on a day where juhoon takes you on a tour of the company, and when he leaves for a second you're approached by another idol. Juhoon does not like that.
it was a semi normal day for you and juhoon. there's been times before where you've waited outside the company building or he snuck you into the idols only cafe inside because he knows you'll like one of the special drinks. but this was a whole new experience, him touring you around the company building, showing you where they practice, where they record and where some funny moments happened between him and the members.
it was at a point where they reached the floors where most of the practice rooms were, and juhoon stepped away for just a second to see if the sweatshirt he left in the dance room was still there. You're then sitting on a small bench outside of the room, a little ways down the hall from it when you hear footsteps. Looking up you see another active idol from Hybe Labels, Kim Woonhak from Boynextdoor. When his eyes meet yours he smiles widely. "Hey! Never seen you around here before, are you a new trainee or something?"
At first you wondered if he was actually talking to you or not, but once you looked around, he definitely was talking to you. "Oh no, I'm just with one of my close friends, I'm visiting." You reply back kindly, he seems like a sweet kid from what you've seen about him online and heard from the members.
"Wait really? Usually the company doesn't let tours happen, is your friend and idol— wait I'm sorry i havent even introduced myself, im Woonhak, im in Boynextdoor!" He holds out a hand for you to shake, and you grab it.
"I'm y/n, and yeah the person I'm with is an idol." You reply shaking his hand. After the brief introduction you both step back a bit.
"So who's your idol friend, they must have good taste bringing someone so pretty you might get scouted—"
"y/n." A voice sounds from behind and you recognize it instantly. Its juhoon.
"Oh jju, you're back. Did you find your hoodie?"
"No, Woonhak sunbaenim, hello." juhoon bows slightly but the way he moves is tense, not as friendly as it usually is.
"Juhoon, your friend y/n is really nice, make sure you keep them away from scouts though they may end up like us!" He jokes.
Juhoon doesn't even respond before grabbing your wrist harshly, his grip stronger than normal, as he mutters a goodbye to Woonhak before dragging you away and down the hall before you can even say your own goodbye to him. It was confusing, he was completely fine earlier so what's his problem now?
"Jju love what was that about—"
"Don't look at him. Don't talk to him. Just don't. I don't like it." he almost snaps, his tone isn't harsh but it's firm. It kinda shocked you, as he's never been that way around the other members, maybe he just trusts them more.
"What do you mean I don't even know the guy jju and he came up to me I didn't—"
"Well next time just don't acknowledge or reply, i don't want you talking to other guys. When would that ever be necessary when I'm right here with you?" oh. he's jealous.
"Juhoon are you jealous?" you ask softly, trying to get your wrist out of his grip.
"I am. You're mine, right? there's no need for you to talk to other idol groups members when I'm with you, especially not Woonhak sunbaenim." He uses his grip on your wrist to pull you closer, his face dangerously close to yours. "I'm good enough for you right? then you should have no problem dismissing other men. Right?"
"Of course you're enough for me jju, you're more than enough, i love you, not anyone else."
And when you reassure him, his lips are on yours, it's not sweet like every other time, it's messy, rough, and his tongue slips into your mouth quicker than it probably ever has. His free hand makes its way to your neck, grabbing and pulling you impossibly closer before running up and into your hair, grabbing a fist full and tugging your head back.
"That's what I wanna hear, you're so good for me. I love you."
Being the girlfriend of James from cortis isn't for the week, but unfortunately you are very weak. And especially today during the Irving show of their put your phone down tour, every last bit and every last nerve that you have was tested. While you sat in the second row courtesy to the company (perks) James ended up putting a cowboy hat on his head, and suddenly the room was a little too hot. But was it really the room that was hot? The way he was acting on stage, the way he moved under the lights, he looked a little too good. and that kind of pissed you off because this man is supposed to be yours, so why is he doing all of this in front of a whole crowd? The way your stomach tightens, in the flip that your heart does makes every single nerve in your body go into overdrive. He was definitely going to get it later.
