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seongje's been walking around your shared apartment all week in those tight, black compression shirts and it's really been driving you insane. especially how the sleeves hugged his biceps, man, it was like that shirt was made to fit them like a sock. the way that they would subtly flex when he would open a bottle, or when he would lift the grocery bags onto the counter. even when he was just holding his phone above him while lying in bed. they just looked so ... chewable, like those toys that babies would chew on to help them develop their teeth correctly. 

you swore it just felt like an intrusive thought that has been gnawing at you for the longest time, so when it was finally hot enough for seongje to sleep shirtless, it was really all you could think about.

he lay down and draped his arm over you like always but you were completely occupied by something else, his bicep placed right in front of your mouth.

“ seongje ”

“ yeah ? ”

“ have your … biceps … always looked like this ? ” poking at it slightly

“ i mean yeah ? ” he scoffed at your silly question “ why ? have they been looking extra big ? ” he flexed to try and show off

“ i don’t know … they just look soo … chewy ”

“ huh ? ”

before you could even think, you took a fat bite at his bicep, not too hard but definitely enough to fulfill your week long dream 

“ yo what the fuck ” his bicep slightly tensed at the surprise “ what are you doing ? ” his tone was light and playful but still a little weirded out 

your teeth pressed down lightly, experiencing the unusual texture between them, before letting go

“ i just told you , it looks chewy ” you explained yourself as if it made perfect sense, because it did

“ how does someone’s biceps look chewy ? ”

“ i dunno , you’re the one with the chewy bicep ”

“ i do not have chewy biceps ”

before he could add more, you took another bite at it again

“ my teef fay oferwise ” ( my teeth say otherwise )

“ you’re lucky i like you ”

“ onfy fike ? ” ( only like ? )

“ don’t push it ”

you look up at him and bat your eyelashes as fast as you can

seongje just rolls his eyes at you, but you know you won “ ok , love ”

“ sfoooo ? ” ( soooo ? )

“ you’re lucky i love you ”

you get a bit too happy and accidentally bite down harder

“ owch ”

“ oofps forry ” ( oops sorry )

“ yeah whatever ” 

he’s such a fake idgaf-er

em’s note :: i’m too lazy to make the layout n stuff 👎👎 i think this is kinda ooc but it’s fine i guess 😞 if u see any grammar mistakes ... no u didnt

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removing rikis makeup for him because he’s too tired to keep his eyes open — fluff

the dorm is quiet when riki finally gets home, the kind of late night quiet that settles after long schedules and bright stage lights. you can see the exhaustion on him immediately. his hoodie hangs off tired shoulders, eyeliner faintly smudged beneath sleepy eyes, glitter still catching softly on his skin. he looks so pretty, but so worn out underneath it. the second he sees you, his expression softens.

you open your arms and he comes over right away, melting into you the moment he reaches the couch. his head drops into your lap with a quiet sigh while your fingers slip into his hair automatically. “hi, baby,” you whisper. he hums softly, eyes already closing as he melts further beneath your touch. you can feel the tension leaving him little by little every time your fingers comb through his hair.

your thumb brushes beneath his eye, catching leftover shimmer. “you still have your makeup on.” you say. “too sleepy,” he murmurs. your heart softens instantly. “aw, my poor baby.” you press a soft kiss to his forehead, then another near his temple, and he exhales quietly at each one like he needs them more than air. “c’mon,” you whisper. “let me take care of you.” he follows you to the bathroom still holding your wrist, sleepy and clingy in the sweetest way.

halfway there, he leans against your shoulder for a second, warm and heavy. in the bathroom light, he looks even softer somehow. you sit him on the counter and step between his knees immediately. his hands settle around your waist while you gently wipe away his makeup, careful around his tired eyes. when his brows pinch slightly, your free hand cups his cheek at once. “i know, baby,” you soothe softly. “almost done.” he relaxes again the second he hears your voice.

you’re gentle with him the entire time. wiping away smudged eyeliner, brushing glitter from his cheeks, smoothing your thumb beneath his lashes because you know his skin gets sensitive after schedules like this. every so often, you pause just to kiss him. a kiss near his eye, another against his cheek, one pressed softly to his forehead while your fingers run through his hair. he takes every single one quietly, eyes heavy and affectionate. “you’re doing so good for me,” you whisper. his grip around your waist tightens slightly. “yeah?” you smile, brushing your thumb over his cheekbone. “mhm, sweetest boy ever.”

by the time you finish, he looks impossibly soft sitting there with a bare face, sleepy eyes, hair messy from your hands constantly touching him. you smooth moisturizer onto his skin gently before whispering, “all done.” he just stares at you for a second before pulling you closer by the waist, forehead resting against your chest. then he tilts his head up slightly, waiting and you kiss him immediately. slow, warm, and lingering. he sighs softly into it, one hand sliding higher up your back while the other keeps you close like he finally gets to rest now. when you pull away, he follows with two more tiny sleepy kisses before settling back against you again. “stay with me,” he murmurs quietly. you kiss his forehead one last time, fingers slipping into his hair again. “always, baby.”

seongje's been walking around your shared apartment all week in those tight, black compression shirts and it's really been driving you insane. especially how the sleeves hugged his biceps, man, it was like that shirt was made to fit them like a sock. the way that they would subtly flex when he would open a bottle, or when he would lift the grocery bags onto the counter. even when he was just holding his phone above him while lying in bed. they just looked so ... chewable, like those toys that babies would chew on to help them develop their teeth correctly. 

you swore it just felt like an intrusive thought that has been gnawing at you for the longest time, so when it was finally hot enough for seongje to sleep shirtless, it was really all you could think about.

he lay down and draped his arm over you like always but you were completely occupied by something else, his bicep placed right in front of your mouth.

“ seongje ”

“ yeah ? ”

“ have your … biceps … always looked like this ? ” poking at it slightly

“ i mean yeah ? ” he scoffed at your silly question “ why ? have they been looking extra big ? ” he flexed to try and show off

“ i don’t know … they just look soo … chewy ”

“ huh ? ”

before you could even think, you took a fat bite at his bicep, not too hard but definitely enough to fulfill your week long dream 

“ yo what the fuck ” his bicep slightly tensed at the surprise “ what are you doing ? ” his tone was light and playful but still a little weirded out 

your teeth pressed down lightly, experiencing the unusual texture between them, before letting go

“ i just told you , it looks chewy ” you explained yourself as if it made perfect sense, because it did

“ how does someone’s biceps look chewy ? ”

“ i dunno , you’re the one with the chewy bicep ”

“ i do not have chewy biceps ”

before he could add more, you took another bite at it again

“ my teef fay oferwise ” ( my teeth say otherwise )

“ you’re lucky i like you ”

“ onfy fike ? ” ( only like ? )

“ don’t push it ”

you look up at him and bat your eyelashes as fast as you can

seongje just rolls his eyes at you, but you know you won “ ok , love ”

“ sfoooo ? ” ( soooo ? )

“ you’re lucky i love you ”

you get a bit too happy and accidentally bite down harder

“ owch ”

“ oofps forry ” ( oops sorry )

“ yeah whatever ” 

he’s such a fake idgaf-er

em’s note :: i’m too lazy to make the layout n stuff 👎👎 i think this is kinda ooc but it’s fine i guess 😞 if u see any grammar mistakes ... no u didnt

likes, comments, constructive criticism and reblogs are fully appreciated ᢉ𐭩 catalogue

comment to be in whc taglist !!

@n1seongjefan @lunaryoongie @sanosayuri200 @hyacinthusssss