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# STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE ; PSH !?
pairing : seonghwa X gn!reader
au ; fluff, established relationship
warnings ; none
wc ; 700 words
“seonghwa, you can’t be serious”
this was probably the fifth time (approximate) that seonghwa had interrupted your fruitful working time with yet another plea for what sounded like an excuse for kisses.
“what?” he gasped dramatically. “my arm hurts”
“and?”
“i need you to kiss it better for me”
“gosh, hwa” you mumbled under your breath, as he watched you, wide-eyed. like a curious child, one might say.
seonghwa was someone you could trust with your life. although the screams from your apartment, when a little spider friend decided to join him in a shower, were hilarious.
but, no matter how much he hated bugs, he’d always be your knight in shining armor.
he’d always be the one with open arms on a bad day, never complaining about his snot and tear clad shirt, rather leaving kisses to your forehead everytime he heard a sniffle.
he was also the one to sulk around all day because you didn’t give him a good morning kiss, like a few weeks ago, when you had to leave bed early (and somehow wrangling your way out out both his arms and legs around you).
he refused to do anything other than sitting on the couch with a little pout when you came home later that day. he didn’t even budge when you said you brought home strawberry cake.
that was until he finally spoke up about not getting a good morning kiss, with so much seriousness, one might think he was actually being serious.
“hwa, sweetheart i’m sorry” you tried getting his attention which was definetly not on you.
no reply. instead, his gaze jabbed against the slice of cake lying on the table.
“i’ll make it up to you” you said with a hope that he’d finally stop sulking.
now that was something he’d like.
“fine” he said, maintaining his ‘angry man’ etiquette. but you saw that little smile. “kiss me”
seonghwa was strawberry cake personified. much like strawberry shortcake. he was the one rooting for you, a lopsided smile telling you that everything’s going to be okay.
maybe it was the subtle things that seonghwa did that made you fall for him even more. maybe it was, the subtle things that made you fall for his stupidly-cute antics every single day.
“y/n” he whined. oh god, there it is, that stupid pout. “kiss”
“fine, you big baby” he smiled wide when you finally gave in, leaving a kiss on his cheek.
“hey ! that’s not fair !”
everytime he did something remotely adorable, like waddling around in his rabbit pj’s, he’d always have a tinge of red left on his cheek. and it would always spread down to his ears and neck when you kissed him.
seonghwa was always considered the ‘mom’ in his group of friends. he’d always be the one taking care of everyone, pestering and nagging. sometimes, they’d even whine about seonghwa being too much of a mom.
seonghwa’s hugs were like hot chocolate. the warmth his body engulfed you, and the kisses being pressed everywhere on your face, were better than hot chocolate, though.
a smile broke out from you, as you pressed a kiss against his lips for probably the twentieth time that night, his arms pulling you closer to him.
“i thought you were busy” he said, innocently. the glint in his eye said otherwise. with no reply from you, he continued, “thought so, your lips are too pretty to not kiss all the time”
and you went red.
see, that was another thing about seonghwa and his shameless flirting. he doesn’t have a time or place to put them to good use
not that you complained.
seonghwa always looked at you like you hung the stars, hongjoong would complain after weeks of pining over you. which now has hongjoong knowing way too much in detail about what you like.
of course, seonghwa wouldn’t let you go ever again without a morning kiss. but he liked waking up next to you, in peace, better than anything in the world ; sweet words and stinky morning breaths.
he wouldn’t trade it for the world.