Now, usually after a show with them, you would head backstage after the show, talk and catch up with the members, and after the hi-bye session you would all go out to get food. But you couldn't bring yourself to do that today, and as soon as the concert ended you went straight to staff and asked for a car back to the hotel. It wasn't long before you were showered, in comfy clothes (one of James' shirts and some shorts) and now opening your phone to check the chaos. that would be your Twitter group chat. “nanitis” was in complete and utter chaos. not only were they crashing out over James and the rest of the members in cowboy hats, but the DMs between you and another person were getting a little insane, thinking of what fics you guys could come up with. But who needs a fic when you have the real thing? at around 11:54 p.m. James walks back into the hotel room, and he's still wearing that outfit from earlier, his polo shirt drenched with sweat, his jeans sticking to his legs in all the right places, and he did in fact have on that leather jacket from before. But as soon as he steps further into the room he swings it off complaining about how it's too hot in the room. That's all before his eyes land on you. “y/n?” Yes like he was surprised you were there yet you had nowhere else to be, “why didn't you join us for dinner? you always—” but before you can even finish this sentence, you cut him off.
“get on the bed.” it's a tone you've never used with him before, and it almost caught him off guard, how low you sound, how pissed you sound. and without even questioning why you sound like that, he makes his way to the bed. Instead of just sitting down. he climbs onto the bed with ease and shifts to the middle of it, immediately putting one knee up and leaning his back against the head board. The other leg spreads out to the side. his arm resting over the knee he has up and to top it off he leans his head back with a lazy smirk coming onto his face that, stupid fucking cowboy hat just angled so perfectly on his head, just barely shading his eyes making them look a little darker than usual., “oh yeah? what now, going to save a horse and ride a cowboy?” his other hand moves to his belt, playing with the buckle almost mindlessly, “c'mon baby. I know you wanna ride…” he says a little too sultry for your liking.
and suddenly you're moving over him, one knee is in between his outspread legs, one hand bracing yourself on his thigh and the other running over his chest. before he can even speak, your lips are on his. The kiss is messy, rough, passionate and deep. There's barely any time to breathe. The hand that was on his knee now moves up to grab your neck and pull you closer, angling the kiss to his liking not caring how you feel. The other one makes its way to run up and down the side of your torso. As soon as the first kiss breaks, he pulls you in for another, not giving you another second to catch your breath. But before you even realize it though, the hand on your neck moves down to grab your own, that's pressing against his chest and then he slowly moves it up. just so it's barely touching the rim of the hat that he's wearing. “Do you like the hat baby?” he asks as he barely breaks away from the kiss, “come on. don't be shy now, if you like it so much then show me that you do.” he demands more than asks. his hand over yours gently guides, moving your hand slowly over the rim of the hat, like he's trying to tease you, trying to get something out of you.
and it works because you straighten up, pulling away just slightly. “maybe i do like the hat jjami…” you move your hand grabbing the string that's supposed to tighten the hat around your face, and you grab and pull. Within seconds, his body is extremely close to yours, the force you pulled at the hat kind of startled him. “but how am i supposed to ride a cowboy if the cowboy is still dressed huh?” and with those words, for the first time and probably the entire relationship, he's red. His eyes widen in shock but he doesn't even have a chance to speak before your hand is undoing his belt and sliding it right out of the loops. Tossing it to the side your hands waste no time moving to unbutton his jeans. But with all of this stop and go, it's getting to him, he grabs your wrists and holds them to your side. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asks low, his voice down an octave you only have ever heard once. “Come on, I think we should have a little more fun first right? I mean you don't get to see me like this every night of your life…” He lets go of your hands and plays with the hat on his head, running his hand over the rim before adjusting it more so you can see his eyes. “We’re in Texas, why don't we go a little wild tonight.” It's more of a statement than an option, and he takes the hat off, slowly, putting it over his heart before lifting it and putting it on your head, then he grabs the string and slowly moves the bead so it tightens against your chin making sure it wont fall off.
