Anon asked: Hi I was wondering if you could do a nct dream or stray kids (if you write for them yet I totally understand if you don’t) to you getting really clingy and your not usually clingy then find out later that you were really tired and stressed and you just wanted some love. Also I love your writing and think you are one of the best kpop writers out there!!
I hope this isn’t too repetitive. I tried as best as I could to make it a bit different to the dream one.
This is also my first Stray Kids request I’ve done, so I really hope its good
-Admin Lionheart
Chan:
Chan would be a bit awkward whenever you were being clingy. He would just kind of laugh awkwardly as you wrapped yourself around him and would only be able to handle it fro short periods of time. He would try his best to keep you unstressed as much as possible.
Woojin:
I feel like woojin would also get very awkward whenever you got clingy. So much so, that he would try and help you avoid anything that stressed you out because he didn’t know how well he would be able to help you if you got past a certain point.
Minho:
Honestly, it would be a major ego boost for Minho whenever you needed him like that. He would love that he was one of, if not the, only things that could calm you down and destress you. Your clinginess would be accepted with wide arms.
Changbin:
Changbin would become so soft for his s/o whenever they got clingy. His tough rapper appearence would melt instantly as soon as he felt your arms wrapp around his waist. It didn’t matter where you were or who you were with; if you needed him, he was there.
Hyunjin:
This boy would just take it. He would be so used to it that he didn’t even really let it affect him that much. He would continue to do whatever it was that he needed to, but just with you attached to his side, which was never a bad thing in his eyes. *You’re Chan*
Jisung:
Jisung would love, love, love his s/o being a little clingy. He would find it adorable and would just take it as an excuse to keep you by his side no matter where he went. Needs to practice? His s/o goes with. Has to run a couple errands? His s/o is there, too. He would love the attention, so much it hurt.
Felix:
Felix would PANIC. He would be fine as long as you were just holding onto his arm, or pressed to his side, but as soon as his s/o began to do anything else, he would freak out. Especially in public. This smol, “manly” bean would be destroyed by his s/o every time, in the best way possible.
Seungmin:
Seungmin would just like that it gave his the chance to look at and admire his s/o. He would enjoy watching you fall asleep while snuggled up against him and would just enjoy being around his s/o for whatever reason, good or bad.
Jeongin:
Honestly, as much as he loved his s/o, I get the feeling that he would find the lying. a little overwhelming. He would let you do what you wanted for a certain amount of time until he just couldn’t handle it anymore and then he would kind of hide from them (not in a very good spot) for a little while.
anon asked: Can you do a reaction if stray kids parents didn’t accept their s/o because they’re foreign… Pleaseeee ❤️❤️
I really hope that this is good… I honestly have no clue what I’m doing rn ♀️
-Admin Lionheart
Chan:
I feel like it wouldn’t be the end of the world if his parents didn’t approve of his s/o. While he did respect the opinions and what not, he would decide that the love he chooses for himself would be more important than someones approval.
Woojin:
Woojin would be heart broken if his parents didn’t approve of his s/o. I get the feeling that he would be really torn in this situation about whats more important to him; love or his family.
Minho:
I get the feeling that Minho would feel like he had to break up with you if his parents didn’t approve. Not because he would want to, but because that’s what society would say he has to do in order to keep a relationship with his family.
Changbin:
I get the feeling that changbin wouldn’t give up super easily. He would try and convince his parents that you’re good enough for him. Meanwhile, he would continue to date you in secret until he could get his parents’ approval.
Hyunjin:
Hyunjin would be crushed if his parents didn’t approve of his s/o. He would love you so much, but his parents approval would be so important to him that he wouldn’t actually know what to do.
Jisung:
I feel like Jisung wouldn’t like that his parents don’t approve of his s/o, but it wouldn’t change anything between you two. He would stick the mentality that they’ll like you in time.
Felix:
Felix’s situation would probably be very similar to Bangchan’s since they are both foreigners. In the off chance that his parents actually didn’t like his s/o, it wouldn’t be a huge deal to him. He would probably just try to convince them to see you the way he does.
Seungmin:
This sweet boy would really be at such a crossroads. His love for his s/o would be irreplaceable, but his love for his parents is a whole other story. He would want to have to pick and choose who he could have in his life and would ultimately just ignore the conflict until it resolved itself.
