synopsis. in which, your little niece has a crush on your boyfriend.
pairings. donghyuck x reader (f)
genre. fluff, established relationship, non!idol au
warnings. none!
notes. this idea is inspired by this tiktok i saw T_T i was like holy shit this is cute now let’s make it about hyuck :D also something is wrong w my taglist, it says it got deleted but i didn’t delete it so i might have to make a new one😭 so if the link isn’t working that’s why!! just letting y’all know :)
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“and she hates the crust on her bread–“ your older sister tries to inform.
you push her out your door, mindlessly nodding your head. “i know, i know, don’t worry she’s gonna be fine. now go, before you’re late.” you wave to her one last time before you close the door behind her with a huff.
your six year old niece is still standing behind you with her bluey backpack on her shoulders that has all the things that would entertain her for tonight.
“hi, sweetie. i missed you,” you crouch down to her level, helping her out of her shoes and taking off her backpack.
“i missed you too, auntie!” she smiles and takes off to your living room, giggling.
you had already put on her favorite cartoon on your tv, as you follow her with her bag in your hands before placing it beside the couch.
she’s totally immersed herself in the animated slice-of-life adventures of the dog family. you stand inches away from her, amused at how she has blocked out all of her surroundings.
you turn to walk into your kitchen, thinking of preparing something easy for dinner.
“auntie!” your niece calls out from the living room.
you hum in response, putting away the dried dishes from last night.
“is donghyuck-ie coming over today?” she asks, curiously. and you know just by her tone and the mention of her second favorite person (first is obviously me) she’s twiddling her fingers.
you chuckle to yourself. “yes, he’s coming over later though.”
you hear her gasp before it goes back to being silent, the faint sound of the tv echoing through your apartment.
you’ve noticed your little niece’s infatuation with your boyfriend and you and donghyuck think it’s the cutest thing. she loves playing with him when he comes over while you’re babysitting her, making him sit in the living room with her and color and play with her toys. she gets all shy and geeky when donghyuck walks with her holding hands.
your older sister finds it funny and amusing.
“tell your boyfriend to stop being so handsome yeah? my daughter is bragging to everybody that donghyuck-ie bought her a toy.” your sister groans into your ear, on the phone with you.
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you’ve been busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, appreciating the comforting sound of bluey and bingo playing along. every so and so minutes you check on your niece by calling her name.
“yes?”
“just checking on you, you good?”
she hums cutely. “yes auntie.” you peek your head out, seeing her sprawled out on the floor with her backpack next to her and all its contents spread out. she’s drawing something in front of the tv, concentrating with her tongue poking out as she scribbled with her crayons and gazing up at the tv.
she crawls up to her feet, bending down to grab the piece of paper she was doodling on before stomping over to you.
“auntie! auntie!”
you raise your eyebrows, giving her your undivided attention.
she shoves the piece of paper in your face. “look!”
you lean your head back, blinking, trying to adjust to what she’s showing you.
she’s holding up a stationary bluey themed piece of paper that has blue textured crayon words written neatly across the printed lines.
‘dear sunflower ♡’
you gasp, bringing your hands to cover your mouth. “is this a letter for donghyuck?” you whisper to her, from her view, your eyes shaped into crescent moons and your hands are covering your smile.
your niece giggles, using the letter in her tiny hands to hide her face as the pig tails from her head bounce from her nodding.
“he’s gonna love it! i mean, who doesn’t love bluey?” you ask rhetorically, hands on your hips.
“right?”
the doorbell chimes throughout your small home, both you and your niece look at each other with big eyes. already knowing who’s behind the door. your niece runs out the kitchen and into the living room squealing as you make your way to let your boyfriend in.
“hi pretty.” haechan grins at you, his eyelids looking a bit heavy and you already know work was tough on him. he still smiles and extends his arms out for you.
you wrap your arms around his neck, playfully groaning when he squeezes you tight in his grasp.
he lets out a breathy laugh, grabbing your waist to pull you away to connect his lips with yours in a slow, gentle kiss. his hands roaming over your lower back and creeping down to your ass.
“sunflower!” you both break the kiss, you walk back to the kitchen while he bends down to greet the little girl.
“aigoo, hi cutie. how are you?” you hear him coo at her.
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“thank u yn for the food.”
“thank you auntie for the food!” they both say at the same time.
you reach over the table to grab their plates and placing them inside the sink, your niece jumps up from her seat and runs out the kitchen. donghyuck takes this moment to snake his hands from behind to lace his fingers together so you can’t run.
his body towering over you, he leans down to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck, peppering small kisses on your exposed skin. “thank you for dinner baby,” he mumbles against your skin.
you smile, “of course.”
“sunflower!”
he pats your ass, pecking the top of your head before walking away. “yes bum bum,” he replies. the nickname that seemed fitting and grew on her over time, it being short for bumble bee.
