#husband!svt

[sunhoures]

soft thought for today is . . . husband!joshua coming home from grocery shopping for the very first time in your new house. he greets you with the sweetest, most tender kiss. he’s balancing several grocery bags on his arms, but he just needed to kiss you before heading to the kitchen. you help him unload the rest of the bags, giggling when you bump into each other as you save the items in your pantry and fridge. once all of the bags are empty, he takes them from you, setting them on the counter. his arms wrap around you, holding you tight, the most heart-warming smile on his face as he takes in your beauty. “do you really think this could be our forever home?” you ask him, staring into his brown eyes that hold a look of content. “yeah, i do,” he answered, “and even if it isn’t, i’ll be happy anywhere as long as i’m with you.”

[jjkgyu]

hiii,i loved your mingyu as a first time dad,if its possible can you make one for scoups 🫶 tysm<333

tyvm! sorry everyone for being ia uni has been crazy lately but i’m starting to write again! enjoy xx

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seungcheol as a first time dad! ♡

scoups would be so ready to be a dad, even before you were engaged or married. the thought of having kids with you was everything he ever wanted and he wanted it to happen as soon as possible

when he finds out you’re pregnant, scoups definitely cries. he’d pick you up carefully, tears streaming down his face asking if you’re being serious. when you nod with excitement, he would pull you into the tightest hug and promise to be the best dad ever

scoups would be the perfect husband while you’re pregnant. he’s already protective enough of you as it is, but since you’re carrying his child he wouldn’t even let you lift a finger during pregnancy. he would be ready to drop whatever he’s doing at any given moment to run to the store for you or be there to give you massages whenever you needed it, and he’d have his hand glued to your stomach at all times

when scoups meets his daughter for the first time, he’s honestly a mess. he’s overcome with love for his little girl as he holds her in his arms and tells her that he’s going to protect her and be there for her for the rest of his life. “you’re the most perfect little baby ever”, he’d whisper to her with the proudest smile on his face

he needs to be holding his daughter 24/7. you often have to put up a fight at times because he never wants to let her go. he insists you get more rest which in other words means he can spend more time with his little girl

so protective of her, even before she can stand on her own. even if she’s laying down right in front of him he won’t take his eyes off her for a second. part of him hates anyone but you or him holding her and he impatiently waits to take her back into his arms

she’s definitely a daddy’s girl since he spoils her so much. he buys her anything she lays her eyes on, and seeing her smile makes him the happiest man alive. scoups has a photo of her as his lockscreen at all times and he revolves his whole schedules around his daughter

he is definitely the type of dad to rush home from work if you text him that your daughter won’t stop crying. he’ll come speeding through the front door holding his arms out to pick his daughter up with a pout and ask her “what’s the matter, little one?”

scoups’ favourite thing to do is to run errands with his daughter, pushing her pram through the aisles in the grocery store and checking in on her every 5 seconds to make sure she’s okay. he also loves when strangers tell him how cute she is and he has to stop himself from going on and on about her

scoups honestly could talk about his daughter forever. his members tease him because he always finds a way to bring her up in conversations. but of course they don’t mind listening because they love her nearly as much as he does

he hates big milestones because it means she’s growing up. he almost wants to shut his eyes when she takes her first steps because he can’t accept the fact that she’s nearly a year old. but of course he’s the proudest dad ever and he’ll invite all his members over to celebrate his daughter’s milestone

when she does turn one, scoups is a mess. he can’t believe she’s all grown up and he holds her close to him the entire day trying not to burst out into tears

the day she starts preschool is very emotional for scoups. you question why he’s chosen to wear sunglasses to her first day of school before you see the tears on his face, and you can’t help stifle a laugh. he pouts at the sight of her huge backpack that’s twice the size of her, and he doesn’t want to let her go. “if anyone upsets you, make sure you tell your teacher to call me right away, okay?” he’d tell her seriously before finally sending her off.

when your daughter returns home one day talking about a boy in her class, you immediately move to block his ears. he always jokingly tells her to stay away from boys, but he honestly can’t handle his daughter growing up any more

he keeps the closest eye on her even when she’s playing on the playgroup or sitting with her friends. his biggest fear is something happening to his little girl so even if you tell him to relax, he won’t avert his gaze easily unless he’s convinced she’s okay and safe

scoups loves the matching pjs and outfits, but as she gets a bit older she hesitates to tell him that she’s embarrassed because it makes him so happy. “what, you don’t love your dad anymore?” he’d joke to her, but he’d open up to you in secret about how much he wants her to stay little forever

scoups is the kind of dad to stay up late watching hair tutorials so he can learn how to do her hair in plaits and pigtails and buns. he furrows his brows in concentration every morning before school as he attempts to tie her hair as neatly as possible, and is so proud of himself once he sees the finish product

he is kind of on the stricter side when it comes to school. he mostly only cares that she’s trying her best, but if he notices that she’s slacking off he doesn’t mind taking on the discipline role. scoups is the type of dad to help her with homework and projects and he takes note of due dates to keep her on track

his daughter has her dad wrapped around her finger. if she asks for a puppy one morning, she’ll come home from school to a new puppy at the front door. scoups cooks her favourite dinners if she’s having a bad day and he’ll pick her up from school with her favourite milkshake to cheer her up

as she grows up, scoups never stops spoiling her and he’s the most patient, loving, and protective dad ever!

