i hate to be a trend follower but damn he do be shy! like i just think he would be so shy and cute until he really gets to know you.
at first he feels like he has to be cool and impress you but after you get closer he’s more comfy and acts like himself.
he probably doesn’t confess to you until he knows for sure you like him tbh. like chenle has to infiltrate your friendship with jaemin and get all the 411 before he feels comfortable telling you he likes you.
then all bets are off. like he might just pull a park seojoon and give you the romantic confession of your dreams but it’s probably kind of a mess (an adorable mess but a mess nonetheless).
once you’re dating, he would be much more comfortable around you. he gets a little touchier too, but not too much. mostly he just likes being around you. like to him whatever he may be doing is better with you there too.
he really doesn’t call you that many nicknames. or if he does, they’re inside jokes between you. he really likes making you laugh. he just loves the sound of it. hearing it always makes him smile and feel so proud of himself because it’s like * i made him/her do that. (s)he laughed like that because of me * and afterwards he just glows.
he will take this to his grave, but tbh he really loves it when you wear his clothes. he just likes being bigger than you. he’s always comparing hand sizes with you and getting things down from high places when you can’t reach.
seeing you cry would make him so uncomfortable at first. he doesn’t know what to do and he kind of panics. like all he wants to do is wipe the tears off your cheeks, but what if you don’t want him to touch you? so it might take a while for him to figure it out but once he learns what you need to calm down and feel better he gets so good at it. like you don’t even have to say anything and he’s already got you.
CUTE NICKNAMES YOU USE
jellybean — an inside joke referencing an unfortunate series of events in which you choked on a jellybean and jisung almost called an ambulance.
princess — used when you’re being mildly irritating but he still loves you but you’re being a little brat and should def shut up but he still. loves. you. 🙃
y/nnie (or some play on your name) — by far the most common. like he probably calls you this more than your real name. over time it’s just become a habit.
FAVORITE DATE
one of your favorite things to do together is visit this botanical garden in your city. it’s so pretty, especially in the early morning or during golden hour and you guys take a lot of pictures together there. sometimes you go in the morning and then get brunch or breakfast afterwards at the café across the street. other times you just get street food and walk around looking at the pretty plants and the butterflies which like to follow you around. jisung likes to tease you and say that they think you’re a giant walking flower.
It was already evening, the sun beginning its journey into nightfall, and as impossible as it may sound, Haechan was starting to run out of conversation topics with you today. Eyeing around his room, the bracelet making set he used to use catches his attention. Offering the activity of making a bracelet for one another, he fights the blood rushing to his cheeks at the thought of you wearing something he made just for you, and vice versa.
You’re both lost in concentration, music playing in the background as the two of you are hard at work on your bracelets. The occasional break is taken when a good song comes on, causing a mini karaoke session. Haechan’s sister comes over at one point, wondering what all the ruckus was about, and you all have a nice chat until she gets called over by another sibling, instilling the calmer atmosphere once again.
“Alright, I think I’m done!” You smile as you inspect your finished work: a mix of yellow and clear beads recreating Haechan’s sunny disposition adorning the jewelry, accompanied by a dangling charm with a smiling sun and alphabet beads that read “Fullsun” in the middle, in reference to one of his favorite nicknames. Your joy is short-lived as you look over and see Haechan putting the finishing touches on his miniature masterpiece, a silent gasp hanging in the air upon your dropped jaw.
“What do you think? Is it- hey are you alright?” Haechan furrows his brow in confusion at the look on your face, innocently unaware that he was the reason behind it.
“It’s… wow.” Words escape you as your eyes take in the beauty that was your soon-to-be bracelet: shimmery gold-plated metallic beads accompanied by smaller black dots, with letters spelling out “My Sunflower” and a beautiful dangling charm to match. How funny that despite having very similar ideas, somehow his artistry still manages to shine through the simple bead set, making it look like something much fancier than common craft store supplies. “I really get to wear that?” You break from your musings and collect enough brainpower to express your gratitude, enveloping both Haechan and the bracelet in an excited bear hug.
Trying and failing to suppress the heat reaching up to his ears at your reaction, Haechan places feather-light kisses all over your face, mumbling about how precious you were and how lucky he is to have you. You place your bracelet upon his wrist, and he does the same for you, holding your hand for just a beat too long before sealing the deal with a princely kiss above your palm.
