those stressful, studio days.
word count : Idek?? I’m on mobile.
summary : ohyul has had a rough day, and needs y/n’s bright, but calm energy to cheer him up. invites y/n over to the studio at night and eventually falls asleep in her arms after a deep talk.
warnings! : none, rlly.
I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY THIS! my first short story.
when burying yourself in electric guitar strums, pathetic attempts on lyrics for the next comeback, becomes tiring, ohyul always finds a solution to his problems.
y/n.
always smelling like strawberry’s and bliss every time he hugs her, the way her head tilts when she focused on something, or the way she smiled while listening to ohyul’s personal tracks for her(which of course he was too much of a wimp to admit they were for her).
he got out of his studio chair, running a slightly sweaty palm down his tired, exhausted face, and reached over the desk to see his forgotten phone and picked it up, going straight to y/n’s Instagram.
(don’t mind the times on it, okay? I got lazy.)
once he texted y/n, he ordered the ramen she liked. The spicy chicken broth with boiled eggs and spring onion, as well as pork belly and enoki mushrooms. then ordered a kimchi fried rice bowl for himself, and placed the order under the company’s ‘dinner’ card.
the food for here the same time y/n arrived, and she brought it in, smiling happily as she inhaled the food. “You even got me strawberry milk? you’re the best!” She squealed, and set the food down on a slightly empty coffee table infront of the soft couch in the cramped studio.
“Come, come eat with me. you’ve been busy, I assume?” y/n said, opening up the food with a hungry gaze as she dug in quickly, as ohyul sat down close next to her, and slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, clinging almost. Y/n was shocked, not only from the sudden clinginess, but also the fact he was on the verge of crying.
“Okay— what happened? is that why you wanted me to come so urgently?” Y/n asked then, voice soft and muffled at the fact her face was stuffed with ramen.
ohyul looked up at y/n, eyes big and glossy and overwhelmed as he explained what happened in an almost shaky, exhausted voice. “I—I don’t know.. everything has been a blur ever since the album— and now I’m stacked with pressure..” he said, sniffling as he wiped a tear from his cold face.
y/n looked sad then, putting down the ramen bowl to hug him, and I tried to cheer him up. “Okay— it’s fine.. just breathe. please don’t cry..” she mumbled the last part, her eyes watering, before ohyul stopped crying, not wanting to upset y/n.
“I’m okay.. yeah? I’m okay now that you’re here..” ohyul said, then looked back down at the food with newfound hunger. “Let’s eat, yah?” He murmured, sad still, but cheered up due to y/n, and dug into the kimchi fried rice.
after the two ate, ohyul laid between y/n’s thighs with sorrow, pretending to be upset again just for her attention. “I’m just sooooo stressed.. I need a big, warm cuddle session with my beautiful, fluffy, warm best friend.” ohyul pouted, before smiling sheepishly as he nuzzled against the plush thighs.
“best friends don’t do this.. y’know.” y/n spoke up after he nuzzled, and let her hand drift down to his hair, carding through the soft, but distressed strands. Ohyul practically cringed with satisfaction from the feeling of his love’s hands in his hair.
“well, maybe we can be more.” Ohyul murmured against the soft flesh of y/n’s thighs, the vibration of his deep voice sending jolts through y/n’s nervous system. “what do you mean?” she asked, before ohyul looked up at y/n.
after a deep silence, he sighed and tapped her thigh, getting her attention again. “be mine. please? I’d treat you so nice..” ohyul whispered against y/n’s thigh, then looked up at her, to see her reaction.
y/n was a bit shocked, as if not expecting his clinginess, but also flustered..? eyes widened, but then softened into those familiar, soft eyes ohyul knew. “okay.. okay. I will.” she finally admitted, agreeing to his words, before she saw ohyul rest his hand against her stomach, slowly falling asleep in the comfort of his now, girlfriends arms.
Y/n soon followed down the sleep line too, her eyes closing and dreaming on for the rest of the night. Under the warmth of her baby’s body.
ENJOY ! !
not proofread btw 🥺🫰