[burningupp-reblogs]

you know, I'm pretty sure my crowning achievement is the fact that I'm the anon who requested the first part of this series, and whenever I see a new part, I die of happiness 😚

congrats on 4k!!! it is very well deserved & i hope u reach another huge milestone 🫶🏾 for sleepover week i would just like to bring up husband joshua from sundress szn and ask what was their honeymoon like 👀

thank you so so much! omg husband joshua i'm beyond excited to visit him again

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~1.1k

Warnings: cockwarming, unprotected sex, marriage kink, petnames (honey, baby, wife), creampie

Joshua wakes before you, his face buried in your neck and his body wrapped around yours. The sound of crashing waves travels through the open windows, as does the full force of the sun. He blinks slowly, raising a hand against the bright light flooding the room and scrunching his face when he sees the time. It’s early still, and he has no idea why he’s not sleeping. He’d kept the both of you up late last night christening nearly every surface in the hotel suite before finally letting you pass out after round who knows what.

He’s exhausted, his body worn out from the sex and his mind worn out from the wedding, and he can definitely feel it. He feels something else though: heat. Settled deep in his stomach, burning him up from the inside out, getting worse and worse the longer you- 

Oh. That’s why he’s awake. You’re grinding into him, your naked, wet cunt searing hot around his hard dick. He’d forgotten he fell asleep inside you last night and it feels so sensitive, but so fucking good he never wants to leave. 

He wakes you with a pinch to your hip and a slight thrust, murmuring a hoarse, “Morning, wife,” into your neck as you stir. You stretch, pushing back into him before you even fully wake before sleepily mumbling, “Hi, husband.” 

“Mmmm, what are our plans for the day?” Joshua asks in between kisses and nibbles along your throat. He gently cups your jaw, his hand big enough to reach from ear to ear, and turns your face to the side so he has more room to work. You pretend to think, tapping your chin with a finger, sunlight reflecting off your ring, before pushing into him again and whispering, “This?” 

He laughs into your neck, thrusting back and feeling his cock twitch when you giggle, making your sinfully tight walls contract around him. His head drops to your shoulder as he shudders, swearing quietly into your skin before wrapping his arms around your waist and bucking his hips hard against yours. You’re so fucking hot and wet around him, still fit him so perfectly even after he’s been stretching you out all night, and he has the sudden urge to thank you. To kiss you and hold you and fuck you and love you forever. And now that you’re his wife(!), those are all things he can do. 

Joshua doesn’t think he’s ever felt so giddy while having sex before, but there’s a first time for everything and he loves having his firsts with you. He wishes all of them had been, but he knows that all the rest will be, and that’s enough. He’s getting strangely emotional, somehow just now fully processing what yesterday meant. What it means. 

That you’re his and he’s yours forever, and everyone knows thanks to the rings on your fingers and your hyphenated last names. 

“Love you so much, honey,” Joshua groans, releasing your face and pleading roughly, “Kiss me, need you to-“

You turn as best you can, kissing him and swallowing his words with a whine of your own as he slides in and out of you. He’s getting so deep inside, his dick bottoming out and his hips touching yours with every thrust, but he wishes he could get deeper. He wishes he could make a home inside you and live there, though he supposes making a home with you is just as good, if not even better. 

He’s getting close and he can sense that you are too, pulls you that much tighter into his chest before sliding one hand down between your legs to get you there before he does. All it takes to push you over the edge are your clit under his thumb and some words of encouragement (“Is my wife gonna cum for me? C’mon, I know you can do it, baby.”). The clenching of your cunt and your sweet, sweet sounds are enough to push him over too, and as his hot cum paints your walls, the only thing he can do is hold on tight and moan, “Love you, love you, love you, love you,” into your open mouth. 

His eyes are closed but he can feel you clinging to his arms as you come down, breathily echoing his love you’s and intentionally clenching your kegels just to be a little evil. He fucks into you in retaliation and opens his eyes, realizing that… he’s still hard. 

Fuck, but he came so much, he thinks, then wonders if you’d be up for another round. You’d met his thrust just now, even braced your hands on the bed to do so, but he figures he should ask, just to be safe. 

“Wanna go again?” Joshua whispers, pulling back just far enough for his eyes to catch yours. They’re gleaming, and you’re smiling that happy little bitten back smile, and he is so in love. 

And so, so hard. 

You nod, whispering back, “Absolutely, I do,” before he can even tell you to use your words. You really are his good girl. 

“On your back? I wanna look at you,” he breathes, struggling to keep his hips from bucking into you without his permission. His impatient body can wait until his wife is situated. 

He loosens his hold on you to let you wiggle onto your back, gathering you back up in his arms as you get comfortable on the duvet. Missionary may be seen as a boring position, but Joshua thinks it’s one of the most intimate ways you can be with someone. He’s face to face with you, chest to chest, and he can look right into your eyes like he always loves to do. This is how he first made love to you, and it only makes sense to make love to you like this on your first day as husband and wife. 

