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updated: march 7th, 2025
choi seungcheol / s.coups
series:
↪ fake dating roommates
one two three four
— summary: in which choi seungcheol becomes your roommate and fake boyfriend in one fell swoop. and you still don’t know how it happened.
one shots:
↪ pregnancy cravings
— summary: where being pregnant comes with its struggles, and one of them just so happens to be the random pregnancy cravings. so, in the middle of the night, you try to sneak out and go to the convenience store nearby and buy something to satisfy your craving. however, your husband wakes up and insists to accompany you—even if he’s barely awake.
↪ finally
— summary: in a last-ditch effort to study before your big final exam, you barricade yourself in your apartment in order to study as much as you can. on the day of your last exam, your boyfriend, seungcheol, finally sees you and comes with gifts.
↪ boyfriend duties
— summary: after a night out with your friends, your boyfriend, seungcheol tries to take care of a drunk you. as he is helping you get ready for bed, you start mumbling about an interesting topic
↪ untitled (ANGST)
— summary: the only thing I can tell you without giving out any spoilers: I am truly sorry for what I've done
↪ ruined birthday surprise
— summary: in which you try your hardest to surprise cheol.
↪ options
— summary: where cheol tries his best to make sure your pregnancy cravings are satisfied—by buying what seems to be the whole convenience store
↪ tea party
— summary: where seungcheol is determined to entertain your guys' daughter, haewon, while you take a much-deserved nap.
yoon jeonghan
none for now
hong jisoo / joshua
↪ clockwork (ANGST)
— summary: where it wasn’t supposed to be like this. but it did.
wen junhui / jun
none for now
kwon soonyoung / hoshi
↪ savior
— summary: where you save soonyoung from a horrible, wild beast. spoiler: it's a spider
jeon wonwoo
↪ book boyfriend
— summary: who needs a fictional boyfriend when your real boyfriend was even better than the movies?
↪ cat dad
— summary: whenever you go to your boyfriend, wonwoo's, house, his cat mimi. and he's totally not jealous because of this.
↪ bedtime routine
— summary: where you loved times like these with your boyfriend, wonwoo.
↪ marriage
— summary: where wonwoo’s nightmare is coming true. (contrary to the title, this one shot is lighthearted)
↪ birthday surprise
— summary: where you and nari try to make breakfast and a cake before wonwoo wakes up… if only your daughter knew what the word “surprise” meant.
↪ moving on (ft. mingyu)
— summary: in which giving up on kim mingyu seems to be the only solution, and jeon wonwoo is right there to help you out.
lee jihoon / woozi
none for now
lee seokmin / dk
none for now
kim mingyu
↪ puppy parents
— summary: where your golden retriever has the tendency to bring you things she has an interest in— sticks, frisbees that obviously don’t belong to you, and even the occasional bird. but this time, your dog brings… a man? and not just any man, only the most beautiful man you’ve ever met. maybe your dog is onto something…
↪ husband duties
— summary: where mingyu is the best support system for your pregnancy.
↪ drunk giant
— summary: in which you have to figure out how to transfer your drunk boyfriend to the bedroom without causing major bodily harm. and he’s not making it easy for you.
↪ shave
— summary: with your boyfriend’s comeback approaching, mingyu asks you to help with shaving.
↪ (not) a date night
— summary: sometimes it was hard dating an idol because of their busy schedules. after missing a date and being mia, mingyu tries to make it up to you.
↪ moving on (ft. wonwoo)
— summary: in which giving up on kim mingyu seems to be the only solution, and jeon wonwoo is right there to help you out.
↪ hypnotized
— summary: where you've got seventeen's mingyu hypnotized, and he doesn't mind it one bit.
xu minghao
↪ artblock
— summary: trying to finish a commission, you find yourself stuck in what to paint. thankfully your boyfriend knows exactly what to do in order to help you get your inspiration back.
guys wonwoo is going to do alternative military service, aka be a public service worker, but this completely slipped my mind so i may be writing fics where he's going to combat military service.
it didn't occur to me until i looked it up right now to make sure, but i've already started writing a fic where he's supposed to be shipped off... think of it as an au, i suppose
me, seeing someone left me a comment: screaming, running around the room in circles, kicking my feet up in the air, jumping up and down, giggling to myself, squealing, wiggling, dancing around...
me, replying to someone's comment: Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)
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hello hello~ i read your post earlier about requests for svt dad AUs. i was wondering if you could do one with s.coups and obviously he’s a huge girl dad. like his daughter would be putting make up on him, having tea parties, put those princess jewellery on, and painted nails PLEASE MAKE IT AS FUNNY AND LOVELY! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR WORK
tea party — choi seungcheol x fem!reader
summary: where seungcheol is determined to entertain your guys' daughter, haewon, while you take a much-deserved nap.
notes: I absolutely love this request and I hope I did it justice writing it anon! <3
im pretty rusty in writing oneshots, so let me know how i did!
