Lazy Daze

Lazy Daze

(gif isn’t mine)

Request: Hi! Could you write a lazy day with Henry Lau?

Type: Fluff ❁

Pairing: Henry Lau x Reader

Summary: You’ve just gotten home, at the crack of dawn, from working the night shift at the hospital. You find your beloved Henry dozing on the couch and decide to join in.

Word Count: 1104

A/N: It was so fun writing this, it’s so cute and I absolutely love Henry Lau. Literally, as I wrote, I was gushing over how cute they are and smiling to myself. It’s adorable.

        ‘Finally free!’ Those are my first thoughts as I drag myself through the apartment and flop onto the bed. The sun had begun to rise and I squint as a ray shines into my eyes. I feel around the bed, noticing that something is missing. Henry isn’t laying on his side like he usually is. I get up and look around the room in confusion. 

        I walk across the bedroom to our bathroom. "Henry?" I call out. No answer. I look around the apartment and see that he's nowhere to be found. He wasn’t in the spare room, where he keeps all of his instruments. He wasn’t in the laundry room, which figures since he hates doing laundry. He wasn’t in the kitchen either. 

        Having given up on my search, I go make myself a cup of tea. While I wait for the water to brew I hear movement in the living room. 

        I smirk at this. ‘He must’ve been hiding.’ I think to myself. I sneak over to the couch, where the noise came from. I look over, about to scare him, but notice that he’s not hiding from me at all. He’s been here on the couch the whole time, wrapped in a blanket, fast asleep. I smile at how innocent he looks when he’s sleeping.

        Deciding to let him sleep a little bit more, I change out of my scrubs into something fresh and comfy. I drink my steaming cup of tea, scrolling through my phone and munching on some snacks. I look up from my device when I hear movement again. 

        I walk back over to the couch, seeing him stirring. I smirk as an idea comes into my head. I get up onto the back of the couch, rolling off of it onto his sleeping form. He groans and shifts his position as I lay beside him. His eyes crack open slightly. He immediately wraps his arms around me and buries his face in my neck.

        “When did you get back.” He asks groggily. I feel him kiss my collar bone multiple times.

        “About 20 minutes ago, I didn’t want to wake you,” I said as I stroked his hair, separating a piece to plait. I giggle as his hold on my becomes tighter and he lets out a sleepy groan. His breath is hot against my skin as he sighs loudly, kissing my collarbone one more time.

        “I don’t want to do anything today.” He says after a while, lifting his head to look at me. I caress his cheek and give him a sweet kiss on his lips. He kisses back, giving me a few more pecks on my cheeks.

        "We can stay here all day if you want," I say, smiling at his cuteness. He begins to shift on the couch so that I am underneath him. I wrap my arms around his neck as I’m peppered with sleepy kisses.

        “Y/N,” Henry whispers. His fingers brush across my chin, grabbing it.

        “What?” I ask in return, as he begins to bring my lips close to his. When we get close enough that our lips are barely touching, he speaks again.

        “Your hair looks really wild.” He chuckles. My hand instinctively runs through my messy hair, getting tangled. 

        “Oh my gosh, Henry,” I say as I blush and push away from him. He laughs and tries to hold me back, gripping my waist. I get on top of him, turning on my back while he grabs my wrists. He holds them down across my chest and I feel his legs wrap around me to keep me in place.

        I struggle against him, giggling as I slip out of his grip. I roll onto the floor and try to crawl away. I squeal as I see him coming after me.

        “Oh no, you don’t.” He says as he grabs my legs, stopping me from crawling away.

        “Agh!” I scream as he starts dragging me back to the couch. “Ow, ow!” I wince as he stops dragging me and looks at me with concerned eyes. He puts my feet down and goes to my side.

        “Are you okay, Y/n? Where does it hurt?” He asks frantically, inspecting my body. I bite back a giggle and push him away, running towards the bedroom. He stalls for a moment, gathering what just happened.“You little faker!” He calls as he gets up to chase me.

        I get to the room and close the door, holding it closed so he can’t get in. He gets to it, wiggling the doorknob and trying to get in, but finds that it’s blocked. 

        “Yah! Open the door or I will be forced to use force!” He shouts as I laugh uncontrollably. I keep my hold on the door as he starts pushing. My strength being outmatched by him, the door is slowly opened.

        I try to hide behind the door, but Henry grabs me, pulling me by my wrists. Next thing I know, I’m thrown over his shoulder.

       “Yah! Let me down!” I demand, hitting his back with my fists and kicking my legs. He only laughs at me as I am taken back down the hall.

