❪ 氷と火 ❫ fluff parent au established marriage husband!hyojin x f!reader 766 cw ノ they have an 8 month old daughter named daeun, parenting focused, not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ this is pure delusion... inspired by how oversized and soft hyojin's hoodie looked in yuto's birthday live / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
A few years ago, if the first sight you saw when walking through the door was your husband cuddled on the couch in a soft hoodie, you'd probably make a beeline for him and ignore all other responsibilities, no matter how urgent or pressing. The want is definitely still there when you see him. Hugs are just what you need right now to recharge.
Hyojin is reclined with his feet up and next to him is a very noticeable empty spot—the perfect space for you to fill. He's pulled the blanket up to his chest and the hood of his hoodie covers his head. He sends you a look from his comfy spot when he hears the door open, and you can read exactly what it says. Come cuddle. You've worked hard today.
You want to. You really do. But there's a little list in your head of things you should do first. Now that you have another person to think about besides you and Hyojin, your priorities have shifted. You need to put groceries away, make sure Daeun got put down for her nap comfortably, and then tackle the laundry you've been putting off doing.
Daeun isn't a difficult baby, but she is a clingy one with both her parents. You've gotten used to getting things done while holding her. Dishes, cleaning, organizing, even work. It's easier to do tasks with a happy but clingy baby than a fussy one in a different room. Nap times are the rare moments you can be productive without an extra eight kilos in your arms.
Naps have become more difficult in the last few weeks. She was such an easy newborn, sleeping whenever and wherever, that you took it for granted. It takes a while to get her down now. She's energetic and learning fast at eight months. Whether it's babbled responses to anything Hyojin or you say or trying to grab onto nearby objects, she's started to make her presence much louder in the house, and naps are often rejected.
Hyojin thinks she's growing up too fast, as he told you one afternoon after finally getting her to sleep. She's already started sounding out letters and trying her best to imitate gestures. You know that once she learns more sounds she will be very talkative. While you are looking forward to it, you also wish you could pause time. You want to hold onto these precious moments while she is still small.
You make quick work of putting ingredients away, wanting to get to the couch next to your husband as soon as possible. When you check the laundry basket for the dirty clothes, you find it empty. A glance into the laundry room confirms what you think. Hyojin already put it on. That's one less thing to do. Your last task is the baby monitor. You find it turned off. Turning it on only reveals an empty crib and complete silence from the nursery.
"Hyojin?" you call out in confusion. "Did you not put Daeun down for her nap? Is Seungjun babysitting again?"
Your husband shakes his head, a finger held up to his lips to shush you. One pat to the empty cushion next to him is all you need to cross the room and sit.
"She's down for her nap," he whispers. You look at him like he's crazy because Daeun was definitely not in her crib when you checked.
He chuckles softly at your expression before pushing the blanket down a little and unzipping his hoodie halfway. And there your daughter is, curled up on her father's chest, sleeping as soundly as can be.
"Are you serious?" you ask, keeping your voice quiet. The question isn't reprimanding. It only conveys how you're still struggling to process the adorable sight in front of you. "She just fell asleep like that?"
Hyojin nods affirmative, a soft smile on his face.
"You didn't want to put her in her crib?"
"You know how clingy she is… Look how happy she is like this," Hyojin reasons. You both know this will only be a rare indulgence. On a regular day, he would be far too busy to let her stay like this. But your heart does warm at the sight. It's adorable.
"That used to be my spot," you note, your face dawning with the realization of your sudden competition. Hyojin laughs and leans in for a quick kiss. You take it as a sign of defeat. You can't beat your daughter when it comes to clinginess, and your husband seems to have a new favourite.
ONF - Wyatt (where I run my fingers through his hair)
You had spent a good morning trying to do as much of your chores as possible before your boyfriend came over. You knew the moment he stepped through that door, he was going to be a whining and tired mess just wanting cuddles. And you absolutely loved it, but if you didn't get these chores done.....then they wouldn't be done for the next week. So you were hoping to rush through them and finish them up SOOOOON.
Luckily you managed to in a decent amount of time, managing to finish in enough time to prepare the couch and yourself for your night in with Wyatt. "That should be good....right?" You wondered before shrugging to yourself and flopping down on the gigantic furniture in the middle of your living room.
"Babyyyy! You can't fall asleep on me now!!!!" You heard his voice 2 seconds later.
