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[hellodefthings]

hiii<3 may i request soft bf wonwoo drabble on how he takes care of you with a cuddle session after a long stressful day of work? thank you!! 🩶

anon here you go! hope you enjoy reading // wc: 500

it had been a long, gruelling and stressful day at work. you felt like the weight of the world hanging on your shoulders, it had been a frustrating and stressful day. you finally reach home and push open the door to your home and all you can think about is collapsing in bed. the moment you step inside, the comforting scent of your shared apartment envelops you. the scent of your jasmine candle wafts into the air. wonwoo had probably lit it, knowing you liked having the house cosy when it was cold outside. but it's the sight of him that truly melts away your stress. he’s sitting on the couch, watching something when he sees you, his eyes lighting up.

“hey there,” he says softly, his voice soft. you manage to give him a tired smile. he’s on his feet instantly, crossing the room and pulling you in a gentle embrace. his arms wrap around you, strong yet tender and as he holds you close and you let the warmth of his body seep into your chilly skin.

“rough day?” he asks, pulling back just enough to meet your gaze. you nod, the exhaustion from the long day weighing heavily on your features. without another word, he guided you to the couch, sitting down and pulling you next to him. you snuggle closer, your head resting against his chest as he holds you close. somehow wonwoo always knew just what you needed.

after a few swift movements, wonwoo is quick to wrap a soft blanket that was always lying on the couch around the both of you, cocooning you in cosy warmth. his fingers begin to weave through your hair and it's soothing and calms you down. it's like a gentle reminder that you’re safe here, in his arms. you close your eyes, leaning more into his presence and your heart begins to settle as you listen to the steady beat of wonwoo's heart as you rest your head on his chest.

“do you want to talk about it?” he asks softly, after a few moments of silence, his voice low. you take a deep breath, and you start to tell him everything, letting the day spill out of you - all the frustrations and stresses flowing into the air. wonwoo listens intently, nodding and offering soft reassurances. it feels good to share and talk it out, to let it all go while he holds you close.

as you talk, he gives you occasional kisses on top of your head and temple, each little gesture laced with affection. “you’re amazing, you know that?” he says proudly, and you can’t help but smile, feeling his love wrap around you like the blanket itself. his lips brush softly against yours and he kisses you. it's a sweet, lingering kiss that sends a flutter through your heart. it’s soft and gentle, filled with all the love he carries for you. when he pulls back, you can’t help but smile, feeling a little lighter.

after a while, you've let go of everything that happened and you both are wrapped in a comfortable silence as you sit together in each other's embrace. the flickering light of the tv casts a soft glow in the room, but all you can focus on right now is the way he holds you and the way he makes everything feel alright.

a moment later, big yawn escapes you, and he chuckles softly. “looks like someone’s ready for a nap,” he teases softly, his voice warm and playful. you nod again, feeling drowsy but so content nestled in his arms. he shifts, making sure you’re perfectly comfortable and it's not long before your eyelids begin to feel heavy with sleep.

“sleep, love. i’ve got you,” he whispers, and with those words, you drift off, wrapped in love and warmth, knowing that with him, everything will always be okay.

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Jeonghan + 42 pleasee. Tq in advance!

hi, lovely 💜 thanks for the request, hopefully you will like it, let me know!

22. kiss out of pride (yoon jeonghan)

jeonghan is strong. he is strong and resilient and he will not cave in. it all started from a silly fight, when you both were picking on each other. having you in his arms, blowing raspberries on every single one of your statements, jeonghan was having time of his life right until you stroke him with 'hannie, you won't be able to survive a week without kisses!' and- okay. jeonghan can definitely survive without your kisses for a week, duh. so yes, he is strong and resilient and he will not cave in. or so he thought.

first day went on without a hitch. so easy, in fact, that jeonghan's faith in himself was restored. then second day rolled in and oh.

'how are you coping, baby?' you ask in a sweet honey voice of yours. and jeonghan can't help but stare at your lips, already having a hard time denying himself their taste. 'my eyes are up here, hannie.'

shaking his head, jeonghan makes a whole show of rolling his eyes and acting like it's not a big deal. (it is, it really is. he's dying). 'i'm doing just fine,' he aswers, shrugging. 'how are you coping though, sweetheart? missing my kisses?'

you squint, smirking and seeing right through his nonchalant facade. jeonghan may act like he doesn't care, but you know exactly how affectionate and clingy he is, can practically feel the way his whole body vibrates with need to get a kiss from you. leaning closer, you bat your eyelashes at him, watching as he tenses up. 'i'm all good. but we didn't say anything about cuddling, so let's go lie down?'

he can't say no to this, will rush and scramble for any resemblence of intimacy with you. getting comfortable on the couch, you both snuggle and jeonghan sighs in satisfaction as you lean closer, nuzzling to his neck. your familiar sweet scent makes him smile and he hugs you tighter. he almost plants a kiss on top of your head but catches himself just in time. no, he is strong. he feels you shifting and when you look up, jeonghan sucks in a breath, staring at your pretty eyes and pretty nose and pretty lips-

'if not for your pride, you'd be kissing me right now,' you say, laughing at jeonghan's tortured expression. 'don't you want to, hm?'

'you know i want to,' he mutters, glaring at you. 'stop secuding me.'

'who is seducing?' you ask in an innocent tone. 'don't know what you're talking about.'

very intentionally, you wet your lips, amused at the way jeonghan's eyes follow this movement like a man starved. your mouth opens to say something about his strong will, when your boyfriend leans in, catching your lips with his. it's a quick kiss, more like a desperate peck, but it makes you giggle and him sigh in relief. 'i won!'

'you little brat,' he mutters fondly, nuzzling into your hair. 'i lose, okay? i lose, i admit. i can't survive a week without your kisses.'

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Wonwoo/ numver 45 pleaseeee. Tq!

hi, baby 💜 thanks for the request, hopefully you will like it, let me know!

45. kiss out of anger (jeon wonwoo)

there are few things that can get wonwoo's blood boiling and fights with you were one of them. or to be more specific, fights in which you completely disregard your safety. his mind just refuses to understand how you can so blindly put yourself in those dangerous situations and just- how can you not care? you are so precious to him, you are his everything, how can you treat your own self like you're cat with nine lives?