He waits for you to spread your legs for him, waits for you to grow impatient and wrap them around his waist so you can pull him into you, and only when you throw your head back and whine, “Joshua!” does he line up and slide home. The warm wetness that engulfs him is blinding, intoxicating, new and exciting even as he fucks you for the nth time, and he knows he’ll never get enough. Good thing you married him, he thinks, thrusting just a bit harder, just a bit deeper, knowing that he never needs to get enough. 

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[jaysng]

tickling your sides — kim mingyu

pairing: husband!mingyu x wife!reader

genre: comedy, fluff

summary: just mingyu being a teasing fuck as always.

You both lay on the bed, limbs tangled beneath the warmth of the duvet, the soft glow of TikTok videos flickering in the otherwise dark room. The gentle buzz of the phone mixes with the quiet of the night, creating a perfect sense of calm.

Your freshly shaved, smooth legs are nestled against Mingyu’s, the contrast between his hairy, muscular leg and your glazed-donut-soft skin making the difference all the more noticeable.

You feel his presence so vividly, his warmth radiating off his body and onto yours.

Mingyu’s large frame dominates most of the bed, his arm lazily resting behind his head while the other one holds his phone, scrolling through mindless content. You’re watching too, giggling at the random videos, when suddenly you feel it—his foot brushing against your leg, then retreating like it didn’t just happen.

The ticklish sensation makes you twitch, but you ignore it, assuming it was an accident.

A couple more videos play, but then, it happens again—this time with more intent.

His hairy leg lightly swipes across your smooth skin again, teasingly. You look over at him, already knowing he’s got that mischievous glint in his eye. He’s acting like he’s completely focused on the screen, but you know better.

“Mingyu, stop,” you say, your tone a mix of amusement and warning.

He chuckles but doesn’t look at you, still pretending he’s interested in whatever TikTok is on. “What?” he says, completely feigning innocence.

You roll your eyes but let it go, settling back into the comfort of the bed. The video on his phone switches to something else, and you relax, thinking the moment has passed. But then, without warning, his hand sneaks under the blanket and his fingers brush lightly over your side, right under your rib cage—the spot that always gets you.

You flinch immediately, your body reacting before your mind even registers it, and you squirm away from him, a laugh escaping your lips despite yourself. “Stop it, Mingyu! I’m serious!”

He’s grinning now, full-on amused with himself, his deep, low laughter rumbling in the quiet room. “I didn’t do anything,” he says, but the mischievous glint in his eyes tells a different story.

You give him a warning look, still smiling though, and try to focus on the phone. But, predictably, his hand moves again, this time poking your side more deliberately. His fingers dig lightly into your side through the blanket, and you jump again, letting out a half-scream, half-laugh.

“Mingyu!” you shout, swatting at his hand as you try to wriggle away from him under the covers.

He’s laughing harder now, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he enjoys every second of your reaction. “I’m just keeping you awake,” he teases, pulling his hand back but clearly not ready to stop.

You give him a playful glare, shifting away from him slightly, but you know it’s only a matter of time before he tries again. And, sure enough, after a few seconds of calm, his hand darts out one more time, and his fingers find your side yet again, this time really going for it. The blanket muffles your squeal as you try to wriggle away from his grasp, but it’s no use. He’s got you pinned.

“That’s it!” you exclaim, pulling yourself up slightly. “I’m not sleeping with you anymore!”

Mingyu raises an eyebrow, still laughing as you dramatically try to yank his pillow out from under his head. You grip it with both hands, determined to show him you mean business, but his muscular body barely moves. You pull harder, but his strength is no match for yours, and the pillow doesn’t budge an inch.

He’s laughing even more now, his deep, booming laugh filling the room as you struggle to pull the pillow. “Oh, come on!” he says between breaths, clearly entertained by your effort. “You really think you can take my pillow?”

You let out an exaggerated huff, giving the pillow one last pull before finally giving up. “You’re so annoying,” you mutter, sitting back down with your arms crossed, still glaring at him.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry!” he says, still chuckling but trying to sound sincere. He sits up slightly, holding his hands up in surrender. “I won’t do it anymore, I promise.”

You raise an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. “God promise?”

He bites his lip, trying to hold back a grin. “God promise,” he repeats, his voice dripping with faux sincerity.

You eye him suspiciously for a moment before deciding to trust him. “Alright then,” you say, settling back down beside him. You both shift under the blanket, the mood calming down as you cuddle closer, your head resting against his shoulder.

For a few minutes, everything is peaceful again, and you let yourself relax, thinking that maybe—just maybe—he’s actually done messing with you.

But of course, this is Mingyu. Just when you think the teasing is over, you feel him shift beside you, his hand moving under the blanket again. You tense up immediately, eyes wide as you turn to him.

“Mingyu…” you warn, your voice low but sharp.

He grins at you, eyes sparkling with mischief. “I didn’t even touch you!” he says, his voice full of fake innocence as his hand hovers just above your side, threatening to tickle without actually doing it.

