- the type to take you out for a fancy ass dinner to propose to you and then when he goes down on one knee, he takes a breadstick and uses it as a mic to say his lil speech to you
- on the day of your wedding, he’d wake up in the morning and kiss the life out of you like wAKE UP HONEY WE’RE GETTING MARRIED
- and jumps around and acts hyper the entire day
- best man wonwoo comes over like ok bro can u like sit the fuck down and change into your tux already
- the type to recruit the perf team to walk by your dressing room and see what you look like to report to him because he can’t stand not seeing how beautiful you’d look
- “hoshi you hold the camera, chan, just casually moonwalk by and whistle so she doesn’t find anything suspicious, minghao just peep in and smile, leaving the door a little open so soonyoung can peek through with the camera, and jun, say something stupid and greasy to distract her so soonyoung can snap the picture!!”
- but mingyu spots groomsman seungcheol standing at the doorway with his arms crossed and head shaking and mingyu laughs nervously “aYE LEADER WHATSUP– guys, scram, HURRY”
- but he finally does see you walk down the aisle looking like a literal angel and his mouth is so wide open and his eyes are gonna fall out of their sockets and best man wonwoo has to reach into his breast pocket for a handkerchief bc poor mingyu has forgotten how to close his mouth
- you guys say your vows and they’re full of disgusting jokes no one gets cause lbr he’s cheesy af
- except for wonwoo he’s there everytime a joke is made like he practically lives with y’all
- leaves little sticky notes on your fridge every morning and makes sure they’re neon fucking orange so you don’t miss them
- bc he’s a clingy little baby and wants your attention 24/7
- and will attack you with tickles and kisses and bites until he gets it
- cooks breakfast for you
- like you’d wake up one morning and think he’s out with the guys or smth and then u see a bare ass in the kitchen with just an apron and you’re like oH OKAY NOW I’M AWAKE thank u husband
- but then complains that his buttcheeks are cold so puts on boxers and that’s still virtually nothing so you just smh
- sometimes even brings you breakfast in bed, and you used to fall for it, but now everytime he does it, you’re just like “.. ok what did you and soonyoung break this time??”
- but rlly cooks for u all the time
- it’s to the point where you dont even try to hide it like you love to brag that you don’t even have to touch the kitchen at home that’s like his area
- braids ur hair in the morning before the twoof you leave and you get so many compliments on it
- lots of muscle tees and grey sweatpants
- always kisses you before he leaves and buries his nose in your neck
- ‘you know.. if you want, i could stay for a bitttttttt more’
- and you cave and he meets up with the guys much later than the allotted time in the practice with sex hair and an unevenly buttoned shirt
- and they all throw shit at him and punch him and ruffle his hair even more like aYE LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE GOT BONED
- and soonyoung turns and smacks chan for knowing the word boned
- the boys always come over like always come over
- bc mingyu is already a walking refrigerator on his own and you know how to cook so instead of takeout and restaurants, it’s your apartment they infiltrate
- and you can only deal with so much testosterone
- so you hear a doorbell and think it’s just wonwoo or scoups checking in and it’s like a single file line of twelve other booys walking in and giving you a sloppy kiss on the cheek or ruffling your hair and making a beeline straight for your kitchen
- and this is why you never let mingyu invite anyone over
- he claims it’s “practice” for when you actually have kids
- is probably only excited for the babymaking process tho rather than when ur actually holding a human being in ur stomach sack ja feel
- wiggles his eyebrows and suggest the idea and earns a smack from you (which he whines abt for the rest of the day)
- but when you do finally get pregnant, you tell him and his eyes have that signature sparkle and his mouth is covered by his hands and you swear you see tears
- he’d honestly lose all his cool and freak and squeal and swing his hands like a teenage girl winning concert tickets and throw you over his shoulders running around for like two seconds before realizing it’s not good for your future child so he sets your down quickly and kneels and kisses ur stomach and whispers ‘i’m sorry’ and ‘i love you’ over and over again
- he’s so excited he doesn’t even know what to do with himself
- already has like two lists of names he wants for both genders (and then u ask him how to change a diaper and he’s like uhhh…….you…y-you..kinda…like y-you…. you know)
- when ur in the delivery room, he’d be the type to come in fully motivated to help ease your pain and be there for your child
- but poor ming doesn’t know what the female anatomy really looks like when it’s pushing out another specimen, so he probably lies on the verge of passing out and literally dying
- but then he hears the voice of the smallest yet most powerful being in his life ringing out for the first time
- and when ur kid is born he doesn’t know what to do with his hands so he cups both his arms like he’s about to receive a ton of bricks
- but is instead replaced by a scrunchy, crying, soft, and tiny little angel that is a product of his love and from then on, he realizes that this is his reason to live
- so he uRGES FOR MORE KIDS
- and becomes a diaper-changing expert
- like scoups (aka the man that said he wanted a sackful of children), always brings his kids over to your place sometimes just for the sole purpose of having mingyu change the diapers for them
- and your heart warms when he’s in a puke-induced, grimey white shirt, old sweatpants and donning greasy hair bc regardless, he always has the most satisfied, content, comfortable, protective love in his eyes
- and he gets so good at this, like making the baby burp and making the baby giggle is also his forte
- the airplane is his favourite feeding method
- but then your kid hits the three year old stage and smacks the spoon out of his hand like bruh i dont fall for that anymore
- but u have more kids anyways bc who can say no to this beautiful manchild
- and he puts them on his shoulders to play basketball with them
- and is the type of dad to have his son’s entire soccer team over and then dress up with wacky sunglasses and put on a skit and dance to his old songs and ur son is just like mom kILL HIM
- and u swear you will but he is just the most loving man in the world and everyday you look at him and realize how disgustingly and beautifully and deeply in love with him you are
- he always sweeps you in a tango fashion and kisses you square on the lips in front of the kids and you don’t even get embarrassed anymore since he does it so much and esp as they hit the teenager stage, they sense it coming and blast out of the room before they witness it
- so your kids all grow up and you’re forever stuck with a virtual baby stuck inside a man’s body sleeping next to you every night
- but you wouldn’t change it for anything else bc you remember all the little moments
- like whenever you would feel a tiny kick, or when he’d come home from work, or either one of you had a bad day, he would lean down and kiss your tummy and stroke the skin, whispering that everything was going to be okay, and he was going to promise to love the both of you with every beat of his heart, every passing day
- or when you’d wake up at 3am with an aching pain or a sudden, overwhelming craving for shit like pickles and ice creams and french fries or even his fucking kimchi fried rice bc god they’re amazing, he’d lie awake without without a single complaint and rub your soreness until it disappears and you fall back into his arms again, or he’d drive all the way to the supermarket or restaurant to get the food that you wanted
- or like his absolute composure and assurance when you were finally deciding to move into the suburbs when you were pregnant with your second child and hormonal and doubled with the stress of moving
- or like when you would wake up in the middle of the night to an empty bed to hear his voice down the hall in your daughter’s room, whispering his favourite ballad to her, coaxing her back to her dreams, still telling her the exact same words he had whispered to your stomach everyday
- you wouldn’t trade this man for anything in this entire world and seeing him everyday, embarrassing the shit out of your kids, but loving the shit out of your kids is all you could ever ask for
ITS 1AM HERE AND I’M THRIVING ON TWO HOURS OF SLEEP FROM LAST NIGHT BUT I NEEDED TO GET THIS DONE AND I GOT CARRIED AWAY SO HERE’S A HUSBAND MINGYU GOOD LUKC TRYING TO LOWER UR STANDARDS AFTER THIS I LOVE U ALL
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