synopsis ⇢ (request) late at night, the only thing nagyung wants is her two babies.
the only cure for a long restless day was time spent in bed. bonus points if the bed was not yours, and instead, belonged to someone dear to you.
nights with nagyung always felt like a distant dream, one you would have daily until it came true.
nights with nagyung always seemed impossible. your schedules weren’t the only thing incompatible. your lives were incompatible. she was an idol, praised on the big stage by thousands while you were only an ordinary person getting through your average life. you two were never meant to cross paths like this.
but you did.
and because you did, you could find yourself in her bed when her schedule finally died down, when her group finally received a break and were given the luxury of doing absolutely nothing in their dorm. you could find yourself greeting her members, who were always delighted to see you.
even with all the obstacles you overcame in your relationship with nagyung, you still found yourself upset as you laid on your side to face her.
a pout grew on your lips as you watched your lover pay more attention to your furbaby than you. you watched as nagyung cooed at her nestled in between your bodies as her fingers massaged the back of your cat’s head. if you had known your child would be your greatest competition, you would have considered leaving her at home.
you knew you could never do that though. nagyung adored your cat, all of the members did. the moment she stepped into the dorm, she was treated like royalty, even if she was already pampered so much at home with you. after a long day, your girlfriend deserved anything that made her happy, even if it meant that you would be deprived of affection.
you finally made eye contact with her as she averted her attention from your cat, realizing the expression your lips were making. in the darkness, you could see how her eye grew wide, filled with worry about what caused you to feel this way.
“are you okay?” she whispered, trying to not cause a disturbance as she knew some of the members might have been trying to sleep.
too embarrassed to admit you were jealous of your cat, you only shook your head with no further explanation. “what’s wrong?”
you didn’t know how to explain yourself. it felt ridiculous being upset over such a small matter. there was really nothing to be upset about. you should have been happy that nagyung was finally able to meet with your cat again, but deep down, you wanted to be happy that nagyung was finally able to meet you.
“it’s silly,” you finally admitted, not being able to meet her in the eyes.
“nothing’s silly if it’s bothering you, love,” she reassured, reaching over for your shoulder when you tried to lay on your back to avoid her.
when she did those things, how could you not spill every emotion? “it’s just,” you began.
before you knew it, you began whining about the situation, all of your upset feelings overflowing. “nakko!! i’ve been waiting to meet with you for so long, but now my cat gets more affection than me!”
your ears grew red when nagyung began laughing at your outburst, but they soon cooled when your girlfriend gave her answer. “you should have just said that! i can give you all the love you want!”
she pulled you in closer, further trapping your cat in between your bodies. she meowed as a response, surprised by the sudden physical affection. in the close proximity, both you and your cat were trapped by nagyung’s hold, her arms pressed firmly against your back and her legs becoming tangled in yours. the warmth spread through your body, both from her close hold and the tender love being given to you. it only became warmer when your cat began to rub herself under your chin, making you laugh at the ticklish feeling.
her lips planted a kiss on your forehead, sealing her love for you once again. even without any more words, you were able to enjoy the night in her arms. whenever you were in them, you felt protected, knowing she would always be there for you.
you only wish that the best medicine in the world could one day compare to a night with lee nagyung.
warnings ⇢ mentions of food & eating, very sweet (literally)
word count ⇢ 2063
synopsis ⇢ as a student, jiheon knows what it’s like to be stressed during final exams, so she decides to come over with a sweet surprise.
you slammed your head on the table, a loud thump spreading through your empty apartment. your roommates were out partying late at night again, both of them being business majors who rarely had to worry as much as you on their final exams. whenever you tried to talk to them about your stress and worries for the future, they would try to convince you to pursue something different where your mind would not always be occupied with studying for the exam you had in a week or the lab homework you had to finish before your 8 a.m. lab.
despite how much you complained about your coursework, you never listened to them. you loved spending time in the lab, studying the latest specimen the professor had laid out under the microscope. you were so interested in what life in a lab coat had in store for you from the experiences you had already been granted.
