#doyoung fluff

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(cw: a baby, parenthood, (gn!reader))

Fatherhood was something that dad!Doyoung never thought he could ever be ready for. He'd never been around babies! He didn't know how to change diapers. He didn't want to change diapers. He couldn't imagine going a day with a 3 hours of sleep. He couldn't imagine your usual calm home being filled with crying and the wailing of a baby. He wasn't sure if he'd ever be comfortable holding such a fragile little thing. It was overwhelming for him to say the very least. He felt as if he'd never be prepared.

But despite all his worrying and anxieties, he'd overcome all that. His and the baby's sleep schedule had slowly but surely started getting back to normal. As normal as it could get with a baby boy waking up at the ass crack of dawn to eat. The diapers also hadn't gotten easier, but Doyoung was more used to it now. He was used to holding the baby now, and he was a complete natural.

The only thing that had gotten better, and subsequently gotten worse after a few weeks, was the crying. There had been a few weeks of pure bliss. The crying was normal, the baby was hungry, needed a diaper change, or hungry. But then, god, god of course you both knew it was coming, but you had hoped it would take a few more months like your friends kids did. The teething.

There was not enough numbing gel, teething rings, teething toys, teething tablets, frozen wash cloths, or teething snacks to sooth your poor baby's sore gums. This was one of the things you'd failed to think about. For the people around you it happened around 8 or 9 months, your poor baby boy was 6 months, today.

You were having a small, intimate group of people over to celebrate your son's half birthday. Just some dinner and cake.

Doyoung was talking to Johnny with his son on his lap, bouncing his son on his knee when the very familiar whining and whimpers started. "Honey! The gel is wearing off!" Doyoung called out to you.

You dug around the freezer, "None of his toys are in here! Did you remember to put them in?"

Doyoung sighed, he had forgotten. He was so busy helping you set up while your son was down for his nap, he had forgotten. He knew he had forgotten something!

You sent him one of your well-known "what did I tell you?" looks and handed him the teething gel before going back to your conversation with his brother.

"Sorry, this will only take a second. Anyway, I was just saying how the book is really well written..." Doyoung continued his conversation with his pointer finger rubbing over the baby's gums.

Johnny stared at the baby with a humorous gaze. The baby hummed and gurgled happily as he held Doyoung's finger in his mouth and gnawed on it. Doyoung was hilariously unphased, forgoing his mission of applying the teething gel and just letting the baby chew on his finger.

"Anyway, I think you'd really like the book. Do you want to borrow it?" Doyoung asked with raised brows.

Johnny chuckled, "I'm sorry I wasn't listening. I was just watching little man go to town on your finger."

"This will hurt a lot more when his teeth are fully out, but they're just breaking through. I don't even mind it- but the drool. The drool is the real problem, I think. We have to change his bib at least 5 times a day," Doyoung explains while wiping up a string of baby saliva.

"You're a good dad, Doyoung," Johnny smiles, clapping Doyoung's shoulder.

You caress your son's wet cheek and kiss Doyoung's , "he's the best."

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Sinner | Kim Doyoung

Summary: You dress up as a Catholic school girl in order to spice up your sex life. How will your husband Doyoung react when he sees you?  

Genre: established relationship AU, angsty

Word count: 1.2k

“You can do this,” you told yourself, as you stared at your reflection in the bathroom mirror. 

You barely recognised the girl looking back at you. Your hair was tied into two pigtails, and pink gloss dolled your lips. You were wearing a cropped white shirt that barely covered your breasts, and a short tartan skirt. You put on the final touch – a golden crucifix necklace. 

You’d normally never resort to sexy costumes, but you and your husband Doyoung hadn’t had sex in months. 

You walked to the bathroom door. 

You put on your sexiest voice. “Forgive me, father, for I have sinned. I’ve been a bad bad girl… who needs to be punished.” 

Doyoung didn’t reply. You frowned, but quickly plastered on a smile. 

Spinning around, you came out from the bathroom. 

Doyoung was nestled under the covers, his reading glasses low on his nose, buried in a book. He hadn’t noticed you walk in. 

You cleared your throat. 

Doyoung looked up. When he saw you, he burst out into laughter.

“What the hell are you wearing?” 

Your face fell. “Do you not… like it?” 

Doyoung clutched his tummy, still in fits of laughter. “Is that a fake cross?” 

“No, Doyoung, I’m being - this is supposed to be - sexy.” The words died on your lips. 

Doyoung sat up straight. “This isn’t a joke? Are you supposed to be some kind of… catholic schoolgirl?” 

You could feel your cheeks warming. Suddenly the scratchy polyester of your shirt felt suffocating. 

“Well… yeah,” you said. “I thought you’d like it.” 

