— Prettiest Boy Out There

attention.

➞ pairing: bf!sunghoon x gn!reader

➞ prompt/type of au: “give me your attention”

➞ genre: fluff. this is just clingy bf hoon☹️🤍

➞ w.c: 0.8k words.

➞ tw: nothing??? as far as i know.

ela says💬: posting late…. adult life happens and university too so:// anyways!! hope u enjoy this one<3

Sunghoon sighs in despair for the nth time again that afternoon, and Jay can’t help but give the boy an annoyed stare his way (not like it would change something, Jay has given him so many warning glances towards the boy yet the only thing the other did was ignore him… just like you exactly were doing)

At the other side of the room, you were chatting in a very animated way with Jake, laughing as the boy talked about god’s know what, and even if Sunghoon loved the sound of your pretty laugh, and how he felt funny inside whenever he saw your beautiful smile, he didn’t like it a bit whenever it was caused by someone else that wasn’t him.

Even if that someone else was his best friend.

“Stop glaring at them.”

Jay huffs, but decides to not add a comment (for his own sake more than anything. He wouldn’t be able to stand more passive-aggressive comments from the boy)

A ping resonates in the room, you keep your eyes on Jake as he keeps telling you a story, and Sunghoon whines when he realizes you’re not taking out your phone anytime soon.

Time to start taking drastic measures, then.

One ping, two pings, three pings, and then, your phone starts going off like crazy. Annoyed, you take it out to look at your notification center, and after reading the new spam your boyfriend just gave you (“y/n please give me attention!!” “y/n i need u:(“ and a bunch more of messages of sad and crying emojis) you glance at him one last time, Sunghoon giving you a small smile, his cute little fangs in display to make him look innocent, before you mute the device, putting it back inside your pocket, and turning your face away from him to give Jake your full attention… Again.

“No way, did she just…”

Sunghoon mutters in disbelief (and Jay laughs under his breath at the exchange he just witnessed). There was no way you just ignored him, right? Sunghoon Park is flabbergasted, because how could you ignore him? Your lovely, handsome, caring, beautiful boyfriend?

He just wanted your attention, why weren’t you giving it to him? Why were you giving it to his best friend?

Frowning, he stands up from his seat and walks towards you while making up his mind, and when he approaches you, you don’t even have enough time to run away before you see the world getting upside down, your boyfriend throwing you over his shoulder in a quick movement.

“Sunghoon? What are you— Hey! Put me down right now!”

But the boy doesn’t listen, instead, he gives Jake a small thumbs up while saying “I’m going to be stealing my significant other right now, see you.” You give Jake an apologetic smile, the boy just shrugging it off and giving you a reassuring smile before he sees you and Sunghoon (more like, Sunghoon stealing you away) disappear behind the door of his room.

Throwing you in the bed, you sit and frown at him.

“Hey! That was mean! I was talking to Jake.”

“And? You’ve already talked enough to him! Give me attention!”

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms in front of your chest as you pout in annoyance, making Sunghoon coo in endearment.

“You look so cute when you’re annoyed,” the boy says, grabbing both of your cheeks and pressing them together.

“And you’re so annoying when you’re behaving like this.”

He rolls his eyes offended. Sitting beside you, he wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose in your neck. “I’m not! I just wanted attention,” you hear his muffled whines against you, making you laugh a little bit. “Don’t laugh at me! Why wouldn’t you give your attention to your handsome, perfect boyfriend, huh? Why would you ignore him like that? He needs your attention and love too…”

“Since when have you been this clingy?”

“I’m not clingy,” Sunghoon says, parting a little to give you a small pout. He looked like a scolded child. “I’m just saying that you can use your energy into giving me the attention and the kisses and the hugs I deserve.”

Turning around to face him, you cup his face with your hands, grinning when you see how his eyes shined with pure adoration and love as he looked at you.

Sunghoon swore that he could look at you for the rest of his lifetime and he would never get bored. You were perfect in his eyes.

Joining your foreheads together, he pecks your lips one, two, three times, making you giggle (and that makes him kiss you again because he loves to hear that sound), and when he separates, he gives you a small smile.

“You have my full attention now, Sunghoon. Now, what do you want?”

Without saying a thing, the boy hovers over you and makes you lay on the bed. Then, he grabs one of your hands to put it on his head, as for you to take the hint to play with his hair, while he hugs your waist tightly with his arms and he lays his head on your chest to hear your calm heartbeat.

