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lipbalm ━━ ( sjy ) .

synopsis: a kiss to change your mind 🥥 warnings! skinship ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ © jjunae

'are you listening?,' jake whined, prodding your arm with his toe. you both were in your dorm, you at your desk (attempting to study), while jake lay sprawled out on your bed. truth be told, the entire situation that was unraveling was your fault. you'd promised him a date, but instead, made him wait while you finished last-minute assignments.

'yes jake, i'm listening,' you murmured, flipping over the pages of your answer-sheets.

'when are we going to leave?,' he grumbled, sitting up straight with a jump.

'just a few more minutes, baby,' you soothingly said, to which he groaned loudly.

'you said that 30 minutes ago! i really think you need a break. we should go out, get some ice cream, walk around, and then you can come back and finish whatever's left,' he suggested, and you sighed, twirling the pencil to-and-fro between your fingers.

'i only have one question remaining, just give me a minute, yeah?,' you assured, but he shook his head.

'yn, it's obvious you're not getting any work done. you look overwhelmed, let's go out,' he said, as he slid off your bed, and tugged at your hand.

'babe, i'm literally-,' you tried, but stopped midway as you felt his lips smashed against yours. foul move, you thought, since he knew well that you were a sucker for his smooches. the taste of his lips made you fondly remember his excitement when he showed you his squirtle-shaped lipbalm, leading to a smile spreading across your face.

'get up, we're leaving,' he announced after quickly pulling away, efficiently dragging you from your seat, all the while a goofy smile lingered on your face.

'yeah... yeah okay, let's go.'

car wash | seo changbin

a/n: inspired by so many people washing their cars today and me being single and craving human touch LMAO enjoy the teeny blurb :D

synopsis: what’s a little playful mood gonna hurt while doing a chore? it may result in laughter and being soaked.

word count: 577

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clear, blue skies welcomed you outside to see changbin dragging out a bucket full of cleaning supplies. he walked past you and into the garage, this time he returned with the hose.

“cleaning your vehicle?” you ask, leaning into his side as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

he nodded. “it’s been neglected of a wash. say, do you wanna help?”

“can we get something yummy after?” you grinned, jabbing his stomach with a finger.

changbin laughs. “yes, love. now, can you turn on the water so I can fill this bucket up?”

you stood back and observed changbin as he poured the soap in the bucket, stirring the water to create suds then wetting the car down before washing it. beads of sweat tread down from his hairline as he began scrubbing the driver’s side door. clad in his normal home attire of a white cut off tank top paired with black shorts, you hummed to yourself.

“what are you daydreaming about?” changbin asks.

“oh nothing. enjoying being in the sun and watching you.”

changbin throws the soaked sponge at you. the coolness of the water made you squeal.

“the quicker we can clean my car, the faster we can get ice cream!” changbin tuts waving a new sponge at you.

you rolled your eyes and laughed. “okay, okay. i’ll help you. I just wanted to watch how handsome you are cleaning that car.”

changbin grinned. “sexy, right?”

you shook your head, dunking the sponge into the soapy bucket. “no.” you reply, causing changbin to groan.

a little while passed and the both of you made it to the other side of the car, you scrubbed away not focusing on changbin, who was being quieter than normal. a jet of cold water is shot at you. you dropped the sponge yelping, then your culprit stood right in plain sight holding the hose with the biggest grin.

“seo changbin! what was that for?” you yell.

changbin sprayed you again, making you run behind the car. he chased you around the car, laughing at you being soaked. you aim at changbin and throw the soapy sponge at him, hitting him directly in the head. he dropped the hose, not wasting time you sprint to pick it up. immediately you started soaking the boy, worse than what he was getting you with.

his clothes cling to his body, enhancing every muscle. your heart began skipping beats.

“babe! im gonna get you!” changbin shouts, now trying to grab you.

your infectious giggles matched with changbin’s shouts. he caught up to you and lifted you up, attacking your neck with kisses. you threw your head back laughing while trying to pry changbin’s hands off you. changbin snuck in a couple of kisses to your cheeks while poking your sides, getting you to squirm in his buff arms.