“You know, most boyfriends have to buy jewelry, but I just made you the best bracelet in the world,” Haechan jests, his nasal laugh filling your ears as he grins from ear to ear.
“You know, you just might be right about that,” you mutter softly, leaning your head on his shoulder as you both continue eyeing the beautiful accessories upon your interlocked hands.
Pairing: Jaehyun x reader (g.neutral)
Genre: romance/tooth-rotting fluff
Word count: 704
Summary: A day at the beach with your boyfriend Jaehyun to celebrate the end of dreaded finals season.
Warnings: None. Well, not unless you don’t like the beach..or would prefer to never hear the word finals again. (#honestlyamoodthough)
✎ A/N: I’m.. honestly not entirely fond of this tbh.. and the ending was kinda lame and super cheesy- ....and yes the title is a pun on snow angels but w/ sand
↳ I originally posted this on my blurbs sideblog but decided to import it here.
It was late June when Jaehyun finally had a break from his hectic school schedule, having had to take summer term courses whereas you’d opted out. You both decided to celebrate your newfound freedom (at least until the inevitable bite of reality once again come autumn) by going to one of your favorite escapes, the beach.
Jaehyun set up the umbrella while you prepared the chairs and secured all your supplies. It was rather quiet, with not too many people out, likely due to it being rather early on a weekday, only adding to the sense of much-needed serenity. Taking in the breeze, you feel two toned arms wrap around your center, feeling a fluffy mass of pink hair tickle your neck as Jaehyun rests his chin against your shoulder. You two stand in silence for a moment, simply enjoying the therapeutic aroma that is the beauty of nature, before he breaks the silence.
“Thank you for today, angel,” he murmurs, pulling you in closer against him, eyes closing at the touch of your hand running through his hair.
“Any time, baby, I know how much you needed to de-stress after your finals,” you smile brightly at him, simply content with being able to provide him some sunshine after a multitude of rainy days. Reluctantly peeling yourself away from Jaehyun, you strip down into your swim wear, with him then following suit. “Last one to the water has to pay for dinner!” you tease, dashing off with a head start to the waves, leaving behind any and all of Jaehyun’s complaints of unfair play. The warm sand crunches beneath your feet as you flock to the cool water much like the way a child might. It isn’t until you’re already in the water that you realize he’d never run after you, walking slowly as he took in his favorite views: the ocean, and you. He swims over to where you had been waiting for him, ticking your side with a dimpled grin. “How come you didn’t even try to beat me?” you pout, feeling unsatisfactory with your silly victory.
“You bring me all the way out to the beach and think you’re paying for dinner too? Letting you win meant that you had no way of trying to get out of letting me treat you this time,” his grin turns mischievous as the wheels in your head turn to process the revelation.
“You!” you start, unable to finish your sentence due to befuddlement. You’re only able to laugh it off though, knowing all too well how cunning your boyfriend was. “Bold of you to assume I’m not more interested in the snack in front of me,” you jest flirtatiously, causing Jaehyun’s ears to turn red as he laughs along with you, the sound so melodious it drowns out the crashing waves around your bodies.
It was then, in that moment, swimming with your boyfriend as the light illuminated and caressed every inch of his being that you wondered how you ever got so truly blessed to have someone like him in your life. And it was then, as the shadows he cast upon your form allowed him to truly take in your beautiful smile once more, that he lost his breath to the wonder that was you. He never stopped making you feel loved, he made sure of that, but sometimes he wondered if there was any way words could convey the way his heart skipped a beat at your laughter. Or the way he wished he could keep the feeling of your kisses in a bottle around his neck for the bad days. Or even the way he knows he can’t possibly love you any more and yet… on days like today, where with bare minimum effort he falls in love with your radiance all over again. It’s what brings him to understand why so many people write songs, make movies, and write novels about love.
Jaehyun would give up anything in this world to make you happy, because that’s just the kind of person he is. And you would go to the depths of the earth to keep Jaehyun happy, and perhaps that’s why you two fit so well together after all.
When it’s that time of the month and you’re supposed to have a movie date with Kun, yet you don’t even feel like leaving the house. Luckily, your boyfriend is literally the sweetest person on Earth.
♥ Pairing: boyfriend!Kun x reader
♥ Genre: literally the fluffiest fluff ever
♥ Words: 1.7k
♥ A/N: Shout out to everyone who has to deal with PMS or anything uncomfortable while it’s that time of the month! We rock, girls!
