Fics like yes darling, here in the kitchen

“You’d be such a good husband,” Felix sighs happily. The words are a little mumbled from where his cheek is pressed against Seungmin’s back, but he hears them all the same, feels the way the words vibrate through his body. It takes another second for the words to actually sink in, though, and when they do, Seungmin nearly drops their brand new plates on the counter. He’d never really considered marriage, especially not when the eight of them were so tightly woven together that they didn’t know where one person’s love ended or began, when they were all so equally devoted to each other — mind, body, heart, and soul. There’s a little pit of shame that forms in his stomach as he considers it now — Felix dressed in some pretty flowing white ensemble with lots of tulle and lace, and Seungmin, in a three piece suit at the end of an aisle, waiting with a minister and rings in his pocket. Seungmin would be a good husband. He’d be a good husband to Felix.

Fics like yes darling, here in the kitchen

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