“I caught you, what a mischievous girl you are today.”

you push hair out from your face. “you started it!” you exclaimed.

changbin sets you down, his eyes raking your body. “I didn’t know this was a wet t-shirt contest, baby.”

you stopped messing with your hair to look down at your chest. through your white tank top, you could see the lavender bra. your cheeks flushed pink making eye contact with changbin, who was wiggling his eyebrows.

“I think I look better.” he comments while pinching your cheek. “but don’t worry, i still have that ice cream prize for the hottest girl.”

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WHY ARE THESE SO ACCURATE IMCRYINF

୨୧ u gave them a plushie

pairing: enhypen x reader | genre: fluff

cw: no warnings!

[notes] hi everyone! i wanted to try and do this for the first time so i hope that yall note it! im trying my best to post 2-3 this week so if i cant, i apologise. enjoy reading and please show support. thankyou! 🤍

[heeseung] he would come home and see a random plushie on his bed with a note on it saying that it's a gift for him from you and a smile would beam from ear to ear. he would find you in the house and when he sees you, he would give you a backhug and wont let go. he would pepper kisses all over your neck as a form of his appreciation. both of you know that you dont have to say thank you as a sincerity, you have to show it.

[jay] he will probably start bawling his eyes out since he feels very thankful and very grateful for having you as his girlfriend. (also bc he's dramatic) he would go up to you and give you a big hug and continuously say thank you and will tell you that he's going to buy you an even bigger and nicer gift. (bc yk jay's 💸)

[jake] he will of course get startled by the random plushie on the bed and seeing layla playing with it but he'll start to hold the plushie and hug it. he would go to you and ask you why you bought him a plushie, when you did it, why did you do it, which store you went to and how did you manage to do it. he'll ask you all sorts of questions because he's excited and happy that he had gotten something from you. (such a jake behavior)

[sunghoon] he will be so unfazed when he reaches the room after work or something, then get back to his senses and see that there is a literal plushie on the bed. he would pick it up, show it to you and say, "who got you this?" and be so possessive to you then you tell him that the plushie is actually for him and he'll start laughing and showing his fangs a little. he'll thank you, kiss you all over the face and go back to the bedroom to put back the plushie and go change. (correct me if im wrong but i feel like this is such a sunghoon coded tho)

[sunoo] he'll literally squeal like at the back of his lungs and take the plushie and start hugging it due to how cute it looks and naming it. he'll kiss it all over and then go over to you and start hugging you and being so lovey dovey to you. he'll play with the plushie and bring it around in the house as if the plushie's his pet or his child. he'll eat with it, sleep with it etc.

[jungwon] he'll get startled by the plushie from afar thinking that it's an animal. he'll go closer to your room slowly and when he sees the plushie, his dimple smile will be shown and he'll be so grateful for it. he'll go to you and say, "so, you got that plushie for me babe" and hug you by the waist. he'll admire you and ask himself how did he get such a thoughtful, beautiful and caring girlfriend. he'll be the most whipped whenever it comes to you.

[ni-ki] he'll start smiling and already thinking about his next gift for you. both of you will compete for the most cutest gift for each other that yall had gotten. he'll say that the plushie is cute in his heart because he doesnt want to admit these type of things and he'll say that you look like it. he'll compliment you whenever you're around and also because he's clingy after getting something from you. he'll let bisco play with it because the plushie's from you, not a stranger. he's a big baby when it comes to you giving gifts. to him, gifts is not necessary, your pure love and existence is.

