hi honey<3 could i pls request a reaction w got7 where their gn partner asks them to be the big spoon for the first time bc they haven’t been feeling too good lately and need to be babied too?🧍🏾♀️
got7 reaction to their s/o wanting to be the little spoon
a/n — this was cute 🥺
includes — literally just fluff, mentions of food if that’s a trigger, etc.
lim jaebeom
jaebeom completely understands you and where you’re coming from. he’ll welcome it with open arms since he knows what it feels like to need to be taken care of sometimes. when you’re cuddling, he’d wrap his arms around your waist and tuck his head into your shoulder and kiss that spot softly. the both of you would hold quiet conversation as he runs gentle patterns on your exposed skin. he’ll stay that way for as long as you need him to.
mark tuan
mark wouldn’t say anything and would just pull you into his arms. he hates seeing you all out of it, so he does everything he can think of to help, even if it is just a small gesture. he’ll kiss your forehead once every few minutes, and of course he’ll have some snacks displayed in case you became hungry. he’d also put on a show so that the buzzing noise of the show can help you relax. he’ll be the best listener if you decide you want to talk about it with him, and if not, he’ll just kiss your forehead and reassure you about anything and everything.
jackson wang
jackson is the most considerate person ever. you’ve helped him so many times when he’s felt down, mentally, and now it was his turn to help you. he’d pull you into him so that your head was in his chest, and he wrapped an arm around you. if you needed literally anything, just let him know and he’ll get it. assuming you want to talk about it, jackson would be there to validate your feelings, and even give you advice. jackson wouldn’t mind cuddling you at all because he wants to help you just as much as you’ve helped him.
park jinyoung
he’d pick up on it before you did. jinyoung is a very attentive person, and so he’d recognize the signs of what you’re going through as they manifest. he doesn’t mind being the big spoon when you need it, not at all. when you’re feeling down, he makes sure to spoil and praise you. he’ll put on your favorite movies, hum the tune of your favorite songs, etc. he’ll be there for you no matter what, and if him being the big spoon is what it takes to help, he’ll do it without second thought.
choi youngjae
would immediately sympathize with you. he’d pull you into a hug, and then it’ll escalate into a cuddle. he won’t really know what to do at first, but he’d do everything in his power to make you feel comfortable and loved. he’d sing softly to you, telling a few jokes here and there, etc. he’s the sweetest, and only wants to see you happy. though he’s not used to it, he wouldn’t mind being the big spoon when you’re like this.
bambam
he doesn’t know quite what to do. he pulls you into his chest in silence because he doesn’t quite know what to say. he’ll rub your sides comfortingly if you weren’t to comfortable talking about it. he will, however, whispers praises and reassurances into your ear to let you know that he was there for you no matter what.
kim yugyeom
one of the rare moments he’d be quiet. the moment you asked him to be the big spoon and console you, he’d know that this went deeper than whatever he’d seen on the surface. he’d wrap his arms around you and pull you as close as possible. you’d share deep talks about whatever was bothering you, and he’d empathize with you. he’d make you feel so loved and cared for.
｡･:*˚:✧｡ surprisingly obedient, he has his bratty moments/days, but for the most part he’s obedient. most likely to push your buttons when he’s needy, because he doesn’t like to show it verbally. i also thinks he’s a service top.
Mark Tuan
｡･:*˚:✧｡ really obedient. wouldn’t dream of being a brat, because he revels in your rewards. he gets really pouty and quiet when he’s needy for you, and will not hesitate at all to ask you if you’re in public. i see him as a service top as well, who likes to bottom sometimes as well.
Jackson Wang
｡･:*˚:✧｡ also not a brat. i think his energy and excitement can get him in trouble sometimes and it comes off as him being a brat, but honestly, he’d must trying to be good for you. i think he’s equally a top and bottom, doesn’t care which one.
Park Jinyoung
｡･:*˚:✧｡ a brat. not as much as bambam, but definitely bratty. i see him as more of a bottom than service top, though. he does have days where he wants to be good, but that’s really, really rare.
Choi Youngjae
｡･:*˚:✧｡ the most obedient out of them all. like i’m not even joking, no one could even pay him to be disobedient towards you. he’d do whatever you ask, too. i see him as a service top because just lives to to please, he puts your pleasure before his own.
