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4am snacks
doyoung × reader
warnings — none
summary — you call up bf!doyoung at four am to get you cereal because you are hungry
word count — 0.5k
you woke up a lot during the night, you were used to it by this point. and on a normal night you can go back to sleep fairly quickly. however tonight was not one of those nights, you hadn’t eaten all day, very much so your fault. but you knew you were hungry, for what? no idea at all, you thought maybe if you saw the time it would give you an idea. it didn’t but now you knew it was four am, you were hungry and kinda sleep deprived but one problem at a time.
rolling around your bed for a bit did nothing but make your stomach hurt and crave more than it already did. sighing loudly you rolled over to get your phone, 4:27 am displays on the lockscreen before accepting your thumbprint and opening. a photo of your bf and you wrapped in his arms shows up making a smile show up on your face. this prompts an idea to your head, a mean one but you are desperate and too lazy to think.
doyoung picked up after a few rings, “it’s 4am are you high or something?” he said i a low and exhausted voice. “no but something wrong..” he could here the pouting tone in your voice. “what’s up baby?” doyoung said, sounding a little more awake this time. “i didn’t eat all day and now i can think of what to eat.” you hug your pillow, listening to the sigh that comes from his side.
“what have i said about eating?” doyoung sounds a little mad and you wouldn’t blame him. “eat, you need to stay healthy so we can be well.” you say, mimicking his voice when he says it. “good, so why didn’t you eat?” you could here movement on his side. “I was working on a new song, and i got distracted.” you pause for a second before continuing, “now what should i eat, give me ideas!” doyoung laughs quietly at your demanding tone, yet lists out a bunch of random foods and brands.
doyoung said [cereal brand] and your stomach and interest peak. “i want that, but i don’t have any.” you pout, rubbing your stomach. “that sounds like a you problem baby, im going to go back to sleep.” doyoung explains. “but im hungry..” you whine, he laughs. “go make food then.” he says bye quickly before hanging up.
you pout, looking intently at you now dark phone. “fine ill make food myself.” you try to sound mean but you just sound sleepy. but none the less, you drag yourself to your kitchen. looking for something, anything that seems yummy at that moment. you found a few options but nothing seemed as good as that cereal. but nothing was open, and plus you didn’t want to leave your house anyway.
you sighed and pulled out bread and jelly. just as you were about to start the toaster, you heard the door open and shuffled footsteps. when your appears with cereal in hand, “i won’t be so nice next time..”