mentions of food, eating, appetites, posture, playful teasing (creep, weirdo). husband!seungkwan, because i saw a clip on him eating and i immediately smiled like a real weirdo.
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you can't do it anymore, you tried your best. but you just hit your limit and can't go any further, you lean back onto the chair in a shrimp-like posture which is not any good for your spine. relaxing from the tense posture you had while stuffing your face with food (that is all going down to your stomach now). rubbing at your tummy in circular motions, in hopes that you feel less stuffed.
pausing your rubbing, you looked up at your husband who was still delightfully scuffing down his food (and your leftovers). blissfully unaware of your gaze, he continued to stuffed his (adorable!) cheeks like how chipmunks do.
sitting up to place your elbows on the table and your chin rests on the palms of your hands. getting a better and closer view of him eating. you didn't have a particularly big appetite, you ate what you could but your husband tends coax you into ordering more, reassuring you that he would eat your leftovers if you couldn't finish. do you want that too? just order it. don't worry, if you can't finish, i'll help you eat the rest. the thought of being able to satiate his tummy and watch him eat brings a smile to your face. unbeknownst to your zoning out self, you face harboured a dopey smile which seungkwan had finally took notice of.
"what?" he stopped chewing, chopsticks still holding onto a piece of fish cake but just drooping slightly due to the transfer of attention to you. snapping you out of your lovey dovey daydream state, you sat up straight. "what are you smiling at?"
"you," you shot at him and went back to observing him, (his face, his adorable cheeks, his hands, everything about him) he continues eating, albeit at a slower, uncertain pace because of your behaviour.
"you're a weirdo." he continues chewing like he is in a mukbang, giving you bursts of dopamine. "a weirdo?"
"yeah, a weirdo. you're watching someone eat like a creep." he playfully tease, his face and tone giving away his actual intentions. "well, watching you eat makes me happy and full." if watching him eat is number 1 on your dopamine dose, number 2 would be seeing him all flustered and bashful because of yourself.
the way they are written do not represent how they actually are, everything is fictional.