        “Not a chance, Jagi, you said we could stay on the couch all day, so that’s what we’re doing.” He says, placing me on the couch and cuddling up to me, fingers entangled in my hair. I smile at him, wrapping my arms around him as his head rests on my chest. 

        “I wouldn’t mind staying here forever, especially with you,” I admit, kissing his forehead. He lifts his head to give me a long, passionate kiss. Before the kiss gets any more heated, he stops and lays his head back on my chest, hugging me close to him. Henry lets out a chuckle before speaking.

        "You're heart's beating super fast. Did I do that?" He asks slyly. I roll my eyes at him.

        "Oh, shut up," I poke his side and he giggles. We stay like that, breaths slowing as we both fall asleep in each other's arms.

Can you do a Drabble of Park Jimin, #3 and 12? Thank you!

Park Jimin + #3 & #12:

“How do I look?”

“I like your ____ it’s/they’re cute.

(Y/N has one mono lid and one double lid)

Jimin and I were getting ready for dinner with the group. Not just any dinner, like your local barbecue. No, we were about to eat at a very prestigious restaurant in Seoul; Pierre Gagnaire à Séoul. I usually don’t go out with Jimin, his manager says to keep our relationship low key, but this time, he invited me to come along. He wants us to go public. Although Jimin and I were over the moon about being able to do this, I’m still a bit nervous. I’ll be in the spotlight 24/7. I can’t hide anymore.

I adjust my dress, trying to figure out if it’s better to show more skin, less, or none at all. This is going to be the first time the public sees me, since that time, a few months back, when Jimin and I were caught in the car together. They didn’t see my face though. I have to make a good impression to boost Jimin’s career, as his manager put it. “No pressure!” He’d told me and all I could do was fake smile while I was panicking inside.

Standing in the mirror, with this gorgeous dress on, I feel a bit out of place. Jimin walks in the room, towel around his waist, having just gotten out of the shower. He sees me and pauses to look at me in awe.

“Who are you and what did you do with Y/N?” He moves to hug me from behind, is body still dripping with water. I giggle and try to push him away.

“Yah, not the dress, it’s brand new!” I say as he holds onto me tighter.

“I don’t care, I didn’t know my Y/N could get even more beautiful, but you proved me wrong.” Jimin kisses my neck and then let’s go. I smile at him as he goes to choose his outfit and change. I begin to start on my makeup. As I begin, I realize how difficult it will be. I don’t often wear makeup, mainly because it’s difficult for me to do my eyeshadow correctly. I always do it well on my double lid, but my mono lid always looks terrible. I’ve wanted to get surgery, but Jimin won’t let me even look at a plastic surgeon.

I’m looking in the mirror, struggling to close one eye so I can put eyeliner on. There are smudged tissues next to me from the hundred times that I’ve messed up.

“Argh! This stupid liner. I look like like a clown.” I say, wiping off the line I started. I run my fingers through my hair and sigh. Jimin walks out and sees my conflict with the makeup. He comes over to help me.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, still buttoning his shirt.

“I’m just having trouble doing my eyeliner. I’ve got the double lid, but the mono lid keeps smudging when I blink. It’s just so hooded. Why can’t you just let me get surgery, my mono lid makes me look like a freak.” I complain.

“Yah, I like your mono lid, it’s cute. Besides, I have two mono lids. You just have to learn to apply it differently. Let me show you how to do it.” He takes the eyeliner from me and I close my eyes. I feel it drag across my eyelid. “You have to keep your eye downward and fan it so it dries and doesn’t smudge. And for this eye, you’ll need to apply a bit more, so it matches your other eye.” He explains. I giggle.

“When did you become a makeup exper?” I ask with a smirk.

“My makeup artist just explains to me how she does my makeup. I’ve learned a few things.” He says as he finishes up. I look in the mirror and see that my makeup looks amazing now. He even added some eyeshadow to define the look. I smile at him.

“How do I look?” I ask him and he gives me a peck on the lips.

“You tell me.”

“I look so different, but a good kind of different.” I say, looking at myself in awe. “Thank you, Jimin! I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Jimin grabs my hand and kisses it. He catches a glimpse of his own watch and gasps.

“Where gonna be late, Y/N. We gotta hurry.” He says, rushing to put his shoes on. I put on a pair of earrings and tease my hair a bit before grabbing my purse and walking out of the door. I’m followed by Jimin as he locks the door behind us and slips his hand around my waist. He leads me to a limo that is waiting for us and opens the door for me. Once we get in, we set off to the restaurant.