Leaving a quick kiss on your collar bones, Sunghoon closes his eyes and sighs in content.

“Now, let’s just stay like this.”

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title : a little bit of wisdom

pairing : jay x gn!reader

wc : 521

genre : fluff

warnings : mentions of doctors, anesthesia, surgery, wisdom tooth removal

synopsis : getting your wisdom teeth removed was hard, but it was easier with jay by your side.

If you were being quite frank, getting your wisdom teeth removed was one of your biggest fears. It had all of your least favorite things; dentists, ansisthea, being in pain. The sense of dread and anxiety you felt when your dentist said you needed to get your wisdom removed consumed you for the weeks leading up to the procedure. You would’ve skipped the appointment altogether if it weren’t for boyfriend, Jay, being oh-so-persuading.

Despite all that, here you are now. Sitting in the recovery room of your dentist's office with a swollen face, numb mouth, and slightly delirious mind. Staring absentmindedly ahead and out the window as you listened to the nurse bustle in the background, as she prepared you instructions for your recovery. You observed the way the trees blew in the wind, and the way the overgrown grass of the field across from the dentist's office swayed in the breeze.

Suddenly you were ripped from your peaceful thoughts when you saw Jay enter the room from your peripheral vision. His raven hair fell so beautifully in front of his eyes, and his face gave a beautiful smile when he saw you sitting there. You quickly turned your head in order to see Jay's beautiful face.

“Jay~” You called out in a sweet voice, unusual from your own.

“Y/n~” He called back, matching your tone.

As he sauntered over to your chair, you reached your arm out to him. Jay smiled as he could tell from only being in the room a minute, just how loopy the anesthesia had made you.

“How are you feeling?” He said softly as he bent down to talk to you.

“Fuzzy.” You whispered back with a goofy smile adorning your features.

Not caring for the nurse in the room, you puckered your lips and gave Jay a kiss on the cheek. Ignoring how sore it made your mouth, and how embarrassed you would normally feel to show so much PDA.

Jay let out a soft laugh at the way you rubbed your cheek after you kissed him.

“Don’t laugh at me.” you let out in a whining tone, once again unusual from your own.

“I’m sorry, you just look silly.” Jay whispered to you, before planting a kiss on your forehead.

“I thought you weren’t going to come back” you whispered as you leaned into his touch.

“Why would you think that?” He whispered back.

“I don’t know.” You whispered as Jay began to laugh at you again.

“Stop laughing. It’s not funny.”

“But it is.” He laughed.

The two of you went back and forth before the nurse came over to Jay and handed him all the things needed for your recovery.

“Can we get milkshakes?” You called out as he looked over the papers the nurse had just handed him.

“Sure.” He laughed as he put down the papers and held his hand out for you.

You grabbed his hand as you slowly made your way out of the chair and out of the dentist office. Though you didn’t feel the best, everything was better with Jay by your side.

A LITTLE MYSTERY NEVER HURT ANYBODY . . . pro-hero katuski bakugou x f ! actress reader. m—dni / fluff / hints of ‘tension’ and maybe suggestive… / established relationship / little smau at the end / not proofread / minors don’t read this !!

despite being a fairly new actress, you were able to catch the attention and hearts of the fans from your recent debut just two years ago. becoming a highly in-demand star, given every project possible just to be seen on the screen. however, you kept a secret. that one secret that could cause a frenzy, that the beloved actress of the nation is dating the one and only pro-hero dynamight.

they all assumed that they definitely knew the both of you are in a relationship… somehow. you had that certain glow and katsuki definitely made it sure that he’s not available. no matter how many fans tried to flirt, no matter how many interviews he’s gone through he says one thing very clear, “got a pretty girl already.” however, nobody knew it was with the two of you together.

countless articles are read about you, how you were overheard with a director from your upcoming series that you wanted to avoid any romantic scenes or a partner in general. which boosted more speculation on your ‘mysterious’ love life.

now, your manager says that she got you booked with a new project. you’ll be in a promotional shoot with a pro-hero for a fashion campaign with an upcoming designer. “that’s fine right? you’d be with someone in the shoot though.” your manager says. you shrug, looking over at the recent line the designer put out.

