Notes: My first Youmin & All(h)ours imagine! I’ve been watching their content for daaaays and they’re so cute so I had to write something. More All(h)ours content is coming soon jsjs.
“You know, Y/nnie, I would love to be able to finish this.” Youmin spoke as he was trying to find a way to place his laptop.
He would have put it on his lap but there was something or rather someone already occupying it.
“Hmm, too bad.” You giggled, with a teasing smile on your face.
“You are such a menace.” Youmin laughed, and kissed your cheek.
“And you love it.”
“Unfortunately.”
You touched your chest. “Ouch.”
“You know, if you let me do my work, I could give you something you want.” The boy tried to negotiate.
“Hmm.” You pretended to think. “Anything?”
He nodded.
“I just want to cuddle, while we watch Weak Hero Class.” You continued with a teasing smile, since you knew he was sick of re-watching it.
That show was one of your absolute favorite and you hadn’t stop binging it since they put it on Netflix.
Your boyfriend just shook his head, smiling. “The things I do for you.”
You laughed and peck his lips. Then you stood up and sat on the couch by his side, snuggling into his arm.
“My cute girl.” He gave you a kiss on the forehead, ready to get to work.
Notes: Another imagine of my man as promised. 🥰 Somebody needs to teach me how to end imagines cause I feel like they look incomplete. 😭
“Are you sure you’re okay with carrying me all the way to my apartment?” You asked shyly as your boyfriend carried you on his back.
“Of course I am, cutie.” He responded. “Remember that I’m super strong.”
You laughed. “Oh, I sure do.”
He liked to wear sleeveless shirts that made his toned arms look good. Since he was a dancer, of course he would had a pretty fit body.
You knew he wouldn’t have a problem with carrying you, but you still felt the need to ask. You tended to be shyer around him since he was your first relationship and because you had been going out for less than a year.
After a few minutes you yawned, you had had a pretty active day alongside the red haired.
“Tired, princess?” He asked.
You nodded, your eyes half-closed. “A little.”
“That doesn’t sound like just a little.” He laughed. “Just lean on my back, we’re not that far.”
You wanted to protest, that it wasn’t necessary, that you were fine, but your body betrayed you.
“Okay.” You whispered, tightening your grip on the heels in your right hand. You snuggled closer and rested your head on his shoulder.
“You’re so cute.” Your boyfriend smiled softly.
He loved having you this close, after all his love language was physical touch.
He squeezed your thigh tenderly, and you kissed his cheek in return. Which made him blush and smile shyly.