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"Mom,"
"Yes, baby?"
"Are you sick?" Your daughter, Haewon, innocently asked.
"Yes, I'm a little sick," you sniffled.
It started with Haewon getting sick from one of her kids at Daycare. Then it got to Seungcheol, who was dramatic bedridden for a week or so. You were hoping that it wouldn't spread to you, but unfortunately, that didn't work out.
So now here you were, on the couch, covered with blankets from top to bottom because of how cold you were, trying to evade your overly affectionate daughter (she gets it from Seungcheol) without upsetting her. It was hard since Seungcheol had left to get some cold medicine and food for you, so the only thing you could do in the meantime was dodge Haewon without her noticing.
"Here, Mommy, let me get your temperature," Haewon said, running to her playroom.
When she came back, she was suddenly dressed in her kids' doctor coat, with her Doc McStuffins Medical Bag. It was glittery and pink, which was a common theme in a lot of her clothes and toys that she chose nowadays.
Climbing on the couch to where you were, Haewon put on the toy stethoscope. "I'm gonna hear your heart," she said, putting the toy on your head, and you refrained from correcting her, as her face was currently concentrating.
"What's the diagnosis, Doc?" you asked, smiling adoringly at your daughter's insistence in checking you up.
"Your temperature is... a million!" Haewon said, her eyes going wide.
"A million?! What do I have to do?" You said, dramatically, your expression mirroring hers.
"Hmm.... I know!" Haewon exclaimed, then climbed down the couch and ran to the kitchen.
You could hear her rummaging through the freezer, and when she came back, she was holding two popsicles; one flavor was orange (your favorite), and the other one was fruit punch (her favorite). "Here, eat this, and you'll be okay," she instructed, giving you the popsicle.
"Thank you," you said, grabbing the popsicle from her. You knew that if you declined it, it would've given her the chance to try and eat both of them, which you didn't want.
That is how Seungcheol found you and Haewon; both on the couch, you covered in blankets, yet you were eating a popsicle, and Haewon sat next to you, her mouth covered in melted popsicle. "I'm home," he announced, amused at the sight.
"Daddy!" Haewon gleefully said, running to him and throwing herself at him to catch.
"Have you been taking care of Mommy while I was away?" Seunghceol asked, adjusting Haewon so he could comfortably hold her while holding a plastic bag.
"Yes! She's all better," Haewon replied.
As if on cue, you started a coughing fit. Seungcheol winced, put Haewon down, and opened up the plastic bag. He began taking out everything that was in the bag: food, cold medicine, and flowers.
"What are the flowers for?" you asked when your coughing ended.
"I thought they were nice and to cheer you up," Seungcheol said, giving the bouquet to you.
"Thank you, honey," you said, looking at the bouquet and smiling.
Seungcheol leaned in and tried to kiss you on the lips, but you saw him and moved away. "I wanted to kiss you," he protested.
"I'm sick, Cheol. You're gonna get sick all over again," you told him.
"But if you got the sickness from me, shouldn't I be immune or something?" He pouted.
"We shouldn't risk it, Cheol," you told him apologetically.
Haewon looked at you and Seungcheol and then tugged on Seungcheol's shirt. "Daddy, you can kiss me instead!" she exclaimed, holding her hands up so she could be carried by him.
He chuckled at her and carried her. Seungcheol then kissed her on the temple and said, "I guess I can kiss you twice as much while Mommy's sick."
Seungcheol noticed that you looked extra tired, probably due to the fact that you had to take care of Haewon when she was sick, and then him when he got her sickness. Now that you had the flu now, it was as if you had no break since.
Determined to get you your rest, Seungcheol knew that you needed a nap—and fast. "Haewon-ie, how about we go play while Mommy goes to sleep? We can play anything you want," he offered.
Haewon nodded vigorously and practically ushered him to her playroom.
