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Taking Care of Drunk!Skz

Genre: fluff, established relationships

Paring: Ot8 x fem!reader

Word Count: 6.9k

Warning: members are drunk, lots of pet names, some kisses, Lee Know is a bit unhinged, mention of period in Hyunjin’s, Felix gets slightly suggestive, Seungmin makes an innuendo, I think that’s it but let me know if I missed anything

Summary: You weren’t able to go out with him that night, but good thing because when he gets home, it’s up to you to take care of him.

A/N: I kept going back and forth about whether I liked this since it’s a bit all over the place. I probably could’ve made the scenarios a bit more diverse to play around with it more but I hope they’re still interesting lmao it was fun writing for each of their personalities

Chan: {word count: 0.8k}

It was well into one in the morning when Chan finally came home stumbling in the apartment. You knew that he had been out drinking with the members in an impromptu celebration when they discovered their latest song reached their streaming goal. He had invited you to come once sober and again when drunk, but after the week you had, you were not really in a state to go out drinking. Chan was completely understanding, and he even expressed that part of him just wanted to come home to you. But this was important to his members, and him as well, so he decided a couple of drinks wouldn’t hurt.

When you heard the keys rattle behind the door and your boyfriend giggling as he entered the apartment, you instantly perked up from your spot on the couch. You threw aside the blanket that you had been relaxing under and went to greet him, “Channie, you’re finally home!”

“Hiiiiii, baby,” He was smiling so wide that both of his dimples were present. He definitely had more than a few drinks. He immediately took you into his arms, and he even lifted you a little as he hugged you tightly making you let out a small shriek in surprise. His head remained buried in the crook of your neck even after your feet had securely met the ground, and he breathed in deeply, “mmm, you smell good.”

You giggled at the feeling of his nose pressed into your neck, and your boyfriend who was leaning most of his weight on you now. “Baby, you’re going to knock us both over.”

He mumbled a sorry and finally pulled away from your neck to look into your eyes again, and the smile and dimples never left his face. Despite his bright smile, you could tell he was tired from the way his eyes were glazed over, and he confirmed your suspicions by using his hand to stifle a yawn.

“Let’s get you ready for bed,” you caressed his cheek, and he leaned into your touch.

“Please, been thinking about holding you close all day,” he quietly admitted, still resting against your hand with his eyes closed.

You took his hand and led him into your bedroom before guiding him to sit on the edge of the bed. You started trying to peel off his shirt to get him into his pajamas when he giggled and gently pushed your hands away, “nooo, you don’t have to do that for me.”

“Channie, I’m just trying to help you,” you spoke softly while taking his hands in yours. You rubbed gentle circles with your thumbs on the back of his hands.

He looked up at you with adoration though his eyelids hung heavy. “You really don’t have to,” his voice was deeper now laced with drowsiness.

“But I want to take care of you,” you brought one of his hands up to your lips and pressed a chaste kiss there. Tiny giggles escaped from your boyfriend at your actions, and he pulled you into him. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged you close to him. You played with his soft curls as he snuggled up to you, “let me take care of you.”

When Chan finally released you, he let you strip him of his clothes and replace them with his pajamas. He usually didn’t wear anything to bed, but you wanted him to be nothing but cozy tonight. Throughout this process, Chan had a sheepish smile with a light blush dusting his cheeks. He was enjoying the feeling of being taken care of, but he still had a hard time getting used to being the one who was getting cared for.

You couldn’t help but lean in and kiss your sweet boyfriend on the forehead which in turn caused some more giggles from him. You made Chan drink some water to ensure he was hydrated, and by this point, you could tell he was making a great effort to keep his eyes open. “Hey baby, we have to take off your makeup,” you said, still using a gentle tone while putting some makeup remover on a cotton pad.

He just nodded and took the cotton pad to hold it for you while you went to put the makeup remover back in the bathroom. When you returned to your boyfriend sitting on the bed, he was lazily wiping around his eyes in an attempt to do it himself; however, he was just managing to smear it more down his cheeks. You tilted your head at him in a sympathetic look and held out your hand to take it from him. He huffed defeated before handing it over, and you gently wiped away the remaining makeup.