Blind Miracle

Type: Fluff

Pairing: Exo!Chen x Reader

Summary: Turns out blind dates are so much harder than they seem. You find that out when meeting up with someone very unexpected

A/N: I’ve been gone for a while, but here’s a little something to warm your hearts on Christmas. I hope you guys like it. Merry Christmas!

Word Count: 1,252

4:53 pm

Agh! I’m so late! How could I be so stupid as to overlook the time like this? I was supposed to be there at 4:30! Not to mention, my phone died. I rush through the snowy streets, doing my best to not slip on any ice. I blink snowflakes off my eyelashes as I hurry to my destination. Why are the streets so crowded? I find myself having to weave between people on the sidewalk and bumping a few.

I breath a sigh of relief once I reach the destination. I’m here for a blind date and we decided on a café for lunch. I walk in, shaking the snow off my jacket as I remove it. The place is packed, but there’s one table that only as one person sitting alone. Thank God, I thought he would’ve left. He’s got a book in front of him, as well as a steaming cup of coffee. 

He looks up from his book and we make eye contact. My heart jumps. I smile and wave at him, walking towards him. He waves back, eyes a little wide as his returns the smile. I set my jacket on the back of the seat and sit down.

“Hi, sorry I’m so late. I completely lost track of time. And I was going to call, but my phone died and I couldn’t tell you I was gonna be late.” I ramble as I settle in. I set my purse to the side and quickly plug my phone in to one of the outlets to charge while we’re here. I look back at him apologetically, hoping he’s not upset. He shakes his head.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it.” He replies. I could tell that he was examining me as soon a I sat down. I blush a little as he holds my gaze.

“Ah- You already ordered.” I say, pointing to his coffee.

“Huh? Oh, yeah.” He chuckles nervously. I smile at him.

“It’s completely fine, I was the one who was late and I would’ve been more upset if you’d have waited for me. You look really good, by the way.” I compliment him. He smiles and looks off the the side, trying to hide his bashfulness.

“You look nice, too.” My smile grows wider at his words.

“Thank you! Soo, what’s that you’re reading?” I ask him, gesturing towards the book.

“Oh, this? It’s a book about a man who found out that his brother is going to try and kill him so he can use his life insurance money. It’s really suspenseful. I like a book that can keep me on edge.” He says, a smile playing on his face. I smile back, leaning towards him a bit as he speaks. As we talk, a server comes over.

“Hello, I’m sorry for the wait. Is everything okay here? Do you want to order a drink or any refills?” She asks. She looks spent. It’s apparent in her tone that she’s annoyed and just wants to be out of here.

“I’ll have a hot chocolate, please.” I say as she writes down my order. She huffs and walks away, quickly.

“She doesn’t look like she’s having a good time.” He jokes. I giggle a little.

“She’s trying. I can tell. Most other servers have a snappy attitude and don’t put a lot of effort into their job. But she still kept her polite attitude, even if her cheeriness was a little on the downside. She’s doing a good job, given the circumstances.” I explain with a light smile on my face.

“Wow, you got all that from a few seconds of talking to her?” He questions. I nod.

“I used to be a server when I was in high school. I know a few things.” I giggle.

“That’s good, it sounds like a good experience.” He replies.

“Yeah, it really was.” It takes a few minutes for my hot chocolate to get here. I thank and tip the server, smiling as I take in the scent of chocolaty goodness.

“So, why hot chocolate instead of coffee?” He asks as I take a sip of my drink.

“Well, it is almost Christmas, so it’s in season. And also, I love it. It makes me feel like a child again.” I say, smiling to myself. He snickers a little as I take another sip.

“What’s so funny, huh?” I inquire smirking as I roll my eyes. 

“Oh, it’s nothing.” He responds, obviously lying. I narrow my eyes at him, but go back to drinking my hot chocolate. Once I finish, I place my cup down and sigh, smiling contently. He laughs again.

“Alright, what is it?” I ask again, sternly this time. 

“It’s just that... you have some whipped cream on your face.” He informs me. I blush, moving to wipe my mouth with my sleeve, but he stops me.

“Here, use this. It’s much better.” He chuckles, passing me a napkin. I laugh nervously, accepting the napkin and wiping the whipped cream away.

“Thank you.” I giggle. We really seem to hit it off. We talk for about an hour, until we decide to leave and walk around a little. The sun is beginning to set and we’re walking side-by-side, shoulders bumping each other. While we’re walking I feel my phone buzz in my purse. We stop for a moment so that I can read the message and I see I have 12 missed messages from an hour and a half ago.

Park Chanyeol

4:31 pm - Hey, I’m here, where are you?

4:40 pm - Um? Are you coming???

