#400special

⟶ for @kiwibaekie uh pregnant!reader bc dad!chan makes me uwu?

“Is your seatbelt on?”

“Yes, dad.” You grumbled sarcastically, actually taking the seat belt and plugging it in, so it was secure. You hadn’t even started moving yet. Chan grinned cheekily at your and gave you a little wink.

“Gotta keep you safe. You’re precious cargo.” He laughed, finally driving off from the gas station. You didn’t reply, not sure if you found his comment to be a compliment or an insult, grumbling under your breath as you massaged small circles into your slowly growing tummy.

When you had realised you were pregnant everything was going great! Chan was ecstatic, and your unborn child already had eight uncles completely whipped for them. Then the sickness kicked in, about a month in and right now you weren’t feeling so good and driving in a car for three hours straight was taking a toll.

⟶ For @iis4d Husband!Seonghwa

When you got married, you knew his job was time-consuming and significant. Seonghwa was the CEO of his own company - should any one thing go wrong they whole business could crumble. You knew this. 

You supported him to the best of your ability - you were understanding when he had to answer phone calls during dinner, when he had to stay up late answering emails leaving you to fall asleep alone, when he had to leave for impromptu meetings in order to fix something urgent. You knew he loved you. 

That didn’t mean you weren’t hurt any less.

On the evening of your third anniversary as a married couple, you both read the text message he recieved in the middle of dinner - a text from his assistant with the word emergency in all captitals. When she phoned him a minute later you could hear the panic in her voice as her words rushed out in a inaudible jumble and you gathered yourself together to plaster on a smile to cover the hurt your heart was about to go under.

Once Seonghwa had ended the call he didn’t move from his chair oppisote you. Confused, your eyebrows furrowed as you leant forward to rest a hand upon one of his, that were clenched into fists.

“What are you waiting for?” You asked, voice only just loud enough to carry over to him against the bustle of the resturant around you.

His jaw was clenched and his eyes had closed and he grasped you hand in his, hands relaxing only slightly.

“Hwa?”

His words came out as a whisper. “It’s our anniversary.”

“This is important.”

“You are important too.” His voice was louder now, finally looking up at you, eyes both hardened and welling up with tears. “You are the most important thing in my life and i’m constantly leaving you for something much less important. I cant stand it anymore.”

⟶ Warning: panic attack

⟶ for @seesawsmin-flower 

San never had been a light sleeper, it just happened that he would always wake up when you needed him. It wasn’t a common occourance, that you would wake him up due to your tossing and turning.

As his eyes fluttered open he looked down to notice you were no longer curled up against his side - the way you usually were - in fact, you weren’t even on the bed with him anymore. 

Almost scrambling out of bed, San made his way towards the sounds of muffled sobbing coming from you ensuit bathroom. You stood, plams holding you up against the sink, with your head down against your chest and eyes closed.

“Y/N?” San asked, making sure not to scare you too much. “Can I touch you?” He whispered, hands hovering by your forearms. When you nodded slightly he waisted no time before pulling you into his arms and resting his head on top of yours. He rocked you side to side gently, waiting for your breathing to calm and your tears to stop.

“Thank you.” Your voice was scratchy as you whispered, not looking at him just yet. 

“You wanna tell me about this one?”

You shook your head. This dream you didn’t want to re-live.

“You can tell me anything.” San pressed a kiss to your temple.

[22:41] [F and a lil S] (female reader)

As the air left from your lungs, your fingers loosened their grip on the blanket underneath you and your vision coming back to you, Hyunjin pressed one last kiss to the skin of your inner thigh.

You pushed yourself up onto your elbows just in time to catch the smirk Hyunjin threw up at you as he withdrew himself from your body.

“Have fun?” His voice was deep, thick with emotion as he came back to your body, settling himself gently on top of you, careful not to put all his weight on your chest. Your nose scrunched up a little as you pouted at him, you had never liked being teased.

“Kiss up.” You mumbled, struggling to hold back your tired smile as you felt him laugh above you, his breath hitting your cheek gently. As you gathered your strength to try and sit up his hand shot out to press against your shoulder with tender force.

“Stay over.” He whispered, voice no longer playful.

“Why?” You replied, this wasn’t what you guys did.

[02:55] [F] (female reader)

〘BONNIE〙uhh I don’t know where this came from but here! have bad boy mark!