“Can we sleep now?” Chan asked softly while stifling a bigger yawn than before in his elbow.

“Mhm, come on baby,” he happily crawled in the bed and pulled you into the spot beside him where you belonged. One of his arms was resting under your head, and with the other he pulled your back flush against his warm chest. He nuzzled his nose into your neck, and you could feel him smiling against your skin. “Goodnight, Chan.” You whispered once you were both settled against each other.

“Goodnight, my love.”

Lee Know: {word count: 0.9k}

The club really was not your scene, which was why Minho wasn’t upset that you had opted to stay home. It wasn’t really his scene either, but he had made a deal with Chan that if he went to the club with them then Chan would make another song with a sexy vibe for Minho to choreograph. He decided he would stay a couple hours, have some drinks to make the experience more bearable, and then go home to you. The members seemed to have different ideas about what “a few drinks” meant after getting 6 rounds of shots on top of their personal drinks.

When Minho finally made it home, you could tell he was feeling it from the way he was swaying and the slight smirk present on his lips. You went to greet him at the door, and he was quick to scoop you up into a hug. “Hi, kitten,” he purred in your ear.

“Hi, did you have fun?” You giggled, knowing he tends to show a whole new side after drinking.

The question seemed to trigger something in his memory because as soon as it registered, he gasped while stepping away from you. “Oh my god, Y/n! Watch this!” He put his hands on his hips and started dancing by moving them in circles.

“Baby, what are you doing?” You choked on your laughter as you watched him continue on with his dance.

He looked over his shoulder and winked at you, “What does it look like? I’m dancing, obviously.”

“You didn’t dance enough at the club?” You lifted an eyebrow at him. You shouldn’t be surprised by his stamina, but it was already approaching the very early hours of the next day.

“Yeah, but you weren’t there to see. So it doesn’t count.” He walked back over to you, and spun you around once before swaying with you in a dance.

“Min, there’s not even any music to dance to.” Your boyfriend just shrugged and continued dancing with you.

“Oh, watch this!” He once again stepped away from your arms to perform, but this time he got on the floor and spun around in a break dance type way. “Bet you can’t do this!”

This time you couldn’t hold back your laughter. Minho could break dance, but he was just spinning on the ground while holding his knees. “No, no I can’t do that, baby,” you conceded in between giggles. “Aren’t you tired?”

Minho stopped spinning, and he looked at you while pouting, “I just got here, and you already want to go to bed? I wanted to spend some time together first.”

You helped him off the floor, and you placed a comforting hand on the back of his neck. “It’s so late though. Why don’t we just cuddle in bed and spend time together tomorrow?”

“But I’m not even tired,” Minho whined while tossing his head to the side dramatically.

You smiled sweetly at your boyfriend’s child-like antics while reaching out the hand that had been resting on his neck to coax him, “come on, Min. Please?”

“No!” He dodged your hand and raced to the living room and around to the other side of the couch to put space in between you, challenging you to come and get him.

You sighed and were about to play into his little game when you felt something brush against your legs. You looked down to see Doongie gazing up at you happily awaiting pets, so you bent down to scratch behind his ears. He let out an appreciative meow when you were reminded of your drunk boyfriend you were trying to take care of. You were struck with an idea: the best way to deal with cats was to let them come to you.

You felt Minho’s gaze on you, who was ready to flee again, but you ignored him and sat on the couch instead. You acted completely uninterested as you pulled out your phone, and mindlessly scrolled through some form of social media. Soon enough, your boyfriend joined you with his head in your lap and his feet curled up on the couch. You ran your fingers soothingly through his hair, and his eyes were closed feeling completely relaxed.

“Min?” He hummed to acknowledge you. “I’m going to bed.”

At this he opened his eyes and peered up at you with furrowed brows, “I’m coming with you.” He said determinedly.