4:46 pm - Hello?

4:50 pm - I’m leaving. Maybe another time...

My eyes grow wide as I read the texts. I look up nervously at the man I’ve been on this date with. He looks back at me with a calm look and a soft smile.

“What’s up?” He asks me.

“Um, I’m sorry, I should’ve asked when I first arrived. But, um, is your name, by chance, Park Chanyeol?” He looks utterly confused at the question and shakes his head.

“No, my name is Kim Jongdae.” He replies.

“Ah, you must’ve thought I was crazy for just sitting down at your table like that. You should’ve said something, I feel so bad now.” I say, placing my face in my hands.

“Well, I definitely thought it was odd that you randomly sat at my table, but I believe everything happens for a reason. Consider it a Christmas Miracle.” He chuckles. “So don’t feel bad, you still had a good time, I hope?”

“Yes, of course I had a great time with you. I’m just sorry for this misunderstanding. I was supposed to be on a blind date with this guy my friend set me up with, but I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t the nicest date I’ve had in a while. Even if you are just some random guy who’s table I sat at.” I smile up at him.

“So, I didn’t catch your name.” He tells me, waiting for my response.

“Oh! I’m sorry. Let me properly introduce myself. I’m L/N Y/N. Nice to meet you.” I say, extending my hand to him. He shakes it and gives me a warm smile.

“Nice to meet you too~”

⠀🎧 ᴋ-ᴘᴏᴘ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

Key

-Fluff {🐌} -Angst {☕️} -Smut {🥧} -Mature {🪵} -Humor {🍪} -Work In Progress {⌛} -Completed {🥖}

ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇꜱ:

ʟɪꜱᴛ 1 2

Chae Hyungwon + #6

Park Jimin + #3 & #12

ᴇxᴏ

ᴏᴛ9 ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ:

They Find Your Little Notes🐌🍪🥖

You Fall Asleep/He Falls Asleep🐌🥖

ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴏɴɢᴅᴀᴇ:

Chopstuck🐌🍪🥖

Blind Miracle🐌🥖

ᴋɪᴍ ᴊᴏɴɢɪɴ

Sunny Burns🐌🍪🥖

ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴀ x

ᴏᴛ7 ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ:

You Play A Scary Prank On Him🐌🍪

Will You Be My Girlfriend?🐌🍪

ʟᴇᴇ ʜᴏꜱᴇᴏᴋ:

Room For Two?🥧🥖

ʙᴛꜱ

ᴏᴛ7 ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ:

They're Caught Doing It🥧🍪🥖

ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ

Olive Branch☕️🐌⌛

ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀ ᴊᴜɴɪᴏʀ-ᴍ

ʜᴇɴʀʏ ʟᴀᴜ

Lazy Daze🐌🍪🥖

What's A Crescendo?🐌🥖

ɢᴏᴛ7

ᴏᴛ7 ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ:

They Catch You Singing Their Song🐌🍪🥖

Sunny Burns (Exo!Kai)

Type: Fluff ❁

Pairing: Exo!Kai x Reader

A/N: I swear, y’all. Your hearts gonna friggin melt. He can be so cute, I swear.

Summary: It’s a nice summer day, so Y/N, Jongin, and their son, Jun-ha decide to go to the beach. After a lack of protection, Jongin and Jun-ha end up nursing their massive sunburns. Hopefully Y/N can put up with theirwhining.

Jongin, Jun-ha, and I are sitting in the living room, watching tv. Jun-ha is coloring a picture of what appears to be a dog and often gets up to show us his progress. I glance over at Jongin, seeing him looking bored. His head nods off as he’s falling asleep. I push him to wake him up and he sits up straight.

“Jongin, let’s go out today. It’s so nice out and I’d hate to waste the entire day inside.” I tell him. He smiles at me and stands up. Jun-ha does the same, having heard everything. They beam excitedly, running into the room. I hear drawers and closet doors open and close. I wait patiently, waiting for an explanation to what they have planned. Usually Jongin will start preparing for something before he’s even positive it’s going to happen.

The two emerge from the bedroom holding up their swim trunks. I raise an eyebrow at them while they grin at me.

“Care to explain?” I ask after a few moments of silence.

“Let’s go to the beach!” Jongin suggests, sounding like a schoolgirl who just got asked out.

“Please, Mommy!” Jun-ha begs. He smiles his best smile. I smile back and roll my eyes.

“I’ll pack the snacks.” I say, moving from my spot. Jongin and Jun-ha start dancing around, excitedly. I giggle as I go to get ready.