Bambam
｡･:*˚:✧｡ a really, really, really bratty bottom. is only obedient when he’s really, really needy but other than that, he’s so bratty. the word obedient isn’t even in his vocabulary. (is a bottom because he loves being runined by you)
Kim Yugyeom
｡･:*˚:✧｡ perfect mix of both bratty and obedient. since he’s so young, he’s still working out what he likes and dislikes, so he’d also be equally service top and bottom. when he’s needy, he’s n e e d y, which happens often and is when his brattiness comes out full throttle.
Summary: California, the golden state, home of the dreamers and the sun. No one can have a rainbow without a little rain. The rain has past now all we see is the misty rainbows. (There is still a lot of Jim Croce references).
Bambam X Reader
Multi-parted: Part I, Part II, Mini-Part III, and Mini-Part IV.
(This part only alludes to the reader’s past but doesn’t talk about it).
California is everything we dreamed up and more although it took a few months until we were on our feet. Our first aim was to find a home to settle down in. The house we settled on was old but with a whole lot of love, we could make her shine. We got a mortgage on her and that's when we knew everything was starting to piece itself together for us. The outside looked like a train wreck with paint falling off the sides of the walls, the grass overgrown. But the inside screamed of the house screamed 'home' to the both of us. From the painted grapes on the kitchen cabinets to the living room's sunken floor. Everywhere we turned we found ourselves looking at each other giddily. We shared the same idea that this house is our home, I remember the realtor’s shocked face when we said we’d take it. No one has lived in the house since the seventies, and the rooms were all different colors. Nothing seemed in place in the house, but that was why it caught our eyes. It was something that none of the other houses had, character. Of course, we sat on the porch talking it over before settling for it. The day after we took the mortgage out with the money we had from “The Mac,” we started on our hunt to find a job.
It wasn’t hard for Bambam to find a tattoo artist shop that was willing to take him in. The place that took him under their wings just opened up. Both of them had a wide variety of experiences and were willing to teach him the ropes. The smile on his face was unforgettable, the smile that stretched from ear to ear. As he came out of the shop, I leaned against his bike with an amaryllis flower, knowing he had the job walking in. I put the flower behind his ear as he picked me up and spun me around. “I’m so proud of you, Babe!” I told him excitedly, he giggled, “I can’t wait to start!” I laugh with him, “When do you?” He set me down, “Tomorrow morning, bright and early so they can start teaching me. Maybe someday my name will be up there.” He tells me pointing towards the sign that reads, “Mark and Gyeom’s Tattoo Parlour”. I kiss his cheek, as I tell him the meaning of the flower.
For me, it was a different story, while Bambam only saw two tattoo parlors before the third accepted him. It took me three weeks, of going to every recording place in the city. Bambam was at the parlor learning the art of tattooing on fruits. I started early in the morning applying, hoping they would at least look at my music sheets. It was evening when I looked at my wallet which had a few dollars in it and decided to grab a cup of tea at a cafe. As I sat there thinking, Bambam crossed my mind and it was like my hand couldn't grab a piece of paper and pen fast enough. I couldn’t stop writing it seemed like this cafe resembled everything we had been through to make it to this point. Once I finished my final thought on paper, I left the shop I knew I had to bring Bambam later.
I was about to call it quits for the night as I walk down a gloomy side street filled with neon signs. What should bother me about this alleyway doesn’t affect me a bit. I had grown used to these sinister side streets back in New York. I look up and see the sunset out in the distance. It reminds me that I always have hope, and with Bambam by my side I know I can achieve my dreams. When I reach the end of the alley, I see the beach. As much as it calls out to me, I find myself turning left, my heart guiding me. I look at the signs when a blue neon sign catches my eye, “Lost Amour: Recording Label.”
I pick up my pace and when I enter the business everything feels right. I swallow a gulp and a guy with an anti-eyebrow piercing greets me and asks, “What can I do for you?” A smile gracing his features, “I-I,...” I talk myself out of a stammer in my head and approach the desk with confidence. I pull out my lyrics and compositions from my satchel. “I was wondering if you were looking for a new lyricist or composer! I can do both, so it’s okay if you only want me to do one or the other!” I tell him trying not to let him get his hopes down about me. My heart has been broken so many times this week, I feel like this is my last chance.