Seungcheol was stuck. Haewon decided that he had to sit in one of her seats that was meant to fit her. This meant that Seungcheol sat in a plastic princess chair that was going to collapse under his weight any second now. One wrong move and he'd fall on his ass and break his daughter's chair.
But Haewon didn't notice. Instead, she was pouring herself and him 'tea' from a really hollow toy teapot. Once she thought that she had poured enough tea for him, she gave it to him. "Here is your tea, Daddy!" she said, placing it in his hands.
He pretended to take a sip of it and hummed. "It tastes good, honey," he said, pinching her cheek lightly.
She beamed under his praise and took a sip from her own cup with a pinky up. "Daddy, what's your favorite color?" Haewon curiously asked.
"I think my favorite colors are red and white. Why do you ask, Hae?" Seungcheol asked.
"I'm gonna paint your nails red," Haewon declared, standing up to look for her nail polish set.
"Uh, does Mommy let you paint her nails?" he asked, and his heart sank when she nodded.
"Yeah! She bought me my own nail polish because she said the one she uses were only for grown-ups," she responded.
Relief went through Seungcheol when he found out you had the foresight to get Haewon her own polish set for kids.
"Stay still," Haewon instructed, the mini bright red nail polish in your hand.
With a level of concentration he's seen in you, Haewon stuck out her tongue and tried to carefully paint his nails.
Before he knew it, all of his fingernails were painted a nice shade of bright red. He had to admit, she did pretty good, and managed to stay within his nails and not the edges of it. There were one or two nails that had some polish going on his skin, but he wasn't too worried about it and was more impressed at how well she did.
"It looks so pretty, Daddy!" Haewon said.
He smiled at Haewon's enthusiasm and exclaimed, "It does. You did so good, Hae!"
"Now it's time to do your makeup so you can be pretty like Mommy," Haewon said.
Seungcheol's eyes widened when she said that. Makeup? He didn't know makeup was going to be involved. How many toys did Haewon have?
"Pucker your lips. Like this," she instructed, puckering her own lips so he can copy her.
He reluctantly obliged, and Haewon put a nice shade of purple lipstick on his lips. She was a bit clumsier doing this, but that was when Seungcheol realized it was because Haewon was on her tiptoes.
He then leaned down so it was easier for Haewon.
"Is it only lipstick, Hae?" he asked.
"Nope! I'm gonna put eyeshadow and blush."
Seungcheol realized what his fate was and let his daughter put whatever she wanted on him.
Seungcheol didn't know how much time had passed; it could have been 30 seconds or even 3 hours, he didn't know. What he did know was he had to stay completely still, as he had tried to move before, but Haewon gave him a stern look, and it was as if he was being scolded by you.
After the lipstick, she did what she said she was going to, and Haewon put on a silver eyeshadow ("It's like white!" Haewon explained) and a bright pink blush. With the endless amount of things that were in Haewon's playroom, the one thing she didn't have was a mirror. So at this point, he was completely in the dark about what he looked like.
"Almost done, and we can show Mommy!" Haewon grinned.
"Show me what?" You asked, suddenly appearing at the doorway of the room.
Haewon gasped in glee and dropped the brush she was holding. "Mommy! Look at how good Daddy looks!" she exclaimed, running to you.
Seungcheol was about to tell her to stop running just in case you were still sick, but to his surprise, you caught her and picked her up, then rested her on your hips.
"Let's see your work," you said, and walked over to where Seungcheol was.
You nearly burst out in laughter at how many colors were on Seungcheol's face. And it wasn't just makeup that was on his face; he also had clip-on earrings and a necklace. "You did so good, Hae," you cooed.
"I'm assuming you aren't as sick anymore?" Seungcheol asked.
"The nap really helped me, so maybe it was those one-day bugs," you told him.
"You do look good, though, Cheol. Very princess of you," you teased.
Seungcheol feigned anger and glared at you, but there was no real heat in his gaze. It was then he came up with an idea and gave you a scheming look.
"You know what, Hae, maybe Mommy should have some makeup," he said, standing up from the plastic princess chair.
"Oh, it's okay, I can use my own—" you began saying, but Seungcheol shook his head.
"Nope, let me do it," he said, and the next thing you know, Seungcheol gave you a big kiss on your right cheek, a purple lip shape now on your cheek.
"Cheol!" you whined, but you were smiling.
