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HIDE THE SCISSORS! I DON’T WANT ANYONE CUTTING MY MAN’S HAIR | Myung Jaehyun

pairings — boynextdoor’s jaehyun x reader

genre. rom-com, slice of life warnings. reader is dramatic & can also be seen as controlling wc. 780

note — requested by this anon!! love love love dramatic readers i swear. writing them is just chef’s kiss

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YOU KNOW SOMETHING is wrong the moment Myung Jaehyun says, “Babe.”

Not “hey”. Not “come here”.

Just “babe”, careful and suspicious, like he’s testing the structural integrity of the situation.

You don’t look up from where you’re sprawled dramatically across the couch. “If this is about what I think it is, don’t.”

is that true? | han taesan

Pairing : bestfriend! taesan x reader (ft. sunghoon)

Synopsis : Taesan wouldn’t say he’s the jealous type. He prides himself on handling every situation thrown his way with complete calm. He can handle just about anything. Except this. ‘This’ being you fawning over some random guy named Sunghoon. Tall, suspiciously pale, with an even more suspicious canine smile. Taesan is not jealous. He is simply concerned. There is a difference. There is definitely a difference. He swears he’s usually more put together than this. So why does his cool exterior crack a little more every time you so much as glance at this annoyingly gorgeous specimen?!

Word count : 3.2k

Genre : fluff, comedy, romance (ooh-la-la)

Warnings : nickname for taesan used occasionally (sannie).

You’ve been awfully distracted lately, and Taesan doesn’t like that. Not one bit, actually. You don’t laugh as hard when he does something silly, you’re always looking elsewhere when he’s trying to tell you something, you don’t even punch him on autopilot anymore when he pulls a prank on you!

And worst of all, you’ve been batting your lashes at this tall, broody looking guy called Sunghoon.

Looking Sunghoon over from across the classroom, Taesan gives an exaggerated roll of his eyes.

He’s not even that attractive.

Taesan scoffs, sitting up just a tad straighter and widening his shoulders subconsciously.

He’s totally better looking than him.

He watches as Sunghoon nears him, walks right past, and goes to ask you a question. He frowns.

You politely smile, giggle a bit and tuck your hair behind your ear.

You. Tucking your hair. Behind your ear.

It’s like witnessing the birth of an alien.

Taesan grimaces, unable to even blink as he watches the scene before him. You join his side a few minutes after, smile still lingering from your short conversation with the vampire-looking guy.

“Ew,” he says for no apparent reason. “Stop acting all cute, it’s weird.”

“You think I’m cute?” You spin to face him. Your movement being so unexpected that it startles him off his seat a little.

Clearing his throat, he slowly recuperates his calm composure.

“I never said that,” he says plainly, with little projection.

You purse your lips at him, a dangerous tease lingers on the crease of corner your eyes.

For the past few days, you’ve been sneakily inserting Sunghoon’s name into almost every conversation, as if Taesan wouldn’t notice.

At first, he thought it’d be a passing joke. Maybe you were purposefully trying to annoy him by talking his ear off, the way you sometimes did when you were bored and he was the easiest target to torture. He’d plainly nod and sigh every time you brought him up.

But a good couple of days have passed now, and something deep inside Taesan’s gut has quietly curdled into an ugly, green feeling.

“What? Don’t tell me you have a crush on him or something…”

You’re both having lunch out on the field today. The weather has started to grow warm and the sun makes it perfect to linger near the bleachers.

You go very still. Eyes wide, cheeks gaining heat like an old stove at his sudden accusation.

You were just telling him how you were one hundred percent sure Sunghoon looked at you during chemistry today. (Totally not in a delusional way, of course…)

Swallowing harshly, you look down at the sandwich in your hands, gripping its edges for dear life.

“Pfft! Whaaaat, no way! Why would you even—”

“You’re dunking your sandwich in your tea.”

You slowly look down to find that you have, in fact, dunked your savoury sandwich into your flask filled with scalding sweet tea. You startle awake, rapidly pulling your arm back. The sandwich comes out soggy and dripping in hot, steaming liquid.

You stare at it like you’ve lost a loved one.

“And your face is red,” Taesan adds, in a thoroughly unimpressed tone.

“Okay! Okay, I got it.” You huff, getting up to bin your sad excuse of a sandwich.

Taesan, ever the annoying little brat that he is, waits patiently for you to come back so he can torment you further.

Plopping yourself back on the bench, you readjust your sitting position. Your fingers brush his accidentally. You don’t even notice, but his heart is already beating at twice the speed from the simple contact.

He clears his throat, acting like it doesn’t bother him.

Anyway, back to business.

You turn to look him dead in the eyes and cock your head to the side like a yakuza straight out of Tokyo. Sneering, you narrow your eyes at him.

“So what, if I like him. What are you going to do about it, Sannie?” You put on the most intimidating face you can muster, purposefully lowering your voice for that extra dramatised effect.

In a rather theatric manner, you begin to jut your jaw out like he owes you lunch money, and you’re sure he’s probably shivering from pure fright right now.

Taesan stares at you for a good minute…

Then, he shoves a sugared donut down your throat.

You never thought death by sugared donut was a realistic option until today.

Lurching forward, you cough harshly, trying to recover from the attempted murder just plotted against you. Once your coughing dies down, you smack him hard across the back of the head.

He nearly falls off the bench from the force.

Good on him.

“Ow!” he hisses, hand flying to massage the spot.

“You nearly killed me,” you say in a bored tone, reaching for your flask to pour out another cup of hot tea.

“At least then we would have been safe from your horrible taste in men,” he mumbles under his breath.

Your ear twitches.

You stop pouring.

“Han Taesan,” you say slowly. “Did you say something?” You turn to face him with your most venomously sweet smile.

He shudders, shaking his head vigorously and plastering a very careful grin.

After a quiet moment, he speaks.

“Why do you even like him?”

“He’s hot.”

“He’s mediocre at best.”

“Wouldn’t that be insulting yourself?”

He blinks at you.

“What do you mean?”

You give a low hum. “He kinda looks like you.”

Taesan twists his lips, giving you a complex look caught somewhere between satisfaction and genuine terror.

“So you’re saying I’m hot?”

“I’m saying he’s hot,” you correct, taking a prim sip of your tea with your pinky raised.

“But you said he looks like me.”

“Resembles.” You correct. “He resembles you,” you nod slowly.

“Isn’t that the same thing?”

