Y/N POV:
i've been sitting at home for pretty much the whole day, bored out of my mind. i've watched way too many episodes of my current show and i am starting to get stir crazy. i roll over and reach for my phone on the coffee table. i go to call dk, hoping that he isn't busy.
the facetime rings out a couple times and i'm starting to think he won't pick up and get defeated. but at the last second i hear it connect.
"hi baby" his voice echos through the speaker, he sounds out of breath, as if he just ran to make it to his phone, which i find endearing. i adjust myself to look at him, and he's smiling at the camera, cute as ever. his hair is down and in his face, and he looks as if he's been working hard. i notice the background once he moves the camera back a little and see he's in the practice room.
"oh my gosh i'm sorry! i didn't know you would still be in practice" i said, feeling bad that i interrupted.
"no no we just finished up actually! so perfect timing" he smiles at me. he places the phone in front of him, resting it against the big mirror in the room. he sits down and starts to untie his shoes, switching them into slides. he's wearing a huge black t shirt with black sweat shorts, swallowing him whole. he looks so cuddly.
"oh, good! how was it today? what were you practicing?" i ask. i watch him as he fiddles with his shoelaces but still attempting to maintain eye contact with me through the camera. i smile fondly.
"it went really well today! we're learning home run. it's pretty hard but i love it. we're having a lot of fun" he says, and i love that he enjoys it so much.
"HI Y/N!!" i hear mingyu yell from somewhere in the room. i chuckle at him, yelling back
"hi gyu!", loud enough so he could hear me. dk shakes his head and laughs a little, loving how much the guys love me too.
"did you call for any particular reason baby?" he asks, sitting criss cross.
"well not that you ever need a reason to call me, of course" he corrects.
i smile, "well... kind of?" i answer honestly, nervous to ask the question for some reason.
he says "yeah?", smirking a little as he leans forward and rests his arm on his knee and rests his head in his hand.
"on a scale of 1 to 10 how tired are you? i was thinking maybe you could come stay the night and we could watch a movie and maybe bake some cookies and just chill out, unless you're too tired then i totally get it so there's no pressure or-" i say, rambling on and on. when i look up i notice he's just smiling at me fondly, shaking his head a little.
he cuts me off before i keep talking forever, chuckling softly "i would absolutely love to come stay the night cutie".
i smile, pleased with the answer. "yay!" i say, very excited due to how bored i am.
"you're cute. let me just take a shower here really quickly and then i'll be over okay?" he says, picking up his phone from the spot on the floor and standing up.
"okay, hurry pleaseee!" i say, giving a pouty face.
he smiles, "you got it, baby".
we hang up the call and i put my phone down on the couch. i go into my room and change into one of his t shirts, deciding to leave out the pants. i just want to be cozy. i go back to the couch and attempt to close my eyes for a little, hoping the time will pass quickly.
i wake up to the sound of the door opening, and some keys being put on the counter in the kitchen. wow, i really fell asleep.
"wow! you invite me over for a sleepover and you fall asleep before i even get here?" i hear dokyeom say, jokingly. i can hear the smile in his voice.
i open my eyes to see him walking over to the couch, where he bends down in front of me. he places his hand on the exposed part of my thigh, rubbing it lightly.
i giggle at him, sitting up from my laying position. "oops?"
i wrap my arms around him and hug him tightly, squeezing him as if he's gonna run away. he stands up from his crouched position and i cling on as he carries me. he spins around and sits down on the couch, me in his lap.
"i missed you today" he says sweetly.
"i missed you more" i say, placing a soft kiss on his lips.
"oh come on, you can do better than that" he says jokingly, pursing out his lips.
i giggle and kiss him again, deepening it this time. he cups my face, stroking his thumb on my cheek.
"much better" he smiles at me as we pull away.
"so" he says, tapping my hips, "what do you want to do sweet girl?"
"mmmm i really am craving those chocolate chip cookies" i say, putting on a thinking face.
"chocolate chip cookies it is!" he says, lifting me up and off his lap as we both stand up.
we make our way into the kitchen and i hop up onto the countertop. i always find it more comfortable sitting up here. he starts going through the cabinets and fridge and gathering everything we need.
"i'll look up a good recipe!" i say, hoping to find one that will make them really gooey and warm. i look around for my phone, realizing its all the way on the coffee table. i groan, too lazy to move again. he laughs at me, and digs through his pocket to hand me his phone.
i'm searching the internet for a little bit until he comes over. he stands in front of me and puts his hands on the counter on either side of my legs.
"find one?" he asks, leaning his head down and touches his forehead to mine, looking at the phone screen. i say yes, and peck his lips before hopping off the countertop.
he starts mixing some of the ingredients together in a bowl as i measure them and pour them in. i go into the fridge to get a bottle of water, and stop to take a sip. i watch him as he's mixing, thinking about how good he looks. i quietly go and get my phone to snap a picture of him. i smile as i look at it. i walk back over to him and wrap my arms around his back, resting my head on him. i slide around so that i'm hugging him from the front, smushed between him and the counter.
"oh yeah?" he says, smirking at me. i just nod and hum a 'mhmm' against his chest, holding him tighter. he kisses the top of my head, and continues mixing. he sways back and forth a little as he does so.
we finish up rolling them and placing them on the tray, then stick them into the oven.
"alright, what now?" i ask, shrugging my shoulders. he looks at me, scanning me up and down. the t shirt ends a little above my mid thigh, making it seemingly aware that i have nothing else on but undies. without saying a word, he picks me up and places me back on the counter, making me squeal a little out of surprise. he spreads my legs a little, giving him enough room to stand in between them. he leans forward, kissing me passionately. i bring my hand up and run it through his hair. with only one hand resting behind me on the counter, i almost fall back as he deepens the kiss. he chuckles at me seductively, and places one of his hands on the small of my back, keeping me up. he scoots us down the counter so i am leaning against a cabinet. he puts his hand on my knee and slowly slides it up, pushing my shirt up as he goes. he stops at the top of my thigh and brushes his thumb over the strap of my underwear. he places his other hand on my other thigh, doing the same thing. we kiss sloppily, not able to get enough of each other. he moves his hands up under my shirt, sending a chill through my body as his cold fingers touch my bare breasts. he fondles them, leaving kisses on my neck. i open my mouth, letting a little gasp come out as his lips trail down to my shoulder.
the oven beeps, indicating that the cookies are ready. i sigh, upset that it interrupted us. he smirks at my pout, kissing my lips one more time before going over to the oven and taking the cookies out. i stay put on the counter, watching his every move. a sudden wave of tiredness comes over me and i let out a big yawn right as he turns around to come back to me.
he smiles sweetly at me, "come on, lets go watch a movie now baby". he pulls my shirt back down, covering me back up. he holds out his hand and i take it, hopping off the counter. we go to the couch and get comfortable, and settle in for the rest of the night.
