No Lube, No Protection, All Night, All Day, From The Kitchen Floor To The Toilet Seat, From The Dining

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponent al

Chan: *cooking* Minho, can you grab the meat?

Chan:

Chan: Minho let go of my ass.

kim seungmin x elle japan

high heels (the devils deeds)

when you and seungmin finally got home from that wretched dinner party, you both give each other a relieved glance for getting through the event.

you hadn't expected seungmin to actually pick you up bridal style when you asked him to carry you home. when he did though, the entire room burst into fond laughter. you even heard a wolf whistle, which you were pretty sure was initiated by minho from corporate.

as soon as seungmin opened the door, you waddled inside and fell onto the sofa dramatically. he just gave you a small chuckle with the shake of his head while you complained about how your feet were aching after being in heels for so long.

seungmin, like the dutiful husband he was, began rubbing your feet to help ease the pain. seungmin, like the absolute devil he was, began tickling your feet to give you pain.

after you cursed him for his deeds and he laughed at your misfortune, seungmin finally coaxed you into getting changed with the promise of netflix, twizzlers and his hot chocolate.

when you stepped out of your shared bedroom after changing, you noticed a cup of steaming hot chocolate and a packet of half opened twizzlers ready on the dining table for you.

you walked over to where seungmin sat on the sofa, scrolling through netflix and looking for something to watch. the drink made you feel drowsy enough that you took a pillow, put it on seungmin's lap and proceeded to lay down.

seungmin silently played with your hair while watched, occasionally opening your mouth for seungmin to feed you a rope of twizzelrs.

seungmin felt so content he felt like his heart might burst. he loved you the way the river loved the sea and the stars loved the sky. he loved you like he had never loved anyone before.

for anyone else, having their wife lay down on their lap and ask for a twizzler to be fed to her every few seconds would be tedious. for seungmin, this was exactly what he wanted.

you wanted to watch tv.

he wanted to watch you.

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a/n: this is a mini sequel to my previous fic dim lights (work nights)

requested: by anon!

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