Doyoung’s mouth fell open. 

“Why would you ever think I’d find that sexy? You look… ridiculous!” 

You gasped. You dashed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut. 

Yanking the cross necklace off, you slid down onto the floor and started to cry. You couldn’t believe how stupid you’d been. You wished you’d never been born.

You could hear Doyoung knock on the other side of the door. 

“I’m sorry, Y/n. I didn’t realise you were being serious!”

“Go away,” you yelled. 

Doyoung rattled the door handle. “I didn’t mean to be rude! I was just in shock. Please just open the door, baby.”

You let out a shaky breath. Then, you pulled the door open to face your husband. 

Doyoung looked effortlessly handsome in his plain white T shirt and freshly showered hair. The sight made you angry. You wrapped your hands across your exposed chest. 

Doyoung touched your cheek lovingly. “What’s gotten into you, Y/n?” 

“Can’t you see? I’m trying to spice up our marriage! Doyoung, you won’t look at me anymore, let alone have sex with me. I can’t remember the last time we even kissed, not a peck, but a proper kiss, with tongues.”

Doyoung sighed. “Is that what all this is about? Y/n, I love our life, it’s comfortable. We don’t have to try around each other, we can just be… us.” 

“I want that rush. Like we used to be… remember when we first got married? We could barely keep our hands off each other. I want to feel… desired.” 

Doyoung stayed silent. 

“Did you hear what I said?” you asked. 

Doyoung bit his lip, trying to suppress his laughter. “I’m sorry, it’s really hard to take you seriously when you look like that. Can you put a robe on or something?”

You pulled off the costume and put in in the bin. Then, you pushed past Doyoung and walked towards the front door. 

Doyoung followed you out into the hallway. He watched as you put on your coat and shoes. “Where are you going?” 

“My sister’s place,” you snapped. 

Doyoung tugged his hand through his soft hair. “Don’t be like this, Y/n. It’s the middle of the night. Just come back and we’ll talk about this.” 

You shook your head. “You had your chance.”           

You slammed the door behind you.

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The next day, you expected to find dozens of missed calls and texts from Doyoung, but your phone was empty. 

Your heart twinged. Not even one measly voicemail from the love of your life? You brushed aside your embarrassment and started off home. 

Before you made it back to your apartment, you bumped into Doyoung in the street. 

He was wearing a long brown coat, one that went down all the way to his ankles. His cheeks were flushed, and his hair was all over the place. 

“What are you doing out here?” 

“I came to find you. My phone died and I lost my charger,” Doyoung said, panting. “I’m really sorry about last night.” 

You stared at the pavement, still too embarrassed to meet your husband’s eye. “I thought you’d like the costume… I guess I was wrong.”

Doyoung shook his head. “I don’t like the costume, I like you. I’m sorry I don’t make much of an effort, it’s not because I don’t desire you… because believe me, I do.” 

You met his warm chocolate eyes. In them was nothing but love. 

“I shouldn’t have laughed at you. I’m flattered that you made such an effort, for me! I’m so lucky to be your husband,” he said. 

You suppressed a smile. “That doesn’t make up for the fact that you humiliated me last night.” 

Doyoung sighed. “I know. That’s why I’m doing this.”

Your brows quirked up. “Doing what?” 

Doyoung grinned. He flung his head towards the sky and crossed himself dramatically. Then, he unbuttoned his long coat, and pulled it off his shoulders. 

When you saw what he was wearing underneath, you gasped. 

Doyoung was wearing – if you could call it wearing – your outfit from last night. The tight white shirt strained over his muscled torso, and the tartan skirt sat like a belt across his hips. His legs were very, very bare. He looked absurd. 

You slapped your hand across your mouth, trying not to laugh. 

A passer-by wolf whistled. Doyoung stuck his tongue out at them. 

You ran towards Doyoung and wrapped your arms around him, shielding his front with your body. A woman walking her dog actually tutted at you. A kid said, “Who’s the man in the skirt?” before her mum pulled her away. 

“Stop sticking your arms out!” you hissed. 

“Don’t put me in detention!” Doyoung yelled. 

“You are absolutely mad,” you gasped, covering his mouth with your hand. “You over-the-top, eccentric, amazing man.”

Doyoung smiled, freeing his mouth and pressing his lips to your neck. “Does this mean I’m forgiven?”

You smacked Doyoung’s butt, earning a yelp. 

“You Catholics,” you said, smirking. “Obsessed with forgiveness. Come back to bed and we’ll see.”