Jeongin:
If Jeongin’s parents didn’t like his s/o, it would be the first major conflict in his life. He would have no idea who’s side he was supposed to be on or how he was supposed to deal with it. He would probably just straight up panic until someone helped him figure his life out
Summer:badboy au!, college au!,enemies to lovers au!,smut, slight angst, fluff, blowjob, tongue sucking, hair pulling, name calling, morning sex, spitting, marking, masturbation, sir kink.
Finally after 2000 years, I’m sorry it took so long. But anyway I hope you enjoy it sweet:)) thank you for requesting!
I love changbin a lot and he can ruin me anyday okay bye enjoy
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FRIDAY-10:14 AM
“Hiya angel” You hear his annoying, but slightly intoxicating voice from behind you. You let out a groan before turning around meeting his dark gaze, you roll your eyes as you notice the lolly pop he had in between his lips. He took it out of your bag.
“What do you want? Also I would highly appreciate it if you didn’t steal my things” you say, turning back to your work. Only to be taken away from it again as you feel your hair being tugged at. What a fucking child.
“Sorry angel, I’ll try not to next time. but I would like to interest you in a different thing to suck on, ive been told it’s pretty sweet” and there he goes again, being an over confident prick. You literally wanted to bang your head against the desk, hopefully to find yourself in a hospital. Away from seo changbin.
You just ignored him this time, hoping he’d just shut up and leave you alone. After a couple of minutes he didn’t speak, you felt relief wash over you. You had a few minutes of silence finally, you got back to writing your essay, chewing on your lip to try to concentrate.
You knew the minutes of silence wouldn’t last, you hear him tapping against the table, loudly. He began to let out Loud coughs, every 5 seconds or so. It began to get on your nerves and you felt the anger boil up inside you.
“I swear to fucking god changbin, just go get one of your hoes to fix that small problem of yours in the janitors office. So you can leave me alone” you fire back at him, quite proud at yourself. You slouch back into your seat, closing your eyes waiting to hear the door slam. But you didn’t.
“You wouldn’t call it a small problem if you saw angel” he whispered into your ear, making you freeze up, your eyes darting open at the closeness of his breath on your skin. You let out a shaky breath as you notice him just an inch away from your face. A blush apparent on your face already.
“Changbin, don’t call me angel” you breath out, moving your face away from his slightly. Still so close to him though. You breathed in the smell of him, he smelt like honey and vanilla.
“But you’re my angel y/n”
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SATURDAY-7:45 AM
Well, you didn’t expect to wake up with a very buff arm slung around your bare waist. His breath fanning over your neck, which was littered in pretty little marks that had turned into a dark purple within the night. You felt an ache in your hips, most probably from where his hands gripped at the skin. Small bruises imprinted on your hips from his soft fingertips.
You thought he’d be gone when you woke up, slipped out when you slipped into dream land. But he didn’t, he stayed. Changbin kept you wrapped in his arms all night. You felt butterflies erupt in your tummy at the thought, the thought of not being like the others. A quick fuck then he dips and never talk to you again.
“What you thinking about angel” he interrupts you from your thoughts, a large smile forming on your lips at the pet name. You had to make out you hated it for years, but changbin knew it made you giddy inside.
“Am I like the others” you say, slowly the smile falling. Fear creeping up in your chest, waiting for his answer.
“No, you never were and you never will be” his voice a little shaky but you knew he meant it. You turned to look at him, now this time he was the one blushing. You turn yourself around more, so your faces where close. Your breath fanning against his lips.
You feel his hand run up your back, then to the back of your neck, gripping lightly. He pushes you closer to him, not fully kissing you but your lips touching. You feel his tongue make contact with your lips, licking up and down. Little groans leaving him as he pushes the wet muscle into your cavern. A muffled “suck” leaving him.
You obey, wrapping your lips around his tongue and sucking slowly. Closing your eyes, enjoying the noises that left him. You tasted the sweet taste of the watermelon lollipop you both shared last night.
You feel him pull away, a small whine leaving you as he left your mouth. He chuckled, running his hand across your cheek, his finger tip tracing your bottom lip.
“Now I want you to suck me angel” his voice deep, full of lust. You nod your head, pulling the covers away from the both of you. Goosebumps rising as the cold air hit your naked skin, soon forgetting as you see him already hard for you. A hum leaving you as you spit into your palm, wrapping your hand around his cock. Your gaze set on how the bead of pre cum leaked from his tip, you slide your thumb over him, smearing the thick substance around his reddened tip.
