౨ৎ squishy — csc
synopsis i actually don’t even have one, the title kinda sums it up!
pairing seungcheol x fem reader
genre fluff.
word count 0.9k
"you're so squishy, just squishy everywhere," you blurt out as you lay on your side, facing your boyfriend, "can you be my walking talking squishy, cheol?"
it's one of those nights where you and seungcheol lay in bed, still awake at 1:18am because neither of you can fall asleep. during these types of nights, you and seungcheol talk about all types of topics ranging from how you're going to surprise or prank the next person from the friendship group to reminiscing about your individual childhood memories. the conversations sometimes became deep and philosophical, you both have good points when debating yet end up arguing over who's right.
seungcheol stares at you as if you've just insulted his whole family and kkuma.
"why are you staring at me like that?"
"baby, what kind of question is that?" seungcheol laughs at you, finally ceasing the death stare, laughter bubbles out of him and his eyes crinkle at the corners.
"cherry, just answer it, can you be my walking talking squishy?"
"hm, i don't know about that…" he trails off, pretending to think hard about it.
you sneakily reach your hand over and behind him, as if to just hug him, and give his butt a squish. seungcheol flinches backwards and you yank your hand away and clasp it with your other on your chest, turning to the ceiling and whistling as if you didn't just lovingly touch your boyfriend's ass. you can feel seungcheol's wide eyes burning holes into the side of your face.
"hey, what was that for!"
"huh?" you turn to look at your pouty boyfriend, "what are you talking about?"
putting on an act and playing dumb makes seungcheol pout even more, his eyebrows lowering a little as if to scowl at you. he wouldn't do it for real though, he could never scowl at you.
you lean over and give him a kiss right on his pretty lips, letting out a loud 'mwah!' when you move back. your hands quickly move to his cheeks and you push them together. seungcheol's eyebrows return to their normal resting point and he's no longer pouting but fighting the biggest urge to start giggling like a schoolgirl at your actions.
“so, what did you decide?” you press him for his answer. you know it’s not that important but asking silly questions is so entertaining, especially when the answerer is choi seungcheol, aka the easiest to poke fun at.
“i have decided,” he pauses in an attempt to create suspense, “that…yes, i will be your walking talking squishy,”
“yay! now, i can s–”
“but!” he cuts you off before you can even celebrate properly, “you can’t touch my gluteus maximus, it is not free real estate.”
“what! but that’s how i release my stress,” you purse your lips at his comment. you know seungcheol is still joking at this point but playing along is so fun. secretly, he likes it when you smack his ass while passing by him. he lets you do it, he lets you do anything to him which is why sometimes you even end up biting his bicep because of all the cuteness aggression you get when you’re around him.
“i thought you bite my arms to release stress?”
“hey, people need to switch things up from time to time, you know,”
“whatever you say. i think i deserve something in return though, don’t you think?”
you sigh and roll your eyes, “and what would that be, hm?”
seungcheol turns his head to the side slightly and puffs out one cheek. then, he pokes that cheek with his forefinger. you stare at him with a bored look and when you don’t go along with his antics, he turns back to you.
“baby,” he whines out, “come on, hm? please? pretty please?”
he bats his eyelashes at you in an attempt to get you to kiss him. his eyelashes are pretty, you think for a moment.
seungcheol does the same thing again and this time you give in, leaning forward to kiss his round cheek. when you move back, he smiles softly at you, both dimples displayed on his rosy cheeks.
there’s this monster (it’s a good monster) inside you that makes you want to crush seungcheol in a hug and squish his cheeks with both of your hands forever because of how cute he is.
that’s exactly what you do, though. you couldn’t hold back, it was way too difficult when he’s just lying there, looking so adorable for no reason.
“cherry, sit up.”
he doesn’t know why you’re asking that but he does it anyways, it’s not like he would ever say no to you.
you lunge at him, throwing your arms around his thick neck and then proceeding to jump into his lap to wrap your legs around his waist. you squeeze your arms and legs around him and he grunts at the strength you use.
“baby, what are you doing?” he manages to get out, given how hard your arms were squeezing his neck.
your throat makes a nose similar to a dinosaur’s roar, “i’m loving you! but stop being so cute or i’ll explode!”
laughter bubbles out of seungcheol’s throat, his chest rumbling with the sound. you’re trying not to burst at the seams and he’s laughing? that’s really mean of him.
“stop laughing or i’ll kiss you until you can’t breathe!”
“i think i’d be sad if you didn’t do that, baby.”
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