His smile is so sickenly sweet before he swiftly moves, his hands reaching your shoulders and pushing you down so your head is near the foot of the bed. One arm is pinned next to your head, the other now tracing lines down your side. The hat on your head covers your vision as it shifts due to the impact of your head and the bed. But this only makes things better for him and he starts kissing down your neck, one hand running up and under your shirt, the other pinning your wrist down. Your free hand runs up and over his chest before moving down to unzip the zipper of his jeans. The heat is practically radiating off him, he still smells like concert smoke and sweat, maybe a hint of the barbeque they had for their meal afterwards. The already hot room and post concert adrenaline seems to be making his mark on him because you could barely see the sweat dripping down his face, or feel how damp his jeans are. But your thoughts are suddenly cut short as you feel him lick a stripe up your neck. You let out a small shriek as he’s never done that before in the entire course of the relationship, yet before it can go on longer he covers your mouth with his hand.
“Be quiet, you know Martin and Juhoon are next door, you don't want them to hear us now, do you gorgeous?” With one hand on your mouth, the other moves and he pulls up the shirt, up and over your head, leaving your bare torso to be exposed to him. With the hat now off your head and on the floor with your shirt you can now see him in his full glory, skin sweaty and glowing under the dim hotel room lighting, his shirt already halfway off as we speak, and his jeans unbuttoned, unzipped and the waistband of his calvin klein boxers showing just barely speak volumes this late at night. And when your eyes trail back up his shirt is off and on the floor, he’s sweating like a lot. And with a swift grab of the remote the air con turns on, yet in the moment, it feels like it won't do a single thing, your body temperature is through the roof, and so is his. And then he's on you, kissing all over your body, up and down, leaving marks in the places where he knows you’ll have to actively try and cover up tomorrow. With his hands now trailing all over, you move and get the feeling back into your wrists before grabbing the waistband of his jeans, and just giving them a gentle tug.
this ends up bringing James back to reality, and he takes in the sight below him, it's beautiful. and before he knows it, he's slipping his own jeans off, though it's hard because of how damp they are. and soon after you're staring at him, and wow, he would be an insane Calvin Klein model. He has the looks, and he looks damn good in a pair of them. especially in this lighting, you just wish you had your camera on you so you could take a few pictures. and just like it's instinct, you're sliding your shorts down, while he bends over the edge of the bed to pick up the cowboy hat. Slowly he's sliding it back over his head, and grabbing the belt that was tossed to the side earlier. “I feel like you know where this is going baby… now be good and put your pretty little head on that pillow for me now would you?” he asks though his tone doesn't make it seem like he is. and just like that you're turned around, head on the pillow. “good, very good, so good for me aren't you?” he purrs out before grabbing your wrists and securing them behind your head with his belt. The sight of him kneeling over you, cowboy hat on, only in his pair of Calvin Klein boxers, the site practically makes you drool, and he can tell he has that kind of effect on you as he slowly trails his hands down your body, making sure that every touch is feather light so it drives you more up every single wall that it can.
“jjami—” you can't even say more than his name before he cuts you off. “shut up and let me look at you before you beg me to fuck you okay, i like to admire my world before i devour it.” woah, okay, shit okay, so you shut up. and he just stares, while slowly moving his hands down your body, slowly, its so slow it's almost like torture. “James please…” you plead before he says “ah ah ah, no, not yet, im not done admiring. if you wanna be good you better shut the fuck up before i make you.” and you're silent again, but that quickly changes as he's back over you, kissing, marking, playing extremely dirty. The small whimpers and whines that escape your lips are almost pathetic as he laughs at each one. The whole situation just ends up turning you on more and more.
“So let me ask you baby….do you wanna ride or not?” he asks, slowly, dragging out each word. “Just answer with yes or no. Nothing else, or you won't get anything tonight.” So with that question hanging in the air, either you ride or nothing, you practically whine out a yes and he's immediately undoing the belt around your wrists, he grabs your waist and turns you around, moving so he's positioned underneath you. His movements are so natural you're almost unaware it's happening until he's grabbing your hips so you're sitting on top of his hips, straddling him. His hips roll up into yours almost subconsciously, like he isn't aware he's doing it, one hand heads to your hip to stabilize you, the other to your neck, bringing you in and kissing you passionately. It's all tongue, and man does he know how to use that thing. His hand runs up your neck and through your hair tugging on it gently to angle you better. But when his hand finally touches where you want it to, the air shifts, and you can expect a wild ride tonight.