though, during these times, you wished your younger self never found so much interest in science and all of its mysteries. you swore if you had to learn about another bacteria present in everyday life, the pain in your brain would grow to be worse than the one growing on your forehead from your defeated faceplant on the table. rubbing the spot as you lifted your head up, your eyes focused back on the screen in front of you. you tried to decipher the words on the screen, eyes moving to the notecard in front of you when you couldn’t comprehend the words. it seemed the hit to your head hindered your ability to understand what you had written, not that you could make sense of it before.
you closed your laptop before you pushed your chair away from your desk, deciding that you deserved a break after using up all the strength your brain had studying for this final. now your problem was about what exactly you could do. more times than not, you used this break time with your roommates, either playing mario kart on the nintendo switch or watching a couple episodes of the tv show you three were currently watching together.
with nothing else to do, you wound up in the kitchen, rummaging through the refrigerator and cupboards for anything you could eat before you returned to your studies. unfortunately, there were limited items in the pantry. one of your roommates probably forgot to buy groceries, so now you had to face the repercussions while they were probably enjoying some food. delicious or not, you were sure the alcohol would make anything they consume astronomically better. you debated having some yourself, knowing that your roommates often stored liquor in the apartment. however, when you remembered the copious amount of material you still had to go over, you decided against it, opting for a cup of coffee instead.
as you put the pod inside the keurig, you heard the doorbell ring. raising an eyebrow, you made your way over to the door, wondering who could be there at this time. it was past normal visiting hours, but it was still far too early for either of your roommates to be home. peeking out of the peephole, you spied on the person who was waiting patiently at your door. recognizing the person, you immediately pulled open the door, causing the person behind it to jump.
“jiheon,” you breathed, not believing that she was right there in front of you, backpack slung over her shoulder and holding a mysterious box.
“surprise!” she greeted, pushing her way into your apartment.
you watched as she set the box in her hands onto the counter before opening her hands up for a hug. you sighed, knowing that you could never deny your girlfriend of her wants, even if you were a little disappointed in her at the moment.
“you shouldn’t have came. it’s dangerous coming over here at night,” you scolded as you wrapped your arms around her, holding her as if you had almost lost her to whoever may be lurking in your shady neighborhood.
“you’re always worried for no reason. i didn’t come alone!” she defended, “chaeyoung and nagyung came with me, and they have each other going back. no one’s getting hurt around here.”
you shook her head at her explanation. you were just glad she was safe. if something happened to her while she was trying to come to you, you didn’t know what you would do. you would probably fail your final though as you would be worried too much about her to even study. seeing how the keurig’s stream of coffee had stopped, you retrieved your french roast.
“coffee?” you offered her, already beginning to shuffle through the random assortment of pods stored in the drawer.
she clapped her hands together in excitement. “ooh! that’s actually perfect! do you have the one i drank last time i was here? that one was really good!”
you tried to remember the last time she had come over to your apartment when your roommates were around. they had offered her one of their flavored lattes, so you figured that was what she had drinken. you knew she wasn’t much of a plain roast person. neither were you, but it helped keep you up better than your roommates’ lattes.
“caramel mocha latte?” you read from the pod you picked up, “is this the one?”
she nodded in response, so you put it into the keurig, replacing yours that was soon thrown in the trash. you went through the cupboards to find her cup, the cup that was meant for her because it perfectly matched yours. a year ago, you had gotten it as a gift at a secret santa you attended, not thinking the cups would ever be put to good use, but here they were.
“so…why did you decide to come over,” you asked as you leaned on the counter. you took a sip of your coffee, seemingly forgetting about all the laws of temperature while trying to start a casual conversation. turning your head and sticking your tongue out, you attempted to let the cool air reach the tastebuds you may have burnt off.
she shrugged. “thought you could use some company. i saw your roommates earlier, and they said you were stuck at home studying for an exam, so i figured i could study with you.”
jiheon was as studious as ever. you knew from experience she preferred to study alone, however. both of you did, opting to stay away from each other until exams were over to prevent any distractions. you were quite surprised by her response, but you weren’t about to complain about having some company. you loved hearing things in the background to reassure you weren’t alone, even if the only sound you would hear was her soft breathing.