He asks if he can read over my works and I agree immediately. He is the first person to even look at my lyrics and compositions. I watch him flip through them until he reaches the song I wrote in the cafe. I see him smile, “Who is this about?” A grin breaks out on my face, “That’s about my lover Bambam, he is everything I ever dreamed about and more.” He grins, “You poured your whole heart into this one.” He stares at it, “Honey?” His voice calls out, “Yes, Sugar?” A male voice responds, “Would you come up here?” A man emerges from a glass office, he places his hand on the back of the anti-eyebrow piercing man. Anti-eyebrow tells his lover, “I want you to read over this” He nods, “Who wrote this?” He asks after he reads it through, his partner points at me, “I’m Park Jinyoung and you are?” I gulp, “I’m (Y/n) (L/n)” The other man tells me his name is Im Jaebeom, I tell them it’s a pleasure to be acquainted with them. Jaebeom whispers something to Jinyoung, and Jinyoung nods. Jinyoung tells me, “We’ve needed a new lyricist and composer. Someone to bring light to Lost Amour, since our last coworker left for Chicago. Would you want to join us here?” He holds his hand out for me to shake and my jaw drops, “Really?” They look at each other before looking over and nodding at me, “If you write like this all the time, from the heart,... We need someone like you, what do you say, (Y/n)?” I’m in shock and my heart is beating out of my chest. I grin and shake Jinyoung's hand, “I would love to work with you guys.” They grin, “Welcome to the Lost Amour, then. We'll need your contact information so we can contact you about your hours. We'll have the official papers ready for you by Monday.” I agree and shake Jaebeom's hand once I leave the building with my songs, my heart is pounding.
I run home and pull out my guitar. I started playing around with the song that I made at the cafe. I’m gonna show it to Bambam tonight, I’m gonna tell him that I made it. I eat a quick snack and fix up the song to perfection. By the time he gets home, I made my final corrections and rush downstairs. My grin saying it all, I already know but I grab his hand and rush us up the creaky stairs. I have him sit next to me and I start strumming, singing out my whole heart. When I finish he puts his hands on the sides of my cheeks, “You found a label, didn’t you?” His smile wide, “I’m so proud of you” I pull him in by his neck kissing him, “I did, that’s the song that got me in.” He kisses my forehead, his hands still on my cheeks, “Is this song about me?” I nod, “You’re my whole world, Bambam. I was sitting in this cafe that reminded me of us,... Would you like to go to that cafe with me tonight?” He grins, “Let's celebrate the bill is on me” he pulls me up and spins me around. We sway for a little basking in each other’s warmth.
The pale yellow in the room contrasting against his tan skin, and my heart feels calmed by his presence. He makes me feel like I can take on the world, “You’re my world, god I can do anything by your side.” He voices my feelings, I grin and kiss him, “Bambam, nothing in this world could compare to you.” He shakes his head and I continue, “You’re the one I want to go through time with.” I softly sing into his ear, he puts his chin on my shoulder, “Let’s build our home up from pillars of love” he whispers.
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Three months later, our house is finally settled in. We’ve worked day and night on her every time we’re home together. Sometimes we get caught up with each other, but looking at it now. The siding having a fresh coat of pale yellow paint after scraping off the crumbling green. After we ran around the house like little kids chasing each other with paintbrushes full of paint. Or when it got too hot and we would dunk one another with a bucket of water. The first time I did it to Bambam, he screamed, before I could run away he had his arms around me shivering. “You brought this upon yourself!” His laughter ringing through his voice as I tried to get out of his hold.
Tiling the bathroom floor was awful, we asked help from Yugyeom, his coworker. They complained the whole time. By the end, we were throwing the little plastic spacers at each other. I stepped on so many plastic spacers because of our antics, felt just like legos. Jackson, our next-door neighbor, came over with lunch ready to help us out. He invited Youngjae over who lived across from us to help too. I never thought I would have people in my life that would selflessly come over and want to help. Youngjae came in shortly after, with full stomachs we went back upstairs to finish tiling.
