summary āĀ the first kiss you share is nothing like in books and movies. frankly, they might just be better.
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as the bassist of a band, jooyeonās fingertips are rough against your skin but the hold he keeps your hands in is as gentle as it could be; you feel the lightest of a squeeze around your own, one he canāt help upon feeling like every butterfly in the world has erupted in his stomach.
itās a nearly breathtaking kiss, though the trembling lips slowly but surely gain the confidence to move against yours, softly yet authentically, in ways that raises a bubbling feeling in your chest.Ā
you canāt deny that youāve imagined this more than just a few times throughout the dates youāve gone to so far; imagining what the first kiss youād share would feel like, how it would even happen, at what point it would happen, only to find the current surpassing every and any expectation youāve had. itās nowhere close to the kisses you see in hollywood movies, or the passionate ones depicted in all the countless books labeled ānew york times best sellersā, nothing of that sort - it doesnāt have to be.
itās more than enough just like this, the sheer delicacy of two people realizing theyāre in love leaving you without no need to ask for more. thereās a giddiness ghosting around the touch, innocent but not enough to bury the messages conveyed, those disclosing perfectly well that you want to be with jooyeon and that jooyeon wants to be with you.
for now, you donāt care about wondering if itāll always stay like that. youāre content with this, content with not worrying about the future and simply watching the mutual feelings for one another blossoming and unfold.
what only is a few seconds almost seems like a lifetime when you have to part due to the lack of air. equally out of breath, you stay quiet for a moment, doing nothing but taking in and admiring features tinted in mild bashfulness.
in the end, jooyeon lets out the lightest of a chuckle. it has the corner of his eyes crinkling up and you can already tell itās a sight youāll end up loving more and more each time you see it. however, youāre oblivious to the fact that he shares similar thoughts, his heart only beating faster and faster upon noting the adoration you look at him with.
itās only when your foreheads touch and fingers intertwine that one of you finally breaks the comforting silence between you; jooyeon, happier than he remembers being in a while, whispers as the smile on his lips turns into a cheeky grin,
š½š®š¶šæš¶š»š“š: lee jooyeon x reader. š“š²š»šæš²: fluff, domestic!au, established relationship!au. š¹š²š»š“ššµ: 0.934k words.
šš®šæš»š¶š»š“š: some kissing ew they're so cute ;-;
ššš»š¼š½šš¶š: in which it's eleven pm and jooyeon just wants a little attention from his precious.
š®/š»: im gonna sob ;-; anon ty for requesting this i am now lying on the ground in a puddle of tears. intended to make it shorter and softer.... it downspiraled š but xjjcjc sulky jooyeon makes me go gahhh
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itās that time of night again when itās just you, jooyeon, and the sound of his guitar strums filling up the cozy roomā youāre running a hand through the dark strands of his soft hair, humming a little tune to the song he plays on his instrument as he rests his head on your lap.
you softly whisper his name, a question in mind that you had thought about asking him one day. he continues to pluck the strings, staring up at you, āyes, love?ā
the warm glow of the night lamp casts small shadows on his face, moving when he smiles at you. leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss on his bare forehead, you ask him, āhow are you so pretty?ā
with the butterflies spreading in his stomach, he giggles and closes his eyes at the feeling of your lips tenderly brushing against his skin. what he did to deserve someone as loving as you, he would never know. with you by his side, the sun seemed to shine brighter than beforeā the moon more brilliant, the amount of stars tripling in the night sky the moment you had first told him you loved him.
āiām not pretty,ā he pushes himself up with his elbows, opting to lay his head on your shoulder, leaning back against the propped up pillow you have adjusted for him. āright, and iām iu.ā you drone, unimpressed by his deflection. taking his larger hand in yours, you play with his fingers absentmindedly, chuckling as he presses light kisses all over your jaw by tilting his head.
āi adore you.ā
you take a glance at the boy who had wrapped an arm around your waist, swinging a leg over your own to envelope you in a messy bear hug. jooyeon kisses you on the edge of your lips once when you snake your hands through and wrap your own arms around his torso, giving you another peck on the other edge of your lips when you chuckle at his shenanigans.
you angle your head just a little to the side and press a kiss right on the tip of his nose, fooling him and watching as his momentary excitement of getting to receive another kiss from you on his lips fall into a small pout. you try hard not to outright laugh at his disappointment, āi adore you even more, jooyeon.ā
āthatās very cruel of you.ā he frowns, tucking your hair behind your ear to get a clearer view of your amused face. both of his hands cup under your jaw to hold it gently in place, glancing back and forth between your tempting lips and the affectionate look in your eyes reserved just for him whenever you are alone together.
