#bias wrecker ahh lee seokmin i love you and your smile so much

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husband — lee seokmin | 1,220 words | fluff

this one is dedicated to lee seokmin's smile :)

gender neutral reader. warnings: none.

"no."

"what do you mean, no?" dokyeom asks, manspreading. the exasperated eyebrow raise you give him doesn't deter him in the least.

"no, i'm not sitting on your lap to watch a movie."

"there's not much place on this sofa, though," he says, spreading his arms along the back of the sofa to emphasize his point. he really can take up a lot of space if he wants to.

"the floor is all free real estate, as far as i can tell."

"there's no way i'm letting my sweetheart sit on the floor when i'm on the couch."

"this is how your sweetheart can do it," you say, simply sitting down cross-legged on the floor in front of him and fumbling with the remote to find some good movie. you barely have two seconds of peace before he scoops you up in his arms and pulls you onto himself, so you're exactly where you said you wouldn't be.

"dokyeom."

he gasps. "my whole name?"

"be thankful i didn't call you seok—"

"can't hear you," he says loudly, one hand coming up to your mouth to stop you from saying his real name. you shut up for a second.

"ew," he says a moment later, taking his hand away from your mouth like it's on fire. "you licked it!"

"be thankful i didn't bite it."

"i'm thankful for you! isn't that enough?" he whines, hand returning to its place around your stomach.

your retort dies on your lips. you're still not used to how open dokyeom is with his words.

"i guess," you say. the remote lies forgotten on the floor.

"so," he says, turning you to face him, "why don't you want to sit on me?"

"i paid for this sofa, silly. i should be able to sit on it if i want to."

"but you know you don't have to pay anything for me. i mean, unless you want to," he adds with a sleazy wink, and it makes you laugh.

"what about functionality?"

"what about it?"

"the sofa's soft. sitting on you is like sitting on a rock."

"all that workout and you call me a rock? at least i'm warm!"

"okay, but what about a headrest when i need one?"

dokyeom guides your head down to his chest. "how's this?"

"hm. your heart's beating a bit too fast."

"that's because you're so close to me."

you let out a fake groan. "why did i have to get stuck with the cheesiest husband in the world?"

the moment you actually hear your own words, even mortified doesn't begin to cover what you're feeling. dokyeom lowers you down to the sofa and sinks to the ground on his knees, looking at you like you've given him the best gift he could've ever asked for.

"stop looking at me like that," you say, but you're not trying to bury your face into the fabric of the sofa. part of you wants to know what he thinks about your words.

he has that shit-eating grin on his face, the one that's burned into your eyelids even when you close your eyes. it never fails to make you smile.

"i'm not looking at you like anything," he says, but one of his hands has snaked up to your face, tracing your cheek.

"you look like you're in love. it's embarrassing."

"you're the one that called me your husband. that's worse."

"is it?"

dokyeom looks at you with a softer smile before he leans down to press a gentle kiss to your lips. you loop your hands around his neck, pulling him back in for more. you never do get enough of him, even on days you spend all twenty four hours by his side.

"i think," dokyeom says when he pulls back, having kissed you to the point where you've forgotten your name for a few moments, "being married to you would be the worst thing ever."

"yeah?" you ask, tugging him up to his feet and letting all his weight fall on you. it's not often that he lies on top of you, and you're reminded of how strong he really is.

"mm. you'd have to change your last name to match mine."

"what if i don't want to?"

"i could always take yours."

you smile. "oh? and how would the wedding be?"

"we could run away and get married, just the two of us."

"and what, have seungkwan curse us for the rest of his life?"

"our lives," he corrects, propping his chin up on your chest. "we could have a beach wedding, though. or a wedding at our dining table."

"who'd be your best man?"

dokyeom shudders. "not facing that headache till we actually get to it. your turn. what kind of a ring do you want?"

you pretend to think. "an adamantium one."

"funny," he deadpans. "i was thinking we could get married on the moon."

"you were thinking about marrying me?" you ask, wiggling your eyebrows.

"isn't that what we've been talking about all this while?"

"what else would be terrible about being married to me?"

dokyeom is the one who pretends to think now, his chin digging into your collarbone. not that you mind. "i'd want to be around you all the time. i'd make you call me your husband every time we meet someone. i'd spend so much time trying to find houses we'd like. terrible, no?"

you press a kiss to his forehead. "horrifying. would you marry me if i asked you to, right now?"

he looks at you for a moment more before hiding his face in your neck. "i hid something in the knife drawer that says yes," he says, voice muffled.

