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𖠵 . ׅ ࣪ ⌇ 𝑀𝑂𝑂𝐷 𝑆𝑊𝐼𝑁G𝑆 !

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 bf! 𝑛ishimura riki x 𝑓! reader. 𝒢enre fluff. 𝓢ynopsis. in which riki takes care of you on your period ! 𝑤𝑐 𐙚ㅤㅤ 1102 ⸝⸝ not edited, kissing, cramps, food, pet names, y/n being cranky ! requested ⸝⸝ ୭ৎ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡

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YOU STIRRED AWAKE WITH A KNOWING DEEP SENSE OF DREAD.

the familiar, unwelcome ache in your abdomen signalled the start of a tough day.

as you rolled over in bed, clutching your stomach, you realize your period has arrived with a painful vengeance.

the cramps are more intense than usual, and the deadly mood swings are already making their presence known.

riki, your playful and loving boyfriend, was already up and about.

he poked his head into the bedroom with a bright grin, clearly in a great mood, not mixing well with your own. — more under cut !

"morning, sleepyhead! want some breakfast?"

his cheerfulness is usually contagious, but today, it grates on your nerves harshly.

you mustered up a weak smile and shook your head.

"no, ki. not today, sorry."

he pouts, but you can see the mischievous glint sparkling in his eyes.

"oh, come on. you need to eat something. how about pancakes? or waffles- i could even make some-"

"did you hear not hear me? i said no, riki,"

you snap, a bit harsher than intended. the pain and frustration coursing through your body getting the better of you.

riki's smile faltered.

"okay, okay, no need to bite my head off,"

he mutters, looking hurt. he turns away, muttering something under his breath.

the guilt of your actions hits you instantly, but the pain is relentless.

you grab your pain relievers from the bedside table and swallow a couple, hoping they'll kick in soon.

as you lie back down, you hear riki moving around in the living room, but you can't bring yourself to get up and apologize.

minutes pass, then an hour. the cramps show no sign of letting up, and the painkillers seem to be doing little to no help.

you hear riki's footsteps approaching again, and he peeks into the room, this time with a more grim expression.

"do you need anything?" he asks, his voice gentle and soft.

"just some peace and quiet," you mumble, turning away from him.

you couldn’t bear to look at him, knowing quite well you've hurt his feelings.

he doesn't say anything, just closes the door softly behind him.

you felt a pang of guilt again, but you're too exhausted to do anything about it.

you told yourself you’d apologize the next time he makes his way into the room, with a grin making its way onto your features thinking about your boyfriend.

you close your eyes, hoping to drift off to sleep and escape the pain for a little while.

suddenly, you hear the front door open and close.

you sat up, alarmed. did riki just leave? panic sat in quickly.

what if he left because you snapped at him?

the thought made your eyes well up with tears. you didn't mean to be so harsh; it was just the pain talking.

you curled up on the bed, hugging your knees to your chest, and let the tears flow.

you feel utterly miserable, both physically and emotionally. the cramps are bad, but the thought of riki being upset with you is even worse.

time passes slowly, each minute dragging on like an eternity. you hear the front door open again, and a wave of relief washes over you.

riki's back. but you're still crying, and you don't want him to see you like this.

the bedroom door creaks open, and riki steps in, carrying a large shopping bag. he freezes when he sees you crying, his face softening immediately.

"hey, hey, what's wrong?" he asks, rushing to your side worriedly.

"i... i thought you left because i snapped at you," you choke out between sobs.

riki looks at you with a mixture of confusion and concern.

"why would you think that? i just went to get something."

you look at him, your eyes red and puffy, making his heart break.

"because i was so mean to you, and then you just left."

he places the bag on the floor and sits beside you on the bed, pulling you into his arms gently.

"oh, baby, i'm so sorry. i didn't mean to make you feel that way." he gently strokes your hair, his touch soothing.

"you didn't," you whisper, sniffling.

"it's just... everything hurts, and i feel so bad for snapping at you."

he pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes.

"it's okay. i know you're in pain. i should have been more understanding."

he kisses your forehead, then reaches for the bag.

"i went to get you some things to make you feel better."

curiosity piqued, you peek into the bag as he pulls out various items.

there are your favorite pads, a selection of chocolates, a cute teddy bear, and a huge selection of your very own comfort foods.

your heart swelled with gratitude and love.

"ki, you didn't have to do all this," you say, your voice trembling, all a sudden feeling incredibly emotional.

he smiles softly.

"i wanted to. i hate seeing you in pain. i’d do anything to make you feel better."

you throw your arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"thank you. you're amazing."

he giggles, that familiar playful spark returning to his eyes.

