genre fluff , headcanons , txt x reader cw kissing (obv) , not proofread and prob a bit messy wc 806 request no note still in my txt feels BAD like its not okay im so tired i love them net @kstrucknet @moadiarynet
CHOI YEONJUN 彡 최연준
he’s so smooth with his kisses
almost too smooth
he’ll come up behind you with an arm around your waist and spin you around to press a quick kiss to your lips
and then he’ll leave you dazed and wanting more but he’s already walking off with a cute little smirk on his face
or he’ll interrupt your sentence with a kiss making you forget what you were talking about in the first place
he always catches you off guard but it leaves your heart fluttering
other times his kisses are slow and passionate
he loves taking his time to savour the feeling
he’s almost too desperate sometimes, kissing you like it's the last time he’ll ever get the chance to
which is wrong because he kisses you all the time
but he just can’t help losing himself in you
kisses are used to celebrate, to commemorate, or to apologize
it's his way of communicating, of teasing, of acknowledging— the way yeonjun kisses you speaks a million words
CHOI SOOBIN 彡 최수빈
there’s nothing softer than soobin’s kisses
his lips are just so perfect that even when the kiss is rushed or a bit messy, you could hardly complain
you love to kiss his neck because it will make him flustered and shy
he’ll tell you to stop with his cheeks flushed, but he doesn’t really mean it
when he talks too much and you can’t get a word in, kissing his cheek always gets his attention
his brain pauses whenever you do cause he doesn’t expect to be kissed
even though he should by now because you can never resist kissing his dimples
if you can’t reach his lips, there are simple ways to get him to bend down enough
a tap on his shoulder or gently grabbing his wrist will give him the silent signal that you want to kiss him
and it has him smiling because he thinks you’re adorable every time you want him to lean down so you can initiate the kiss first
CHOI BEOMGYU 彡 최범규
beomgyu always kisses you when you need it the most
his kisses are soothing and loving, healing whatever part of you that was hurting instantly
kisses away your tears when you’re crying and delicately presses his lips to any part of your body that was aching
when the mood is light and playful, you like to tease him by not giving him any kisses while he begs for it
when he’s playing video games next to you, he’ll pucker his lips expectantly while his eyes stay glued to the screen
you act like you have no idea what he wants
it drives him slightly crazy, but he also loves it
because it means once he’s finally had enough of not getting what he wants, he’ll tackle you and kiss you until you’re both breathless and your jaws hurt from smiling so much
when you brush his hair back and give him forehead kisses, he practically melts into a puddle
he adores your delicate soft kisses more than anything
as a slow and patient lover, he cherishes the quiet moments with you the most
KANG TAEHYUN 彡 강태현
taehyun won’t ask for kisses out loud, but there’s always a pleading look in his eyes whenever he wants to be kissed
eyes shiny and observing you to see when you’ll notice that he’s desperate to get his lips on yours
if he gets too impatient he will definitely tug on your arm or something to get your attention
loves when you hold his face in your hands and run your thumb across his cheekbone or jawline
he’ll turn his head to press a kiss to your palm and his smiles are breathtaking
his kisses are so romantic with the perfect push and pull
he always knows where to put his hands or how to guide you perfectly
and when the time comes to break away from his lips, your heart always sinks a bit in your chest
because he has you addicted like nothing else
HUENINGKAI 彡 휴닝카이
his kisses are soft and sometimes teasing
hand kisses are some of his personal favourites
he’ll get down on one knee or bend down to kiss the back of your hand in the most chivalrous way possible just to see you giggle
will also kiss your knuckles one by one while holding your hand in his
he loves when you run your hands through his hair while kissing him
he’s addicted to the feeling and needs it like oxygen
he’ll sigh in content and pull you closer because nothing could ever be more perfect than your lips on his and your hands in his hair
he loves to nuzzle his nose against yours too!
he’ll leave a trail of kisses across your face whilst breathless giggles escape his parted lips
and delicate pecks to the apples of your cheeks or under your eyes are what follows
genre hurt/comfort , parent au , husband!yeonjun x fem!reader cw they have a newborn daughter , mention of struggling to conceive , yeonjun crying , small mention of postpartum/newborn anxiety , not proofread wc 917 request 🥟 anon for yeonjun + folded laundry for the 3k event note still in my txt era so bad and also yeonjun :( our healing i love him so much he would be such a good dad </3 i've been listening to love sailing by cha eunwoo the entire time while writing this and i am NOT okay it's 3 am and i may cry net @kstrucknet @moadiarynet
You didn’t expect to come home to see your husband crying while folding laundry. At first, you thought something must be seriously wrong. Yeonjun was always fairly emotional, but you hadn’t seen him cry since you gave birth to your baby girl Yejin two weeks ago. He wasn’t one to cry over little things, and the tears only started falling when he was stressed or upset or overwhelmed with emotion. Seeing his red nose and puffy eyes sitting in the middle of the living room floor took you off guard.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” You were holding your newborn in one arm and shrugging off your jacket with the other, eyes glancing over your baby’s face once again.