“i made something for you.” the little girl shyly utters, the piece of paper in her hands as she shoves it in his hands.
he laughs lightly, sitting on the balls of his feet. “did you draw something for me?”
she shakes her head, her toothy smile on display, her hands behind her back as she sways back and forth on her feet.
you appear behind donghyuck, relaxing your hand on his shoulder.
it’s a comforting silence in your apartment, he’s taking the time to carefully read each word and reading a certain word over again because of the misspelling but he finds it endearing, his smile growing wider as he gets closer to the end.
‘xoxo, bum bum :)’
“hugs and kisses, where did you learn that from?”
“school!” she exclaims.
“school shouldn’t be teaching you how to win hearts,” he states with a playful pout.
she clasps her hands together, stepping closer towards him to point at the tiny prints. “i used my bluey stationary kit, do you like the paper?”
“i do, i’m very honored and i’m going to hang it up in my home. this is my first letter i got from a girl!” he whisper-shouts in your niece’s ear.
obviously you heard him and that made you nudge him with your knee, making him lose his balance.
“auntie you have to write sunflower love letters.”
Description: morning fluff , cute and soft. (I am lately having this cute aggression towards haechan, I just wanna squish him, bite him and nom nom him AGHHHH STOPP skskks)
Warnings : none
It was a frizzy autumn morning the first feeble ray of the rising sun peered through the window surpassing the light green curtains billowing softly in the wind, two lovebirds were still nestled in the soft bed placed against the wall of the room as the wind brushed over them they burrowed better in the cocoon made of blankets of nay color.
He hugged her closer to his chest, his touch like a feather as he brushed aside a dark rebel lock covering her cheek he took his time admiring his princess the one and only woman who he has ever loved and who has ever showed anything but the deepest tender love she held only for him, he lost track of time as he stared in awe at her gorgeous features when her eyes fluttered open softly, sleep still clinging to them as she slowly focused her gaze on him, her eyes a bright shade of light green melting with light crinkles of golden he would have stared at all day never getting tired, affection and love dancing in them making them shine like fresh honey on a sunny day, tenderness dripping over her smile as her hands curled on his heart leaping up with mirth at the soft intimate touch of her Queen taking her place on her throne that has always belonged to her alone, she was an irresistible temptation he felt drawn to like a bear to honey, he leaned closer disclosing his lips only to brush an achingly reverent kiss on her forehead .
“Good morning my princess.” his voice a soft murmur for her alone to ear
“Good morning my bear.” his fingers bolder as he brushed her dark locks in their proper place, his gaze full of promises as he melted his lips on hers.
She loved kisses of any kind for every time he disclosed a side of him for her alone to discover, precious treasure for them both was every kiss they shared, soft, deep and long, savored slowly like a spoonful of honey but way more sweeter.
It was a lovely kiss slow and unhurried as they took their time showing off their love to one another not caring about anything else, the world outside fading out, time slowed almost to a stop not bothering to disturb them in the slightest it would have been useless anyway to desire them to rush over, after a while, they desired to last longer, reluctantly they pulled away only to take breath, their gaze locked to one another mirroring nothing but lovestruck affection, bright green melting with chartreuse in a peculiar color that was only theirs, he hugged her closer to his chest leaving a kiss full of devotion on her hair making her smile even brighter, their voices murmuring sweet nothings to each other with light tender caress, the soft sound melting with the birds chirping outside.
His voice low and deep, sweet like honey as he professed his love unable to keep it hidden in his heart any longer
“I love you y/n.” her smile brightened her features, warming his whole heart with the scorching heat of her love
“I love you too Haechan.” it was unbelievable how these words always manage to make his heart melt completely, making him so happy as he never was unable to know what to do with himself, ready to obey her every order, doing everything and even more just to see that smile reward and precious treasure for his love, he so generously spoiled her with, unable to stay way from showering her with all his love.
They did not rush, nor hurried there was nothing to be anxious for anyway no one chiding him with duties, letting them savor each second of their married life away from the ruckus of the palace, who risked breaking them apart, nestled in a far away village in a cozy cottage hidden amidst the forest, their official duties was to strengthen the border, when needed, and keep an eye on the frontiers with Jade, cultivating in the meanwhile the good relationship between their countries.
Their heart beating in sync, filled with gratitude for that magical story they began to write since their childhood, their friendship nurturing the bud of that tender feeling bloomed to the fullest, a sweet continuation to his messy past, a balm and a reward to them both for sticking close no matter what, strengthening an unbreakable bond forged in blood and written in the stars like in a fairytale whose destiny they choose themselves, the beautiful and passionate tale of the bear and the princess written by their love.
you may think that your most vulnerable moment is when you’re lying there naked with your significant other.
but for you, it’s those moments when you lie next to them and your heart is screaming “i love you”, and it’s caught in your throat.
it felt like that with haechan.
the morning after your unexpected sleepover at his dorm, you wake earlier than him.
as your eyes adjust to the brightness of the room, you follow the arm that’s wrapped around your waist.
turning slowly towards haechan. your heart melts and aches looking at his sleeping figure.
starting from the way his hair settles on his face to the beauty marks all over, and his lips.
