back together with his loving arms. you’re safe from all harm in chan’s hold. he’ll hold you as long as you need him to and will never complain once, even if his fingers tingle as they fall asleep or his shirt gets soaked with your tears. he’s so lucky that you trust him enough to be vulnerable with him, that you find him when you need comfort. “baby, come here? oh, my love. what’s wrong? do you wanna talk about it?” big hugs really work. this isn’t always used for when you’re sad though. “baby, come here?” chan will also use when he’s cooking something and wants you to taste. yes, even his weird flavor concoctions like chocolate milk and boiled eggs. “baby pleeease! please, it’s good i swear! just try it! just once, i’ll never ask again!” he so will. or when he’s on facetime with his family and wants you to come say hi.

how you doin? - his favorite thing to say when he wants to flirt with you. it’ll usually make you roll your eyes in good humor, and he fucking loves it. it’s kind of your thing now, and you get him all squeaky and giggly when you say it back to him, finger guns and all. “how you doin?” when he comes to get you for a date and you’re wearing a pretty new outfit. “honey, i’m home! ohhh, how you doin?” when he sees you cooking dinner. expect a backhug and a sweet kiss to your neck. “mmmhow you doinnn?” when you wake up on his chest after you both took a much needed nap on the couch. he’s wiping his eyes and smacking his lips, but damn, you’re really pretty. how’d he manage to land you?

do you love me? - it’s usually said in that goofy voice of his, paired with wiggling fingers and a big grin as he goes to tickle your sides. “baaaaby, do you loooove me?” despite how silly he’s being, he’s serious. you both know he’s being serious. he does know you love him, even though sometimes he feels like he doesn’t deserve it, but he wants to hear you tell him you do. it’s one of his favorite things to hear you say. he’s said before being full-named makes him feel weird sometimes, but not for this. look into his eyes and hold his sweet face in your hands. “i love you, bang christopher chan. you hear me? i love you, and i mean it. you’re my boy.” it’s a fear of his, to think people “love” him out of obligation, but he knows he is loved by you. he’s never doubted it with you, and he really believes it when you tell him. you don’t have to love him, but you do, and he’ll count that as a blessing for the rest of his life.

dancing through our house

hyunjin x fem!reader

hyunjin comes home earlier and decides to plan a nice dinner, it doesn’t go as planned but it all works out in the end.

genre: established relationship, she pronouns

note: i cried while writing this

the smell of burning was apparent from the moment she’d walked into the apartment. quickly kicking off her shoes, to find out where the smell was from. hyunjin must have forgotten to turn something off before leaving for practice. nothing was smoking but poor hyunjin was spotted on his hands and knees on the kitchen floor scrubbing his heart away.

“hyun?” he turned his head over his shoulder, scurrying to his feet and standing in a greeting way.

he brushed off his nice suit and placed his hands in front of him while straightening his back.

“i didn’t think you’d be home so earlier.” he looked behind him. moving quickly around the kitchen once again collecting things that had been left about.

it was a mess; dishes filling the sink, hyunjins dirty clothes tossed to the side of the washing basket, some burnt meal ontop of the stove and the split substance hyunjin had been violently trying to get off the marble flooring. he reached on the counter top handing her a rose while his arms were full of the now useless cutlery.

“what’s this?” she asked taking the flower. hyunjin dropped the tools into the sink with the rest. she watched noticing the sauce smeared all over the arm of his nice new suit.

“oh for fuck sake.” hyunjin huffed taking a paper towel and tried to dab it away but it had already starting setting in.

she reached for the tissue to help him. “jin calm down.” she laughed.

“im sorry, i just wanted to do something nice. but the food i got burnt because i thought it said 2 hours but it said 20 minutes. and the stupid stupid sauce got all over your new floor,” he pointed down were she took a step back to avoid standing in the bubbly red stain. “and im sweaty and tired now and you came home before i could reshower or finish-“ he stopped when she reached up and softly kissed his cheek.

“you’re so cute.”

“what?”

“you think this impresses me?” hyunjin blinked in confusion at her.

she laughed placing the tissue down and reaching up to his neck. “jinnie when have you ever seen me eat fancy chicken?” she gestured to the burnt mess over her shoulder. “or drink expensive champagne?” he looked over to the other side of the kitchen where the bottle of champagne had been popped but split all over the counter. “so you don’t like the suit?”

“the suit is gorgeous.” she ran her hands over his neck down to his chest. “but you face is telling me it doesn’t feel as pretty as it looks.”