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[asahicore]

falling asleep with treasure !!

pairing. bf!treasure x reader genre. established relationship, fluff <//3 and crack (??) word count. 1.7k author's note. this has been sitting unfinished in my drafts for so long omg.. thank u to that one anon for remembering it existed and sending me an ask about it lmao! i had gotten this idea randomly thinking about clingy junkyu and then boom... this mess of a reaction slash headcanon slash idk thing came to life. hope u enjoy! it was also an excuse to use those photos of doyoung cz hes so cutie pie in them

fall asleep cuddling, drift apart while sleeping, wake up, notice you’re not cuddling, start cuddling again, and repeat - hyunsuk

hyunsuk gives off healthy mature long-term relationship vibes to me okay. i feel like a lot of couples that have been together for a while end up not cuddling while sleeping but rather get into their own comfortable sleeping positions, and then throughout the night, even though you’re so sleepy you’re barely conscious, when you realize that you’re not cuddling, you scooch back into each other’s arms. he always hits snooze on the alarm at least once in the morning just to get ten extra minutes of being with you before having to get up.

you both wake up stinky and sweaty every single time - jihoon

and it's because the two of you fall asleep in your cuddling position (usually you as the little spoon or resting your head on his chest, but you force him to let you spoon him sometimes), and then you don't. move. not an inch. if it gets too hot, one of you throws the blankets away, or gets rid of their pajama pants, or regains enough consciousness during the night to turn the fan on, but under no circumstances will you break away from your cuddling position - unless it is to get into another cuddling position, of course. it's quite nice, but it means that morning showers are obligatory, because you both smell atrocious after a night of being stuck to each other like glue on paper.

you’re not his partner, you’re his personal pillow - yoshi

you know those anime body pillows? yup. that's what you become when yoshi wants to cuddle. he gives me major cuddler vibes, so you’ll have tried every position in the book, but his favorite is definitely the one where he gets to use to your chest as a pillow and you graze your fingernails against his scalp. he’s got a leg hiked up over your hips and has his arms circling your waist and holding you tight. you can’t move. nothing will have him falling asleep as fast as that. your voice is like a lullaby to him, so he especially likes it if you talk to him in a low voice while he drifts off to sleep. he’s so happy he could fall asleep with a smile on his face. he’s so cute i’m going to off myself

you can’t escape the death hold he has on you - junkyu

a big portion of your time hanging out with junkyu is spent napping. something that surprises you every time is how even though he isn’t the touchiest of boyfriends, if you fall asleep cuddling, you literally cannot move unless you wake him up and make him let you go. forget going to the toilet when you wake up in the morning or getting a snack during your afternoon nap: if junkyu has you in his grip, you cannot escape. he doesn’t even seem to notice: he just wakes up with an innocent smile on his face, saying “oh, you’re awake, y/n?” even though you’ve been trying to discreetly untangle yourself from him for the past thirty minutes. 

*cutely drools on you* - jaehyuk

now i could NOT tell you why but jaehyuk gives me like… snorer and drooler vibes 😭 but like in a cute way okay… once he falls asleep he’s just out like a light, he can’t help it. he’s like those cartoon characters that sleep with their mouths wide open and there’s a bit of saliva at the corner of their lips. and they’re very light snores that are fun to record and embarrass him with. if you didn’t love him so much, it might give you the ick. but anyways, in terms of cuddling i see him as a mix of everyone above in a way; he loves both holding you close to him and being in your arms, he loves both rubbing your back or you playing with his hair, he loves falling asleep while cuddling but he’s also happy if you need more space and just have, like, your feet or hands touching. as long as you’re next to him he knows he’ll sleep well <3

wakes up every time you so much as move a finger - asahi

any asahi lore expert such as myself will know that asahi is a very light sleeper. i think for him cuddling is more of an activity than a way of falling asleep if that makes sense? like he’ll do it when you’re watching something, or when you’re talking and want to be physically close at the same time, but he just can’t fall asleep while cuddling. he also sweats easily, so the added warmth would just make it not fun for him 😭he’d do it for you if you really wanted it, but he’d rather just hold hands while sleeping or something like that. you’d also feel sorry for him with how often he woke up during the night, even if it was just for a few seconds, everytime you moved around too noisily or snored. he also always wakes up before you, and you’d need to have a conversation with him about how you’d rather wake up with him next to you rather than wake up without him, only to find him in the kitchen making breakfast for you :( he just wants to do something nice for him, but you’d rather be able to kiss him first thing in the morning!!!! sorry my bias is showing a bit

