Pairing: husband!heeseung x fem!reader
Genre: domestic fluff + crack + newlywed chaos
"When you ask your husband to buy you pads with wings"
One month into marriage, and Heeseung had already learned two important things.
One: Y/N always stole his hoodies.
Two: He should never assume he understood what she meant.
"Baby, can you buy pads with wings on your way home?"
Which was exactly why he walked through the front door carrying two separate bags.
Y/N looked up from the couch.
"I had to find the wings."
He proudly held up the first bag.
"You said pads with wings."
Y/N burst out laughing so hard she nearly slid off the couch.
"What? Why are you laughing?"
"The wings are attached to the pads."
Y/N was wheezing at this point.
His ears turned bright red.
"Why would they call them wings if they're not actual wings?!"
For the next ten minutes, Y/N laughed while Heeseung dramatically accused the pad industry of false advertising.
Later that evening, after recovering from the embarrassment, Heeseung decided to be an attentive husband.
A very attentive husband.
Y/N was curled up on the couch with a heating pad when Heeseung appeared beside her holding snacks, water, medicine, and enough blankets to survive a blizzard.
"So where does the blood come from?"
He sat down cross-legged, looking genuinely curious.
"Like... where does it start?"
"I don't know. Existing."
Y/N groaned into a pillow.
"Can sharks smell periods?"
"So it's like a surprise attack every month?"
Yet another five minutes.
"If periods hurt, why hasn't humanity evolved past them?"
"Rude of evolution, honestly."
Despite the endless questions, Heeseung spent the rest of the night taking care of her.
Refilled her water before she even asked.
At one point, he tucked a blanket around her shoulders so carefully that she almost forgot he had asked if periods had loading screens like video games.
As Y/N rested her head against his shoulder, Heeseung looked down.
He kissed the top of her head.
"What if it's important?"
"Do the pads without wings feel left out?"
Y/N threw a pillow at his face.
Heeseung laughed so hard he fell off the couch.
And somehow, despite everything, Y/N found herself laughing too.
Maybe marriage was just this.
Love, chaos, chicken wings, and a husband who knew absolutely nothing—but would do anything to make her smile.
She wouldn't trade it for anything.
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