"My turn!" Haewon exclaimed, and Seungcheol obliged, giving her a big kiss on the left cheek.
hello hello~ i read your post earlier about requests for svt dad AUs. i was wondering if you could do one with s.coups and obviously he’s a huge girl dad. like his daughter would be putting make up on him, having tea parties, put those princess jewellery on, and painted nails PLEASE MAKE IT AS FUNNY AND LOVELY! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR WORK
tea party — choi seungcheol x fem!reader
summary: where seungcheol is determined to entertain your guys' daughter, haewon, while you take a much-deserved nap.
notes: I absolutely love this request and I hope I did it justice writing it anon! <3
im pretty rusty in writing oneshots, so let me know how i did!
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"Mom,"
"Yes, baby?"
"Are you sick?" Your daughter, Haewon, innocently asked.
"Yes, I'm a little sick," you sniffled.
It started with Haewon getting sick from one of her kids at Daycare. Then it got to Seungcheol, who was dramatic bedridden for a week or so. You were hoping that it wouldn't spread to you, but unfortunately, that didn't work out.
So now here you were, on the couch, covered with blankets from top to bottom because of how cold you were, trying to evade your overly affectionate daughter (she gets it from Seungcheol) without upsetting her. It was hard since Seungcheol had left to get some cold medicine and food for you, so the only thing you could do in the meantime was dodge Haewon without her noticing.
"Here, Mommy, let me get your temperature," Haewon said, running to her playroom.
When she came back, she was suddenly dressed in her kids' doctor coat, with her Doc McStuffins Medical Bag. It was glittery and pink, which was a common theme in a lot of her clothes and toys that she chose nowadays.
Climbing on the couch to where you were, Haewon put on the toy stethoscope. "I'm gonna hear your heart," she said, putting the toy on your head, and you refrained from correcting her, as her face was currently concentrating.
"What's the diagnosis, Doc?" you asked, smiling adoringly at your daughter's insistence in checking you up.
"Your temperature is... a million!" Haewon said, her eyes going wide.
"A million?! What do I have to do?" You said, dramatically, your expression mirroring hers.
"Hmm.... I know!" Haewon exclaimed, then climbed down the couch and ran to the kitchen.
You could hear her rummaging through the freezer, and when she came back, she was holding two popsicles; one flavor was orange (your favorite), and the other one was fruit punch (her favorite). "Here, eat this, and you'll be okay," she instructed, giving you the popsicle.
"Thank you," you said, grabbing the popsicle from her. You knew that if you declined it, it would've given her the chance to try and eat both of them, which you didn't want.
That is how Seungcheol found you and Haewon; both on the couch, you covered in blankets, yet you were eating a popsicle, and Haewon sat next to you, her mouth covered in melted popsicle. "I'm home," he announced, amused at the sight.
"Daddy!" Haewon gleefully said, running to him and throwing herself at him to catch.
"Have you been taking care of Mommy while I was away?" Seunghceol asked, adjusting Haewon so he could comfortably hold her while holding a plastic bag.
"Yes! She's all better," Haewon replied.
As if on cue, you started a coughing fit. Seungcheol winced, put Haewon down, and opened up the plastic bag. He began taking out everything that was in the bag: food, cold medicine, and flowers.
"What are the flowers for?" you asked when your coughing ended.
"I thought they were nice and to cheer you up," Seungcheol said, giving the bouquet to you.
"Thank you, honey," you said, looking at the bouquet and smiling.
Seungcheol leaned in and tried to kiss you on the lips, but you saw him and moved away. "I wanted to kiss you," he protested.
"I'm sick, Cheol. You're gonna get sick all over again," you told him.
"But if you got the sickness from me, shouldn't I be immune or something?" He pouted.
"We shouldn't risk it, Cheol," you told him apologetically.
Haewon looked at you and Seungcheol and then tugged on Seungcheol's shirt. "Daddy, you can kiss me instead!" she exclaimed, holding her hands up so she could be carried by him.
He chuckled at her and carried her. Seungcheol then kissed her on the temple and said, "I guess I can kiss you twice as much while Mommy's sick."
Seungcheol noticed that you looked extra tired, probably due to the fact that you had to take care of Haewon when she was sick, and then him when he got her sickness. Now that you had the flu now, it was as if you had no break since.
Determined to get you your rest, Seungcheol knew that you needed a nap—and fast. "Haewon-ie, how about we go play while Mommy goes to sleep? We can play anything you want," he offered.
Haewon nodded vigorously and practically ushered him to her playroom.