“No.” You tilt your head to think on it. “Actually, I don’t know. Is it?”

He shrugs, looking just as confused as you are.

You press on. “He’s just different, okay?”

“Different how? What’s he got that I don’t?”

You suck in a breath at his question. Watching him closely, you manage to see something sitting quietly behind his eyes. This time, you slow down before answering.

“Gosh, why are you so persistent today?”

He pulls his gaze away from yours, trying to look like he’s watching the football game going on across the field. But you catch it anyway, the tiniest evidence of a sulk pulling at the corner of his lips.

“I’m not persistent. I’m just curious.”

You look at him for a second, without saying anything.

A still minute passes. The muffled shouts from the boys on the field blur into the background as you focus solely on him.

The air between you hangs softly.

It barely gets to settle before the most egregiously loud stomach grumble decides to shatter it entirely.

Taesan jumps.

You freeze.

Ever so slowly, he turns to you with eyes as wide as saucers.

“What was that?”

You blink at him, the picture of innocence.

“What do you mean?”

He stares at you in disbelief.

“Was that you?”

Silence.

“Must’ve been the wind,”

He breaks. Laughter spills out of him as he tries to muffle it behind his sleeve, shoulders shaking with the effort.

You quietly watch as his eyes crinkle into little stars in a matter of seconds.

“Are you hungry?” He tries to keep himself together, biting his lips to keep the remainder of the laugh at bay, but he’s doing an awful job at it.

You scoff.

“What do you think?”

He gives half a smile.

“I expected this to happen,” he starts, already rummaging through his bag. He pulls out a clear bowl of homemade goods and holds it out.

“So I came prepared.”

“No,” you take the bowl from him, fingers grazing lightly against his and lingering there a little too long for it to be unintentional. “You just don’t like what your grandma made you today.”

He shrugs, leaning back onto the comfort of the bench.

“Same difference. It all ends up in your stomach anyway.”

“Hey!”

He cheeses at your distress. You signal a knife to your throat.

The bell rings and you try to squeeze as much food as humanly possible into your cheeks before standing up.

By the time you and Taesan are back in class, you’re nearly finished with the bowl, cheeks still stuffed. Taesan, who’s now sitting beside you, prods one of them gently.

“You look like a chipmunk.” He says lightly.

You say something back but it comes out so utterly obscured by the food in your mouth that it sounds more like a cry for help.

The classroom buzzes in low ooh’s and ahh’s. You glance up to gage the commotion.

Porcelain skin. Black framed glasses. A nose you could probably go skiing on.

Sunghoon walks in with little interest in his surroundings, drops into the empty seat on your other side, flips open his notebook, and immediately fishes out his phone to doom scroll as the teacher hasn’t arrived yet.

You blink.

Taesan blinks.

Sunghoon blinks, though he has absolutely no idea about the silent battle he just stumbled into.

Taesan cracks his neck to the side.

Your classmates start whispering, and your skin prickles with the sensation of being watched by so many people.

“Since when does he sit here?” Taesan asks hollowly, loud enough for anyone within a 3 mile radius to hear, pointedly refusing to acknowledge Sunghoon directly.

The pale boy beside you pauses his scrolling and looks up in genuine confusion. His dark eyes land on a pair of stubborn brown ones staring him down like he personally persecuted him in a past life.

He has no idea why, but he answers him anyway.

“We don’t have a seating plan for this class.”

You let out a forced laugh, awkwardly patting Taesan’s shoulder with unnecessary strength, to get him to stop his antics.

“Yup! That’s right, no seating plan, haha! Isn’t that great?!”

Sunghoon’s eyes shift to you. Your breath catches.

“I guess?” he says, mild bewilderment still written across his face.

You nearly melt in your seat.

“You know what else is great?” Taesan’s voice chimes in and you can already tell that whatever he’s about to say is practically designed to come off as a backhanded insult.

“How good it sounds when you’re not talk—”

You slap your hand over his mouth.

With your other hand you grab the back of his neck, pulling your face close to his.

His eyes grow wide as you drop your voice to barely above a whisper.

“Behave, Sannie. Behave.”

In the next second, you’re back to facing Sunghoon like nothing happened.

Taesan is left with his heart nearly tumbling out of his chest at your bold conduct. A faint dust of pink paints the tip of his ears.

Sunghoon, who went back to scrolling the moment you looked away, remains completely unaware.

You tsk at him quietly.

“See? He doesn’t even pay you half the attention I do.”

Soft. Airy. Right beside your ear.

You whip around. A fast-growing flush scatters across your face as you press your fist against your chest.

“You scared me!” Puffing out your cheeks, you exhale slowly, trying to hide the flustered look behind a scowl that isn’t quite convincing.

Taesan, who seems just as caught off guard by your reaction, goes very still.

His eyes move slowly across your face, like he’s trying to calculate your expression. Once it clicks, he files it straight away.

Then, he smirks. He reaches over and flicks your forehead with barely any force at all.

He gets it now.

You bring your hands to cup your cheeks.

They’re warm.

Dang it.

Did he notice?

The teacher walks in and you sink into your seat with a quiet sigh.

“You don’t actually expect me to believe you like him, right?” he says, as you’re walking home together.

You don’t bother to look at him when you respond.

“Your jealousy knows no bounds, Han Taesan.”

“Your pranks know no bounds either.”

Your steps slow to a stop.

It takes a few more strides for him to realise you’re no longer beside him. The absence of you is immediate and obvious. His hand twitches. His side feels cold.

He doesn’t like that.

He turns.

“How did you…”

“How did I know?” he finishes for you.

You can only nod.

“Something was off about the whole thing. It was too sudden, and every time I asked you for a reason as to why you liked him you just said he was hot.” He gives you a flat look.

“And besides.” He takes a step closer.

“You can’t out-do the doer.” Another step.

“Admit it.” He’s close now, smirking easily. “The person you actually like isn’t Sunghoon, is it?”

Even saying his name out loud sat bitter on his tongue.

The two of you are near enough that your noses are centimetres apart, eyes searching each other’s as you both smirk.

You take the smallest step forward. Unyielding.

“I’ll admit it,” you say simply.

Taesan’s smile grows.

“Only if you admit that you like me first.”

His smile freezes.

He blinks at you, confidence visibly cracking at the edges as the realisation of how well you know him settles in.

He takes a step back. Tries to hide the colour rushing to his face behind the cuff of his sleeve.

You step forward. Not letting him escape.

