Description: Maybe the fact when your birthday was failed to ever come up until your brother brought it up the day of.
Words: 1,652
Requested: no this is hella self indulgent tbh
Warnings: none just Jiung being the fluffiest cutest boyfriend to ever exist, mentions of food, birthdays lol
A/N: Guys I love Jiung and P1Harmony so much. This is so self indulgent that I literally wrote this in time to be posted on my actual birthday. Also my kpop era is so fun and it's really the only thing keeping me going. Hopefully this is a good one. I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors.
You woke up like any other morning, tired and already wishing to see your boyfriend for tomorrow night. Granted you loved what you did and pretty much had the social life you always dreamed of but sometimes adulting was too much. You had almost forgotten what today was until you were bombarded by several 'happy birthday' texts and emojis from your younger brother. It seemed like he was more excited about it than you were. You thought nothing of it, just the day you were born nothing extravagant. The fact you thought so little of it meant that it never come up in conversation with your boyfriend, who also happened to be your brother's bandmate. The story of how you guys got together was one for another time, you can thank Intak for meddling in your business for that one.
You walked through your morning routine the same as everyday, pulled on an outfit suitable for the dance studio and braving the cold before setting out on your way to work. In another dance studio in Seoul the boys of P1Harmony were already running through their choreography.
"Hey did you ever tell her?" Intak turns to Jiung as he takes a heavy breath before picking up his water bottle.
"Huh, tell her what?" Jiung raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Happy Birthday, it's today." Intak deadpans with a chuckle, thinking that this was another one of his mere jokes.
"Wait her birthday is today! Why did no one think to tell me?" Jiung straightened up in an instant.
His face quickly began turned red as he fumbled with phone scrolling through his calendar to see if he carelessly missed such an important date.
Intak clicked his tongue before nodding in understanding, "so she didn't tell you, I see."
Jiung picked up his head with wide eyes, completely and totally making a fool of himself in front of Intak. He could barely bring himself to admit that you had never told him, and even worse that he never thought to ask. Intak took a step toward Jiung and simply patted him on the back. Jiung stood there frozen unsure of what to do next. Had he already royally messed up your birthday and it wasn't even noon yet. Off to the side were the rest of the boys looking to each other with shocked faces while simultaneously trying their hardest to hold back howls of laughter. They had never seen Jiung look this scared for his life, not even when he went toe to toe with Keeho about who the leader should be.
Without giving him a moment to spare Jongseob couldn't hold back his laugh anymore, Keeho, and Soul followed in suit bursting out with a chorus of laughter. Even Theo was hunched over his bag his chest shaking with laughter. Intak even stood there with a crooked smile trying to reassure the older boy.
"You look like you've seen a ghost!" Jongseob choked out in between loud giggles.
Jiung simply blinked, his face losing all color after he began to overthink how badly he screwed up. Intak's hand remained on his shoulder, being the only thing grounding him at the moment.
"Don't be worried, just surprise her tonight. She doesn't really like her birthday so she never brings it up, even though she says otherwise." Intak quickly reassures him as the rest of boys continue dying of laughter behind him.
"Surprise her?" Jiung asks quietly, almost as if he's never heard of the word before.
"Yes, a surprise. Her favorite cake is chocolate with strawberry filling by the way." Intak nods as if it was the most obvious thing.
"Surprise." Jiung murmured to himself.
Eventually the boys had to go back to practice after witnessing Jiung go through the five stages of grief. All the while he was practicing his mind was preoccupied with what the hell he could do to surprise you other than cake and your favorite food. Yet unbeknownst to him that's all you really needed, and him of course.
While Jiung was contemplating how he would absolutely not mess up this surprise you were caught up with learning your own new choreography. When Intak was pursuing becoming an idol you had backed him up, you yourself becoming a dancer similar to your mother had done before you. The two of you grew up taking dance lessons together and now you have the chance to see him shine on stage with his found family. Your studio had also planned a little surprise for you that day, nothing big just cupcakes from the nice bakery downtown but they knew that you'd love them.
You were hunched over your bag, practically gulping down water unaware that everyone had left the room. A few moments later a faint group of voices came closer to the entrance. Your fellow dancers and even the choreographer walked in singing 'happy birthday' while holding out a tray of cupcakes. You let out a small chuckle while your face heated up in embarrassment.
"Guys you really didn't have to." You sighed with a ghost of a smile.
"You know the tradition, just because you're not a fan of it doesn't mean we're gonna leave you out." Your choreographer tsked.