Seungcheol was stuck. Haewon decided that he had to sit in one of her seats that was meant to fit her. This meant that Seungcheol sat in a plastic princess chair that was going to collapse under his weight any second now. One wrong move and he'd fall on his ass and break his daughter's chair.
But Haewon didn't notice. Instead, she was pouring herself and him 'tea' from a really hollow toy teapot. Once she thought that she had poured enough tea for him, she gave it to him. "Here is your tea, Daddy!" she said, placing it in his hands.
He pretended to take a sip of it and hummed. "It tastes good, honey," he said, pinching her cheek lightly.
She beamed under his praise and took a sip from her own cup with a pinky up. "Daddy, what's your favorite color?" Haewon curiously asked.
"I think my favorite colors are red and white. Why do you ask, Hae?" Seungcheol asked.
"I'm gonna paint your nails red," Haewon declared, standing up to look for her nail polish set.
"Uh, does Mommy let you paint her nails?" he asked, and his heart sank when she nodded.
"Yeah! She bought me my own nail polish because she said the one she uses were only for grown-ups," she responded.
Relief went through Seungcheol when he found out you had the foresight to get Haewon her own polish set for kids.
"Stay still," Haewon instructed, the mini bright red nail polish in your hand.
With a level of concentration he's seen in you, Haewon stuck out her tongue and tried to carefully paint his nails.
Before he knew it, all of his fingernails were painted a nice shade of bright red. He had to admit, she did pretty good, and managed to stay within his nails and not the edges of it. There were one or two nails that had some polish going on his skin, but he wasn't too worried about it and was more impressed at how well she did.
"It looks so pretty, Daddy!" Haewon said.
He smiled at Haewon's enthusiasm and exclaimed, "It does. You did so good, Hae!"
"Now it's time to do your makeup so you can be pretty like Mommy," Haewon said.
Seungcheol's eyes widened when she said that. Makeup? He didn't know makeup was going to be involved. How many toys did Haewon have?
"Pucker your lips. Like this," she instructed, puckering her own lips so he can copy her.
He reluctantly obliged, and Haewon put a nice shade of purple lipstick on his lips. She was a bit clumsier doing this, but that was when Seungcheol realized it was because Haewon was on her tiptoes.
He then leaned down so it was easier for Haewon.
"Is it only lipstick, Hae?" he asked.
"Nope! I'm gonna put eyeshadow and blush."
Seungcheol realized what his fate was and let his daughter put whatever she wanted on him.
Seungcheol didn't know how much time had passed; it could have been 30 seconds or even 3 hours, he didn't know. What he did know was he had to stay completely still, as he had tried to move before, but Haewon gave him a stern look, and it was as if he was being scolded by you.
After the lipstick, she did what she said she was going to, and Haewon put on a silver eyeshadow ("It's like white!" Haewon explained) and a bright pink blush. With the endless amount of things that were in Haewon's playroom, the one thing she didn't have was a mirror. So at this point, he was completely in the dark about what he looked like.
"Almost done, and we can show Mommy!" Haewon grinned.
"Show me what?" You asked, suddenly appearing at the doorway of the room.
Haewon gasped in glee and dropped the brush she was holding. "Mommy! Look at how good Daddy looks!" she exclaimed, running to you.
Seungcheol was about to tell her to stop running just in case you were still sick, but to his surprise, you caught her and picked her up, then rested her on your hips.
"Let's see your work," you said, and walked over to where Seungcheol was.
You nearly burst out in laughter at how many colors were on Seungcheol's face. And it wasn't just makeup that was on his face; he also had clip-on earrings and a necklace. "You did so good, Hae," you cooed.
"I'm assuming you aren't as sick anymore?" Seungcheol asked.
"The nap really helped me, so maybe it was those one-day bugs," you told him.
"You do look good, though, Cheol. Very princess of you," you teased.
Seungcheol feigned anger and glared at you, but there was no real heat in his gaze. It was then he came up with an idea and gave you a scheming look.
"You know what, Hae, maybe Mommy should have some makeup," he said, standing up from the plastic princess chair.
"Oh, it's okay, I can use my own—" you began saying, but Seungcheol shook his head.
"Nope, let me do it," he said, and the next thing you know, Seungcheol gave you a big kiss on your right cheek, a purple lip shape now on your cheek.
"Cheol!" you whined, but you were smiling.