You smiled before getting up, “you should drink some water first, baby.”

He got up after you and hugged you from behind. Now that he let himself rest, he was becoming more and more drowsy by the second. “What’s in it for me?”

“You won’t feel so bad in the morning.”

He scoffed, “and?”

“I’ll give you as many kisses as you want?” You added hoping to give your boyfriend more incentive.

“Deal.” He accepted immediately and dragged himself into the kitchen with you where you were fixing him a glass of water.

He leaned in, and instead of taking the glass that you were offering him, he quickly kissed you.

“I’ll be collecting starting now,” he tried to lean in to kiss you again, but his lips were met with your hand as you stopped him.

“No, you’re going to drink the water first.”

He rolled his eyes, and his body slouched as he let out a pronounced “ugh”. He took the glass of water, and quickly chugged before wiping at his mouth with his sleeve. He set it down on the counter before wrapping his arms around your hips, “now can I start collecting?”

“How about-“ he didn’t waste any time leaning in to capture your lips in a long kiss. “We,” another kiss “go” and another “to bed.” You finally finished what you were trying to say through Minho’s kisses. “We can continue in the morning.”

Changbin: {word count: 0.8k}

Changbin absolutely loved the nightlife. Almost as much as he loved taking you out with him. Seeing you look completely stunning, and you paying attention to nobody but him made him feel like the luckiest man alive. He was a little sad that tonight you wouldn’t be able to join him, but he had the members to have fun with. It wasn’t the same, but it was a rare moment he got with all of his members; therefore, he wanted to make the most of it by dancing and drinking to his heart’s content.

You were also a little sad that you wouldn’t be able to go out with Changbin, but your work decided to follow you home that particular Friday night. Instead, you decided to stay up to wait for your more than likely drunk boyfriend. He didn’t drink often, so you were glad he was getting this night to let loose even if it wasn’t with you. Right when you thought that you wouldn’t be able to stay up any longer, you heard Changbin calling for you.

“Y/nnnnn!” He had spotted you laying on the couch, and he quickly made his way over to you. You noticed his cheeks were flushed from where he had been drinking as he decided to just lay on top of you and engulfed your body in his. “I missed youuuu.”

You were enjoying his warmth like a cozy blanket as you softly stroked his back. You could feel his strong muscles through the dark dress shirt he was wearing that was pulled taut from his arms being wrapped around your body. You were intoxicated by his scent, and the sight of the bulging muscles of his arms when he spoke up again, “did you miss meeee?” His chin was resting on your chest where he could look into your eyes.

“Of course, I did.” You reassured him softly, still stroking his back. “How could I not miss my favorite, bun?”

You could feel him relax even further at your words, and a warm smile unfurled across his face. The pink tint of his cheeks darkened even more as he blushed, and you could see it creep up to his ears. You kissed the top of his head at the endearing sight of your flustered boyfriend. His dark curls were falling over his eyes as he gazed up at you with tired sparkling eyes. You reached up and tried to brush them away, but they just fell right back into place.

“You’re so handsome, you know that?” You told him softly, his bottom lip poked out a little in a pout as he was listening intently. “My beautiful boy.” You dipped your head to softly kiss his cheek. You started to slowly pull away, but he chased after you and kissed your cheek this time. You could feel the heat of his cheeks radiating against your skin from him being so close.

When you looked down at him this time, you could see the smile reaching his unfocused eyes before he rested his head against your chest. He closed his eyes and delighted in the feeling of you in his arms. “Are you tired, bun?”

“Mhmmm,” he answered and lightly nodded his head.

“Why don’t we go to bed?”

“But I’m comfy right here,” he sleepily mumbled.

“The bed would be more comfy than me.” You laughed softly.

“Impossible.”

“Come on, Binnie. You need some water too.”

He whined as you attempted to push him to get up, but he eventually found the strength to get up from your warm spot. He stretched his arms over his head which once again showed off his muscles, and he smirked when he caught your eyes wandering up to them. He followed you into the kitchen, and you watched to make sure that he drank his glass of water. Then, you took his hand and guided him to the bedroom that was calling out to both of you.