"Thank you, you really didn't have to." You smiled a little bigger accepting your fate as everyone crowded around happily.
Fast forward to the end of the day, you had your fair share of texts and messages from old friends and people you danced with. Packing up your bag and quickly pocketing your phone you missed the most recent text from Jiung.
Ji 🫶🏼:
Hey, I'm coming over later. Pick out your favorite movie and I'll handle the rest. I'll see you later, jagi.
The wind was whipping on your way home, everyone was huddled up next to each other while waiting for the bus to pull up. You yourself were bundled up like the Michelin man and yet still you found yourself shivering. You were never a fan of the cold weather, no matter how pretty the snow fall looked. It was only ever good to you from the comfort of your own home. Eventually you made it back to your apartment and quickly discarded of what seemed to be seventy layers of clothing. You tidied up before heading to take a much needed shower, the steam fogging up the mirror in the bathroom immediately.
Walking out of the bathroom you now adorned your Jiung's most comfortable sweatshirt that you had borrowed stolen from him. It was already late at night and you were so tired from your full day rehearsal that you plopped on the couch. Your phone still left in your pocket leaving you unaware that Jiung was on his way to your place. Not even a second later there was a knock on the door before the code was being entered. In walked Jiung bags stacked on his wrist while he pulled his shoes off, immediately going to the kitchen to place them down on the counter top.
"What are you doing here?" You walked up to him happily albeit still confused as to why he was here since Valentine's Day was tomorrow.
"I texted you earlier, did you not see it?" He turned to give a quick kiss still unloading the bags he held.
"Mm, no I still think my phone is in my pocket from earlier. You still didn't answer my question though, what are you doing here?" You hummed while leaning into him trying to peak inside the bags.
"Surprising the birthday girl." Jiung stared at you blankly before his lips pulled up into a loving smile.
"Happy Birthday jagiya!" Jiung pulled you into a hug before giving you a brief kiss.
"You know?" You raised an eyebrow.
"You'd think I wouldn't know my girlfriend's birthday." Jiung chided.
"Intak told you." You laughed knowingly.
"You don't know how embarrassing that was." Jiung groaned letting his head fall onto your shoulder.
You ran a hand up and down his back to comfort him while you laughed at his reaction.
"Go to your room for a second, I'll call you out when I'm ready." Jiung took by the shoulders turning you toward your bedroom door and giving a light push in that direction.
You followed his directions without a second thought, knowing how stubborn he got when people chose not to listen to him. You took a seat on your bed while waiting not so patiently for him to call you back out. Not long later he called your name and headed over to your bedroom door.
Jiung stood at the door while you opened it, “Close your eyes, just follow me.”
Jiung gently grabbed your hands and began leading you out to the living room. He had set up a cozy movie night set up, complete with all your favorite snacks and blankets galore. In the kitchen he had candles lit with boxes of your favorite takeout fancily plated. He stopped when you were in the center of the room and placed a quick peck on your lips that caught you by surprise.
“Okay, open your eyes.” Jiung smiled widely as he saw your lips turn up into a large smile and your eyes crinkled in unbridled joy.
“Do you like it?” Jiung asked happily.
“I love it, Jiung.” You turned hug him tightly before whispering in his ear, “thank you, jagiya.”
“Anything for my girl.” Jiung hugged you back just as tightly.
Safe to say that it was the most memorable birthday you have ever had, your favorite movies and dramas, snacks, favorite food, and your lovely boyfriend bringing it all together. The two of you spent the night cuddled up and munching on everything you could get your hands on. Yeah no one was ever going to live up to this surprise so long as Jiung had you by his side.
I was thinking about coming back (I mean it this time I swear). I miss writing and I’m set to graduate from uni in May so that’s exciting. BUT I have gotten really obsessed with into kpop (and k/c/jdramas) since my overextended hiatus and was thinking about revamping this blog with the groups I want to write about.
It’s been too long and I miss writing a lot, though trust me I’ve definitely still been reading lol. Hopefully this means a new era for chefdoeuvre!
Heyyyy, if you were wondering I am indeed still alive. Uni has been kicking my ass and finding motivation is like finding an oasis in the desert. On that note, the requests gathering dust in my inbox will eventually be written. When? That’s a good question that I don’t even have the answer to.
hihi do u mind telling us what fics ur working on/ what requests u have in?