— reminder: i love you

wc: 318, pairing: jungwon x gn!reader, genre: fluff, warnings: none

PROMPT: 3 from list 2: “random ‘i love you’s just in case they forgot”

AN — hii!! first request for this event!! tysm requesting:) i hope you enjoy <33

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cuddling with jungwon was an intimate time during the day. and with the 6 other boys living in the dorm with jungwon, it was hard to have his privacy with jus you around him.

you loved visiting jungwon at his house, solely to see his domestic life. the way he interacted with the boys was truly like they were brothers.

today was another one of those days where you two got no privacy. the boys have been annoying you two the whole day, but that didnt stop jungwon from trying to take you away the whole time.

another thing, is that jungwon has been saying the whole day was ‘i love you’. everytime he saw you, hugged you, kissed you. even when you walked out of the bathroom. he seemed more clingyer than usual too.

now that you two were alone in his room and cuddling, you decided to confront him about it. “wonie?” you called as you looked up from his chest. “mhm” he hummed with his eyes still closed. “why are you saying i love you all the time to me. its been going on the whole day” you asked looking at his peaceful face.

jungwon smiled and peaked from his on eye, slightly opening it as he bit his lip to prevent the small laugh that wanted to fall out. “im jus making sure you know that i love you baby” he said as he pulled you closer to his embrace.

“but i do know you love me, even if you dont say it” you said as you layed your head back on his chest. “i know baby” he replied. “jus a reminder for you that im always here” he continued and placed a soft kiss on your head. you smiled before cuddling closer to the boy you loved.

now, jungwon could sleep peacefully without the doubt that you didnt know he loved you, (and without the other 6 annoying boys in the dorm!)

I'm their baby girl fr

girl dad 🎀 (b.c)

i had seen a tik tok with chan and the twins, and how he's a girl dad 🥹 so, i had come up with this idea 🫢 i hope you guys like it 🩷

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You've been sitting in your car for twenty minutes, trying to get yourself to stop crying. One hand covers your mouth, quieting your sobs while the other gently rubs your tiny baby bump. You're fourteen weeks pregnant, and you just found out what you and Chan are having.

Your phone vibrates in your vehicle's cup holder, seeing Chan's name on the screen. You wipe your tears and take a deep breath before answering his call.

“Hey, baby,” you greet him, smiling to yourself.

“Hi, my baby,” Chan's voice makes your heart flutter. “Have you made it to the studio yet? How did the appointment go? I'm sorry I couldn't go with you.”

You giggle and lean back against the seat, turning your head to look out the window. “It's okay, baby. I forgot you had a schedule this morning. It went well. I have another sonogram photo to show you,” you inform him on how it went, leaving out the part where you learned whether your baby’s a girl or a boy.

“That's good. I can't wait to see our bean,” he giggles into the receiver, making you giggle as well. “We're just about to start filming, so I wanted to let you know that you're free to come in. I gave your name to security.”

You turn your vehicle off, feeling yourself calmer after talking to your boyfriend. “Okay, baby. I just pulled in, so I'll be there in a few. I love you,” you smooch.

“I love you so much. As soon as I have a free moment, I'm kissing you,” he mentions, having missed his morning kisses due to both of you being busy.

You're walking towards the building, and you shake your head. “I'm not going to complain,” you laugh, bidding him goodbye.

You slip your phone into your back pocket, giving the guard your name. He lets you in without any trouble, thankfully, and you make your way towards the room they're recording in.

When you finally reach the place Chan and Felix are in, you notice that they've already started recording. You look through the window of the door, seeing your boyfriend sitting cross-legged on the floor with the twins in his lap.

Tears pool in your eyes as you gently rub your belly, thinking of how it'll be when she's born. “Is this what parent life will look like?” You ask no one in particular, taking a quick glance down at your barely noticeable bump.

You chew on your lip as you walk into the room, the squeals of the girls reaching your ears. Chan's eyes meet yours, and he smiles at you fondly.

You wave at him before crossing your arms over your chest. Felix and Chan's manager grabs a chair for you to sit in, knowing that you're pregnant. You thank Skijigi quietly and take a seat.

The recording didn't last much longer, the two boys having a snack with the twins before they headed out. You stay in your seat when Chan walks over to you, greeting you with a kiss.

“Have you been crying?” He asks, noticing the redness around your eyes. His fingertips gently stroke your skin, a frown etching onto his lips.