“You’re so hard sir, so hard for your angel” you giggle out. You push your ass back, arching your back, making sure your eyes were glued to his. You lick a long stripe, from the base to the tip, before pushing him into your mouth the tiniest bit. The way his hips stuttered and a low groan left him, had your thighs quivering.
Changbin felt a rush of excitement when you called him sir, it never really effected him but the words leaving your lips did.
You moan at the taste of his cum, praising him. You began to suck on his tip while your hand slowly pumps him up and down, your muffled moans sending vibrations.
Changbin felt like he was loosing himself, his veiny hands gripped at your soft locks, tugging every once in a while. His head rolling back against the pillow, loud cry’s leaving him now. His hips fully bucking up into your mouth, wanting to be deeper in your throat.
So you stopped the teasing and took him down your throat, all while your hand pumped him. You let your other hand trail down your tummy, then to your soaked heat. Rubbing small but fast circles. Heat lighting up in your lower stomach, waves of pleasure running through your body.
“that’s my dirty slut, Hm? Touching yourself for sir” he growls out, pulling your hair harder making tears prick your eyes. You push two fingers into your cunt, letting out a low whine which made changbin growl again. You slowly buck into your fingers as you swallow around his cock, choking slightly.
You feel his hips begin to stutter, breathless praises leaving his lips making butterflies erupt in your tummy again.
“I-I’m gonna cum, you g-gonna swallow for me princess” he whispers, bringing one of his hands down to rub your cheek. You hum onto him, wanting his cum. He takes that as a yes as he begins to let himself go, the prettiest noises leaving him.
You feel his hot load fill your mouth, you gag slightly but swallow it like a good girl. It wasn’t that the taste was bad, it was just very unusual and the consistency wasn’t that great. But hey cum is cum.
You pull him out of your mouth, leaving a small kitten lick before sitting up. Removing your fingers from yourself.
“That’s my good angel, but Sir wants you to cum now,okay?” He chuckles, bringing you onto his lap.
TW: This does mention scars and where they are on bodies, please don’t read if the thought/sound of scars makes you uncomfortable or triggers you. I love you all x
Your head shook as you glanced out of the window of your apartment, spotting the boys walking down the pavement and towards the apartment block. You shouted through to Minho straight away as he walked through with your son.
“How come the one time we want them to be late, they’re on time,” Minho sighed across at you, “I’ve not even managed to change my own clothes yet, I’ve been busy changing him.”
You walked across and took your son out of Minho’s arms, “the boys aren’t going to care what you’re dressed like, they know that you’re a new dad. However, I definitely think they’ll be watching Y/S/N, this is one of the baby grows that they bought for him, isn’t it?”
Minho nodded back at you, having searched through most of your son’s wardrobe to make sure that he had an outfit prepared for him that would impress the boys, finding one of the many baby grows they bought you before your son arrived.
You had left the boys waiting for long enough, after a week of your son, they couldn’t wait any longer to stop by and visit you all. Even as you watched them all walk, you could see how excited they were heading towards your apartment.
“I hope you know that you’re about to meet your crazy uncles,” you smiled down to your son, “you’re in trouble.”
“Hey, I’m friends with those uncles, are you calling me crazy too?”
Your head nodded straight back at Minho, luckily interrupted by a knock at your door before Minho could protest back to you, ushering him across to go and answer the door to the boys.
The noise picked up as soon as the door opened, with the seven of them rushing across to you. “Hi,” you laughed, stepping back to give you and your son some space as the boys all leant forwards to take a look at him.
Whilst their eyes were on your son, your eyes were looking at the many bags of presents that they held in their hands. Every single time you saw them, they had new treats for the three of you, and today was no exception.
“Look at how adorable he is,” Hyunjin smiled to start with, “he’s so lucky that he’s managed to get Y/N’s genes and not Minho’s.”
A chuckle came from you as Minho looked with an offended stare back across to Hyunjin, folding his arms over his chest.
“How do you know he’s not got my genes?” Minho challenged.
“He’s cute, there’s no way that your genes could do that,” Hyunjin teased.
Minho’s head shook back at him, “that’s you at the bottom of the order for getting to hold Y/S/N in that case.”
Whilst Hyunjin went to the bottom of the pack, Chan had already decided that as the eldest he was first, placing his present bags down on the floor before holding his hands out as soon as you offered your son to him.
“How are you guys doing too?” Felix enquired as everyone started to sit down on the sofas and chairs that you had set out.