“Oho! Not so brave now, are we?”

“M-me? Have a crush on you? What—”

“Sannie. It’s been kind of obvious for a while.”

Something in him twitches. The panic softens into something quieter, something almost fragile. But he’s still mildly mortified when he asks.

“It has?”

You nod.

“It has.”

“I thought I was doing great, though?”

“What, acting all nonchalant and mysterious while being very obviously jealous at the smallest interaction between me and Hoon?”

“Don’t call him that.”

“See?”

He stares at you in pure offence.

You scrunch your nose at him, fond and teasing all at once. “I find it kind of cute, actually.”

He short-circuits.

“Wait, don’t call me cu—”

You snort, leaning in closer with a soft, doting look on your face. A single gust of wind would be all it took for your lips to meet his.

“I was waiting for you to just say it outright, dummy.” You smile at him. He gulps.

He isn’t usually like this, all flustered and caught off guard. He’s only ever that way when it comes to you. The familiar push and pull that’s been ruling over him ever since he met you.

“So you really don’t like Sunghoon?” Comes his voice. Serious, a little lower than usual, just to make sure. And the sincerity in his plea for confirmation makes you pause before you toss your head back with a boisterous laugh.

“No! Of course not,” you chuckle, pressing your hand over your mouth at his reaction.

“Although he is Earth shatteringly handsome.”

He makes it a mission to ignore any other unnecessary comments you manage to muster.

“And you like me back?” He’s looking right into your eyes, head tipped downwards in focus.

“I like you back, obviously.” You spread your arms theatrically wide. “This much.”

He breathes out slowly, releasing something he didn’t even know he was holding.

“So these past few days I was nervous for nothing,” he says more-so to himself.

Then his eyes slide to you, and whatever softness was there sharpens into something dangerously playful.

“Oh, you’re so going to pay for that.”

Your smile drops.

“W-wait, what? It was a harmless prank, with a good cause!”

You step back. He steps forward. His strides are longer than yours.

Your back meets the bark of a tree. You freeze.

He’s close. Too close. The look in his eyes is unreadable in the best and worst way and you can smell his signature cologne from the collar of his shirt.

You swallow harshly, lips trembling.

“Sannie?”

He doesn’t answer.

His arms come up on either side of you, caging you in as he lowers his face toward yours. Slowly. Far too slowly.

Oh!

OKAY—

You close your eyes, feeling his warmth close the remaining distance between you. His lips are barely hovering over yours and you fully expect to fall into a kiss that would jumble your entire brain chemistry—

He pulls away.

For a second, you don’t move. Then your eyes open at the lack of contact.

…

You’re going to kill him.

Today.

You stare at the stupid, satisfied smirk tugging at his lips.

He’s already backing off, hands lazily tucked into his trouser pockets, trying to act all cool and au naturel.

“Told you you’d pay for it.” A low laugh slips out before he can stop it.

You practically launch yourself off the tree and go for him.

You miss. Of course you miss.

He bolts, laughter still trailing behind him.

“Hey! Come back here right now!”

You chase after him, embarrassingly fatigued after about ten seconds. He is far more athletic than you. You resent everything about that.

“I’ll catch you,” you huff.

Your run slows to a jog. Your jog slows to a walk.

“And when I do—” you wheeze, unable to finish the threat hanging at the end of your tongue. You crouch, hands braced on your knees. “Ugh. Whatever!”

A moment passes before you hear footsteps slow beside you.

You squint up against the sun, looking like an old granny, trying to make out the figure standing over you.

Stepping forward to block the sun rays from your eyes, Taesan’s face comes into view.

You frown at him, throwing a weak punch his way. He catches it in his large hands without trying.

Chuckling quietly, he reaches for your other hand, helping you to stand to your full height.

When you’ve mostly recovered, he looks at you. Observing the flush on your cheeks, the sweat gripping at your temple, the way your eyes are still trained on him with all that familiar warmth even though you’re busy trying to shoot lasers through his face.

He huffs softly. A small, fond smile.

“You’re so weird.”

You open your mouth to protest.

But you find his lips on yours instead.

No warning. No build up. Just him. You instinctively start to lean closer. You can feel one of his hands reach for your waist, the other moving to hold you steady— a sly measure to keep you from pulling away. Selfish. Cheeky.

You don’t even remember what you were going to say. The only thing on your mind being the feeling of his lips on yours. You can feel the shape of his smile against them.

You don’t want to pull away.

You really, truly do not want to….

His hand moves to cup your face and you think, very genuinely, that you might risk your life just to stay here in this moment. Just a little longer—

—But if you don’t get air in the next two seconds you are going to pass out and cease to exist.

Not to be dramatic or anything.

With the greatest reluctance you’ve felt in a while, you break away, gasping cartoonishly, pressing a hand to his chest.

“Oh man!” A cough. “I forgot I literally just ran before this.” You slap his arm half playfully and half seriously. Your nostrils flare as you inhale deeply, still trying to catch your breath.

“Are you actually trying to kill me or what? This is the second attempt today!” You point at him accusingly.

Taesan stares at you. He opens his mouth. Closes it. He looks at you for an extended moment.

Eventually, he tips his head back and looks up at the sky, wondering how he fell for such an idiot.

He sighs.

“I want a refund.”

“EXCUSE ME?!”

He barely gets out of the way of a flying kick.

The evening sky fills with your relentless shouted threats and his unceasing annoyingly gorgeous laughter. Perfect chaos. That’s what the two of you are.

And you wouldn’t change it for the world.

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　ᅠ ✿　ᅠ NOT THAT I CARE OR ANYTHING　　────　ᅠ ( han taesan )

𝓹recis ⠀ : ⠀your ex, seemingly sweet anton, spreads malicious rumours about you that could potentially ruin your entire academic weapon career, so you have to take desperate measures𑁋and that includes a fake-dating contract and the bane of your existence, han taesan.

　　　ᅠ 한태산 ⠀⠀◜◡◝ ⠀⠀𝒇 reader ⠀wc 13k ⠀ genre college au fluff angst if you squint one sided rivals to lovers academic weapon x campus crush ⠀ contains mentions of food vulgar words skinship pet names several ocs ⠀ note i’m sorry if this fic is.. all over the place a bit coz,, yea!! but this fic is highly.. self-indulgent.. heheh! and i originally wanted to make this more angsty but i’m already sad and single so, No! anyways, enjoy reading ^_^ ⠀ tagging @a-dream-bookmark ,@/k-labels , @k-nets , @k-films , @sgz-net

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“ALRIGHT. Let’s do it.”

