BTOB “S/O sits in their lap”
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Ask: May I request something about how BTOB would react when their girlfriend sits on their lap? Thank you!
A/N: Changed the request and made it gender neutral! For the rest
Eunkwang:
The sound of the piano being played completely filled your apartment when you entered your house. You adored it when Eunkwang played piano, he always looked so happy and it always filled your home with the sound of joy.
Seeing him sitting on the bench, you allowed your fingertips to danc eover the back of his neck, making him slam his fingertips down on the keys in surprise. “Oh you’re home.” He laughed, turning his head to look at you and you nodded. You dropped your things and placed yourself in his lap, something you didn’t often do, but you just wanted to feel a little closer to him. You had a hard day.
“Oh, what’s this?” Eunkwang asked, wrapping his arms around you tightly to make sure you didn’t fall. “Just a rough day.” You mumbled, nestling your face in his neck and your breath tickled his neck. Starting to laugh, he pulled his neck away from your face and kissed you quickly.
“It must’ve been a really hard day, you never sit in my lap like this. Not that I mind.”
Minhyuk:
The bar had grown quite packed over the last few minutes, any empty seat that was left over was now full and that included yours. You didn’t think your seat would get taken as you simply got up to go to the bathroom. But you were proved wrong when you returned, seeing all the seats in Minhyuk’s vicinity in use.
“You’re back.” He said, not having noticed how busy the place had got himself because of the conversation with your friends. He looked around and then simply patted his lap to tell you to sit there. “Are you sure about that?” You asked and he looked up at you with a dopey smile. “Yeah I’m sure.” He said again, patting his lap once more.
You sunk down onto his lap, your arm naturally wrapping around the back of his neck. Minhyuk’s arm wrapped around your waist, the other passing you your drink and the nestling his face into your neck.
“You always have a seat here.”
Changsub:
Changsub was just absolutely exhausted, feeling drained from a lot of hard work and schedules. He was completely beat, he just wanted a few hours at home with you. Some uninterupted time to relax and recharge because he was absolutely empty.
You could tell this when you came home, he looked so tired just sitting there on the couch. He was absolutely beat. You didn’t have to think twice before crawling into his lap and wrapping your arms around him. Changsub simply sunk into your touch, his arms slowly wrapping around you.
“I am absolutely empty.” He said softly, feeling your fingers card through his hair. “It’s okay. Just relax.” Your forehead pressed to his as you spoke and his fingers started tracing on your skin.
“I’m just glad I’m home, I’m glad you’re home. I just don’t want to function today anymore.”
Hyunsik:
You hadn’t seen him physically in a long time. But the military had given him a break and well he was waiting for you at home to surprise you. But during the wait he decided to work on some music, not quite having had the opportunity in a while.
So imagine your surprise when you come home and hear guitar being played. You knew it could only mean 1 thing, Hyunsik was home. You practially threw your things down and ran to the back room, where he always sat when he worked on music. He barely had the time to put his guitar down before you jumped into his arms and onto his lap. “You’re home!”
Hyunsik was a laughing mess, adjusting the way you sat in his lap before kissing your cheek, forehead, nose and anywhere else he could reach. “Surprise?” He said softly and you laughed, hugging him even tighter.
“I might have to take some more days off, you nearly injured me.”
Peniel/Donggeun:
Peniel either got quite confident around you, or shy, there was hardly an inbetween. He was just so hopelessly in love with you, his moods shifted and well now was one of those times. You had decided to visit him while they recorded the new album and the only seat that was free, was his lap.
Greeting the other’s, you made a b-line for him and sat down on his lap almost instantly. The action made him incredibly flustered, stuttering for a moment as you said hello. “Hi, what are you doing?” He stuttered out and you were taken aback.
“I assumed this seat was free.” You said, moving to get up because you thought he didn’t like it. Except his arms kept you in place, cuddling you into his chest a bit and ignoring the giggles from the other members. You smiled to yourself, finding it cute that you flustered him in front of the others.
“I didn’t mean that I didn’t like you sitting here.”
Ilhoon:
(i miss him okay, like a lot)
“It’s cold outside.” Ilhoon mumbled, pulling the blanket you had hanging over your couch. “It is.” You said, shooting him a look because of the tone he said his words in. They were suggesting something.
“It’s really cold outside...you should come over here and keep me warm.” He said, revealing his intentions and you started laughing. But who were you to say no? He lifted the blanket to let you snuggle up with him. You sat down in his lap and he pulled you close.
Snuggling his face into your neck, he kissed the skin gently and with a smile. You pulled the blankets up more and he moved his hands to hold your waist. “You weren’t kidding when you said you needed to be kept warm. Your hands are freezing.” You winced feeling his cold hands through your shirt. He started laughing, pulling his face away from your neck and kissing you quickly.
“Hold my hands then too, keep me warm.”
Sungjae:
(a toast to the boy i love most)
He had managed to fall asleep on the couch, with his head thrown back and his hands by his side. A true image of pure bliss as he slept, you were amazed that he wasn’t drooling. However seeing that his lap was free real estate, you couldn’t help yourself.
Seating yourself in his lap sideways, he didn’t wake up at the sudden pressure. “Sungjae, honey wake up.” You said, carefully lifting his head because you knew it must’ve been straining his neck. You were greated with a dopey smile and half closed eyes.
“When did you get here?” He asked, gesturing to his lap and making you laugh. Blinking, Sungjae tried waking himself up. His face still being cupped by your hands and he pouted his lips. It was a lazy attempt in asking for a kiss, but you were more than happy to oblige.
“I like waking up to you like this.”
A/N: I missed them and luckily got this done in time for their comeback today.