"anything for my girl."

he kisses you again, this time on the lips, a sweet, lingering kiss that makes you forget about the pain for a moment.

for the rest of the day, riki stayed by your side, pampering you with affection and care.

he heats up a warm towel for your stomach, brings you snacks, and even puts on your favorite movies.

when the pain becomes too much, he holds you close, whispering soothing words and rubbing your back.

as the evening goes on, the pain starts to dull, and you feel a sense of comfort and peace.

riki's presence, his love and care, make all the difference.

you cuddle up to him on the couch, the teddy bear clutched in your arms, feeling safe and loved.

"thank you, riki," you murmur, your head resting on his shoulder.

he wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer.

"no need to thank me. i love you, and i'll always be here for you, no matter what."

“plus.. who else would deal with your mood swings?”

you smile at his words, finally feeling the day end as you close your eyes, snuggling into his warmth.

despite the rough beginning, the day has turned into one filled with love and tenderness, all thanks to riki.

and as you drift off to sleep, you know that no matter how bad things get, you'll always have riki to depend on.

© won4kiss 2024

tl open ‹𝟹 @luvlyhee @sjyunnsworld @suneng @pnghoon @shawnyle @laylasbunbunny @privareum @briefsaladfun

you're so fine

➵ pink is not just a colour; it's a state of mind

pairing: heeseung x f! reader

summary: after dyeing his hair, heeseung receives a new nickname from you! he loves it.

note: i know i don't post a lot but the main reason is pretty much that my hands twitch and try to get me to write more anytime something's under 1k and i usually can't fight the voices.... but im trying to post shorter stuff as well so i can post more!

warning(s): none!

word count: 326

"hey pinky, can you pass me that?" you mutter absent-mindedly, too focused on your laptop screen.

when you don't hear a response after a few moments, you look up to see heeseung staring at you with a wide-eyed expression.

fondness bubbles up inside you and you have to hold back from smothering him out of cuteness aggression.

assuming the man doesn't know what you're referring to, you gesture towards the nightstand on his side of the bed, "the book, I need to check something."

he scrambles to fulfill your request, "of course!"

by now you notice his ears are bright red but before you can comment on it he clears his throat and mutters a little flustered, "but um, what did you call me?"

heeseung had known you loved his new dye job when you had squealed when you saw it and gushed about how pink was his colour and how handsome he looked when he came home from the salon.

he had acted nonchalant but you both knew how happy the compliment made him.

especially when you had seen him practically kicking his feet and giggling later when you posted a selfie you took of you kiss the pink-haired him on the cheek, to your story.

you had captioned it:

pink suits him, but I think it suits me better 😗

you had obviously been referring to your relationship compatibility, but you also had to talk him down from convincing you into getting a matching dye-job.

back to the present where heeseung is still extremely flustered by the nickname. he really likes it though.

you smile, "what, pinky? it's so cute and it suits you doesn't it?"

heeseung smirks, "yes, because you're the brain," before leaning in to press a smooch to your lips.

he laughs when you complain and pull him back in.

later, when you have settled back into your respective activities, heeseung smiles secretly, still thinking about it.

he quite likes pinky.

taglist: @ashtxrie @luvlyhee @won4kiss

!!!

to all my prev dear mooties, this is jennifer, previously @/hoonion. my main blog got terminated by tumblr w/o any notice and idek the reason 🙁 tho i sent an email to tumblr help center, i'm hoping it'll get sorted out soon !

(not tagging anyone cause im feeling tired ><)

hai cutie :p

omg HIII ML <3 im so srry ur blog got terminated it’s one of my favourites ☹️! i love ur works sm !! 🫶🫶

HE'S SO PRETTY ✦ SJY

➵ to love and be loved is everything

pairing: jake x f! reader

summary: sometimes you want to try a new makeup look out, but you can't do it the way you want on yourself. luckily, jake is always willing to be your model.

note: you'd be surprised by how easy it is to post often once you let go of being perfect and write down an idea whenever it comes...

warning(s): a teensy bit suggestive at one point, but mostly just a joke

word count: 1008

jake had been lazing on the couch, unsuspecting, when it happened.

he noticed his girlfriend in the entrance to the family room in their shared apartment, eyeing him with a keen, searching gaze.

he raised a brow, intrigued by what she was trying to observe.

"jake."

he hummed, "yeah?"

"let me put makeup on you."

now jake did not in fact have any sort of liquid in his mouth, but it he had it would be all over their coffee table at this point.

he spluttered slightly, "what?!"

and of course you turned your powerful pleading gaze on him, the one you know he can't resist.