Changbin fumbled with the top button on his shirt, and you giggled a little as you helped him with the rest of them. You slid the shirt off his frame, and helped him put on a baggy t-shirt and flannel pajama pants before climbing into bed with him. You both instinctively found each other’s arms to rest in.

He rested his head back against your chest only half laying on you with your legs tangled together. “Goodnighttt, y/nnn,” Changbin called out to you. His tone was still light and playful despite being tired.

“Goodnight, bun,” you brushed your fingers through his curls as you watched his eyes flutter closed. You continued playing with his hair until his breathing slowed, and his shoulders completely relaxed. When you were sure he was asleep, you let your own eyes drift closed.

Hyunjin: {word count: 0.8k}

Hyunjin really never drank, besides some wine every now and then, so it didn’t take long for alcohol to have an effect on him. He could already tell the night he was in for once he knocked back his third shot for the night. A couple of the members invited him out for the night, and he really had no excuse to say no. Only a few hours in, he was already missing your pretty face when he thought about how you didn’t want to come since your period had left you feeling blah all night. That was it. He couldn’t stay here having fun with his members while his baby needed him, so he told them goodnight and started his walk back to your apartment.

Hyunjin made it back as quick as he could, but he doubted you were still awake when he did arrive since it was already past midnight. You were curled up in bed with a heating pad actually awake because you wanted to make sure that Hyunjin wouldn’t need you while he was out. Between the painkillers and heating pad, you were slowly starting to feel better when Hyunjin quietly slipped into the room.

He leaned against the door frame with a small pout and soft eyes as he observed your state. “Jinnie?” You softly called out to him. “I thought you were staying out with the others tonight?”

At the sound of your voice, he gently smiled, “I was, but I missed you, princess.” He made his way over to the bed, and you were peeling back the covers to help him when he’d already reached your side. He pulled the covers back over you and tried tucking you back into bed, “no need to get up, baby. It’s okay.” He leaned down and kissed your forehead.

“Jinnie, you’re drunk,” you giggled as you sat up, and he wrapped his arms around your neck.

“Only a little bit,” he giggled back.

“Well, I’m not going to bed until you’re ready too.”

“I am ready. Let’s go to sleep now.” He leaned in to kiss you to punctuate what he said before letting go of you to crawl the rest of the way in bed. He tucked an arm around your waist and buried his head in the pillows to prove his point.

“Baby, you don’t want to change into something more comfortable?”

He turned his head to the side to be able to look at you, and he slipped his hand that was still wrapped around you under your shirt to trace shapes onto your skin. “Just want to be with you, pretty.” He said while his eyes never left yours.

“I’ll spend the rest of the night and all morning cuddling you, I promise. But you should get ready for bed.”

Hyunjin whined before dramatically rolling off the bed and slowly stood up. You just smiled and shook your head before attempting to get up yourself. “Why are you getting up?” Hyunjin asked.

“I’m going to help you.”

He sighed and wore a dreamy expression as he looked at you, “you’re so amazing.” You went to get him some water which he accepted gratefully and praised you again, “I love you so much.”

He took you into his arms and held you close to him with his head resting on your chin, “I know, Jinnie.” Your voice was muffled by his chest.

He pulled back to look at you, and you could see he was pouting, “you’re not going to say it back?”

Your boyfriend was always really soft for you, but drinking really exaggerated this side of him. “Of course I love you.” Suddenly, he cupped your cheeks with both hands and sprinkled kisses all over your face. “Hyunjin!” You giggled as he caught you off guard.

“What? You’re just so pretty,” he stroked your cheeks with his thumbs while his droopy eyes tried to study all of your features. You looked away shyly, and you could feel your cheeks warming which Hyunjin just cooed at more, “so perfect.”