Don’t worry it wasn’t long before Jaebeom, Jinyoung, and Mark were called,... We may be fixing up our house but it doesn’t mean we know what we’re doing. When Jaebeom arrived we had him look at the water heater, we got it to turn off but we couldn’t get it to turn back on. It took Jackson, Mark, and him thirty minutes before we had warm water.
I ordered pizza for everyone that night. Mark’s girlfriend came in tired from her long workday. We ate our hearts out in pizza as we sat and talked about life. We haven’t even known each other for that long, but we’re all so comfortable around each other. Like one big happy family, one that you see on television. Where they go out on the weekends together and enjoy each other's company. Trying new things together, telling stories from years past.
Going out for events such as Bambam’s name being added to the company name, or one of my songs make it big. You wouldn’t believe the party we held when we were told Mark’s girlfriend was going to have a baby. Our house became a home, not just because of the new fixtures but because of the people we’re surrounded by. It’s always lively no matter where you are when you’re with them.
Then there are nights like tonight, where Bambam and I sit on the couch before we go to work. Cuddling up to each other, nothing could get better than this. Bambam grabs my hand, I lean my head up to look at him, “Yes?” I ask him softly, wondering what he was thinking, “Would you,... want to get a couple tattoo with me?” I grin with a shrug, “Yeah, why not?” He grins and leans over placing a kiss on my forehead. He tells me that he wants me to tattoo it onto him. At first, I disagreed until he convinced me with, “If you tattoo it on me, I’d be able to say my lover tattooed that on me! Even if it doesn’t look good, everyone is going to think it’s endearing!” I shook my head with a smile and agreed.
I guess as Jim Croce had once said, “Is that nobody ever had a rainbow, baby, until he had the rain.” The rain was my past and my present is Bambam and the life we spend together. The rainbow is showing its colors in the life we lead together, though the rain will always be there,... The sun will shine through and make a rainbow because Bambam’s my sun.
ah let's see if i can remember it! 😂 my memory is trash too haha.
i think it was poly!markgyeom and their nonbinary/genderfluid artist s/o (they/them) fluff? like maybe markgyeom checking in to see what gender they're feeling today (but their pronouns are they/them!), or just cuddling/day-to-day fluff 🥺 thanks for letting me request this ☺️
-qveerean
breakfast — markgyeom
includes — fluff, markgyeom x reader, poly relationship, non-binary/gender fluid reader, really fluffy and domestic, breakfast gone wrong-
a/n — y’all don’t know how hard it is to find matching gifs istg- i spent like an hour trying to find matching gifs before i just gave up all together and just opted to find matching aesthetics lmao
a/n — enjoy this fluff 🥺 requested by @qveerean!! i hope you enjoy bubs! 💕 ALSO!! huge thanks to @hyunjinniebaby for editing this!! 🥺
you feel the gentle rays of sunlight cast over your eyes, illuminating the gorgeous orbs once you blinked them open.
you sit up slowly, holding back a groan as your muscles ache after being relaxed for so long. using the palms of your hands to rub your eyes, you notice that your boyfriends are nowhere to be found.
you’re snapped out of your thoughts when you hear the loud clanging of pans from the kitchen. a sleepy smile graces your face after you hear the scolding that comes after the loud commotion.
“nice going! you probably woke them up!” yugyeom whisper-shouts, although it’s not as quiet as he probably wants it to be.
you chuckle to yourself softly before finally standing from your bed and stretching your limbs.
you tenderly make your way from your bedroom and to the kitchen to see your boyfriends, mark and yugyeom, messily attempting to make breakfast.
“good morning.” your voice cuts through their chaos and they look at each other with wide eyes before turning to you.
“good morning...?” they say, and it comes out as more of a question than a greeting.
“how are you feeling today?” mark is the one who asks the question softly.
“they, them,” you murmur back, smiling when you see his toothy grin. you take a seat at the island and prop your head up with your hand.
“what are the both of you attempting to do?” you ask, raising an eyebrow after noticing the flour and butter messily swept/wiped onto their faces. yugyeom huffs out a breath stubbornly.
“well, we were trying to make you breakfast, but we couldn’t remember if you were allergic to strawberries or blueberries. then he suggested we make waffles instead but we realized that neither of us know how to make waffles-“ yugyeom explains long-windedly, pausing to make sure you’re listening.