As you gaze into Taesan’s determined eyes, the entire series of events flashes through your mind.

It was back in your first year of university—early winter, the day of the first snowfall. You were walking towards the three-floor library, the cold wind stinging your eyes. You rushed inside, grateful for the gush of artificial warm air that greeted you as soon as the doors closed behind you. The library was quite packed for some reason, and you could barely spot any empty seats.

You walked towards the edge of the library, a corner with the largest window of the level. There it was—one of the only empty seats in the entire library—but that seat was next to a boy, heavily occupied with his studies. Your pace slowed down as you hesitated. The boy had a focused blank look on his face, his headphones on, and several papers and notebooks were scattered on the table around him.

You felt like you wanted to just leave and go back to your room, but remembering how cold it was outside, you decided against it.

After taking a deep breath, you approached him. With a shaky smile, you tapped the boy’s shoulder, muttering a silent prayer.

“Excuse me,” you said as he lowered his headphones to his neck. “May I sit here? I-I mean, if it’s cool with you..”

He simply nodded. “Sure.”

You had sat down next to the mysterious boy for the entire day, not knowing that, in the present, he would be the bane of your existence.

Is he VIRAL? - Boys next door's tracklist | 보이넥스도어 H.DM (TS)

— Boys next door's tracklist (series)

Track 4: VIRAL — Childhood friend!Taesan x reader

In Summary Boys tease because they like you’ - You scoffed. - That's why they are just 'boys', immature and annoying. Bullies are just mean people. No exceptions. - Especially the immature boy named Taesan, who never gets tired of teasing you. Even if he ends up crawling and hugging his knees in front of your house, he will-- Wait, what? Is he... crying??

Yearning!Taesan, Immature!Taesan, (cho-ding dongmin) + WC. 3.4K

If someone hired you to run a poll on "The Most Annoying Creature in the World," you would quickly jot down the name 'Han Taesan' from rank one to ten without a single doubt.

Adults or those innocent first-love theorists love to say, ‘If a boy teases you, it means he likes you’ — Hah, you let out a huge scoff in your mind at the cringe of that statement. Since knowing that guy from childhood through high school, you haven't seen him grow up with his age. He still acts like an annoying elementary school kid.

And his target every single time is 'you'.

COMFORT ME | kim leehan.

PAIRING: situationship!leehan x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS: kim leehan has always believed “situationship” was such a stupid word. however, all his attempts to ask you out or proclaim his feelings for you have ended in nothing but absolute, soul-crushing failure — that is, until you take matters into your own hands.

GENRE/CONTENTS: crack, humor, mini smau, fluff, a little suggestive (like 1%), slightly jealous and extremely chalant leehan + instigator reader, twilight mentioned, no plot just straight bs.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: once again could not come up with a name so i’m just naming it after the song i was listening to while writing this 😭😭 but THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 200!!!!! i know i’m not as active on here as i’d like to be but that WILL change trust me 😈 anyways enjoy some more stupidity brought to you by bigsuki 🫶🏼🫶🏼

BACK TO MASTERLIST.

The things we do for love - Myungjae

sypnosis: Your best friend loves soccer, and you love your best friend. So when he forces you to watch with him, you have no other choice.

pairings: bsf!JAEHYUN x READER

genre: fluff, comedy

warnings: romantic tension, cuddling, lgbtq+ joke (not offensive), crushes, Jaehyun physically forces reader to wear a jersey lol

w/c: 800+

A/N: First request!! This was so fun omg

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There were many things you hated: cockroaches, sweat, football, etc.

There were very few things you loved: cats, coffee, and your best friend of five years.

It just so happened that he was obsessed with the thing you hated.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: husband hcs ✧

. . ⇢ ˗ˏˋsummary proposal, wedding and husband w boynextdoor

. . ⇢ ˗ˏˋpairing nonidol!bnd x afab!reader

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋgenre fluff

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋwarnings marriage content, physical content, metions of arguments between couples, the reader can get pregntant, having children, mentions of sickness

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋnote why is haechani4ever writing abt boynextdoor lol? well, ive been writing abt nctdream for two years, and decided to write for other groups that i like. for my 7dream babes, this day ill be posting the nct dream version if i can. let me know if u like it. always thankful for all the suppor, love u

✦➼park sungho

✦- proposal

He would wait several years before proposing—probably four or a little more.

He always knew you were the one, but he wasn’t sure if you felt the same way.

He also wanted to test how stable their relationship was in the long run.

He’d do a lot of research before buying the ring—

the typical guy who looks through your social media posts, reviews on how comfortable they are, etc.

He also plans the whole proposal perfectly.

On that day, he isn’t really nervous—which is normal—because he’s confident you’ll say yes.

He’ll probably take you to either the restaurant where you had one of your first dates or your favorite spot.

He’ll ask the waiter for a table that’s secluded and quiet; he wants it to be intimate and private so you don’t feel any pressure.

You’ll be lingering at the table, chatting before dessert or waiting for the check.

He knows it’s the right moment.

His hand slides down his pants, into his pocket; his fingers move, searching for a velvety, cube-shaped object.

He places it between his legs, waiting for you to finish what you’re saying.

He smiles gently and sets the little box on the table.

“yn , I’ve been thinking about doing this ever since I kissed you for the first time. Would you do me the honor of marrying me and spending the rest of my life by your side?”

As he recites his words, you reach for the box and open it.

It’s the ring just as you dreamed it would be: delicate and subtle, yet it screams that you’re loved.

You say yes, and he gets so emotional

he can’t contain himself and comes over to kiss you.

✦- wedding

He likes to organize things, so he’s 100% involved in the process.

He wants something classic and elegant; he likes to play it safe.

He’ll probably suggest a place like a hotel or a garden.

It’s not really a big event, but it’s not so intimate that it would be considered a small wedding either.

Still, he avoids looking at things like your dress, hairstyle, etc. He’d like that to be a surprise.

But I can also see him suggesting a moment before the ceremony to see each other, to be together.

The vows are traditional, but still sweet.

That was probably his favorite moment: saying so many feelings out loud, coming from the depths of his heart, and despite everyone being there, just thinking that he’s confessing them to you.

They have a quiet first dance, and surely another one when all the guests have left—no music needed, just enjoying each other’s company.

As for the honeymoon, it would be peaceful.