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You knew Kun knew something was off.
He knew it when you ate a whole plate of lasagne with a veggie salad and French fries on the side, a scoop of triple chocolate ice cream and a bar of chocolate the day before. He knew it when you tossed and turned in bed all night, not being able to sleep. He knew it from the way you dragged yourself to the bathroom in the morning, hands over your stomach, your face is puffy – and it wasn’t because of crying. He knew it when you cursed under your breath when you came out of the bathroom.
Yet, you tried to play it cool and brush off his attentive questions. You persisted that you were totally okay and that he couldn’t do anything to help you anyway. You were a tough, badass amazon, not some whiny little mochi who would throw a tantrum at the first subtle sign of PMS (although you felt the urge to throw a tantrum, not knowing the reason, you just wanted to yell at somebody… or punch someone in the face… both sounded awesome).
However, after eating a whole lot of chocolate waffles in the morning (with more chocolate sauce on top), your stomach already displaying the pregnant belly effect, you couldn’t keep it a secret anymore; you knew you had to tell him the truth. You were supposed to go on a movie date before noon and then have lunch together somewhere around the cinema, but your cramps were so horrible that you didn’t feel like leaving a house. You didn’t even feel like moving your pinkie finger. You wanted to lay down all day and sleep. Knowing that your sleeping schedule was messed up anyway when it was that time of the month, you knew it wouldn’t happen, but hope was the only thing that prevented you from having a mental breakdown at times like this.
“Honey!” you cooed a pitch higher than usual as you made your way to the living room where Kun was reading a magazine. Your boyfriend looked up with his sparkly, caramel-brown eyes and gave you the sweetest, most reassuring smile ever that could turn your legs into jelly in a matter of seconds.
“Yes?” he hummed, indicating that he was listening to you. You started playing with the hem of your old-worn Disney pyjamas (the one that you got from him for Christmas), not knowing how to confess him. It wasn’t like he was uncomfortable around the topic. He was aware of women’s struggles, but you usually didn’t show any sign of weakness when it came to your period. However, your PMS was acting up more than usual and you realized there was no point in hiding your pain anymore.
“Do you think we can postpone the movie date?” you suggested with a forced smile, hoping that it would work on him. You should have known better that Kun wouldn’t let it slide.
“Of course.” He nodded right away, his gentle, soothing voice laced with worry. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?” He squinted his eyes as if he was looking for any possible injuries and immediately rose from his sitting position. He was a bit taller than you like this than you, but you never minded being the small one until you could put your head on his shoulder when you wanted to.
“It’s just that I’m on my period and I don’t feel like leaving the flat. I have cramps and my stomach and face are both bloated, so I’ve thought we could just stay here and watch a movie here instead,” you confessed a bit coyly, feeling more vulnerable than usual.
You were afraid that Kun would take it to heart but the affectionate smile of his immediately put your mind at ease.
“That sounds lovely,” he gave in, reaching for your hand to squeeze it gently. You were so touched by his reaction, you didn’t think that he would be so supportive even though you knew Qian Kun was literally an angel sent from Heaven. “Is there anything I can do for you?” he inquired, his almond-shaped eyes shining with fondness. If you had been a bit more emotional, you would have given him a big bear hug right away but luckily mood swings were out of the question this time.
“No, thank you. It’s enough for me that you’ll stay with me.”
“I’ll look up some recipes that may help to ease your pain and then I’ll cook something for lunch, okay?” Kun suggested with a proud grin.
“That would be awesome. Thank you!” You gave him a thankful smile in return and intertwined your fingers with his delicate ones. His skin was always so smooth, it was similar to a baby’s skin – soft and squishy. You couldn’t help but blush a bit when you held his hands. It may have been a small gesture of love but you sure loved holding hands with his.
“Ah, don’t thank me. I just want you to feel better.” He gave another squeeze of your hand before he retreated to his own room to look for some recipes while you plopped down on the couch in the living room, turning on the tv and watching an episode of a recent Korean drama. You were pretty sure you hadn’t seen any episode of that particular show, yet you couldn’t care less. You needed something to distract you from the fervent monster in your stomach that was kicking your stomach walls from the inside.
Fifteen minutes passed by and you got yourself a heating pad and a pillow – one for your stomach, one to grab (and sometimes punch) while you were waiting for the second male lead to confess to the girl. During this time, you heard Kun talking to himself – something that he always did when he was doing something he put his whole heart into – and you assumed he was hesitating which meal to make. In the end, he spent another fifteen minute or so searching for the right recipe before he scurried out of his room, exclaiming that he found the perfect soup for menstrual cramps.
