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a secret career (seonghwa x reader)

pairing :seonghwa x reader

established relationship, fluff, school teacher reader!, business man seonghwa!, older seonghwa, older reader,

rating : for all!

word count : 3.2k

synopsis: You’ve been belittled by others when you told them you were a school teacher. And with Seonghwa and your new relationship, you decided to keep it to yourself, until further notice. 

warnings: I am not an elementary school teacher and I do not have the experience of being a school teacher so I would like to apologize if this might romanticize this specific career or have some false statements. 

You were going through papers and papers, looking at the work and response of your little 2nd graders. It was a Tuesday night and the last thing you wanted to do was grade these papers. Your legs were up on the couch with a blanket that draped over your belly. The papers were gathered in piles on the coffee table in front of you and they piled up one by one into stacks that you labeled as graded and not graded.  

You absolutely dreaded nights like this because all you wanted to do was facetime your boyfriend and talk about your guy’s days. It was only a few months in this new profound relationship, but you knew how different and special it felt. Dating, before you hit 25, felt like a constant hit or miss with all these immature men and boys you found on dating sites and even at work. But dating now, or maybe dating him, was beyond anything you wished for as a young woman.

He was mature, respectful, and was always gentle with every topic, idea, and even event that was suggested. He had a stable career at a world-renowned company, and even became team manager at the age of 28. He had a good apartment and even a car he started leasing. And as much as he told you about his career and lifestyle, you kept yours a secret from him. Well at least for now.  

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[10:23 AM]

"hwa," you whine, trying to wiggle out of his grasp, "come on. we've slept in way too long."

he simply grumbles and pulls you back into a hug, and you sigh in defeat. you've been wiggling for a full minute, it's futile.

"nuh, you're so warm. it's too early," he complains against your shoulder, words muffled from your skin and the slurring that comes naturally when a sleepy boy is trying to convince you not to move.

he's cute as hell, but as much as you both wish it was, that's not a valid excuse for being late to your brunch date with the rest of the boys.

"babe, I'm serious. we're gonna be late," you tell him, but you probably should've considered the lack of shits he gives when he's tired, because he doesn't budge at all.

"two more minutes, love. then you can drag me out of bed, hm?" he bargains.

laughing, you absentmindedly run your fingers through his hair and he leans into your touch.

though you'd consider yourself more of a night owl than a morning person, there's always something special about spending moments like these together. light streams in through your blinds - even though they're still closed, the useless things - and brightens the room with a warm yellow glow, and it looks and feels heavenly.

or it did, at least, but the moment is over when you hear someone snoring in your ear.

"alright, that's it. you gave me permission," you say as you finally break free of seonghwa's hold, standing up and reaching for his arm, "so up you get."

with one big tug, you manage to drag him a few centimetres. you suppose it counts as progress, but you ultimately decide to try his legs instead. pulling him towards the end of the bed, you manage to wake him (and startle him, but you don't feel very sorry for it) with your efforts.

"hey, hey," he cries, "I didn't sign up for this!"

your dragging does not cease.

"yes, you literally did! come on, hwa," you laugh as he finally accepts his fate and rolls his way towards you.

sitting up, he wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face into your tummy. your hands go back to playing with his hair, and you can hear him sigh happily. he leans back and looks up at you with a sweet smile.

"alright, I'm up," he says.

you lean down and place a small kiss on the tip of his nose, causing him to giggle as a soft blush warms his cheeks.

"it's about time, sleepyhead."