“oh thank god.” he pulled his jacket off in one movement and unbuttoned the top few buttons of his dress shirt.

“erm careful that looks expensive!”

“it’s fine it’s versace. they’ll send me a new one next week.”

she laughed as hyunjin dramatically sighed swaying his arms around to cool down.

“you know what does impress me?” he titled his head to the side.

“your cute little face.” she squished his cheeks in which he grabbed her hands and dodged her from doing it again. “but seriously hyun never think you’re cooking again.” she deadpanned.

“actually i think i have something you may like..” she looked at hyunjins mischievous smile as he moved into the living making sure she followed behind him.

the room looked normal which confused her. hyunjin walked up to the couch grabbing the remote and turning it back on. it had been playing some playlist on spotify, one he had created. “you made a playlist?”

“for us.” he smiled dropping the controller back onto the seat before moving closer to her once again.

“seriously?” she looked at all the classic love songs he’d added from his favourite films and songs they had built special connections with.

she didn’t believe it. out of all the things he’d planned for tonight, this had to be the most romantic thing. a stupid spotify playlist.

“can i have this dance m’lady?” he propped his hand out waiting for her to take it.

“never call me that again.” she laughed taking it as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. “okay love.”

her other hand landed back onto his broad shoulder shoulder stroking up and down. some cheesy love song playing as he starting guiding her around the room.

he was a professional dancer of course he was going to be flawless with ball dancing, even in a sweat fill suit. he moved her around letting go of her hip as he attempted to spin her without getting tangled together. she could no longer smell the burning from the kitchen, or feel the sticky residue on hyunjins suit just him. she could only see him, feel him. just the purple haired man in front her focusing on not muddling up his feet under pressure.

“you know, you’re a pretty romantic man.” she sighed as the song came to a finish and another started to play.

hyunjin didn’t let her go in fact pulling her closer so there faces were close enough to touch. “really?”

she hummed looking up at his beautiful. “i really love you.”

“what?”

hyunjin looked mortified as he realised the words that had slipped out his mouth. she smiled big leaning up to his kiss his lips lightly. “you’re so cute.”

“are you not going to say it back?” he pouted and she groaned.

“i love you too hyunjin.”

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MORE THAN BEAUTIFUL

Pairing: Bang Chan x Afab! Plus Size Reader

Theme: Fluff, Smut, Friends To Lovers. Story is 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 2K

A/N: Please do not repost or translate my work! Let me know if you wish to be on the tagged list.

Ever since you were young, you were always a bit bigger than most of the girls. You had curves, you were thick and you got teased constantly for it. Gaining weight had always been a problem for you and you tried hard to not gain anything, but stress and medical conditions were not making it easy. Because of the teasing, and how hard your mother was always on you about your appearance and weight, your insecurity and negative views of yourself were always at an all time high.

Your friends would always try and tell you that you were beautiful and that there was nothing wrong with you but you never believed them. All the insults you had been told over the years were embedded in your brain. You never took compliments well. Never believed that anyone would be remotely interested in you or find you beautiful. But there was always someone you secretly hope did.

You had been in love with Chan ever since you were in high school. Felix was your best friend and introduced him to you, wanting you to have more people in your life. Suddenly you went to from having one friend, to having eight. The boys always treated you well, protected you from bullies and did their best to keep you smiling. You don't know how you ended up falling for Chan, maybe it was his kindness, maybe it was the way his dimples came out when he smiled. Or the little squeak that left his plump lips when he laughs hard.

But you were hopelessly in love with him, and no one knew except Felix. No matter how many times he told you to open up to Chan, you'd immediately decline and tell him how you weren't worthy of him and how he'd never want you back. He deserved someone as pretty and perfect as him, and you weren't. You weren't anything close to it.

You all went to college together and while everyone else got in relationships, you focused on your studies and tried to not show how much your heart shattered every time a girl flirted with the dimpled boy you loved so much. It was only a matter of time before he got a girlfriend himself and you knew that day was going to be a day that ruined you.

So you began to start distancing yourself from him. You didn't hang out with the group as much as you used to, using your studying as an excuse. You didn't spend the night at his and Felix's apartment either, like you always did when you spent time with them. No more texting til three in the morning when you both couldn't sleep. You did your best, even though Chan made it hard. He always called out for you, tried to corner you. But you would narrowly escape when a girl would call out to him.