You opened an eye and glanced at your phone, seeing 3 missed calls and a couple text messages from the puppy sitting in front of you with a large pout. "I'm sorry babe....I must've taken a nap...." You mumbled with a small frown, looking at the phone's clock CLEARLY reading a number you know you didn't see before hearing his voice.
He pushed you back on the couch and crawled on top of you, resting against you and yawning. "It's fine. You must be as tired as I am..." He sighed out, wrapping his arms around your waist.
You immediately carded your fingers through his hair and gave a small hum in acknowledgment to him, hearing his breathing starting to even out as you continued. "Maybe we should both take a nap." You whispered into the air as you looked down at him fondly, playing with the tips of his hair and the running your hands through it again.
The rhythm of your hands and his deep breathing put you back to sleep until you were both lying on the couch, snoring softly and cuddled up with each other. Good thing you still had all of tomorrow together.
hi lovely human being ♡ could you do onf’s reaction to you getting a tongue piercing? (smut if you want)
hi sweetheart!!! i’m so sorry for the delay :(
hyojin
he noticed you were talking a bit differently than usual today. you were talking as if your tongue was swollen. he tapped your chin as an indication to open your mouth. he sucked in a breath as soon as he saw the pretty earring in your pink tongue. his normal soft and cool attitude switched immediately.
“on your knees now, i wanna feel that ring on my dick.”
changyoon (e-tion)
you two were in the middle of a heated make out session. there was so much spit and teeth clashing. his tongue pushed into your mouth to dance around with yours. he paused when he felt the cool metal against his tongue. he pulled away and forced you to open your mouth.
“shit, that’s so hot baby girl. i love this piercing the most.”
seungjoon (j-us)
it was actually his idea for you to get your tongue pierced. he heard that the cool ring felt so good against heated skin. his friends told him stories about their sex life and how much more intense it seems to be now that their significant other has a tongue piercing. he had a sly smirk on his face when you stuck your tongue out with a slight blush.
“i can’t wait to feel that thing all over my body.”
jaeyoung (wyatt)
he was talking to you about different opinions on clothing. you weren’t opening your mouth to respond. just nodding your head or letting out a hum of approval. when he asked you why you weren’t speaking, you felt yourself immediately get nervous. he grabbed your face and made you pucker your lips until your mouth opened. you shut your eyes slightly when he swore under his breath. he fixed his lips to spit into your mouth, spit hitting the piercing. you whimpered as you swallowed.
“you didn’t have to be nervous to tell me you have this, shit.”
minkyun (mk)
as soon as you showed him the piercing, he would turn to his phone and try to find new rings for it. you know how he feels about cats so you decided to surprise him one day while the boys were out with kitten lingerie. (yes kitten lingerie anon this is a shout out to you since i still haven’t finished that request sksks) now he was in love with the idea of you putting on a show for him with your lingerie and new ring.
“do you know how good you’d look with the lingerie on plus a kitten tongue ring? i’m about to explode right now just thinking about it.”
yuto (u)
he knew you wanted a new piercing but you were being pretty indecisive about it. he had to go to practice and you finally made up your mind on what you wanted. you decided to take a picture at the shop after you finished. you posed in the mirror with your tongue out and a peace sign. he opened your text immediately. the three dots popped up and you waited. you felt yourself giggle at his text.
“fuck practice, i’m on my way home right now.”
minseok (laun)
you explained to him that it was a spur of the moment kind of thing. your friends thought it would look super cute on you and so you decided to get it. you liked it and you hoped he wouldn’t be mad at you. you stuck your tongue out and nervously twirled your ring. he just looked at you with a unreadable expression.
❪ 氷と火 ❫ fluff sickfic est. rs hyojin x f!reader 862 cw ノ cold/flu symptoms (reader), tea + soup, hyojin is naggy but a total sweetheart, not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ i haven't been sick in ages but i know i would get better in 2 seconds of hyojin was the one taking care of me :( / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
Hyojin won't let you lift a finger when you're sick. You thought it was endearing at first. Now you just think it's ridiculous, even if you still appreciate the sentiment.
He's worried about you, as any good boyfriend would be. It's just that his worry is a little… extra. And quite naggy. And perhaps just slightly overbearing at the best of times. But under it all, you can tell how much he cares about you. He just wants you to get back to full health as quickly as possible, and he's doing his best to speed up the process. But you, truthfully, wish he had a little more faith in your immune system's ability to get over the common flu by itself.