——————————

The car ride to the beach is filled with singing and laughter. I look back to and see Jun-ah looking happy as can be. He kicks his legs in his car seat while he sings along to the kids radio. Jongin and I sing with him, making him giggle.

We arrive at the beach in a flash. Jongin unloads the car while I unbuckle Jun-ah. When I put him on the sand, he runs back to the car, looking for something.

“What is it, Jun-ah?” I ask as he moves his toys around. He jumps back out and holds up his tiny pair of sunglasses. I giggle at him, kissing his head. He makes his way over to the beach towel that Jongin set up. Jun-ah removes his sandals and his shirt. He starts running towards the tide, but is stopped by Jongin picking him up.

“Where do you think you’re going, mister?” He asks Jun-ah. He puts him down to strap on his life vest.

“Am I ready now, Daddy?” He asks, bundling with excitement. Right as Jongin is about to say yes, I interrupt them.

“Not yet. You guys haven’t applied sunscreen yet.” I tell them, applying some to myself.

“Aw, come on, Y/N. We don’t need sunscreen, it’s only for sensitive people. And we’re strong, aren’t we Jun-ah?” He asks, his son nodding enthusiastically.

“Fine, go have fun.” I say, sitting in my beach chair. They giggle as they run towards the water. I watch them play with each other, relaxing in the summer heat. Jun-ah squeals with laughter as he swims the best he can. He and Jongin are hit with wave after wave. They wave at me as I watch them with a smile on my face. I wave back.

After a while, they get out of the water and start building a sandcastle. The tide washes it away a few times and I laugh, getting up to help them. We grab the plastic pails and shovels, creating our tiny castle. When we’ve finished, Jun-ah excitedly stabs the flag into the top. I take a few pictures of them next to our masterpiece.

“Okay, guys, time for lunch.” I say, opening our cooler and pulling out our sandwiches.

“Thank you, Mommy!” Jun-ah says, accepting his sandwich.

“Yes, thank you, Mommy.” Jongin kisses my cheek, grabbing his sandwich as well. I smile at them, taking a bite out of my food. As we eat, Jun-ah rubs his arms and winces.

“Mommy, my skin hurts.” He tells me. I look and see that he’s red all over. Both of them are.

“What did I say?” I ask smiling at them while they squirm in their burnt skin.

“Y/N, it really hurts.” Jongin whines. “Do you have any aloe vera?”

“Nope, I only brought sunscreen, didn’t think we’d need aloe because we’d have sunscreen on us. But you insisted you didn’t need it.” I say sarcastically. I laugh at Jongin’s shiny red skin.

“Come on, Y/N! It hurts.”

“Mommyyyy!” Jun-ah joins in.

“Fine.” I give in, grabbing the bottle of aloe I had prepared and smearing some on their burns. “Now, what did we learn?” I ask.

“Always wear sunscreen?” Jun-ah guesses. I smirk at him.

“Mommy is always right.” I correct.

“Oh, yes, she is.” Jongin agreed, kissing me.

“Ewww!” Jun-ah screams in childish disgust.

He Catches You Singing His Song - Got7

JB

JB was in the other room when heard the melody of his song, Sunrise. He raised an eyebrow in confusion, following the sound. When he saw you singing while washing the dishes, he was so surprised. He knew you didn’t speak very much Korean, but when he heard you singing his song, word for word, he felt so proud. He watched while you sang and cleaned.

Mark

You and Mark were be hanging out when you started doing an impression of him. You started to goofily sing OMW. You even imitated his voice, beginning to strut around like he would. Mark just laughed, denying that he sounds or walks like that. But you’d keep on.

Bambam

You and Bambam were joking around with each other. He mocked you playfully, so you jumped on the couch and started singing his song, Party, in a silly voice. You danced around as he cringed at the degradation of his song but soon joined in, laughing along.

Jinyoung

Jinyoung was laying down with you, just relaxing. You started humming a tune familiar to him. It was his song, My Youth. You started to sing softly as he smiled at you. He joined in and you both harmonized with each other. He didn’t know what he’d done to deserve you, but he knew he could never let you go. You were too perfect.

Youngjae

Youngjae was fast asleep, yet it was past noon. You’d decided it was time to wake him up. You went up to his sleeping form and began singing Nobody Knows. He stirred at the soft singing and cracked his eyes open to look at you. He smiled, pulling you close to cuddle as he started to fall back asleep. You saw this and rolled your eyes, deciding to let him sleep a little longer.

Jackson

Jackson was just coming home from work. When he walked through the door, you jumped up and smirked at him. He smirked back the exact same way. You both soon break out singing. You shout the words to his song, Papillon. We dance around goofily, singing loudly.