KIMCHIII OMG I MISS TALKING TO YOU !!! iâll keep this short and sweet since i have an exam tomorrow and i gotta go to sleep đ
iâm generally okay !! exam hitting hard & i think you should know very well how heavy they are đ i think the gov has it out for my batch because weâve been getting hard papers after hard papers nonstop ... my dream of a raw 7 net 5 might not be happening after all âčïž but itâs okay! cuz I GOT MY EAE OMG I REALLY WANNA TELL YOU ABOUT IT SO TEXT ME PLEASEEEE â€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž
iâll go to sleep now hehe </3 iâll be waiting for your text! đ
fluff, established relationship, we all need a cheol to care for us donât we? seungcheol is WHIPPED, 0.7k words
been in my drafts for so long I decided to free it at last. enoy my loves!
âcome on, babe, letâs gooo!â you whine, a pout forming steadily on your lips as you tug at your boyfriendâs arms.
seungcheol only stares up at you with a smile on his face â that little smile that has been taunting you for the past ten minutes, denying you full, premium access to the snowy weather outside.
âno, darling, you have a fever. itâs not gonna get better if you go out and play in the snow,â he tells you for the nth time today. he reaches up to press a warm palm to your forehead, then frowns at the temperature. âstill warm.â
but youâre not giving up so easily. quickly, you try to reason (albeit dumbly), âwell, if Iâm warm now, then the snow will help chill me down!â the wide smile on your face makes seungcheol feel a little sorry for you.
âthatâs âŠâ he sighs, closing his eyes for a brief moment. âthatâs not how it works, babe.â
seungcheol checks the clock on the wall just opposite him a few metres away. âgo take your meds, love. itâs seven,â he smiles up at you sweetly, no doubt an attempt to take your mind off exiting the warm house.
but you know better. which is weird, because normally youâd be entranced, completely, by his adorable smile.
you slouch, groaning as you trudge your way to the kitchen. your medicine is placed on the counter in a little bag, labels and everything.
suddenly, an idea pops into your head. you ponder for a moment. will seungcheol fall for it? yes, probably. heâs too whipped for you not to.
quickly, you place your pills in the cupboard as silently as you can, then brace yourself and shout out, âcheol!â
an âitâs on the counter, babe,â tells you he heard you.
âno, itâs not,â you reply, making loud sounds of moving items around. you hear the movement of his feet, the shuffling growing louder and louder. swiftly, you move to grab his coat and hide.
seungcheol enters the kitchen with a confused expression. he looks around, trying to find you, but to no avail. shrugging, he shifts his focus to your pills, which, true to your words, are not on the counter.
he sighs. âwhere did I put them?â he mumbles, opening all the cupboards and looking behind appliances.
without notice, you jump onto him from behind, wrapping his coat around his shoulders. you tie a simple knot with the sleeves at his neck, as if you were trying to murder him.
âyn! what are youâ?â seungcheol exclaims, a hint of laughter in his tone.
âI wonât let go unless you bring me outside,â you huff, tightening your arms and legs around his body. âI feel perfectly fine.â
your boyfriend closes the cupboard door slowly. âwell, your body doesnât agree.â but his hands come to wrap around your legs, holding you tight so you donât fall.
you donât reply, a pout slowly forming on your face. you seem to be pouting a lot more than usual.
seungcheol canât see you properly with the position he finds himself in, but he knows your lips are jutting out â again â with the way you press your warm face into the crook of his neck.
silence lingers for a moment or two, before he suspires in defeat. âokay. take your meds first, then weâll go out.â
the cheer you let out almost strips him of his hearing, but it doesnât bother him. a smile finds its way to his lips as you retract from your koala hug and open the cupboard three steps away.
his eyes widen in realisation the moment he sees your pills in your hands. heâs speechless, mouth agape, watching you gulp down your meds in less than ten seconds.
âyou absolute minx,â he mumbles, a scoff escaping him. you flash a cheshireâs grin and skip towards the coat rack where yours hung lifelessly.
seungcheolâs eyes are filled to the brim with soft admiration. you never know how to back down from a challenge, and he loves that about you. he loves you and everything you have to offer.
even when youâre sick and whiny and stubborn, he just canât help loving you. even when youâre utterly willing to possibly fall even more sick than you are, he loves you too much to do anything about it. heâll regret it later, but now, heâs content to see you smiling ear to ear, pulling him into a kiss to show your appreciation.
âyou have three seconds to get out the door or Iâm locking us in for the next week.â
seungcheol will kiss you if you reblog (.ââĄâ)
fluff, established relationship, we all need a cheol to care for us donât we? seungcheol is WHIPPED, 0.7k words
been in my drafts for so long I decided to free it at last. enjoy my loves!