watches you while you sleep for so long it becomes creepy - doyoung

oh this boy 😭 if he falls asleep after you or wakes up before you, you just know he's going to be propping himself up on his elbow, gazing down at you with soft eyes and a fond smile because you're just the prettiest person in the world to him, and there's nothing else he'd rather be looking at. and he isn’t rattled in the slightest if you catch him doing it, too. he'll just smile wider and say "hey, baby" or "sleep well?", that fucker. it's lowkey creepy, but it's doyoung, so it's okay. it’s a bit jarring at first, locking eyes with someone right when you wake up, but you get used to it. i see him as similar to jaehyuk in the sense that he’s happy to fall asleep, cuddling or not cuddling, in whatever way you prefer. he’d probably like to fall asleep facing you so that he could see your face right as he woke up (in a lovely, enamored way, not in a creepy way!) 👍

keeps you from falling asleep but grumpy when you try to wake him up - jeongwoo

jeongwoo seriously gives me tired all day until it's time to go to bed vibes, like he'll usually be chill with bursts of energy here and there but in the evening he's like a cat with the zoomies. it's like 11pm and you're just trying to fall asleep because you have class or work the next day but your boyfriend is bouncing all over the room and talking a hundred words a minute, keeping you awake way past your bedtime. it's kinda cute sometimes, but most of the time, you want to suffocate him with your pillow. usually, though, he'll calm down if he sees you're really tired, or if you force him to stay in your arms and start threading your hands through his hair or rub patterns against his back - that really calms him down. he becomes super quiet instantly and can even fall asleep like that. but dear lord, when that alarm rings the next morning, you do not want to talk to him for the following fifteen minutes. he is so grumpy and sleepy in the morning, i just know. it's impossible to get him out of bed and you've just learnt to get up yourself and wait for him to wake up - although it's better to check that he hasn't fallen back asleep (which he usually has). he just keeps groaning for five more minutes and buries his head in his pillow to block the light out, but if you press a kiss to his cheek or forehead, that usually gets him to open his eyes and start smiling, then ask for a proper good morning kiss on the lips. this kid is annoying as hell, but you wouldn't have it any other way.

forgets his size and rests his whole body on you - haruto

haruto is like those big dogs that have no idea they're so big and wonder why they can't just lay on top of you. “it's because you're suffocating me, ruto! you're too heavy to rest your whole weight on me.” when you'd told him that, he pouted so hard and had seemed so genuinely upset that you apologized, took him back in your arms and simply neglected your need to breathe for a little longer. he is also one hundred percent that guy who will deny wanting cuddles or any sort of skinship, but if you don’t give it to him, he will be mad at you. if you do give it to him, he’ll pretend he doesn’t like it. you just have to be a mind reader, i guess. all this to say that even if he doesn’t tell you outright, haruto definitely wants to cuddle to sleep. sure, you can fall asleep in his arms if you really want (he loves it), but he’d rather fall asleep on you like yoshi does, even though he’s way too heavy for that.

you fight every time you have to decide who gets to be the little spoon - junghwan

my son.. do you guys know that “thank you myson!” jimin meme… anyways… junghwan might have buffed up over the years but do not get him wrong, that man is a little spoon until the day he dies. if you are also the little spoon, you will have to fight. simple as that. you can decide if it’ll be a tickle fight, an argument where you try to prove why you defend to be the little spoon more, or an actual fist fight (you might lose though), you’ll have to settle it one way or another. no matter how much both of you try to deny it, you love it either way anyway. as much as you love the feeling of his arms around you, there’s something about holding such a big man in your arms like he’s half the size that he is. 

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You were beautiful

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Requested : no

Prompts ; 51. “Please, just stay a little longer.”  + 54. “Please don’t cry.”  + 50.  “I love you. Never forget that, okay?” 

Pairing : ex! doyoung x reader

Pronouns : you/yours

Type : angst, fluff

Word count : 1.2k

Warnings : mutual feelings, exes to lovers, idol! au, slightly ooc

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"The things I'm about to tell you, aren't so you change what's already on your mind."

He looked through his bag, searching for the letter he'd been given earlier in the day. They'd had a fan meet for their newest comeback, something they were used to by now. Getting presents and letters was nothing new, but there was something about this one he couldn't quite put his finger on. It felt familiar - like a home of some kind. The writing seemed familiar to him and the person in front of him, despite not being able to clearly make them out, was someone he'd known - he was sure of it. He pulled the letter out, wasting no time in opening it to read it.

"It's just that I keep thinking about all the melodies you made asleep at night."

He got up carefully, not wanting to disturb you too much. A lovestruck smile on his face as he looked at your figure next to him, taking in your peaceful expression and how the sun lightly shone on your face, making you look like an angel. Doyoung leaned down, placing a gentle kiss upon your forehead, thumb softly caressing your cheek. He got up and stretched, about to head into the bathroom when he heard a tired yawn and eyes peering over at him. "Good luck today. I love you." you murmured, a sleepy smile on your face as you battled sleep to stay awake. "I love you too, sunshine. I'll see you later." he promised, pressing a delicate kiss to your lips and watching you for a few seconds before heading into the bathroom to get ready for practice. He could always get through the day if it meant coming home to you.