You smiled softly and removed his hands from your face by gently grabbing his wrists. “Jinnie, let’s get ready for bed.” He was still too busy staring up at you that he didn’t even notice you led him to sit on the bed. When you tried to help him change, he once again pulled you in close to him and wrapped his arms around you. “Baby, you have to let me go.”

“No, I’ll never let you go. I couldn’t imagine anyone better for me.” He slightly tightened his hold around you.

“I mean you have to stop hugging me, so I can help you.”

“But I don’t want to do that either. I want to always be hugging you. It makes me so happy.”

“Just for one second?” You could tell he wasn’t happy when you gently pushed him off you again and helped him put his pajamas on. Although throughout the process, he snuck in little kisses on the top of your head or on your cheek when he could.

Han: {word count: 0.8k}

Jisung had let you know that he was hanging out with some of the members at their place, and that he’d probably be doing some drinking that night. You didn’t mind and told him to have a great time with his friends, so that’s exactly what he did. You decided to lay in bed and try to watch movies as you waited for your boyfriend to get home, and you almost texted Chan where he was when you heard the door to your apartment open. You heard shuffling and expected to see Jisung entering the room, but after a couple moments of silence, you decided to go check on him.

“Ji?” You didn’t see him when you walked out of your room until you made your way to the living room. Jisung was passed out on the couch with his limbs sprawled out. You smiled at the sight of his cheek being squished by the cushions, and his lips a little shiny with drool. You were tempted to take a picture, but you had left your phone in the bedroom.

You lightly shook him, “babes?” He continued snoozing, so you tried calling out to him a bit louder, “Sungie?” Still nothing, so you tried even louder, “Han Jisung?” This caused him to stir as he blinked up at you confused.

“Y/n?” He sleepily groaned and rubbed at his eyes with one hand as he tried to process what was happening.

“Why don’t you come to bed?”

Jisung didn’t bother to open his eyes as he nodded his head in agreement and sat up on the couch. You went to go get him some water, but when you returned his head was bowed against his shoulder softly snoring. “Ji?”

His head shot up, and he looked around, “I’m up, I’m up.” His gaze landed on you and the glass of water held out to him, and you couldn’t help but giggle. He slumped back against the couch before taking the glass and drinking some water.

You took the glass back to the kitchen, and when you returned, your boyfriend was trying to fight off sleep again. He was blinking a lot to try to keep his eyes from closing, but they’d get heavier with each blink. Once they slipped closed, his head would slowly tip over before he’d jolt awake when he almost fell completely over. He tried to shake it off again as he saw you approach.

You were starting to get worried about how much he had to drink, and if this was a sign that he was even more drunk than you originally thought. However when you texted Chan, he reassured you that Jisung only had a couple of beers at most. You knew drinking made him a little sleepy, but he must be exhausted on top of that because he could barely keep himself awake.

You would carry him to your bedroom bridal style if you could, but you had to settle for slinging one of his arms across your shoulders while supporting his weight with your hip. You were sure he was milking it at this point from the way he shifted himself so as to not completely crush you, but you just shook your head and went along with it. You didn’t mind taking care of him for this one night. You led him to the bed where he pleasedly inched his way to the pillows to melt into their comfort.

“Babes, you still have to get changed.”

“Can we just sleep pleaseee?” He whined and blindly reached back for you trying to pull you in with him while his face was still buried in the pillows.

“You can’t sleep in jeans.” You wrinkled your nose at the thought. “I just want you to be comfortable, love.”

He slowly sat up with his eyes still shut tightly, and his silver hair was sticking up wildly from sleep. He was pouting, but he seemed to agree that he wanted to be comfortable. You leaned in to kiss his soft cheek, and he hummed delightedly. You started to help him change into a soft pair of his pajamas when you noticed he still refused to open his eyes throughout the process.

“Ji, what are you doing?”

“What?” He sleepily mumbled.

“Why do you have your eyes shut tight?”

“Becauseee, if I leave them open, then I’ll lose my sleepiness.”