“I can't get anything past you, can I?” You chuckle, shaking your head. Chan shakes his head as well, looking around to see the staff slowly filtering out. “It's nothing bad, I promise.”

Your hand grabs his, intertwining your fingers together before squeezing his hand. “The baby's okay?” He asks, stroking the back of your hand.

“Yes, absolutely,” you tell him, standing up from your chair. You bring your conjoined hands to your stomach, letting him feel your bump. “She is doing fantastic.”

His head snaps up, a gasp leaving his plump lips. “She? We're having a girl?” Chan whispers, his hands moving to your waist. “Are we really having a baby girl?”

Tears pool in both of your eyes, and you nod your head, confirming. “We're gonna have a little girl,” you cry out, laughing as you do. “You're going to be such a wonderful girl dad.”

Your fingers stroke his cheek, smiling up at him as you wipe his tears. Chan's lip quivers, bringing you into his chest. “I can't believe we're gonna have a girl,” he sniffles, gliding his hands on your lower back. “I hope she looks just like you.”

You pull back enough to look at him, smiling softly. “I hope she has your smile and dimples,” you giggle, leaning on your toes to kiss his lips.

“I can't wait to tell the kids,” he laughs, pressing chaste kisses on your lips. “They were so convinced that we'll have a boy.”

You burst out laughing, combing your fingers through his hair. “Let's go prove them wrong,” you wink, pulling away from him completely. Chan swiftly grabs your hand as the two of you walk out of the room together.

“After we tell them you want to get dinner?” He asks, kissing the back of your conjoined hands.

Your heart flutters in your chest, nodding your head, yes. “I'd love to, baby,” you grin, leaning your head on his arm. “I love you.”

Chan kisses your head and squeezes your hand. “I love you, baby.”

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As the glistening rays of the sun illuminate your cozy room, your eyes travel from the brightly lit curtains to the unmoving sleeping figure laying on your bed. The figure of the man you love the most in this world, the man whose beauty is matched with the divine heavens, the man who gives you a taste of paradise without even you having to die for it. His messy hair covers his forehead and drags as much as to his puffy eyelids, and you can’t help but smile when you see his soft cheeks and pouty lips in his sleepy state. He’s so damn adorable, and you don’t need reality checks everyday to know that, no matter what, your heart will always belong to him.

“Hee?” You gasp lowly, ruffling his fluffy hair with your fingers and bringing your face closer to his to remind him of his loving morning call. It was late into the morning and yet, your boyfriend was peacefully occupied in his dreamland, hugging the pillow that smelled like home. Hugging the pillow that smelled like you.

“Wake up baby. I’ve already started making breakfast for you. You don’t want them getting cold, do you?”You pout displeasingly, the comment making his eyes squinting half open, but only to remain shut again.

Heeseung searches for your hand and when he grabs one, he intertwines his fingers with yours and kisses the back of it lazily. “Three more minutes.” He remarks sheepishly, before rolling over and falling back asleep again.

Considering how beautiful he looked while he slept, like a pretty doll and an irresistible man at the same time, so cute yet so dangerously handsome, you wanted to keep holding his hand forever. But when you realize your pancakes left on the stove that needed your attention, with a sigh you let go of his warm hands and return back to the kitchen with a small smile. No matter how tired he was, hee would never forget to start the morning without giving you a sweet morning kiss.

After what feels like fifteen minutes, as you stir the scrambled eggs, heeseung joins you in the kitchen but before you can turn to steal a glance of his heavenly face, he wraps his secure arms around you and encloses you in a warm back hug. With his chin resting on your shoulder and nose grazing the crook of your neck, he whispers against your skin with his raspy voice.

“Good morning my sweetheart.”

Titling your face to meet his eyes after he lifted up his head to meet yours, you hear the loud drumming of your heartbeat and feel your heart be cloaked by the thousand, fluttering butterflies. The same sight of his beautifully carved face and deep, dark brown eyes yet everytime you look into them, you can’t find your way back into this world again.

Pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek, you return his gesture by fumbling a “here, good morning kiss for you” shyly that causes your boyfriend to chuckle.

in a heartbeat, he turns you around and cases you in between his arms from the front, resting his hands firmly on the counter, while turning off the stove behind you in one swift motion. The act gets you surprised and before you finish your sentence as to what he was plotting, you surrender with the feel of his sweet lips pressed against yours.

hee presses his lips inside you with unwavering passion, tucking his tongue inside you to explore your sweet and addicting taste, and now rests his hands possessively on your hips, pulling you closer into the kiss. The kiss was both heated yet subtle, the way he pulled away momentarily to look into your eyes and giggle with his angel voice, landing a few gentle pecks before busying his mouth in between yours again. When you feel his hands crawling up to your stomach and tugging at your fabric, it is then you travel back to your senses and realize what your morning breakfast was turning into.

“What are you doing baby?” You pretend to shove him away from you slightly, making sure not to meet your flustered gaze with his intimidating and romantic one. “We’re supposed to have breakfast right now.”

“Hmm..” heeseung dotingly tucks the strands of your hair behind your ears before humming back in your direction. “Breakfast can wait. But my love for you can’t.”

That’s about all you hear because there’s no space for your futile protests when his lips joins your again in an instant and you’re already being carried in his arms, your legs thrown tightly around his torso and him lifting you up towards your bedroom. When you feel the warmth of your bedsheets under you, you soon reunite with another warmth that’s hovering on top of you- the warmth that quenches the thirst in your soul- the warmth of your angel you so dearly love, your heeseung.

In a second, his mouth leaves to burn its imprint on your skin, on your cheeks, the tip of your nose, your forehead and as soon as you feel him drag his chin down towards your neck, you know you’re overcome by a pleasure that you can’t resist anymore. The wetness of his tongue swirling against the sensitive space in your neck and clavicle causes you to shiver, and your plea is heard when you feel him grin against your supple skin as his hands explore beneath to unbutton your shirt.

Making love. Yes that’s what it feels like. To be completely bare infront of him, only to be admired with fawning adoration and each part of your body caressed and handled with love. As if you are a goddess and he worships your existence, he mumbles I love yous and praises with each kiss. With each time he tastes you, the one he will never be tired of. The way his hands and tongue explore you in places you know only he can reach. To connect with him in the closest way possible and be one- only to feel complete in the most fulfilling way possible.

“You’re the prettiest girl I know.” He confesses with a gasp, his eyes never leaving your naked body, an evident form of dumbstruck love plastered in those gentle eyes. He kisses your forehead in a soft motion and takes you inside his arms, your head buried on his chest where he nuzzles your hair and you are entertained by the rhythmic melody of his heart beat.

Cuddling. So many moments of bliss of your bodies pressed into one another, of a thousand shy and love filled glances and thousand laughter and smiles. But it only takes one loud growl of your stomach to realize how late it is in the morning and how you’ve left those poor scrambled eggs and pancake unfinished on the stove.

Laughing and hurrying back to the kitchen, you prepare your meal to start your day and soon enough, heeseung accompanies you in the kitchen to gather the dishes and serve food on the plate. He fills your matching glasses with juice, the ones with bear patterns on it that he got for you both because he thinks couple items are a necessity. That’s the thing about him. He might be a 21 year old man at size, but he’s a big baby at heart.

You don’t even have to pull the chairs of your dining table to have the food you made, because by the time you look back to check where your plates have disappeared to, you see the dishes lined up in the tea table that heeseung moved infront of your bed. Humming his favourite song, he places everything one by one on it with delicate hands.

“Heeseung why did you bring everything here?” You chuckle, raising an eyebrow at his unknown excitement.

“Thought this chair would be the most comfortable for you.” He smirks before pointing to the newly found space in between his legs. You giggle, giving in to his cuteness and rushing to the new space you adored so much.

He feeds you the pancakes you made with his own hands and you take turns to feed him instead. Spilling food, laughing, sneaking a few kisses in between and tickling eachother, only to realize how much you love the domesticity in your relationship and how you want more cherishing yet simple moments like this in your life with him. It’s as if he was the missing piece of your puzzle you’ve been looking for all your life, and with him, you were finally complete.