Hyojin is buzzing around the kitchen like a hummingbird, preparing soup for your dinner and a second pot of tea. You watch him from the couch, your body wrapped securely in two blankets. Hyojin insisted that staying warm while sick is of utmost importance. One blanket simply wouldn't be enough given the cold temperature today. He acts like it's a fully-fledged emergency every time you shiver. You think he's being way too dramatic, but you still comply without resistance. You can't help finding it cute.
It makes you feel safe and warm inside when he takes care of you like this; doting on you every second like he never gets tired of it. You've never asked him to do this, nor did you ever have expectations that he needed to. You could get over your sickness without him constantly brewing you cups of tea or reminding you to take your vitamins. But since he's doing it willingly, you'll accept it graciously. Being taken care of is a nice feeling.
A part of you does miss being able to go to the bathroom without Hyojin glaring at you for standing up. Apparently standing on your two feet is illegal in his eyes. The two places you're allowed to be is in bed or on the couch. The rest of the house is off limits.
And god forbid you try to do any work on your computer. That is practically a death sentence (and the fastest way to get your laptop confiscated from your possession before you can even open a second tab). You think your boyfriend might have eyes in the back of his head. You don't know how he can possibly know when you reach for the computer when he isn't even in the room.
He won't tell you his secrets, even when you ask him. He plays it off as "boyfriend instinct". You told him you think he's spying on you. He argued that he's just being vigilant, and completely within reason. After a few attempts, you accepted that there was no chance of you getting any work done before you got over this cold.
The click of the kettle boiling has Hyojin abandoning the vegetables he was cutting up. He fills another big pot with an herbal tea that helps with your sore throat before returning to his cutting board. Ten minutes later, he's doctoring your cup up with a bit of honey. You never thought you'd be so content to just watch your boyfriend in the kitchen. You've always been the type to keep busy, but there's something to be said for quiet observation. You've never once found it boring to watch him.
He walks over to your blanketed form, mug of tea in hand.
"Drink it while it's still hot. I'll get you another cup after," he tells you. You nod at his instruction and tilt your head up, eyes closed. It's clear what you're asking for. Hyojin leans down to press a quick kiss to your forehead before returning to the kitchen.
You smile fondly, watching him return to cut up the rest of the head of cabbage and mince some garlic. The scene is far too domestic. As you take the first sip of hot tea, you can't help but let your mind wander a bit.
Hyojin has always loved fiercely and protectively. His love is felt in the way he always notices the little details. You're always on his mind throughout the day, and as long as he loves you, you'll never to leave it. You can't imagine dating anyone other than Hyojin. The way he cares for you while sick only cements the fact that he is exactly the kind of man you want to marry.
He's steady and reliable. The kind of person who's love is the clearest in the smaller moments; the ones that truly matter. He's cooking you dinner at the end of a long day, making sure you relax when you've booked yourself too busy, and never has to be asked to help out with household tasks. He'll always prefer a simple night in with you over a fancy getaway, but even if his love isn't extravagant, it's the kind you can depend upon to still be the same decades from now. You can imagine Hyojin taking care of you just like this thirty years from now, and the thought makes you feel warm all over again.
❪ 氷と火 ❫ fluff friends to lovers seungjun x f!reader 848 cw ノ flirty seungjun, pet names (baby, angel), reader gets shy, kissing, not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ happiest birthday to soph @loserlvrss my fav onf enjoyer 🥹🥹 i love yapping with you abt onf and monstiez and all the other groups we love so much <3 and i love writing for you even more :)) i hope you enjoy this lil birthday present for u <3 and happy 21st!!!! / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
"Hey, baby, have you seen my hoodie?"
You glance up from the couch, meeting the eyes of Seungjun who is leaning against the doorframe. Your brain takes a second to catch up after freezing on one of the words he said.
"Baby?" you echo back, testing the sound of the word from your own lips. He's never called you that before.
Over the past two weeks, ever since the clear shift over the line of best friends, you've been struggling to navigate and accept your relationship with Seungjun. It's obvious what you want deep down. You've always meshed well with him, enjoyed his company, and found that the hours passed so much quicker when you're with him.
You think its pretty clear that you both like each other, but whether it's because of shyness or fear of crossing boundaries too fast, neither of you have wanted to address it. But when your friends ask about him, the title of best friend never feels enough. He's so much more than that in your head. He's your person, whether or not you've discussed anything romantic.
Seungjun swallows, throat suddenly feeling a bit drier, but then a small smile forms on his lips and he crosses the room to sit beside you. "Yes. Baby."