"I keep trying to forget but you were beautiful."

He thought back on it, remembering the way the pair of you would look at each other with absolute love. It was clear to anyone who saw you two how deep the connection truly ran. They'd been celebrating one of the comebacks, throwing a party to congratulate them. He'd come over when you were watching Jungwoo and Haechan drunkenly sing along to songs on the karaoke machine, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing fragile kisses to your neck. "Hey Doie." you grinned, turning around and wrapping your arms around his neck.

"You alright?" he muttered, brushing hair out of your face while his other hand gently ran circles across your hip. You let out a hum of content, nuzzling into his chest. "I'm so proud of you." you whispered, looking up at him with complete admiration and love, his face mirroring the same. "I couldn't have done it without you." he admitted, kissing your forehead. The way you looked at him made him never want to leave, always needing to either be next to you or have you close by. The way you called his name and how addictive he found it. You felt like home.

"I keep thinking about how we used to be. God, I just hate this part."

You'd known something was off the minute he'd walked through the door. He had said nothing, having a shower and getting into his pyjamas before curling up in bed, silent. You'd crawled in beside him, simply holding him and rubbing his back as his tears escaped, your embrace tight and not letting go of him. "You're okay. I've got you, love." you whispered, your head on top of his as you rubbed his back. You didn't force him to talk, simply letting him take his time and if he didn't want to talk about it at all, you never pushed him to. You stayed with him all night, comforting him in the morning as you caressed and planted kisses all over his tear-stained face, not making a deal or pressing on the issue. Just wanting to be there for him to soothe him.

"Think I've cried more than I had imagined."

The scene taunted him constantly whenever he couldn't fall asleep. The look on your face when he'd uttered the cursed six words. Doyoung was almost convinced he'd heard your heart shatter at his words. He wasn't sure what had broken him more between your desperate pleas to not leave or the tears that streamed down your face. “Please don’t cry.” he pleaded, his own tears falling. He wanted to tell you he was joking or he'd changed his mind, but he couldn't. He wanted to stay but knew it wasn't possible.

Not with him being an idol. He couldn't. He laid awake that night, your face and his actions constantly haunting him, knowing the pain he'd caused which he tried to ignore, convincing himself it was for the better. He'd give anything to go back to how you two were before, his heart hurting more as he read over the letter, realising you'd forgiven him despite the damage he'd caused you.

"'Cause the last time that you looked at me, I did all I could, I watched you leave."

He refused. He got up, and quickly headed to the entrance of the dorm, pulling his coat on and tying his shoes on. "Doyoung? Where are you going?" Taeyong questioned, looking at his phone which read eleven o'clock. "The letter." he murmured once his shoes were done, Taeyong looking at him in confusion as he pushed the letter into his best friend's hands. "They were there. They gave it to me today at the fan meet." he hurriedly explained. Taeyong skimmed through, the end of the letter catching his eye. Besides the “I love you. Never forget that, okay?” was a scrawled sunshine. The nickname Doyoung always referred to you as. Taeyong looked back up, a small smile on his face as he knew what he was doing. He nodded, squeezing Doyoung's shoulder before he left, bidding him a gentle 'good luck'.

"All the things you gave to stay with me."

Once he'd gotten there, he anxiously knocked on the door. He prayed you hadn't moved otherwise he'd look like an absolute idiot - not that he wouldn't already. His breath hitched as the door to the familiar apartment opened, words escaping him as he took in your look in front of him. You were in your pyjamas, your hair slightly messy with your natural beauty. "You look beautiful." he got out, hesitantly stepping forward, afraid of your reaction. Relief consumed him as he felt you step forward, resting your head on his chest, soaking his shirt with your tears. He gently caressed the back of your head, the other resting on your back as he gripped you tightly, almost trying to assure himself he wasn't dreaming and he was actually here.

"I'm sorry. It doesn't feel right without you. I miss you. I miss the way you looked at me. I miss the way you called my name. I miss your smiles when we'd disagree, I-" he rambled, eyes widening as he felt you lean up, kissing him quickly yet lovingly. “Please, just stay a little longer.” you whispered a sad smile on your face. He cupped your face, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"I'm not leaving this time."

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and you knew what it was, he is in love - doyoung scenario

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There's this phrase from a book you've read a long time ago that stuck with you, somewhere along the lines "I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once".

That's exactly how you would describe the way you fell in love with him. Little by little, like you were floating away then all at once you realized he's the one.