“How much sleep have you had?” Changbin asked too.
Your head shook back across to Changbin first, “I don’t think I can even remember what sleep actually is, it’s been so long since I slept properly.”
“Y/S/N likes to wake up in the night,” Minho explained to all of them. “I swear he has something that knows when we’re just about to fall asleep. It’s as if someone presses a switch on him as soon as we try and close our eyes.”
“It’ll get easier,” Seungmin smiled across at the two of you, “the first couple of weeks whilst you adjust are always the hardest, but Y/S/N will get used to things too.”
You smiled appreciatively back across to Seungmin, as did Minho too. “We’ve been by ourselves which hasn’t helped,” Minho noted, “I wish we had someone around to babysit for a little while so that we could go and sleep for an hour without worrying about him.”
Several of the boys looked across at the two of you with wide eyes, almost as if the answer to your lack of sleep was staring you right in the face. You and Minho both exchanged a glance, knowing exactly what they were implying.
“What could possibly go wrong if the seven of us watch over Y/S/N for an hour or so?” Jisung asked the two of you, “we know where you are if you need help.”
“Between the seven of us, surely we can figure this out,” Jeongin told you both, full of confidence that the boys would be able to get things under control. “I mean we’ve got to start practicing somewhere, and isn’t Y/S/N perfect?”
As apprehensive as you were, the thought of being able to sleep was very appealing to you both. “Can we really trust you guys? We’re not going to sleep, wake up, and come back out to our apartment turned upside down, are we?”
“Of course, not,” Changbin assured the two of you too. “There’s plenty of baby books around, and we all have phones to search up any questions that we might have if we get into a bit of trouble at some point too.”
You glanced across to Minho yet again, who was already shuffling towards the edge of the sofa. He was exhausted to say the least, even just an hour to be able to close his eyes felt like a dream for him with how tired he was.
Reluctantly, you began to stand from the sofa too. “If you guys get stuck, you promise that you’ll come and knock on our bedroom door and wake one of us up, won’t you?”
“Y/N, you’ve got nothing to worry about,” Chan assured you.
Your head nodded as Minho intertwined his hand in with yours, “let’s just trust them,” Minho told you, leading you towards the bedroom. “If anything happens, we know early on that we can never trust them to babysit again.”
You looked around at all of the boys who all nodded their heads at you. Minho continued to pull you across to the bedroom, reminding you of how nice sleep would be for the two of you for a little while.
“Come on,” Minho laughed, managing to get you towards the bedroom, opening up the door and leading you in. “Y/S/N’s fast asleep, even those idiots can look after a sleeping baby for a bit of time.”
“What if something does happen?” You continued to fret.
“Don’t worry,” Minho assured you, sitting you down on the bed. “they’ll shout if they need us, and like Changbin said, they’ll search for help if they need it. Let’s just sleep for an hour, and then we can go and check on them.”
Your head nodded as you laid yourself down, “if they manage to look after Y/S/N, does this mean we can use the boys for babysitters more often?”
“Absolutely,” Minho chuckled back across to you, “I’m pretty sure that the boys would love to volunteer as babysitters as much as they possibly can too. If anything, they’ll want to prove to us that they can do it today.”
“I hope you’re right,” you whispered, cuddling into Minho’s side, “I dread to think slightly what we might go back out there too once we’ve had a nap.”
Yet another laugh came out of Minho, “they might be crazy, but I’m sure that they are going to dote over our little boy out there.”
It was instinct in you to start humming as you listened to the song playing on the radio, tapping your hand against the side of the coffee machine as you waited for it to clean. The store was empty, which was lucky for you after another long night of studying, making life easy.
There was a bitterness in your heart as you enjoyed the song, recognising each one of the voices that sung it. Each one of them had a connection to you, but one in particular meant more to you than most, even after several years apart.
Once the coffee machine was clean, you turned back to the counter to see it was still clear, sighing in relief. Unlike the till, the tables were busy, watching as some people studied, others chattered, and some just enjoyed the peace and quiet of the café after taking a walk in the fresh spring air that was outside.
Deciding not to stand around, you spun back and began to wipe down one of the counters that you were yet to clean after your lunch service, humming along to yourself again as you made sure that things were spotless.
“Y/N, is that you?”
Your humming soon stopped as a voice called out your name, slowly turning around. Your eyes widened as you watched a familiar blonde figure walking towards the till, chuckling when they realised that it was you.
