oneshots for txt!! includes: fluff, maybe angst(?), all sfw!! member x reader. proper spelling & grammar. [this is pure fiction and does not represent the real txt or their personalities] 🩶
╔══════════════════╗ CHOI SOOBIN ✎ xx. nights with you ╚══════════════════╝
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Soobin stepped out of the bathroom, still drying his hair with a towel. His eyes immediately scoured around the room for you, and when he didn't find you anywhere, a frown etched on his face. Since he had been at practice all day, you forced him to take a shower before delivering any hugs or kisses, despite how much he begged for them. It was a reasonable request, of course. He was sweaty and stinky— of course you'd rather kiss a clean Soobin. But your boyfriend hadn't seen you all day and simply needed to be as close to you as possible for the rest of the night.
He located you quickly, following the smell of spicy noodles to the kitchen. His eyes softened as he saw your figure, wearing one of his black t-shirts. He pouted, coming up behind you to hold you in a back hug.
"Are those my clothes?" He asked softly, a giddy smile growing on his face as soon as you laughed.
"You left your drawer open. They were practically asking for me to take them. Plus, they're more comfortable than my pyjamas." You said simply, stirring the sauce packet into the pot of ramen noodles you were preparing.
Although Soobin's shirts were much too big for you to wear daily, they made for the perfect oversized sleeping garment. As they were designed to fit your 6 foot man both height wise and broad back wise, they practically swallowed your figure. But you loved it, especially the way the shirts smelled exactly like your boyfriend. Soobin didn't mind. How could he when you looked so cute in his clothes?
"We already share everything anyway. Including that ramen—?"
"No! You're not getting any!" You shoved your boyfriend off of your back, defensively shielding the ramen pot from his prying hands. He frowned, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to find a way through, but each reach he took got expertly blocked by your chopsticks.
"That is not one bite. That's like, 6 at least!" You slouched back onto Soobin's chest, keeping up your pretend grumpiness after you had finally agreed to give him just one bite. Truthfully, you had prepared the ramen more for him than you in the first place. You just wanted to see him eat well after practice. But it was always fun to tease him. Admitting that you carefully prepared them for your boyfriend would make you look unbelievably whipped. Which you were, but you weren't about to admit it out in the open.
"Here, open up." Soobin said, holding the chopsticks up for you, feeding you the bite of ramen carefully. Maybe he was just as equally whipped. You whipped your frown off your face and snuggled closer to your boyfriend, enveloped by his fresh scent and warm skin.
"I can't believe Beomgyu got to see you more this week than me. It's not fair." You sighed, thinking back to the past couple of days. Even when Soobin didn't have a schedule, he'd busied himself in the company building with Beomgyu, playing games or writing lyrics.
You had nothing against the younger member, you were as close to him as you were any of Soobin's friends. But nothing hit you quite as hard as the loneliness you felt when Soobin was away from you. It felt nice to be back in his arms, knowing that there was nothing left for that day that would prevent you from falling asleep and waking up next to him.
"Where's my goodnight kiss?" Soobin asked once you were back in his arms after doing the dishes.
"Right here." You smiled, cupping his cheeks to bring his face down to your lips. As always, Soobin's lips tasted heavenly. And, just like always, Soobin was the clingier of you two. He chased your lips every time you pulled away, causing you both to giggle. Countless soft pecks were placed around your face until his head hit the pillow and he gathered you up in his arms, close enough to hear his relaxed breath and steady heart beat. The rhythm lulled you to sleep, head resting against his chest and your back blanketed by his arms.