You meet his eyes again, now only a little space separating you two, but they shine so brightly that you have to look away in slight bashfulness. He's flirting with you again, and as much as you'd like to flirt back with confidence, your heart is already racing and your stomach is a mess of butterflies. The words to respond die in your throat before you ever let them out.
But Seungjun can see your smile—one that is far too wide to deny you don't like the sound of that name from his lips. That look on your face… there's nothing he loves more. So he gets a bit cockier, resting his chin on the palm of his hand before testing out another one, eyes trained on you like you're a piece of artwork he'd love to admire for hours.
"You're getting shy again, angel."
You bite the inside of your cheek, trying desperately to wipe the smile off your face. But nothing can stop it, not when he's teasing you like this. You turn back to look at him, breath escaping you because he's still testing you with his gaze. And, God, he looks pretty.
"No wonder I couldn't find it. You're wearing it."
You've almost forgotten you're wearing his oversized grey hoodie. The one he was looking for.
"It smells like you," you mumble, as if trying to grasp for an explanation that could be passed off platonically. There is none, though. Because being wrapped up in his hoodie feels like a hug from him, and if you weren't so shy under his gaze, you'd ask him outright for one.
"I like when you steal my clothes. Makes you look so…"
"So what?"
Seungjun's eyes study you, that breathtaking smile still teasing you on his lips, and your brain imagines kissing it off of him before you can stop yourself.
"So mine… is that—is that too much to say?" he backtracks a bit, lost in the moment but you catch a little hesitance in his tone. You don't like when he hesitates. You want his confidence and his flirting back; all his attention solely on you.
"No. No, it's not too much. I'm yours if you're mine," you say quickly, and your fingers ache to find his hand.
"I've always been yours. Always."
You smile at how sweetly the words fall from his lips. The teasing has melted into something softer and more vulnerable. You're both dancing around the straight confession, but the feeling is there without being said. You've long since been more than a best friend in Seungjun's eyes.
You don't know who moves first. Perhaps you both move together, hands finding their spots like muscle memory: yours on his shoulders, his on your waist. You've never kissed anyone before. You've only ever imagined what it might feel like. Whatever your expectations were before this moment, you're sure that Seungjun has far surpassed them. His lips on yours feels like the most natural thing, as if this is the hundredth kiss you've shared, not the first.
He pulls you closer like he doesn't want it to end and you let yourself melt into his arms. Desperation seeps in between tangled lips and searching tongues. The hoodie sleeves covering your hands brushes against his neck as you pull yourself closer to him. The hugs that lasted a beat too long and the flirty remarks that left you flustered could always be disregarded as just platonic somehow.
But this gives you your answer, clear and unobscured. There's no more doubt, no uncertainty, no overthinking things and convincing yourself it'll never be anything more than friends. His lips map out yours like a promise he'll love you for a long, long time. And you kiss him back in your own response—reciprocating it without fear.
❪ 氷と火 ❫ a little angst with hopeful ending break-up falling out of love hyojin x f!reader 599 cw ノ healthy breaking up, some angsty feels, not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ why are so many songs on my wrapped about falling out of love or these angsty things like i am so emo damn.... anyway #43 for my wrapped event is slowly by i.m! / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
"We can't fix this, can we?" Hyojin's question breaks an icy silence in the air. The room isn't cold, but you feel as though you would still see the fog of your breath if you exhaled.
"Fix us? We were never broken, just not meant to be." Even though your lips are the ones spelling out the words, it's still your heart that takes the bigger stab. You were always the more emotional one. Not that Hyojin didn't care. Not that he didn't try, or didn't love you. Not that this wasn't hurting him too. He did his best, and that's all you ever asked for. You just… fell out of love.
"I know. But I… I don't want to hurt you."
There's inconsistency in Hyojin's gaze. There's sincerity, and you can feel the care he holds for you. You always had a place in his heart, even if it wasn't big enough to last. But you'd be blind to not pick up on the discontentment that drowns his expression. You could try to cling to him and your relationship. He would probably go along with it—always trying to make you happy as best as he can. Always at the expense of himself; and then dragging you down with him unbeknownst to himself. But how much longer could you last before it got overwhelming? A month? A week? Or would you break again tomorrow?
Your lips curl into a sad smile. "But you're not happy with me. I can't make you happy."
You hate how much grief the words stir up in your body. It's not his fault. But it hurts all the same. You can't will the pain away just to spare his feelings. Not again. Not when you know it never works.
