π βDonβt Lift a Fingerβ - Yoon Yechan π
wc: 1.5k
Genre: Fluff, Smut MDNI 18+
Warnings: Soft dom!Yechan, Oral, Aftercare, Stress relief, Very gentle smut
You donβt even make it five steps into the apartment before Yechanβs arms are around you.
Heβs warm, freshly showered, hoodie soft against your cheek as you bury your face into his chest. You donβt say anythingβjust sigh. Loud and long and heavy. That alone tells him everything.
βTough day?β he asks softly, lips brushing your hair.
You nod.
He doesnβt press. Just kisses your forehead, takes your bag off your shoulder, and steers you gently toward the bedroom.
βI already ran a bath. Figured youβd be wiped.β
You blink up at him. βYou did?β
βI was watching the clock all day,β he murmurs. βI know how hard this weekβs been.β
He undresses you with careβnot sexual, justβ¦ loving. Gentle hands that slip off your work clothes and set them aside like theyβre fragile. You let him. You want to let him. It feels too good not to. To be taken care of like this. To not have to decide anything, to just be.
The bathroom glows warm with amber light. Steam curls up from the tub, carrying the scent of something soft and floralβyour favorite. Your breath catches.
Yechan lifts you into the water, slow and steady, like heβs handling something precious. You sigh as it cradles you, every tense muscle melting bit by bit.
He presses a kiss to your temple. βStay as long as you want. Iβll get something ready for you after.β
You want to tell him thank youβsay somethingβbut your eyes are already fluttering shut. He just smiles and slips out quietly.
By the time you come out later, skin warm and loose with calm, the bedroom is quiet and soft-lit. Yechanβs waiting on the bed. Clean sheets. Your favorite snacks on the nightstand. A hoodie already laid out for youβone of his.
You pull it on, then crawl into his lap, legs folding around his waist, your forehead resting against his.
βYou really did all this for me?β
βMm,β he hums. βDidnβt want you to worry about anything.β
His fingers slip beneath the hem of the hoodie as you settle over himβno underwear, nothing underneathβjust you, fresh and soft from the bath. He tilts his head.
βThink I should help you relax a little more.β
You shiver. βYeah?β
Yechan doesnβt make you beg.
He flips you gently onto your back, hands trailing down your thighs as he kisses you like he missed you. Like he needed you home. Then, without another word, he shifts down and presses his mouth to your inner thigh.
βYouβve been holding it together all day, huh?β he murmurs, dragging his lips higher. βLet me make it easier.β
You barely nod before he licks you in one long, slow strokeβand fuck.
Yechan eats you out like itβs the only way to end your day. Like itβs the most important thing he could be doing. Tongue slow, firm, no teasingβjust deep, focused attention. He groans into you when your thighs tremble. Moans when you grab his hair.
And when you come, back arching, breath hitching in that broken little gasp that only he gets out of you, Yechan doesnβt stop. He licks you through it, hums into your pussy like heβs so proud, like this is exactly where he belongs.
βStill stressed?β he asks eventually, voice thick with warmth as he rests his chin on your thigh.
You laugh, dazed. βI literally forgot what work is.β
He grins. βGood.β
Then he climbs up beside you, wipes his mouth, and pulls you into his chest.
βIβll deal with everything tomorrow,β he whispers into your hair. βJust let me be your peace tonight.β
Youβre still a little floaty when he tugs the covers over both of you. Skin clean, body wrung out in the best way. He spoons you from behind, nuzzles into your hair, and you melt like you were made to be in his arms.
βYou okay?β he murmurs, fingertips stroking slow shapes across your stomach.
βMhm,β you breathe. βMore than okay.β
He smiles against your shoulder, pressing a kiss there. βGood. You were so tense when you walked in. I hated seeing you like that.β
βI didnβt want to bring it home with me.β
βYou donβt ever have to hide that from me,β Yechan says softly. βYou could come in here screaming or crying or both, and Iβd still hold you the same.β
You turn in his arms so you can face him, tucking your head under his chin.
βI just didnβt wanna make it your problem.β
He scoffsβquiet but sincere. βYou are my person. Thereβs no version of this where I donβt show up for you when youβre falling apart.β
You go quiet. Your hand finds his under the covers and he laces your fingers instantly, like itβs second nature.
He kisses the top of your head. βYou donβt need to do everything on your own. Iβm not going anywhere. Not when youβre killing it, and not when the day eats you alive.β
You donβt realize your eyes are watering until he shifts back to look at you, gentle hands cupping your cheeks, thumbs brushing lightly beneath your lashes.
βI mean it,β he says, voice low, steady. βYouβre not a burden. Youβre not too much. I want to be here.β
You nod, swallowing thickly. βI know. I justβ¦ needed to hear it, I guess.β
βThen Iβll tell you as many times as you need,β he whispers, brushing his nose against yours. βYou work so hard. And I see you. Even when no one else does.β
Your chest feels warm. Not overwhelmingβjust full. Full of him, his presence, his voice, the weight of his hands as they guide you back to his chest.
The silence that follows is peaceful. Just his heartbeat and your breath.
Then, quietly:
βDid I help at all?β
You laugh softly. βYou took the stress and licked it out of me.β
Yechan snorts. βOkay, thatβs not what I meant.β
But you can feel him smiling against your skin.
βYouβre perfect,β you whisper. βIβm so lucky.β
His hold tightens just a little. Protective. Sure. βNo,β he murmurs. βIβm lucky. And Iβm gonna remind you every day, even the ones that suck.β
You smile into his collarbone. Sleep is already pulling at your limbs, thick and sweet like honey.
Yechan kisses your forehead one last time, voice no louder than a breath.
βRest, baby. Iβve got you.β
And you fall asleep with nothing weighing on you but the weight of his love.
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