fresh hugs and laundry sheets (o ᵔ▽ᵔ)o
♡ ⋆｡˚ lee yungyu + gender neutral!reader. . . .
yungyu was constantly working hard into the night to practice lyrics or come up with something new. because of this, it was hard to make time for things such as laundry. with nothing but a smile on your face, you take care of these tasks for him, being awarded with many cuddles once he gets home!
✩ tags : tooth - rotting fluff. petnames : baby, cute. no pronouns mentioned.
♡ word count : 1.1k
✩ notes : my baby </3 writing him was a tad difficult but i think i got it.
there were some nights for yungyu that always ran long. ever since their recent debut, he worked tirelessly to write lyrics and practice his rapping. this hard work and dedication was always something you admired the most about him.
but before he was your boyfriend, he was your closest friend. during the days of bom. you were always there. to comfort him after a difficult evaluation, to clear his mind from a hard dance.
you worked just as hard to make sure he was taken care of and had lots of snacks to eat. sometimes, you’d even show up just so you could be in his presence.
jaeyun was always grateful for you to look out after him, but you told him not to mention it. managing seven boys wasn’t an easy feat, but with you, yungyu’s mind was always at peace; so jaeyun knew he didn’t have to worry too much.
of course, since yungyu was one of their maknaes, a lot of teasing followed. it was given, yet you didn’t mind all too much.
“ah, you grow up so fast yungyu! now you won’t rely on your hyungs anymore…” minho teased, seeing the two of you sat in the corner of the dance room together one day.
“hyung!” yungyu laughed nervously, “go bother seungheon, i bet he’s on call with that person he likes right now.”
minho smiled fondly, leaving you guys to go mess with seungheon before leaving back to the dorms.
everyone was so sweet to you, and it truly felt like you were welcomed into their little family. and this night was no different.
you had stopped by when the sun slowly began to disappear. the moonlight was soon overtaking the dark blue sky. after fidgeting with your spare key to their dorms, you came inside and took off your shoes to put them on the rack by the door.
“y/n, hi!” yoonsung greeted you from the couch as soon as you entered.
“hi hi! what’s up? where is everyone right now?” you questioned, plopping down on the couch next to him.
“i was just catching up on a kdrama! haemin is in his room doing whatever he’s doing and jaeyun and minho just left to pick up takeout.”
“do you know when yungyu will be back tonight?” you tilt your head with curiosity.
“you guys are so adorable, but honestly i’m not sure. him and seungheon were out late last night as well.” he frowns holding a joking hand up to squeeze his heart. “my best guess is three hours.”
“they work too hard for their own good. i’m going to go hang out in yungyu’s room then okay?” you told him, earning a thumbs up before he unpasued his show.
when you opened the closed door to him and seungheons shared room, you let out the longest sigh imaginable. there were piles of laundry everywhere on yungyu’s side, which ultimately decided what you were going to be doing for the next three hours.
being an idol makes it difficult to do daily (and necessary) tasks to maintain a clean environment, so you did understand. and in all honesty, you didn’t care at all. you loved taking care of yungyu. it was almost like an award everytime he came home to see you and kiss all over your face.
with that, you made yourself busy organizing the different colors of his clothes, making separate piles on the floor. you carried the heavy load to the washing machine, accidentally letting a few socks slip by your grasp as you throw it in.
you flip the cap up on the detergent to pour it in, letting the citrus smell engulf you. as you continued doing so, making sure all of his clothes get an equal cleaning, you waited patiently in the laundry room for things to finish.
it didn’t take too long for you to transfer the wet load into a dryer with a sheet that would ensure a nice scent. you became very jumpy and excited because you love the warmth of fresh laundry. very easy to fall asleep in.
while you waited, you went back into the room to pick up a few things lying on the floor and change into one of yungyu’s shirts. he loved when you wore his clothes, and you loved the flustered reaction it got out of him.
making your way back, you take the load and quickly fold everything to put away nicely. you also set out an outfit for him to wear for the next day. once you felt satisfied, you fall onto his bunk with a cozy blanket that just came out of the dryer.
time passed quickly in the comfort of his bed, that you didn’t even notice when he came home. your head registered voices, but not his.
when yungyu saw you passed out in his questionably clean room, he smiled brightly. leaning on his knees at your side, he shook to wake you up. your barely audible babbles and his clothes hanging off your shoulder made him melt.
“baby you look so cute, did you do all of this for me?” he cooed, moving your hair out of your face to kiss your cheek.
“of course..” you mumbled, “i cleaned up while i waited for you, did yoonsung tell you i was going to be here?”
“thank you baby, it really does mean a lot to me. hyung was asleep on the couch when i got home. i just went straight to the bathroom to shower anyways.”
you hummed softly, opening grabby hands for him to embrace you. he climbed next to you, letting your figure get comfy against his.
“have you eaten anything?” he asks, hugging you close.
“i ate a bit earlier, wasn’t very hungry.” you whispered against his chest, the feeling of it rising up and down lulling you to sleep again.
“that’s good. seungheon and i worked on a lot tonight so we’ll probably take a day off tomorrow after morning practice.” he told you, rubbing the sides of your arm. “do you want to come with us to the studio?”
“mhm i will.” you close your eyes, leaning into him.
“okay baby, you can go to sleep now.” he plants a kiss on your pouty lips, still a bit blushy from the warmth.
you were always glad to do acts of service for yungyu, he worked so hard, and most definitely deserved it. as you squeeze your body against him, you become familiar with the scent of his body wash still clinging against his freshly washed skin.
his hands interlock with yours, and you feel happy to be held by him in the comfort of fuzzy blankets that embody citrus laundry sheets.
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