I’d choose a place with a beach or a natural setting where they can relax.

✦- domestic life

They might not move in together right away when they get married; Sungho would suggest waiting until both of them are financially stable. If that happens before the wedding, they’ll probably already be living together by then.

It’s a comfortable and organized home.

The decor is likely minimalist to ensure both of you are happy.

He enjoys taking care of the house, so he usually does the cleaning.

He might also enjoy cooking for the two of you, especially when you come home tired.

He doesn’t overcomplicate the recipes he chooses; he always makes something healthy but quick and easy to cook.

You probably have a well-defined routine.

He might buy something like a chalkboard or a place to write down each of your schedules—not just for yourself, but for the other person too.

On weekends, especially Sundays, you don’t really do anything special.

He might make plans for the two of you at home, like watching a movie or catching up on a show you’re watching together.

But he also likes spending time on his own: you doing your thing and him doing his, while still enjoying each other’s company.

He likes that kind of intimacy, and it’s one of his favorite things about living together—continuing to have your own lives while still being there for each other.

✦- married life

Sweet nicknames—especially now that you spend so much time together in private—

his way of showing love is through acts of service.

He shows his love by taking care of you.

As I already explained, he enjoys taking care of the home, so doing chores for you—like folding your clothes or packing your lunch before work—isn’t a burden for him at all.

He’s the first one there when you’re sick or need something.

You can call him at any time of day; he’ll be wherever you say, ready to do whatever you ask

He’s just such a helpful husband

He plans dates often; he likes being at home with you, but he enjoys going out just as much.

As for arguments—if they ever come up—he always acts very mature and firm.

You’d never sleep apart; he always makes sure to resolve whatever caused the disagreement by the end of the day

It’s also because he can’t sleep well if he’s worried about upsetting you—he just knows there’s something left unresolved

He’s not really very jealous; he’s just protective

He doesn’t like it when people stare at you in a creepy way on the street or treat you badly, but if they show interest in you, it doesn’t bother him—he understands them perfectly!

He never forgets an anniversary, and he listens to every word you say

✦- family life

They talked about it for a long time, but they just didn't feel ready to be parents.

Maybe they'd adopt a pet first to see how they do at taking care of a living creature.

It turns out they’re pretty good at it. We shouldn’t compare taking care of a pet to taking care of a baby, but it does make them feel a little more ready to take the plunge.

During the pregnancy, he won’t let you lift a finger—he takes care of everything and insists on it.

He’s a great dad.

He handles any situation that comes up, and the baby stops crying as soon as he’s in his arms.

It seems like he transmits this calmness to the baby.

Or maybe the baby is just a daddy’s little boy or girl.

He’s content with two children; he likes the idea that his little ones can play together.

He’s very protective—always—and sometimes you have to rein him in a bit.

But he just can’t help worrying!

His children are simply the apple of his eye, and he loves knowing that he shares them with you.

You make a great team—not just as a couple, but as a family.

✦➼lee sanghyuk

✦- proposal

Another guy who’s been waiting quite a while—

maybe at least two years

He’ll choose a simple but meaningful ring

He’ll probably take you somewhere very private, just the two of you

Maybe one of those Pinterest-style proposals in a natural setting

The excuse was a walk to unwind; they’d both had a hectic week

He lets you walk a few steps ahead until you notice he’s not there

You realize you’re talking to yourself, turn around, and there he is, standing there

At first you think he’s lagging behind to look at something or tie his shoelaces—especially when he bends down

You walk over, incredulous

but he’s not reaching for his shoes—he’s reaching into his pockets: that’s when you know

“Can I be your husband, yn?”

The way he says it—so tender, as if asking you for a favor. You can’t help but melt right there on the spot

and, of course, accept his proposal

✦- wedding

Surely, just like in your proposal, he’d prefer something intimate.

If it were up to him, it would just be the two of you.

Even so, on the day of the ceremony, it feels like it’s just the two of you.

Just a few guests: family and your closest friends.

Also, a simple ceremony, without too many frills.

But I can see him hiring one of those live painters to create a beautiful memento of the moment.

He’d choose a very simple setting—a garden or a forest.

Simple vows and rings.

I can picture him having just one large table for all the guests, set up to feel as intimate as possible.

His favorite moment would definitely be when it’s all over and you can be together.

You’ll probably have a lovely conversation about how you can’t believe you got married.

For your honeymoon, you’d go somewhere quiet and secluded.

✦- domestic life

You move into a cozy apartment in a neighborhood that’s not too busy, but not too far from downtown either.

The place is decorated in a warm style.

You’re probably the type who would never turn on the overhead light—instead, you have lots of small light sources scattered around the place.

You enjoy spending time in the kitchen, so you often offer to cook dinner if you’re busy.

If that’s not the case, you like to cook together.

He does little favors every day that help keep things tidy: washing his cup right after using it, not leaving shampoo on the shower floor, arranging the bed pillows, picking up clothes off the floor.

He’s also very organized with his own things.

If you have a double sink, his side will always be spotless.

I really don’t know how he does it.

He enjoys silence; his apartment is quiet and invites you not to disturb that stillness, but he likes to be silent with you.

Their favorite part of the day is lying in bed together, being quiet, and trying to fall asleep.

Lazy Sunday mornings, barely getting out of bed, watching movies, and ordering food at night. It makes Mondays feel a little easier to handle.

✦- married life

He doesn't use many nicknames; he usually calls you by your name.

His way of showing love is through acts of service: removing your makeup when you're tired, drying your hair, helping you with pending tasks

But I also see it in light physical contact—

holding hands while watching TV, kisses on the cheeks and nose, stroking your hair or tucking it behind your ear

Simple dates—they almost always go to the same places}

He avoids arguments; as soon as he senses a disagreement is escalating, he invites you to sit down and work it out calmly

And if an argument does happen, it usually upsets him a lot

He isn’t really jealous; he trusts you completely

He understands that people might approach you with different intentions, but he knows you’ll reject them}

He only has eyes for you, and he has no doubt that you feel the same way

Simple anniversaries, like having his favorite things for breakfast and spending the day together

Or even going on a day trip together

When you get sick, he does everything for you, and if you’re really feeling terrible, he doesn’t hesitate to call in sick to work and stay with you to take care of you

He also always waits for you to fall asleep before he does

✦- family life

He wants to wait a few years; he wants to enjoy married life just the two of you for a while before becoming parents.

He’ll probably want just one or two children.