You did this for about a month and when the guys demanded an explanation you just kept lying that you needed to keep studying. None of the guys bought it, especially Felix. Felix eventually coaxed it out of you and he was pissed, but even so he kept his lips sealed for you. Because he himself knew how it felt to believe you weren’t good enough.

A few days later Felix had asked you to stay over, saying that Chan was going to be gone for the weekend so it would be just the two of them. You reluctantly agreed to go. But when you arrived there was no Felix to be found when you entered the apartment with your spare key. You texted him and called him and he didn’t respond. You started to get worried that something happened.

“What are you doing here?” Your heart dropped to your stomach when you heard the voice of the man you had been hiding from. You turned to see him exiting the bathroom wearing only a pare of grey sweats. Your eyes widened and you turned away blushing deeply from the sight of his completely exposed upper half.

“Felix told me to come over. Said you were going to be gone for the weekend and he wanted company.” You said quietly.

“Felix told me he was staying with Changbin for the weekend.” Chan replied quietly. You winced and mentally cursed at Felix, realizing what his plan was.

“Oh, I guess he got confused then.” You breathed out. “I-I’ll just get going then. S-sorry.” You rushed to the door but soon felt a hand on your wrist.

“Don’t.” He whispered. “Why do you keep doing that? Why do you keep running away from me?” You froze and kept your back to him. Once again you couldn’t bring yourself to look at him. “Do you how much I missed you? Do you know how much it hurts me that you don’t come here anymore? We were inseparable and now you won’t even acknowledge me.” He choked out. “What did I do wrong?” You wanted so badly to tell him he did nothing. That it was all you and your stupid one sided crush on him that was causing this. But you couldn’t bring yourself.

“Please just let me go.” You whispered as tears threatened to spill from your cheeks.

“No.” He growled. He turned you around and pulled you close to him. “I am never letting you go.” He looked deep into your widened eyes as you struggled against his grip. “Stop running from me.” He pressed his forehead to yours and held you flush against him. “You still have no idea do you?” He breathed out.

“W-What?” You squeaked out, becoming more flustered by the second.

“That I love you too.” He whispered. “I fucking love you Y/n. Have since freshman year. I’ve always been in love with you.” You froze, your eyes blurred with tears as they poured down your cheeks and you shook your head.

“No. No. No you don’t. You can’t. I’m not good enough.” You whimpered out. “Just look at me. You deserve someone beautiful. Someone perfect.”

“Y/n, you are more than beautiful.” He breathed out. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted and I will prove that to you right now.” He pressed his lips against yours in a deep and passionate kiss. You froze as his plump lips pressed against yours. This was something you only ever dreamed about. You felt dazed, shocked, but eventually you melted into him and gave in to the kiss. Your hands gripped his upper arms gently as they wrapped around you, pulling you as close as possible to him. You whimpered as he slid his tongue into your mouth. You both continued to kiss each other with everything you had until you had to pull away for air.

The next few moments were a blur, but now you beneath him, completely naked and exposed. You covered your face in embarrassment as he took in your body. He spread your legs wide as he kissed all over your stomach and thighs. Nipping and marking them desperately.

“So fucking beautiful.” He breathed out. “And finally mine. You’re all mine.” He kissed up and took your nipple in his mouth. You whined at the feeling and arched into him. Your fingers tangled in his hair as your body trembled from excitement and need.

“C-Channie.” You whimpered as you pulled him up to kiss him feverishly. He laid flushed against you and rocked into you. His length rubbing against your hot and wet core. He nipped at your lips as his hand slipped between you. He slipped a finger inside you while his thumb brushed against your clit. You let out a soft cry and buried your face in his neck.

“Tell me what you want love. Tell me.” He whispered as he pumped his finger into you.

“You! Channie I need you.” You whimpered as you rocked your hips in need. He added a second finger and groaned at your words. Kissed down your body and took your clit into his mouth as his fingers pumped gently into you. Your moans filled the room as you gripped the sheets beneath you. Your back arched at the feeling of his tongue rubbing against your sensitive nub.

“God I wish you could see how hot you look right now.” He growled as he curled his fingers inside you. “You look so fucking perfect.” He watched you as you writhed and sobbed as you felt his fingers find a specific spot. “That’s it love, let those beautiful moans out.” Your legs started to shake and you panted. You rocked your hips desperately on his fingers and he almost came right then and there at the sight.