Days turned into weeks turned into months. Time kept circling as you and Hyojin grew more distant. You share the same space, sleep in the same bed, are each other's company every day. But it has long since been nothing more than that. Just company. Mindless, careless, loveless. What once blossomed bright between you two is barely noticeable anymore. You can't even bring yourself to form those three words anymore. You can only imagine Hyojin feels it even deeper.
"It'll be for the best. We'll be okay without each other and… and even if it hurts now, it can't hurt forever, right?" you ask Hyojin, hoping he has the reassurance you need. He nods, although you can see him gnawing at his bottom lip and his thumb shifting against the cuff of his hoodie sleeve.
You're burying the hurt while he grapples with the change. You'll miss him even before he has left. He'll feel your absence in the little things at first. It'll last longer than it needs to because he's always been stuck in his old ways. It's hard to break a habit, especially when your presence became one. Every day it was you, whether or not he wanted it to be. Now he'll have to learn to live without.
"It's for the best," Hyojin agrees after the silence grew impatient. The confidence in his voice allows you to finally exhale.
The departure crept up slowly, but the goodbye was fairly quick. Not painless, but soft enough you couldn't ask for more. You left the apartment you shared with him for two years with a heavy but calm heart. You can only hope that Hyojin will be happy in the future. Whatever place he still has in your heart, you'll let him stay as just a memory until he slowly fades away.
❪ 氷と火 ❫ fluff established marriage husband!hyojin x wife!reader 635 cw ノ a bit of exhaustion on hyojin's side (+ sore throat), food, reader is mentioned to be a chef, not proofread 〃 @loserlvrss ⸝⸝⸝ here to feed someone's growing hyojin obsession.... 😚 / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
As the sun sets and the world quiets from the buzz of the day, Hyojin sheds his coat in the entranceway of your apartment, slips his socked feet into slippers, and drops his bag on the chair. Today was long and tiring, and he still feels the mark of it. It's in the tension he holds in his shoulders, the crease of his furrowed brows, and the slight rasp that's just starting to become noticeable in his voice—a clear sign of strain. He knows you'll pick up on it as soon as he opens his mouth. And he also knows you'll dote on him immediately after, probably making him herbal tea with honey and telling him to sleep early.
That thought is comforting to him. No matter what the day brings, he always has you to come home to. It's never something he has to wonder about. You've promised him everything you have, joined him in an eternal partnership through your vows, and although your wedding day was already almost three years ago, Hyojin remembers it as clearly as if it had been just yesterday.
There's a spicy, herby aroma wafting from the kitchen. Hyojin figures you must already be making dinner. That is another bonus of marrying you he will never take for granted. Having a chef as a wife means every meal is made with both love and skill. Hyojin has never tasted better food in his life.
The timing is not irregular for you two. You cooped up in the kitchen making magic out of simple ingredients as Hyojin comes home from work. He's quite fond of the memories you've made in your little kitchen—equipped to run like a michelin star restaurant despite your apartment being a crampt 2-bedroom. Perhaps you'll get a bigger kitchen one day, once you're ready to grow into a bigger space; once you start a family.
"I'm home," Hyojin announces as he shuffles into the warmly-lit kitchen. You're nursing a pot of stew to its full potential at the stovetop while simultaneously scooping what looks like banana muffins into their tins. It's no secret you've always loved to spoil your husband with your food.
"Work trying to steal my baby's voice again?" you frown, unsurprisingly figuring out just how taxing the day was for Hyojin just from two uttered words. He shrugs, knowing there's no point in trying to hide how tired he is right now. He'll perk up after a shower, but for now, he slips by to get a glass of water, pressing a small kiss to your shoulder on the way. You tug him back by the sleeve once he downs the glass.
"Want me to make you some tea?" you ask, resting your hands against his waist under his sweatshirt and squeezing gently. Hyojin doesn't have to give you an answer, he already knows you'll make it anyway. He hums affirmatively before his lips press against yours in slightly sleepy determination. Still moistened from the water and unfairly soft, you try to melt completely into the kiss, but you know it can't last. Your husband slips away again all too quickly.
You finish scooping the muffin batter into the tins and set them off to bake. The stew simmers for another fifteen minutes before your husband comes back from his shower, eyes visibly more bright than they were when he left. You shoot him a smile and point to the side counter where a mug of tea has been steeping. He chuckles.
"You take such good care of me," he mumbles, taking his spot behind you, arms around your waist, chin rested on your shoulder as he's done a million times.
"Love you," you whisper back. Hyojin will never grow tired of hearing those words fall from your lips.