'i think you're being dramatic here,' you huff, frowning. 'and i'm a big girl, woo. i can take care of myself.'

'not this again,' he mutters, trying to keep his tone stable. he has very strict rules for himself and not raising his voice on you is one of them. 'not this 'i can take care of myself' thing again when it's not even about that!'

he watches you blink in stupor and it's rare for him to not find words to say, but he truly is at loss - how can he make you understand that your safety is his priority without scaring you off with intensity of his feelings? how can he let you know that his nerves eat him up alive when you go and actively put yourself in danger for adrenialine rush or because you find it fun? you mean so much, he's afraid to admit to himself exactly how much you mean to him. but he also doesn't want to be this overbearing boyfriend, who acts all possessive or clingy, he's not that type. 'these hikes are so dangerous in winter and forecasts shows it'll be snowing, i just-' he sighs, starting to pace around the room in frustration. 'i just think that it'd be wise to cancel this whole thing, dear. that's all i'm saying.'

'i promised everyone to come,' you stubbornly repeat and he doesn't know how you can put promise to others above your own safety. 'and it's fine, wonwoo. babe, it's not my first time taking a hike on that mountain in winter, okay? and these forecasts are not always correct.'

it's not a big deal for you, that's the thing. how it cannot be a big deal to you is beyond wonwoo and that's what makes his blood boil. is he truly the one being unreasonable here? is he really the crazy one? with a resigned sigh, he turns to you, frowning. fine, he think. let me be the crazy one.

'i think you have to trust me a little bit more-'

he doesn't let you finish this ridicilous sentence and instead kisses you hard, pouring his frustration and anger into the kiss. feel it, he thinks, holding your head tight, not letting you escape. feel what you do to me. you whimper quietly and only then he eases up, turning kiss to a more gentle one until all you're doing is exchanging sweet pecks between each other. 'i always trust you,' he whispers into your mouth, opening his eyes. 'always. it's not about that either. i just think it's dangerous and i don't want you to go even if you promised other people. can you please think about your own safety first? i will go out of my mind here, worrying for you. i swear i will climb that damned mountain myself just to make sure that you are alright.'

and wonwoo means it. he will climb the highest mountain, cross the widest ocean - all just to make sure that you are alright.

[hellodefthings]

NANA CUDDLES | JEON WONWOO

dedicated to @wonijinjin

fluff 𐙚 established relationship 𐙚 idol!wonwoo x gn!reader 𐙚 wc: 763

“what are you giggling at?”

without tearing your eyes from the screen, you blindly reached for wonwoo’s hand, giving it a little squeeze. “i've never seen you so unbothered about being shirtless on camera before,” you said amused, unable to look away from your computer. “on national tv may i add.” 

he scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest, as if he was trying to make a point. “you would be too if a horde of people barged into your room shoving cameras in your face.” 

wonwoo was clearly not as entertained as you were, not that you cared - you were too busy melting over your shirtless boyfriend with the cutest bed hair, who looked like the squishiest (and most confused) dumpling ever. 

“i had bigger things to worry about,” he said, and reached for his gaming controller.

“like what?” you could barely hold back your laughter at his pouty expression and the way he spoke in a sulk. offended wonwoo was an endearing wonwoo. no wonder he became Na PD’s favourite child when he acted that cute without even realising.

“like being kidnapped.”

you quickly paused the video, turning your head in your boyfriend’s direction.“that's not an excuse, jeon wonwoo. you were kidnapped to fucking italy!” 

“language.” 

you hated yourself for how down bad you were for your boyfriend, because oh god, you’d love to punch him for being so annoying sometimes, but you couldn't - instead, you wanted to smooch him all over his kissable face.

“why are you being so mean about it? i never said you looked bad or anything,” you mumbled and resumed the video, sinking further into the sofa. wonwoo sighed softly and you knew something bigger was going on, but you didn't want to argue with him any further if he was going to be so annoying. 

out of the corner of your eye, you saw him grab the blanket that was lying next to him and you couldn’t help but smile to yourself - no matter what the temperature was, wonwoo always ended up being cold. 

"it was embarrassing. i mean, it is now that i look at it," he mumbled, picking up your computer and without looking at you, he covered your legs with the blanket. “and it’s even more embarrassing seeing you freak over it so much,” he raised his gaze to you, shyly looking at you from behind his glasses that slid to the tip of his nose.

you cooed at him, only now noticing the blush on his cheeks. "i didn't do it to spite you, honey, seriously. you just looked so cute and it's not often you show this side of you when you're on camera,” you said, adjusting his glasses. “seeing you so happy even in such an uncomfortable situation for you,” you sighed, brushing gently some of his hair from his forehead. “i love seeing you like this. happiness looks good on you, wonwoo.”

wonwoo scrunched his nose sweetly, looking down. “thank you,” he said, and leaned towards you, pecking your forehead.

“what are you doing?” you looked up from your book in confusion, watching wonwoo climb into bed.

"i'm going to bed?" he asked with amusement, pulling the covers over him.

"okay, but what are you wearing?" wonwoo couldn't help but laugh. he placed his glasses on the nightstand and wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him. “a shirt,” he replied and kissed your cheek, settling more comfortably against your side.

"this is some kind of joke, right?"

"what are you talking about, baby?," wonwoo muttered, grabbing his own book.

“you never sleep with your shirt on,” you whined. without even putting the bookmark in the book, you threw it somewhere and knelt next to wonwoo, waiting for an explanation.

"you were so crazy about me being shirtless earlier that i'd rather not take it off now so you don't go insane again. i wouldn't want anything to happen to you, hm," he hummed, patting your thigh, as if that didn’t just make you go nuts. 

“wonwoo, please?” you wanted nothing more than to wipe his stupid smirk off his face, you knew he was just teasing you now. 

smiling sweetly at you, he grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it to the ground. "better?" he asked, amused. you wanted to scream yes, but instead you threw yourself at him and snuggled into his side, finding your usual place in the crook of his neck. “much better,” you huffed happily.

