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green beans | choi seungcheol

pairing: choi seungcheol x reader

warnings: non-idol au, ceo!seungcheol, lots of fluff, reader is implied to be female, playful bantering, pet names ('babydoll'), mentions of children, reader is a badass housewife, lots of kissing

now playing: a lonely night (the weeknd)

"I'm home," The sound of footsteps pulled your attention from the simmering pan of vegetables, and you turned to see your CEO husband Seungcheol, sleeves to his button-up shirt rolled up as he dropped his wallet and keys on the countertop.

He strolled up to you, smiling as he pressed a kiss to your neck, smiling against your warm skin. "Smells so good, babydoll."

"Thank you, Cheollie. How was your day?" You ask, and Seungcheol sighs, leaning back on the cuonter as he clears his throat.

"Very tiring. We had new interns today and they brought me to my limits multiple times. One of them even clogged up the toilets." Seungcheol's voice was tired, and you chuckled, almost bursting out with laughter over your simmering green beans.

Sighing, you seasoned the greens with a bit more soy sauce, stepping back seconds after as you properly brought your arms around Seungcheol's neck. He pressed into you, smiling underneath your touch as you kissed him passionately.

"What if they see us?" Seungcheol chuckles deviously, eyes crinkling up with his smile as you blush and swat his chest. "We're not doing anything bad, Cheol."

"Are we sure kissing in front of our family dinner isn't bad, babydoll?" Seungcheol's hands squeeze your sides, and you roll your eyes at him, flicking your water covered hands at him as he gasps.

"Like you've not kissed my hand and collarbone while stirring green beans." You rolled your eyes at him, and he giggled, that cute, familiar chuckle sending shivers down your arms.

"You were too damn cute, hunched over the oven trying to season the green beans right. I was gonna explode if I didn't grab your face and kiss you until you couldn't think." Seungcheol whines, lips pouty as he nuzzles his face in your collarbone again. Laughing aloud, you jump when you hear your six-year-old daughter's voice come crashing into the kitchen.

"Daddy!" Her arms were open wide, and Seungcheol pulled away swiftly, catching her in his arms as he spins her around.

"Oh, it's my pretty little girl! How was your day?" He smiled at his daughter with such joy it broke your heart a little, and Yena couldn't help but squeal with delight, small gummy smile lighting up your world.

"Good, Daddy! I got first place in my class's spelling bee!" Yena jumped up and down in excitement, and Seungcheol's eyes sparkled as he kissed her all over her face, causing Yena to squeal happily.

"That's my smart, pretty girl." He praised her, and soon afterwards, your son, named after your husband, made his way into the kitchen. His thick eyebrows, which matched his father's, rose into his hairline as he crashed into his father's arms.

"And how have you been?" He questioned his son, and he smiled. "I've been good, Dad. I missed you so much. Mom missed you even more, though." The younger Seungcheol smiled evily as he grinned up at you, and you glared at him, neck and cheeks heating up as your husband laid eyes on you, obviously enjoying your flustered reaction.

"Seungcheol II!" You whisper to him, and he skips off happily, Yena sprinting after him.

"So you missed me?" Seungcheol teased, leaning in as he kissed the shell of your ear.

"........Maybe," You crossed your arms, and Seungcheol dove into your neck again, peppering kisses across your collarbone as his lips leave a trail of warm tingles down your neck and over your body.

"Your green beans are burning, by the way." He whispers, deep voice making your arm hair stand up before you blush deeply, stirring the beans once more as you mutter, "You made me forget how to stir for a second, Cheol."

"Keep stirring, babydoll, you're doing great." Seungcheol smiles, a hint of sarcasm behind his voice as he holds up two thumbs in an measly encouragement. Smiling at your husband's antics, you finish up dinner, smiling as you finally sit down beside your other half and enjoy a nice, home-cooked meal.

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a/n: first addition other than dk!! still miss my pookie though so probably going to start working on my dk garten of banban au next?? (garten of banban is a stupid game but it's my comfort game so suck it up and deal w it)

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only time | lee seokmin

pairing: lee seokmin x reader

warnings: non-idol au, boyfriend!seokmin, fluff & comfort, kissing, cuddling, crying, mentions of petnames ('sweetheart', 'precious', 'dear'), dokyeom's just a sweet cuddlebug, reader is in their sad hours

now playing: only time (enya)

word count: 1236

Another sad video had just finished playing on your phone, and you were crying silently, chest heaving with silent huffs as you sniffled. For some odd, still unconfirmed reason, you liked watching sad and depressing Youtube videos late at night, and trying to cry to them if they were sad enough.