"can i please put makeup on you? i saw a look i want to try, but it doesn't suit me at all."

jake contemplated slightly, the television running in the background long forgotten by then.

he smiled brightly at you, "sure!"

your jaw dropped slightly in surprise which confused him, "i thought that's what you wanted? wait! was this a test?"

you laughed, "no no! i just didn't expect you to agree so easily…"

by now you had made your way properly into the room and settled on the couch facing him.

jake tilted his head and you were hit with the image of a puppy, causing you to snicker before answering.

"but why?"

you shrugged, "some guys find it emasculating."

"oh...? but do whatever you want, baby?"

you gave him a cheshire cat smile, "yeah? even if i want to post you?"

jake grimaced, "as long as the look isn't ugly."

you gasped and smacked his shoulder, affronted.

"yah! my makeup always looks nice, and you know that."

he smiled because he did know that, but jake just ruffles your hair in lieu of a response.

you just huffed at his lack of faith and tug him towards your shared bedroom by the wrist.

you instructed jake on completing pre-makeup routines which causes him to pout because why couldn't you do it for him?

you: jake! babe! i'm not going to wash your face for you!

jake: why not :( 

yeah... anyway, once he was all set, you settled him onto a chair.

it soon became apparent that the angle was a little awkward. because you weren't a professional makeup artist, you weren't that experienced in putting make up on others.

jake noted the frustration in your brow and whispered, trying his best not to break your concentration.

"hey, y/n..."

you let out a delayed hum, acknowledging him without turning your concentration to him.

"maybe this would be easier on the bed?"

now he had your attention. you glance at him with a raised brow, "how so?"

"well. i could lay down or like sit up and you could uh be on my lap?"

his voice pitched up near the end, clearly slightly nervous in asking the question.

your eyes lit up, thinking it could be the perfect solution before you narrowed your eyes in suspicion.

"and you have no ulterior motives?"

jake busted into laughter, "well i'd never claim that i don't benefit from having a pretty lady in my lap, but no. i promise i'll just lay there and let you do as you please."

"as i please, huh?" you waggled your eyebrows at jake and he just snorted.

"yeah, yeah, let's go."

you did feel a flush climb up you at the intimacy of the position, however it's far outweighed by the concentration at getting the look right. you looked at your phone in reference a few times, deciding once you had finished that you should style his hair as well.

you scrambled off the bed to gather more supplies from the washroom, leaving jake with stern instructions not to look at himself.

it was incredibly difficult, but jake managed to hold back the curiosity until you returned with his hair products.

he let you work peacefully, only closing his eyes and relaxing into the soothing feeling of your hands running through his hair.

jake had almost dozed off when you clapped and exclaimed, startling him.

"alright! all done."

you led jake to the vanity by the hand, only giving him the instruction to close his eyes because covering his eyes yourself would ruin the makeup.

"you can open your eyes," you whisper into jake's ears from behind him.

jake does as told and gasped. if he was being entirely honest, he had expected a full glam look and while not too excited for it, wasn't dreading it either. but this--

"babe, you made me look so hot!"

it was the perfect mix of subtle and dramatic.

you laughed, "first of all, you do that all on your own, but i'm glad you like it."

jake shook his head, you didn't understand. you did such a good job! he had to show this off to everyone.

you stared with confusion at your boyfriend as he made his way to the closet, ruffling through clothes. admittedly the alluring make up look paired with jake's pyjamas was a funny sight.

"whatcha doing, jakey?" you questioned when he took longer than usual.

"looking for an outfit! it's gonna make the photos look so much better, trust."

you laughed at his enthusiasm, he was now more excited at the prospect of posting the look than you were.

you decided to tease him, "but what if i want to keep this view all to myself."

he paused in his search, "...that's fine!"

but you knew him too well to not recognize the pout in his words.

"of course, i'm kidding! once you get dressed i'll use the training i received from.. your friends actually, on how to take good photos."

his previous excitement returned and you swore you could almost see a tail wagging in excitement.

so adorable! and yet he looked so handsome at the same time? incredibly unfair.

you lazed on the bed, scrolling through your phone to decide what pose and lighting would suit the look best while he got dressed.

and in the end, the pictures turned out amazing.

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sonny baby !!