“- and markie had the idea to make pancakes but we made a mess when trying to figure out the right ingredients…” yugyeom trails off in embarrassment.
“the both of you are adorable, though i’m sure we can definitely agree that you cannot cook,” you say and stifle a laugh. they smile along, putting down their pans and spoons to sit beside you.
“gyeom dragged me out of bed to do this,” mark whined to your left, leaning his head on your shoulder.
“i just wanted to do something nice…” yugyeom whispers sadly.
“and i thank you for it, gyeomie, but i’d much rather have my two boyfriends cuddle me at the moment,” you mumble, looking at yugyeom reassuringly and watching him nod.
“i call being the big spoon!” he declares not even a minute later, and you roll your eyes playfully.
“not if we get back there first!” you call, as you and mark share a knowing look before racing back to the bedroom to resume your cuddles.
includes — mentions of insecurities, gn!reader, fluff, pls don’t sue me if this gives you a cavity, lots of non-sexual praise, this is so mf cute, etc.
a/n — i’m 100% soft for youngjae, ngl. youngjae is a literal sunshine, and he deserves everything. i hope someone is telling him how adorable he is everyday-
a/n — please excuse all spelling mistakes.
you knew youngjae had always been an insecure person. he always had a habit of degrading himself or picking his looks apart when he looked in the mirror. and you hated it.
youngjae was the most beautiful and gorgeous person you’d ever seen, inside and out, and you wished he saw how amazing like you did.
you were currently cooking youngjae his favorite food. for some reason, he wasn’t as talkative as normal, and it worried you a bit.
you plated the food, and pushed it towards him a bit. he adverted his eyes as he pushed the food away, and suddenly a serious atmosphere took over the room.
“i-i’m sorry, y/n. i’m not hungry right now…” he whispers, playing with his fingers. “why not? i respect that you’re not hungry but it’s your favorite…?” you ask, pulling the food away.
“i’m on a diet so i can’t eat it right now.” he whispered. “but youngjae you guys aren’t doing a comeback-“ you start. “i just need to lose weight.” he blurts, cheeks lit aflame.
suddenly, it all clicks. his behavior and why he wouldn’t eat. you put the food to the side and wrap it up, and then walk around the counter. you pull youngjae from the chair, and to the couch.
he wears a pout on his face as he sits in front of you on the sofa. “jae. i love you. all of you. what do i need to do to get you to see that you’re absolutely gorgeous?” you ask, hold his face in your hands. his hands come to to hold your wrists as he nuzzles his face into your hands.
“i-i know, i know. you tell me a lot, and i love you for it but i just can’t help it. the thoughts just keep coming back.” he admits, biting his lip as it quivers. you pull him down so that your lips can meet his forehead. “i know it’s going to take a while, but i’ll make sure to help you.” you whisper. “i love you so much, youngjae. i’m going to help you see yourself through my eyes.” you murmur.
he gives you a smile, and drops his head. you move your hands, and he instantly cuddles up to you, tucking his head into your neck. “you’re so adorable, jae. how did i ever get so lucky?” you ask, raking your hands through his hair.
“you’re going to make me blush…” he whispers, smiling, and you could feel the warmth of his cheeks against your chest. “i love your thighs, your tummy, your smile, your laugh, i love everything about you..” you whispered, kissing his forehead softly.
“i love you too.” he whispers, cheeks a deeper red than before. “thank you.” he whispers again, placing a small kiss on the exposed part of your collarbone.
you smiled yourself, and continued to play with his hair and whisper gentle and sweet nothings into his ear. it’d take a while for youngjae to be confident and finally love himself, but you’d help him every step on the way.
Hey I have a question. You said you wanted stuff to write but if you don’t anymore than you can ignore this. Imagine you and Jaebum have been dating since forever and you have a kid from another relationship, but JB has been there since forever. One night y’all are watching a movie and you ask your kid (daughter maybe) who they want to put them to bed and they ask jb by calling him dad. I just think that’s so cute!!
this is so cute-
—fem!reader, fluff, parent!reader, parent!jaebeom, etc.
your daughter runs around happily, giggles flying from her mouth as she runs around with jaebeom chasing her. “im gonna get you!” jaebeom says, jogging slowly behind her as she runs. “no you won’t!” she calls, making a u-turn to run into your lap.
she giggles in triumph as she hugs you tightly and squeals when jaebeom comes to a stop. “you won, sweetheart!” he says, smiling and coming to sit down on the sofa with you.
he leans his head onto your shoulder, sighing in content while your daughter plays with his hair. “i hate to be the barrer of bad news, but you have to take a bath and get ready for bed sweetie.” you whisper, and kiss her on the cheek. she whines. “dont wanna...” she pouts.
