Fics like BABY! where the hell is my husband?

“Why are you looking at me like that,” Minho asks, hushed. There’s a smile on his lips, the kind that shows off his sweet little bunny teeth and is anything but innocent. Like it’s the last thing you see before you’re devoured, or swiped right off the counter to the floor to shatter on tile. “Like what,” Changbin replies petulantly. His own lips are sticky. Pouting. His cheek is pillowed on the back of the couch, slouched into it as he is, and Minho mirrors his pose with a twist of his hips and torso. His legs stay spread, both feet planted. The space stretches between them, but the way Minho is looking at him makes it feel like an inch. Like Changbin can feel his breath on his face. “Like you want me to do something.” Changbin’s breath stutters in his chest and Minho’s gaze follows the motion. Up, down. “You have to ask.” “Some husband you are,” he retorts weakly. Minho’s laugh comes from his nose. “I- tell me I look pretty. Hyung.” Minho’s eyes darken. “You look pretty, Changbin-ah.” “Okay.” Changbin swallows again, his throat tight. “What are you going to do about it?”

Fics like BABY! where the hell is my husband?

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