❝ pairing: reader x idol bf!Doyoung — genre: fluff, established relationship!au — wc: 0.4k — ⚠️ warning(s):none ❞
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At last, after a long day of schedules and practice, Doyoung has finally made it home.
He drops his bag down on the floor and frowns while he takes off his coat and shoes as you're nowhere to be seen. You're not in the living room, nor are you in the kitchen.
Dragging his exhausted feet across the hard wooden floor, he glances around to see where you are in the apartment, feeling a slight coldness hit the bottom of his feet even though he has thick socks on.
Approaching the bedroom, he halts his footsteps as he spots you from the corner of his eye, coming out from the bathroom with a yawn on your face.
"Oh, Doyoung, you're home!" you say, going up to him. Placing your hands on his cheeks, you scan his face and notice he looks a bit under the weather. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" you ask Doyoung worriedly with a concerned expression clear on your face. You know how hard he works day and night, and you fear that he pushes himself too much at times. You always make sure that Doyoung is genuinely okay, especially when he comes home with that face.
"I want a hug..." Doyoung says with a slight pout on his face.
A smile appears on your face before opening your arms out wide for him. Doyoung instantly pulls you in closer by your waist and wraps his arms around you. He lets out a tired but content sigh, somewhat confirming to you that he's probably had a rough day today.
Doyoung can feel his muscles loosen as he hugs you; all that pent-up stress and worries left his body. He nuzzles his face against your neck, his hair tickling you a little.
"Your hugs are the best", Doyoung whispers to your ear, which gives you slight tingles across your whole body.
You're about to break away from the hug, however, Doyoung senses that and doesn't plan to let you go, at least not anytime soon. "Wait, wait! I'm not finished..." Doyoung mumbles as he tightens his hold around your waist, burying his face further onto your neck as if he wasn't already doing so.
You chuckle at his words, deciding to let Doyoung hold on to you for a little longer. Your fingers delicately start playing with his hair, all the while soothing the nape of his neck, which makes Doyoung melt in your embrace even further.