what i think making out with juhoon would be like.
wc: short warnings: making out, kissing, tongue on tongue action
• i feel like making out with jju would be a rare occurrence, i feel like he'd be more into sweet kisses and more quality time
• but i feel like he would have those rare moments after a huge event they just played, or if you catch him at an odd time where he would be all for it, maybe even initiating it
• during those times i feel like it goes one of two ways, one, its after a major event they just played, or after an award show and he's running on this huge adrenaline rush, or two, when he hasn't seen you in a while and you catch him at the dorm with his guard down
• for example one im gonna say ur traveling with them for lolla and as soon as the day is over, after they performed and watched some of their favorite artists as well you're back in the hotel room and he walks in and at first he hugs you, then soft sweet kisses, but the adrenaline kicks in and he's suddenly on the bed, you on his lap, making out. His tongue in your mouth, hands on your waist, your hands around his neck
• for example two he's at the dorm for the first time in a decently long time, and he's in his and James shared room alone. soft music playing, maybe the Smiths or the Beatles, just something he can unwind to, and you walk in, and he just caves, he's all over you in a second. you're in his arms, then on his bed, then under him as he kisses all over your face before the makeout starts, one of his hands keeps your wrist down, the other keeps him balanced, one of your hands in his hair making sure the angle is the best it can be and the other grabbing his shirt
• making out with him wouldn't be messy, there wouldn't be teeth clashing or anything rough like that, i feel like he's more focused on making it feel good for you, making it slow, sensual and just pouring all his love that he can into it
• he doesnt really touch all that much during making out either, his hands will find a place that feels natural and just stay there, maybe he'll play with your hair at most
• loves cupping your face first before anything starts because he just wants to admire you and see how your eyes scan him as well
wc: idfk, i dont think there are any active warnings, not proofread
• when traveling from stop to stop in that cramped tour bus he always makes sure you're comfortable no matter what, even if it sacrifices his own comfort
• makes sure you have a seat for each stop, and makes sure its a good one each time because he wants you to be able to enjoy the show like any other fan would
• got you an aisle seat for one of the stops and when they went down the aisles he stopped near where you where and then helds fans hands, yet when he gripped yours he looked you dead in the eyes and held on for just a fraction longer than the other fans, giving it a squeeze before letting go
• makes sure the food backstage is safe for you to eat if you have any restrictions or preferences, he wants you to be fed so he'll do anything to keep you happy and healthy
• during the irving stop he wore a cowboy hat, it made such an impact that you went out before everyone had to leave and bought him his own hat just for you two to enjoy
• if theres a hotel involved just know he'll make sure you're rooming with him, and close by at all times as he doesnt want you to feel ostracized from the group by being in a separate room (he also just always wants to cuddle)
• will mention certain sentences and phrases on stage that you two use together on a daily basis, and do dance moves that you two laugh about together in a room at 2am
• will always make sure to go a little wild on your side of the stage just because he knows for a fact it drives you insane and he'll be all over you later
• swears on stage only cause he knows you like it.
• after a show, and you're backstage with them, even though he's drenched in sweat he will hug you and when you try and push him away he'll just pick you up and spin you around
• bought you his shirt from the tour merch and makes sure you wear it to every show and if you dont he'll get all sulky
where its just you and martin spending the morning in his and the 09 twins room doing absolutely nothing but enjoying each others company.
