#sohee oneshot

[lovelywoos]

that one guy your friend always posts (1) | lee sohee smau

genre: sohee smau, strangers to lovers, your best friend anton has a hot friend, fluff

pairings: sohee x fem!reader

synopsis: your friend anton keeps posting this one guy.

a/n - working on pt 2 now! also ignore all timestamps and likes n stuff i gave up halfway on caring 😭

pt. 1 | pt. 2 |

[imsosoheee]

your only boy - l.sh

wc: 867 | pairing: bf!sohee x gf!yn | genre: fluff | synopsis: yn gets a rush of baby fever, but cutie BOY sohee gets jealous!! xD

author's note! i love sohee so much guys he's so boy he's silly and cute and the thought of him being like this irl crossed my mind a while ago ... so i wrote it ... aigoo what do i do with all my love for sohi ... thank you all for 400 followers! i love u alll

the cafe is warm in the late afternoon, quiet but alive with the low hum of voices and the clink of cutlery. you and sohee sit side by side, sharing a bowl of ice cream that’s already half melted. his iced americano sweats on the table; your matcha latte leaves a faint green ring on the coaster.

he’s talking about something—basketball, maybe, or the new movie he wants to see—but you’re not really listening. your eyes are fixed on the table behind him, where a family of four is sitting close together. the little boy spoons ice cream into his baby sister’s mouth, then wipes her chin with a napkin. their parents watch with quiet fondness, like it’s the most important thing in the world.

“what, you don’t like me anymore?” sohee pouts when he notices your distraction.

you laugh, shaking your head. “no, no, that’s not it. just… look.” you point with your spoon, and he twists slightly to glance. you lower your voice. “our son is going to be like that, too.”

the words leave your mouth without hesitation, natural as breathing.

sohee nearly chokes on his coffee. “o-o-our son?”

you nod, smiling at how pink his ears go. “yes, our son. of course, i want a daughter too. but a boy would be so precious.” your gaze lingers on him, steady, sure. “he’ll take after you—gentle, good, the kind of boy who puts others first.”

he stares at you, silent.

“what? am i being too forward? do boys not think about this stuff?” you tease, though your voice softens when you add, “you do want a family, right? with me?”

his throat works as he swallows. “of course. of course i want that. just… in the future. not right now.”

“obviously not right now, silly,” you grin.

but his voice grows hushed. “i have thought about it, though. our kids. how pretty they’d be."

"maybe it should happen sooner than later. i like the sound of that—our family. our son. our daughter. me and you.” you say, voice light, but meaning every word.

“don’t say that to me, yn.” he closes his eyes, his nose scrunched. you press your cheek against your palm to cool the warmth rising there.

days later, you’re sprawled across his bed, phone in hand, showing him videos of your baby nephew. his gummy laugh fills the room through the tiny speakers, and you coo every time the boy claps his hands or toddles toward the camera.

sohee lies beside you, unusually quiet. his answers come late, flat, until finally he turns on his side with his back to you.

you misread it as an invitation and curl into him, wrapping your arms around his waist. “what’s wrong, hee?” you whisper.

“i changed my mind,” he sighs.

your heart skips. you shift him onto his back so you can see his face. “about what?”

he covers his eyes with his forearm. “it’s embarrassing.”

“tell me,” you demand, tickling at his ribs until he squirms and laughs, surrendering.

finally, he looks at you. cheeks flushed, lips pouty. “i don’t know if i can handle having a baby boy with you anymore.”

you blink. “hm?”

his hand drifts into your hair, fidgeting. “because… you’d think he’s cuter than me. and i wouldn’t be your only boy anymore. i’d have to fight for your attention. i don’t want that. i want you to love me and adore only me.” his voice cracks on the last words, so shy you can barely hear them.

your chest aches. you sit up suddenly, covering your face with both hands, your heart too full. “you are so cute. how are you so cute? the cutest boy in the world, oh my god! how did i get the cutest person alive?” your voice shakes, watery with laughter and tears. “baby, you’ll always be my first. my forever. i can’t even imagine our kids right now, because you’re already everything.”

“stop, yn, i’m embarrassed,” he groans, but you’re already raining kisses across his face—his temples, his cheeks, the tip of his nose—until he’s grinning helplessly beneath you.

eventually you collapse against him, ear to his chest, the steady beat grounding you. the room is hushed, full of a fragile kind of forever.

“yn,” he whispers, his lips close to your hair. “promise me something.”

“what?”

“even when we’re older. even if we have kids, even if the world changes. promise me i’ll still be your boy.”

you close your eyes, letting the sound of his heart sink into you. “sohee… you’ll always be my boy. even if everything else disappears. even if i disappear. it’ll still be you.”

he exhales, deep, like the air has finally loosened in his chest. his hand rests lightly on your back.

“then i guess,” he says quietly, “i can handle it. a son, a daughter, a whole family. as long as you’re here.”

you lift your head just enough to meet his eyes. “we don’t have to think about later. just now. you and me.”

his gaze lingers, soft but endless, like he’s memorizing you.