âcome on, babe, letâs gooo!â you whine, a pout forming steadily on your lips as you tug at your boyfriendâs arms.
seungcheol only stares up at you with a smile on his face â that little smile that has been taunting you for the past ten minutes, denying you full, premium access to the snowy weather outside.
âno, darling, you have a fever. itâs not gonna get better if you go out and play in the snow,â he tells you for the nth time today. he reaches up to press a warm palm to your forehead, then frowns at the temperature. âstill warm.â
but youâre not giving up so easily. quickly, you try to reason (albeit dumbly), âwell, if Iâm warm now, then the snow will help chill me down!â the wide smile on your face makes seungcheol feel a little sorry for you.
âthatâs âŠâ he sighs, closing his eyes for a brief moment. âthatâs not how it works, babe.â
seungcheol checks the clock on the wall just opposite him a few metres away. âgo take your meds, love. itâs seven,â he smiles up at you sweetly, no doubt an attempt to take your mind off exiting the warm house.
but you know better. which is weird, because normally youâd be entranced, completely, by his adorable smile.
you slouch, groaning as you trudge your way to the kitchen. your medicine is placed on the counter in a little bag, labels and everything.
suddenly, an idea pops into your head. you ponder for a moment. will seungcheol fall for it? yes, probably. heâs too whipped for you not to.
quickly, you place your pills in the cupboard as silently as you can, then brace yourself and shout out, âcheol!â
an âitâs on the counter, babe,â tells you he heard you.
âno, itâs not,â you reply, making loud sounds of moving items around. you hear the movement of his feet, the shuffling growing louder and louder. swiftly, you move to grab his coat and hide.
seungcheol enters the kitchen with a confused expression. he looks around, trying to find you, but to no avail. shrugging, he shifts his focus to your pills, which, true to your words, are not on the counter.
he sighs. âwhere did I put them?â he mumbles, opening all the cupboards and looking behind appliances.
without notice, you jump onto him from behind, wrapping his coat around his shoulders. you tie a simple knot with the sleeves at his neck, as if you were trying to murder him.
âyn! what are youâ?â seungcheol exclaims, a hint of laughter in his tone.
âI wonât let go unless you bring me outside,â you huff, tightening your arms and legs around his body. âI feel perfectly fine.â
your boyfriend closes the cupboard door slowly. âwell, your body doesnât agree.â but his hands come to wrap around your legs, holding you tight so you donât fall.
you donât reply, a pout slowly forming on your face. you seem to be pouting a lot more than usual.
seungcheol canât see you properly with the position he finds himself in, but he knows your lips are jutting out â again â with the way you press your warm face into the crook of his neck.
silence lingers for a moment or two, before he suspires in defeat. âokay. take your meds first, then weâll go out.â
the cheer you let out almost strips him of his hearing, but it doesnât bother him. a smile finds its way to his lips as you retract from your koala hug and open the cupboard three steps away.
his eyes widen in realisation the moment he sees your pills in your hands. heâs speechless, mouth agape, watching you gulp down your meds in less than ten seconds.
âyou absolute minx,â he mumbles, a scoff escaping him. you flash a cheshireâs grin and skip towards the coat rack where yours hung lifelessly.
seungcheolâs eyes are filled to the brim with soft admiration. you never know how to back down from a challenge, and he loves that about you. he loves you and everything you have to offer.
even when youâre sick and whiny and stubborn, he just canât help loving you. even when youâre utterly willing to possibly fall even more sick than you are, he loves you too much to do anything about it. heâll regret it later, but now, heâs content to see you smiling ear to ear, pulling him into a kiss to show your appreciation.
âyou have three seconds to get out the door or Iâm locking us in for the next week.â
seungcheol will kiss you if you reblog (.ââĄâ)
fluff, established relationship, clingy!soonyoung, soonyoung is so cuddly I want to squish him, one swear, talks about marriage
this is my gift to @wabatle as part of the carat secret santa exchange! itâs rather late but things have been so busy recently đ anywho, happy new year to everyone! and to emi, I hope we can get closer âșïž
This yearâs plan had been a little different compared to previous ones. For starters, your outgoing introvert boyfriend was cramming all his end-of-year meet-ups into the few days preceding New Yearâs. He wanted to spend New Yearâs Eve all alone with you.
But even then, your day was spent huddled up in your shared apartment, atmosphere less lively than usual. Alexa was taking a well deserved break from blasting songs all day, save for the occasional dim of lights.