Seokmin, your sweet boyfriend of 2 years, also knew you had a habit of crying to random videos you found on the internet. He thought it was sweet how you could feel other people's feelings on an emotional level like that, but also thought it was kind of silly to try to get yourself to cry.

Little did he know, tonight you had chosen to watch videos of abandoned dogs finding a home for the first time. The happiness of the dogs exploring their new house for the first time was so cute to you, and you teared up as a chihuahua became friends with the owner's bunny rabbit, and even mourned it when it died.

Your heart was soft, and you were sobbing quietly to yourself, covering your mouth with your shaking hands before a presence behind you causes you to pause mid-sob.

"Dear, are you crying?" Seokmin's groggy voice came from behind you as he pressed his sharp nose and warm lips to your shoulder, and you nodded, a sudden sob running from your lips as you nodded frantically. Seokmin woke up from the furiousness of your nod, and he wrapped his arms around your waist as he tried to sit up.

"Awwww, precious, don't cry. What's wrong?" Seokmin's voice was still groggy, but it was warm and patient as he asked you your situation, and you cried to him, explaining the story as well as you could to him as he listened.

The dim lamp in the corner gave you little light, but you could see the sparkles in Seokmin's eyes as he stared at you and listened to your rant. His bare, tanned chest met your face as you pressed your ear to it, sobbing as the tears smeared across his chest.

Seokmin stiffled the giggle that threatened to pour out as your breath hit his bare body, and he sighed as he ran his hand up and down your back. You leaned into him quietly, falling silent as Seokmin laid his head on top of yours.

"Are you in your sad hours, sweetheart?" He asks innocently, and you nod, sputtering a bit more as tears fall again.

Seokmin sighs, still rubbing your back as he pulls back to look down at you. Your eyes are red and watery from the tears you've shed, and a small string of snot runs from your nose, to which Seokmin lets out a chuckle.

You looked adorable to him, even if your eyes were red and you had a snot string running down your reddened nose.

"Sweetheart, it's going to be okay. Everything's alright," He whispers quietly, a smile on his lips as he hushes you. The pang in your heart doesn't go away, but you start to stop crying, sighing as Seokmin continues his ministrations.

"I know you enjoy trying to make yourself cry⎯" Seokmin pauses, sighing as he realizes how absurd the idea sounds. "⎯But if it makes you too sad, please don't do this to yourself. You don't have to make yourself sad."

Seokmin knows you enjoy watching videos like that on YouTube, and he likes what you like, but if it brings you down and makes you feel bad, it brings him down and makes him feel bad too.

"You make me feel sad when you're sad, you know?" Seokmin questions, eyebrows raising as he looks down at you. You stare up at him, sparkles in your eyes as you answer with a tiny "Really?"

"Of course, precious. I can't stand to see you cry." Seokmin pouts, and you kiss the corner of his lips softly as he smlies under you, sinking deeper into his chest as you sigh, sniffling.

"I'm sorry, Seokmin." You apologize, and Seokmin shakes his head, bringing the blankets over the two of you as he gives you a kiss on your nose and forehead.

"Don't be sorry, sweetheart. It's something you enjoy, even if it's a little⎯" Seokmin trails off, trying to find a word that would't hurt your feelings.

"Weird?" You question, a wide smile on your face as Seokmin matches it seconds later, even letting out a little chuckle.

"Yeah, weird." He confirms, and the two of you laugh softly, basking in each other's presence as rain begins to fall outside, leaving you and your boyfriend to comfort each other for the rest of the night.

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the place we made | lee seokmin

pairing: lee seokmin x reader

warnings: idol au, angst and fluff mix together in this, crying, mentions of being alone, mentions of anxiety & overthinking, "missing your boyfriend seokmin" hours, reader is reminiscing on their and seokmin's relationship

now playing: place we were made - maisie peters

word count: 849

a/n: requested by the amazing pookie @kyeomssant!! i think i'm going to start taking requests now so don't feel free to drop something in my inbox <3 ALSO ALSO i really love hearing from you guys :( if you like it, don't be afraid to comment or reblog!! it makes me happy seeing you guys enjoy my silly fics <3 okay enjoy 🪄

It was so quiet without your Seokmin, running around the small apartment with energy to spare as he kept you on your toes. He'd jump around the kitchen happily on a Saturday morning just like this one, excited to cook breakfast for the two of you as he brewed your favorite coffee.

The sun dipped into the silent kitchen as the birds began to sing, and you sluggishly pulled open the refridgerator door, tears in your eyes as you sighed heavily.

It had been almost a month since your boyfriend had left on another world tour, and you had two more weeks to go (which you hated to think about). Life had become quieter, which would be good to some, but to you, it was the worst thing that could have ever happened.