It's all the little things he did and still does that makes your heart flutter. How attentive he is, he knows when you're in the room shooting you a smile and saving a seat right beside him.

He'd tell you stories and ask you about your day. He asked about all the things you liked hoping he could one day be a part of that list.

He remembers you love your iced coffee in the morning so for you he'd get up early even though he's not a morning person. It doesn't matter though, not when you smile at him so brightly you might as well replace the sun as the center of his universe.

He pays attention to you, even when you don't know it. You always forget to bring a hair tie, so a lot of times you have to brush your hair away from your face sometimes he does it too. An action so simple yet it was enough to leave you a blushing mess.

Then one day just another day of you forgetting to bring your hair tie, but before you could brush your hair back he holds you by the shoulders making you stand in front of him. He gathers all of your hair with one hand and gets the tie with the other, he watched so many video tutorials on how to do this but he's still so nervous afraid that he might hurt you. But then you turned to face him with a confused but amused look on your face.

"Where'd you learn how to do that and where did you get the hair tie?" you asked

"I got it at the convenience store the other day, I got like a bunch of them for you. As for the learning, I'll you some other time"

You blinked at him, there it was again that thumping on your chest you get whenever you're with him. "Thank you" you tell him and he smiles back at you, like knocking the wind out of you.

Then that moment you knew he was someone you'd love for a long time. It's normal for the two of you to spend the day even outside of campus, he's the first person you'd call if you need someone to hang out with.

"Why are we getting ice cream when it's so cold out?" he asks you, but he didn't even stop you from choosing the ice cream on the freezer. Noticing you pick his favorite before getting yours.

"Because I want it" you tell him, walking towards the counter to pay. When all of that is done, the two of you sit outside. The cold breeze hitting your skin making you shiver.

Of course he notices this, but instead of getting the usual nag from him he just shrugs his jacket off catching your attention

"What are you doing?"

Once it's off, he pulls you up and throws the jacket over your shoulders. He pulls your arm that wasn't holding the ice cream through the sleeve before making you do the other one, "You're cold" he answers, gesturing for you to wear it properly while he eats his ice cream. Then he makes you hold his treat, stepping closer to you.

The wind is cold but you can feel your palms getting sweaty from feeling nervous. He closes the jacket, zipping it up enough to make sure you're warm.

"All better?" he asks you

"Do you like me that much that you'd rather be cold so you give me your jacket?" you ask back

"I like you so much, I can't stand the wind whirling by you" he answers back rendering you quiet.

You stayed quiet the whole walk back to your place, he doesn't say anything too. Letting you have time to yourself.

Then you stop walking, turning to face him

"Why do you only say it now?"

"What?"

"That you like me? I thought you didn't see me that way" you mumble, in return you hear a chuckle from him then you feel his finger under your chin making you look up at him.

"I tell you all the time, I give you the first bite of my food always. I watched that movie you wanted even though we've seen it like 10 times before. I have your favorite snack in my bag always, my mom even brought extras for you. Do you think I do that for people I don't like?" Doyoung asks you, caressing your cheeks with the tip of his finger

"That's not telling me, you never said anything" you pout at him, "Do you want me to tell you?"

"No, now I feel like you're only saying it because I asked"

You stepped away from him, acting like you're walking away when he stops you. Holding your hand back making you halt your steps,

"You know, I was scared at first I admit. In my head I went 'Oh no I'm falling in love with my bestfriend' then I see you smile and every time you do I just think 'Oh I'm in love with my bestfriend'"

"I'm your bestfriend?"

"That's all you heard?"

Then you're grinning, smiling so big it might hurt. You jump towards his waiting arms, holding him close. Closer than you ever did. "I confess my feelings to you and you just bestfriend zone me?" Doyoung jokingly mumbles against your cheek

"I love you too, you dummy" you tell him, he puts you down but kept you in his embrace. To you there's no warmer spot than this.

"I just want you to know my feelings are sincere, it took some time to say it but I've been trying. I'm better at showing it to you, I could be better. I'll be better for you"

You shake your head, holding face in your hands, "You are the best there is for me, there's nothing better than this. Keep loving me the way you did, but this time I'll do it with you. I'll take care of you too, like you always do for me"

He smiles at you, taking in your appearance. Memorizing every detail of this moment so he'll never forget. In the silence of his mind he screams, he's in love.

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texts w/ bf!doyoung

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only angel -> kim doyoung

contents: bf! doyoung x praising x riding, smut without plot, pet names, dirty talk (?) wc: 367

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"you're always so tight for me, angel,"

his words are whispered into your neck, where he finds himself lost in your warmth and the sweet smell of your perfume. each breath that leaves your parted lips is right by his ear so that he can't miss them. when he turns to kiss you, he swallows your moans with content.

his tongue is hot and wet as it swipes at yours, savoring your affection as if he's been starved of it for days. he truly could never have enough of you and as you ride him with your chest pressed against his, this thought becomes ever so prominent in the forefront of his mind.