Soonyoung would normally be bitching and groaning at the lack of enthusiasm for the new year, but this time, he was perfectly content with spending it lowkey â so long as he got to spend it with you.
He climbed out of bed slowly, lifting the covers off of his slender body before setting his feet down on the floor. With little energy, he exited the bedroom, blindly following the faint sounds of your kitchen shenanigans.
When he arrived at the doorway, his eyes landed on your form, moving about the kitchen with mugs and spoons in your hand. His line of sight shifted to the container sitting on the island: Super Good Hot Chocolate (SAVE FOR SPECIAL DAYS!)
He chuckled at the memory of you scribbling down those words in marker. The mix wasnât even that expensive.
Your serene bubble seemed to be disturbed at his low laugh. You spinned in the spot, staring at him like a deer in headlights. He was going to laugh aloud, but all he did was give a bright smile that turned his eyes into crescents.
Your tense form relaxed at the relief that he wasnât an intruder. Turning your attention back to your little project, you mumbled, âScared the shit out of me ⊠Thought I was gonna have to sacrifice my hot cocoa âŠâ
Soonyoung took light steps towards you, wrapping his muscular arms around your torso and resting his chin on your shoulder. âHmm? What was that?â he all but hummed, finding comfort in the warmth you radiated.
Shaking your head, you dismissed his question and focused on making your drinks.
You had a foolproof plan in your head: finish up the sure to be delicious hot cocoas and cuddle with your boyfriend on the couch. Maybe turn on a show, or just ramble with Soonyoung.
But he seemed to have other plans. His eyes drooped, his breathing steadied and his hold on your body began to loosen. Was he falling asleep on you? Standing up?
âSoonie.â You prodded his head with a finger, praying that he was at least seventy per cent awake so you wouldnât have to carry his heavy form to the bedroom. Soonyoung stirred, mumbling an incoherent âHold still,â before smushing his face into the crook of your neck.
Warmth bloomed like a flower in your chest, settling right where your heart was situated. Heat travelled up to your cheeks, staining your skin a faint red.
Stumbling over your words, even though this had happened a hundred times before, you said tenderly, âSoonyoung, youâ I canâtâ Ugh ⊠Whatever.â You gave up, sighing with a light shake of your head, but there was a smile on your lips. Soonyoung must have heard the fondness in your voice, because he pressed his face further into your neck.
You finished up the hot drinks with your boyfriend clinging to your body. Surprisingly, when you attempted to move the two of you to the living room, he obliged and followed your footsteps.
Fast forward to twenty minutes later, your legs were tangled with Soonyoungâs, bodies close enough to hear each otherâs heartbeat. Your hot cocoas were left on the glass coffee table right in front of the couch, the steaming mug already halfway to emptiness.
âBabe?â you heard him mutter out beside you. With a snuggle closer to him, you acknowledged his call. âI can see a forever with you.â
The sentence caught you off guard, but you didnât shift from your position. You replied the only way you knew how. âMe too, Soonie. But why so suddenly?â
He hummed in response, thinking about his answer. He didnât know. He just said whatever was in his head.
âI thought about doing this every year with you,â he said with a smile that you could feel against your hair, âand then I thought: Hey, that doesnât seem too bad at all. Iâd love doing this with you every year. Hell, even every day.â
You couldnât help but laugh softly at his confession.
You turned in his embrace, staring up at him with adoration in your eyes. He smiled at you, and that feeling of warmth bloomed once again.
âMaybe propose to me first,â you suggested in lightheartedness, almost combusting at the expression on Soonyoungâs face. He hadnât expected that, but his reply said otherwise.
âDonât worry, Iâve been planning that since I met you.â
You were about to counter him with an accusation of weirdness, but he shut you up with a sweet kiss on your lips. You melted into him, unable to help the smile that spread across your lips.
Caught in each otherâs love and affection, the two of you missed the fireworks that set off outside your window. But no matter â youâll have plenty more to witness in the future.
hoshi will kiss you if you reblog à° ââżâ à°
fluff, established relationship, clingy!soonyoung, soonyoung is so cuddly I want to squish him, one swear, talks about marriage
this is my gift to @wabatle as part of the carat secret santa exchange! itâs rather late but things have been so busy recently đ anywho, happy new year to everyone! and to emi, I hope we can get closer âșïž
This yearâs plan had been a little different compared to previous ones. For starters, your outgoing introvert boyfriend was cramming all his end-of-year meet-ups into the few days preceding New Yearâs. He wanted to spend New Yearâs Eve all alone with you.