"My turn!" Haewon exclaimed, and Seungcheol obliged, giving her a big kiss on the left cheek.
idk if anyone still remembers me but do you guys want to see poly!seventeen x reader? the most common example i can think of rn is wonwoo x reader x mingyu
poly or no?
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Voting ended onMar 3, 2025
if yes, request and ill try to write it??
(this is me trying to bring back life into this blog)
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Hi. So i have been trying to find your moving on fic since days but forgot the the blog name, now that i finally found it I thought you are making another part of that fic, are you?
hi anon!
there’s a barebones version of a continuation of moving on that i started right after i posted moving on, but never got around to finishing it. i have no idea if i’ll continue it but if i get inspiration soon i will continue it or scrap it and write a different version!
AHHHH thank you everyone for 1.6k followers! this is surreal and the first time im able to capture a milestone and such a huge one as well.
thank you to those who have stuck with me for this long and also the new people who have just discovered me. there has been a lot of support throughout me posting and i hope to write for as long as possible!
summary: where cheol tries his best to make sure your pregnancy cravings are satisfied—by buying what seems to be the whole convenience store
notes: this can be seen as a pt. 2 to this one shot I wrote back in June of last year (I did not know it's been that long since that has been posted wtf), but it can also be seen as a standalone. I got a burst of inspiration suddenly, so enjoy the one shot! <3
disclaimer: I am not pregnant, so whatever I write about pregnancy is through pure guessing, and also, if I decide to google it! so yeah :)
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"Did you leave any food for the other customers who might want to eat tonight?" you asked in amusement, watching Seungcheol put what seemed like the fifth plastic bag filled with food from the convenience store onto the table.
"Well, you kept on texting me things the baby might want, so I decided to get everything you've been craving and maybe some things that might work," Seungcheol explained, a bit out of breath from how many times he had to go back and forth.
"Baby, don't you think this is a bit too much? I don't even think baby girl will want a fourth of these," you said, rubbing your pregnant belly.
Ever since you and Seungcheol found out you were pregnant, he had become an even more attentive husband, if possible. He had insisted that you were not allowed to lift a single finger throughout your pregnancy, saying that you shouldn't get tired.
You had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night? He would wake up the second you called his name, helping you from the bed and waiting outside the bathroom to make sure you didn't fall in or something (it had happened once, and Seungcheol was both worried and amused at the time). You were hungry? Seungcheol was already ordering something from a food delivery app or cooking one of the doctor-approved dishes that he taught himself to make.
He also made sure all of your pregnancy cravings were satisfied, which was why you've found yourself with what must've been the entire convenience store stock in your home. "So where do we start?" you asked, watching as he brought out a ton of different food out of the bags—chips, samgak (and regular) kimbap, ramen packs, and even ice cream from the bags.
"We should probably see if baby wants the already made food, and the ice cream can be a dessert?" He suggested, but you were already eyeing up your favorite ice cream from even before you got pregnant.
Seungcheol saw that you were looking at the ice cream and without fail, gave it to you before going to the freezer in order to put the rest in so they don't melt. "Thank you," you grinned, a mouthful of ice cream, which made him shake his head in endearment.
"Here, smell this," he said, giving you an open bag of chips.
You looked at him weirdly, yet smelled it. "It smells... like chips?" you said and smelt it one more time just to be sure.
"Does the baby want this?" He asked.
"Oh, not really," you shook your head, and he closed up the chip bag and proceeded to grab another bag, presumably to do the same.
"This one?" Seungcheol asked, giving you what looked like the last item, which was a cup tteokbokki.
"Oh, yeah!" You excitedly said.
"Really?!"
"No, I just wanted to make you happy, but the baby's really not liking it," you sighed.
Seungcheol sighed, which made you feel guiltier, as he had bought all of this food, and it was nothing you were currently craving. "I'm so sorry, Cheol. Maybe I can eat something—" you were saying as you were picking up a package of sweet bread, but quickly dropped it once the smell hit your nose.
"No, you shouldn't have to force yourself to eat if you don't like it. It's not your fault our daughter might just be the pickiest eater ever. I'll just bring all of this to practice tomorrow and the guys can eat all of it," Seunghceol shrugged.
You still felt guilty, which he must've seen by the look on your face, which prompted him to grab you gently so he could give you a hug. "Maybe there's something in the fridge?" He suggested, holding your hand and using his thumb to caress the back of your hand.
You thought about it for a moment before releasing Seungcheol's hand, to which he pouted when you did and walked towards the refrigerator. You looked through the fridge, but nothing caught your eye.
