hi! i'm kinda new to tumblr lol, so i hope i'm doing this right, but i just found your page and i'm kinda obsessed?? esp with the vernon smau!!
and i was wondering if i could perhaps request a vernon oneshot/fic/thing where he and f!reader are like.. ah how do i describe this, having a really shy/giggly/fluffy/adorable makeout sesh because they started pointing out freckles/beauty marks and then started kissing them and can't stop? and i know you don't do sexual stuff but i'm not imagining it as sexual, just as really soft and cute and maybe shy, if that makes sense hehe?
anyway, no worries if you're not comfy with that!! just thought i'd ask :) your writing is really good btw <33 have a great day!! ^^
Pairings: Chwe Hansol x f! reader
ᯓ 💌 Message from yours truly: Thank you for the request, and for being supportive of my SMAU series! This request is so domestically cute, and of course, I had to fulfil it! It won't be very sexual/sensual, but just softness from both of them. Hope you enjoy it, and have a nice day to you too!
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"Hello...?" you called out after lying on your couch for the past hour, binge-watching the last show on Netflix while waiting for Vernon to wrap up work. He smiles as usual, seeing you all cuddled up and cozy in your fuzzy blanket, wearing his hoodie (that still smells like him), and looking at him with your starry eyes.
"Helloooo?" you asked again to him now that he is bending down in front of you on the couch, covering your vision from the television, but staring at your face. He simply chuckles at your greeting, before mumbling, "You look pretty."
Your cheeks naturally flush at his compliment, to which he soft smiles again, and continues, "You have really pretty freckles... and that beauty mark there too." You smile at his comment, before asking him teasingly, "So... you're saying you like them?"
He smirks at your tease, before answering without a second of hesitation, "Like is a weak word, love is a stronger word. I think I have the positions of all of them memorised." You chuckle at his sweet confession, glancing into his eyes, which are filled with nothing but appreciation, as you ask again, "Really?" almost sarcastically, without believing his playful words.
He shakes his head, disapproving of your lack of trust, before answering, "I believe in the theory that beauty marks and everything comes from kisses from your past lover," to which you ask quickly and playfully, "So you mean Robert Patterson?"
Vernon pouts at your teasing, not enjoying that you were mentioning your celebrity crush at such a domestic moment. You chuckle playfully at his pouting before leaning closer to his face, noticing the faint redness sitting across his cheeks. "I mean... Hansol," You spoke, reading his eyes focused on you, "It will be you in my past life, right?"
He finally smiles at your words, exhaling in relief. "It will be me, past life, this life, and every life after this one," he speaks before leaving a soft kiss on your forehead, then moving to your cheeks, then to your nose...
You watch his face moving slightly to match the positions your freckles sit across, from the faint ones on your nose, to the more visible ones on your cheeks — Vernon does not miss a single area, ensuring every area is fully covered with his gentle kisses, leaving your face warm from both the action itself, and your own reaction.
He smirks in pride, seeing you react so nicely to his teasing, before leaving a final kiss near your eye, where one of your beauty marks sits perfectly in his eye. He pulls back, looking at you intently like an artist appreciating his masterpiece after hours of painting, before asking, "Do you want me to kiss the other beauty marks... you know... the ones on your neck... the one on your back... also the one on your chest... and..."
Your face immediately reddens at Vernon's words, surprised at his full understanding of your body, even where clothing generally hides your beauty marks. Vernon's smug expression reappears at his ability to rile you up with simple English words and sentences, as he teases, "You're too good to be true... come on..."
Before you can say anything, he covers the two of you with your blanket to continue his mission, like a stargazer counting the constellations, counting your freckles, kissing your freckles, and more.
