Prompt: “I...I think I’m dying.” “This isn’t the plague, it’s the common cold. Now shut up and drink your soup.”
Pairing: Yoon Jeonghan / NB!Reader
Genre: Fluff / Comedy | Romantic
Word Count: 719
Warnings: None
Credits: @clean-prompts for the dialogue prompts
Summary: Your long term partner, Jeonghan, leaves you a pitiful sounding voice mail, begging you to come see him after work. Knowing that flu season is just around the corner, you decide to bring him some soup and lots of love.
Notes: Thanks you so much for both your requests Karoline ♡ I feel like I don’t write Jeonghan very well, so this was good practice! btw your blog theme, headers, dividers, all of them are so pretty I love the aesthetic ^-^
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“Jeonghan? Darling I need you to come open the door.” You called out to him from the apartment hallway, shopping bad in hand. You didn’t want to be too loud, as not to wake the neighbors, but you've been waiting for nearly five minutes.
Finally, you heard shuffling from inside. After a clumsy click of the lock, Jeonghan appeared from behind the door. He was wrapped up in his favorite blanket, the one saved for stay in dates. His nose looked red and raw, like he’d been rubbing it too hard with a low quality tissue. His eyes were droopy and his lips were chapped, but the sight of him made you want to kiss him anyway.
He didn’t speak, but instead scooted aside to let you in, leaning on the door and making it slam shut with his weight against it. You let out a sigh, knowing well that he wasn’t in as dreadful of a state as he depicted. You put the bad of supplies on the coffee table and read the directions on the back of a soup packet, hoping you’d gotten all the right ingredients.
“Come sit down, Hannie.” You cooed, and Jeonghan followed your voice, flopping over the armrest and landing face first onto the sofa, only to groan and whine like he hadn't made the conscious choice to do that in the first place.
“I’m going to make you some soup, okay? I brought an ice pack to help with the fever, can you handle putting that on yourself? Jeonghan grumbled neutrally, and you took it as an agreement. You stood and got to work cooking, having already become acquainted with the his kitchen after many visits.
Jeonghan lets out more pitiful noises as he moves to sit on the couch properly, obnoxiously cracking the ice pack and putting it on his neck. Someone as needy as him could only be partners with someone as doting as you.
You couldn’t help but smile as you waited for the soup to cook, so you could see and hear your handsome happy boyfriend again.
It took longer than you expected, but he seemed happy to get to sleep a tiny bit longer. Hearing him snore was something you’ve grown used to, and part of why you loved him so much. It was evidence that maybe Mr. Perfect wasn’t as infallible as people thought. It was just one of the many things that only you knew about him.
“Come on darling you have to sit up.” You nudged him as he refused to sit upright, begging you silently to spoon feed him. Somehow you remained calm and sweet, but the urge to roll your eyes was strong. Eventually he found the will do sit up and you sat next to him putting his bowl of soup into his hands. It took you a few moments to notice, having been distracted by your own delicious soup, that he wasn’t even tasting his.
“You haven’t eaten all day, you need to at least have some of it.” You tried to persuade him, but his face was stuck in a grimace. Before you could ask if something was wrong, he turned his head away from you and the food, sneezing harder than a tornado.
He hastily covered his nose with one hand, putting his bowl on the coffee table and blindly looking for a tissue as he refused to turn his head. You laugh heartily and get a fresh tissue, handing it to him instead of making him face the shame of showing you his face that was surely dripping of snot.
He blew his nose and cleaned up, standing up with a strength he didn’t half twenty minutes ago and cleaning up all the used tissues from the table in attempts to regain some of his dignity. You waited patiently, and when Jeonghan returns to the couch, you lean up against his shoulder and smile brightly, interlocking your fingers with his. He remained still, stiff, and quiet.
“I think I’m dying.” He said in a complete deadpan, making you laugh out loud again.
“This isn’t the plague, don’t worry, It’s just a cold. Now shit up and drink your soup.” He groaned I’m response, but you saw the hint of a smile as he eagerly finished the bowl.
hi wife i’m so proud of you for 1k followers!!!! seeing both you and the blog grow has been amazing and all of this is so well deserved. now ! onto the request ! can i have 19 with soonyoung? just whatever category you want hehe I LOVE YOU HAPPY 1K 🧑🍳💛
MY WIFE 😭😭😭😭 THANK YOU SO MUCH KAROL ILY
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this stubbornness had to end eventually. he knew it. you knew it. but you held onto the slight annoyance that bubbled in you after he had the gall to say that your favorite character in the movie was just okay, the sleazy beginnings of too big a play fight for too little reason. in all honesty, you had been too nice to your boyfriend lately, and you were pretty sure he was getting too comfortable. so when you crossed your arms and pouted, ignoring every comment he made while surfing for another movie to watch in bed with you, he was forced to huff and ask what was wrong. you just turned your head from him, eyes shutting as the pout intensified, and you had no way of preparing yourself for the tackle.
you squealed, laughing and telling him to get off you, the dappled sunlight plastering the wall as the sun set beyond your curtains and the beginnings of a netflix preview coming through the speakers. soonyoung's hands held you securely against the mattress, his lips jumping all over your face and neck, your hands desperately trying to get between the two of you to push him off.
his lips slowed, turning from incessant pecks to soft kisses against your cheeks. the corner of your mouth. your lips. you looked up at him, eyes on his lips while he said, "stop being grumpy, it's boring."
you hated to admit it, but he was right. this was much more fun.
tagged by @chocosvt and @secndlife! thank you two so much 🥺💖
i feel like i really didn’t write as much as i should have and wanted to during this year. i’m still really burdened by my self-inflicted fear of not being good enough, not only for you guys, but for myself. i hope to find more courage to write my stories and share my thoughts and ideas and horniness through them in 2021. and to anyone who sticks around to hopefully see that happen: i couldn’t be happier to have you.