“then i guess you really need this coffee,” you joked as you pulled the mug off its spot, handing the freshly made cup of caffeine to her.
“thank you.”
she took the cup into her hands, the warmth beginning to spread through her hands. it was much needed on a cold night like this where any sane person would rather be curled up in their blankets watching a movie instead of catching up on the different classes of antibiotics and which infections they can help recover.
jiheon followed your gaze onto the box she had set on the counter, realizing those eyes of yours were asking a question of their own. “i baked cupcakes for us,” she explained, opening the box to reveal an array of amateurly iced desserts, “they look kind of ugly since i don’t bake often, but i can assure you they taste great!”
though the cupcakes could never compare to ones found in the high-end bakeries surrounding the campus, they had a special beauty to them. this special beauty originated from the one who made them with such care and love, rubbing off her own beauty onto them.
nothing could be more beautiful to you than the things jiheon made with her delicate hands. you’ve kept every single present jiheon had ever made for you. from the portrait she made when you two were in middle school to the teddy bear she tried to sew last christmas. you cherished everything your girlfriend made, for every piece would have her tender love tucked away into it.
“no,” you asserted, “they look great.”
you never missed the way her eyes lit up whenever you reassured her the projects she deemed failures were never actually failures. she appreciated knowing that if no one appreciated her works, you would.
you picked up one of the cupcakes. the pink frosting hung over the sides, marking your fingers with the sweet cream. peeling back the wrapper, you attempted to take a bite of both the cake and frosting for the perfect bite. however, your nose dipped into the frosting, creating a dollop as you pulled away.
this elicited a giggle from jiheon, who tried her best to hide how she was laughing at you by placing her right hand over her mouth. it wasn’t very effective though, considering how over the years you studied the way her eyes would crinkle into an eye smile every time she felt remotely happy. you gave her a joking glare with your arms crossed after you placed the cupcake down. she pulled her hand away and placed her cup down to grab a napkin from the side, revealing her wide smile that showed off her gums.
“sorry,” she apologized as she brought the paper towel to your nose, pinching it to wipe off the frosting completely. “so, did the cupcake taste alright?”
you were about to open your mouth to give your genuine answer, but something else came to mind. “why don’t you find out?”
confused by your strange response, jiheon reached over for another cupcake to have a taste herself. however, before she was able to do so, you held her face and pulled her to look at you. her expression began to mix between the confusion of your answer and love as she stared into your eyes. without another thought, you pulled her into a kiss, hoping the reminiscence of the cupcake’s taste would transfer as your lips molded together.
you two stayed like that for a moment, taking in the affection both of you were deprived of while studying for exams. this was exactly why you two never wanted to see each other through your important exams. once it began, you two never seemed to want to pull away from each other, as if the other would disappear the moment you disconnected.
as you placed your hand on her back, prepared to continue for a while longer, a loud sound came from your phone. both of you pulled away. you cursed at your habit of always setting alarms for your breaks to make sure you never strayed away from your studies for too long. you sighed as you pressed the button to grant the room with silence again.
“i guess that’s our cue to begin our studying.” jiheon remarked as she gathered her bag from the chair, “if we finish early, we can continue.”
she was right. both of you had a long night ahead, so it was in your best interest to begin your session as soon as possible. you still had yet to process what you had been unable to comprehend on your notecard earlier.
“i suppose you have a point,” you surrendered before picking up the cupcake to finish. in another two bites, it was gone, and you felt the energy coming back to you in the form of caffeine and sugar.
both of you grabbed onto your cups from the counter, bringing them back to your room. you cleared half of your large desk, which had been scattered with countless papers filled with notes, and pulled another chair to it. jiheon sat down comfortably, setting her backpack to the side before pulling out her ipad and textbook. after you two cracked your knuckles in unison, you both were ready to conquer a couple long hours of studying.
before you did though, there was something on your mind.
“so, how did the cupcake taste?”
“it was sweet, but i can’t tell if that was the cupcake, or if that was just you.”
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