The next two hours were spent with you watching the Korean drama’s double episodes and going to the bathroom whenever you felt the urgent need to pee while Kun was preparing lunch for both of you. Judging by the smells that filled the living room, you were pretty sure the food would taste amazing, so you weren’t surprised when you sat down to eat his broccoli and barley soup because it tasted just right.
“Oh my gosh, it’s so good, Kun! I love it! It’s so delicious,” you complimented him wholeheartedly after the first taste. He must have put some mysterious Chinese herbs in the liquid because you were pretty sure you hadn’t tasted anything like this before even though he was the one who cooked for you two.
It wasn’t that you hated cooking, in fact you loved spending time in the kitchen, yet Kun was more skilled and more enthusiastic when it came to preparing meals, so it was either only him cooking or him with your assistance.
“I’m glad you like it,” he commented with that satisfied smile of his that he always had when you were eating well, and it was his food that you were eating. He was full of affectionate and care and cooking was another way he could show just how much he cared about you.
Needless to say, after finishing a bowl of the soup, you helped yourself to another serving. However, after finishing the second bowl, your stomach was still craving for more but something sweet instead.
“Are you full, dear?” Kun raised an eyebrow in question as he looked at your second finished bowl.
“Well…” You chuckled nervously, knowing that the typical menstrual full-but-still-could-eat-more feeling was something he would never experience. “Yeah, I just want some chocolate.”
“You’re lucky you had a boyfriend who can read your mind because I’ve also prepared some chocolate chip cookies,” he announced excitedly, clapping his hands like he was about to present something in front of middle school children. You could swore that you smelled something chocolate-y while you were watching that drama and you assumed that he was working on something other than the soup because he spent more than two hours in the kitchen.
Nonetheless, you were just as happy as he was when he put a tray of cookies on the table. You gulped as you looked at those gorgeous chocolate chip cookies and you knew too well those wouldn’t stay untouched for long.
“Oh gosh, I love you!” You beamed idly, almost tearing up at the gorgeous treats.
“Are you saying it to the cookies or me?” Kun teased you with a childish giggle that could make you swoon. He was the sweetest human being on Earth and you had a hard time believing you were so lucky that you could call him your boyfriend.
“Both.” You laughed out loud. “I love you and I love the cookies, but I love the cookies only because you were the one who made them,” you added cheekily, earning a content grin from him. Gosh, the way his eyes sparkled when he was satisfied!
You were sure that it was way better than going on a movie date no matter how much you dreaded telling him about your cramps.
“I love you too.” He looked at you lovingly, reaching for your hand to interlace your fingers. You looked back at him, your insides bursting of love and gracefulness, making you more emotional than you intended to be. This time, you knew it wasn’t just because of your PMS.
Having a boyfriend like Qian Kun made you feel lucky and thankful every single day you spent together with him.
summary: on a rainy day doyoung wants to stay home with you. you both get really lazy and start to kiss and cuddle each other for hours and hours long.
The soft bed sheets warmed you up completely. You thought you’d be unable to wake up because the atmosphere caused you to get more sleepy. But that thought quickly got proven wrong.
“Honey wake up!” Doyoung loudly said. While you laid down in bed he excitingly jumped on top of you. “Doyoung .. what are .. you doing?” you stuttered. “ And how are you .. awake before me?” you added. A confused frown appeared on your face as you glanced at your boyfriend.
“Aww isn’t my baby happy to see me?” Doyoung teased. “Of course I am but this situation is a little suspicious” you answered. “Suspicious?” Doyoung repeated your words. “Yeah babe because you normally always wake up late” you clarified.
Doyoung suddenly started smirking. His eyes stared at you if they were about to tell you something. But unfortunately you couldn’t get the message. It was too early anyways — 7AM to be exact.
“Y/N” your boyfriend sweetly whispered. The sound of his voice made your heart flutter. Doyoung carefully pulled closer which caused him to lay above you. Luckily the bed was big enough for the both of you so you didn’t have to worry.
He tightly held onto your hands. “Good morning baby” he said as he placed soft kisses onto your forehead.
You felt your heart fluttering more and now it has even start to beat. “Are you sure you’re okay Y/N?” Doyoung cutely giggled. “I am, everything’s alright” you rushly answered. Obviously you didn’t want Doyoung to quit what he was upto.