“Mingyu, I swear!” you say, swatting at his hand, but he pulls it back before you can make contact. You narrow your eyes at him, fully irritated now, but also unable to stop the smile creeping onto your face. “You said God promise!”

He shrugs, that grin still plastered on his face. “I didn’t break it. I didn’t even touch you.”

“You’re impossible,” you groan, rolling your eyes but unable to stop laughing as you nudge him with your elbow.

“I didn’t break the promise!” he protests, leaning over to nuzzle his face into your neck, his deep voice vibrating against your skin. “I’m innocent!”

“Yeah, right,” you mutter, still trying to act annoyed but your resolve weakening as you feel his warmth against you.

“Come on, don’t be mad,” he murmurs, his voice soft now, teasing fading into affection as he pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist.

You sigh, giving in as you let yourself relax into his embrace, feeling the familiar comfort of being close to him. The irritation fades quickly, replaced by that cozy, warm feeling that only he can give you.

“I’m still mad,” you say, but your voice is softer now, no real bite behind it.

Mingyu laughs quietly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Sure you are.”

The two of you fall back into a comfortable silence, the warmth of his body enveloping you as you drift off together, TikToks forgotten as the night settles in around you.

do not copy or plagiarize my work — @/jaysng

[wifeyoozi]

Why this man doesn't have a single normal photo with guitars

[addicsvt]

11:11 pm

pairing - established relationship | husband mingyu x reader genre - fluff/angst? word count - 800 warnings - not proof-read, negative thoughts, tiny bit of unspecified mental issues. synopsis - kim mingyu, the man who has never failed to steal your heart. a/n - happy super late birthday to my man <3 can be read as a pt.2 to sincerely yours!

"gyu" you mutter, the nickname spills out of your mouth effortlessly. You don't really know how you ended up like this, how your head ended up on his lap, how you ever got the chance to meet someone as amazing as him, and how you think that you don't deserve him at all. Your getting side-tracked.

"hm?" he questions as you let out another sigh of contentment, you really could stay like this forever. Mingyu is too perfect, he's every girls dream. A pretty man who knows how to cook? Sign the whole female population up. It's times like these where you wonder why he chose you, out of 8 billion people, why you?

"your over-thinking again," he whispers softly, continuing to play with your hair. You always said that you were a closed book, but mingyu somehow managed to read every single page. He knew how you were feeling, he knew when your thoughts would get so loud, he knew when your thoughts would become self de-appreciating. He knew everything.

"i was wondering about something," you mumble. Mingyu knew how to keep you grounded whenever your mind was floating. He wasn't necessarily forcing you to stop over-thinking but when you started thinking negatively about yourself he would ground you, support you, be there for you.

"and what were you wondering about love?" he asks looking down at you with the biggest puppy eyes ever. You think that you might just fall in love with your husband again. He had child-like innocence and you just wanted to pinch his cheeks and pepper his whole face with kisses.

"i was wondering, why do you love me?" you question softly, this question had been running through your head all month day. Out of so many people, why you? He could've went for a prettier female idol, one that could match his status, why you?

"Your asking me that 2 years into our marriage?" He says sarcastically letting out a soft chuckle. To be honest, mingyu loves you for everything. He loves your pretty smile, your pretty eyes, your hair that he has the privilege to play with, your soft lips, everything. He loves your flaws (he doesn't really think they're flaws) too, he loves how you'll keep talking, he loves how you'll take an hour to decide between sushi or pizza, he loves how awkward you are in social settings.

"shut up! can't a girl ask a question" you protest slightly, but you don't really mean it. If someone asked you why you loved mingyu you would come up with a whole 2000 word essay. Mingyu would constantly re-assure you, tell you how pretty you were every single day, flooding your notifications with "ily, come back into my arms asap" messages every single hour.

"If you want the answer, I love everything about you." he began, he knew how cheesy he sounded but he didn't care. Nothing mattered when it came to you.

"that's cheesy." you comment laughing softly, you suddenly felt a finger resting on your lips. If mingyu tried to tell you what he loved about you he would probably run out of breath, you had so many amazing qualities that he would probably need a life-time to list it out.

"it's true though, i love everything about you. your smile, your sweet laugh, every single one of your moles, your dimples, your bread cheeks." He rambled removing his finger from your lips. You were too perfect for him, most days he would be left thinking how someone like you chose him. You were so charming and attractive how did no one else take you before him?? The world was missing out on you.

"shut up... your making me fall in love with you again." you grumble softly, you weren't annoyed, not at all. Mingyu smiled softly, that was his wife right there.

"I can make you fall in love again, wanna see how?" he snickered softly, you knew he was going to do something definitely. You always fed into his antics though, watching him smile like an adorable puppy after getting treats always made your heart melt. That was the main reason why you treated bobpul like he was your own child.

"and how will you do that?" you questioned, adding fuel to the fire. Mingyu didn't respond but smiled softly, trapping your lips in a kiss.

Mingyu has kissed you many times, but this time feels different. Your hair is messy, his hair is messy. Your wearing nothing but his oversized hoodie and a pair of sweatpants, bare-faced. But when he sweeps you into a kiss it makes your heart beat faster than it should've. Something about the suddenness of the kiss almost sent your heart into cardiac arrest. You were going to sue him for this.