āgo ahead.ā you whisper, giving him all of the words he wanted to hear before he leaned in to close the small gap between your lips. he kisses you softly at first, light as a feather and careful. the pad of his thumb brushes down the curve of your cheek, smiling when he hears your sigh of content. without ever moving apart from you, he moves his legs to sit straighter while straddling your thighs.
jooyeon grabs the back of your neck to bring your body even closer to him to feel every bit of the moment, relishing in the way you respond to him. āthe laundryās outside,ā you mumble through the kiss when you hear the soft patters of rain on your window a few minutes later, āwe should pull them in, itās raining.ā
āoh, come on.ā he whines as you shift underneath him after you give him a final peck, urging him to move aside so that you could hurry and save your clothes that youād hung up together earlier that day. he grumbles under his breath, following your footsteps sulkily, "what do i need to do to get some attention around here?"
"i heard that!"
he huffs, "i feel inferior to fabric right now, for your information."
you drape the damp sheets over his arms one by one while he stands still, "you can have me for the rest of the night only if you just pipe down and help me get my clothes to safety, you big baby."
"all night?" he raises a brow, questioning your honesty. with the amount of times you had fallen asleep on him while he was in the middle of reenacting a very intense scene of the last movie he had watched, it was understandable how he'd developed some mild trust issues.
a comically petty reaction, but alas.
"yes," you dump the basket filled with shirts on top of the things that had already been hung over his arms, "all night. now, move along." you usher him back, closing the small balcony door behind you.
you feel an ominous presence creeping up behind your back while folding your clothes, whispering in your ear, "you better not forget about your words then."
a yelp from you and a grunt from him later, you're lying on the bed, begging him to ease his tickle attack, "okay, stop! i promise this time, i'll give you all of the affection you want!"
and with that, jooyeon halts his advances, watching with a love filled gaze as you come down your high of laughter, the sound giving him incomparable joy. he envelopes you in a warm embrace, letting you calm down to his heartbeat.
he strokes your hair, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck, "i love you, i was just kidding about it. you can sleep anytime you want to."
Heās patient in everything that has to do with you. Doesnāt mind that it takes you thirty minutes to decide where to eat, even if he is starving. Does not care that youāre up at ungodly hours finishing an assignment you forgot you had because heās up with you offering snacks and water just so you donāt have to be alone. Heās crazy about you and it shows in how much you get away with compared to others, cause heād never let anyone else get in the way of his sleep like you do.Ā
Heās extremely considerate
I think everybody want a s/o thatās always thinking about them and putting them first. Heās balanced with it, heās like a mom and a boyfriend in one. It could be late at night, he could be dead tired, but as soon as he hears your stomach growl heās putting on his shoes and jacket asking where you want to eat. Or if you text him about how you didnāt have a good day, heās coming home with your favorite flowers and food. Like heās just always thinking about you in everything he does.
Such a good listener
I feel like this could be included in the other two points, but it really needs its own paragraph. You could talk for hours on end, and heād be able to tell you everything you talked about. Sometimes youāll be talking then stop because you feel like heās not listening, but as soon as ou do heās looking at you like youāre crazy. āWhyād you stop, love?ā When heās on tour heāll call and ask you to talk him to sleep cause he just loves the sound of your voice.
Cutest date planner
Have you seen the way he dresses?!? He has such a soft aesthetic that I know heād plan the cutest dates for yall. He takes date night so serious. Heād text a month in advance to make sure youāre free that day. Your date lasts all day. It starts with breakfast at your favorite downtown cafe, then you go to a pottery class. And the day ends at an art museum. I think heād be the boyfriend that asks strangers to take pictures of the two of you for him. He never has a consistent home screen or lock screen cause with every date it changes.
Light PDA
I always head canon him not being big on pda but I also head canon him being a bit possessive. Heās the type to see you talking to someone for too long then walk up and hold you hand. Drop a pet name or two. Just do everything in his power to subtly make sure the person knows your in a relationship. If you ever visit him when heās been on tour for a while, itās the most touchy heāll ever be in front of the members. Heās keeping his arm wrapped around your waist and face nuzzled into your neck. Heās also a hand kisser, but thatās a story for another day.
Heās always staring at you
Anytime you look up heās already looking at you. The type of boyfriend to lean down into your face because āhe canāt hear youā all while looking you dead in the with a dopey grin. When its just the two of you hanging out all you feel is his eyes on you. Heās literal heart eyes. If youāre an idol as well there would be so many compilations of him staring at you with a growing smile. Heās so in love and it shows in the way he looks at you.
He is a sweet talker
Itās almost embarrassing how he knows exactly what to do to get you to fold. He looks at you with the puppy eyes and small pout and is like āI know you said you were too tired to go out but this new book store opens up, so can we please go dear?ā Next thing you know youāre walking out the door hand in hand on your way to go buy some books. He already calls you nicknames, but when he wants something heāll say the pet name with a certain tone, and heāll add a touch to your waist. All of a sudden your doing whatever he wants.
He is a sucker for domesticity
He just seems like the type of really enjoy building a home with someone. He knows that with his job itāll be a while before heās able to start a family or even get married. But heās more than content with being there in the morning with you while you pour yourself tea in the mug he mad you at the pottery class. Heās so happy that heās able to call you any time of the day and be able to talk to you about anything. Heās fine with knowing that despite fighting hours earlier, youāll be home waiting for ready to exchange apologies.