"the knife drawer?" you ask. "of all the places you could possibly..." dokyeom really does have the annoying ability to steal your breath, both with his kisses and words; your words dry up when you realize what exactly 'something' means.

"i learned it from the boys," he says, looking at you again, all proud. "you never know where to expect the mafia to hide their money."

you're not listening to him. it's the way he says it so easily. you were just joking about it, not even intending to say it, but the fact that he's had it in there since who knows when...

"kyeom, has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?"

dokyeom looks up at you with wide eyes. "are you saying that just because i have a ring for you?"

you snort, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. "no, silly. i love you. i know i don't say it enough."

"you don't need to," he says, gentle. "i know you do."

both of you lie like that for a while, your hand gently scraping through his hair.

"so if i ask you to marry me right now..." you say again, because you just want to hear his voice.

"ten more minutes and that ring is yours. but it's not adamantium."

"what a shame."

you can feel his grin against your skin. "what did we even want to watch?"

you can't be bothered to remember. "i don't know, but i want to watch you."

dokyeom snorts. "stop trying to be cheesier than your own husband."

you don't think you're ever going to tire of hearing that.

[kveom]

bias tag

i was tagged by @raphamster​ (looks fun- thanks pahi!!)

it usually takes me a million years to get around to doing these so this is quite an accomplishment

funny thing though.. svt is my only group sooooo i guess this is a svt bias tag lmao. first is (of course you know), 2-5 are main bias wreckers and the rest are random bias wreckers.

rules:  write down your top 10 biases and answer the following questions.

1.      seokmin

2.      hoshi

3.     seungkwan

4.      dino

5.      minghao

6.     wonwoo

7.      mingyu

8.      jeonghan

9.      vernon 

10.  seungcheol

questions:

1. between 1&4 who would you rather kiss?

this made me laugh like a little schoolgirl (heeehheeeehehhehe) because can you imagine kissing seokmin (hehheeheeeeheee) *blushes* *cries* so yeah.. seokmin KFJWOSDNVOLDKN

2. between 2&7 who would be your best friend?

hoshi. you know the “stretching” mingyu did in the clap mv? yeah, he’d do that to me every time we hung out.

3. between 5&10 who has the better voice?

i need to hear both of them sing more!!! i’m not really sure about this one.. maybe minghao’s, for me. (am i the only one who mixes up minghao’s and jeonghan’s voices??)

4. between 1&8 who is the funniest?

they’re funnier when they’re together, let’s be honest

but no, lee seokmin, my gagman. everything he does is so weird and random and dorky and unintentionally funny. he would also do anything to make someone laugh, no matter what-- reason he’s my bias.

5. between 6&9 who would you date?

wonwoo!!! we can just stay at home and chill on our date nights!! and talk about books!!! (also i love me some dorky wonwoo) even though they’re both introverts, i think vernon’s a bit tooooo chill for me

6. between 9&10, who would you do a collaboration with?

i think vernon’s less intimidating to do a collaboration with. we can collab on.. being introverts

7. between 4&8 who is the best dancer?

AHH DINO ALL THE WAY!!! (sorry my man jeonghan)

i could watch him dance foreverrrrrrrrrrr- it’s mesmerising. and you can tell he loves it so much, so that’s +100000000.

8. between 3&5 who would you most likely marry?

man, i’d be so lucky to marry either of them. but probably minghao, my love <333. he’s so precious and loving and his smile ahhhh!!! .. yes i realised i just described seungkwan as well. minghao’s smile, though, he doesn’t give to just anyone. so i think it’d be amazingmagnificentwonderful if you were the one to make him smile everyday, for the rest of your lives AHSHHHHHHHHASDFHIHDF

9. between 1&7 who would you nurse when they are sick?

seokmin!!!!!! like, i legit believe he would actually die if left unattended even when he’s not sick tbh - what pahi said lmao

also, minghao would be nursing mingyu so it’s all good

10. between 2&3 who has the better smile?

*question cancelled*

knfojlsdnfonsdf but no, i think i’d say hoshi because it makes me wanna smile and dance and keyboard smash well i just described seungkwan again

11. between 6&8 who would you vacation with?

jeonghan. i think a vacation with him would be a perfect balance of relaxation and awesome touristy stuff.

i tag: @myungho, @jisoosmeoli, @vernons-laugh-is-my-aesthetic (pls make it memetastic), @keyboardaegyo

of course, you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to!!!