You gave him a questioning look at his logic, but it wasn’t like he saw. You just let it go, and when you were finally done helping him, he didn’t waste any time in pulling himself back up the bed to join the pillows. You followed your tired boyfriend behind him and pulled the covers over you two, and you wrapped your arms around him from behind. He turned over to face you as you cuddled him and wrapped his arms around you as well pulling you close to him. He kissed the top of your head before finally falling fast asleep.

Felix: {word count: 0.8k}

Felix was a social butterfly, and he felt energized when he was able to spend time with people. Your social battery didn’t run quite at the same capacity, but Felix didn’t mind. In fact, he felt you were the perfect balance to him, and he felt incredibly special that you were comfortable enough to show sides of yourself that no one else got to see. Felix also helped you grow as a person by helping you get out of your comfort zone, but he understood when you just needed time to decompress.

When you got in from work, Felix had invited you out, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to. You reassured Felix to go have fun with his members, and you’d be waiting for him when he got back. You did just that on the couch until after midnight when Felix slinked in to greet you. He smiled warmly at you once he saw you curled up against the couch, and you could see a pink tint dusting his cheeks that told you he’d been drinking some.

“Hey, Lixie,” you returned the warm smile and patted the spot next to you for him to join you on the couch.

“Hey, angel,” without hesitation, he plopped himself down in the space next to you and rested his head against your shoulder.

“Did you have fun?” You teased him a bit by poking his flushed cheek. Felix just responded by smiling even wider and nodding his head. “Are you ready for bed?” You had to move away from him to grab the remote and turn off the tv before standing up. You stretched and held out a hand to him, “let’s get you ready, hm lix?”

He took your hand, but instead of getting up to follow you, he pulled you into him. Before you even had time to work out what was happening, Felix had wrapped an arm around your waist and situated you to where you were straddling him. This time you were the one with the blush on your face. “You’re always trying to take care of me, angel. You’ve been working so hard lately. Why don’t I take care of you?” His words were slow and deep as he leaned in to whisper to you. He was running his hands up and down your back and occasionally slipping them under your shirt.

You ignored the shivers that ran up your spine from your boyfriend’s deep voice next to your ear. He was drunk, and you needed to help him get to bed. He was just as giving as you in this relationship, and you giggled at him still trying to take care of you even in this state. “I’m not the one who has been out drinking all night.” You put your hands on his shoulders in an attempt to get some distance.

“But you need someone to look out for you too,” he looked up at you with pleading eyes before leaning in and placing a kiss on your shoulder. It was gentle and chaste before he started to trail them up to your neck.

You softly grab his face to get him to look at you, and you kiss his cheek. “Why don’t we take care of each other, okay?”

He finally agreed and released you from his lap. You got up and once again offered your hand out to him which he took and followed you into the kitchen. You made him a glass of water which he drank before filling it up again for you.

“Your turn,” he said, and the water sloshed in the cup spilling a little on the ground as he handed it over to you. But he smiled as he watched you take the cup and drink it.

That’s how it went for the rest of the time trying to get him ready for bed. He’d only let you do it for him if he could do it for you right after. You took him by the hand again and led him to the bedroom where you helped him into his pajamas. In sloppy movements, he pulled your shirt over your head, and he replaced it with your pajamas. You were momentarily blinded as he struggled to find which was the hole for your neck and which was the hole for your arms. When you were free from the soft cotton fabric, your hair was sticking up all over the place, and the tag was itching your neck. Felix was trying to smooth down your hair while frowning at you trying to figure out what looked weird about your shirt.

You lightheartedly giggled, “thank you, Lixie.” You tilted your head to the side and offered him a lopsided smile still thankful for your caring boyfriend. You slipped your arms back in your shirt and turned it around to the right side, and you were both ready for bed now.

Seungmin: {word count: 0.8k}

When Seungmin told you that he was going to the karaoke bar that night with some of the members, you just prayed that someone would have enough sense to take some videos. They wouldn’t have a problem if you went too, but you didn’t want to invade on their time that they got together without a schedule. So you patiently waited for him to get home while being entertained by the videos that Jeongin provided you with. He was still a great singer, but the overly dramatic facial expressions paired with the swaying was what gave away he clearly had a few drinks.

