#(.jay)

[simpjaes]

just saw my life flash before my eyes

[8turning]

⌕ . . . park jay — 02:49 !

bf ! park jay x gn ! reader ★ fluff. comfort. slice of life. established relationship ★ wc 768 ★ warnings: petname seong. let me know if i missed anything!

n. apologies for disappearing, i fell a little ill but am now slowly getting back!! thank you for your patience ♡

— this is a reposted fic from my old blog! this fic is not stolen.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀〈 REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED ! 〉

you barely had enough strength in your body to push open the door of your shared apartment, but knowing you could not sleep comfortably outside was enough motivation to walk the last few steps into your comfortable home.

working later shifts came with a few advantages, one of them being very little traffic on the commute both to and back home since you arrived and left at odd hours. and as time went on where you worked later, you've come to the conclusion that that is truly the only advantage.

the apartment was warm - the temperature outside incredibly low due to the late hour - and it felt as if tension was melting off of your shoulders the longer you stayed in the space.

you take a deep breath in, finally allowing yourself to relax as you set your keys and bag down, discarding your jacket to the couch to worry about once you awoke.

although the rest of your home was succumbed to darkness, the faint moonlight that shone through your windows was enough for you to navigate with. being extra cautious to keep the sound of your footsteps to a minimum, you make your way down the hall, your bedroom door cracked open the slightest bit, indicating to you that it wasn't vacant.

with your palm against the cold metal of the doorknob, you push the entryway open and can make out the vague silhouette of your boyfriend, already under the covers and on his side, waiting for you. his soft snoring filled the room along with the low volume of a random show on the television that he usually fell asleep to.

you smile at the sight, your fatigue becoming increasingly difficult to ignore as you make your way to the edge of the bed, unable to help yourself from resting your palm against his flushed skin.

leaning over, you kiss his forehead, pulling away to change into your sleepwear quickly; it wasn't often you and jay could sleep in the same bed due to his schedule being demanding of his time - and now with your updated work plan - nights like these only became more and more scarce.

the feeling of the soft fabric on your skin instantly soothed you, resting your phone on the bedside table as you took extra care in getting into bed without disturbing your lover.

for a moment after you settle next to him, head resting against the plush pillow facing him, you believe you had succeeded in keeping his slumber at peace - that was until you saw a tired smile spread across his lips, eyes opening the smallest bit to see if he actually felt you next to him or if it was just a side effect of his tired mind.

to his pleasure, you weren't an illusion, his smile only growing wider at the realization as his arms snake around you. "why didn't you wake me?" he grumbles, speaking into the crown of your head as he pulls you into his chest, carding his legs between yours to be as close to you as he could.

"you need to sleep, seong," you reply, arms tightening around his torso before you feel the vibration of a hum erupt from his chest. "let's just rest, okay?"

you feel as he nods, pulling away and bringing a single hand to your cheek to hold you in his palm, much like you had done to him moments ago.

in the dim light from the television, you could barely make out his soft smile, eyes already threatening to close as he leans down, a gentle kiss being pressed to your lips.

you could tell he was tired, lips moving slowly against yours as he gave you everything he could offer at the moment - and for you, that was enough.

"goodnight," he begins once he pulls back, his chin returning to its usual place on top of your head while your cheek presses against his chest. "i love you, y/n."

"i love you, too, seong," you reply, a smile on your face as you pull him impossibly closer, hands gripping at the back of his shirt as you feel his breathing and heartbeat even out.

his tired form held you close, the embrace he kept you in comfortable as you listened to the dull sound of the television, the atmosphere calming. you could only hope that more nights like this would come.

if working nights meant you could come home and sleep like this each and every evening, you might start to believe there were two advantages to having to endure such late shifts.

© 8turning 2023.

[hooned]

wow...just freaking WOW!!! YOURE SO TALENTED IM LITERALLY CRYING OVER YOUR SONG 😭😭 its so beautiful and emotional and im just feeling a lot of things rn 😔❤ but seriously tho!!! that was so good!!!! im so happy that you shared it with us and even though we dont know each other im still proud of youuu ❤❤ now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to listen to it 10 more times because its just THAT good 🤩🤩💜💜

jaay!! hello, love!! 💙 oh nooo, you are so cuute 🥺 thank u so so much. i saw your reblog and my heart just really constricted with too much adoration 🥺 thank youu thank youuu, love!! sending u all my love, always!! 🌷

[captain2cool4skool]

I’m posting another picture of my mom because I CAN. Also because for the first time in ages all three Bouvier brothers were together at the same time. Bless this woman for raising three ridiculous boys without losing a bit of patience with us.

