Little moments
ot8! x gn!reader. 1.8k words total, but each blurb is >300.
warnings: lip picking, food mentions, Minho’s is a bit sad in the beginning, I hope that’s it. all in established relationships!!
a/n: I could not stop thinking about emo Han so that explains his 😭. and Chan and Jeongin’s are based off my own problems 😭
“Stop that.”
You stare at Chan, a confused expression on your face as he looks at you with a stern expression. “Stop what?”
He swats at your hand, rolling his eyes when the piece of skin you were picking at comes off. “Stop picking your lips.” He tugs your hand down when you reach for them again, lacing his fingers with yours. “It’s not good.”
“You’re supposed to indulge in my habits with me.” You argue, groaning when he takes your other hand too.
“I do.” he retorts, “The healthy ones.”
“This is healthy.” You mutter. “I can’t stand dry lips or the feeling of my skin peeling off.”
“Then use chapstick.” He deadpans. You toss your head back with a groan that sparks a laugh from him, nearly falling back when he lets go of your hands. “Here,” he says, pulling out the chapstick tube from his pocket and presenting it to your lips. “I’ll be your personal chapstick applier.”
“Is that even a word?” You question, narrowing your eyes at him when he scoffs and tells you it is. “I have a better idea.” He tilts his head, giving you the tube when you ask for it.
He juts his lips out when you start running the balm over them, eyes widening when you tug him to you by the collar of his shirt.
A giggle bubbles up when you kiss him softly, hands reaching up to cradle your face while you grin against his lips.
“If you apply it like that, maybe I’ll consider stopping.” You propose, smiling when he lets out a laugh.
“Deal.”
“You should smile more.”
At your words, Minho whips his head towards you, glare boring into your skull. “Do you have a death wish?” He threatens, feeling hurt by your words. “Why would you say that?”
“I don’t mean it in a bad way. I’m sorry.” His shoulders relax at your apology, but the walls he’d built from before you surface again, keep him closed off when you move to hold his hand. “I just think you have a pretty smile. I don’t get to see it often….”
This time Minho slumps against your body, pushing you down to the bed with a flop and a protest. He climbs on top of you, hiding his face in your shoulder.
“You’re always working,” he murmurs, words muffled. “It’s hard not being sad when you’re not here, and I guess it doesn’t leave when you get here.”
You frown at his words, fingers messing with his hair. “I promise to make more time for you,” you say, pressing a kiss to his head. “I'm sorry I didn’t do it from the start.”
He lifts his head, looking at you with a teasing grin. “Would you quit your job for me?”
“As if. With both of us working we’ll have a fortune in no time and retire early.” You scoff, smiling as you flip him over. “Then we can see each other all the time.”
He laughs loudly as you press kisses to any area you can reach, pushing your shoulders back when you start pressing wet kisses to his cheek. “I’m already sick of you!”
“Does it hurt?” Changbin shakes his head, slowly easing himself down onto the bed, letting out a pained groan when he moves onto his side. “Are you sure?”
He nods, obvious discomfort written on his face. “Of course.” He looks at you with a pained smile, playfulness seeping through as he moves to pull the blanket over him. “I am so fine right now.”
You frown as he lays uncomfortably in the bed, “I told you to take it easy at the gym.” Changbin huffs at your scolding, scrunching his face in disgust when you run a rag across his forehead. “You just got over your fever. You shouldn’t be pushing yourself so hard so soon.”
“I know.” He mumbled, “I just felt so lazy laying in bed all the time.”
You sigh, nestling under the covers next to him. “And look where that got you.” A grin comes to your lips when he whines again, yelling out an empty threat to kick you off the bed. “You couldn’t even if you wanted to.”
He tosses an arm over you, groaning loudly as he does. “I’ll just keep you here with me, all day and all night. You’ll never leave me.”
“You’re keeping me hostage? Who’s going to make your food then?” You ask, hugging his waist.
He hums, peppering kisses to your face. “I guess we can make an exception for food.” He thinks for a moment, looking down at you with a bright smile. “Do you think the delivery guy would bring it here?”
“Hey,” hyunjin mumbled sleepily as he shuffled into the dining room, shirt haphazardly put on by the way it’s lopsided and backward. “What are you still doing up?”
You frown at his disheveled appearance but still wonder how he could look good even while half asleep. “Sorry, Hyun,” you apologize, finally shutting your laptop off. “I was finishing a paper.”
“You’re done now?” He asks, leaning his weight against your body when you stand in front of him. His eyes flutter shut repeatedly, sleep slowly taking over his body even when he stands. “Coming to bed?”
“Mhm.” You hum, rubbing his back softly. “Can’t have my love be lonely for so long, someone needs to cuddle him.”
Hyunjin hums sleepily, finding your hand before dragging you in the direction of your shared bedroom. “We’ll sleep in, hm?”
“Of course.” You agree, pressing a kiss to his forehead when he settles onto his side of the bed, wasting no time in dragging you to meet him in the middle. “Maybe, if you let me go at some point, I’ll make you breakfast in bed. How’s that sound?”
A smile creeps up to his face at your words, head tucking down to rest under your chin. “Sounds like I don’t deserve you.” You hum, brushing your hands against his back. “I love you, good night.”
A chaste kiss to his forehead and a quiet, “I love you more.” Was your response.
“Look up.”
Han silently obliged, wide glossy eyes peering at the ceiling. There’s an evident frown on his lips as you run the eyeliner pencil along his waterline, eyes watering the slightest from his inability to blink.
“Are we almost done?” He asks quietly, lifting his hand to your arm, quietly telling you he needed a break. “I love being this close to you, but I don’t love a pencil close to my eyeball.”