Until a bright orange Tupperware lid caught your attention and you grabbed it. Once you opened it, you looked at Seungcheol sheepishly. "I found something to eat.." you said.
Seungcheol stood up walked over to you and looked at the Tupperware. "Isn't this the japchae Mingyu and Jun made?" he asked, and you nodded.
"I guess I'm gonna have to ask them to make you japchae every time you crave it. Or learn it myself,"
summary: where cheol tries his best to make sure your pregnancy cravings are satisfied—by buying what seems to be the whole convenience store
notes: this can be seen as a pt. 2 to this one shot I wrote back in June of last year (I did not know it's been that long since that has been posted wtf), but it can also be seen as a standalone. I got a burst of inspiration suddenly, so enjoy the one shot! <3
disclaimer: I am not pregnant, so whatever I write about pregnancy is through pure guessing, and also, if I decide to google it! so yeah :)
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"Did you leave any food for the other customers who might want to eat tonight?" you asked in amusement, watching Seungcheol put what seemed like the fifth plastic bag filled with food from the convenience store onto the table.
"Well, you kept on texting me things the baby might want, so I decided to get everything you've been craving and maybe some things that might work," Seungcheol explained, a bit out of breath from how many times he had to go back and forth.
"Baby, don't you think this is a bit too much? I don't even think baby girl will want a fourth of these," you said, rubbing your pregnant belly.
Ever since you and Seungcheol found out you were pregnant, he had become an even more attentive husband, if possible. He had insisted that you were not allowed to lift a single finger throughout your pregnancy, saying that you shouldn't get tired.
You had to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night? He would wake up the second you called his name, helping you from the bed and waiting outside the bathroom to make sure you didn't fall in or something (it had happened once, and Seungcheol was both worried and amused at the time). You were hungry? Seungcheol was already ordering something from a food delivery app or cooking one of the doctor-approved dishes that he taught himself to make.
He also made sure all of your pregnancy cravings were satisfied, which was why you've found yourself with what must've been the entire convenience store stock in your home. "So where do we start?" you asked, watching as he brought out a ton of different food out of the bags—chips, samgak (and regular) kimbap, ramen packs, and even ice cream from the bags.
"We should probably see if baby wants the already made food, and the ice cream can be a dessert?" He suggested, but you were already eyeing up your favorite ice cream from even before you got pregnant.
Seungcheol saw that you were looking at the ice cream and without fail, gave it to you before going to the freezer in order to put the rest in so they don't melt. "Thank you," you grinned, a mouthful of ice cream, which made him shake his head in endearment.
"Here, smell this," he said, giving you an open bag of chips.
You looked at him weirdly, yet smelled it. "It smells... like chips?" you said and smelt it one more time just to be sure.
"Does the baby want this?" He asked.
"Oh, not really," you shook your head, and he closed up the chip bag and proceeded to grab another bag, presumably to do the same.
"This one?" Seungcheol asked, giving you what looked like the last item, which was a cup tteokbokki.
"Oh, yeah!" You excitedly said.
"Really?!"
"No, I just wanted to make you happy, but the baby's really not liking it," you sighed.
Seungcheol sighed, which made you feel guiltier, as he had bought all of this food, and it was nothing you were currently craving. "I'm so sorry, Cheol. Maybe I can eat something—" you were saying as you were picking up a package of sweet bread, but quickly dropped it once the smell hit your nose.
"No, you shouldn't have to force yourself to eat if you don't like it. It's not your fault our daughter might just be the pickiest eater ever. I'll just bring all of this to practice tomorrow and the guys can eat all of it," Seunghceol shrugged.
You still felt guilty, which he must've seen by the look on your face, which prompted him to grab you gently so he could give you a hug. "Maybe there's something in the fridge?" He suggested, holding your hand and using his thumb to caress the back of your hand.
You thought about it for a moment before releasing Seungcheol's hand, to which he pouted when you did and walked towards the refrigerator. You looked through the fridge, but nothing caught your eye.
Until a bright orange Tupperware lid caught your attention and you grabbed it. Once you opened it, you looked at Seungcheol sheepishly. "I found something to eat.." you said.
Seungcheol stood up walked over to you and looked at the Tupperware. "Isn't this the japchae Mingyu and Jun made?" he asked, and you nodded.
"I guess I'm gonna have to ask them to make you japchae every time you crave it. Or learn it myself,"