“oh baby,” wonwoo murmured, kissing your temple.

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8:40 pm.

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“I’m sorry, I’m so…”

“I already told you not to apologize,” Hao interrupted with quiet voice. “We can go out another day.”

“B-but…”

“We'll have other opportunities,” Hao placed a hand on your forehead and sighed in relief. “The fever has gone down, but you still need to rest.”

You took his hand in yours and it felt quite warm compared to yours, which seemed to have lost all trace of heat. Hao hated seeing you sick, but seeing you with your low guard made his heart so, so flustered.

“Do you need anything else?”

“Can you stay with me for a while?” you responded with pleading eyes. “If you get sick, I’ll take care of you, I promise!”

Hao chuckled softly before lying down on his side of the bed, and you sought his chest as if it were your favorite pillow.

“Love?”

“Yes?”

“I’ve told you… How much I like to hear your heartbeat?”

He surrounded you with his arms to bring you closer to his body, leaving a small kiss on the top of your head. “No, but say it more often.”

You wrapped your arm around his waist and closed your eyes to rest, the fogged window from the cold being the last thing you saw before falling into a deep sleep. Outside, it was raining cats and dogs, but you were safe in the cozy embrace of your boyfriend. You were at home.

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Five minutes more...

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Genre: fluff.

Pairing: seungcheol x reader.

Warnings: sulky Cheol.

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“y/n,” you heard someone calling your name from afar. “Please, wake up.”

You slowly opened your eyes; next to you was the alarm clock, and after seeing the time, you let out a slight groan. “It’s six…”

“Yes, but I have to get up.” Cheol moved a little closer and whispered in your ear, “And you’re on my arm.”

“It’s Saturday, and I’m comfortable.”

Cheol chuckled softly, and no matter how much he tried to pull his arm away, you didn’t move an inch and continued using it as a pillow. The room was still dark, the sheets were at a pleasant temperature, and a cool breeze was gently coming through the open window. No, you didn’t want to get up, and you knew he didn’t either; he would have done so if he really wanted to.

You opened your eyes again and turned over, Cheol had given up and seemed to have fallen asleep again. That was your favorite moment of the mornings, when you could stay in bed a few more minutes next to him. You brushed aside some strands of hair to admire his face, tracing with your finger his cheeks, his nose, his long eyelashes… There was something about morning Cheol that was just too perfect. Well, not everything was that perfect…

“Are you done yet?” he murmured; his eyes still closed. Instinctively you pulled your arm away.

“It’s too early for you to be in a bad mood,” you playfully slapped his shoulder.

Cheol smirked; it meant just one thing. He took your waist with his free hand and pulled his body closer to yours, you barely had time to proceed everything when his head was heavily resting on your chest, holding you in one of those not-letting-go hugs of him.

“It’s your fault,” Cheol grumbled with lazy voice. “But I know you like it.”

“You won��� a soft chuckle escaped from your lips as you embraced him by his shoulders, kissing the top of his head “Now, get up”.

“Just five minutes more…”

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waking up and still feeling too sleepy so you just roll over, pull coups’ arm over you and bury your face into his chest 🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️ morning snuggles

this is so cute aaa like just imagine waking up to the sound of your usual early morning alarm, but you're still so sleepy because you slept late last night and you want nothing more than to sleep in a bit today. you roll over to the other side, snuggling closer to seungcheol and you pull his arm over you as you snuggle closer into his chest.

he stirs awake slightly, his chest rising and falling in a steady, rhythmic pattern. you could feel his heartbeat beneath your cheek, a steady, soothing drum that matched the slow, lazy rhythm of your own breath. seugncheol's arm tightened around you instinctively, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he awoke to the delightful weight of you snuggled close.

"morning sleepyhead", he mumbles softly, his voice still thick with sleep but filled with a warm, affectionate tone. "morning,” you mumbled, your voice muffled against his chest.

"don't let me go, you're so warm", you mutter and he chuckles softly, a low, comforting sound that tickles your ear. “never,” he promises, his arms tightening around you in a tender embrace as he presses a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

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warnings! reader is sad for unspecified reasons.

“everything hurts.”

“i know, baby.”

“and my throat’s dry.”

seungcheol shifts to pass you a glass of water he’s had ready on the nightstand.

“and — ” your voice cracks ever so slightly “ — and i’m sad.”

“i know, baby,” he repeats softly. his hands cradle your face, the gentlest of kisses pressed to your forehead. “i know. i’m sorry. if i could fix it, i would.”

and you know he would. seungcheol would move mountains to see you smile. hates it when you cry, but even more than that, he hates when he can’t fix it. when can’t shoulder it all on to himself to keep you light.

you drink your water. he traces gentle patterns over your free hand. he kisses your aching head and wipes your nose and kisses you again.

then he makes you drink more water, and as you do, he shifts to get out of the bed; you whine. immediately.

he stops, immediately. he turns back to you, a soft little smile on his face as he brushes your cheek with a warm hand. “i’m just going to get you some food,” he promises, “i’ll be right back.”

“don’t want food. i want you.” you’re being childish, and you know it; but as if on cue, your stomach rumbles. loud.

your boyfriend raises one eyebrow at you, and you offer him a watery, sheepish smile. “that was digestion.”

his smile grows, just the tiniest bit. “i’m getting you food. just from the kitchen.”

“don’t leave me. i love you.” you claw at him dramatically, because the sight of his dimples can brighten any kind of darkness.

“and i love you. and so i’ll come back,” he replies, patting your head affectionately as he gets up. “with food. you always get hungry after you cry.”

if we want the rewards of love, we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known. only it’s not so mortifying, not any more. it warms you, inside out; aches deliciously in your ribs.

seungcheol pauses at the door and turns to you. “like that poem you like so much. what is it again?” he thinks, smiles when he remembers. “i love you, i want us both to eat well.”

an / i might delete tomorrow idk i don’t like this but. love u guys sorry i haven’t been writing recently!!

the poem referenced is called our beautiful life when it’s filled with shrieks btw. by christopher citro :)

and the quote about the mortifying ordeal of being known is from an article by tim kreider

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11:02 p.m - kim mingyu

a/n: kind of in my yearning hours mayhaps.. also the posting drought is over !

you came home after a long day, one of those days where you felt like you were on autopilot. the hours passed terribly slow but fast at the same time. it didn’t make sense but you were glad to be home.

you were glad to settle into bed after a simple dinner and you were glad that your boyfriend’s strong arms held you so lovingly. your head rested on his strong chest while your arm was draped across his middle.

his arm that was on the same side of you was folded so he could tangle his fingers in your hair, scrunching together here and there to soothe your scalp.