But even then, your day was spent huddled up in your shared apartment, atmosphere less lively than usual. Alexa was taking a well deserved break from blasting songs all day, save for the occasional dim of lights.
Soonyoung would normally be bitching and groaning at the lack of enthusiasm for the new year, but this time, he was perfectly content with spending it lowkey â so long as he got to spend it with you.
He climbed out of bed slowly, lifting the covers off of his slender body before setting his feet down on the floor. With little energy, he exited the bedroom, blindly following the faint sounds of your kitchen shenanigans.
When he arrived at the doorway, his eyes landed on your form, moving about the kitchen with mugs and spoons in your hand. His line of sight shifted to the container sitting on the island: Super Good Hot Chocolate (SAVE FOR SPECIAL DAYS!)
He chuckled at the memory of you scribbling down those words in marker. The mix wasnât even that expensive.
Your serene bubble seemed to be disturbed at his low laugh. You spinned in the spot, staring at him like a deer in headlights. He was going to laugh aloud, but all he did was give a bright smile that turned his eyes into crescents.
Your tense form relaxed at the relief that he wasnât an intruder. Turning your attention back to your little project, you mumbled, âScared the shit out of me ⊠Thought I was gonna have to sacrifice my hot cocoa âŠâ
Soonyoung took light steps towards you, wrapping his muscular arms around your torso and resting his chin on your shoulder. âHmm? What was that?â he all but hummed, finding comfort in the warmth you radiated.
Shaking your head, you dismissed his question and focused on making your drinks.
You had a foolproof plan in your head: finish up the sure to be delicious hot cocoas and cuddle with your boyfriend on the couch. Maybe turn on a show, or just ramble with Soonyoung.
But he seemed to have other plans. His eyes drooped, his breathing steadied and his hold on your body began to loosen. Was he falling asleep on you? Standing up?
âSoonie.â You prodded his head with a finger, praying that he was at least seventy per cent awake so you wouldnât have to carry his heavy form to the bedroom. Soonyoung stirred, mumbling an incoherent âHold still,â before smushing his face into the crook of your neck.
Warmth bloomed like a flower in your chest, settling right where your heart was situated. Heat travelled up to your cheeks, staining your skin a faint red.
Stumbling over your words, even though this had happened a hundred times before, you said tenderly, âSoonyoung, youâ I canâtâ Ugh ⊠Whatever.â You gave up, sighing with a light shake of your head, but there was a smile on your lips. Soonyoung must have heard the fondness in your voice, because he pressed his face further into your neck.
You finished up the hot drinks with your boyfriend clinging to your body. Surprisingly, when you attempted to move the two of you to the living room, he obliged and followed your footsteps.
Fast forward to twenty minutes later, your legs were tangled with Soonyoungâs, bodies close enough to hear each otherâs heartbeat. Your hot cocoas were left on the glass coffee table right in front of the couch, the steaming mug already halfway to emptiness.
âBabe?â you heard him mutter out beside you. With a snuggle closer to him, you acknowledged his call. âI can see a forever with you.â
The sentence caught you off guard, but you didnât shift from your position. You replied the only way you knew how. âMe too, Soonie. But why so suddenly?â
He hummed in response, thinking about his answer. He didnât know. He just said whatever was in his head.
âI thought about doing this every year with you,â he said with a smile that you could feel against your hair, âand then I thought: Hey, that doesnât seem too bad at all. Iâd love doing this with you every year. Hell, even every day.â
You couldnât help but laugh softly at his confession.
You turned in his embrace, staring up at him with adoration in your eyes. He smiled at you, and that feeling of warmth bloomed once again.
âMaybe propose to me first,â you suggested in lightheartedness, almost combusting at the expression on Soonyoungâs face. He hadnât expected that, but his reply said otherwise.
âDonât worry, Iâve been planning that since I met you.â
You were about to counter him with an accusation of weirdness, but he shut you up with a sweet kiss on your lips. You melted into him, unable to help the smile that spread across your lips.
Caught in each otherâs love and affection, the two of you missed the fireworks that set off outside your window. But no matter â youâll have plenty more to witness in the future.
hoshi will kiss you if you reblog à° ââżâ à°
fluff, established relationship, clingy!soonyoung, soonyoung is so cuddly I want to squish him, one swear, talks about marriage, 0.8k words
this is my gift to @wabatle as part of the carat secret santa exchange! itâs rather late but things have been so busy recently đ anywho, happy new year to everyone! and to emi, I hope we can get closer âșïž
This yearâs plan had been a little different compared to previous ones. For starters, your outgoing introvert boyfriend was cramming all his end-of-year meet-ups into the few days preceding New Yearâs. He wanted to spend New Yearâs Eve all alone with you.