The new mother anxiety was something you had somewhat anticipated and prepared for. But just how anxious and paranoid you were over your newborn child still surprised you. It was like if you took your eyes off of her for more than ten seconds, something horrible was bound to happen to her. Your mind was put at ease to find her still sleeping soundly in your arms. The walk around the newbourhood in her stroller had tired her out, and carrying her back inside did nothing to wake her.
Your husband looked up at you with fresh tears in his eyes and a pout on his lips, sniffing quietly. You walked over to where he was sitting, gently transferring Yejin to her newborn rocker where she could continue napping safely. Then, you turned to your husband and raised an eyebrow as if to reiterate your previous question without verbally stating it again.
“It’s nothing, just…” Yeonjun trailed off with a sigh, a light pink baby onesie on one of his hands. The garment was so small compared to him. Even the small stacks of neatly folded clothes looked tiny, although it was nearly half your daughter’s wardrobe.
“She’s so small,” Yeonjun whispered, another tear rolling down his cheek. Immediately, you understood exactly where all the emotions were coming from. It happened to you a few times as well when Yejin was particularly cute or you remembered just how long you and Yeonjun had tried for a child, all the struggle it took to get to this point. It was all worth it for her, your perfect little bundle of joy. Even looking at her brought a smile to your face. Even though it had been hard, for her, you would do it all again in a heartbeat.
“And—and, I was folding her clothes, and they’re all just so small, just like her. And she’s so, so cute, and she’s really ours. It doesn’t feel real that she’s finally here. Sometimes I think I’ll wake up one day and realize this was all a dream, like we’re back a few years ago still trying for her,” Yeonjun breathed, words mumbled in his choked up voice.
You shifted closer to him, brushing a hand up and down his back as he leant into your touch. With how often Yeonjun had comforted you and wiped your tears away during pregnancy, now it was your turn to do the same for him.
You had taken it hard back then. Every negative test, every piece of false hope, every month that went by without progress; your husband was there to comfort you through it all. He stayed firm and strong when you weren’t able to. You knew he had been holding back his own feelings on it for you, not wanting to show how much it affected him too. You’d be blind to not see how much it was hurting him as well. He had always wanted a family just as much as you had, and you knew just how happy he was to have finally been able to start one.
It was just an emotional journey.
Yeonjun fully rested his head on your shoulder, warm tears dripping onto your shirt. You didn’t mind. You just continued to stroke his back, reaching out to hold one of his hands and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Yeonjun couldn’t stay strong forever. Although it had been two weeks since you came home from the hospital, it felt like today was the first time you truly got to relax and breathe. Caring for a newborn was nonstop, and you were both running on sleepless nights and parenting anxiety. You worked through it like you did anything, though. As long as you had each other, you were sure things would turn out okay.
“I’m sorry,” Yeonjun whispered after minutes of silence. “I didn’t mean to get so emotional all of a sudden.” He pulled back from the hug and sent you a small smile, assuring you silently that he was okay, that those small moments of comfort were all he needed. He carefully folded the small onesie he was still holding and placed it on top of the stack of other similar ones.
Leaning over the baby rocker, he smiled brightly at his daughter. Still sleeping soundly without a care in the world, wrapped up in a soft yellow onesie. Her hands were balled into little tiny fists, so small that they could barely wrap around Yeonjun’s thumb.
He brushed a few fingers over Yejin’s head and soft wispy strands of hair. It was peaceful watching her sleep, and a feeling of reassurance washed over Yeonjun. He was her dad, and he loved her more than anything in the world. He’d sacrifice everything for her— his perfect little angel.
genre sickfic , fluff , angst , beomgyu x fem!reader cw implied abusive parents for both beomgyu and reader , cold symptoms (cough/headache) , beomgyu and reader are homeless and ran away from home lol inspired by 0x1=lovesong and loser=lover , not proofread wc 1089 request yes note i swear this txt emo era needs to go away (or not and that just means more txt fics) net @kstrucknet @moadiarynet
You were sick. Nothing too serious, but something unpleasant enough to remind you to not take being healthy for granted. It was even worse now that you didn’t have a bed to sleep in, or warm food, or a shower. Beomgyu would have to drive another hour or two to the nearest public gym, and you really didn’t want to bother him enough for that just so you could ease your body with hot water.
