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Ke Huy Quan wins the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor for Everything Everywhere All at Once
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waiting for my tomorrow : 220723 박세리의 세리자베스 🌷
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very namgi of them
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just yoongi’s hands 🥰
(cr: in the soop: @/jung-koook,bangbangcon:@/0613data)
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help… they simply cannot stay away from one another | in the room: selling a message
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im going to write a moving in together hms fic and nobody can stop me
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went on a date with my husband



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HMS;; unholy
he absolutely knew of the cultural implications and found it interesting anyway
wc: 900+ [a/n: lol what can i say the world cup affected us all in mysterious ways] warning: implied daddy kink
"can you call me daddy?"
there was nothing you could've done to prepare for the shock you received when your boyfriend slipped into the kitchen with the request. it was enough to stutter the ascend of a fresh brew of roasted coffee to your lips as the liquid sloshed and splattered against the island counter.
"what?"
"daddy. like balenciaga daddy."
the lyrics from the hit sam smith song plays like a slow train wreck as you single in on the scene of the crime. out of everything that song implied, that was what he used as evidence to whatever he'd conjured up in his head. you had only left the man alone for a few minutes while he had finished brushing his teeth.
the lyrics from the hit sam smith song plays like a slow train wreck as you single in on the scene of the crime. out of everything that song implied, that was what he used as evidence to whatever he'd conjured up in his head. you had only left the man alone for a few minutes while he had finished brushing his teeth.
it wasn't as if it had even played on repeat. you recalled maybe a handful of occasions that it had come across the radio, often while you were making dinner or tidying up the flat.
it had never occurred to you how often it came to heung-min's attention either, though you were convinced now that he was listening to it more frequently on his own time. now you were even more curious what else he was drawing up on the internet.
heung-min was a curious individual, never afraid to try new things and resourceful when filling gaps between language barriers. there were a few odd bits that you would smooth over every once in awhile, but this—this was something new. and you didn't even know where to start.
it was pretty obvious that the man understood at least one use of the term to ask you so boldly, but still you had to check.
"wouldn't you prefer oppa?"
exchanging languages was a give and take between the two of you as you made house out of a home. from furniture arrangements to grocery store runs, you were each learning how to adapt and coexist. watching films together had to be your favorite when you meddled into more complex idioms and social constructs. apparently you had skipped over some important ones.
the man only shook his head, a prominent grin stretching his lips as he ripped a paper towel from the tether to help wipe up the dark liquid.
"oppa is different. it’s doesn’t give the same … impression as daddy."
what kind of ‘impression’ he was looking for would be an entirely different conversation to be had after you finished processing this one.
you really wish he would stop using that word so freely, at least for the sake of the heat blooming under your cheeks. it wasn't even worse because he knew what he was doing. the soft cackle under his breath evident of his intentions.
bracing your hands against the counter, you tried to gracefully mediate the situation.
"and why would you want me to call you that?"
it obviously wasn't a nickname he wished for in public. frequenting the spotlight came with the territory of miscommunication from the public. and with the prevalence of video recording, it would only take one stray ear to catch wind of a conversation and spin it into something bigger. granted this wouldn't be overly socially damning, but someone crafting a tale about your intimacy rubbed you wrong.
heung-min shrugged, but there was a pinch to his brow that indicated he was still thinking on it. the expression was enough to give you pause as you contemplated how much of this was a joke versus a serious inquiry. you couldn't put it past him to want to explore. the two of you were nearing your two year mark but rather agreeably settled in the relationship.
everyday presented an opportunity to test new boundaries, and apparently today was that lucky day.
"i prefer the way it sounds in english."
its your turn to observe, entranced, as a rosy hue colored the roundness of his cheeks. there was absolutely no doubt now that he had dabbled into the web to research just how different.
heung-min's dark eyes flickered up to catch yours, mouth turning a hitch downward as he read through your countenance.
"it doesn't need to be ... sexual."
but it would always be intimate. a word saturated with heavier elements no matter how lightly it was used. it's hommage would inevitably drag some toe-curling images to mind.
it was almost too beguiling to outwit your inquisitiveness. apparently the same could be said for heung-min if he had built up the courage to ask you outright.
but you knew this man, growing to love his playful and often curious person. he would prod at the idea but if you showed disinterest he'd back off with no further mention. he was endearingly considerate, enough so to make you want to experiment yourself.
your pause made the man apprehensive, lips parted with a mouthful of excuses to pull an emergency break on the conversation. but you weren't ready to give up just yet.
hand following the curve of the marble top, you slunk around to fit yourself between it and heung-min as you were the one to grin.
"how does the song go again ... mummy don't know daddy's getting hot."
the line of his throat hides your amusement as you roll to your toes to pepper nipping kisses to the curve of his jaw. before you reached your destination, his throat was already humming with a low moan while his hands came up to palm at your hips.
"at the body shop, doing something unholy—," a sharp gasp escaped as heung-min's hands dipped to grip onto your thighs to hoist them up around his waist.
it was certainly a fresh spark in your ever evolving relationship and something you couldn't skimp without at least attempting the taste of it.
nose to nose now, he was free to lean in and slot his mouth against yours. it was notably interesting, kissing a man whose mouth could split into a grin at any given opportunity. you couldn't help but laugh into his exhale.
'give me love, give me fendi, my balenciaga daddy.'
#son heung min x reader#son heung min imagines#son heung min fanfic#football x reader#football imagines#football fanfic#sonny x reader#im so sorry george
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jungkook met sonny 🥰
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Hey babes just wondering when throwing a fit pt3 might be out no pressure but i love it💖💖💖
Oh gosh, I’m sorry, life got pretty busy for me so no official ETA yet. But I have started the next part!
I’m glad you enjoyed it 🥰
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