Seokmin was your rock, the one who grounded you when things got overwhelming or depressing. He could always put a smile on your face when all you could do is cry, and even if he didn't understand your struggle, he would do his best to put himself in your shoes and give you the best comfort he could.

You did everything together, from little things like cleaning the house on a Friday evening, dancing to music as he took his hand in yours to going grocery shopping, Seokmin's hands slyly brushing across your waist as if to tease you while he was reaching for something on the shelf. It always brought a chuckle from you, seeing his terrible ways of hiding the displays of affection he loved giving to you.

You never tried to take things for granted with Seokmin because you knew he had tours like this where he would be gone for weeks on end, but you couldn't help like you missed a core memory when Seokmin hugged you one last time before disappearing inside with his luggage and bags.

It was a reoccuring thing, too⎯you always swore to spend the most time you could with your sweet boyfriend before he left on world tours, but it was impossible for you to feel fufilled without your other half.

Trying not to spill your tears on the english muffin you were trying to prepare, you sighed, looking to the sunny day starting to arrive. Butterflies flitted back and forth in front of the open window, and you stared at them, watching how they played with each other.

The butterflies reminded you of the way Seokmin would cheer you up by playing tag with you, chasing you in the backyard during the summertime just to catch you and pounce on top of you, landing on top of you as you giggled under him. He would stare into your eyes, lips curving into the prettiest smile before he kissed you just seconds later.

........The butterflies weren't helping your situation, were they?

"Oh my god," You whispered aloud, in disbelief at the amount of sadness that was filling your body. Everything was shining outside, yet it felt like a dark closet in your house without the light of your life.

"I've got to do something better than sit here and cry over my breakfast." Leaving the kitchen, you trudged your way down the hall to your (and Seokmin's) shared room. Finding your boyfriend's hoodie drawer, you tugged out one of your favorites, sliding it on as the lingering smell almost made you break.

When would you feel his arms around you again? When would you smell the faint trail of his cologne a mile away?

Falling to the ground, you finally let it out, tears appearing on your cheeks in a matter of seconds as you finally let go. The room was quiet, save for the sound of your labored breathing and small sobs, but it was comforting, in a way. It was as if the whole apartment was comforting you in your loneliness.

"I'll be okay." You whispered to yourself, imagining your boyfriend's sweet voice whispering "You'll be okay," as he hugged you so tight, you felt as if you could melt into him, nothing but joy and peace resonating from you forever and ever.

He always joked that he would cry if you melted away, but right now, you'd rather do that then suffer alone like you felt you were right now.

Sighing again, you wiped yourself of your tears, putting on a smile as a sliver of hope turned into a burst of hope in your chest. Your whole body was warm with nothing but happy thoughts of your sweetheart, your dear prince Seokmin, and you felt as if you could go on forever without him if you had too, the memories so sweet and so tangible you could relieve thim every second if you desired.

You wouldn't have to live without him though. He would be back home. Two more weeks, and he'd be back with you in his arms. Two more weeks, and you could feel his kiss again. Two more weeks, and you could kiss the end of his nose as he chuckled under you.

Two more weeks, and your place that you and Seokmin made would be complete again.

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mr. & mrs. lee | lee seokmin

pairing: lee seokmin x fem!reader | mr & mrs. smith (2024 tv show au)

warnings: angst, angst, & more angst, kissing, some cursing (like two mentions), reader is mentioned to be taking a bath (nothing descriptive), romance, mentions of blood, arranged marriage, mentions of family issues, dark topics, mr. & mrs. smith brainrot is REAL, spoilers for mr. & mrs. smith ofc, dokyeom is really mean in this one but he's just frustrated, reader is in the wrong too, the two make up at the end, everything is okay

word count: 1,170 words (.........😭)

Tensions were high as you arrived back home, and your aching body only made your fragile mood even worse. Plus, you were covered in drying blood that wasn't yours⎯at least you were hoping it wasn't yours⎯and the pounding in your head started to become even worse.

Soaking in the bathtub, your bare body tingles with the warm ache of the lavender-infused water. Your calloused hands scrub the blood, dirt, and grime from your face and hair, and you close your eyes, leaning back as you try to calm your racing mind. The atmosphere itself is quiet, leaving nothing but the sloshing of water and the low hum of the air conditioning to make noise.

The bathroom lights were bright when you opened your eyes again, and you submerged your face under the surface, feeling the warm water surround you as you come back up. You feel a bit cleaner, more softer⎯and you step out of the tub just minutes later, towel around your body as you numbly stumble back to your room.

Seokmin's already there, undoing his cuff links as he drops one on the bedside table. His hair is messy, the style lost in the heat of the chase the two of you went on tonight⎯his deep brown eyes are tired as he strips himself of his blood-covered dress shirt, and he doesn't even blink twice at the sight of drying blood on his hands.