“it’s fine. no point in declining opportunities right?”

she nods enthusiastically, “that’s the spirit! we were actually surprised the team agreed immediately when they found out it was you. i heard they only accepted solo projects for him.”

you smile, “well whoever it’ll be i’m sure we’ll do great.”

the moment you step foot on the set, you were immediately greeted by the designer themselves. “y/n you’re so beautiful, you’re so perfect for us!”

“thank you for believing in me! please take care of me well.” you bow and was brought to your own dresser. quickly dressed in a silk robe and getting your makeup done. your hair was in curlers, the team taking their sweet time to make sure they enhanced your features for the shoot.

you hear a knock on your door, and you could hear your manager gasp when she opens it. peeking at the mirror with one eye, you see a familiar figure walking towards you, messing with the collar of his shirt.

“hey baby.” voice raspy and hoarse. now everyone in the room was shocked. looking at the two of you. to top it all off, katsuki places a quick kiss to your cheek and getting a stool to sit beside you.

your manager definitely felt like she was gonna faint. she had no idea what this was or when, or even how. everyone else was also in shock and confused, felt like time stopped somehow.

why is he now acting all lovey dovey in public? is what they all, including you, wondered.

“fuck baby you’re looking too pretty.” you giggle, trying to stay in place while the makeup artist adds their finishing touches. “thank you katsuki, no wonder you agreed to this shoot.” you say. the makeup artist finally says you’re done, you were all ready, just needed to change into the outfit.

katsuki was in a fitted velvet button up shirt with low-rise slacks. only the middle section of the shirt was buttoned, and for the first time in your career, your professionalism was definitely getting tested. just a little lower you could probably catch a glimpse of his happy trail. “who allowed you to wear that?” you motion with your head. but before he could answer you’re already turned around, moving behind the divider to dress up.

“aw come on, i know you fuckin’ like it.” he says loudly, then followed by the door closing. suddenly the staff was all on you after you stepped out. complimenting how you looked so good, how you’re going to be the new face of the brand after this. but most especially, the elephant in the room.

“i know everyone’s thinking you have a boyfriend but… dynamight?!”

“where, when, why, and how?”

“i never saw him speak that sweetly to anyone before….”

“i thought it was another celebrity! this is really unexpected.”

lots and lots of questions but they were immediately shut down by your manager who wanted to maximize the time. “we still got a shoot. y/n can tell us the details another time.” she gives you that look that reads ‘you better tell me everything’ and you give her an apologetic smile.

you take a look in the mirror, seeing how you matched with him. in a tight velvet dress that hugged your figure really well, probably a piece from the earlier collections. it’s pretty, the skirt is slanted with peaks of ruffled tulle.

you’re start walking to the set where katsuki was already waiting. “oh our princess! you look amazing.” the designer says, holding his hands to his chest. “i knew you and dynamight would look amazing together, i thank you both really.”

you grab their hands, “i’m really happy you paired me with him too!”

you approach katsuki with a smile, and he’s already grinning at you. “well shit this might be the hardest job i’ve taken yet.” he chuckles, placing a hand on your back to help you on the extravagant set.

you’re shining so bright and in your element that he’s just happy to be there. yet, the whole time he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off you, how his hold on you lingered, wanting to touch you even more, even deeper. despite the director giving clear directions that you followed with no fuss, he on the other hand just has to have a hand on you. but it definitely gave an effect on each shot.

katsuki couldn’t help but keep his eyes on you, eyes glimmering with desire. and how you’re looking at him with such a cool glare—it just felt so out of character for the both of you. who’s usually so sweet and him who’s usually so out for reach. “think i need you in this dress when i take you home.” he would whisper. and you’ll playfully hit him on his arm.

when you prepare for the next shot he’d always tell you things that’d rile you up. and when nobody’s paying attention he’d be looking you up and down. “bet you’re even prettier under this fuckin’ dress.”

even in between clothing changes you both looked picture perfect. both complementing each other’s visuals. he’d sneak you out from time to time to get a smooch here and there, resulting in the makeup artists on the set to fix him up because his and your lipsticks would smudge, wondering why he gets messed up all of a sudden.

“you’re so damn pretty baby. too bad the makeup’s gonna get ruined when we get home.”