“I didn’t know you worked here.”
“For two years now Felix.”
You couldn’t remember the last time you saw Felix, or any of the boys for that matter. Your heart raced as he smiled across at you, despite the rise to fame that he had been on, he still seemed like the same humble Felix you knew.
“How have none of us seen you?” Felix chuckled.
Your shoulders shrugged as you moved towards the till too, “I guess I must just be working different shifts to your schedules.”
“Chan will be so happy to hear that I’ve seen you,” Felix told you as he ordered a few coffees to take back to work, watching as your expression dropped quickly.
Just the mention of Chan’s name made you smile, still never quite able to move on. Your breakup had been sudden, right at the start of his debut when things started to get too much for him, thinking it was for the best.
Little did you know that he still talked about you, still wondered about you too. Felix knew as soon as he saw you that he needed to tell Chan, even if he didn’t want to see you, it would be peace of mind for him that you were alright.
“You don’t mind if I tell you him, do you Y/N?” Felix asked you, noticing you getting distant behind the counter, only for your head to shake in reply.
You feared what would happen next for the following few days. Each time the door to the café opened, you jumped, staring across at the door only to see one of your regulars popping in, or a face you hadn’t seen before.
After a couple of days you began to settle a little more, assuming that Chan wasn’t going to stop by. You weren’t too sure what Felix had said, or if he had said anything at all, but you hoped that perhaps Chan would make the effort to see you if he knew where you were.
Part of you couldn’t help but wonder that maybe he still felt guilty, unable to bring himself to see you after how he’d left things. You could hardly blame him if he was, you still remembered the way your heart hurt the day he called it quits.
Through the week, your eyes stopped looking and your heart stopped racing, forgetting all about Felix, and Chan too. Things slotted back into normal for you, still hearing their songs on the radio and trying your best not to seem bothered by them.
The same day the following week, you were lucky to work the quiet shift again. With no one around you started tidying once again, throwing away the empty sandwich wrappers that you had nervously tossed aside whilst serving customers.
“So he was right, it is you.”
It felt like déjà vu for you as straight away you recognised the familiar voice from behind the counter. It was similar to Felix’s, but different at the same time, and as you turned around, your guesses were absolutely right.
You didn’t quite know where to look or what to say as Chan smiled across at you. He had waited all week to see you, opting to show up at the same time that Felix did in the hope that your shifts were consistent every single week.
“You look well,” Chan spoke up as you took a couple of steps towards the counter. “I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to see you.”
Your head nodded back at Chan, fiddling with the leftover material on the tie of your apron to try and distract yourself from looking across at Chan and engaging too much.
“Can I get you something?”
His head shook as you pointed to the menu hung up on the wall. “It’s not a drink or food that I’ve come here for Y/N, it’s you,” Chan responded, “I wanted to come and see you after so long, I never really got the chance to say sorry for how things ended between us.”
Remembering the moment still sent a shiver down your spine, how he called you to come over only to leave you there stunned, never quite getting a true explanation either.
“You hurt me so much Chan.”
“I know that.”
He never stopped feeling guilty for splitting up with you, it hurt him too not being with you anymore. He thought it was for the best, he was debuting after all and the pressure was already too much for him, thinking wrongly that you only added to it.
“I hate how things turned out, I tried to find you for so long, but in the end, I just gave up,” Chan told you. “I used to sit for so long and try and find any way possible to be able to make things better, but I never quite found the way.”
Your head nodded as Chan spoke, mainly not wanting to cause a scene amongst the other customers in the café. Your heart both wanted to scream and reach out and give him a hug to remind yourself of just how good the old days were.
“The last thing I thought before you dumped me was I think I love you, do you know how much that hurt to suddenly have the person who you love decide they don’t want you anymore?” You asked him, “nothing has ever hurt me that much.”
“I’m sorry, for everything,” Chan repeated once again, “I know it’s been a long time, but I thought at least coming here and seeing you would show you that I still care.”
“What is it that you’re here for Chan?” You asked him, with a long list of things to do.
His head nodded understandingly, knowing that he needed to cut the chase whilst you earnt your living, noticing a customer walking through the door.
“What about a fresh start?” He enquired.
Your eyes widened as he asked, slightly taken aback. “I think maybe we need to talk more before we even consider that.”
“What time does your shift finish tonight? I’ll take you somewhere.”