You were sitting on the couch staring in awe at the tiny Seungmin on your screen having impressive control over his vocals still while a bit drunk when you heard Seungmin let himself in the apartment. You got up from your spot to go to approach your boyfriend with your phone in hand. “Minnie! How are you so good at singing?” You hugged him quickly before shifting in his arms to show him the video. He rested his chin on your shoulder while you watched his performance together on your phone.

“Please, if you think that’s good, then you haven’t seen me rap.”

“Actually…” you swiped over a few more videos to the one of him rapping actually kind of fast, and you heard him groan from behind you.

“Why do you have all these videos?”

“Jeongin took them for me,” you smiled up at your boyfriend who just playfully rolled his eyes. “But seriously, how can you sing so well even when drunk?”

His eyes widened and eyebrows raised while his mouth was agape as he feigned shock and offense, “I’m not drunk. You’re drunk.”

“Seung,” you tilted your head at him and quirked an eyebrow to which he cracked a smile.

“Just a few drinks, hardly drunk” he shrugged it off while still smiling playfully. He spun you around, so now you were facing him and placed his hands on your hips. The smile on his face had turned into a slight smirk as he leaned in close to you with his eyes on your lips. You watched closely as he licked his lips, and he looked down at you with dark hooded eyes. “Let’s cut this tension in between us. Let me make you mine.”

“Minnie, we’ve been dating for two years,” you giggle at him, ignoring your heart hammering in your chest. You really couldn’t tell if he was just joking or he was that drunk to have forgotten.

“Way to ruin a moment, bubs,” He scoffed, but he leaned in to kiss you anyways. His kiss tasted sweet, but you could also taste the lingering alcohol on his tongue which brought you back to reality. You broke away from the kiss, and Seungmin’s smirk was back on his lips. “What’s wrong? Is my bubs flustered?” His voice had a teasing tone.

He wasn’t wrong, but you were also reminded of your task at hand of helping your boyfriend get ready for bed. You mumbled a whatever which just worsened his smug look before you spoke up, “Let’s just go to bed.”

“Oh, now you’re trying to get me in bed?”

You playfully swatted at his shoulder and stepped out of his hold. “To sleep!”

He pretends to ignore you in favor of teasing you some more, “maybe my bubs isn’t as shy as I thought.”

“Well, you’re going to be disappointed tonight.”

“I’m never disappointed by you,” he dropped the teasing once you had started to walk off and took on a softer tone. He caught your wrist as you were walking to the kitchen.

“I know, bubs,” you laced your fingers with his, and you both walked to the kitchen together. “Here, you’re going to want to drink some water.” You fixed him a glass and handed it to him which he had to give you a side-eyed questioning look at your measures of taking care of him. “Just drink the water.”

“Okay, okay,” he laughed breathily before drinking the water. Your relationship wouldn’t be complete without Seungmin taking every chance he gets to tease you. Especially if he’s had something to drink.

Even though he moved slowly and almost fell over a couple of times, you let him put on his pajamas himself, and you both got into bed together. You were lying on his chest while he was running his fingers through your hair and occasionally massaging your scalp. You’d almost fallen asleep when he softly spoke up, “you know, if you wanted to see me sing that bad, you could’ve come. You didn’t have to ask Jeongin to send you all those videos.”

“I didn’t ask him. He just knows. Besides, you just don’t like that he especially likes to send me the embarrassing ones.” You cheekily grinned up at him and cupped his cheek.

“Not true,” he shook his head while leaning in closer. “Maybe I also just like spending time with you.” He confessed before kissing the top of your head.

Jeongin: {word count: 0.9k}

The change of seasons had given you a terrible migraine which is why you had to cancel on Jeongin. You had planned to go out with him and some of your friends, but after the migraine set in, you couldn’t do anything but lay in the dark. You wanted him to go out and have fun anyways, and you were slowly recovering from your seasonal problem with each passing moment.