“Call me,” you started voice leaving you with your breath, “when you,” He cut you off again with another kiss, “get home.”

The position the two of you were in was quite… peculiar. Mark was the one mostly out of your window, his body balancing on your stooped roof while his head and arms were still inside. He sent you a smirk, pulling you to him once more, bringing you in for another kiss that would take even more of your breath. Your face was cupped in his hands, his shoulders under your own hands and you tried to stead yourself against the awkward windowsill.

“What? You haven’t got enough of me yet?” Mark’s voice was deep now, not quite a whisper as he spoke into your ear. You resisted the urge to shiver as you bit your lip and looked away from im, the tell-tale signs that a blush was taking over your skin – the soft pink colour that Mark adored so much.

“No, I just want to make sure you’re home safely.” You mumbled, dropping your head to his shoulder, the chilled leather of his jacket cooling down your cheeks. He chuckled softly, patting your hair gently and pressing a kiss to your crown.

[13:13] [F and a lil S] (female reader)

〘BONNIE〙I hope it’s not too much dialogue and not enough blurb!

“I dreamt about you last night.”

“You did?”

“Yeah.”

You took a minute to say anything else, laying on your back as you floated in the water of Seonghwa’s back garden pool. The sun was high in the sky, not a cloud in sight, her warm rays giving you an excuse to use his pool for the first time since he bought the house. You had your eyes closed – despite the thick rimmed sunglasses that adorned your face – just thinking about his words for a while.

“Well, what was it about?”

“What was what about?”

“Your dream.”

“Oh.”

Now it was Seonghwa who fell silent. He was sat on the side of the pool, legs in the water as he simply watched you float a few inches away from him. Your hair spread out around you in the water, the contrast to the clear blue water of the pool framing your head like an extravagant head piece. The sun gave your skin a warm glow and the way the water reflected on your body to create diamond-like patterns against your skin made Seonghwa tongue tied.

He didn’t know why he told you he had a dream last night, a small blush raising to his cheeks as he recalled it. The way your voice sounded as you sighed out his name, the way your body twisted under his touch in a way only he’d be able to give you; the way your skin felt against his; the way your lips felt against his; the way –

“Hwa?”

[09:12] [F] (female reader)

You were late. You were running so extremely late and now you couldn’t find your car keys. You were a flurry of flailing arms and muttered curses as you paced about your apartment. Chan was still asleep, or so you thought. You had left him to sleep because god knows he doesn’t sleep half as much as he should.

“Where are my stupid fucking keys?” You were muttering under your breath just as he stepped out of the bedroom, “Oh my god. I’m such a fucking idiot.” You stopped in your tracks suddenly and then you let out a loud groan and slapped a palm to your forehead. You remembered you had taken your car in for a service the night prior – they had your keys. They also had your car. And now you were late.

“Take mine.” His voice startled you a little, making you jump in place slightly. You whirled ‘round to face him, eyes wide and tears threatening to fall. Chan simply gave you a tired smile and threw his keys at you. You caught them, still looking at him with wide eyes. You hadn’t even heard him get up, let alone traipse through the flat to get his own keys and return to the bedroom doorway. Or perhaps he had his keys in the bedroom – which made more sense.

[21:46] [F] (gender not specified reader)

〘BONNIE〙I changed the prompt ever so slightly, so it flowed better! I hope you like it and im sorry it’s taken a week to get around to the last few! Also I usually go by an idols real name when I write, unless they’re known better by their stage name (and it’s not weird) so I hope you don’t mind me using hyukie’s real name!

The time had managed to get away from you. From both of you actually. You told him you’d have to leave by nine at the latest, so you’d get home before the gates to your accommodation locked for the night since you wouldn’t be able to get in after promptly losing your keys a few weeks ago. He had shrugged in agreement, not in an uncaring way but rather in an unbothered way – he was used to you having to leave his place before nine.

However, as you turned your head to find your phone, the screen illuminating the digital time of almost ten to ten you let out a small sigh. You hadn’t fallen asleep, not yet anyway, but the two of you laid out on Donghyuk’s bed, shoulders touching, and fingers laced as you watched some random show on Hulu on the TV hanging on the wall opposite the bed.

“Hyuk…” You spoke up, gaze locked down at your sock clad feet as they bumped into his gently. A smile crossing your lips as he took on the little challenge and nudged you back.

“Yeah?”

“Can I stay?”