A sigh came from you as you lowered yourself down onto the sofa in the dorm, feeling Jisung hold onto you to help you down. The rest of the boys all watched on, as ever they were prepared to step in if they needed to and try their best to help you out.
“Can we get you anything Y/N?” Hyunjin asked you once you appeared to settle, resting your hand against your bump.
Your head shook back at him with an appreciative smile, “I’m alright. I don’t quite know what it was that you ordered for dinner, but whatever it was, it was absolutely amazing.”
“I remember the days when you used to be terrified of spice,” Jeongin smirked from across the room, “these days you eat it with every single meal.”
None of the boys could believe how much your pregnancy had changed your interests in food. These days you wanted spicy everything leaving everyone stunned, with everyone being used to ordering you plain spice on everything.
The food wrappers were still lying around the living room floor and table, everyone was far too full to tidy up just yet. You had reluctantly gotten up to use the toilet, with your baby pressing down and leaving you with no other choice but to dart across the room.
“How far along are you now Y/N?” Chan quizzed as he watched you with a wide smile.
“It’s nearly six months,” you grinned, looking around at each of the boys who were all listening to you. “I dread to think how everything will be in three months, my bump will be huge, I’ll be needing the toilet constantly too.
Every single one of the boys were excited, none of them could wait for your baby to arrive. They had all been pretty much glued to your side, helping you even when Jisung was there too.
“We’ll be able to help you with everything that you need,” Changbin quickly assured you, “I mean we already sorted out your baby shower, and we gave no clues on the gender too.”
Be quiet,” Jisung instantly called out as soon as the gender was mentioned.
It was the one thing that he wanted not to know, whether you were having a boy or a girl. Unlike Jisung, you decided that you did want to find out, agreeing that you would keep it a secret from him until your baby arrived with the two of you.
“Why can’t you just know?” Seungmin asked Jisung, “all we want to do is be able to buy you things with a bit of colour, but we can’t because you’ll guess the gender.”
Jisung’s shoulders shrugged in reply, deciding that it wasn’t his problem to worry about. He trusted the boys, you, and everyone else around him to be careful enough to not let it slip and ruin the surprise that he was looking forward to.
“It’s ridiculous,” Felix sighed back across at him.
“We’ve got three boxes hidden in your old room of things that we’re only going to be able to give you once the baby arrives because of you,” Minho added, shooting a glare across at Jisung. “Why wait another three months?”
Jisung returned the stare, moving it around at all of the boys, “I decided that I don’t want to know, you’re not going to be able to change my mind however much you try to.”
“You’re so boring,” Hyunjin teased, shaking his head at Jisung.
In response, Jisung picked up one of the cushions from the sofa and threw it across at him. “One day when you all settle down, you’ll understand.”
“But everyone else knows,” Jeongin tried his best to get Jisung to see, “you’re the one that’s making us have to tiptoe around and be careful. Your baby will definitely be dramatic like you.”
In the middle of their squabbles, you found yourself having to stand up from the sofa again. The call for the toilet was loud from your baby, barely giving you the chance to get comfortable before you had to move across the dorm.
“Y/N, are you alright?” Chan asked, noticing you slowly rising to your feet. He stood up to help, but your head nodded, assuring him that you were alright.
You were slower than usual, but the boys didn’t mind. Instead, they moved the furniture around a bit to make moving around the dorm a little bit easier for you.
Their eyes were all on you once again as you moved, making sure that if you needed them, that they were there. Jisung especially moved to sit on the edge of the sofa, knowing that you were far from stable on your feet anymore as you tried to carry your bump around.
“Is she making you go to the toilet again?” Changbin asked you, calling out to you. As his mouth closed though, all eyes were on him with no idea as to why. Changbin stared back at everyone cluelessly, trying to figure out what was going on.
“She’s making Y/N go to the toilet?” Jisung enquired, making sure that he hadn’t misheard.
When Changbin sunk down in the sofa and stayed quiet, Jisung looked across to you. The nervous smile that was on your face let him know that he had in fact heard right, with Changbin accidentally spilling, without even realising that he was doing it.
Jisung stood up from the sofa after a few moments, making his way across to you. As soon as he was close enough, his arms wrapped around you, twirling you around. “I’m so happy that we’re having a girl Y/N,” he whispered into your ear.
“You’re not mad that you know?”
“Honestly, I was hoping for a girl all along,” he replied as he placed you back down on his feet, “I wanted to have another you.”
