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you call from the kitchen. “woo!”
wooyoung hears from the table he sat with some of his friends at the party.
wooyoung smirks, poking out his tongue before speaking.
“i love when she calls after me.”
“good for you” one teases, hiding his jealousy as he drinks his soda.
“way good for me.” wooyoung agrees. he places his cup on the table.
wooyoung slides through the people cluttered in the kitchen, in order to be right where you want him and right where he likes to be. <3
“hey woo!”
“yes y/n?” wooyoung takes a hold of your waist, so casually yet romantic.
you could tell he missed being together at the party.
“i love you,” smiling briefly “and i love you more when you grab the vegetables i left in our car.” you request from him.
with no question or complaint, wooyoung nods.
“i’m on it” wooyoung turns your chin to take a short soft kiss.
“cutie” you shake your head as his hand falls from your chin. you take the chance pat his butt as he dashes to get what you need. you hear a faint chuckle.
he loves making you flustered.
wooyoung’s off at the car and you decide to make an area to prepare the dish.
washing your hands first.
“i’m scheduling a dentist appointment..” yunho says loudly across the kitchen island.
“what why?” you look up from washing your hands.
“i got cavities from how sweet that interaction was”
you laugh.
“no i’m serious” yunho groans, somewhat proud of his ability to make you laugh.
in full seriousness “i get first invited to the wedding.”
“yunho!” thrown of guard, the thought of marriage just sends you into butterflies.
“it would be adorable!” yunho pokes more.
“stop” you shake your head with an uncontrollable smile.
wooyoung places the vegetables down beside the cutting board. a short exhale before he meets his eyes with you.
“stop what?”
your cheeks go pink.
wooyoung looks at yunho, trying to understand the situation.
“talking about your wedding.”
you leave to go find a peeler. avoiding being all shy in front of wooyoung.
wooyoung smiles bigger than ever. he sees you run away, knowing the reason.
“she’s so cute” wooyoung announced to yunho.
“don’t make her wait” yunho hints before chugging the rest of his drink.
wooyoung taps the granite counter, looking at the door to the pantry you had escaped to.
you touch your cheeks with your palm and your fingers, attempting to get rid of your blush faster.
“oh i just know i’m all pink” you groan.
wooyoung knocks on the wall, making you turn around with several tools in your hands.
he stands with one of his hands in his pocket and his other hand dropped as he approaches you.
you try to hide your face again but feel your blush return - as he steps grow closer.
his hand gently takes a hold of yours and grabs the peeler out of the pile.
“here.”
wooyoung places the rest in the drawer as you hold onto the peeler for dear life.
wooyoung sees your cheeks, all pink. he knows something is on your mind.
“wanna talk about it?”
your head turn to him, curious.
“what about?”
“our wedding”
you swear your redder than a tomato.
you are in a loss of words, not responding back to wooyoung who’s looking at your expressions closely.
“we don’t have to talk about it.” wooyoung takes the peeler and places it on the counter so he can hold your hands.
“i wanna let you know..”
“i will not be able to handle myself seeing you in your wedding dress.”
weak in the knees and blushing like a fool.
wooyoung chuckles and hugs you so tightly, resting his chin on your head.
“stop making me blush i look like a pink starburst.”
wooyoung laughs like he’s getting tickled.
“you are the love of my life.”
he takes your shoulders to hold you in front of him.
“you are the cutest when you blush”
you can’t help it. you kiss him with a tip toe.
wooyoung is unresponsive for a moment. you look at him and then his lips again.
wooyoung sees your eyes trail across his face. he’s mesmerized.
before you can attempt to kiss him once more, he scoops you into his arms. turns around to place you on the counter.
you hesitate to rest your hands around his neck when (attractively) wooyoung props your hands himself around his neck.
he takes a few seconds to examine you, take in how you look right now.
looking at your lips and into your eyes.
“i love you y/n.” “and you’ll never stop me from doing so” wooyoung smirks, leaning into you with every word.
a soft breath escapes wooyoung’s grin and his hand positions against the countertop to deepen the kiss. you know each other's lips very well but everytime you kiss it’s like a new experience.
and wooyoung has the cutest habit of smiling uncontrollably as he twists and turns. he admires times like these.