“stop teasin’ during work kats…”

the last shot had you both seated on the carpet. it was sexy, your hand’s on his bare chest and he’s leaning in towards you with a finger under you chin. the two of you together felt magnetic. it’s so interesting to everyone in that room how the hero who’s usually uncontrollable became so compliant because if you. overall, it just felt too romantic, that petals of roses were somehow seen falling down on the both of you while you posed.

what was most unexpected was how katsuki really enjoyed being in front of a camera, as long as it’s with you (might’ve gotten a few ‘creative’ ideas too). he’s definitely making one of these photos his wallpaper when they upload it.

and the next day, that one shot trended all over the internet. blasted all over the digital billboards in the city too. finally seeing the elegant y/n who seemed to have helped show a new side of the pro-hero to the public.

showering the brand with praises and how much of a ‘genius’ they were for even choosing the two of you as the muses. because it really was just a coincidence that the owner was a fan of you both.

then there goes the online articles, the video complications, the noise that just won’t die down. tweets and photos, even a sudden rise in fanpages. dynamight and y/n, and the public that’s trying to piece every evidences of your interactions. how they were all tricked that your relationship was just under their noses. how in events you’re always seen together, or how your car was spotted in his neighborhood that one time. or when katsuki always keeps saying in interviews that his favorite shows and media always had you in it—main lead or not. the way nobody caught it even when you mentioned that dynamight was one of your favorite heroes. even showing them a small plushie charm that you carried on you hanged on your bag—everyone was stunned.

still, neither of you confirmed anything, yet.

till the moment the official account of the brand posted all the shots of you together, and it was very obvious how the two of you were actually in love, like the head over heels type.

well, the both of you are gonna have more projects together soon for sure.

bonus!

do not copy, plagiarize, translate, or repost my works

note : i really like this actress au i’m definitely gonna make more 😔🙏 different versions for sure

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PAIRING ! yang jungwon x reader // GENRE ! fluff, protective/jealous!au // WC. ! 0.2k

PROMPT(S) ! 4. kiss to the side of the head ;; 19. tugging at the other’s clothes to keep them close // requested by a lovely anon <3 // 2k followers event

A/N. ! short drabble for today :) but we got jealous, protective!won for this one, so i hope you enjoy :)

jungwon glared at the boy who seemed to be checking you out from the other end of the coffee shop.

you, of course, happened to be oblivious to it as you were looking interestingly at the menu displayed above the counter before you felt a tug at your sleeve, strong enough to pull you over and straight into jungwon’s hold.

your boyfriend’s hand was now resting securely on your waist, and you followed his eyes which you now noticed were staring down an older boy from across the shop who now diverted his eyes away from you after he realized you were taken.

at the sight, you turned to see a proud smirk growing on jungwon’s lips.

“what just happened?” you asked, entertained, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend’s torso.

“you’re mine,” jungwon whispered.

“what?”

“don’t worry about it,” he told you, pride still written over his face.

you smiled and turned to face the menu again, resting your head on his chest.

“i’m glad to be yours,” you said softly so only jungwon could hear.

he looked at you, a smile rising to his lips before he leaned in, pressing them against the side of your head, squeezing you slightly tighter in his arms in a puppy-love-type-bliss.

and he repeated softly, smiling, “you are mine.”

A/N. despite this being a shorter drabble, i hope you enjoyed ^_^ and as always, feedback and reblogs are always appreciated <3 thanks for reading ^_^ <3

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PAIRING ! jake sim x fem!reader // GENRE ! angst to fluff, comfort // WC. ! 0.5k

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A/N. ! if you’re in need for some comfort, jakey and i are here for you <3

“hey, love, what’s wrong?” jake asked sadly through your phone screen.

he had texted, asking if you wanted to go on a date today, but you replied, saying you were sad because of something that had happened earlier. and so he told you he was going to call you, leading exactly up to the point where you two are now.

“i’m just sad,” you said with your head resting on your pillow, under your sheets, not looking at the phone as you answered.

“aw,” he frowned. “that’s okay. do you want to talk about it?”

you sighed and put your phone down, not having the energy to hold it up.

“i just feel a little discouraged,” you began, digging your face further into your pillow. “i’m so tired and i’ve been working so hard all day. and there’s these girls that seem to be getting more credit than me for the work they’ve done when they haven’t put in nearly the amount of effort i have. and they’re pretty so of course they get away with anything they want. i just feel so useless.”

“y/n. love, why would you ever say that?” jake said on the other end.

you didn’t look at him but you could tell by his tone how genuinely sad he was to hear you say such things about yourself.