“Another me?” You laughed back at him, “you constantly complain that it’s hard work having one of me, let alone two.”
Behind the two of you, Changbin was getting a scolding, but Jisung had forgotten all about that with his eyes focused on you instead, with a wide smile on his face too.
“I’m only ever joking when I tell you that,” he smiled, “I’d have thousands of you if I could.”
Your eyes rolled as Jisung squeezed against you, glancing down at your baby bump excitedly, relieved to know that he had a little girl growing inside there.
“I can’t wait to be a dad to a little girl,” Jisung whispered, leaning forward to press a kiss to the tip of your nose. “I can’t wait to be a family of three and to have all of the fun things that families get to do together.”
“Does this also mean that we can hand those stupid boxes that we’re keeping to you guys?” Minho called out, interrupting the two of you.
Your head nodded with a chuckle, “we can take any pink, red, orange, purple, or anything else, you guys don’t need to hide anything from him anymore.”
“What about all of the blue things that we bought as a decoy?” Felix asked you both with a smirk on his face.
Your head nodded once again at him too, relieved at least that you didn’t have to be careful around Jisung anymore. “You know that this now means that you can throw our baby shower with the gender involved, you don’t have to be careful anymore.”
“We’d just brought a load of black and white,” Hyunjin frowned.
Your hand brushed gently over the top of Chan’s head as he made himself comfortable resting into you, curling as tightly as he could against you.
“You’re always so comfy to lay against,” he whispered once he felt settled, feeling your arm wrap around him to keep him secure too.
Your smile was wide as you noticed the content smile that was on Chan’s face. “You always look after other people, it’s about time that other people started looking after you more often Chan.”
“I like looking after people though,” he assured you, “although I have to admit being cuddled by you right now is nice.”
You leant down as he spoke, pressing several kisses against the top of his head. “Even if no one else does, I’ll always look after you, even if that is something as simple as being the big spoon.”
“I honestly don’t know how I’d be here without you sometimes,” Chan told you, “you’re just the absolute best thing ever.”
“That’s not true,” you giggled in reply, “you don’t give yourself enough credit, you just give it to those around you.”
“I mean it, I’m one lucky guy Y/N.”
Lee Know:
Your eyes flickered down as soon as you heard Minho muttering, trying your best to figure out what it was that he was saying as he dosed in your hold.
“You’re so cute,” you figured out, unable to stop yourself from chuckling as you tried to see whether he was asleep or if he was still awake.
The sound of your chuckle made Minho stir, letting you know that he was still awake after all. “Are you aware that you just called me cute or did you mean to say that to someone in your daydream?”
“No, I meant to say it to you,” Minho smiled weakly, tilting his head back to see you, “you’re cuddling me so nicely.”
Your eyes narrowed down at him, focusing on the wide smile that was on his face. “What have you done? This isn’t the Minho that I know,” you joked, “being the little spoon has changed you.”
“I haven’t done anything,” Minho assured you, “is it so wrong of me to lay here and tell you how adorable I think you are.”
“Normally you’re mean to me,” you reminded him, kissing against his forehead, “it’s taking some getting used to.”
“I’m just being kind to you.”
Changbin:
A hum came from Changbin as your hand began to brush through his hair, letting you know that he was enjoying what it was that you were doing.
“Can you tug a little bit harder?” He asked you, enjoying the feeling of your hand brushing through his hair to try and untangle it all.
Your head nodded, although you didn’t tug as harder as he wanted you to. “I don’t want to hurt you Chang, you’re supposed to be trying to rest and sleeping,” you told him, taking things slowly.
“I don’t mind, my head feels like it needs it,” he assured you, taking your hand and showing you how hard to tug.
Your eyes widened as you felt how much stronger he wanted you to play with his hair. “If you wake up in the morning and all of your hair has fallen out, I hope that you know it’s your fault.”
“That won’t happen,” he giggled, “just pull enough to untangle my hair and apply a bit of pressure to my head as well.”
“Alright,” you whispered, encouraging him to close his eyes again as you tugged through his hair as he had shown you to do.
“That’s it, much more comfortable for me.”
Hyunjin:
Your hand reached up as you managed to take a hold of Hyunjin’s hair, twirling it around in your fingertips as you unknotted it after his busy day.
“This is another advantage to me being the little spoon,” he whispered as he felt your touch, “easy access to play with my hair for you.”