In between trying to get romantic and pass you your glass of juice, he clumsily knocks over the syrup bottle with his elbow, that causes him to make a face of disbelief and embarrassment. Seeing his flustered face and obvious but failed attempt to erase the embarrassing moment, you laugh out loud.

only to feel his hands wrap around you tighter and his lips to whisper something against your ears that causes your heart to melt right then and there.

“You are the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and it only took your laugh to realize that beauty was the least of you.”

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. ﹙☆﹚. 𝗌𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌 . you were a party girl. a person who loved to party, dance, drink, you were just the life of the party. but by the end of the night you would be a right where you wanted to be and that was in his arms.

. ﹙☆﹚. 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾 . 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 & 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿

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Blasting music, dancing bodies, and drunken people passed out. This was a party everyone who hadn't been to one would want to be at. For most parties seemed to be a rare occasion for most of them. But there was you.

The life of the party. You always seemed to be in the middle of it all. Your tight curls bounced with each step as you danced. Your grip tight on the cup you have seemingly been nursing the entire time. Your skin glowing under the purple and pink strobe lights.

Though the prettiest feature about it would have to be your smile. It could probably light up the room if the lights weren't. Your smile got others' attention but no one truly knew it was for him.

The smile and wink you sent him sent red hot blush to appear on his face. His eyes focused on you as you danced and laughed with the people surrounding you. Everyone loved the bright energy radiating off of you. Sure you were the life and soul of the party but your eyes always stayed on him.

Him feeling comfortable staying in the same spot he has been since you guys arrived. The corner of the room is surrounded by tipsy people chatting to each other or making out. The dark liquid in the cup he has been nursing for the longest has gone warm.

He didn't care for it much anyway. For Jake being at a party was like a solar eclipse happening. It just didn't happen often. For him, parties just weren't his thing but in your case they were.

This is why some people thought you guys were cute together. You could bring him out of his shell easily and make him have a good time while he was the more lenient of you. Though there were some negative sides to it. Especially from his friends. His friends weren't easily amused by you so to say. They didn't like how carefree you were like you didn't have a college to worry about.

They didn't want that to affect Jake or how he is academic. You knew what they were trying to say they just didn't want him to be taken away from them even though that's not what you were trying to do.

Never have you questioned your relationship even as others did. Why did they question it when they could see how happy you both were? At times it felt like you were dating more than one person, especially with everyone's input which you didn't ask for. There was nothing in the world that could compare to being in a relationship with a kind, smart, and loveable person like Jake.

But no one cared if you two were happy and showing it to the world because they would always question it. Why couldn't they worry about themselves.

You never could understand why people judged your relationship from the outside looking in. Like they knew how your relationship operated. You wanted to say fuck all of them. Who were they to tell Jake who he could love and not love? Why did they even think to question if you loved him or not?

Of course, you loved Jake and have for the past 2 years. You didn't have to explain anything to anyone who wasn't willing to listen. Neither should he. Fuck those people who questioned your relationship, how you got things done, and if you loved Jake or not. It was anyone's fucking business. Just yours and his.

A big beautiful smile on your face as you swayed your hips to the music. Your arms looped around his neck as he watched you sing the lyrics to him. A smile made its way upon his face. Your eyes held so much admiration and love within as you stared at him. There was so much happening around you two but there you were staring into each other's eyes. Nothing else in the room mattered but the person in front of you.

''Cause if it's love, I wanna drown. I need to hear it from your mouth' You sang slowly closing the gap between you two. Lips pressed against his. You pulled away too quickly for him. Your fingers laced with his as you pulled into the center of the room.

Your hands draped around his neck. His hands on your waist as you two slow danced. The beat of the music was loud but you two didn't seem to mind. Your hands tangled in his hair as he pulled you closer to him as the pad of his thumb brushed down the curve of your cheek.