He finds it hard to talk to you about it—he doesn’t know why, maybe because he never feels ready enough.

But you start trying anyway.

When you tell him, he’s really emotional.

He cries with joy and can’t stop hugging you.

An extremely caring and attentive husband throughout the pregnancy.

When the baby is finally born, he can’t believe he could ever be happier by your side—but somehow he is.

He can never decide whether he was happier on the day he married you or when you had children.

A very patient father, he tries everything to please his child.

He gets very nervous when the baby won’t stop crying and he doesn’t know what the baby wants.

He doesn’t mind waking up at night to take care of the baby.

As his children grow up, he just wants them to have the most peaceful childhood possible.

✦➼myung jaehyun

✦- proposal

Wait until you're both financially and emotionally stable—but not too stable.

I can tell he lets his feelings guide him quite a bit, and those feelings are pretty strong, so maybe in two and a half years you'll have him down on one knee.

He’ll go for something intimate, but spontaneous and romantic at the same time.

Maybe he’ll take you on a picnic to a quiet spot, like a normal date.

Maybe he’ll wait until sunset, or your favorite time of day, to propose.

It’s a long and sincere speech, full of emotion.

He probably had something rehearsed, but in the heat of the moment, it all went out the window, and he said whatever came from his heart.

“Dear YN, we’ve already shared so much. I love you with all the complexity and depth of my heart for who you are as a person. I can’t wait to take the next step—to be more than we already are. I want to be the husband and the person you deserve by your side. Would you do me the honor?”

As soon as you say “yes”—with tears welling up as the words left his mouth—he rushes toward you, without waiting to put the ring on your finger, and kisses you

✦- wedding

He’s very involved in the planning; he’s way more excited than you are.

He tells EVERYONE about your engagement.

A medium-sized wedding leaning toward the larger side, with family and friends.

More than luxury, he’s looking for warmth and celebrating the fact that you two are together.

He writes very long and personal vows; he has a natural way with words when it comes to romance.

As soon as he sees you walking down the aisle, he can’t help but get emotional, but he completely breaks down when you say your vows.

He swears his favorite moment was seeing you walk toward him in that dress while he waited for you.

He simply can’t believe he’s marrying someone like you.

You have a really fun first dance, with lots of twirls and some pretty upbeat music.

I can see him choosing an active honeymoon.

Maybe they won’t choose just one specific place, but rather a tour.

A place like Japan comes to mind, with a variety of landscapes, from the city to a quieter spot.

Or maybe visiting several European cities like Madrid, Paris, Vienna, and London.

I think they’d be the kind of person who enjoys traveling and seeing the world.

✦- domestic life

They’ll move in very soon—maybe by the time they get engaged, or even sooner.

They’ll get a spacious apartment

with cozy decor, full of photos and lovely mementos.

He has no problem dividing up the chores

He feels satisfied when he finishes a task

He’s very capable: he can do everything from ironing to fixing the plumbing

Like I said, he has no problem—whatever you ask him to do, he’ll do it

He cooks when he feels like it, or when you can’t

It’s not that he’s bad at it; he just prefers to do other things

He always plays music at home

I can picture him reenacting those movie scenes where the characters crank up the music really loud and dance

The neighbors definitely hate you—the two of you tend to be noisy *wink wink*

He talks constantly about anything and everything.

He just takes advantage of the fact that he lives with someone who loves him and will listen to him.

Sundays with brunch and spontaneous outings to discover new places.

Life with him is just so much fun.

✦- married life

Lots of sweet nicknames—he’s always testing his creativity and your patience

His love language is words of affirmation and physical touch

He’s just so affectionate

Not a day goes by without him telling you he loves you at least three times: when he wakes up (because you’re better than any dream he was having), when he gets home from work (because it makes him happy to come home tired and find you there), and before bed (because every day he spends by your side makes him happier)

spontaneous dates, like seeing something and getting the urge to do it

he doesn’t need much planning

when it comes to arguments, Jaehyun is a straightforward guy: as soon as he senses a problem, he talks it out

he’s playfully jealous

He teases you when someone shows interest in you, just messing with you

But he can’t really pretend to be upset about it—he trusts you more than anyone else

And since he’s so affectionate in public, everyone knows you two are a couple

He always plans gifts or sweet activities for anniversaries

If you get sick, he doesn’t leave your side; he stays with you in bed without fear of catching it, just to keep you company and help you

He sleeps completely wrapped up in your arms, and at night you can’t even go to the bathroom without waking him up

He notices your absence very easily; he feels like something essential is missing

✦- family life

He wants to enjoy a few years of marriage, but he’s ready whenever you are.

I see him as someone who’s always wanted kids.

He’s been thinking about it ever since they walked down the aisle.

He doesn’t hesitate to bring up the subject just a few months into the relationship; he wants to know where you want to go with him.

Then, he brings it up again a little before your first wedding anniversary.

Two or three kids.

When you tell him you’re pregnant, at first he starts jumping up and down with excitement, then he sits down and starts crying.

I’m sorry, but Myungjae gives off major stay-at-home dad vibes.

I can picture him caring for his baby with the utmost tenderness.

He’s a typical first-time dad.

He’s really fun—the kind who plays with his kids at whatever they ask, no matter how physically demanding it is.

He’s also very involved; there isn’t a single event involving his kids that he misses, and he’s always there to listen to them and help them.

He simply dreams of a warm home, full of life and laughter.

And he makes it happen.

✦➼han dongmin

✦- proposal

I wouldn't set a specific time frame for how long I'd wait before asking you; I'd just wait until I feel ready to take that step.

I'd look for a ring with a story behind it, or at least some kind of meaning.

I'd do it in a place that's symbolic for the two of you.

I'd take you on a date to the park where you had one of your first dates.

I'd try to go at a time when it's not too crowded, to make it as private as possible.

I’d take you to a bridge—the bridge where you shared your first kiss.

You’d be admiring the view of the pond, and he’d start to speak:

“I love you more than anything in the world, and I can’t wait to keep loving you for eternity. If you accept my proposal to share, from this moment on, the rest of our lives, I swear I’ll be the best husband you could ever wish for.”

He seems a little nervous, but you can tell these words are coming from the very depths of his being.

She’s silently moved, and you can see it in that genuine, innocent smile—the one you know and adore so well.

✦- wedding

He's very involved in the planning.

He wants an elegant or aesthetically pleasing wedding.