One is a Romanoff Sister reader with the Avengers being protective as usual, and another is a Jay Halstead fic sprinkled in with angst and fluff. (aka my signature combo lol)
Dumb question I know but just to clarify are you still taking requests
Not dumb at all, but currently requests are closed I’m still trying to write the ones I have and actually get to posting them smh. Eventually requests will reopen but I’m just not quite sure just yet! ❤️
About the Jealous Jay Halstead fic I just requested, I'm sooo sorry I only just saw that your requests are closed. Again im soooooooooo sorry 🖤🤍
Oh no it’s all good don’t even worry about it, I’ll get back to writing eventually and will have it lined up in my requests! (By eventually I mean the end of the semester lmao)
Hi! Sadly I do not, I’ve been caught up with moving back into uni and couldn’t find the time to write one but I’ll try my best to get one last fic out before the semester gets busier
Hey, could you write something for Jay halstead where maybe he and the reader are fighting and then she goes to the kitchen to make dinner but she cuts herself? Even tho they are fighting jay gets all worried and takes care of her. Thank youu <3
Description: Even when the two of you argue he can't help but worry about you.
Words: 736
Requested: yes by anonymous; Hey, could you write something for Jay halstead where maybe he and the reader are fighting and then she goes to the kitchen to make dinner but she cuts herself? Even tho they are fighting jay gets all worried and takes care of her. Thank youu <3
Warnings: language, mention of injuries, blood, Jay being a worried softie.
A/N: Still wishing I could find myself a Jay Halstead. I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors.
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"Just stop already! I don't wanna hear your opinion if you're just gonna disagree with me and argue about it!" You scoffed with a shake of your head.
"Y/N, how many times do I have to tell you that this comes with being on the job?" Jay sighed, his jaw clenched tightly.
"I don't care if it's a part of the job that's not what I'm upset about. I'm upset that you never talked to me even when you were struggling. Not once!" You huffed before turning on your heel to head to the kitchen.
If you couldn't expel your anger with words you sure as hell were going to put it to use in making dinner for the both of you. Jay had let out a scoff before shaking his head and taking a seat on the couch in the living room. If there was one thing the two of you did have in common it was your hellishly stubborn natures.
Truth be told Jay had been trying to deal with his demons alone. Even after all the nights, you two spent telling each other you'd always be honest when it came to your struggles here he was completely ignoring that. Of course, you weren’t really mad at him per se but mad at the decisions he chose to make when it came to telling you the truth.
You stood in the kitchen chopping up some vegetables for the soup you were planning on making when the knife slipped from your grip. You let out a loud hiss letting the knife clatter onto the cutting board.
“Ow, shit!” You exclaimed as you lifted your hand to look at it.
Jay immediately stood up when he heard you curse in pain and came all but running to the kitchen. There was a panicked look on his face as he bounded toward your figure hunched over the sink.
“Are you hurt? Are you all right?” Jay scanned you looking for any extensive injuries.
His eyes landed on your hand holding your finger with a cut running through the tip of it. There wasn’t any blood left and it had already washed down the sink leaving you with an ‘open wound’, if you could even call it that, that needed to be bandaged up.
“I’m fine, knife just slipped.” You dismissed his worries with a tight-lipped smile.
“Just fine my ass.” Jay grumbled as he reached up to one of the cabinets and pulled out a small first aid kit.
He gently grabbed you by the shoulders and ushered you to take a seat at the dining table so he could work on patching you up. You silently took a seat as he held out his hand waiting for you to give him yours. Reluctantly you placed the injured one into his grasp and watched him work on you.
If he was going to be this much of a softie there couldn’t be any possible way of you staying mad. Not when he was crouched down in front of you, completely focused on bandaging up your finger. He finished up quickly and head back to the kitchen to throw out the empty bandage wrappers he used.
When he came back he leaned forward to place a featherlight kiss on your hairline, “I’m sorry.” His face held a small pout as his green eyes shined with guilt.
“It’s all right.” You nodded your head before he extended his hand out for you to hold and guided you back to the kitchen.
“Dinner is on me tonight.” Jay smiled as he salvaged the remnants of what could be used for the soup you were halfway through prepping.
You hopped up on a stool and leaned your head on your hand as you watched Jay lovingly. He quickly got to work and cleaned up the countertop before getting to work on putting the pot on the stove. Who knew that Jay Halstead could moonlight as a chef?
“Thank you.” You said, your head tilted to the side with a loving smile.
“Of course, babe.” Jay leaned over to steal a fleeting kiss before turning back around to stir the now simmering soup.
You smiled softly as you watched him glide around the kitchen prepping everything for your dinner. Getting to call him yours. That was the best part of taking a chance and moving to Chicago, that’s for sure.
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