But even then, your day was spent huddled up in your shared apartment, atmosphere less lively than usual. Alexa was taking a well deserved break from blasting songs all day, save for the occasional dim of lights.
Soonyoung would normally be bitching and groaning at the lack of enthusiasm for the new year, but this time, he was perfectly content with spending it lowkey â so long as he got to spend it with you.
He climbed out of bed slowly, lifting the covers off of his slender body before setting his feet down on the floor. With little energy, he exited the bedroom, blindly following the faint sounds of your kitchen shenanigans.
When he arrived at the doorway, his eyes landed on your form, moving about the kitchen with mugs and spoons in your hand. His line of sight shifted to the container sitting on the island: Super Good Hot Chocolate (SAVE FOR SPECIAL DAYS!)
He chuckled at the memory of you scribbling down those words in marker. The mix wasnât even that expensive.
Your serene bubble seemed to be disturbed at his low laugh. You spinned in the spot, staring at him like a deer in headlights. He was going to laugh aloud, but all he did was give a bright smile that turned his eyes into crescents.
Your tense form relaxed at the relief that he wasnât an intruder. Turning your attention back to your little project, you mumbled, âScared the shit out of me ⊠Thought I was gonna have to sacrifice my hot cocoa âŠâ
Soonyoung took light steps towards you, wrapping his muscular arms around your torso and resting his chin on your shoulder. âHmm? What was that?â he all but hummed, finding comfort in the warmth you radiated.
Shaking your head, you dismissed his question and focused on making your drinks.
You had a foolproof plan in your head: finish up the sure to be delicious hot cocoas and cuddle with your boyfriend on the couch. Maybe turn on a show, or just ramble with Soonyoung.
But he seemed to have other plans. His eyes drooped, his breathing steadied and his hold on your body began to loosen. Was he falling asleep on you? Standing up?
âSoonie.â You prodded his head with a finger, praying that he was at least seventy per cent awake so you wouldnât have to carry his heavy form to the bedroom. Soonyoung stirred, mumbling an incoherent âHold still,â before smushing his face into the crook of your neck.
Warmth bloomed like a flower in your chest, settling right where your heart was situated. Heat travelled up to your cheeks, staining your skin a faint red.
Stumbling over your words, even though this had happened a hundred times before, you said tenderly, âSoonyoung, youâ I canâtâ Ugh ⊠Whatever.â You gave up, sighing with a light shake of your head, but there was a smile on your lips. Soonyoung must have heard the fondness in your voice, because he pressed his face further into your neck.
You finished up the hot drinks with your boyfriend clinging to your body. Surprisingly, when you attempted to move the two of you to the living room, he obliged and followed your footsteps.
Fast forward to twenty minutes later, your legs were tangled with Soonyoungâs, bodies close enough to hear each otherâs heartbeat. Your hot cocoas were left on the glass coffee table right in front of the couch, the steaming mug already halfway to emptiness.
âBabe?â you heard him mutter out beside you. With a snuggle closer to him, you acknowledged his call. âI can see a forever with you.â
The sentence caught you off guard, but you didnât shift from your position. You replied the only way you knew how. âMe too, Soonie. But why so suddenly?â
He hummed in response, thinking about his answer. He didnât know. He just said whatever was in his head.
âI thought about doing this every year with you,â he said with a smile that you could feel against your hair, âand then I thought: Hey, that doesnât seem too bad at all. Iâd love doing this with you every year. Hell, even every day.â
You couldnât help but laugh softly at his confession.
You turned in his embrace, staring up at him with adoration in your eyes. He smiled at you, and that feeling of warmth bloomed once again.
âMaybe propose to me first,â you suggested in lightheartedness, almost combusting at the expression on Soonyoungâs face. He hadnât expected that, but his reply said otherwise.
âDonât worry, Iâve been planning that since I met you.â
You were about to counter him with an accusation of weirdness, but he shut you up with a sweet kiss on your lips. You melted into him, unable to help the smile that spread across your lips.
Caught in each otherâs love and affection, the two of you missed the fireworks that set off outside your window. But no matter â youâll have plenty more to witness in the future.
hoshi will kiss you if you reblog à° ââżâ à°
yet another year on tumblr and Iâm grateful to all my moots and followers for being here with me ⥠my new yearâs resolution is to be as active as I can and be able to create my first legitimate tumblr recap hehe đ
happy new year everyone! wishing all of you a wonderful and blessed 2025 đ