Mystic Messenger One Shots Lemon And Fluff

Yoosung X Reader

You wake up to the delicious smell of omurice. You immediately know it's Yoosung cooking it. But how'd you get in his house? Wait... how'd he get in your house?
"Oh that's right! He lives with me now," you whisper to yourself upon remembering.
Your eye lids grow heavy again and you let your body take over as you fall back asleep.

"(Y/N)! Wake up. I make omurice," Yoosung begs.
"Sorry, sorry. I'm awake. I can't wait to eat your omurice this morning Yoosung," you reply back to his begs.
"Yay!" Yoosung almost screams and runs out to the kitchen.
You smile and giggle at Yoosung's response. You get out of bed and shut the door so you can change. You look in your closet and find your slightly old cotton candy pink dress. You put it on and a pair of white flats that went with the pink dress. You open the door and walk out of the bedroom and into the kitchen.
"Good morning, (Y/N)!" Yoosung says with a smile. He's wearing his casual blue shirt and white pants with an apron on.
"Good morning, Yoosung," you reply.
You sit down at the table and Yoosung puts a plate of omurice and a glass of water down in front of you. Your fork already placed neatly next to your food.
"This looks delicious. Thank you, Yoosung."
"No problem."
You take your fork and dig into the omurice. It floods your taste buds with the taste of the most delicious omurice you've ever had.
"Mmh! So good!" You exclaim.
Yoosung smiles in reply to your exclaim. Yoosung comes to walk around you and kisses you on the forehead.
"I have to go to work. I'll see you later (Y/N)."
"Okay bye. Have a good day at work."
As soon as Yoosung leaves, the house becomes silent and no longer a happy, cheery house. You sigh and reluctantly get up to brush your teeth and put the dishes away. After doing that you head to work yourself. When you arrive at Starbucks(yes you work at Starbucks. Deal with it) your fellow friend co-workers say hello to you. First Shelia says hello to you. Shelia is a fuckboi but girl version. You're still unsure what to think of her. Second Zero says hai to you. Zero is the gayest man you'll ever meet, but he's your best friend. Third, and lastly, Jeri says hello to you. She's demanding, but kind.
"Hi guys!" You reply back.
"Do you need help getting your apron on?" Zero asks.
"Yea probably," you respond knowing he's going to ask you a thousand questions about how you're doing.
You two head to the back as Shelia and Jeri take over for you two.
"So how's Yoosung?" Zero asks.
"I'm living with him now!" You say excitedly.
"Yas queen! Slay! How are you?"
"I'm okay. He hasn't made a move yet though."
"Do I need to give him a lesson in women or something?" Zero asks laughing.
"I hope not," you laugh back.
Zero and yourself walk out of the back and begin work. Suddenly you hear Yoosung ordering from Jeri's headset thing. You start making his usual and give it to him.
"(Y/N)? What're you doing here?" Yoosung asks.
"Um... I was just doing some work and getting coffee. Here." You reply
"Then why are you wearing a uniform?"
"Okay this is my work. I lied. I'm sorry," you confess.
"You could've just told me (Y/N)."
You stick your head out the window and kiss Yoosung on the lips.
"I'll give you something at home in return for forgiveness," you wink.
You see Zero and he mouths,
"Work it girl!"
Yoosung heads off and you continue your day. After a semi stressful day of work you head home and Yoosung is already there. You enter the house and walk into your bedroom alongside Yoosung.
"So that promise?" Yoosung asks.
"Of course," you reply.
You kiss Yoosung passionately slowly taking off his belt then jeans, then shirt, then boxers. You kiss down from Yoosung's lips down to his penis. You start by licking the head of his penis. Yoosung made quiet moans of delight. You start to suck Yoosung's penis hard and fast. Yoosung basically screaming his moans. Your tongue taste something warm and bitter. Knowing Yoosung released inside your mouth, you swallow.
"Sorry!" Yoosung exclaims.
"It's okay. You taste delightful. Better than omurice."