He smiles when you chuckle, cheeks warming when you pinch at his chin, brushing your thumb slightly under his eye to smudge the makeup. “Just finished. Thanks for staying still.”
“Reward me with a kiss.” He says, looking at you with puckered lips, giggling when you take the opportunity to apply lip balm. “Give me a kiss.”
“Sorry, I can’t. I wouldn’t want to ruin your makeup.” He rolls his eyes. “Whoever did it must’ve put so much effort into it.”
“Then, should I give you a kiss?” He asks, placing his hands on your cheeks when you hum in thought. “I think we both deserve a kiss.”
You smile, pecking his lips once before he brings you closer again. “I think so too.”
“One more!”
You laugh as Felix clings onto you, back pressing against the front door while he continues his attack for kisses. “Any more and I’ll be late for work. Lix.”
“I don’t see a problem with that.” He says, arms hugging your waist as he puckers his lips in your direction. “Then we can kiss all day and night.”
You raise a brow at his words, “And who’s gonna bring in the income while you and the boys are on a long, well-deserved break, hm?”
“I’m still getting money though.” He murmurs under his breath, shouting loudly when you flick his forehead. He shouts again when you twist the doorknob open, hugging you when you step a foot outside. “Don’t go. I still haven’t gotten my kiss.”
“I gave you like twenty kisses, Lix.” You say, frowning when he pouts at you. “I really have to go now or else they’ll make me stay late.”
At your words, Felix’s eyes widened. “What are you still doing here! Go, go to work so you can come home early!”
You roll your eyes at his newfound urgency, nearly tripping when he shoved you further out of the door, glaring at him when he laughs. “I’ll see you after work.”
“Hold on!” You turn to look at him with a dead expression, yelping when he presses his lips against yours. He pulls back with a wide smile, pressing another kiss to your cheek. “Have a good day at work.”
“Here you go.”
Seungmin stares at the bundle of flowers being presented to him with a confused smile. Conflicted on how he should feel at that moment. “Flowers?”
“I thought it’d be nice… you know, like a little ‘I love you’ without having to say it.” You mumble, silently regretting your decision from his reaction. “You don’t have to take them.”
He backs away when you reach for them, swatting at your hand. “Back off. These are mine.” A laugh bubbles up at his defensive tone, holding your hands up in surrender as he walks around you to the kitchen. “What kind of flowers are these?”
“Sunflowers.”
“Cause I’m your sun?” He teases, snipping off the ends before placing them in a vase.
“Yeah.” He stops in his tracks at your agreement, the tips of his ears growing red as you look at him with a smile.
He rolls his eyes, an obvious facade based on his rosy cheeks. “I forgot how cheesy you were.” You follow him into the living room, watching him place the base in the center of the coffee table.
He shakes your shoulders wildly, smiling as your head rocks back and forth, then laughs at the groan you let out. “Thank you.”
“I can’t do it. You do it for me.”
Jeongin rolls his eyes, grabbing the hair dryer from your hands. “You’re such a coward.” He grumbled, “What kind of irrational fear is one of hair dryers?”
“A valid one.” You snap, “And ever since I saw the barrel spark, I’ve been afraid to use them. Why do you think I go to bed with wet hair sometimes?”
He deadpans, “All those nights where I was being flicked with water every time you turned, that was your reason?” When you nod, he rolls his eyes again, finally turning on the dryer. “Unbelievable.”
He moves the dryer to the front of your face, laughing loudly when you sputter and reach to slap him. “This is payback!” He yells when you stand up, turning off the dryer and running out of the bathroom. “Hey! I was helping you. You can’t hurt me!”
“You were making fun of me.” You correct, tackling him onto your bed. Jeongin screeches when your fingers poke into his side, screaming louder when you lift his shirt up and blow raspberries on his stomach.
“This is bullying!” He shouts, holding your shoulders when your face hovers above his. “You hate me.”
You press a quick kiss to his cheek, smiling when he giggles. “Mhm, so much.”
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Paper.Sparrow - Claire Set
This cute little outfit has to be one of my favorites at the moment. Claire Set from ҍմղղíҽ ʄɾɑղᴄís (bunniefrancis) of Paper.Sparrow comes with the top, skirt and panties, all of which can be color changed in the full colorpack, along with the buttons and trim. You can find this at the Swank event this month through April 30th. Here’s more details for you:
PAPER.SPARROW DETAILS
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WHAT I’M WEARING/USING
From Sponsor Paper.Sparrow at April’s Swank Event:
Outfit: Paper.Sparrow Colorpack Claire Set
Body:
Hair: .Princess Stuff. [Veronika Hair] Groupgift Set!
Eyes: Shimmer / Eyes Applier / CXXV FATPACK
Shape: custom made by me (adalynnlove resident)
Body: Maitreya Mesh Body - Lara V5.3
Head: LeLUTKA Zora Head 3.1
Head Skin: a.b - Everly 20 - BOM LeLu Evo X
Body Skin: amara beauty - body skin 20 Maitreya
Makeup:
Eyeshadow: GOREGLAM 'Romance' Eyeshadow LEL EVO
Highlighter: : Dernier : "Aaliyah" Highlighter (Evo X BoM)
Lashes: *Booty’s Beauty* [Lel Evo & Evo X] Daffodil Lashes
Lipgloss: *Heron - Lina - Makeup - (LeLUTKA)
Nails: CAZIMI: Astral Updated Applier Nails - Maitreya
Misc.:
Necklace: Kibitz - Summer Loving necklace - silver
Drink: Hangry - Can-O-Bis - Peach
Shoes: [BREATHE]-Atsumi Heels-FATPACK
Poses: FOXCITY. Caffeinated Bento Pose Set
Location: Luane's Magical World
Windlight: estate settings + body lights
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