"doyoung," you pant into his mouth, needier than ever. the pace of your hips is becoming sloppier as you grow more and more desperate to reach your climax. he takes notice, using the hand that holds your hip to guide you so that you're sliding all the way up and down his length with ease.

doyoung lifts you until the only part of him disappearing within your walls is his red tip. then, you sink all the way down, stuffed full of his cock, throwing your head back. "oh, my g- you're so deep," you whine, squirming and fidgeting. he brushes your hair away to watch your fucked out expression as you babble, "i-it feels so good,"

"i know, baby, i know." his teeth bite the inside of his cheek, fighting his own release in order to let you reach yours first, "you're doing so good, angel. take it."

"i'm close,"

"so am i, sweetheart. please come for me, i want to feel you," when your walls flutter around him, he gasps, "fuck, yes, you're always so perfect."

involuntarily, his hips move a little faster, bucking up to meet yours and you cry out, overwhelmed, stomach tight and cunt milking him until his cum spills into you.

when the two of you come down, chests heaving, he leans forward to press his head into your breasts. the laziest of kisses are left there. meanwhile, your arms wrap around his neck, "i love you."

at your confession, his heart swells, "i love you, too, angel."

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Shotgun Fiancé | Kim Doyoung

Summary: Your boyfriend tells his parents you’re engaged. You have to play along….

Genre: Established relationship AU, angsty, suggestive at the end

Word Count: 0.7k

KNOCK KNOCK

You stand in front of Doyoung's door, heart racing. 

It's Doyoung's family reunion, and as his girlfriend of three years, you are expected to attend. 

Doyoung pulls the door open. You twirl, expecting him to compliment your outfit, and maybe kiss away your nerves. 

But he doesn't compliment you. He doesn't even smile. Doyoung just grabs your arm and pulls you into the house. 

"Just play along," Doyoung said through gritted teeth. You had just arrived to meet his family. 

"What do you m-"  

"Y/n, darling, you're here!"  Doyoung’s mother pulled you in for a tight hug, her perfume sickly sweet.

"Congratulations!" she said, pinching your cheeks. 

You glance at Doyoung, confused, but he's gnawing at his fingernail and avoiding your gaze. 

"Congratulations for what?" 

Doyoung's mother shook her head, laughing. "For your engagement, silly!"

Your mouth fell open. 

Doyoung laughed loudly and swung his arm over your shoulder. "And that's the face she made when I proposed!"

When his mother was out of earshot, you turned to him. 

"Engaged? What the hell?"

Doyoung rolled his eyes. "I needed something. My brother made partner at his law firm. And ran a marathon for some stupid orphan charity." Doyoung scowled. "Brown noser."

"And you had to get engaged?" 

Doyoung shrugged. "My parents are eating it up. Plus, a girlfriend is like the one thing Johnny doesn’t have. Just fake it.” 

Despite how petty Doyoung was being, your heart fluttered at the thought of being Doyoung's fiancé… even a fake one.

"And when we're you going to tell me about this?"

"I just thought of it an hour ago!" Doyoung whined. "Come on, baby. You can fake it, can't you?"

You winked. "I guess I have some experience in faking it."

Doyoung shot you a look. "One more thing." He grabbed your left hand and slid a diamond ring on your fourth finger. It fit perfectly. 

You gasped. "Where did you get this?" 

"Some great aunt – while Miracle Child got the 24 karat gold ring from my mother, I was stuck with this one. No surprises there.”

Linking your arms together, you walked into the living room and faced your audience.  

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At the end of the night, you were exhausted.

You and Doyoung slumped side by side on his bed, too tired to change out of your fancy clothes. 

You'd just spent the last three hours being congratulated by virtual strangers. You'd had to make up stories about how he proposed, how your family reacted, what wedding China you would pick out…  

A single tear trickled down your cheek. You sniffed. 

Doyoung, who was lying with his eyes closed, turned towards you. 

"Hey, what’s wrong?"

"I don't know," you said, roughly swiping away your tears. 

Doyoung touched your arm lightly, but you shrugged him off and jumped off the bed. 

"This is a bit... much, Doyoung. I’m going to stay at mine tonight."

You twisted the ring on your finger, trying to pull it off. But it wouldn't budge. A burst of pain shot up your hand. 

"Fuck!" 

Doyoung jumped off the bed and took your hands in his. Gently, he pulled the ring off your finger. 

Your breaths slowed. 