“you have to bub, i’m sorry.” you pout back. “who do you want to help you bathe and sleep tonight, honey?” you ask, tickling her slightly and watching as she laughs. “i-i want dad!” she says breathlessly after she’s done laughing.
both you and jaebeom freeze. he leans up and turns to you slowly, a smile slowly etching onto his face. “s-she called me dad...” he whispers, more so to himself than to you. “sure, bug! dad’s gonna get you ready for bed,” he says, smiling as his eyes water.
he takes her off of your lap and situates her on his hip. as he’s taking her towards the bathroom to get her ready for bed, he turns around to face you and you see the tears that slowly drop from his cheeks. “she called me dad...” his voice cracks. “you deserve it, baby. you are her dad.”
How about a Got7 reaction to accidentally calling the reader mommy/daddy in front of their parents👁👄👁
Calling The Reader A Title In Front Of Friends - Got7
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
⤷pairing - got7 x reader
⤷genre - smut
⤷summary - when they call you ‘mommy’ in front of the other members
⤷warnings - mommy kink
⤷notes - if you’d like more male reader stuff, request it when requests are open!
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
Im Jaebum
both you would be laying down on a couch. jackson and mark we’re both over for company, sitting down and occasionally keeping up conversation. all of you sat in comfortable silence and mark was sitting beside you leaning his head on your shoulder. “i’m a little hungry, want some food, mommy?” he asked, and since it was so quiet in the room, it was loud enough that both jackson and mark heard it.
jackson raised an eyebrow, and mark just looked up for a second, barely even acknowledging it, much less caring about it. jackson made a face , and shook his head before going back to what he was doing. (picture jackson’s face after jy did the tt thing) you could practically feel the weight be lifted from jaebum’s shoulders as he let out a sigh of relief, you just snickered as his embarrassed state. “sure, i’d just like some water.” you answered his question, and he playfully glared at you.
Mark Tuan
you and mark would be eating some food, his head on your shoulder, as the both of you ate in comfortable silence. yugyeom and bamabam were the two noise makers who were also with you, bickering and joking with eachother and laughing loudly. mark finished his food before you did, and settled for just leaning on your shoulder. “tired, babe?” you asked, noting how his eyes were closing for a longer period of time when he blinked.
“just a little but i’ll be okay, mommy.” he said, then once he realized what he said, his eyes opened and widened as he looked to yugyeom and bambam. bambam was wiggling his eyebrows at the both of you, causing you to roll your eyes, and yuygeom was quiet with a red face. “you’re never gonna let me forget this, are you?” you asked bambam with a sigh. “nope, i’m glad you know it.” he replied with a smug smile on his face, causing mark to groan and hide his face even more into your neck.
Jackson Wang
he’d be having a private practice with jaebum to get his choreography right, when you bring the both of them lunch. they both thank you with hugs and smiles, and they let you sit in on their practice. you watch for a bit, yelling out encouragements to them every once and a while. soon, jackson was ready to leave once he was sure he got the choreo down. he began to gather and pack his things as you awaited him.
you gave jaebum one last hug, and jackson came over to you. “thanks for the lunch today, mommy.” jackson thanked you with a small smile of exhaustion. his eyes widened one he realized what he said but he tried not to show nervousness. “did you just c-“ jaebum started with an eyebrow raised. “yes, yes i did.” jackson responds, ears burning. jaebum just laughs momentarily before shooing the both of you out of the studio. “that was embarrassing.” jackson mumbles as you make your way to your car. you simply shrug your shoulders and laugh.
Park Jinyoung
you’d be in the kitchen helping him cook for the rest of the members, youngjae was there as well, cracking jokes to make the both of you laugh. jinyoung was chopping onions, while you were cutting asparagus. apparently, you were doing it wrong when jinyoung looked over, and rushed to stop you.