“you’re quieter than usual today” he notes.

you plant your chin on his chest to look at him.

“am i?”

another finger scrunch into your hair. “mhm, you’ve had a day, haven’t you?”

you sighed, laying your head back down, your ear was right on top of his heart so you could hear the steady rhythm of it. “i don’t even know how i got through it, but it was hard.”

his other arm comes to wrap around you, now tracing lines up and down your back. “but you did get through it, ‘cuz my baby is so tough.”

“the best part was coming home to you,” you replied, burying your face in his chest to inhale his scent.

“come here” he encouraged, pulling you up gently so your head could rest on his bicep instead. this way, he could look at your face better.

he pushed your hair back from your face and this gesture made you close your eyes in relaxation.

“let’s hope tomorrow’s better, hm?” he said, placing a kiss to your cheek. “don’t want my baby to have another hard day.”

you hummed in agreement, nuzzling even closer to him. “love you, you know.”

“of course i do.”

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midnight snack | yoon jeonghan

synopsis in which you feel guilty having a midnight snack pairing nonidol!yoon jeonghan x gn!reader genre fluff warnings food mentions, dieting concerns, late night eating, terms of endearment/petnames (babe, hannie), a small kiss at the end, do let me know if theres more word count 0.4k

notes: i just tried the habenaro buldak ramyeon and i thought of this fic. its my first one so i hope its up to standard ! ps i like the habanero better than the original <3

Jeonghan and you were already in bed when your stomach growled for the second time, much louder than the first. “You hungry?” Jeonghan asked, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah… but I’m trying not to think about it,” you replied, sipping water from your Stanley. “What? Why?” he questioned, now sitting up and facing you with concern.

“I’m thinking of going on a diet. I feel like I’ve been snacking too much lately and gaining back the weight I lost from going to the gym,” you explained, avoiding his eyes.

“Babe… you’ve been hitting the gym a lot. It's okay to treat yourself once in a while,” he said, his eyes darting between yours and the Stanley cup in your hands. “I know, but still,” you muttered, still not meeting his gaze.

Jeonghan’s heart ached to see you struggle. He knew how much effort you put into staying fit, but he couldn't let you go to bed hungry. “Tell you what, let’s share a packet of your favorite instant noodles. How about that?”

Your face lit up, but then you slumped back into the bed. “I can’t, Hannie. I’ll feel guilty,” you said, hugging the bottle tighter. “Okay, then think of it as us being guilty together, alright?” He gently lifted your chin to meet his eyes. “Yn, I promised I’d do everything with you. Having a midnight snack is included. Plus, I can’t bear to see you go to bed with your stomach growling.”

After a few moments, you finally nodded. Jeonghan immediately jumped out of bed and rushed to the kitchen, afraid you might change your mind. You followed him and saw he was already boiling water in a pot and pulling out a packet of your favorite habanero and lime buldak ramen.

As Jeonghan brought the ramen over (he insisted you sit on the sofa and enjoy your show while he cooked), you noticed he had added two eggs and sliced beef to the dish. “Hannie…” you said, hugging him tightly. “Thought you might like it more,” he smiled.

“Thank you, Hannie,” you said, giving him a peck on the lips before diving into the feast.

“Hey! I made it for us to share!” he protested as you took a big spoonful. You grinned sheepishly. “Sorry, I’m just really hungry.”

You didn’t notice the way Jeonghan smiled at you, while you were too busy enjoying your midnight snack.

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♡ cafuné

(n.) running your fingers through the hair of someone you love.

pairing : kim mingyu × fem! reader [ in an established relationship]

genre: fluff, very domestic fluff. svt. m.list

synopsis: sometimes what Mingyu really needs is good food, cuddle and kisses from you after a long exhausting day at work.

warnings: none (lots of kisses) word count: 1113 words

song rec: O by Code Kunst ft LeeHi // Hold me close by H3F

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(please read the a/n! note in the end loves!)

You take a glance at the clock. 9pm. You were cooking and waiting for Mingyu to return home. It was almost time. The sizzling sound of the vegetables frying in the pan filled the silence in the kitchen. You were making dinner late because you came back home a little late after work as well. And automatically drifted to a deep slumber as soon as your head hit the pillows. You added the rice in the stir fried vegetables. The delicious fragrance filled your senses as you stirred and mixed the rice well and then added the rest of the seasonings. "Gyu would love thiss" You said to yourself,smiling. You loved how Mingyu is a fan of whatever food you made. You loved the smile or sometimes the wide eyed expression he pulled whenever he took the first bite. He really enjoys eating food, especially home made food which is made by his one and only lovely girlfriend.

Time passed by and you stirred the rice thoroughly and then tasted it. It was delectable. That's when you heard the keys clinking followed by the door opening. 

"Baby I'm home!" The cheerful Mingyu was nowhere to be found. He sounded really exhausted instead which concerned you. 

"Welcome home Gyu! I'm in the kitchen!" you call out from the kitchen, now serving the rice on the two plates,set on the table beforehand. Mingyu appeared in the kitchen. 

"It smells soo good in here.. what are you making?" he mumbled as headed his way standing close to you in the kitchen. You made his favorite prawn fried rice. He draped himself on you like a blanket, arms around your waist, nuzzling his face on the crook of your neck. 

"Today was really exhausting isn't it?" you asked. 

"Yes, so so exhausting, back to back work and an important presentation. But I'm back and I want to sleep so bad" his reply was followed with a yawn. 

"But you have to eat, baby. Plus go take a quick shower, you're sweaty. The chicken will heat up in the microwave in the meantime." you said. He groaned like a little five year old kid before saying "Alright alright I'm going but can I get a kiss?"