[simpjaes]

he doesn't even care about the impact of this

[simpjaes]

hear me out: jay and jake kissing to “practice for girls”..

warning: jayke want each other. some context: the one where Jay and Jake are assigned to be roommates on campus for their sophomore year of college. after months of lying to each other about getting around in terms of sex, they both realize they're entirely at a loss, virgins, and...they need practice before actually trying to live up to their own lies.

"Bullshit, you're a virgin." Jay argues at his roommate over shitty $10 vodka, narrowing his eyes at him. "I know a virgin when I fucking see one." Jake narrows his eyes right back, feeling both too seen and entirely insulted. Of course he's a fucking virgin, why else would he be sitting here, with this bitch of a man on a saturday night when there's dozens of parties raging about on campus?! "Okay, fine." Jake admits it, glaring harder. "What about you, Mister "i-had-two-girls-at-once? Hm?" Jay avoids eye contact, a clear sign of a liar. "Me?!" He asks back. "The audacity." Jake cuts him off. "Admit it. Neither of us have so much as even kissed a fucking girl, I can tell. All virgins can clock another fucking virgin and you know it." Silence. That's all the answer Jake needed. ・・・・・・・・・・・・・・ Jake isn't sure why, but he expected it to feel...rougher? more, like, manly?

But no, it's soft, it's warm, it's nothing like he expected. Even bringing his hand up to touch the soft cheek, to even run his fingers through his hair, all of it feels soft. "Woah." Jake whispers when Jay pulls back, looking away from him and scratching at the back of his own neck. "Was that good?" Jay comments in an even smaller voice, avoiding eye contact. Embarrassed, a bit elated. Fuck if Jake knows what's good and what isn't. There wasn't any tongue or anything, just like, a really long kiss. Some slight movement of the lips, but definitely not what he's seen in porn. "I don't know." He shrugs, looking at his roommate. "What about me? Was I good?" Jay shrugs, finally looking at him. "Is this...weird?" And at the same time he says it, Jake speaks out. "Can we try it with tongue?" Jay scraps his previous question. Practice is practice, and it doesn't seem like Jake was paying attention anyway. "Oh, um-" His face feels hot as he looks at the man, with lips plusher, bigger than his own. "Yeah, I mean- do you want to?" Jake nods eagerly, already licking his lips, sitting on the couch, skewed so awkwardly to the side just to wait for Jay to meet his lips again. And when it does happen, he's not really sure what takes over his body. Arguably, Jay isn't sure either. Because the second tongue is introduced..um...is this even practice anymore? Why does everything feel so natural? Why is he...why is he getting hard? And when Jake pulls him onto his lap, seemingly lost in the moment, eyes squeezed shut as if pretending Jay is that pretty girl from one of his gen-ed classes, Jay realizes he's not the only one getting into it. That drives him further, it drives Jake further too. With messy tongues, sloppy drooling and even slight grunts, slight moans...it's no longer practice. It's like that for a few moments before Jay questions himself too harshly, pulling back with a breath and looking at Jake. His cheeks are so pink, lips so puffy...god, is he attracted to this absolute, fucking embarrassing ass loser? "Why'd you stop?" Jake tilts his head, furrowing his brows in confusing. "I think that was good, I think we're doing good." Yeah. Jay's attracted to him. "Wait-" Jay calls out, looking around the room before motioning to the position they're in. "Isn't this...gay?" Jake tilts his head even further. "You like it?" Jay stares at him. "A little bit." And then they just- well. Hours pass, probably, as Jay kisses him. Surely they're both ready by now to fuck all those girls. There's a new, glaring issue though. It keeps happening. Every night. They don't even use this knowledge elsewhere, just on each other. Growing harder, harder, fucking aching for touch.

Jay wonders, weeks later, who will be the first to break that boundary. He wonders if there's even a boundary at this point, actually.

[simpjaes]

Jay having a sweet innocent girlfriend.

Jay teaching that sweet innocent girlfriend.

Jay corrupting his sweet innocent girlfriend.

You’re the sweet innocent girlfriend.

I think jay would be gentle if he had a sweet, innocent girlfriend. It's not that she doesn't know what sex entails, or that she hasn't dabbled, it's mostly the fact that he's you first and, hopefully, only.

i think he'd boast, get a huge ego out of getting you off with minimal effort due to the inexperience, always whispering the sweetest things just to make sure you'd never even consider another person to be better than him ;o; like he'd lock you in fully and keep you forever, and he'd only get better and better too.

i also think he would take pride in the fact that his body is the only one you know how to please. lord, that shit would drive him INSANEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Though, what i will say is that while he WOULD be gentle to start, he'd eventually show all of his twisted little fetishes and kinks, inviting you into it, teaching you, essentially training you to only know him, at the end of the day.

and u know what? You'd enjoy it, even when he's rough, even when he's grabbing you harshly, seething against your lips how he'd never share you with anyone, how you're his, how you're too good for anyone else.