What Do You Mean Dad Went Out To Get Milk?!

What do you mean dad went out to get milk?!

Pairing: Park Jay Jongseong x Reader

Genre: crack, established relationship

Summary: your darling children Artemis and Anton get the wrong idea when you tell them their dad is going out to get milk

Word count: 936

Warnings: mentions of food- tiramisu and milk, talks of divorce

A/n: just a random idea I got and I thought it was absolutely hilarious so I just had to write it hehe

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“Mooooooooom!”

You heard a yell and thumping on the stairs from your place in the kitchen where you were doing your best to make the tiramisu cake while keeping an ear out for your seventeen year old daughter.

As if following in her mum's genetic footsteps, she looked so much like her dad, only with her hair being similar to your own- long and brown. Her eyes were black and her face had that ever-present sleepiness that her father had too. 

“Mom, where's dad?” you heard her ask, “I need his help with something”

But while you were keeping your eyes and focus on the melting pot in front of you, you didn’t really pay attention to what was leaving your mouth.

“He went out to get milk” you responded, eyes zeroing in on what you were supposed to add next into the mixture in front of you.

Meanwhile, Artemis’ gut dropped.

Went out to get milk???

THEY'RE DIVORCING????

She quickly let out a choked okay and ran back up the stairs, hearing you absentmindedly call out to her; for the thousand time, do not run up the stairs Artemis!

“ANTON!” the brown-haired girl yelled bursting into her twin's bedroom.

The boy had features eerily similar to their aunt (ironically) with a dash of their dads more prominent features; his nose and eye shape namely. His green eye-colour almost felt out of place. His black hair was pushed back by the headset he wore.

“What is it ‘mis?” he groaned, words dripping with annoyance as he put pause on his game.

“Dad went out to get milk,” she said, her voice grave.

Anton merely raised an eyebrow at her and laughed, mocking her.

“Ha ha ‘mis,” he said, voice deadpan, just like his dad’s, “that's a good one.”

“Mum's words” she interrupted him, her black eyes wide and hand on the door trembling, “not a joke.”

Anton stared at her, for long ten seconds, waiting for the impending moment when she would say “SIKE!” and laugh at his blank expression. 

But the moment never came.

“They're seriously divorcing?” he wondered aloud, eyes clouded with betrayal, “Without telling us?”

“I don't know,” Artemis murmured.

“Mum? And dad?” he kept repeating to himself, “Those two are obsessed with each other…?”

Artemis only stood quietly at the door.

But then she got a brilliant idea.

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“Jay, did you get the milk?” you asked in a hurry seeing your husband at the entrance of the kitchen.

“Yeah” he responded, panting heavily, passing his wife the carton of milk, “I hurried As much as I could hon.”

He stood behind the island in the middle of the kitchen watching you fret over the tiramisu. 

“Hand it over” you reached over, taking it from his grasp, “I need to hurry up so it can cool before that maniac Sunghoon comes.” you huffed, sounding annoyed, knowing you wanted the tiramisu to be the best as possible because both you and Jay missed your good friend.

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“Mom, dad?” Anton called from the door of the living room with Artemis next to him, holding a laptop. “Can we talk to you guys?” he asked cautiously.

You should have known that your two teenagers were up to something the moment they asked that.

They’re never this polite.

“It's serious” Artemis supplied quickly.

You blinked, surprised.

“Sure”, you murmured, separating from the huge shelf next to the window, walking over to the couch where your husband was already sitting.

“Is everything okay?” Jay asked, face scrunching in worry.

Your twins only looked at each other as Artemis plugged the laptop to the TV and fixed her blazer.

Wait.

Blazers?

“Why are you two wearing suits?” You asked.

“Mum, wait please” Anton requested, with an air of an exasperated lawyer, “all will be explained in due time.”

Your eyebrows raised and you and Jay made quick eye contact as your children started bickering about something.

“So.” Artemis started. “We are all here today, present to discuss-”

“Plead” Anton added, making Jay squint at his son.

“Your not-so-impending divorce.”

“Wait what?” You interrupted, confused

“Who's getting divorced?? Jay asked surprised, feeling a good decade being shaved off his life.

Anton and Artemis looked beyond stressed.

They looked at each other and Artemis spoke up.

“Mum said that you went out to get milk and-”

“Artemis, baby,” you interrupted her in a gentle voice, seeing your younger almost in tears, “I was making tiramisu for when your uncle comes,” you explained, “your dad literally went out to buy milk.”

The two boys looked lost and Artemis was slowly starting to look embarrassed. 

“Why would you even get that impression?” Jay was confused, “Why would I want to divorce your mother?”