Without any questions you pressed a soft peck on his lips. 

“One more?” he pouted. You let out a chortle. And pressed another kiss on his forehead and on his nose. He grinned and stared at you until out of the blue he attacked you with plenty of kisses all over  your face. His sweet affectionate behavior made you laugh and giggle. Once he was done he seemed like a smiley proud golden retriever after pulling back and looking at you and then he left to take a shower. 

The beep of the microwave oven reminded you of the chicken you were heating up so you took out two small bowls from the kitchen cabinet and then the chicken to serve it on the bowl. Dinner was served so you thought of scrolling through your phone a bit. Few minutes passed by, Mingyu came out of the shower and joined you for dinner. He was very sleepy now. All the little chit chats went on knowing about how each other's day went while eating dinner. The rain started pouring outside. The pitter patter of the light rain joined the conversation between you and him as pleasant background music. Not too harsh, not too slow. The kind of tranquil environment needed after a tough day. 

[..... time skip~♡]

You and Mingyu were now in the bedroom laying on the bed, cuddled up. He was nuzzling his face on the crook of your neck while his arm was around your waist. His warm breath was fanning on the skin of your neck. And above everything both of you were wide awake. Your hand was on his shoulder but then you slid it around his neck slowly running your fingers through his fluffy black hair. He quite literally melted in your touch. 

“Gyu?” you whispered. 

“Yes darling”

“You aren't sleeping. Aren't you tired baby?” Your soft voice being the only other sound beside the ceiling fan's, in the dimly lit room. 

“You know I can ask you the same question right? But I might actually fall asleep if you continued the massage” He smiled softly looking up at you. Your eyes meet his. He looked so adorable and fluffy. Hair all messy, drowsy eyes, slightly flushed cheeks. It gave you the urge to pepper kisses all over his face. Slowly you leaned your face closer to his, your soft lips pressing a delicate kiss on his forehead. Then peppering more kisses on his cheeks and nose. It made him smile automatically. Another kiss right beside his right eye. He was savoring the feeling of feather light kisses until he whispered “what's up baby?”. You stopped for a second to answer “nothing I just wanted to kiss my pretty boyfriend can't i?”.

“You're insufferable but I love you, you know that?” Mingyu had a lopsided smile dancing on his lips. Your face went closer to his, your lips ghosting over his and his eyes shutting slowly expecting to get into the fervent feeling of the tender kiss. But you stay still in that position. His eyes open. 

“So… I read this word somewhere ‘cafuné’ which means running you fingers through the hair of your loved one” you muttered, pulling away with a soft smile and continued “felt like this was the perfect opportunity to actually do it while we are still tangled in our bedsheets, on the bed like this''. Mingyu stared at you, blinking at times thinking how did he get such a sweet caring girlfriend. Your fingers picked up the motion they left for a few seconds, grazing and caressing his hair softly. 

“You talk just like a book. I don't really know how to explain this at this particular moment but you do and I absolutely love it” Mingyu spoke softly. 

“Really? Thank you, love. I think you should close your eyes and finally get some sleep as well” you said. 

“Alright my lady good night then?” 

You chuckled and then pressed a sweet tender kiss on his lips. 

“Yes, good night love. And I love you too” 

Sometimes nothing was better than Mingyu's bear hugs. He had such a big chiseled yet soft chest and arms. It was always a treat or a cure to a sad mood to hug him.

Sometimes for Mingyu your soft loving touch and affection is what he needed after an exhausting day or simply because he craved the softness of the affection you had, just for him. 

author's note: finally posted something lol. sometimes I just really really wanna baby this man and take care of him and make him his comforting food. I have proofread it once but lemme know if there's something wrong. [Please note: the Wonwoo fic is in progress and i won't be able to finish it any sooner because of the amount of assignments I have presently, I honestly wanna ugly cry atp]. With love, Luna����.

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ᝰ.ᐟ CHERRY CUPCAKE

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEUNGCHEOL after the last year esp he deserves the most happiness today ☹️☹️☹️

fluff, gn!reader

“flights are all delayed and all the hotels are completely booked, looks like we’ll have to spend the next couple hours here” seungcheol sighs sitting next to you on the bench in the airport cafe.

what was supposed to be a fun birthday trip you planned for him quickly turning into a disaster. it started with kkuma’s travel bag being ruined, meaning it took twenty minutes more than needed to drop her off to mingyu’s house. then it was the car breaking down on the way to the airport, another fifteen minutes lost and now, every flight to the vacation spot being delayed meaning you won’t get there until after seungcheol’s birthday.

usually you wouldn’t mind but you’d planned for all your gifts and surprises for him be sent to your room at the resort.

now you both were sitting on a sticky, cracking airport bench, only a few minutes left until it was officially seungcheol’s birthday and nowhere to stay for the night.

“i’m sorry cheol,” you started, voice laced with guilt “i just wanted to make sure you had an amazing birthday. you deserved it after the year you had”

you leaned forward, swallowing the lump in your throat and willing back the tears of frustration stinging in your eyes.

seungcheol noticed your distress and chucked lightly before wrapping his arm around you and making you lean on him. “you’re so silly baby, not everything has to be perfect, you know that right? it sounds cheesy but as long as i’m with you i really am happy”

you shot him a timid smile before something caught your attention. the array of sweet treats at the cafe counter, the red icing cupcake in particular drawing your attention.

before you knew it you were standing up and getting to the counter on instinct to buy the cupcake, smiling faintly at the red icing and small cherry sprinkles.

you walked to the airport store, buying the first candle you saw and placing it neatly on the cupcake before bringing it back to seungcheol.

your boyfriend smiled fondly, realising what you were trying to do and grabbed the lighter from your bag for you. you took it happily from his hands and brought it to the candle, the flame catching onto the small candle weakly.