You smile softly as you watch Winwin draw small hearts and funny characters on the cast on your arm, his tongue sticking out in concentration as he did.
He'd use every colour in the sharpie box, adding dots and swirls every now and then, perhaps giggling with you as he drew a silly face on your other hand. A strange story seemed to weave into the silence, but still you'd sit wondering what it is you must have done in your past life to deserve someone like him.
featuring: brief mentions of jeno and renjun pairing: kim doyoung x gn!reader ā repost, oneshot, angst, comfort, domestic!au, established-relationship!au on rotation: in places we donāt walk by bruno major
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the argument was a simple misunderstanding.
earlier this morning, you had gone to your local coffee shop with doyoung to pick up some coffee before meeting with jeno and renjun for a nice day out.
there was a new barista and obviously didnāt know you were a regular so when you went to pick up your coffees he had made you linger around the station just to ask some questions about the surrounding area. of course, you didnāt want to come off as rude so you answered the best you could. you didnāt realize you had gotten lost in the conversation.
doyoung had came back from the restroom which he excused himself to when you first entered the cafeā heād seen you at the pick up station being awfully friendly with the barista there and frankly he didnāt like that one bit. the green monster of envy bubbles in him as he approached you two and excused you from the boy, apologizing for distracting him from doing his job trying to sound the least jealous as possible.
this had led to a petty argument in the car, saying that the employee was new and had asked about the surround areaā which is true, but doyoung was to stubborn to take it how it was. he had called you selfish for taking time from his shift just to flirt with him, which had obviously stricken a cord with you because how dare he call you selfish and how could he not believe you? it was uncalled for and childish, you werenāt having it.
the car ride to the shopping center was tense and filled with silence as doyoung gripped the wheel tightly and you looked out the window avoiding any contact with your lover. jeno and renjun could tell something was going on the moment you met up with them, the lack of touch and communication was far from how you two usually were: lovey dovey and never three inches apart. rather than addressing the elephant in the room they tried to distract you both from it. renjun keeping doyoung occupied and jeno doing the same with you. it was weird not having doyoung by your side all the time, he brought you comfort, always knew what you meant or needed never having to explain. it was easy being with himā you couldnāt be mad at him longer than a day though apparently doyoung was feeling very petty this day.
he didnāt apologize until you had gotten home after parting ways with the two young boys, the air had the same tension as it did in the car, neither of you spoke as you took off your shoes and coats or as you got ready for bed, the flat was dead silent all that could be heard was the sound of yours and your lovers breathing and faint footsteps as feet walked around the flat.
now, doyoung sat on his side of the bed. back straight looking down fiddling with his fingers, he knew he was wrong for what he did, he knows that he shouldnāt had called you selfish or wrongly read the interaction you had the with barista he knew he was wrong, wrong, wrong. it just kept spinning in his head as he sat there, he missed your presence during the day out, even if you were only a few feet away from him. he missed your touch, scent, your comforting loveā all he wanted to do was wrap his arms around you, apologizing profusely for his wrong doings but his pride wonāt let him.
as minutes passed doyoung realized you hadnāt come in for bed. rising from the soft cushion he slowly made his way out of your bedroom to the living-room where the balcony door was slightly ajar bringing a draft into the home. he approached the platform slowly as if he was afraidā it was going to vanish before his eyes if he got to eager, he knew you were there. it was a spot you had frequented when you and doyoung werenāt on good terms. so on the way he had picked up a throw blanket that laid on the couchā because he knew you were never one to bring such a thing when it came to situations like this.
there you were leaning against the railing of the balcony, facing the moon. your lover silently makes his way towards your figure draping the warm cloth over your shoulders, giving you warmth which your thin long sleeve failed to give. the man stood by your side as he watched you fiddle with your hands like he did earlierā a commonality he had picked up from you. his voice is quiet when he apologizes you almost didnāt catch it if he hadnāt been so close, words continued to spill from his mouth as he confessed how he was feeling when he saw you talking with the baristaā enjoying yourself, how selfish he was for only wanting to make you happyā wanting to keep that happiness for himself, for only him to experience. his pride long forgotten, when it came to you he was never afraid to share his feelings with you, always telling you when he was upsetā what made him upset he was like an open book with you but a small part of him stuck to his prideful-ness not wanting him to let go which is what took him so long to confess his mistakes.
by the time he had finished his apology you had slipped you hand into his your thumb caressing his knuckles, you leaned into his shoulder as he melted into your touchā basking in your presence that heās been graced with. this was how the two of you made up, you never made verbal acceptances of his apology instead opening up your arms to welcome his touch, which spoke more than your words could convey. doyoung took fondness to your warmth as you both looked out at the moon, pressing small kisses against each other, soft words of affection and forgiveness was let in the air as the pair of lovers became more grateful for each other every step of the way.
he didnāt deserve you but you give him a reason every day.
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