@ADDISCVT 2024

[akeminy]

THIS IS MY HUSBAND!!!

[nonranghaes]

heads up: vent fic. bi fem!reader who does not speak to her parents anymore. engaged au.

wonwoo likes to think he's in tune with you from the moment you step into the room. he doesn't need to look at you to feel how upset you are: you carry it plain as day with the sluggish way you shut the door behind you, the heavy way you sigh, the way you shuffle over to the fridge without greeting him. he's a little thankful for it, since it gives him enough time to bookmark his book and set it aside.

"is something wrong?" he asks as he watches you approach the couch.

you slowly ease yourself down into the spot next to him, only to collapse into it all at once. he can see how tired you look, and he wraps an arm around you, drawing you into his side. without saying anything, you just climb closer, face buried in his shoulder as you hold him tight. something's wrong.

"... honey?" he says the word softly. it's his go-to when you're upset, a quiet reminder that he's here, he loves you, all you have to do is say the word and he'll listen. "what happened?"

but even then, you don't speak. you just break, sniffling until you can't hold back your tears anymore, crying into his shoulder. he reaches for your abandoned phone on the couch cushions and decides to check his theory. only one thing gets you this upset...

and sure enough, your last call was to your parents. a glance at your texts tells him that they were bugging you to call, to give them one more chance to be in your life. he doesn't know how they found out about your engagement, but he knows that has to be why they were harassing you into speaking to them again. the photos, the proposal video... all of it is on your account just like its on his, so all of your friends can celebrate with you.

he doesn't need you to speak to know what they probably said to you. he knows something about "making the right choice" is in there, and not in the way it should be in the fact you chose to stay with the person you love. he just curls his arms around you, holding you tight as he drops your phone back onto the couch cushions.

"it's okay." he shuts his eyes. "i've got you."

wonwoo is a quiet man, but he knows. he knows if, somehow, they showed up... he wouldn't be quiet. not unless you asked, and even then, he might still start yelling if they think they can disrespect you. not in his lifetime. he just holds you a little tighter, and kisses the side of your head.

he's got you. for a lifetime and beyond, if you'll have him.

[msboookesh]

star-lit embrace - csc

Pairing: husband!scoups x wife!reader

Genre: fluff, cute jealous, and sulky scoups, established relationship

Synopsis: Seungcheol and y/n laugh through a cozy moment by the campfire, their playful exchange of "I love yous" and affectionate teasing proving that their love is as infinite as the night sky above.

୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🧁

Under the vast canopy of stars, the campsite was a tranquil oasis far removed from the bustling city life. The crackling fire cast a warm, golden glow over the group of friends gathered around it, while the cool night air gently brushed against their faces. Seungcheol, lounging on a cushioned blanket with his beloved y/n nestled against him, enjoyed the serene evening, wrapped in the comfort of the company of friends and loved ones.

Seungcheol stretched out, his eyes momentarily drifting away from the lively chatter of his members. His gaze softened as he looked at y/n, who was slightly separated from the rest of the group. The blanket they had shared earlier had slipped a bit, and he noticed her shivering slightly.

"Are you getting chilly, darling?" Seungcheol asked, his voice gentle and concerned. He reached over to pull the blanket back over their legs, ensuring she was warm.

"A little bit," y/n responded, her voice barely above a whisper. She adjusted the blanket with a small, grateful smile. "Mmm, you're warm."

Seungcheol leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to the top of her head. The soft, affectionate gesture was met with a contented sigh from y/n, who snuggled closer into his embrace. The intimacy of the moment was accentuated by the backdrop of the starry sky and the comforting sounds of nature.

She looked up at him, her eyes reflecting the starlight. "I can see why you and the rest enjoyed doing this as kids. The sky is astounding from up here."

Seungcheol smiled warmly, resting his forehead against hers. "Can I be childishly corny and say it is nothing compared to you?"

He anticipated a chuckle or a playful roll of her eyes in response, but instead, y/n surprised him by lifting her hand to his cheek, her touch tender and affectionate.

“Can I be childishly flattering and say I think I love you.” She confessed softly, her gaze steady and sincere.

Seungcheol's heart swelled with a mix of affection and amusement. He chuckled softly, the sound mingling with the crackling of the fire.

“Darling, we’ve been married for four years.” He replied, his tone both teasing and loving.

Y/n’s eyes twinkled with a mixture of mischief and adoration. “I know, but every time I look at you, every time you're like this, it feels like I’m falling in love with you all over and over and over and over again.”

He laughed and leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle, loving kiss. The warmth of the fire and the closeness of their bodies made the kiss even more intimate.

When they finally pulled away, Seungcheol looked into her eyes, his own filled with deep affection.

“Not to be a copycat but,” he said softly, bumping his nose with hers, “I think I'm in love with you more than you are with me, wife.”

Y/n smirked playfully. “Trust me, I love you more than you think, husband.”

Seungcheol chuckled and wrapped his arms around her tighter, the firelight casting dancing shadows on their faces.