As for venues, it could be in a garden, a vineyard, or a historic and significant place like a museum.

Very elaborate vows—he spent a lot of time writing them, and you can tell he put a lot of effort into them.

Even though he’s not the best with words, he feels proud.

Your vows almost made him cry, but he tried to hold it together.

That was definitely his favorite moment of the entire ceremony.

He’ll opt for an intimate first dance.

In fact, I can see him skipping the first dance during the ceremony and doing it at the end—just the two of you.

I also think your wedding rings would be quite classic.

For your honeymoon, you’d probably go somewhere interesting, with a lot of cultural significance.

I think he’d like to go somewhere in South America or Southeast Asia.

✦- domestic life

A house with a library or a study

I think his home would have a very artistic decor: not just paintings, but lots of books, vinyl records, and unique decorative pieces

I see him as someone who’s really fun when it comes to decorating his home

He really respects your personal space—not just because he respects you, but because he needs it himself

He enjoys solitude as a source of peace and relaxation

He likes having moments where you pursue your hobbies and he pursues his

It would be a pretty musical home; there would always be soft music playing in the background during every conversation or moment of comfortable silence.

It’s a lovely way to make life feel a little like a movie.

A lot of time spent together in silence, perhaps with very light physical contact.

I think I’d cook occasionally; you’d probably take turns doing it.

On weekends, I’d like to read or listen to music together, or, if we’re in the mood, go for a walk.

✦- married life

Unique nicknames, maybe little inside jokes, or ways that only he calls you

His love language: quality time

Do whatever you want, but do it together

Just knowing that you’re there, close by, in the same room, gives him a feeling he can’t explain, but he loves it

He likes the idea that your routines mesh

One of his favorite moments is doing their nighttime routine together: getting out of the shower, doing their skincare while the other brushes their teeth, waiting for you in bed, and chatting a bit before falling asleep side by side

He’d give you meaningful gifts every now and then, like a dress you saw in a store window, or your favorite snack whenever he goes to the grocery store

He’ll choose dates with interesting activities

He likes to be constantly learning new things

Arguments are almost nonexistent in his marriage

He talks things through calmly

He hates arguing, especially with you.

He’s a bit jealous, but he’s very discreet.

He’s the type who watches the situation from a distance with his arms crossed and a subtle frown.

But he doesn’t like to show it or tell you, because sometimes he thinks jealousy is a weakness.

Anyway, you notice it because you know him

It makes you chuckle a little because you find it endearing, and you make it clear to him that he’ll never have to worry—you love him

✦- family life

He’d wait quite a while before considering having children together—it’s a huge responsibility.

Bring up the topic when you feel the time is right and you notice he’s interested in the idea.

One or two children.

Definitely a girl dad—plus, he’s already said he’d like to have a daughter.

Even though he’s been trying, he’s really surprised when he finds out.

He thinks about it a lot, but not out of worry—rather, out of reflection and joy.

A very creative father—the number one hater of iPads.

He’ll read all kinds of things to his kids; he doesn’t believe children should be treated like fools.

I can also see him taking them to various activities so they can find something they’re passionate about.

He’d like to raise curious and independent children.

✦➼kim donghyun

✦- proposal

He always knew he wanted to marry you; he was just waiting for a sign that you were ready, too.

In fact, I could consider an informal proposal—just talking about whether you two want to take the next step.

But Ek would still like to propose himself.

He’d choose a very delicate ring for you.

He’d probably do it by the sea, or at least in a natural setting.

It would all be very private; maybe he’d choose a place that holds special meaning for you.

“I know we’ve already talked about this, but I feel like I still had to say it: Would you like to share our future together? To grow, grow old, wither away, and die—all while continuing to love each other and enjoy each other’s company.”

He cries a little when you say yes, and you see it as he walks away after kissing you.

✦- wedding

He may not be very involved in planning the ceremony, but you still decide on several things together.

You opt for an intimate wedding, especially with your closest friends and some family members.

The venue will probably be a beach, but secretly she’d like to have it at an aquarium.

He writes very emotional and meaningful vows, which end up bringing tears to your eyes.

The first dance would be a slow dance, as if only the two of you existed in the whole world.

You’re in no rush—after all, you’re going to share the rest of your lives together, so you don’t mind taking your time with your first dance.

But still, your favorite part of the wedding was sharing that beautiful memory with the people you love.

Your honeymoon would take place at a peaceful and welcoming destination.

✦- domestic life

I picture you moving into a bright house, with large windows where the sunlight isn't shy about streaming in

lots of plants, and of course, an aquarium

the atmosphere is so peaceful—just walking through the front door can calm any emotions

The two of you divide up the chores however you think is fairest.

The only chore you don’t split is cooking.

If you’re both home, you can be sure you’ll cook together.

Long conversations—you just feel like you can share anything with him.

There’s always room for the other person’s voice.

Your home is a safe haven for both of you.

Sundays when you go out for a walk, laughing softly.

✦- married life

Very sweet, yet classic nicknames

His love language is definitely quality time

He’s a great listener

He could listen to you talk for hours, and he’s very grateful that you trust him to give you advice and support

He also finds most of his support in you

Low-key dates—he doesn’t like extravagant plans

But he’s willing to give it a try if it’s something you’re really interested in

He never raises his voice during an argument

Conflicts between you two don’t usually last long because you both have good problem-solving skills as a couple

The kind where if you start arguing, you’ve already worked it out within five minutes

He’s quite self-assured, so he doesn’t get very jealous

Simple but meaningful anniversaries

Just being married to you is a gift, so he doesn’t place too much importance on anniversaries

He’s very good at taking care of you when you’re sick; he always knows what to do

✦- family life

He plans to wait a couple of years before having children.

He’d like to have two children—no more, no less.

The topic comes up in conversation, and they discuss it together.

He’s very excited about becoming a father once they start trying to conceive.

When they succeed, he simply can’t contain his joy; he runs to hug you and lift you up.

He’s an extremely understanding father.

He never gets nervous in high-pressure situations.

He always seems to understand what’s going on with the baby—you really don’t know how he does it.

He’s the type who gets very emotional at graduations or birthdays because of how much his children have grown.

He’s also very helpful with them; they know they can count on their dad in any situation.

✦➼kim woonhak

✦- proposal

He doesn't really wait too long to propose to you; he doesn't believe that time determines whether someone is right for him.

When he knows, he knows.

He gets indecisive and asks for help choosing the ring.

He’d make a fun proposal.