As soon as Doyoung pressed his lips onto your skin you sighed. His lips were so tender, they felt just right. To have Doyoung’s lips on yours was simply calming. And the taste of his lips was sweeter than any candy you ever had.
Doyoung still held onto your hands tightly while he kissed you. “Your skin feels so soft baby” he let out. You blushed at those words he said. “But Y/N” Doyoung suddenly whined. “What?” you asked.
“Oh nothing” Doyoung avoided your question. “Babe I don’t fall for that trick anymore” you answered. “Well if you really want to know then” he sighed. You felt more curious and looked at your boyriend with a serious face.
“Y/N would you accept it if we’d cuddle the entire day?” Doyoung proposed. He sounded a bit shy. But that only made your heart melt more. “Babe how is that even a question though?” you let out. “You know I’m always up for cuddling!” you enthusiastically added.
Without any hesitation you broke the distance between you and Doyoung — causing him to be burried into your arms. You held him as near as possible. Doyoung couldn’t help but close his eyes as your warmth met him. He loved everything about this moment.
And so did you. Because nothing was better than those lazy days with your boyfriend. Doyoung still didn’t tell you why he woke up so early though. But your mind already told you that he had planned all of this.
-
Doyoung’s eyes glowed and crossed yours. “Oh Y/N I’ve missed times like this” he let out. “You did?” you asked. “I actually did Y/N, you’re the only person that makes me happy and I get sad when I’m not close to you” your boyfriend explained. “But babe aren’t we like always close?” you answered.
“Of course we are” Doyoung agreed. “But I just mean that we’re not hugging as often as we could” he added. You pouted and deeply sighed. “Doyoung you can always tell me when you want to cuddle okay?” you comforted.
Doyoung smiled and lightly blushed. “Well there’s also a reason why I woke up so early today” he suddenly admitted. “Oh gosh Doyoung you’re honestly creeping me out right now” you answered. “Haha Y/N you’re such a baby!” your boyfriend playfully teased.
“I’m not a baby and you know that” you answered. Doyoung subtly grinned and pinched your cheeks. “You might not be a baby but you’re still my baby Y/N” your boyfriend whispered.
You felt an overflow of butterflies flying into your stomach. Doyoung always made you feel these type of feelings. It was as if he did it on purpose to remind you that you were his. And you were his only.
-
“The reason why I woke up early is because I heard the heavy rain” Doyoung explained. “And then I saw you sleeping and just couldn’t resist it” he added. “Resist what?” you asked. “You Y/N, just you” Doyoung sighed.
“I felt like I just had to hug you, kiss you and make you feel loved” your boyfriend clarified. “As if I had the need to protect you like an umbrella” he added.
The expressions on his face said it all — he was so in love with you. He adored you to the very fullest and you were what completed him. Your eyes couldn’t help but get teary as you watched him pouring his heart out. “Oh Doyoung” you relievedly sighed.
“Do you even that you mean the entire world to me too?” you let out. Doyoung looked at you with dreamy eyes. “But Y/N you mean more than the world to me, you’re my actual everything” he confessed.
Doyoung didn’t hesitate and leaned in for another kiss. In the meantime his hands gently held yours. “Y/N we should always do this when it’s raining outside okay?” Doyoung suddenly said.
“At home just you and me lazily kissing and hugging, wouldn’t that be perfect?” he asked. “Babe that would actually be amazing” you answered. “I’ll make you feel safe and cared for baby” Doyoung softly whispered. “I’ll always be your umbrella Y/N” he added.
-
You stayed at home with your boyfriend the entire day. Being kissed over and over again, hugged, held and most importantly loved. Just how Doyoung promised you. It was the most beautiful rainy day you’ve ever experienced.
And to be there with the person you loved the most, Doyoung. Your sweet umbrella that would keep you close and protect you. Oh, if only every day it could rain ...