God, his lips.
those lips that drive you crazy from silly side comments or ones who kiss your worries away.
his lips have an effect that leaves you breathless and your heart beating faster every time.
these thoughts made you unknowingly sigh loudly, causing him to shuffle awake. he slightly opens his eyes, peeking at you watching him.
haechan can’t hide his smile, kissing your cheek swiftly.
your heart stops for a moment but quickly settles after he repeats the same action once more. you attempt to hide your smile by burying your face into his side but he doesn’t let you.
You threw yourself on the bed, just having gotten back from a long day with the dreamies. It was the fourth or fifth time you had hung out with them, but Hyuck assured you they thought you were cool, ever cooler than him, but he wouldn’t admit that. “I know he is unbearable ninety percent of the time, but that ten percent is truly special” Mark had said to you while while you both watched as Hyuck poured salt on Jaemin’s black coffee.
“Did you have fun today with the loser- I mean the gang?” He put up a peace sign and a duck face as soon as he said gang, earning a snort of laughter.
“Yeah, being with them is the only way to stand you. This way we can divide the effort by seven, it makes it much easier, really.”
With an eye roll and a dramatic sigh, he climbed up on the bed and then kept crawling with that mischievous smile on until he was almost on top of you. When he aligned his face with yours, it took your breath away. His tan complexion contrasted with his bright eyes, the same ones you loved to see scrunch up whenever something remotely amusing happened (which was the reason you kept on showing him funny videos at random times). Down his cute boppable nose came his lips, which had now bent into a soft smirk, knowing exactly what was going through your mind.
“You are seriously so in love with me.” He teased, to which you teasingly pushed him away.
“Aish, you sure do know how to ruin a moment.” His smirk turned into an honest smile knowing you hadn’t refuted his previous declaration.
“So you agree, you think I’m the hottest person ever. Hotter than that actor whose butt is plastered all over your phone gallery?”
“You’re getting ahead of yourself. You must already know that I’m only dating you because of your battleground skills, it gives me street cred.”
Hyuck laid up on the bed just to dramatically throw himself back down on the mattress, fake crying. You giggled, laying down half on top of him, your feet dangling down the edge of the bed, toes curling to make up for the huge grin you were trying to supress. You leaned in closer to his face, where a smile was visible, he looked beautiful. Suddenly, placing a kiss to his lips seemed irresistible, to which he returned by deepening the kiss and bringing a hand up to your neck, caressing your cheek ever so slightly. He then slowly pulled away, his mind kept telling him to; he just wanted to witness your soft eyes and shy smile that appeared when he did this. It made those damn butterflies go crazy.
[12:31am] “Haechan, seriously. I need to study for this exam,” you sigh. boyfriend!Haechan has been whining about wanting to cuddle for the past hour and a half. He’s always been clingy, but you had a huge final that was worth 40% of your overall grade and you needed to ace it.
“You’ve been studying since 5pm, y/n,” he pouted as he rested his chin on the top of your head. He so desperately wanted to wrap his arms around you, but your desk chair was very much in the way and it bothered him.
“I was studying for a different exam then. Now I’m studying for chemistry,” you roll your eyes. Honestly, you loved him, but he was so whiny when he wanted to cuddle.
“Y/n, seriously. I know you’re going to ace this test. You’ve been studying this whole week for it and I know how smart you are. Plus it’s already past midnight so please just come to bed with me. It’s lonely without you.” Haechan spins your chair around to face him and you finally see the frown on his face.
It has been a while since you’ve started studying and you were pretty confident about the material... You nervously bit your lip. “At least let me finish reviewing this chapter. It’ll only take like ten minutes,” you say.
“Ten minutes and then you’re coming straight to bed,” he nods. You expect him to settle into your bed but instead he rests his head on your own when you turn back around. You hear his soft humming, not too loud to be distracting, but nonetheless very soothing. It helps you review quicker with the thought you’ll be able to feel the vibrations coming from his chest while the two of you lay in bed.
The second the clock hits ten minutes, he takes the pencil out of your hand and places it in your book as a bookmark before closing it and pulling you away from the desk. “Bedtime!” he sings as he pulls you off the chair and pushes you over to the bed.
You fall down into the comforter and Haechan isn’t far behind. Even at almost 1am, he’s still giddy and hyper and finally glad you’re in his arms once again.