Maybe he’d decorate a spot with candles or warm lights.

He’d take you there after a date, and then he’d ask you.

He gives an impromptu speech—he realizes in the moment that he can’t just get down on one knee and ask you.

That’s not enough for you.

“Would you grant me the honor of continuing to enjoy your company for the rest of my life? Of continuing to be each other’s biggest headache, while still loving one another? Because I love you more than anything in the universe, and I doubt I’ll ever feel this way about anyone else again.”

He can’t stop smiling when you say yes, unable to believe it.

“Seriously? You really want to marry me?” he asks, as if in shock.

✦- wedding

They're really excited about the planning.

They're doing it together.

They've decided on a big wedding, in a garden or a ballroom.

Very beautiful vows, with a few jokes slipped in to lighten the mood

A very tender first dance, both gazing into each other’s eyes, with a few laughs

They’ve never been happier or more in love

Both feel like they could stay in that moment forever

Still, their favorite part was the reception

The two of you had a wedding that was a lot of fun, yet also tender and warm.

The love between you two really shines through in the way you look at each other, the guests say—even from the farthest seats.

Modern rings, yet timeless as well.

An adventurous honeymoon—perhaps just like Jaehyun—with a variety of scenery and experiences.

✦- domestic life

They move relatively quickly.

A modern apartment, close to downtown.

The decor is comfortable and aesthetically simple, but with touches of color and fun.

He helps with everything; they don’t have a clear division of labor

They simply have a to-do list, and each does what they can

Very experimental cooking: he follows several online recipe sites and never misses a chance to try the most interesting ones

It doesn’t always turn out right

A home filled with music; they’re always listening to new artists

On their dates, they visit music stores and check out what catches their eye

I can picture him having a record collection on the living room wall

He’s always suggesting activities—he just never gets tired of living with you; he’s just so much fun

Sundays away from home—he likes to break out of the routine

Still, they end up in the late evening lying in bed, leaning against each other and stroking each other’s hair

✦- married life

A thousand nicknames: a different one every day

There are just so many—why settle for just a couple?

Their language of love is expressed through quality time and physical contact

He’s almost always very playful

Lots of dates: each one very different from the others

He loves trying everything with you; he’s quite the adventurous type

Always open to ideas

Arguments aren’t common, but sometimes the two of you clash

You always make up quickly—you just can’t stay mad at each other

He’s jealous in an innocent way; he rarely admits it

He loves you so much—he knows you’re amazing and beautiful—but he doesn’t understand why people approach you. Don’t they see you’re with him?

He celebrates every anniversary: first kiss, the day you met, the day you became a couple, your wedding day, your first date

If you’re not feeling well—whether you’re sick or in a bad mood—he always makes you laugh to cheer you up

He never falls asleep without giving you a hug first

But he ends up sprawled all over the bed as soon as he drifts off to sleep

✦- family life

I wouldn't wait too long; he wants to have kids while he's still relatively young.

He sees fatherhood as something really fun, but without downplaying the responsibility.

He might want two or three children.

He brings up the topic quickly, enthusiastically.

Still, you decide to wait a while and enjoy married life a bit.

When you find out you’re pregnant, you run to tell him.

He cries tears of joy.

He’s the type who talks to your belly a lot during the pregnancy.

He’s a tremendously fun dad.

His kids love him because he’s always right there with them in everything.

He’s willing to jump on the trampoline with them or do experiments with stuff from the kitchen.

No matter what his kids want to do, he’s always there to join them.

But that also helps him build a strong bond with them.

His kids tell him, “Don’t tell Mom, but…”

He always ends up telling you—they’re a team, and they both want what’s best for their little ones

You make up a very close-knit and adventurous family

[1:02 am | p. sungho]

a/n: i love this man so much someone kill me ☹️ it shouldn't have taken me this long to write for him....

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“Stay still, you know you need to take your medicine...”

You sighed, setting the small cup down when Sungho immediately rolled away from your hand, only to flop dramatically across your lap like a dead fish.

He usually wasn’t this difficult, but being sick clearly made him sulky.

“Bitter,” Sungho mumbled hoarsely, voice rough from the cold as he buried his face further against you. More than anything, he just wanted your warmth.

“It’s supposed to help,” you muttered, unable to hide the amused smile tugging at your lips.

You checked his forehead again before trying to sit him up properly. “And you’re burning up. That’s exactly why you need it.”

Sungho only frowned harder, stubbornly going limp in your hands.

“It’s cold too...”

You let out a quiet laugh at the pout on his face, fingers brushing his messy hair back gently. “If you keep acting like this, you’re gonna get me sick too.”

That earned absolutely no reaction.

You tried again to hand him the medicine, but he just turned away with a weak groan, practically melting back into the blankets.

After a long pause, you crossed your arms.

“Fine,” you said slowly. “Have it your way.”

“Hm?”

Sungho blinked up at you in confusion as you suddenly stood, grabbing the blanket.

Before he could process what you were doing, you rolled him onto his side and wrapped the blanket tightly around him.

“What’re you doing…-”

“You lost your rights.”

“Hey…-!”

He let out the most offended whine as you tucked the blanket firmly around him until his arms were trapped at his sides, wrapped up snugly like an oversized burrito. Only his head stuck out now, hair messy and pout even deeper than before.

You stepped back to admire your work and immediately burst into a laugh.

Sungho narrowed his eyes at you, though the corners of his lips twitched despite himself.

“You look cute.”

“You imprisoned me.”

“Mhm.” You nodded seriously before crouching back down beside him. “I’m keeping you like this until you learn to cooperate.”

“That’s evil.”

“It's caregiving.”

He huffed under his breath, wiggling uselessly beneath the blanket while you picked the medicine back up. This time, when you held it near his mouth, he finally complied with a dramatic sigh.

Still pouting, he opened his mouth and swallowed it, instantly cringing at the taste.

You smiled victoriously, wiping the corner of his mouth with your thumb. “So that’s all it took? Turning you into a warm little burrito?”

Sungho only stared at you with betrayal in his tired eyes, squirming under the blanket again in a way that looked more adorable than threatening. The sight made you laugh even harder.

“Don’t laugh,” he mumbled weakly. “I’ll get you back for this...”

“Oh? Big words for someone wrapped like sushi.”

He huffed, cheeks slightly flushed from the fever and embarrassment alike before leaning his head against your stomach.

“At least cuddle me if you’re gonna bully me…”

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