“don’t discourage yourself like that, love, because it’s not true. i, in fact, think you are the most beautiful girl on this earth, and plus, you don’t need to impress anyone with your looks, because, one, you already have me wrapped around your finger and i won’t let you fall for any other guys–” his comment made you laugh, “–and two, just by your hard work alone and dedication and passion to do better is enough to impress. and what’s the point of getting credit for doing nothing? in my opinion, it’s much more rewarding getting results after putting in all the hard work for it.”

sniffles could be heard from your end.

“now, don’t cry, okay, love?” he comforted you over the phone.

“yeah,” you wiped your few tears away. “thanks, jakey. it’s just been a long day, i’ll be okay. what you said helped.”

“okay,” you couldn’t see it, but a small smile rose to his lips. “now, open the door, love. it’s kinda cold out here.”

your eyes widened and you sat up, grabbing your phone to see that the front of your house was in the background on jake’s end.

you quickly got out of your bed and ended the call.

and as you opened the door, you saw as his smile immediately grew, and you quickly pulled him in by the collar of his hoodie, bringing him forward and meeting his lips in the middle.

A/N. if you’re having a bad day, just remember, me and jakey love you sm and you’re not alone, ok? 🥺🫶🏻

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pairing ! yang jungwon x reader

genre ! fluff

wc ! 0.3k

song rec. ! hoodie season — stray kids

“take off your hoodie.”

jungwon looked at you, puzzled for a moment at your sudden order.

“what?”

“take off your hoodie,” you repeated casually.

“why?”

“because i’m cold,” you smiled innocently.

jungwon sighed, rolling his eyes lightheartedly.

even though he knew you were just being playful, he adored you, especially in times like these—because truth be told, he loved seeing you in his hoodies.

you watched as he removed his hoodie from his body, something which was always so attractive to you. that was one reason you loved receiving his hoodies, though you’d never admit it.

being the gentleman of a boyfriend he was, he helped the hoodie onto you, your head quickly popping out from the fabric, and jungwon’s eyes crinkled into a smile of adoration for you.

once you got the piece of clothing on, you sighed with a grin, more than happy to be in one of his extremely comfortable hoodies.

jungwon quickly looked you up and down, butterflies erupting in his stomach at the sight of you in his clothes, a feeling that never seemed to fade even after all this time. he couldn’t help but lean forward and place a soft and short kiss on your lips with a smile. and once he pulled back, it left you wanting more. you frowned.

noticing your sad state, jungwon chuckled before bringing you closer and kissing you more.

as he pulled back, he continued to leave a few last pecks, not only on your lips again, but also some on your cheeks, nose and forehead.

lost in the moment, even after jungwon pulled away, you were snapped back to reality when his voice started, “better?”

your eyes immediately met his, slightly out of it, “hm?”

“are you still cold?” he clarified.

you paused for a moment as you smiled, “no, i feel much warmer now.”

“good,” he sighed happily with a smirk before adding, “you look cute in my clothes.”

a/n. i’m unfortunately going through a major writer’s block rn for the first time in literal years,, but i managed to push this out. it’s not much but at least i got smth out finally <//3 likes, reblogs and feedback are always appreciated! thank u! <3

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It started with a panda.

Or rather, it started with you, lounging on the couch with a ridiculous animal-print face mask plastered to your face, scrolling through your phone like nothing was out of the ordinary. You wore it like a second skin—completely unbothered, completely at peace.

And then Tsukishima walked in.

He froze halfway through the doorway of your shared apartment, one brow raised as he took in the sight of you in your oversized hoodie, face glistening with a panda-shaped sheet mask.

“...You good?”

“Thriving,” you said simply, not even bothering to look up.

He didn’t respond right away. Just dropped his bag by the door and walked in with that usual lazy gait, eyeing you like you were some sort of cryptid he wasn’t sure how to handle.

“You look ridiculous,” he said eventually, standing behind the couch now, arms crossed.

You peeked up at him with a smirk. “That’s rich coming from someone who used to wear sport goggles indoors.”

He narrowed his eyes at you. You stuck your tongue out.

“Is this one of those self-care things?” he asked, nose wrinkling slightly as he stared at the mask. “Like cucumbers-on-the-eyes and bath bombs?”

“Exactly that,” you nodded. “Except these ones are more fun. They have animals on them.” You pointed to the half-empty package on the coffee table. “You wanna be a tiger or a polar bear?”

He stared at you.

You stared back.

“Absolutely not,” he said flatly.