AUTHOR’S NOTE — this is a song that johnny mentioned that he used to listen to a lot :)
LISTEN TO — instant crush by daft punk
HEADCANONS
johnny would be the sweetest boyfriend ever oh my gosh
he loves to make fun of you, but it’s always in a really sweet way
and he’s also so so touchy!! (as long as you’re comfy with being touched ofc)
he gives you the biggest hugs whenever you have to leave and the sweetest lil kisses hello
he’s the type to watch out for you without telling you
he always has an eye on you, even when you’re across the room, because he wants to make sure you’re always safe and comfortable
plus you’re real cute
so you can’t blame him for always wanting to look at you hehe
he might seem super confident but he was actually so shy about approaching you at first
he was the sweetest best friend ever for such a long time before he ever made a move and even then it was only because you told him all about your fat crush on him once when you were tipsy
he’s gotten much more confident since then
literally sweeps you off your feet and puts you over his shoulder to carry you around sometimes
if anyone ever tries you, he’s the first person to jump to your defense (in the most polite, respectful way ever)
he really likes feeling bigger than you and doing little things for you like tying your shoes or lifting you up by your waist so you can reach something in a high place
he might hold things above your head and tease you for being small (no matter how tall you actually are)
but if you’re actually super tall??? he thinks you’re so attractive
first of all: legs!!!! he thinks your body is so beautiful and he loves telling you that
he would never let you feel insecure for long
no matter how badly you feel about yourself he’s always there to remind you of how lovely he thinks you are
and if he really has to he’ll bring in reinforcements (read: lucas and jungwoo) so they can compliment you together until you’re a blushy mess
he loves making you all shy (he thinks it’s the cutest thing) so he’s always praising you and hyping you up, even for the smallest things
he surprises you with tiny presents all the time (flowers, a bag of pastries from your favorite café, coffee in the morning)
sometimes you bring him flowers (roses are his favorite) to return the favor and he gets so happy every time
everything about you makes his heart melt
he can be pretty protective, but never in a controlling way
much more “call me when you get home so i know you’re safe” than “you’re not wearing that”
he knows you can handle yourself but he still likes the feeling of taking care of you
you wearing his clothes >>
he’s always leaving hoodies and big t-shirts behind for you to steal
tldr — johnny is the biggest sweetheart and he would treat you like the most precious treasure :( please take good care of him he would take such good care of you
9:23 PM
“shh, honey, it’s okay,” johnny wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a giant hug. you felt smothered in a good way, the solidity of his chest against your cheek grounding you.
you had been mid panic attack when he called you, sounding so excited about finally getting a night off, and the guilt you felt over ruining that happiness had only made breathing more difficult.
johnny was over in less than five minutes, ready to pull you into his lap and play with your hair until your breathing slowed and your head stopped spinning.
scooping you up in his arms, he carried you to the couch, where he settled you across his legs so you could curl into a little ball up against his chest. he didn’t say much, murmuring gentle words against your temple between kisses, wanting to make sure you weren’t overwhelmed.
“th-thank you,” you whispered against his collarbone what felt like hours later. you were shaking less than before. you could smell the indian food on the counter and johnny’s fabric softener coming from the big blue sweater he was wearing. it felt soft under your cheek.
“no problem, love,” he smiled against the top of your head, running his hand gently up and down your back. “it’s what i’m here for.”
8:12 AM
this morning wasn’t going well for you. you were already late for work and right before you were ready to leave you spilled your coffee all over yourself. you knew your boss would yell at you for showing up looking like a mess (and she was going to be upset at you for being late anyway) so here you were, desperately searching for a clean top.
“you okay, cupcake?” johnny emerged from the bedroom, voice still raspy with sleep. he gave your butt a gentle smack on his way into the kitchen.
“stop it,” you snapped, slapping his hand away from you. you felt frustrated tears spring to your eyes and before you knew it you were crying.
“what? oh my god, baby, no,” johnny panicked slightly, quickly cupping your face and wiping away your tears with his thumbs. “i’m so sorry, sunshine, i didn’t mean to hurt you. i won’t ever do that again, i promise.”
“it’s not even that,” you choked out between sobs. you could feel yourself shaking and you hated it. “you didn’t do anything wrong.”
“well, clearly someone did,” johnny teased gently, smiling at you so affectionately it made your heart hurt. “who do i have to go beat up?”
before you knew it, your whole horrible morning came pouring out of you. johnny just listened, ready to help however he could. he let you borrow one of his shirts (which actually looked really cute and oversized on you and it smelled just like him) and made you a new cup of coffee while you changed (this time in a tumbler with a lid).
“thank you,” you pressed a kiss to johnny’s lips on your way out. “i don’t know what i would do without you.”
“crash and burn probably,” johnny replied lightly, pressing one more kiss to your lips for good luck. “have a good day, sunshine.”
