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the radio was playing softly as you and jeno were cleaning up after dinner. neither of you were talking, the comfortable silence filling the room.

the song changes to a love ballad, jeno smiling at the lilting notes. he walks over to you, gently pulling the plate you were currently holding out of your hands, placing it down. he replaces it with his own hand, tugging you to the centre of the kitchen. his smile is wide as he wraps your arms around his neck, his own snaking around your waist.

he tenderly sways you both to the music, admiring your beauty. he leans forward, placing a chaste kiss on your lips, his eyes turning to crescents as he grins at you. eventually, the song changes, but neither of you stop moving.

you smiled proudly as you watched sehun, surrounded by members of your family, entertain them with wild stories of exo's tour antics and culture shocks abroad. your family were enamoured, hanging onto his every word. his eyes shifted, capturing your gaze. he smirked slightly, dropping one eyebrow in a quick wink. satisfied with his unnecessary flirting, he continued his story, gesticulating rapidly with his hands.

"you really should have introduced him to the family earlier." your close relative remarked, watching the scene unfold beside you.

cannot get the idea of bob sucking his s/o's nipples to fall asleep out of my mind.

droopy eyes fluttering shut as his lips close around your nipple, tongue licking over the hot skin. the way he suckles gently making your heart swell. seeing your wso boyfriend so comfortable and relaxed filling you with happiness. he wraps himself around you, pressing himself as close as he can get while he starts to fall asleep.

"love you, baby... thank you."

stirring against jeno's warm chest, your eyes fluttered open and focused on the dark screen opposite you. you were covered in a blanket, jeno's arms tightly wrapped around you.

lifting your head, you saw that jeno was asleep, his head drooping in a position that you knew he was going to get cramp from. lifting a hand, you brushed your fingers over his left cheek, his eyelids fluttering from your touch.

his eyes slowly opened, a lazy smile creeping onto his face as he made eye contact with you. moving his head, he frowned in discomfort as he stretched out the cramp in his neck.

he murmurs, not wanting to disturb the quiet atmosphere,

"shall we go upstairs?"

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5 types of kisses - wong yukhei (nct lucas)

disclaimer, this is totally inspired by another writer, who's user I can't remember :( they did the same thing, but with members of txt.

forehead kisses

lucas pulled your sobbing figure close, his long arms wrapping around your shoulders. he murmurs small reassurances to you, his low voice filling your ears. his hands run up and down your back, firmly holding you against him, so you can't move away. comforted by him, your sobs quiet, replaced by ocassional sniffles. he leans back, looking at your tear streaked face as his head dips to press a soft kiss to your forehead. he smiles at you asking if you're feeling better before pulling you back into his chest once he's recieved your confirmation.

neck kisses

lucas's large form was half laying on you, his arm around your waist. one leg was tangled in yours, the length far extending yours. his head was buried in your neck, his soft breaths tickling your skin. unsure whether he was awake or not, you decided to run your fingers through his hair, seeing if he'd stir. he doesn't move, but you feel his head shift, feeling his lips against your warm skin. he kisses your neck gently, silently thanking you for loving him. the hand on your waist rubs circles into your skin, wishing to reciprocate your actions.

passionate kisses

you nervously waited for lucas, outside his gate at the airport. you shifted your weight from each foot as you looked around, in case he had to come out from another exit. your attention was pulled to the gate in front of you, a loud call of your name echoing in the airport. lucas was rushing towards you, his smile wide as he opens his arms. you yelped as he lifted you, spinning you around as he cheered. he quickly puts you down, his big hands cupping your cheeks as he captures your lips in a deep kiss, pouring the emotions of the last month into it.

hand kisses

sitting in his lap, your back against his chest, it was inevitable that you ended up fiddling with his hands. his long fingers were entertaining, the size almost comical. lucas had clearly had enough, his hands coming around yours, gripping them. this effectively stopped your movements. you turn in his lap, him still holding your hands. as you lean on one of his shoulders, he lifts your hand, kissing the fingertips. he murmurs how much he loves your hands, giggling as you hide your face in his shoulder in embarrassment.

cheek kisses

what do you get a man who has everything he could ever want? you make him something from your heart. in your case, it was an album of photos from throughout your relationship. each photo was named, and had the date it was taken. the album itself was decorated simply but elegantly, matching lucas's personal style. handing it to him, he smiled as he opened it, scanning the pictures. his smile only gets bigger as he reaches the last page. he puts it aside, pulling you close as he kisses your cheek tenderly, mumbling thanks against your red skin.