“You’re doing it.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

You were already peeling one of the masks from its packaging with careful fingers, holding it up like a peace offering. It was orange-striped with little ears on top. Then you reached behind you and grabbed a matching tiger-print headband, complete with pointy ears.

"And this," you said, holding it up triumphantly. "To keep your hair out of your face."

He looked positively scandalized. "There is no way I—"

"Oh, you are," you cut in, already nudging it toward him. "C'mon, Kei. Don't you want the full experience?"

He looked at the headband, then at you, then back at the headband like it personally offended him. But when you wiggled your brows at him and smiled with full confidence, he muttered something under his breath and snatched it from your hand.

"You owe me so much for this."

"Add it to my tab."

He rolled his eyes but said nothing as you helped him unfold the mask and carefully place it over his face.

“Okay, hold still. It has to line up with your eyes… okay, a little to the left—no, my left… there.”

You leaned back to admire your work. Tsukishima, volleyball star, tall and smug and forever exasperated, now sat beside you wearing a bright orange tiger face mask that made his scowl look ten times funnier.

“...You look adorable.”

“I look like a joke,” he said dryly.

You took a photo.

“Delete it.”

“Never.”

Despite all his complaining, Tsukishima stayed there with you for the full fifteen minutes, arms crossed and huffing dramatically every so often. But he didn’t move. And when you started scrolling through your phone again, his thigh pressed just a little closer to yours.

And when the timer went off and you both peeled the masks off with grossed-out noises, you glanced at him with a grin.

“So?”

“So what?”

“Do you feel refreshed and radiant?”

Tsukishima rolled his eyes. “I feel sticky.”

You laughed and leaned over to kiss his cheek. “You’re glowing, tiger boy.”

He shook his head but didn’t push you away. In fact, a small, reluctant smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Maybe face masks weren’t the worst way to spend a lazy evening.

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five minutes | l.m.h

pairing... bf!minho x gn!reader tags... established relationship, disgustingly fluffy, excessive references to soondoongdori, minho is a cat personified, soft mimo!

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Minho turned the doorknob and pushed the front door open, greeting Soonie who stood by the entrance with a tilted head. Shutting the door, he hung his bag on the coat rack and bent down to pet his beloved cat’s chin.

“Hi, baby,” the cat nuzzled his head into Minho’s palm and circled around his arm, “where are your brothers, hm?”

Meow… Soonie walked off to the living room as if to answer Minho’s question. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he followed his cat toward the faint nose of your favorite series playing on the TV.

When he entered the room, Minho saw your figure strewn lazily across the couch. Dori was cuddled up against your chest and Soonie hopped up to join Doongie by your feet. His heart warmed at the sight of his loves all huddled together.

“Honey, I’m home,” Minho grabbed your attention with his gentle, sing-song tone, a cheeky smile plastered on his face.

You switched your attention from the screen in front of you to the man standing in the doorway, returning his smile and giving a small wave. “Hi, my love. How was your day?”

Minho padded over to you, scooped Dori up against his chest, and settled himself where the cat had previously taken solace in your arms.

“It was alright,” he said, scooching backward to press his back firm against your front. “Tiring, as usual, but it's fine.”

Though he couldn't see it, you nodded in acknowledgment and pressed a soft kiss to his head. You brought one hand up behind his ear to scratch at his scalp, something you had found he enjoyed.

“Do you want to go to bed already? It is pretty late.” From its place above the TV, the clock read 10:37 PM. “Maybe we should move our little cuddle session to the bedroom.”

Minho sighed and shook his head. “But, I'm already so comfy here. Plus, you wouldn't dare disturb the cats, would you?”

“Please, remember the last time we slept on the couch the whole night? I don’t think we want that happening again.”

“Y/n,” Minho called your name, dragging out the last syllable. “My back hurts so much! Remind me why we stayed on the couch again.”

“I told you we should have moved to the bed! But you wouldn’t listen to me,” you snickered at your boyfriend from the kitchen while you continued to whisk a couple of eggs for your breakfast.

You set the bowl down on the counter and walked over to Minho who was still lying on the couch. When you came into his sight, he made a show of stretching his arms and legs, akin to a cat, accompanied by a few exaggerated groans.

“I don’t think I can get up at all today. I should just call in sick,” Minho draped an arm over his face, letting the other fall limp over the edge of the cushion.

“Don’t you have an important meeting today? I doubt your boss would appreciate you missing that on account of an 'ouchy' back.”