(🦒) ── LEE HEESEUNG [희승] ⁞ ㅤㅤ𝓰. fluffㅤㅤ୨୧ㅤㅤ warnings : est. relationship, pet names (babe), skinship, kissing (literally like a very chaiste, singular one.)ㅤ⟡ㅤ!nonidol boyfriend !hee 𝔁 fem !reader ㅤᯓ ꒰ wc : 826 ꒱ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsynopsis .ᐟ in which your boyfriend suprises you with your very own sonny angel !! ── 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 ᡣ𐭩

juno's note ─ randomly got the motivation to write this bc I just ordered some new sonny's hehe ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ if you enjoyed reading this, please be sure to like & reblog !! ♡

you stood in the middle of your living room, face etched with horror as you stared down at your favorite sonny angel--a bright yellow giraffe adorned with stubby horns and brown spots, discarded carelessly on the carpet.

you slowly picked it up, immediately noticing the defects and bite marks that painted the plastic figurine. you couldn't believe it! what was once your most cherished angel in pristine condition was downgraded to a chewed-up trinket.

your eyes landed on the culprit, the dark brown feline sitting carelessly on the edge of the couch, oblivious to your inner turmoil.

"ddongsik!" you scolded, holding up the tiny angel in all its imperfect glory. the cat, however, watched with innocent eyes, blinking a few times before indifferently stretching out it's limbs on the couch.

you let out a soft sigh, padding around the room in disbelief with the sonny in your hands, a lump forming in your throat. anyone else might have shrugged it off, realizing it was just a silly mistake by a curious cat. but you? you had a reason to be upset.

that silly giraffe was the first gift your boyfriend, heeseung, had given you for your anniversary. it was a sweet gesture, the root of your sonny collection as a whole. but now that your first ever baby was ruined, you felt almost hopeless.

heeseung emerged from the bedroom, concern evident on his face as his eyes flicked between you and the cat sitting comfortably on the couch.

"babe? what's wrong?"

you held the sonny angel up for heeseung to see, watching his eyes widen in understanding. he sighed, quickly making his way over to you.

"ddongsik strikes again, huh?" he mumbled, gently taking the sonny from your hands, his eyes searching for yours. "i'm so sorry, y/n. i know how much this meant to you."

you could only nod, watching intently as he inspected it. "it was my favorite, hee. now it's ruined."

you sniffled, biting the corner of your lip to hold back the emotions begging to escape.

heeseung's eyes softened at the crestfallen look on your face. he tipped your chin so you would look at him before pressing a soft kiss onto your forehead.

"hey, don't worry. we'll figure something out."

he reassured, pulling you into a comforting hug, his chin resting on the top of your head.

you let out a soft sigh, surrendering to his care as you rested your head on his chest, inhaling deeply.

"promise?"

"promise."

over the next few days, heeseung seemed unusually busy. he'd vanish for hours, claiming he had errands to run, but always returned with paint smudges on his fingers and a mysterious gleam in his eyes.

when you asked what he was up to, he'd just flash a mischievous smile and tease it was a surprise. curiosity gnawed at you, yet you trusted him enough to let it be, even though the mystery continued to eat you alive.

one evening, upon returning home, you found heeseung sitting at the kitchen table, a wide grin lighting up his face. “close your eyes,” he instructed.

a soft smile graced your lips at his excitement before reluctantly obeying, feeling a flutter of anticipation in your chest.

heeseung guided you to a chair, helping you settle in before signalling you to cup your hands. after a moment, you felt something small and delicate placed into your palms, curiosity now fully piqued.

heeseung couldn't help but chuckle softly at the look on your face, gazing at you fondly before clearing his throat. "alright, open them."

you blinked open your eyes, and there in your hands were two customized sonny angels, meticulously painted to resemble you and heeseung. they were adorable, capturing tiny details that mirrored your features and heeseung’s gentle doe eyes.

you gasped softly, overwhelmed with emotion. "heeseung, is this…?"

he nodded eagerly. "i couldn't stand seeing you sad about the old one. so, i decided to create new memories—sonny angels that represent us, together."

tears welled up in your eyes as you examined the figurines, marveling at their intricate details. "it's perfect," you whispered, voice thick with emotion.

heeseung chuckled warmly, cupping your face with his hand and brushing away a tear with his thumb. “anything to see you smile again.”

in that moment, ddongsik strolled in, eyeing the new sonny angels with a curious tilt of his head. you quickly lifted them out of his reach, both you and heeseung laughing at the cat’s determined expression.

“we’ll have to find a safer spot for these,” heeseung chuckled, affectionately rubbing your shoulder.

you nodded, feeling warmth spread through your chest. “definitely.”

later that night, as you placed the new sonny angels on a special high shelf, safely out of ddongsik’s reach, you couldn’t help but admire heeseung’s handiwork once more. it wasn’t just a simple toy; it was a testament to his love and thoughtfulness. and that made it even more precious than the first.

𝓢igning off... @pnghoon

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