Your head ached, though. And your throat felt a bit dry. You had coughing fits every hour or so, and not much appetite. But Beomgyu was paying close attention to you whenever he could, feeling your forehead for abnormal temperatures, and making sure you had enough layers to stay warm. It definitely wasn’t the most ideal time for you to fall ill, but there wasn’t much you could do to prevent it either.
Running away from your old town, your old life, with Beomgyu months ago had easily been the best decision of your life. Away from the constant headaches, the pain, the discomfort. Two broken souls in a beat up car driving until they found somewhere new to call home. That’s the life you two had now. But it wasn’t so bad. As long as you had each other, you got through alright.
Beomgyu had left five minutes ago to buy whatever the cheapest hot meal was at the gas station. You were parked in the empty parking lot by the old laundromat, bundled up in one of Beomgyu’s old hoodies. You couldn’t run the heating in the car while you were parked, much as you would like to. Already tight on money as it was, you both knew how important it was to save gas.
Your mind wandered as you looked out the window, headache pounding at your head as you shivered. You wondered what your mother would think of you if she saw you right now. How she would mock you for surviving off a twenty-year-old car and your old savings. You had worked hard to leave. Saved up as much money as possible from old part time jobs and bake sales. Although you had to give up luxuries like a warm bed, a functional kitchen, and the stability of a proper home, your current “homelessness” felt much more homely than your childhood house ever had.
Beomgyu joked about it with you all the time. How your similar childhood experiences of abuse had led you here into each other’s arms. How it wasn’t quite so bad if it meant you could spend the rest of forever with each other. Perhaps the scars were just pathways to a better future.
A cough bubbled in your chest and you scrunched your eyes shut in frustration. You were tired of this stupid cold. You rasped out a few painful coughs before your throat cleared, burning and sore as always. You tucked your legs up to your chest, staring up at the pink sky. It was pretty as always, but the earlier the sunset, the more you anticipated how cold the night in the car would be. You could hardly enjoy the pretty clouds or colours thinking of how much you would have to rely on Beomgyu’s body warmth again that night.
“Ramen and painkillers for only fifteen thousand won,” Beomgyu grinned as he slid back into the drivers’ seat of the car, two steaming bowls of ramen in each hand. One spicy and one mild chicken flavour. A small packet of Advil was stuffed into his pocket as well.
“Fifteen? How much of that was for the pills?” you asked a little on edge. What was not in your plan was to have your sickness burden down your expenses. It was already tight as it was.
“Ten thousand— But I won’t let you argue with me about this. I want you to feel better as quickly as possible,” Beomgyu said simply, placing the ramen on the dash of the car.
“Beomgyu.”
“I said I’m not gonna argue. I already paid for them, so you’d better take them,” he reiterated a little more sternly, giving you a stubborn look which you had rarely seen directed at you. You sighed, recognizing a losing battle before it even started. Grabbing that packet out of his hands you pushed one small pill out of its casing and gulped it down with a little water. Beomgyu’s smile came back on his face as soon as you swallowed.
“Now eat.” He grabbed a pair of chopsticks and scooped up a few noodles between them. Blowing on them softly, he held them out to you, carefully feeding you the warm broth-coated noodles. You hummed in thanks, grabbing the bowl from his hands and sipping more of the warm soup part.
It had been a while since you’d had a hot meal. Even if it was just instant ramen, it soothed your throat better than anything else had. Your headache was starting to subside thanks to the painkillers, and you were once again grateful for how attentively Beomgyu took care of you. He knew exactly what you needed without you even having to ask.
The feeling was foreign. Of course, it had been years since you had first fallen in love with him. But having someone who truly cared still took adjusting to. You’d always had to beg your parents for basic things like clothes without holes in them and medicine for flu season. Years of being ignored and neglected made the switch hard to properly process.
You hoped you could at least repay him with the same amount of love and attention that he showed you. Out of anyone you had ever met, Beomgyu certainly deserved it.
After you both ate and cleaned up, driving around the deserted roads until you found a safe spot to park for the night, Beomgyu took out his grandpa’s old guitar and gave it a few strums. Adjusting the tuning of the old strings only took him a minute to do thanks to years of practice. He played almost every night. And on nights when he didn’t, he would still sing you to sleep while you were wrapped safely in his arms.
The life you had chosen to live with Beomgyu certainly wasn’t easy, but every hour you spent in his company you felt your hope grow a little more. Some little voice inside your heart told you everything would work out. Because if you had Beomgyu by your side, what else did you need?
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