“i know it isn’t the pretty cake i wanted for you to have but” you said sheepishly, looking at the airport clock and counting down the last few seconds before it was officially seungcheol’s birthday, “happy birthday cheol”

seungcheol smiled happily, his dimples on full display before blowing out the candles and leaning over to kiss you softly. “it’s perfect, thank you baby”

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sunshine

pairing: yoon jeonghan x gender neutral reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

word count: 1.1k

warnings: mentions of bruising (reader gets hurt), passing mention of alcohol (no one drinks), a kiss on the forehead, jeonghan gets called a loser lovingly, pet names (babe/baby, sunshine)

author note: this was requested by an anon! thank you so much for requesting once again, and i’m sorry that my work isn’t exactly what you asked for. i still hope you enjoy this though <3 lots of love!!

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you probably should’ve taken up jeonghan’s offer when he texted you earlier, asking if you wanted to dropped off before he went to a group dinner with his friends.

of course, you had said no, assuming that it would be the normal amount of traffic when leaving work. to your luck, it turned out the elevators stopped working right before it was time for you to go home and you risked going down the stairwell with everyone else—no one wanted to be stuck in the plain office building any longer, that’s for sure.

however, that also meant that there were some people rushing and elbowing others aside, despite it being…you know, a somewhat steep stairwell that was already crammed with others walking down it. sadly, you were one of the victims of a particularly brutal shover and pushed towards the railing and the cold metal had dug into your body multiple times, which is exactly why your legs ache as you sit down onto the couch slowly.

you take a peek at the back of your forearm and sigh seeing the small red marks leading up to the hem of your shirt sleeve.

you contemplate changing into a shirt with longer sleeves so you don’t worry your boyfriend but decide against it, knowing that he won’t be back for a while; when it’s the whole group of thirteen, they usually stop around one am at the earliest.

you grab an ice pack from the kitchen before stumbling back to the comfortable couch once more with a sigh, turning on the tv to a random channel as you wince at the feeling of the pack touching your tender skin. you keep treating your new bruises gently, with most of your attention on the screen in front of you—it turns out you put on a random reality show and there is drama that’s way too interesting to not watch.

it’s a little after eleven pm when the door unlocks and jeonghan lets himself in, carding a finger through his long hair before he places his motorcycle helmet and keys down, his lip ring glinting in the dimly lit room—he didn’t get to drink anyway since some of the guys had to cancel, and went bowling instead with mingyu and seokmin.

he hums the song that kept playing at the bowling alley as he looks up at you with a mischievous grin. “hey, babe.”

“hey, jeonghan!” you chirp, your voice unusually high as you hurriedly hide the ice pack behind you.

he raises an eyebrow at your cheerfulness this late at night but doesn’t press it, not yet noticing your bruises—that are on full display, even though they are starting to look better—as he goes to hang his leather jacket on the hanger specially designated for it.

your boyfriend turns and walks over to where you’re sitting, placing a small kiss on your forehead as he slumps down on the couch beside you, dangerously close to the biggest bruise you have.

jeonghan smirks at the way the two women on the screen argue with each other. “wow, over a man? he doesn’t even seem to be all that.”

you nod and he smiles, leaning his head against your shoulder as the guy cuts in, taking one woman’s side.

as jeonghan nuzzles his face into your arm, getting bored of what’s on the tv, his lip ring digs into one of the red spots you had gotten earlier and he can feel the way you tense. he frowns at your furrowed brows before looking down at your arm and sighing, his face freezing. “what’s this?”

when you don’t answer, he sighs. “what happened.” he phrases it like a statement instead of a question and you roll your eyes, already knowing he would be like this.

��hannie, nothing happened, i promise,” you say and jeonghan stares at you until you begrudgingly continue. “fine, fine. the elevators stopped working so i went down the stairs when work ended and people kept pushing me off to the side ‘cause they were in a rush. that’s all.”

your boyfriend scoffs, looking out at the window before back at you, his eyes hard. “are you serious? that’s not nothing at all.”

he grabs your hands gently, making sure he doesn’t touch any sore spots and speaks softly. “i’m sorry you had to go through that, baby. next time, i’ll make sure to just pick you up and not ask in case there are jerks like that again. in fact, i’ll be dropping you off and picking you up until the stupid elevators get fixed. i’m not about to take any risks when it comes to you.”

“this really isn’t helping your ‘bad boy’ agenda, you know that, right?” you smile teasingly, squeezing your boyfriend’s hand.

jeonghan looks at you in confusion. “what do you mean by that?”

you smirk. “come on, hannie. you have the whole package: a motorcycle, your leather jackets, the whole package—even your lip ring!” you pause, sighing. “all my coworkers talk about how you seem so brooding and like a lone wolf. it’s like they think you’re the coolest person ever when really, you’re just a loser.”

“hey, i’m not a loser!” jeonghan scoffs before reaching for the ice pack behind you and putting it to the bruises he can see.

“what?” he says when you raise an eyebrow and look down at the pack in his hands. “oh, this? i knew it was behind your back since earlier. you’re not very good at hiding things.”

you roll your eyes before leaning on his shoulder. “see what i mean? loser.”

jeonghan’s eyes soften as he looks at your big grin next to his face and places a kiss on your knuckle. “there’s my sunshine.”

“hey, that’s part of the ‘bad boy’ agenda too!” you chuckle, moving away from him slightly to hit his arm lightly. “besides, i told you not to call me that it’s so cringey!”

“what, sunshine? i’ll never stop calling you that because it’s true.” your boyfriend sticks his tongue out at you before smirking when you roll your eyes again.

jeonghan then pauses before winking, his head making its way onto your shoulder once more with a content sigh. “either way, i need to make sure i keep up my reputation with your coworkers, am i right?”

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[6:45] in this light

Seungcheol was quick to shut off the alarm, the last thing he wanted was for you to wake up before you needed to. If it were up to him, you’d spend the entire day just lounging in bed, taking a much needed rest. Since that wasn’t an option he would contempt himself with just holding you a little longer, hoping that was enough to give just a little comfort, just enough to make your day slightly not the worst yet. 

In fact, him waking up before you was part of his plan. Seungcheol was a greedy man. Even if he spent the entire night holding you in his arms, it wasn’t enough because he wasn’t awake. You see, it only counts if he’s awake for that. He sleeps better when you’re there with him, yes, but it only counts as cuddly hours if he’s awake. So he purposely set his alarm 15 minutes earlier, just so he could hold you for a little while. 

