grocery shopping | kang yeosang
pairing: yeosang x femreader
genre: fluff, comedy
word count: 1.4k
a/n: i love yeo so much, he's so adorable WHY and im sorry if this is cringy 😭 my current posts are all old reposts so bear with me pls >.<
it has been 2 months since you and yeosang got married, those 2 months being the best you've ever lived in your life. it was one thing to be the girlfriend of a celebrity, another whole new thing to be the wife of a celebrity. you were skeptical about getting married when he first proposed but the fans have been reacting to it positively, wishing a prosperous and happy life for both of you.
"y/n? i asked you a question." yeosang called, snapping you out of your thoughts. you turned your head to his direction, confused.
"sorry, i wasn't listening. what did you say?"
"i said practice was postponed to 6 in the evening so i'm free now, do you wanna do anything?" he asked, leaning against the door frame.
your blank expression switched to a sad one, a frown forming on your face. "so you'll come home late today?"
yeosang opened his mouth to reason with you then he kept quiet and looked away. you let out a sigh, grabbing your phone to open your notes app. you saw a reminder at the top that you needed to go grocery shopping today. your lips curved upwards when you saw the reminder realising that you've never shopped with yeosang before, it was usually you alone for groceries.
"babe, are yo-"
"i'm not." you answered his question that you cut off, and continued with a question. "today's a tuesday, i'm gonna go get groceries. do you want to follow me?"
yeosang didn't hesitate and took the car keys before looking at you, "yeah, let's go."
• • •
while yeosang drove the car, you just used your phone so that you would not speak to him. you were slightly mad, considering the fact that when you were both dating, the two of you wouldn't hang out as often because you were busy with school and he was busy with touring. it felt like christmas if you got the chance to go out with him for more than 2 hours in a day.
now that you two have settled down together, you expected to spend more time with him but usually, you would only see him during breakfast and when you're about to sleep since both of you would be busy with work. however, you did feel guilty for behaving like this towards him. maybe you were overreacting a little.
you grabbed a trolley that was at the entrance of the supermarket and pushed it inside the building with yeosang by your side. you kept a straight face while you walked through each aisle, grabbing stuff that you had little supply of at home.
"babe, how about i push the trolley? you can pass me the stuff and i'll keep them in here." he suggested, trying to make you feel less mad. you didn't budge and continued walking slowly, passing by the toiletries aisle.
"do we still have body wash?" you asked him, your eyes fixated on the shampoo bottles stacked up while waiting for a response from him.
"yeah, but we should take one just in case your favourite one goes out of sale again." he said, making you nod your head. you searched for your favourite shampoo brand and as expected, there were only a few bottles left. the problem was, it was placed on the top rack. not wanting to ask yeosang for help, you decided to take the shampoo by yourself, even though you knew very well you couldn't reach that high.
from the corner of your eye, you could see yeosang cross his arms and look at you attempting to take the bottle but failed to do so. after a few minutes of huffing and groaning, you gave up and moved away so that yeosang could help you with it.
he chuckled and walked forward, taking the bottle off the rack without any struggle and gave it to you. you didn’t thank him and put the bottle inside the trolley before pushing it towards the pad section. yeosang followed suit and stood beside you.
“what’s your size?”
“what?”
“your coochie size.”
you were taken aback with his words, you instantly looked around to find an elderly woman glaring at you. heat rushed to your cheeks as you bowed at her, apologising before pulling yeosang with you to another aisle. holding back your laughter, you asked him. “kang yeosang, we’re in public, why would you say that out loud?”
“i mean, yeah. they had sizes up to 40cm, i didn’t know-”
“It’s okay,” you cut him off, before you bursted into laughter. “the sizes refer to the length of the pad, not… the size of it.”
yeosang let out a silent ah and nodded his head, “well, next time you run out of pads, i’ll be sure to get you pads myself.” he patted your head, making your heart melt with his action.
“thank you for that, i guess.” you said, turning around to hold the trolley handle but yeosang beat you to it.
“i’ll push from now on. what else do you wanna get?” he asked, scanning the supermarket with his feline eyes. you smiled to yourself, eyes diverted to the pasta section a few aisles away from where you were standing at. you pointed your finger there, “let’s get some pasta, i’ll cook dinner before you go for practice.”
“can we order chicken as well?”
you let out a sigh, being reminded about the fact that you’ll have to force yourself to sleep alone again tonight. “mhm.”
yeosang stopped in his tracks, making you stop walking as well and you looked at him. “what?”
“babe, i know you’re mad at me but don’t be this mad,” he mumbled, taking your hands into his, “i promise i’ll try to come back home earlier tonight, i’ll be back home before you head to bed!”
“yeosang, it’s alright. i’m not mad, i promise i’m not.” you told him before you let out a sigh. “i just hate going to bed without you by my side nowadays and the house is always quiet unless i turn on youtube or tune into spotify.”
his face softened up at your words, making him drop his head. you noticed his move and squeezed his hands a little, “what’s wrong?”
“i’m sorry for working overtime and during the weekends nowadays, i guess it slipped out of my mind that you would feel this way, especially after a long day after work.” he muttered, his voice laced with sorrow.
you didn’t want him to feel guilty from this, you started to regret being mad at him in the first place. “baby, it’s okay. at least we still get to see each other everyday.”
he was going to argue back but you didn’t want to hear anything else so you closed the gap between the both of you with a kiss. you cupped his cheek as his hand snaked around your waist, warmth filling your body instantly when he started kissing you back.
the kiss only lasted for a while before you were interrupted by a tiny guest who screamed a loud ‘ew’ at the sight of two adults ‘eating each other’s faces off’. the small boy ran off after giving an honest remark, leaving both of you alone once again.
yeosang turned his attention to you, arms still wrapped around your waist. “well, how about you come over to the studio instead? and after i finish, we’ll go to our soju spot. we don’t have practice tomorrow so we could take our time to come back home.”
“but i have chores.”
“we’ll do it together at home after this. you don’t have to do anything at the studio, babe. you can finish your paperwork there if you want to.” he added, wanting you to join him.
you haven’t met the boys after your wedding as you’ve been busy with work so it was probably a good chance for them to meet you and get to know you better since you were pretty quiet around them. not wanting him to feel upset, you agreed to his idea.
“so, i’ll do the cooking and you do the chores?” you asked, grinning at him, hoping he would say yes to that. he gave it a thought, eyes wandered around to avoid yours but eventually he had no choice but to agree to it since he hasn’t been doing chores lately as well.
you clapped your hands out of joy and kissed his cheek quickly, “best husband award goes to kang yeosang!” he laughed at your words and nodded, “i would say lucky husband award instead.”
“huh, why?”
“cause i’m lucky to have you as my wife, and that’s all i could ever want in life.”