When you told Jeongin that you couldn’t go out with him tonight, he made sure to send you updates constantly. You didn’t expect him to, nor did you ask that of him, but he just missed you. As the night went on, the selfies that he sent you turned shaky, and his text became less coherent. You figured he had a few drinks, and you couldn’t help but smile at each text that you received that was just a jumble of words at this point.

You thought he was saying something about being on his way home when he texted, “In my way whole”. At least you hoped you deciphered that right. The next text was a close up photo of an eyeball with a crazed look that you identified as Minho’s and a legible text that verified they were just a few minutes away.

As expected, a few moments later there was a rhythmic mix of knocking on the door, and you pocketed your phone to go open it. You were met by your boyfriend smiling at you so wide that his eyes seemed to disappear and Minho’s whose fist was still raised to knock again. “Jeongin has a key, y'know.” You greeted them.

“I know, but knocking like crazy is much more satisfying,” Minho said while cackling.

“Hey, honey,” Jeongin waved at you, and Minho cast him a judging side eye at the use of the pet name in front of him.

You both ignored him, and you waved back, “Hi, Innie.”

“Well, I’m going to leave. I don’t really care to see what’s about to happen next.” Minho said while gesturing with his thumb over his shoulder and slowly backing away.

You laughed at him, “goodnight, Min!” You called out to which he replied while waving back and spinning on his heel to leave. When you turned back to your boyfriend, he giggled while holding his phone up right in front of his face. He tried to quickly put it away once he caught you looking at him.

You brushed it off for now, and he entered the apartment making his way to the couch with his nose still in his phone. He flopped down once he reached it, and he was giving that same smile that made his eyes disappear to his phone now that he gave you earlier. “Innie, what are you looking at?”

He looked up at you with wide eyes and a questioning look trying to play dumb, “nothing?…”

“Hun, why can’t I see?” You sat down next to him and decided to pull out the big guns. You placed both your hands on his arms and looked up at him with your best puppy-dog eyes. You could see him freeze and physically gulp, but he was still holding strong. You hit him with a poked out lip, and you could see him crumble.

“Ahh, this is so embarrassing,” he scratched the back of his neck while handing over his phone.

He took the phone and tried to examine the picture that had him so smiley. You squinted and even tried looking at it from different angles, but all you could see was just a blur. “What am I looking at right now?”

“What do you mean?” He took the phone back and gazed fondly at the picture. “It’s you.”

You couldn’t help but giggle, “That looks nothing like me.”

Jeongin held up the phone next to your head and squinted at you, “It looks exactly like you.”

“But it’s just a blur.”

He gasped dramatically and looked at the photo again, “It is not! It’s a pretty blur. Because it’s you. I love my pretty blur.”

It was an unconventional compliment, but you still felt flattered all the same. “So that’s what you were doing when I was saying goodbye to Minho. Sneaking a picture of me?”

Your boyfriend now had a sheepish grin on his face with a start of a blush spreading across his cheeks, “yeah…”

“How cute, Innie.” You cooed at him before ruffling his hair which he playfully swatted your hands away. “I’m going to get you some water, okay?”

He nodded, and you walked away when you felt your phone buzzing in your pocket. A picture of you and Jeongin together took over the screen, and the caller ID read “Innie <3”. You turned to your boyfriend sitting on the couch a couple feet away from you. He just raised his phone while pointing at it before putting it up to his ear indicating that he wanted you to answer it.

You sighed and accepted, “hello?”

“Um, can I have a hug first?” You were about to ask him why he needed to call when you were in the same room when he cut you off, “pleaseee.”

You ended the call and walked back over to him on the couch before holding out your arms to hug him. He made no effort to move, so you leaned forward to close the distance. You were expecting a warm hug, but Jeongin just laughed as he pushed you away playfully. You rolled your eyes and were about to walk away when he pulled you into him and held onto you tight.

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