Girl Groups x M!Reader One-Shots

Late Night Confessions and Lullabies - Handong

This story is basically my personal love letter to Handong, with one of my biggest cuddling fantasies with her ❤️❤️❤️❤️

So, I'm reposting this , cuz this story originally was sort of a sequel of another Handong oneshot that I didn't post, cuz this story was just better, but then I realized that I should've put the two stories together, before posting the original Late Night Confessions and Lullabies, so it made more sense. Anyway, that's what I did so here you go, once again

Hope you guys like it :)

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It had been three months since you haven't seen your girlfriend, Handong due to her idol life schedule, therefore, having been a long while since you two had a time for yourselves. Yet, none of that mattered at the moment, as you were laid on Handong's lap, while she played with your hair. Both of you were now watching some random TV show Handong has put on for you two. Time went by and when it was about six thirty in the afternoon, you get yourself up to start making dinner.

Handong's POV:

As Y/n gets up, he goes to the kitchen, with me following him, right behind. Once we get there, while he heads to the counter, I sit at the dining table. Remembering the last time I had dinner with Y/n, I say:

– It's been a very long while since I had one of your dishes.

– And it's been a while since I had my favorite customer. So, any requests?

Handong: Definitely your jjajangmyeon. We all know it's your best dish.

– If you say so. Anyway, dinner is gonna take a while, so do as you wish.

Handong: Okay. Well, I'm gonna stay here.

– Whatever flows your boat, noona.

And after his answer, I stay sit at the table, fumbling around it, while waiting for the chef's meal. About forty minutes later, dinner was ready, so I start to help Y/n, setting down the table, getting the cups and the soda, pouring the beverages, right after. With everything ready, I sit at the table again, while he fixes my plate. He's such a gentleman, gotta say. It even makes me forget how much of a soft baby he is sometimes. After setting down my plate, he proceeds to fixing his.

Handong: Thank you.

– You're welcome.

Once he's finished, Y/n also sits down, while I let out a thought about the dish he made:

– This jjajangmyeon is looking really good. Hold on, you made tteokbokkis, too?

– Yeah. I mean, I had a pack just lying in the cabinet, so I made it.

Handong: Got it. Anyway, here we go.

I then proceed to take small portion of the jjajangmyeon on the chopsticks and lead it to my mouth. And as expected, it's heavenly good.

Handong (with mouth full): Hmmmmmm! Delicious as always.

– Everything for you, noona.

Y/n then pinches my cheek, making me blush. After recomposing myself, I grab a tteokbokki with the chopsticks and lead it to my mouth. And just like the jjajangmyeon, it's delicious. As I was lost in this world of flavors, I hear Y/n saying: