➵ Genre: smut??? but not the real kind
➵ Requested: yes ofc //this oneshot is inspired by @londontoseoul on tumblr because i can't actually write smut
➵ Warnings: none? just don't read if you're like nine or something and this is really short oof
➵ Title: Helping out
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Y/n teasingly massaged her girlfriend, who lay comfortably on their shared bed. Y/n's soft palms moving up and down her shoulders
"I have work, y/n. Not now"
"Just for a few minutes, please?" y/n pouted, pulling a strand of hair out of her girlfriends' face.
"Babe, I still have to eat dinner after work," Hyuna explained, eyebrows furrowed
"I have something you can eat."
She widened her eyes at your remark. As she was just about to argue with y/n, y/n tugged on her arm by her shoulder, making her fall onto the bed.
"Do you want my producer to come over and ask why I still haven't finished writing my lyrics?"
"He can watch, I don't mind."
Y/n started leaning on Hyuna, kissing her softly while unbuttoning her blouse.
"Do I have a choice?"
Y/n chuckled. "Not really."
Hyuna rested her arms on Y/n's shoulders and played softly with her hair, looking into her eyes.
"I’ve really missed you…" she barely whispered.
"I missed you too."
"Get on me."
"What?"
(next; Sunmi as your wife)