“You know dad,” Anton said with a dead look in his eye, “we know you're a simp. It's more about what mum wants.”

At that you burst out into laughter, getting up to hug your kiddos and caress their hair, listening to Jay's outraged sounds in the background.

“You don't have to worry about a thing my darlings,” you told them gently, before your face took on a more serious look, “And even if it does come down to divorce, that's NOT how you're finding out.”

“WHY ARE YOU STILL TALKING ABOUT DIVORCE” Jay cried.

~ Of course, this story was later told to Sunghoon who came to visit them and naturally his reaction was to burst into laughter and mercilessly tease both Jay and his niece and nephew (you probably wouldn't have been spared if you hadn't shot him a threatening look and a promise of taking away the tiramisu).

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ab muah

name: snow

pronouns: she//her

age: 20

mbti: ENFJ-T

star sign: virgo (sept)

im a multi usually, but since im just going to be writing for enha here ill just put my enha bias & bias wreckers here

bias: jay <3

bias wrecker(s): sunghoon & heesung

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Mint Tea and Honey (suck)

Pairing: Nishimura Riki x Reader

Genre: soft hours, established relationship

Summary: soft hours with bf!niki, spent with drinking tea (that you don't like) and playing games

Word count: 577

Warnings: mentions of drinks, namely tea

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Riki stood at the counter staring at the two mugs full of hot liquid waiting for it to cool down. He watched the two different colours in the mugs swirling within the mugs, listening to the sound of his girlfriend’s frustrations with the game she was playing.

A particular banal cuss shook him from his reverie and made him smile.

“Always so violent,” he grinned.

“Like you’re any better!”

He giggled and hovered his hand above the rim of the mugs, checking the temperature. Seeing that they were a normal, if slightly warm, temperature he picked them up and walked into the living room to join his girlfriend on the couch.

He watched you sitting with your hands in your lap, a joystick in your hands, eyes trained on the TV screen in front of you. 

When you heard him approach, you looked at him when he entered, before returning your attention to the game in front of you.

“What’s that?” you asked, fingers rapidly hitting the controls.

Riki leaned against the couch and took in your appearance.

You were wearing one of his hoodies he’d blackmailed you into wearing, your hair fell against your face, framing it, without covering your beautiful eyes which were filled with awe of the game you were playing.

“Tea,” he responded finally.

Hearing that, you side-eyed him.

He smiled seeing your reaction and you put pause on your game before you turned to face him.

“What kind?” you asked with a suspicious look in your eye.

He grinned, ready for that question.

“Mint,” he smiled, full of teeth, “the kind you like.”

You blinked. That slow blink, when you’ve been caught off guard.

“I made myself green tea, if you want to try it?”

You made a face at the mention of any other kind of tea.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I’ll stick to mint” you picked up your mug.

You glanced at the boy next to you as you held it in your hands.

“It’s not hot.” it wasn’t a question.

“It’s not,” he repeated after you.

Your face took on that blank look that only appeared when you were surprised he did something you liked. 

With the realisation that he probably stood in front of the tea for long enough for it to have cooled down you took a sip, your ears and cheeks becoming slightly pink.

As soon as the tea reached your taste buds you froze, barely swallowing the liquid in your mouth.

“Did.” you began slowly, “Did you put honey in this?” a particular kind of contempt in your voice as you said the word honey.

His eyebrows furrowed.

“Yeah, why?”

Your lips pursed and you looked away and then back at the tea as if it had wronged you somehow.

“No reason,” you sighed and turned to him with a wonky smile, “Thanks for the tea Riki.”

Then Riki’s singular brain-cell connected the dots.

“You don’t like honey.” he gasped.

“No, I don’t” you agreed with a shrug, “How’d you figure?”

“I think your sister told me once… but I forgot” he scratched the back of his head.

You only grinned.

“I’m not surprised she told you, but seriously,” you told him as you returned your attention back to the screen and resumed the game, “It’s fine”

Then you side eyed him again and he burst out in laughter, pulling you in a hug and watching you play the game, consistently commenting on it with you.

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Enha reaction to their only competition being your young, hot professor

Pairing: Enhypen x Reader

Genre: crack, established relationship

Summary: the boys having the realization that the professor you said not to worry about is actually something to worry about

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: mentions of food (coffee), cigarettes, killing idk let me know if I missed something

A/n: based on personal experience! also I used those videos from the fan signs as reference for how jealous the boys would be! so pls cut me some slack I did my best not to make them too out of character!

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Heesung

Heesung was slowly approaching you, watching you with gentle eyes as you stood in front of your collage with your friends.