[bluesideoflucy]

Is it too much to ask for this man to be mine? 😭

[deekaye]

You know what the best part of marrying your best friend is?

Well, it's the unconditional love and acceptance. Even when he knows you snore like a freight train, or remembers those awkward teenage days when you looked like a potato, or how you cried over a simple injection for an entire week. He embraces all of you - quirks, flaws, and all.

I roll my eyes at my best friend slash husband, Seungkwan. He's at it again, playfully teasing me while I'm trying to cook breakfast. Despite his occasional antics, I've grown accustomed to them.

But what truly makes it special is how he loves my family as his own.

"Hey, mother. Did you know when I first saw you, I really thought you and my wife were sisters?" Seungkwan's voice drifted from the kitchen, mingling with the aroma of breakfast cooking on the stove. I smiled at the playful exchange between him and my mom.

Her laughter echoed through the room as she lightly swatted his shoulder. "You moron,how can you remember when you were just 3 years old when your family met us."

"Well, mother, ever since then… you haven't changed even a bit," Seungkwan teased, their shared laughter filling the air.

As I observed their easy rapport, a sense of warmth washed over me. They had effortlessly become family to each other, blending seamlessly into the fabric of our lives.

"Hey, my favorite father!" my husband exclaimed, offering a high five that my dad eagerly reciprocated. Their camaraderie was palpable, a testament to the bond they shared.

"My favorite son!" my dad retorted, a grin playing at the corners of his lips.

Seungkwan chuckled, his expression turning nostalgic. "I'm always glad you became my father! I always envied that woman in the back—" he nodded in my direction "—that she had you as a father. Now, I still can't believe I became your son!"

"Of course, you will always be my son, even if you didn't marry that monkey over there," they laughed together, oblivious to my presence. "Now, hold this flashlight. Let's fix your car. I can't believe you're already grown but can't fix this."

My dad's laughter mingled with Seungkwan's, their banter a familiar melody that filled our home with joy. In that moment, I realized how lucky I was to be surrounded by such love and laughter.

"I've been looking for you everywhere, yet you were just there beside me," The memory of our wedding vows flooded back as I gazed at him, reminding me of the journey that led us to this moment.

Back in college, when we were both grappling with heartbreak and disillusionment, I uttered those words almost as a whimsical notion. "If we can't find someone who will love us forever, let's just marry each other instead." And in that moment of vulnerability and uncertainty, he didn't hesitate to agree.

Now, as I reflect on our journey together, I realize that marrying him was the best decision I ever made. Despite all the missteps and regrets of the past, he has been my constant source of love, support, and happiness.

With Seungkwan by my side, my life has changed in ways I never imagined. In moments of doubt or despair, he's always been there to lift me up. It's almost as if he was the answer to my prayers all along, and I was just too blind to see it.

In him, I found not just a partner, but my soulmate, my confidante, my rock. And as we stand here, enveloped in each other's arms, I know with unwavering certainty that our love will continue to light the path ahead, guiding us through whatever challenges may come our way.

[gyuaesp]

dinner for two

pairing: hubby!mingyu x wifey!reader

wc: 476

genres: romance, established relationship (married), half proofread, isn’t afraid to speak his mind mingyu with an easily offended reader.

a/n: i literally based this off that one business proposal scene between the side couple… it was so cute & made me think of mingyu so pls enjoy huhu :P

mingyu had just gotten off of work. a deep sigh coming out of his mouth as he unlocked the front door, setting his shoes off to the side and taking off his jacket.

“oh, you’re home!” your voice yelled out. your scuffling could be heard from afar. you couldn’t help but grin at your husband finally coming home after being alone for the whole day.

although mingyu was exhausted, he tried his best to give you a smile once he trailed to the kitchen. “you cooked?” he gave you a back hug as you washed the last few dirty utensils.

your head nodded eagerly. “but i don’t know if it tastes good,” you spoke condescendingly whilst wiping your hands. “i’ll plate it for you.”

after a couple minutes, you finally guided yourself over to the dinner table with a bowl in your hand. you gently set down the hot dish and sat down quietly.

mingyu hesitated a bit, and you could clearly see it on his face. “hurry and eat it! you’re making me anxious!”

of course, the reason why he was even acting like this was because you never cooked.

whenever you were home alone you’d have instant noodles or take out which made mingyu slightly disappointed at your poor diet choices, but what could he do? he was rarely home because of his schedule, but makes a dish once he gets back for the both of you.

his expectations were still optimistic nonetheless. “ah,” he uttered and cleared his throat. “sorry.” he took a deep breath before eventually putting the spoon to his mouth.

he paused.

“is it good?” you perked up in your seat with your mouth slightly opened in amusement.

it was salty.

he could feel his soul crush as he felt his sodium levels rise in a matter of seconds.

“i-it’s good,” mingyu’s voice mumbled.

you pouted a bit at his response. “it doesn’t sound like you mean it. be honest, come on!”

he sits up in his chair. a deep exhale comes out of his mouth as he sets down his utensils. “if i be honest i don’t know if you’ll like it.”

“just say it!”

“it’s salty,” he states in a faint tone. your ears don’t pick his words up, though. you flash him a smile and tilt your head which makes mingyu feel guiltier than he already is.