01. first creation of 2020
cat got your tongue, january 2nd. it was just a spontaneous, smutty little drabble. not much else to say, i’m afraid.
02. last creation of 2020
half-silvered, december 28th. it was part of merakii’s job au collab and it was my first participation in a collab. i’m actually really happy with it and it is currently the longest piece i’ve posted on this blog. i’d be so appreciative to anyone who would read it and already am to the ones who already have.
03. one of your favorite creations from 2020
i didn’t create all that much, hehe. but i think my favorite piece from 2020 is quits, my wonwoo fic. i’m really happy with it. i think i captured the atmosphere i wanted to in that, the feeling i had while thinking of the fic. it’s cozy but real. sorry for stroking my own horn.
04. a creation you’re really proud of
probably the same as the one above. i’m also proud of in death, a drabble for soonyoungie. and bedside, a drabble for jihoonie. another jihoonie drabble, neediness, i really like too.
05. a new style that you tried this year and a work that used it
honestly, i don’t really know anything about different styles or at least don’t consciously categorize them. i just write however feels right in the moment, so i don’t know!
06. a creation that took forever
it usually doesn’t take all that long for me once i’m finally writing - not weird considering my fics haven’t been very long as of yet. what takes forever for me is to just... start writing...
07. your creation from 2020 that received the most notes
quits, which makes me happy. because i like it a lot.
08. a creation you think deserved more notes
is this where i’m supposed to promote half-silvered....? :eyes_emoji:
09. a new fandom you joined and a creation you made for it
none! i barely create for the group i already love, bruh.
10. a creation you made that breaks your heart
i don’t know that i’m capable of breaking my own heart. when i write something angsty, i’m just kind of excitedly wishing to break everyone else’s. hehe.
11. a simple creation that you really love
i ought to go with either bedside (the jihoon drabble i mentioned) or showering (a seungkwan drabble) or lovesick (a wonwoo drabble). oops, i went with all three.
12. a creation inspired by someone else
i guess you could say that the drabbles for the made-up fic title game i played was inspired by the lovely people who contributed. i’ll mention think about us (for woozi), title by @celestialpearls, as a reference for the question.
13. a favorite creation made by someone else
does it have to be on tumblr? because if not, my favorite creation from 2020 is all eyes on you by aquariusblues on ao3. it’s a 100k soonhoon fic, e2l and slow burn; literally the best shit i know.
14. some of your favorite content creators this year
if i forget mentioning anyone up in here imma lose my mind. (honestly, i’ve just been really bad at consuming tumblr content this year, ugh.)
and if i can be a bit greedy, 1 + mingyu as well? 💕
Prompt: “Oh my gosh–I love you!” “… What did you just say?”
Pairing: Kim Mingyu / NB!Reader
Genre: Fluff / Comedy? | Platonic or Romantic
Word Count: 322
Warnings: None
Credits: @clean-prompts for the dialogue prompts
Summary: You and your friend Mingyu decide to stay in and watch movies for the night, but end up getting lost in telling each other stories late into the nigh, and a laughing fit loosens your tongue.
Notes: Thanks for requesting twice, that’s totally fine to do! I’m sorry this one is much shorter than the other, but i hope its just as sweet ^-^
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“- And so there I was finally able to unwind, with case of beer in one hand and a bag full of glow sticks in the other. They finally open the garage door and guess who I see.”
“No way!”
“Lee goddamn Chan. That’s right. He's so smug about it too, as if he hadn’t sabotaged my exam!”
You were in tears from laughing at Mingyu's memory, but as he began to run out of stories to tell, you kept cackling like he was a professional comedian on as roll. Nothing could compare to how your laugh made him feel, with every gasp for air, every kick or hit, every accidental snort, it all filled him with immense pride; when he was with you, his ego tripped in size.
“What happened then?” You barely managed to ask as you tried to catch your breath. You weren’t ready for the awkward goodbyes yet, even though your abdomen was aching and you desperately wanted to sleep.
“I stayed, and he and I enjoyed the makeshift club night from different sides of the driveway in relative peace. He did aim for my head when throwing a beer can, but me and my big meaty claws swatted it away like a tennis ball. That only made it hit the DJ instead though.”
“Oh my gosh.” Your laughter died down, reduced to a lingering giggle. You settled down steadily, worn out and drowsy as the long-forgotten movie played without you two. He hoped he was wrong, but he assumed it was the residual good feelings from laughing that made you curl up beside him and hold him like a koala holds onto a tree.
“I love you.” You hummed and nuzzled your head into his side, comforted by the familiar smell of his cologne.
“...What did you just say?” He asked breathlessly after a long pause. The quick beat of good heart had lulled you to sleep by then. You were oblivious to the havoc you’d just wrecked upon Mingyu's fragile heart, leaving him in near panic as you slept peacefully on his arm.