But then.

He heard something oddly specific.

“So how are we feeling after today y/n?” the friend he didn’t recognise asked, lifting a cigarette to her lips as the rest of them giggled.

Heesung stopped at a fair distance and listened to the conversation.

Then his eyes widened as your hands flew to your hair and you started tugging and playing with it.

You only did that when he did something that made you feel flustered… So what was it that warranted it this time?

“Why, I had a blast!” you laughed.

“Of course you did,” the one he recognised as Nami retorted with a smile.

“Especially when he was checking over your work right?” a third one laughed quietly.

He realised they were all throwing playful jabs at you, and you were reciprocating the attitude.

However, Heesung felt terribly out of loop.

“Here he comes,” Mia knocked her elbow against your ribs.

Heesungs eyes flew to the door of the college as he watched a man leave.

“Goodbye” the five of you chorused and the new person gave them an oddly bright tight lipped smile.

As soon as you deemed him out of earshot, you giggled so girlishly that Heesung’s heart-strings tugged and unable to contained himself he yelled, feeling outraged;

“Y/n?!”

You turned to face your boyfriend with a sheepish look on your face, while your friends only burst out into laughter.

“He he” you laughed awkwardly, “hii babe…”

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Park Jay Jongseong

Jay had finally got his hands on you after a long and exhausting exam week and talking you out had been something he’d been looking forward to for far too long.

You were chatting his ear off about something and he was taking the time to commit the sight to memory, having been deprived of his wonderful girlfriend for two weeks now.

And then.

Someone ruined his fun.

He didn’t know who the man was. He only knew that you suddenly straightened and walked towards him and immediately started a conversation.

Now Jay wasn’t a jealous person by any means, but there was something in the way you were gazing at the man while he was speaking and the way he was looking at you while raving about something.

Then you finally parted with a bright smile and a nod of your head.

You squealed before you could stop yourself and Jay was immediately on guard.

“Who was that?” he tried to keep the bitterness from his voice but he knew he failed the moment you looked up at him.

“Oh!” you gasped, “I think I’ve told you about him-” 

He was just about ready to commit murder before your next words left your mouth.

“That’s my Creative Writing professor.” you told him with a brilliant smile. “You know? The one I went to visit last week for help with my essays?”

Well now he just felt stupid.

“Oh” he said with a blank look in his eye. “I guess I should have taken your word for it when you said he’s young.” and after a few seconds of deliberation he added quietly; “And attractive.”

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Sim Jake Jaeyun

Jake took great pride in being your boyfriend.

I mean.

You look into the mirror every morning don’t you?

You know what he means.

And knowing how positively beautiful you were, you honestly shouldn’t be surprised at how jealous he was.

He was happily skipping on the way to pick you up after your classes, only to stop dead in his tracks at the sight that greeted him.

You were standing there, looking cute as shit, with a man that wasn’t him next to you, locked into a serious conversation.

He froze seeing you looking so shy, with that adorable nod you did when you were too flustered to speak and he almost strangled the man next to you for the bright smile he gave you when he briefly heard the man say alright? And you responded with a dutiful, yet lovely, yes.

Before he could do anything about the situation, however, the man walked away without looking back and Jake hurried to you.

Your cheeks flushed red at the sight of your boyfriend.

“Jake!” you exclaimed, happy to see him, “Did you wait long?” you asked him, but before he had the opportunity to respond, you just kept talking.

“I hope you didn’t” you grinned sheepishly, “I just had to ask my professor something about the exam we’re having soon.”

Well, now Jake just felt silly.

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Park Sunghoon

You knew better than to talk to Sunghoon about anyone you found remotely attractive.

Boy or girl.

Boy was just too damn jealous and possessive.

So just what made you think that being seen by your incredibly possessive boyfriend with your young and rather attractive professor was a good idea?

The answer is nothing.

Because you didn’t expect this would happen.

You were sitting with your boyfriend at a cafe when he had to leave for a few minutes to go to the bathroom and that was exactly when your professor showed up. 

Sunghoon had so much fun on your dates and he knew you did too.

So when he was coming out of the bathroom to the sight of you standing next to your chair with a different man, bro was seeing red for a hot second before making his way towards you.

He stuttered in his walk when he realised you were speaking to the man in rapid English.

Well now he had no way of knowing what you were talking about. 

Just when he came next to you, the man turned around and left, a cup of coffee in his hand. 

“Jagiya…” Sunghoon began, an arm wrapping around your waist as you two sat down, “Who was that?” he asked somewhat calmly, a particular edge to his voice.

Your eyes shone with entertainment, realising why he was like this and he groaned.