You could only laugh as Hyunjin made another mental note of something else that was working. “You’re just going to use all these advantages to get your own way next time I little spoon.”
“No,” Hyunjin protested with a gasp, shaking his head firmly at you, “I’ll just remind you of these when you tell me no.”
Your hand tugged a little harder on his hair to make him groan, “they’re the same thing,” you reminded him, “and I can think of many advantages of when I’m the little spoon too you know.”
“Like what?” He pushed, “I bet that you list of advantages of little spooning is nowhere near as long as my list of advantages is Y/N.”
“For starters, you play with my hair,” you counteracted, “maybe we should just agree to split the role from now on.”
“I think I can push to doing that.”
Han:
As another soft giggle came from Jisung as he rested against you, you couldn’t help but wind him up more as you tickled against his sides quickly.
“Y/N,” he yelled, quickly trying to push you off as he found himself laughing more, “you’re supposed to cuddle me nicely thank you.”
Your shoulders shrugged as you tried to tickle Jisung as much as you could before you pulled away to let him breathe again. “I’m just getting you back for all the times that you’ve tickled me before.”
“I never tickle you,” he argued, knowing full well himself that it was a lie. “Alright, maybe I’ve tickled you once or twice before.”
Your eyes widened at how much he downplayed how annoying he could be to you as you got ready for bed. “Either start speaking honestly or I’ll be more than happy to start tickling you again.”
“Maybe I tickle you every now and then,” Jisung reluctantly admitted, “but does it make you smile every time I do it?”
“What choice do I have?” You smirked back at him, “you know how much I love whenever someone tickles me Jisung.”
“Then I think I’m being kind to you.”
Felix:
Your eyes looked back in confusion as Felix rested himself against your chest suddenly as you moved around the kitchen to start preparing for dinner.
“This feels quite nice, I get used to this,” he whispered to himself, wrapping his arms around you too as he walked in front your figure.
Your head shook as you tried to make sure that you weren’t in some sort of dream. “Are you trying to stop me from making dinner or something?” You asked Felix, unsure what he was up to.
“No, I’m just getting a feel for what I could be like if I was the little spoon,” he replied, “but in bed, not standing up.”
Your eyebrows knitted together as Felix only left you feeling more confused. “What made you decide to do that now?” You asked him, feeling his grip around you tighten to stay where he was.
“Now is usually the only chance that I can get to you,” he explained, “with this in mind, what about me being the little spoon tonight Y/N?”
“Do I get much of a choice?” You laughed, knowing that Felix already had his mind made up on how you’d be sleeping.
“I’m glad we agree on that one.”
Seungmin:
The pout on Seungmin’s face had your attention straight away as he turned to face you, sensing from the look in his eye that he wanted something.
“How do you feel about being the big spoon tonight?” Seungmin asked you as he turned to face away from you, “I could do with a hug.”
Without arguing, you moved forwards and wrapped both of your arms around Seungmin’s waist. “Has something happened?” You whispered to his ear, resting against his shoulder.
“Just been one of those days,” Seungmin murmured in reply to you, too tired to speak too much to you about things.
Your head nodded, picking up on just how groggy his voice was. “It feels weird for us to lay like this, you’re usually the one holding onto my waist and tickling me to make me stay awake with you.”
“I don’t tickle you,” Seungmin protested with a quiet giggle, “it’s not my fault that you are just incredibly sensitive to everything that I do.”
“No one wants to be tickled at midnight,” you laughed back at him, “you’ve just got a cute face to get away with it.”
“One thing I definitely am is cute.”
I.N:
Your arms wrapped securely around Jeongin as soon as he laid down on the bed, pulling him in tightly so he could rest against your front.
“Thank you,” he whispered as you pressed a kiss against the top of his head, knowing how stressed he had been whilst at work all day.
Your head nodded as Jeongin tilted his head back to briefly be able to look up at you. “I get it,” you whispered, needing only few words for the two of you to understand one another.
“You’re the best,” Jeongin replied, stunned yet again by how well you knew him without him even needing to say a word.
As soon as you heard him sigh walking through the front door, you knew what to do. “We can lay here all night long if you want,” you assured him, knowing how helpful a hug was for his stress.
“I’d like that a lot,” Jeongin smiled as he turned his head back down again to lay more comfortably. “I would tell you about work, but I’m tired Y/N.”
“There’s always tomorrow,” you reminded him, “you can tell me over breakfast if you fancy before we go to work.”