wc: 427 NOT PROOFREAD | kisses, martin being cute, music sharing, clingy martini
7am is around the time your personal alarm goes off, waking up to the sound of breathing and the lights still off, blackout curtains still closed. Eom and Ahn were currently at their parents places as most members escaped to their families on days off. James and Martin were the only two to stay back this time. And you were the reason he was. Martin was dead asleep, curled up beside you, snoring softly, mouth open in the slightest. Getting up out of his grasp without waking him you open the curtains. The sun peeks in just barely avoiding his face, before you slip right back under the blankets and into his arms. It's not long before he stirs and opens his eyes, them almost immediately finding yours before he smiles softly, burying his head into your neck and shoulder area. "morning gorgeous...." he mumbles slightly pressing gentle almost feather light kisses to your neck. "morning" you reply back simply not pressing anything else. "sleep well?" he asks, and you reply with just a hum as you try and savor the quiet morning. For a while the two of you just don't talk, there's shifts to get more comfortable, soft kisses here and there, a check of the phone before it's put down and attention directed back to either person. The only noises being breathing and James making coffee in the kitchen. "oh i finally listened to that playlist you made mars." you say, "oh did you like it? i tried to put some stuff you'd be into in it because i know sometimes our music tastes conflict." he replies. in return you grab your phone and open it to the playlist, pointing out which ones you liked and some that were okay but just not your taste, and the conversation then flows naturally to new releases and songs you both recently have been in love with. He shows you a demo for the new album they've been working on, you give him pointers and tips on what's great already and what can be improved on. All of this happens while you're cuddled up next to each other, comfy in bed, not a care in the world as tomorrow they have to get right back into packed schedules and soon be off to Europe for a photoshoot, new album concepts or whatever.
But nothing beats these calm mornings where its nothing but you and him, in bed, enjoying each others company before the hectic idol life takes him away from you and your shared peace once again.
im gonna get this post out of the way, i probably wont take requests, but if you wanna comment ideas i dont mind, i will credit you if i end up taking the idea in any way shape or form, i honestly just write on impulse and i will probably be very inconsistent so please bear with me 🚬 but feel free to leave ideas down below
i dont know where im going with this but im on a martin mindset rn so lets ball.
wc: no clue again (short), not proofread, i do this for the love of the game
• definitely loves the height difference, will lean his arm on your head, ask how the weather is down there, and lowkey giggle when you get mad.
• sings and covers your favorite songs because he's a lover boy. like i feel like he would cover "until i found you" by stephen Sanchez and be so nonchalant about it like guitar and all and he'll have that goofy smile on his face
• takes a bunch of candid pictures of you just to put in a photo album and then surprise you with it during an anniversary or something, maybe a video compilation with him singing over it
• plays Minecraft with you whenever he can and he always is the one building the cute houses and he'll always put the two Minecraft beds together cause he thinks its the most romantic thing he can do when he cant see you due to schedules
• speaking of schedules whenever he's too busy or overseas and he cant see you for elongated periods of time i feel like he would send small video clips of him and the members, or just general updates on what he's doing and small things that remind him of you
• leaves you one of his sweatshirts when he travels so you miss him less and you feel like he's with you still
• you two made a build a bear with his voice in it saying stupid shit like "you got games on your phone" or "i miss you more than my freedom" the build a bear is a pokemon one, maybe munchlax cause you both decided it looked like him
• huge playlist maker, will make you a playlist for everything, add songs constantly, and share new music he's been listening to
inspired by the clip of juhoon saying he's the jealous type i have some jealous jju head cannons...
wc: no clue (short), def not proofread. #fuckitweball
• juhoon wouldn't be that jealous with you being around the other members because he trusts them. BUT, if you we're to get a little too close to martin or vise versa he would probably squeeze right in-between you two. Not because he doesn't trust martin but just because thats his homie, and you're his.
• in public he would stay close (not that yall go out in public often anyways) hand holding, maybe a hand around the waist when guiding through a crowded area. And you best know that if any guy comes up to you he's steering you away immediately despite if you wanted to buy anything.
• calls, texts, and location checking when you're out. Not in an oppressive or overbearing way, he just wants to know what you're up to. Making sure you're with friends that he knows and trusts. He just cares.
• would get a little (lot) jealous if he found out you were listening or stanning other groups cause he's a rookie idol and he'll be confused if cortis is making good enough music (they are), especially if you fangirl over another male idol, ESPECIALLY in the same company. You talk about Jaehyun's part in Viral? He'll sulk.
• Rarely lets you come to the company building to watch them practice or record, because he's scared another idol or a trainee will steal you away from him.
•Don't read fanfics around him, and definitely don't fawn over actors, jju is still young so he will still feel a little jealous if you put your attention on someone more experienced and popular than him.
