Seventeen Oneshots ♡

desperate || meanie ♡

Mingyu x Wonwoo

[Mature content! Read only if you are comfortable. Fluff + Smut]

"You know, I've been thinking about something all day." Mingyu walks up to Wonwoo who's feeding their kid on the dining table.

"Bet it's about railing me," Wonwoo mumbles, not taking his attention off spoon-feeding their daughter Minseol.

'What?" Mingyu asks scooting closer to hear him better. "Nothing, what were you thinking about?" Wonwoo asks in a disinterested tone.

"Oh yeah, you remember last week? You looked so damn sexy riding me like that, our bodies tangled together, the look on your face when you came apart in my arms, I still remember everything. Just thinking about it is making me hard." Mingyu bites his lips, eyeing Wonwoo who's still feeding Minseol.

Wonwoo shakes his head, used to Mingyu's horny behavior everyday. "Mingyu, we have a kid now, you have to speak nice things around her. She'll be 2 years old in a few months and I don't want her to learn bad words from you." Wonwoo turns his attention back to Minseol. "Baby, just one last bite, c'mon eat up." Wonwoo softly shoves the spoon of apple puree into her mouth, half of the puree falling onto the high chair she's sitting on.

Mingyu whines. "I want you. I wanna feel you wrapped around me again, please Nonu."

Wonwoo puts the bowl away and wipes off Seol's mouth, helping her drink water from her sippy cup. He picks her up from the high chair. "Let's go Seollie, time to go sleep."

"Dada," She calls out to Mingyu in her tiny voice and waves her hands, bidding him goodnight.

"Aww, my baby," Mingyu walks to them and bends down a little to smother her chubby cheeks with kisses, Seol starts giggling by the 3rd kiss and pushes his face away. "Dada go!" She scolds Mingyu, pointing her index finger towards his bedroom. Mingyu pouts and raises his hand to squish Seol's cheeks when Wonwoo stops him.

"Don't! You always get her cheeks red doing that, it must hurt her." Wonwoo steps away from Mingyu, caressing Seol's cheeks with his thumbs. Seol quickly wraps her tiny hands around Wonwoo's neck, laying her head on his shoulder, smiling cheekily, enjoying her dada being scolded by her appa.

"I'm sorry, Seollie. Forgive me?" Mingyu walks closer to them. Seol turns her face away, her head still laying on Wonwoo's shoulder, now facing his neck.

Mingyu pouts again. "She loves you more." Wonwoo starts walking towards her nursery. "I wonder why," He sighs. "Start spending more time with her after work, maybe she'll start liking you too." He stops in front of the crib and lays Minseol down in it.

Seol yawns, looking up at her appa with doe eyes, waiting for him to pat her to sleep. He dims the lights and starts patting her belly, humming a soft tune.

Mingyu walks up behind him, wrapping his hands around Wonwoo's waist and placing his chin on his shoulder. Both of them watching over their daughter fondly. Wonwoo continues patting her for a few more minutes until her eyelids get heavy and she closes her eyes, sleeping peacefully.

Wonwoo pulls the covers over her, tucking her in with a peck on her forehead. Mingyu also pecking the same spot and making sure the baby cam is directed towards her.

"Let's go." Wonwoo whispers and walks out of the room with Mingyu following behind and closing the door of the nursery quietly. "It was easier to get her to sleep today for some reason, she would've cried a lot before sleeping on normal days." Wonwoo says and walks towards the living room, picking up the discarded clothes and toys.

"She must've been tired today," Mingyu strolls behind him sheepishly. "Umm...you didn't forget right?" He questions, scratching the back of his head.

"Forget what?" Wonwoo puts down the clothes in the laundry basket. "About us...recreating what happened last week." Mingyu says, following him wherever he goes. Wonwoo stops in his track and turns back, looking at Mingyu dead in the eye through his glasses. Mingyu stumbles back, physically startled at his husband's stare. "S-sorry," He gulps and speed walks to their bedroom, ruffling his hair in frustration.