“Well, maybe if you gave me more cuddles, I’d feel a bit better.” Minho peeked at you from under his arm, proposing this cute, yet slightly impractical, solution. “Unless you want me to miss work and stay at home with you today.”

“Alright, you big baby.” Rolling your eyes, you moved to straddle Minho’s lap, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on his forehead. Now chest to chest, you wrapped an arm around his shoulders, letting the other one snake up his neck to play with the hairs at his nape.

The time you spent wrapped in each other’s warmth turned from seconds to minutes, the comfortable silence lulling you back to sleep. Minutes turned to hours, leaving Minho’s meeting unattended and the scrambled eggs forgotten on the kitchen counter.

“Ugh, at least give me five more minutes,” Minho offered as he continued to stroke Dori’s back, drawing a vibrating purr from the cat. “I don’t wanna get up yet.”

“Oh, come on, you have to brush your teeth anyways. Now get your lazy bum off the couch so we can cuddle on the bed.” You grabbed the throw pillow from behind your back and swung it at Minho’s side, accidentally startling Dori in the process. The cat jumped out of the man’s arms, causing him to throw a frown over his shoulder.

“Now look what you did! You’re scaring our babies.” Finally, Minho stood up, offering you his hand to pull you up as well. You met his hand with your own and anchored yourself up, giving him a sheepish smile.

“Oops.” You shrugged and skipped off to the bedroom, leaving your boyfriend with your three cats in the living room.

“Unbelievable.” Minho took a few steps towards the bathroom, paused, and turned back to look at his cats. “Well, are you coming with me or not?”

While your boyfriend finished his night routine, you lay on your shared bed and grinned to yourself. Operation Put Your Boyfriend to Sleep in Five Minutes was a go. You knew Minho was tired, and you wanted to send him off into a good night’s sleep in the most loving way you could.

The hallway light switched off as Minho opened the door to your bedroom, sporting a playful frown. It was time for Step One: Put him in a blanket.

“Come here, baby,” you peeled the duvet back and patted the space on the bed right next to you, beckoning your pouty boyfriend over to you. “Let’s get you to sleep, yeah?”

Trudging over to his side of the bed, Minho slid onto the mattress and pulled the heavy duvet over his body. Freshly washed, the warm, lavender-scented blanket immediately soothed his senses.

“You could’ve at least stayed with me while I brushed my teeth,” Minho continued to pout as he turned on his side to face you, “and, I don’t know, given me a back hug or something.”

Though his tone was playful, you recognized the look in Minho’s gaze. He yearned for your comfort, but he didn’t know how to ask for it. Reaching over, you cupped his face, gently caressing his cheek with your thumb. You peppered a few pecks on the corners of his mouth, kissing his pout away. Perfect timing for Step Two: Give reassuring pets.

“I’m here now, it’s okay.” His hair was soft in between your fingers as you threaded them through the fluffy locks. They smelled faintly of his coconut shampoo.

Tired, Minho let out a yawn, nose scrunched and eyelids shut. He leaned into your touch, humming contently.

Faintly, the door creaked open and you could hear light thuds on the carpeted floor, followed by a slightly louder thud on the bed as Doongie entered the bedroom and jumped up to join you. He stepped all over Minho’s body—drawing out a quiet yelp from the man beside you. You giggled as Doongie finally plopped down on Minho’s pillow, snuggling against the top of his head. This brought you to Step Three: Tuck him in.

With your boyfriend lying under the covers, you hooked one leg over him, moving your hand on his head to tuck it into your neck, cradling his body with no intent to stop any time soon.

For a second, the universe felt still. It was as though the ever-rotating hands on the clock had stopped moving, pausing to witness this intimate moment between you and Minho; as if even the angels in the skies above didn’t want this sweet gesture to end.

That was until Minho decided to take matters into his own hands and execute Step Four: Put one arm out for temperature regulation.

“It's too warm!” Minho whined into your neck, breaking the silence, and removed one arm from under the blanket, exposing it to the cold air. “Ah, that's better.”

He turned on his side and wrapped his now free arm around the small of your back, pulling you closer to him, if that were even physically possible.

Seeing your bodies pressed flush against each other, Soonie—who was previously lounging at the foot of the bed—crawled up the sheets and nuzzled into the barely-there gap between you and Minho, with Dori following suit.

Within five minutes of lying down, the night ended with your small family cuddled together on the warm, cozy bed, basking in each other’s comfort.

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