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Can we pls talk abt how hot Johnny being nice with kids is like girl idfk what it is with that BUT IT IS HOT ASFFFFFF

"I don't want kids"

"perhaps I want kids"

please feed us some doyoung fluff, we starving 😭

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fluff, dy

"Do you and uncle Doyoung also kiss?"

Sat down on said man's childhood house floor, you felt your eyes widen and cheeks heat up at the little boy's words. Doyoung, in the same position as you at your right, let out a surprised and nagging huff.

"Hey, that's not something you can just ask," he ruffled the child's hair.

Doyoung's nephew shrugged his small shoulders with a pout and continued assembling the colourful Legos you gifted him for his birthday.

"Mom and dad kiss often because they love each other."

You chuckled and eyed Doyoung's sunlit face with the corner of your eyes. He was amused but dumbfounded at the same time as his lips were open trying to say something back but not knowing which words to choose from.

His nephew interrupted him.

"Do you love uncle Doyoung?" the boy raised his big eyes to look at you again, taking you both by surprise a second time. You tightened your lips together, Doyoung's gaze burning your face, and looked at your hands in the lap as they started to smooth imaginary wrinkles on your summer dress.

"I do love him. But we haven't kissed yet," you replied honestly with a tiny voice and the boy looked satisfied but when he looked at Doyoung he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Uncle Doyoung. I think you should kiss Y/N," he shared with a cute but serious voice. You laughed, covering your mouth with one hand and Doyoung blinked while scratching the back of his head.

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You ignored the quick glances Doyoung kept throwing at you afterwards as you played with his brother's baby boy.

"Please come, he'll love you," Doyoung said a few days prior to that, inviting you to the little party.

You shifted your weight side to side, one hand tugging at your backpack.

"I'm not sure. That sounds like a very intimate reunion. I'm just…," but Doyoung talked on top of you.

"A dear friend. I would have died in this college room if it wasn't for you forcing me to eat three meals a day," he smiled warmly. "Besides, you've already met my brother and his family once. They also insisted on you to come."

The summer break was the second most sad period of the year after Christmas. Unable to go home for the holidays, you would roll on your bed for days until it was time to start the uni classes again. Doyoung was delicate enough to not bring up your loneliness or family problems. But he was also kind enough to ask you to spend time with his family instead, masking his consideration for "we can have free drinks" so that you can laugh and say that "Doyoung, it's a toddler's birthday".

Now, listening to his family hyper chatter all around the barbecue, the smell of the food caressed your nostrils, coming through the big open windows of the living room, you were glad that you accepted to come.

"Y/N! It's read-," Doyoung budged inside the house but you were quick to shush him.

He stopped in place for a moment and took in the view of his nephew asleep in your arms. You smiled at him and you both looked at the boy's peaceful expression for a little while.

"Here, I'll put him to sleep," Doyoung then whispered and knelt in front of you extending his hands, wrapping the child's body with his arms and pulling him softly to his chest.

You looked at the man's smiling face as he turned around then at his back and had to inhale and exhale slowly, calming the butterflies in your stomach, just like you've been doing for the past few months. When you couldn't see him anymore you looked at your hands and smiled seeing the hard work you and Doyoung's nephew put into drawing with multi-coloured markers.

"I'm sorry you had to take care of him all afternoon."

You jolted a little at the sound of his voice and jerked your face towards the bathroom entrance where Doyoung stood, one shoulder resting on the door, arms crossed on his chest and a peaceful expression. You smiled back and turned the water off before grabbing a towel and drying your wet hands.

"It's fine. I enjoyed myself," you assured him.

"He likes you a lot," and something in Doyoung's tone made you stop your motions and look at his face again. His eyes were dark and his cheeks slightly pink from being outside. You couldn't stare too much though and you soon found yourself shifting glances all around the room.

"I like him a lot too. He's a very sweet boy."

Then the silence engulfed you both.

"Come here," Doyoung ordered softly.

You felt your mouth dry but walked the few steps separating you from him, unsure of what he wanted. The man slid one hand around your waist and put the other on your jaw, slowly cupping your cheek making your breath hitch. He stared at you from underneath his fringe as if asking permission and you closed your eyes with trembling lids, fingers grabbing the shirt on his shoulders as he placed his lips on yours.

He smelled like clean cotton under sun rays and you smiled into the kiss, realizing that you've unconsciously attributed that scent to home and safety.

"Was that the truth?", Doyoung's breath tickled your lips when he pulled away.

It was obvious what he referred to. You rubbed your cheek onto his palm and he held you even closer.

"Of course. Do you lie to children?"

"Of course, I lie to children," he chuckled when you lightly hit his chest.

"Now I can be honest with him as well," Doyoung added with a more serious tone and you tilted your head to the side as if questioning him what that meant.

"Now I can tell him that I do kiss you too because I love you."

who gives a fuck about your pretty face when your heart is so fucking ugly

projection

genre: friends with benefits!au ⎮ angst

group & member: NCT’s Taeyong

word count: 5.5k

a/n: partly inspired by the fic title ask game where I had provided a snippet of a fwb!au.

↳ mature theme, explicit content. read at own discretion.

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