“That’s it love. Ride them.” He groaned out as he watched you. You cried softly as you continued to rock into his fingers desperately. He could feel you start to clench around him. Growling softly, he went down on you again and pumped his fingers into you rapidly earning a loud cry from you. Your eyes rolled back as you arched off the bed as you hit your peak. Your legs trembled as you fell limp against the mattress, whimpering and panting. Channie kissed up your body as he pulled his fingers out of you and nuzzled his face in your neck.

“I want you so bad.” He whimpered softly as he brushed the tip of his hardened member against your folds. “Please. Please say I can make you mine.” He begged. “Please.”

“Y-Yes.” You whimpered as you held him close. “Please I want to be yours.” He kissed your neck and began to slowly enter you. You whimpered and l clung to him.

“It’s okay love you’re doing so well.” He moaned out as he continued to slowly and gently push himself in. You cried out softly as you felt him push completely into you. Filling you completely and pushing deep into you. You shook beneath him as your arms and legs wrapped around him. “Fuck.” He whimpered softly and held you tight to him. Tears flew down your cheeks from the dull pain his member caused as he claimed you. His thumbs wiped them away gently. “Are you tokay? Do you want to stop?” He asked softly, his eyes filled with concern.

“No please.” You whimpered. “Want this. Want you.” He kissed you deeply and slowly pulled out before completely filling you up once more, making you whine at the feeling. He nipped at your swollen lips and nuzzled his face in your neck. His moans made your neck tingle as he slowly and gently rocked into you.

“So good.” He whimpered. “You feel so good.” His body laid flush against yours. The feeling of your bodies connected in every possible way made you both shake in delight. The pain was still there but the pleasure was slowly taking over you. You moaned out his name over and over as he whispered words of praise and love in your ear. He pulled away to look in between you both, watching his cock sink deep into your soaked pussy over and over.

“Taking me so well.” He groaned out. “Look baby, your pussy was made just for me and me alone.” You blushed deeply as you followed his gaze. The sight only made you shake and moan loudly. Chan spread your legs wide and pushed them up making it easier for him push deeper into you. The feeling made you cry out and your toes curl. His thrusts remained slow but now he was hitting you deep and hard. He was hitting spots made your entire body tremble as you became dazed and see stars.

“Oh god Chan please don’t stop!” You cried softly as you gripped his hands that were holding up your legs. He pulled you closer with a growl and began to slowly slam into you his eyes never leaving your face as he watched you lose control beneath him. The sight enough was making his cock throb, eager to fill you with his hot seed. Your body shook as the bed began to rock from his powerful thrusts and f you felt yourself getting close again. You clenched around him making such filthy and beautiful sounds leave his mouth as he continued to ram into you. He reached between you and began to rub your clit wildly making you scream out at then overwhelming sensation.

“Cum for me.” He growled. “Let go on my cock baby.” Your eyes rolled back and you screamed out his name over and over as you came undone around him. He followed not long after as he whimpered and rutted his hips into you violently as he filled you with his seed. He gently collapsed on top of you. His head laid against your chest as you both panted heavily. He did dare pull out. He didn’t want to. The feeling of being inside you was too addicting. “I love you so much y/n.” He whispered. You where so overwhelmed and dazed that all you could do was whimper in response. You both laid there for the majority, tangled in each other as you kissed and whispered soft proclamations of love to each other and when you felt like it was still a dream Chan reminded you by making love to you until the sun rose the next day.

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PAIRING: minho x fem!reader GENRE: smut. fluff. established relationship. CONTENT: 18+ only. shy reader. marking. desperation. mutual obsession. unprotected intercourse. biting. body worship. overstimulation. mention of violence. oral (m. rec). WORD COUNT: 4.3k

NOTE: yeah it’s my birthday tomorrow and i wrote this as a gift to myself. @lino-nyangi​ and @tasteracha​ encouraged this. no other comment at this time.

SUMMARY: when your boyfriend asks you what you want for your birthday, only one thing comes to mind. you want to dress him in an outfit of your choosing.

PART ONE | DRABBLE: SWEAT | PART TWO

You’re backed up against the wall when the door opens, mentally preparing yourself for seeing him in the outfit you’d picked out. He’d laughed as you’d explained what you wanted for your birthday, eyes on the floor at the embarrassment of it all. You wanted to go out and pick an outfit and have him wear it for you. He only ever wore baggy pants, t-shirts and hoodies. You love him in whatever he wore but he never showed off all the work he’d put in at the gym. Despite his relentless teasing at your request, he’d agreed. Of course he agreed. He always did. He might act like everything was the biggest inconvenience he’d ever faced in his life, but he hadn’t turned you down once since you’d been together. You’d learned that’s just how he was. He never wanted anyone to know how much he cared. 

He looks up at you the moment the bedroom door shuts behind him, tugging his pants up his waist a little. You press your lips together as he looks at you expectantly. 

“Well?” he prompts.

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Aaaaaaaaaakkkkk SOFTIEE SEUNGMINIEEEEEEE Mwah mwah

shy boy? secret kisses?

you’re used to see him being confident when it comes to “romantic” encounters, but all of sudden when you find out about his cute habit, he becomes shy! (fluff warning!)

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was your roof leaking? what were those little taps you felt going from your temple to your cheek?

“minnie what are you-“ he froze. his big brown puppy-like eyes widened when he heard you, soon stopping what he was doing while your eyes were closed. he quickly turned around, as if you didn’t clearly see he was awake.

“kim seungmin, i know you’re awake,” you said half-yawning and sitting up. one of your hands traveled to his back slowly caressing it as he was still facing the other way, refusing to see you as if he had been doing some witchcraft on you while you were sleeping and he was embarrassed now that you caught him—but of course it wasn’t anything like that.

he groaned, hiding under the blanket currently covering both of you, giving you a dry ‘what’, acting like he had been sleeping too.

you got closer, slowly pulling the blanket off him, his eyes were shut, cheeks red. “wanna explain what were you doing?” you said with a smirk, gently brushing some of the hair that was sticking to his forehead away. he just scoffed.

“pft, i was just.. i’m- you know what, you never saw that, nothing happened. go back to sleep, baby. yay! so happy, now go to sleep” he said muttering the last word and patting your head, but instead of going back to sleep you took his chin in between your thumb and index finger, looking at him directly.

you gasped. “was.. kim seungmin.. kissing y/n’s face???? on their sleep??” he was red red, like a fucking tomato, you bursted out of laughter. “oh my! kim seungmin? no this is not him, who are you? give me my cute boyfriend, who doesn’t want to admit he’s whipped for me, back!”

“you are so annoying”

you cradled his face with both of your hands “yes, very annoying. but you still love me. and love me that much you take the time to kiss my face while i’m sleeping! aw look at you, i didn’t know you were such a softie..” you traced random patterns on his skin as he rolled his eyes and just blushed as much as he could.

“CAN YOU STOP? Y/N IM DONE”

“SEUNGMIN LOVES ME! SEUNGMIN LOVES MEE~!” you cheered while singing.

“i guess…”

“so?”

“so what?”

“AREN’T YOU GONNA ADMIT YOU KISS ME EVERY NIGHT WHEN I CANT SEE YOU AND THAT’S WHY YOU LIKE ME TO FALL ASLEEP FIRST?” his jaw dropped, his hands traveled to his face and covered it in embarrassment

“SO YOU’VE BEEN KNOWING?”

“well um, i suspected it-“

“OH GOD”

“LISTEN! i suspected it. but i finally decided to stay awake and you definitely confirmed my assumptions” you said smiling. your boyfriend in the other hand was dying in the inside. how he could’ve been so dumb?

“this is so humiliating!” he whined before ruffling his hair. you rested your chin on his shoulder while he was still holding his face in between his hands and sighed, waiting for his obvious confession.

“i just- i do it because i don’t know. you look so… peaceful, when you sleep and i can’t help it but to start to kiss every single part of your face and it makes me wanna take care of you even more and keep you forev- y/n i swear if you’re laughing right now…”

“IM NOT!” you pressed your lips together, as an attempt of not letting out the loud ass laugh that was coming but it was too late. he lifted his head.

“YOU SEE? LOOK AT YOU LAUGHING! OH MY GOD”

“IM SORRY OKAY? YOU’RE JUST SO CUTE! BOY IT LOOKS LIKE YOU’RE ABOUT TO EXPLODE!” the room quickly filled with your giggles and a bunch of ‘sorrys’ towards seungmin.

he shook his head, giving up “yea, well that’s how crazy you drive me, y/n” he whispered, looking at you with so much adoration. awww. no. because now you were the one about to scream and go crazy over the man in front of you.

“yes, yes, okay baby now can we go back to ‘sleep’? wait no i actually wanna sleep now” he laughed and nodded, leaving a quick kiss on your cheek. once you rested your head on his chest his fingers softly ran through your hair before mumbling a low ‘love you’.

“kim seungmin is a softie~”

“SHUT UP.”