He was careful when laying back down, careful not to wake you up, knowing how much of a light sleeper you were. It was actually surprising that you didn’t wake up to the sound of the alarm. You turned into his arms, your face now tucked into his neck. Seungcheol smiled when you sighed, wrapping your arm around his waist.

It was times like that that he loved the most about his day, how he loved to start it. Like you, he had a shit day ahead of himself so he liked to make sure that he had a great start, so it could, maybe, just a little, postpone his misery. 

“You’re not as sneaky as you think you know?”

Seungcheol could only close his eyes and smile at the sound of your voice, still sleep drunk, but alert enough to still make fun of him. 

“Sleep a little more” he kissed your forehead, his arms getting tighter around your body. 

“I have to get up” you groaned trying to force your body up but giving up the second you felt how cold it was.

“We still have a few more minutes” he assured you “I just wanted to stay like this for a few minutes before he have to face the world. 

You hummed against his skin, a small smile on your lips when you kissed his chest. 

“You’re brilliant”

He noticed as your breathing evened again, a clear sign that you had fallen asleep.

It was obvious that both of you would be late for work.

just a little something to celebrate his birthday

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Jeonghan (SVT) | Nap fluff | 0.9k | gn!reader A/N: @hanniedream :)

This isn’t what you had planned when you joined Jeonghan for his nap after lunch.

Can it even be called a nap anymore when it’s been 3 hours?

You wake up feeling like you got hit by a train and woke up in a parallel universe. Your limbs feel so heavy it’s not even worth moving them and you’re not sure what amount of water you’d need to drink to get rid of the headache. You’re almost tempted to ask Jeonghan to bring you a painkiller, but then you stop.

If you’re in bed and just woke up, that means he must be still sleeping.

Carefully as you can with your body basically a deadweight you turn around. Sure enough, Jeonghan is still fast asleep. His chest rises and falls in a steady, slow rhythm. Just looking at him makes you feel like succumbing to sleep again. Maybe more sleep would fix everything - except that has never worked for you and you know better than to hope it would this time.

So you do the only smart thing you can - you sit up. Honestly your throat feels like you’ve been gurgling sand and a bathroom break sounds great too. And then perhaps afterwards you’ll feel good enough to be productive or at least awake enough that you’ll put on some movie and chill. Yet before you can get up, you feel warmth over your hand. You look back to see Jeonghan’s hand covering your, his brows furrowed slightly. He looks so pitiful. 

“I’m just going to the bathroom,” you whisper to soothe him.

He doesn’t remove his hand but when you slide your hand away and get up, he doesn’t stop you either. 

It’s only when you’re standing at the sink minutes later that you realize you forgot to take your phone with you. Now that shouldn’t be a big deal, but it is.

When Jeonghan hesitantly brought up his desire for a staycation instead of planning anything for the first time off he had in months, you agreed without a single doubt that it’s the best way to enjoy each other and recharge like you both needed to. The first thing you agreed on and promised to follow was ‘sleep when you’re tired, for as long as you’re tired’, and you promised not to wake him up unless it was an emergency.

Your boyfriend promised the same without you asking him too - and honestly that’s for the best because usually the ‘emergency’ you’d be woken up to is him just waking up from a nap and needing someone to tell all about his crazy dreams. Other times he just gets lonely. Honestly you know it’s an excuse to look out for you. He knows you don’t like to sleep for as long as you did today in the middle of the day.

So now that you’re standing in the kitchen without your phone, you can’t help but sigh. Going back to the bedroom is risky enough, but looking for the device? You’re bound to wake him up. 

Still, you have no idea how long he’s going to keep sleeping and you’d rather avoid getting a notification that will wake him up anyway. 

You creep into the bedroom quietly, pleased to note that you’ve gotten better at it upon seeing Jeonghan sleeping as peacefully as when you left the room. He doesn’t stir when you reach the bed either, and fortune is on your side because your phone is right there - peeking from under the corner of your pillow. Right there.

You wrap your fingers around it and at that precise moment Jeonghan’s hand shoots towards the device too. You pull back, thinking he must’ve just wanted to check the time and thought it was his own phone. 

He did not.

Met only with the cold surface of the item, he blinks his eyes open - bloodshot and teary, clearly woken up from a deep sleep, while he aims and catches your forearm this time.

“Where-?” he groans, falling back into the mattress again.

“I just woke up, Hannie,” you sigh, sitting down now that he’s awake, “I’ll be in the next room.”

“No,” he whines, trying and failing to open his eyes again. He whimpers again and you get the message loud and clear. 

Lying down, you help him put his hand on your waist and return your embrace. “There, I’m here.” 

He hums quietly. His lips press against your forehead as if he wanted to kiss you, or maybe tell you something. You’ll never know. Now that you’re safely in his arms, his breathing is already even yet again.

You try to fight off the lingering exhaustion, push back the sudden heaviness to your body and your eyelids. It’s a lost fight. Jeonghan is so warm and his arms slung over your waist and the memory of his desperate need to have you close make your heart flutter.

If this is what your body demands, then perhaps you need it.

You stop struggling against the pull of sleep.

You earned this opportunity to rest as much as you can. You don’t have to do anything but recover.

And very few things are as precious and healing as waking up to Jeonghan’s beautiful eyes and smile, no matter the time or how messed up your sleeping schedule will be.

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— take that back, yoon jeonghan.

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[a/n] and this is where i leave you. see you guys when and if i come back. ✌🏻

"stop sulking," jeonghan chides as he puts a party hat on your head, "it's our child's birthday."

you've been in a sour mood the entire day and he doesn't know why so he decides the best thing he can do is to leave you alone and continues setting up the dining table by himself for the celebration.

"dinner's ready," he announces before disappearing into the bedroom and you watch him come back out with doljjong on his palm and places it down carefully at the end of the table with its own mini party hat sitting on top of it.

you sit opposite jeonghan to eat your meal in uncomfortable silence and he glances at you warily every few seconds, unsure of whether he should risk asking you what was wrong. before he even gets a chance to though, you get up and mumble that you're full then retreats into the bedroom after cleaning up your dishes.

jeonghan enters the room after you a few minutes later, telling you it's time for the family photo. you pretend not to hear him then you hear his footsteps as he shuffles closer to the bed.