Doyoung pressed his forehead against yours and shut his eyes. "I'm sorry I sprung that fake engagement on you. It wasn't cool." 

You hummed in agreement. 

"I love you, Y/n. And you know… I want it all. Two kids, the little cottage on the edge of town, the minivan…”

You couldn't help but smile. "I want that too.  Just… leave the proposal to me next time, alright?”

Doyoung grinned "Hell yeah. I want to be pampered. Flowers, chocolates, candles… treat me like a princess."

"That there - is why I love you."

You pulled Doyoung in for a kiss, still laughing as your lips met. 

Doyoung would make the perfect husband. 

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genre: fluff, established relationship,

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a.n. first post oh em gee kinda nervousss! i don't see a lot of 127 fluff on here anymore so i guess i gotta do it myself 😒/hj. requests are open and feedback is always appreciated! i hope you enjoy <3 happy halloween btw 🙏🏾

doyoung never knew what love was supposed to feel like until he met you.

you were like a breath of fresh air in his life. taking his normal, mundane tasks like going grocery shopping and transforming them into something more thrilling, or making him experience new things that he would never do on his own. you had made his daily routine into something new, something beautiful.

he will always love learning more about you no matter how long you have been together; your hobbies, your favorite places, and what your favorite shows are. everything about you intrigues him and compels him to familiarize himself more and more with everything you consider to be part of yourself — past and present.

he will always listen to what you have to say, holding onto every word. even the little things that you thought never mattered or were worth remembering yourself, he remembers. he remembers the names that you had wanted to name your pet years ago, the way you don't care for certain holidays like valentine's day (he will always still make the effort to show that he loves you on these days anyway; bringing you flowers and cooking your favorite dishes so you have something to look forward to, even on the days you typically hadn't expected to before.), and the books you said you wanted to read but never got the chance to purchase. he notices when your gaze lingers on an item for too long when you're out shopping together, making a note to himself to come back and buy it for you for a special occasion coming up.

one night while the two of you were lying on the couch, you mentioned that you had always loved going stargazing when you were younger after seeing the two main characters of the movie you're watching sitting under the stars, sharing their dreams.

doyoung had made a mental note of this former interest of yours, which led the two of you to where you are right now: sitting on a soft blanket and staring at the warm night sky. you were seated in front of him, resting your back on his chest with your head on his shoulder, enthusiastically guiding his vision to all of the constellations and stars you could remember as you pointed them out the best you could.

“...that's the big dipper, but if you look closer you'll see that it's part of a constellation called the great bear," you point to the left, tracing out the pattern with your finger. "not many people know that the big dipper isn't considered a constellation." you explain softly, never taking your eyes off of the view.

doyoung doesn't mean to get distracted from your explanation, but he can't help it when you look so excited. reliving your childhood with the stars above brings you so much joy that a smile makes its way onto your face as you share your knowledge with him. he admires your beauty as you talk about the things you're passionate about, trying to etch the sight of you into his memory forever. looking at you is something that he will never get tired of. the soft curve of your lips, the way your lashes cast shadows onto your face, the beauty marks that adorn your complexion.

you start to talk again until you feel his eyes gazing at you instead of the stars above. you turn to him, momentarily dazed by the amount of fondness that you can see in his eyes as he looks down at you. you smile softly, “what? why are you looking at me like that?”

doyoung smiles back, “no reason. i'm just happy.” he can tell you're not exactly pleased with his answer if the way that you raise your eyebrow at him is anything to go by.

"'just happy?' i need you to elaborate a little more, doyoung." you tease, nudging him, and glance back up at the sky.

he rolls his eyes with a smile still gracing his features, holding you closer, "i just really love being with you, hearing you talk about the things that you love, that's all." you turn to him again. you can hear the sincerity in his voice and see it in his eyes and it makes your heart melt. you're too flustered by the love you can almost see and feel exuding from him to say anything back, so you decide to continue looking at the view ahead of you instead, tracing patterns on the back of his hand.

there's a short silence until you finally break it, staring up at the sky, "i love you." you tell him, leaning your head onto his shoulder once again.

he knows that you love him. you show it every single day in the way that you make time for him and the way that you've let him become a part of your life in a way that no one else has, letting him see parts of yourself that no one else could.

"i love you too. so much." he replies, kissing the crown of your head and rubbing your waist with his thumbs.

he always thinks to himself that even if he were dealt a different set of cards in his life, the stars would always align to give him the grace of being here with you. and he's more than certain that no matter what those cards looked like, there's no way he could love you any more than he does now.

doyoung knows that no amount of words or physical affection could ever be enough to express the love he feels for you. but for now, you just being there with him, letting him hold you, this will suffice just fine.