The two of you had yet another disagreement, and both of you thought each other was in the wrong.

The mission itself was simple: you had to confiscate a bag of money from a rich guy at his dinner party. You had your own plan⎯you wanted to rush in and make people panic, distracted from your mission that it would be simple to take the money.

Seokmin, on the other hand, wanted to take it slow⎯he wanted to work his way from the inside out, getting close to the man just to make a quick switch with a fake bag of money and escaping without a second glance.

Because of your shared disagreement, the two of you went your own seperate ways and did what you wanted to.

(Which ended up with both of you ruining almost everything and failing the mission.)

And of course Seokmin was angry he didn't get his way.

"You know, instead of just staring, you could apologize." Seokmin's smooth voice was a shock to you as you finished tugging on an oversized shirt, face still awkwardly dry from the amount of blood that painted your cheeks and neck.

"Apologize? Seokmin⎯you were the one who insisted your idea was better? We only completed the mission because I was the only one of the two of us actually thinking our actions through!" Your voice was higher than it was just a few minutes ago, and Seokmin rolled his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing as he glared your way.

"I never insisted my idea was better! I just said it would benifit you to listen to someone else give you instructions for once! And look⎯I was right!" Seokmin threw his hand out, arm outstretched as he vaguely pointed to himself. "You always have to be right about something, I swear."

"Me? I always have to be right about something? Well, excuse me, Seokmin⎯but it seems like you always have to be in fucking control!" You lock eyes with him, daring him to test you: Seokmin rises up to the challenge and claps back.

"Says the one who belittles others for checking on their mothers often." You already knew that Seokmin had a wonderful relationship with his mother, but ever since he said he called her almost seven times a day, you critized him for acting like a little child.

"I don't!" You combated his accusation, and Seokmin laughed dryly, striping himself of his button-down as he frowned.

"Let's get one thing clear here⎯just because I keep a stable relationship between me and my mom, doesn't mean you can lead everyone around you to hate their mom. It's not my fault you don't call your parents, it's yours. You don't make time for them, and you keep them guessing: that's fine if it's for you, but not for me. So, unless you have something sweet to say to me that isn't along the lines of "you're stupid", "you're rash", or that i'm "fucking delusional", shut your mouth."

You fell silent after that, eyes watering with unshed tears as he threw his clothes to the corner, now doning a plain t-shirt and oversized sweatpants. The air was heavy from Seokmin's angry rant, and you could feel the choking feeling from your side of the bed.

He fell silent, sighing to himself as he turned to look at you. Seokmin's eyes were that pretty deep brown, and they sparkled with tears once he locked eyes with you. He could tell how he had made you feel, especially with the tears quietly running down your face.

Seokmin softened, heart shattering a little as he made his way over to your side of the bed, and touched your wet cheek as he kneeled down in front of you.

"I'm sorry, Min." Seokmin called you by your new name: as the two of you were now Mr. & Mrs. Lee, you had to adopt a part of Seokmin's name to make it sound natural.

"I shouldn't have said any of those things I did. They were wrong, and I know that, especially now that I see the look on your face."

Seokmin's voice was soft and mild now, and you sniffled, falling into his arms as he kissed you all over your face, nose, and neck. His lips brushed your ear as a pressed a kiss to it.

"Can you forgive me?" His question was simple, and it broke your heart as you saw how he looked at you.

Seokmin looked at you like he needed you. Like it wasn't just Mr. Lee or Mrs. Lee. Like it was Mr. & Mrs. Lee⎯the two of you.

Nodding, you smiled as you tasted tears on your tongue. Seokmin leaned down to you, pressing his sharp nose to yours before taking your lips in a kiss that nearly knocked the breath out of you.

"I thought we made a rule that stated 'no kissing after life-threatening missions'," You chuckled, and Seokmin giggled after you, tracing your kiss-swollen lips with his slender finger.

"Why did we even make that rule?" Seokmin wondered aloud, trailing your hand down his bare, toned chest as he sighed dreamily, shuddering underneath your cold fingertips.

"I don't know." He muttered, leaning in to kiss you again as you pulled away after a few minutes of kissing him softly.

"Let's just break it⎯we already broke the rule about falling in love." You smiled at your 'husband', and Seokmin smiled back, hands around your waist as he kissed you slowly again.

You think you could get used to this life. You also think you could take the air-quotes from around husband.

a/n: MR. & MRS. SMITH IS THE BEST SHOW EVER you should watch it. anyways, i had a bigger dream for this, but 1) it's 12 am and 2) i haven't written in 2-3 days...i'm really tired so this is all i could do smh i'm sorry <3 until next time lyrnation

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