"baby," you feel the bed dipping under his weight when he sits down. "what's wrong? you've been upset all day today."

all he got in return was silence.

he shifts closer to you and rests a hand on your arm, "talk to me please? i won't know what's wrong if you don't tell me."

"what's today's date?" the annoyance and bitterness is clear from your voice.

"come on, you don't remember the date of doljjong's birthday?" he asks in a joking manner, hoping to lighten up the tense mood.

you turn to look at him and he can see that you obviously weren't amused. there's an indescribable look on your face and he can't tell if it's anger or sadness, maybe both with a sprinkle of disappointment.

"it was our anniversary yesterday, jeonghan." you glare at him, "do you remember that?"

jeonghan mutters a small "shit" under his breath and then he's immediately apologising over and over.

"i would tell you to forget it but it seems like you already have."

"baby," jeonghan crawls closer to you and grabs you by the elbow to pull you back down when you attempt to get out of the bed. "i'm really sorry, i didn't mean to forget."

"but you have no problem remembering the birthday of a rock."

jeonghan sighs behind you, "come on now. don't take your anger out on doljjong or you'll regret being a bad parent someday."

your head spins around so quickly at his words you thought you'd get whiplash.

"i'm the bad parent?" jeonghan jerks back slightly from your loud voice. "imagine your child finding out its own dad doesn't even remember his own anniversary."

jeonghan lets out a whine of protest then tugs on your hand, "baby, please don't tell doljjong. i don't want it to have a bad impression of me as a dad."

"so you're okay with me having a bad impression of you as a boyfriend?" you retort. "or with me believing i'm less important than a rock?"

"of course not, that's the last thing i would ever want." you hear his voice directly in your ear as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

you hum halfheartedly in response.

"i promise i'll remember it next year," he kisses your cheek softly.

you shrug him off you then gets up to walk to the door. "maybe i'd have already dumped you by then," you tell him nonchalantly without sparing him a glance.

jeonghan's eyes widen as he rushes towards you, "take that back!' he tackles you to the floor and traps you under his body when you ignore him, "we're staying here until you take that back."

"you'll get tired or have to use the bathroom eventually."

he stares you in the eyes and there's a look of determination on his face, "no, i won't."

you try tickling him to get him off you but he chuckles when he sees your frustration at him not being ticklish.

his laughter dies down and suddenly there's an unreadable look on his face and his voice is serious when he asks you, "you don't actually mean that, right?"

you ignore his question and tries to wiggle out from underneath him.

"baby," he whines. "you don't mean that do you?"

"no, i don't," you tell him with a heavy sigh before finally relenting, "i take what i said back."

you watch as the cheeky smile he almost always has returns to his face.

"you're never getting rid of me," he tells you before finally getting up, "but i just might break up with you if you keep referring to our child as a rock."

this time it's your turn to tackle him to the floor.

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Who's? | Y.J.H

Pairing: fiancé jeonghan x fem!reader

Genre: comfort, fluff

Word Count: 611

Warnings: Pregnancy

A/N: hello 👋🏽 ☺️ I think we all saw the news and may feel a little down, but remember, he'll be okay. It's only 18 months. I'm not crying. You are😭🫂

Even though you knew it was coming, you still couldn’t have prepared yourself for the reality.

You were losing the love of your life. The number one menace that stole your heart with a single smile. All those nights of whispered promises and bare affection would soon be a memory.

“No.” Your broken cry of the single syllables made Jeonghan huff a small laugh.

“Sweetheart, it’s not forever.” His voice soft as he tried to get you to calm down. You were sitting on the couch scrolling on socials when you saw Hybe’s official announcement.

“But everything is going to change.” You whined meekly, tears brimming.

“Nothing is going to change.” Your fiancé insisted as he took a seat right beside you. “I’m still Hannie and you’re still going to be wife.”

“But you wont be here when I get all round and want cravings at 3am. Or when I cant fall asleep because I’m too hot or too cold, who’s going to be here to adjust the temperature or add or reduce our clothing. Or what about when I forget to lock the door before I leave? Hm? Who's going to remind me to lock up? Who am I going to prank even worse, who’s going to prank me? And what-”

“Baby,” Jeonghan gently but curtly cut off your rant of concerns. Taking your hands into his and gazing into your teary eyes. “I will take care of you from wherever I am. You will always be my main priority... Next to staying alive.” He added in jokingly.

“Hannie!”

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding. They’ll probably put me in a sector that’s not as active. Maybe I'll be in the kitchen or the offices. I will be absolutely fine, sweetheart.”

You let go over one hand to stroke his colourful locks. Feeling the strands slip between your fingers, as it felt as though they were slipping through instead. And with a saddened pout you utter, “You’re getting a buzz cut”

Your fiancé chuckles with a grin, “It’s only hair, baby. It’ll grow back.” He takes your hand and kisses the back before tugging you into his lap to hold both his babies. “As for when you get round and cravings and such,” he caresses your still small belly. “I’ll have Cheol buy you whatever you want cause you’re carrying his niece or nephew” you giggle at that while he wipes away your tear tracks. “and I’m sure Joshuji will probably prank you when he’s here to check up on you.”

“Mhm.. he does love to prank me.” You agree.

“And you’ll take pictures and videos of your beautiful body and send them to me, right?” He raises his brow as he dips his chin to meet your eyes.

“Of course, Hannie.” You look up at him with assurance.

“Then we’ll be just fine, sweetheart.” You both settle into the couch and take in the first of the last moments before he leaves in a few weeks. They it hits you and you sit up, staring at him.

“What?” He asks confused.

“What about the birth?” You ask quietly.

“Oh, I'll be dammed if I miss that, baby. No one, not even the sergeants, can stop me from being with you when our baby is debuting into this world. I promise you that.” He speaks with such finality that you feel back at ease and settle down into his arms again. “Plus, the members would have a field day if I missed it.” He adds later on, and you giggle.

One thing was certain, Jeonghan would love and care for you endlessly no matter the circumstances. And you would all the same.

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