“it-it’s salty!”

your smile drops. “the veggies are too soft,” he continues as if you weren’t already disappointed. “and the rice—i don’t even want to talk about that. how do you fail rice?”

he immediately covers his mouth with his hand at the realization of what he just said. a sigh of defeat comes out of your mouth at his too honest response. “is that all?”

“i’m sorry. so, so sorry.”

“whatever, just drink the water. i bet it’ll be the best part of the meal.”

[wifeyoozi]

thoughts on woozi’s thigh?? those damn shorts that he wears sometimes drive me INSANE

na pd didnt lie when he called woozi a fucking exhibitionist. all those tits on display for what if not for you to fucking grab and suck on them? all those booty shorts with his damn thighs on display for what if not for you to ride them all night long? you literally want nothing more than his thighs squishing your face and suffocating you to death between them everytime you give him a head. woozi is such a slut and isn't even hiding it anymore. he just want to keep his thighs on full display in its naked glory for you to keep ogling at them, knowing damn well how badly you want to sit on that muscle flesh and rub your pussy on it like no tomorrow. he can literally see the neediness dripping down your eyes. he can see you ogle him up and down like he is just a fucking piece of meat. but doesn't do anything about it nonetheless. wants to see you be so needy until you cannot hold it in your pants. he wants to see you lose your pride and beg him to ride his thighs. that's the kind of slut he is. when he does let you ride, he will make sure to make up for all the teasing he has made you go through all day. will kiss you so full and press you down on his thighs so that his strong built muscles and adding the perfect pressure and friction against your clitoris. he got some kind of orgasm inducing super power its crazy how he could make you even squirt with thigh riding.

becuase i am also so soft for lee jihoon aftercare, he's gonna carry you to bed after that tiring orgasm and tuck you in warmly and if he doesn't have very urgent work to be completed, he'd hug you and cuddle by your side too, and kiss you softly on the forehead wishing you good night even though its just 3 in the afternoon.

[addicsvt]

Again and Again

pairing - est!relationship jun x reader genre - fluff w a bit of angst word count - 358 warnings - just reader being exhausted / workplace problems synopsis - It's the small things he does. a/n - hbd to my pookie wookie!!!! my dearest darling <3

You and Jun are lying on the couch, you don't really pay attention to the show that is currently playing on the tv. Jun doesn't too, he never does because he's too busy looking at you. And its when you meet his eyes that he tries to not-so-subtly direct his gaze back to the TV screen. You smile at his antics.

After a few hours, you end up subconsciously-ing tracing random figures into his bicep and he doesn't pay that much mind until he does.

"Honey you just traced "help" onto my arm," he jokes only to be met with your unfocused expression. Your clearly thinking about something, something that is distracting you from him.

"Oh? It's nothing..." you snap back into reality before your mind can wander again.

"You sure? You can always tell me anything." He questions genuinely trying to prod at your problem without being too pushy. He knew that you tended to close yourself off whenever problems arised.

"I.. it's just, work has been so hard junnie." You complain letting out a defeated sigh. It's in that sigh that he hears your pure unfiltered exhaustion, you almost fooled him with how well you were hiding it these past weeks.

He looks at you with a genuine expression. "Mind telling me what happened during work?"

"It's my boss, he's asking me to do unpaid over time. Company's low on staff or some-" You mumble before he shushes you, a finger now resting on your lips.

"Did you try talking to him about how unfair it is? I mean it's his fault for not having enough money to hire more people," He begins slowly but he stops after seeing your tired expression.

"Okay okay, I'll talk to your boss about it, is that better?" He suggests before you shut him down instantly with an almost-aggressive head shake.

"Fine fine, I'll write you an email for you to send to him. No physical contact, is that okay?" He confirms with you, before you give him a hesitant nod of your head.

It's that small action that makes you fall in love with your boyfriend again and again.

ADDICSVT 2024

[celestiababie]

stay at home dad/ house husband mingyu who gets up early to make to make his wife and daughter cute lunch bentos, dress up as the prettiest princess to play tea party with her, makes the best dinners for his family but would also rail you into the sheets almost every night in the most filthy way possible. is an absolute sweetheart afterwards and the next morning and gives his girls kisses after dropping them off to work and school

Stay At Home Dad/Husband! Mingyu Part 1...

Warnings: Fem!reader btw, not much other than mingyu fucking you hard, use of the term "mommy" but not during the sex part really, cum eating, oral (f) , most of this is fluffy

A/N: Dare I say this is one off the most perfect things I've ever received in my inbox 😭 plz send more. I hope I did this justice:(( oh and sorry not sorry for using these iconic photos...they've just always screamed "husband" material to me rather than boyfriend material. Feedback is always appreciated!

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• Mingyu loved being a husband just as much as he loved being a dad.

• He was living his dream life. Beautiful wife, beautiful daughter, nice house. He wouldn't have it any other way.

• He wouldn't pay mind to those who judged him for choosing to stay home and take care of the house while you went to work. He still supported you two with some side investment money, but he wanted to be the most supportive husband and dad he could.