“no! mommy, like this,” he says, and holds your hands so you can cut the asparagus correctly. he didn’t even register what he had said until youngjae’s laughter was no longer heard. when he finally realized, he looked up and stared at youngjae. and just as youngjae was about to open his mouth, jinyoung cut him off “never speak of this.” he said, and went back to cutting up asparagus.
Choi Youngjae
he’d be leaned into yourside as both him and jinyoung practiced their vocals. practically high notes, falsetto, etc. and they both sounded absolutely beautiful. then he began to practice on notes he wasn’t sure of. “how was that, mommy?” he asked after he finished the note. he looked at you with innocent eyes as he asked you, but quickly turned to jinyoung once he realized.
jinyoung just made a face of disgust and shrugged it off. “ew. from the top.” he muttered, along with rolling his eyes. youngjae sighed in relief, and snuck a small glance at you. you simply shrugged, and. continued to watch them practice.
BamBam
you, bambam, youngjae, and yugyeom were in charge of buying groceries this month, so here you were in the store picking out 4 weeks worth of food. bambam youngjae, and yugyeom were playing and goofing off behind you. you were picking out various cereals so that they would be stocked up.
bambam noticed you picking out a few cereals, and some he didn’t like. “wait can we get this one instead?” he asked, picking up some different cereal on a shelf. “please, mommy?” he asked, putting the cereal in the box. “fine.” you grumbled, placing the other cereal back and picking up the one he wanted.
youngjae bursted out in laughter, along with yugyeom. “ha! she has you whipped!” yugyeom exclaimed, laughing at his friend. bambam just rolled his eyes with a playful smirk on his face. “not a word to anyone else about it his.” he glared, a playful smile still on his face. “not a peep from us.” youngjae said with a laugh.
Kim Yugyeom
all 8 of you were sitting in a living room, just chilling and having a generally good time. yugyeom was sitting beside you, head on your shoulder as his arms wrapped around you while he playfully bickered with jinyoung and jaebeom, and bambam and youngjae were annoying mark and jackson.
“yugy, can you get me a soda from the fridge?” you asked and he nodded, standing up to get your soda. he came back with many coke in hand, “is this the one you wanted, mommy?” he asked, handing you the soda. he froze the moment the word fell from his lips. his eyes darted around to see if anyone heard, but everyone heard. jinyoung, jaebeom, mark and jackson were making a face, and bambam and youngjae were bursting with laughter at yugyeom’s blushy and red face.
yugyeom immediately sat down and hid his large form into your body as you smirked, playfully rolling your eyes at the boys.
includes — fluff, roommate au, college au, gn!reader, something that is open to a friends with lover sequel, otherwise platonic, just cute, very poorly written.
a/n — so i feel like i haven’t updated in years and all i’ve been doing is shitposting so enjoy lmao, this is ass (as is everything i write but like-)
a/n — please excuse all spelling mistakes!
you feel mentally and emotionally tired as you open the door to your apartment. you feel like your limbs weigh half a ton as you groggily throw down your backpack and take your shoes off at the door.
walking farther into your apartment, you wanted nothing more than to just unwind, relax, and talk to your best friend. your best friend — who is also your roommate — was deciding to do virtual classes during this time while you went to school physically.
anyway, you made it to the living room, and the sight nearly made you coo. your best friend was on the couch, multiple assignments spread across the table and even some covering his body. his laptop was open and also on the counter, on some tab that held his other assignments. he was fast asleep, and his lips fell into an adorable little pout and his cheeks puffed.
deciding to stop admiring your roommate, you walk closer to him and close his laptop and remove all the scattered assignments from his body. you lean down and hook your arm under his thighs and the other to support his upper body.
you successfully lift him from the couch, and you hold back a whine of appreciation when he snuggles closer to you.
you carry him to his bed and wrap him in his blankets. you make sure he’s okay before attempting to leave, but before you could, you feel a pair of arms wrap around you and yank you back down to the bed. “stay with me, y/n.” he whispers, tightening his hold on you and resting his head on your chest.
your lips pull into your first smile of the day. you relax into his arms and in turn wrap your arms around him. his aura instantly calmed you from your terrible day, and as you drifted of into sleep rather quickly, you decided that being with him made your day a million times better.