“That,” you wildly grinned, “was my professor.”

Sunghoon looked you dead in the eye as he spoke his next words.

“Never look his way again jagiya. I’m dead serious.”

You laughed so hard, tears sprang to your eyes, while your boyfriend only looked at you with stars in his eyes.

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Kim Seonwoo

“Oh?” Seonwoo peered over your shoulder at your phone, “You’re sending an e-mail?”

You looked at him with a faint smile, eyes softening at the sight of your dearest boyfriend.

“Yeah” you hummed, leaning on his shoulder, allowing him a better look at your phone. “I have to ask my professor if I can come to consultations because of the exam we’re having soon.”

Seonwoo nodded gravely, knowing what a tough time you were having with exams. 

“Which professor is this?” he asked, having been acquainted with all of them through your stories about classes and tutorials.

You only offered him a sly grin as you finally sent the e-mail.

“Try and guess.” you giggled, putting your phone away. A rare feat for you.

Seonwoo groaned in annoyance.

“Come on Y/n!” he whined cutely, grabbing your hand and shaking it, “How am I supposed to know that?!”

You only laughed, taking a hold of his hand and interlocking your fingers with his.

“You remember the one I mentioned a while ago?” you giggled quietly, watching his eyes widen, “The one that’s new to the faculty? That one.”

“But whyyyyy” now he wholeheartedly whined, “you have me why do you need to see him!!”

The only thing you could do was burst into laughter at the way your boyfriend was pretending to be jealous.

“You’re not doing a very good job at pretending to be jealous.” you smiled at your adorable boyfriend.

“Because I’m not” he huffed, “I already know you’re mine. I have nothing to worry about.”

You only blushed at his confident words.

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Yang Jungwon

“Wonnie!”

Jungwon would have been so happy to see you looking so excited to see him if his gaze wasn’t stuck to the man you were just squealing about with one of your friends.

Now, Jungwon took great pride in the fact that he wasn’t a complete jealous freak like some of his hyungs.

But.

There was something about your giddy, toothy smile that made him panic as his gaze was trained on the retreating figure of the man.

Not to mention he sometimes got insecure thinking you might want to be with someone your own age (or older).

“What’re you looking at?” you tugged on his jacket, a worried expression taking over your face. “What’s wrong Won?”

“Who was that?” he asked before he could stop himself.

He regretted it as soon as you made a confused noise.

“Who was who?”

“That… that person who you were just losing your mind over with Jamie,” he huffed, resigning himself to this fate.

You looked confused for another few moments before realisation dawned on your face and you giggled, tucking your face against his shoulder while hugging his arm.

“That’s my professor” you smiled brightly at him, “Jamie likes him a lot,” you giggled thinking about how much your friend likes to fan-girl about the older British man, “I am unfortunately, despite having such a wonderful, beautiful, smart and gorgeous boyfriend,” you listed praise after praise watching the blush on his face grow more and more vibrant, “not immune.”

You pressed a kiss to his piping hot cheek, not helping his current predicament and he whined cutely.

“But don’t worry,” you interlocked your hands and smiled even brighter at him, “I won’t look at him anymore~ Anything for my cute boyfriend~”

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Nishimura Riki Ni-ki

Riki stared at the paper you were clutching and he couldn’t help but zero-in on the writing on it that clearly wasn’t yours.

He had an inkling it was another male specimen but wasn’t sure how to bring it up.

“What’s that?” he nodded at the paper, deciding to go for the safest option.

“Hmm?” you turned to face him. “Oh, you mean this?” you waved the paper in your hand.

He nodded, ready for everything and nothing at the same time.

“It’s some feedback from my professor” you explained to him, bringing the paper closer to him so he could read it. “It’s for a project I'm doing right now. It’s 60% of my grade.”

“Oh,” his eyebrow scrunched, “what subject is this?”

You grinned manically and Riki’s heart jumped seeing the unhinged look on your pretty face.

“The one we have with our newest addition to the faculty” your smile was sharp and he knew you knew what he was about to say next.

“That new hot professor or something?”

You burst into laughter. 

The words that left his mouth weren’t yours. You’d never say that about any of your professors. The words were uttered by your friend Mai when the three of you had gone out at the beginning of the semester. 

But it seems that her reaction must have left an impression on your impossibly tall boyfriend and your laugh, slowed into a quiet, cute giggle as you raised your hand and hooked it around Riki’s neck in a half hug.

“I don’t even find him that attractive sugar sticks” you grinned and your cutie of a boyfriend only huffed letting you tug him against yourself in a cuddle, feeling your much shorter hands pull him into a warm embrace.

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