• All the other mothers would be jealous of you. How on earth did you find that sexy of a man who was willing to do house chores AND take care of the kids AND was just as in love with you before you got married.

• But they just didn't understand that Mingyu was a giver at heart and thrived over taking care of his family. It brought him more happiness than anything else could.

• And how could he not be in love with you? You brought him the most amazing daughter in the entire world and he would always feel the need to repay you for bringing him that happiness (even if you told him over and over that he didn't need to thank you for having a kid with him).

• Mingyu was the cutest husband, greeting you with a warm hug and kiss every time you came home, grabbing your bag for you and telling you to unwind while he finishes up the dinner that him and your daughter were preparing (she wasn't actually helping but she thought she was and that's all that mattered).

• He'd glare at you if you even dared to help him do the dishes, telling you that you didn't have to clean up after a long day at work since it was his self proclaimed job.

• But he'd pout and eventually give in to your push back because he did enjoy your company.

• You two would be washing dishes side by side, him doing the washing and you drying the plates as he passed them off to you while your daughter sat on the counter giggling and playing with the dish soap bubbles.

• Mingyu would be very attentive to your needs as well as your daughter's needs. Anything you needed or were running low on would "magically" appear the next day. Any holes in clothes would be patched up before you could even complain about having to buy a new pair. Anything broken (he probably broke it with his tall ass smh) would be fixed without you having to remind him.

• You never needed to waste money for lunch at work because your loving husband would always prepare a meal for you and his daughter to take before the two of you woke up.

• His alarm...would probably wake you up but he'd press a kiss to your forehead and shush you back to sleep before checking on your daughter

• Because your daughter spent so much time with him, she'd probably pick up a few of his habits which always warmed your heart.

• She had his smile, his laugh, his adorable pout that was hard to say no to (you have to be the strongest soldier fr to say no to not only your puppy of a husband but your adorable daughter)

• Mingyu loved spending quality time with his daughter. He knew she would grow up eventually but he'd always have these memories to cherish and look back on.

• It was quite the sight to see coming home from work sometimes to see your 6 foot 2 buff husband dressed up in one of your maternity dresses (probably the only ones that would fit his big ass body) with... questionable makeup on his face while he played princess with your daughter who was clearly having fun with her dad all dressed up.

• Once he noticed you watching, he wouldn't be embarrassed. Instead, he'd have the sweetest smile on his face as he picked up your daughter to carry her to you, the both of them pressing glossed kisses to both of your cheeks.

• But as much as your husband was this tall teddy bear of a man, you never forgot about his duality although it did always amaze you.

• Mingyu liked to keep in shape, not for aesthetic reasons, but he wanted to make sure that his growing age didn't hinder anything he needed to do for you and your daughter. Maybe there were a few shallow reasons for him staying so buff, but he still loved looking good for you after all these years and he knew you appreciated how sexy he was. He loved how proud you got when introducing him to others. He loved how turned on you'd look over the most basic tasks he'd do just because his muscles would flex in his shirt.

• Mingyu was the sweetest husband and father but he also was just just a man at times and couldn't help himself as he snuck in a few "innocent" touches while your daughter was distracted.

• Luckily your daughter couldn't hear all the filthy things he'd whisper in your ear as he gave you back hugs.

• But your daughter would be concerned when you'd let out yelps whenever your touchy husband playfully smacked your ass while your daughter was playing.

• "Princess, what's wrong with mommy? She's been acting weird lately." Your husband smirked at you before feigning concern for you in front of your daughter.

• You weren't complaining though, you loved how Mingyu still found you sexy after all these years and how he had no problem showing it and voicing it.

• Especially when he was balls deep inside you after the two of you read your daughter to sleep.

• "God damn, you're so fucking sexy, baby. Fuck—your pussy's so fucking good," he moaned out, his hips slamming his cock deep into you as he took you from behind, his strong hand pushing you down on your stomach while the other pressed against your head to muffle your moans in the pillow.

• "We can't be loud, Y/N. You wouldn't want to wake up our little princess, right? Fuck, shit—I've fucked you hundreds of times, how are you still this fucking tight."

• He'd quicken his pace, fucking into you so hard it was pretty much guaranteed that you'd be walking funny the next day.

• After making you cum around his cock and burying his face into your neck as he emptied himself inside of you. He offered to clean up the cum inside of you with his mouth (again how could you say no) and giggled as he watched how your eyes could barely stay open after multiple orgasms.

• "Let's go to bed, baby."

• It always amazed you how your husband could easily slip back into the loving, clumsy, puppy husband and father role as if he didn't fuck you into the mattress the night before.

• He'd have the brightest smile on his face as he listened fondly as your daughter raved about her new drawing while Mingyu was cooking up breakfast for the family.

• But he'd have his moments in between where he'd let that innocent imagine down, whispering into your ear as your daughter started a new drawing at the table.

• "Baby, you might wanna fix how you're walking, our little princess was asking why Mommy was walking so funny and I can't exactly explain that I fucked her sexy mommy until she came six times." He sent you a wink before turning to your daughter with another bright smile as he brought the plated breakfast to the table.

[yuqi-s]

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