A smile graced your lips as you stared at him. He kissed you slowly. His other hand softly grabbed the back of your neck bringing you closer to him as if you weren't already close enough. No one around paid you two any attention. You two were in your own little world. You pulled away, leaving Jake's breathing uneven and his heart beating loud. Jake's cheeks were burning, and his face was a shade of crimson as you chuckled breathing heavily yourself.

"I love and appreciate you." He spoke observing you as he smiled brushing your hair out of your face. "I love you too Jake Sim." You whispered against his lips. Everyone knew you as a party girl. The life of the party. Everyone's friend. But to him you were his and he was yours. His party girl.

aphrodite’s favorite child

just me reading this fluffy vomiting cute ass piece of sht at a school night (it's 1am) while sobbing— I'm totally not affection deprived bahaha ha..

AMBER AND ALCOHOL

g fluff w kissing, mentions of drinking, hee's tipsy n ri talked about tipsy hee from prada after party and i had to do this

“hey beautiful,” your soft gasp spins in the air as heeseung’s arms wrap around your waist from behind, his face nuzzled up in your neck; something that makes you freeze in your stance as you’re cleaning the kitchen counter after dinner. 

“hee?” you say a little above the silence in the kitchen. the pendant lights being the only source of lighting around, it only reminds you how pretty he looks under the dim yellow glow— exactly what he’s thinking right now, about you. “back already?”

and you had expected him to stay out at least till an hour after midnight. after all, evening plans with the guys always keep him out of the doors of his apartment, usually inside a karaoke bar or someone's house, watching a movie. “hm, just missed you, my love,”

his arms wrap a little tighter around you as those words fall off his lips and you chuckle, assuming he’s feeling a bit clingier than usual. you feel his lips softly grazing against your shoulders, a touch that takes you to heaven and back. and it’s nice— to stand in the plain silence of the night, just the two of you and the sound of your soft conversations whispered into the air, just his kisses that trace along your neck, just the way you could stand there and soak in his presence forever. 

you turn around, his arms not leaving your waist even for a second, pushing you against the counter instead as he steps closer, just close enough for you to feel his warm breath on your lips— your furrow your brows in dubiety. “did you drink?”

“a little,” he nods in response, whispering against your neck. “you smell so good, angel,” he leans in again, stroking his lips over your collarbones. “did you get a new perfume?”

“yeah, yesterday,” you reply with a soft hum.

and heeseung looks up at you, pulling you a little closer by your waist as he goes in for a kiss, his nose brushing against yours, lips just a few centimetres apart before you put your finger in between. “you reek of alcohol,”

“ah,” he pauses, looking at you before chuckling ever so quietly, burying his face in your neck once again, enamoured, drowsy, tipsy, against your clavicle. “guess i don’t smell as good at you,”

you feel his breath against your skin as you both laugh, a sound that resonates with melody and melancholy. you fingers fiddle with the tips of his hair, lips planting the softest kiss on his cheeks as if you’re muttering the sweetest confession. he feels the love he has for you overflow, it’s so much, so deep, it scares him. he knows it will drown him, he knows he will let it.

“wash up,” another kiss pressed against his cheeks, he nods slightly against your neck. “let’s go to bed,”

“if you keep using this perfume,” his hands fiddle with the hem of your dress, fingers slowly sliding under as he paints invisible patterns over your skin, now looking at you with the same half drunk expression in his eyes, not sure if it’s from love or alcohol. “i might not be able to stop myself from kissing you,”

and his gaze puts you in a light trance, unable to move or respond, far too spell bound by his voice that nothing else seems sensible enough. your eyes settle on his lips and he gets the hint, leaning in once again, an action, this time, mirrored by you as you whisper against his lips. “then i’ll make sure to wear it every day,”

his lips taste of love. a bit bitter, half chapped yet still so soft as they move against yours. you feel the slightest of beer on your tongue, the air smells of the bergamot in your perfume, accompanied by amber. it smells of alcohol as he pressed himself against yours, the feeling just as intoxicating as the drink he had. it smells of him and you,

and it smells of love.