“you and me,” he repeats.

and in that small, ordinary room, it feels like eternity has already begun.

[nqctar]

we need more cg!sohee 🥲🥲 literally anything with cg!sohee and little!reader,, specifically like full story rather than just headcanons ykwim? 😅😅💕 thank you 😊🙌

face painting and other disasters

이소희 / lee sohee ★

pairings: cg! sohee x f!little reader. genre: sfw age regression, fluff/slight angst. warnings: nonsexual usage of 'daddy.’ no major warnings apply.

dni: if you sexualize little space. summary: when unsuspecting sohee falls asleep on the couch, his little decides that it's time for a makeover.

you sat on the living room floor, colouring and playing quietly as possible so that you don't wake sohee. he’d fallen asleep over an hour ago, sleepily telling you to wake him up if you needed anything before drifting off.

however, you fought the urge to violently shake him and then ask to play “makeup” it was your favourite activity, but definitely not sohee’s. he absolutely hated how difficult it was to remove afterward and would spend an hour nagging you about why he’s “never going to let you do his makeup ever again.”

yet every time you ask, he painstakingly obliges. and to your little space brain, that means he absolutely loves having his makeup done.

you peek over at sohee who’s sleeping peacefully and completely unaware of what you’re currently planning. an idea pops into your head and you giggle quietly to not wake him.

if sohee loves getting his makeup done so much, you’re sure he won’t mind you doing it while he’s asleep!

quietly, you tip toe away from the living room and into your bathroom where you keep all of your makeup/face paint supplies. after staring at everything for a couple minutes you decide to grab all of it and run back to the couch.

sohee’s light snores told you he was still fast asleep and luckily for you, he could sleep through the sound of a building being demolished.

“i’m sure daddy won’t mind…” you whisper to yourself as you grab an assortment of face paint colours, planning to make sohee look like one of the clowns you’d seen at disney world months ago.

you furrow your eyebrows in concentration and waste no time drawing all over his face, only backing up whenever he’d move or make a noise. “almost done! he’s gonna love it so much!” you giggle to yourself again, adding a few finishing touches.

by the end of it sohee looked interesting to say the least. white makeup extended down to his neck, and a rainbow of colours outlined his mouth and eyes. it would’ve scared the life out of anyone who walked through your front door, but to you it was a masterpiece.

sohee stirs around on the couch before sitting up and rubbing his eyes, somehow missing the amount of white paint coming off on his hands. he looks over at you and smiles, running his fingers through your hair and leaving a streak of paint behind.

you try your best to not laugh, but sohee looked absolutely silly right now. he raises an eyebrow and crosses his arms. “what did you do?”

“absolutely nothing! i just played and coloured.” not believing you one bit, sohee mumbles out a “sure.” and walks away, still mumbling to himself about what you could’ve done while he was asleep.

you go back to playing and wait for sohee to discover the “beautiful” face painting you gave him while he was sleeping.

while playing, you hear a faint scream in the distance.

“daddy must’ve seen my art!” you run over to him and give sohee a toothy grin once he looks at you, completely mortified at the clown makeup.

“y/n, baby, what did you do to me?”

“i made daddy into a clown!” sohee starts to rub the paint off with his hands, though it only leaves them coated in white and red. “i can see that very clearly. but why?!”

“umm…” you trail off, unable to give any explanation besides “cause i wanted to.” which you knew sohee wouldn’t accept as an answer.

“why didn’t you wake me up and ask if i wanted my face painted?” you pout and look away.

sohee didn’t seem as happy with your artwork as you thought, and now you’re beginning to regret having the idea in the first place.

“i thought daddy would like it.” sohee starts wiping his face with a towel. just as he’s about to scold you for lathering his face with pore-clogging paint, he hears you begin to sniffle.

“aw baby, you don’t have to cry. daddy isn’t upset. you just have to tell me the next time you want to do my makeup. even if i’m sleeping, okay?” he pulls you into a hug and winces when he sees the amount of green paint in your hair. “sorry, daddy.” you respond, still feeling upset.

sohee holds in a shriek once he notices the paint still all over your hands now ruining his favourite shirt. “it’s okay, little one.”

“just help me get this off, okay? y’know, seunghan is coming over tomorrow. i’m sure he’d love it if you did his makeup too.”

your face lights up as you imagine all the ways you’d draw on seunghan, giggling and bouncing when you settle on making him into a lion.

“m’ gonna make seunghannie a lion!”

“he’s gonna be so excited, baby.” sohee says, hiding his smirk with a face towel.

[lovelywoos]

that one guy your friend always posts (2) | lee sohee smau

genre: sohee smau, strangers to lovers, your best friend anton has a hot friend, fluff

pairings: sohee x fem!reader

synopsis: your friend anton keeps posting this one guy.

a/n - working on pt 3 ohmygahhh... and i thought it would be a oneshot lmfao

pt. 1 | pt. 2 |

ty for patiently waiting! .✦ ݁˖

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