the car smelled like iced coffee, sun-warmed fabric, and him.
daniel caesar was playing on the speakers while juhoon was driving with one hand on the wheel, the other one wrapped around yours. your fingers were laced together fully, his grip warm, his thumb moving in slow, absent circles against your skin, tracing the same path over and over again.
his sleeve was pushed up just enough to show his wrist, veins faint under the skin, sunlight slipping through the window and painting gold across him like he belonged in it.
you were supposed to be navigating.
“are you even looking at the directions?” he asked, voice low, kind of amused.
“i was,” you said, “but then you started looking all… pretty.”
he let out a quiet laugh, slowly turning to look at you. “pretty?”
“yeah!” you replied, leaning your head against the window. “you’re really pretty, kim juhoon.”
he shook his head, smiling to himself, but his ears went a little pink. “i could say the same thing about you, yn.”
his grip on your hand shifted, and he brought it up, slow enough that you could’ve pulled away if you wanted to.
his lips brushed against the back of your hand, placing a kiss on the knuckles of your hand.
“you are gorgeous,” he said quietly, against your skin.
he set your hand back down between you, fingers tightly lacing with yours again.
you stared at him.
“you’re insane,” you whispered, cheeks turning pink.
“i’m insane for you,” he said, smirking. he knew what he did to you.
the road stretched out endlessly ahead of you, tires rolling over asphalt in a rhythm that matched the quiet beat of everything between you.
at some point, your head tilted, resting lightly against his shoulder when the car stopped at a red light. he was so relaxed into it.
his shoulder shifted just slightly, adjusting so you’d be more comfortable, his hands tightening around yours, grounding, reassuring.
“you’re sleepy?” he asked.
“a little.”
“you can sleep.”
“i don’t wanna miss this.”
he glanced down at you, softly kissing the top of your head.
“you won’t. i’ll wake you up if anything important happens.”
“what counts as important?”
“anything that makes you smile,” he answered.
you tilted your head up, squinting at him a little.
“what?” he asked, glancing down at you.
you leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.
“that makes me smile,” you said.
he huffed out a quiet laugh, shaking his head a little, his hand tightening around yours.
“next time warn me.”
“no,” you said, smiling to yourself. “i like catching you off guard.”
“yeah?”
“yeah.”
he glanced at you again. “….do it again then.”
you looked up at him, pretending to think about it. “maybe later.”
his smile lingered. he didn’t mind waiting.
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A/N: wrote this while i was on a roadtrip!!! 🥲🥲 i hope you guys like it! special thanks to my beautiful friends for bearing with me on this fic because tumblr kept eating my drafts 😇😇
𓇢𓆸 james!smau - angst, toxicity, cussing, ex boyfriend!au
A/N🌑 this is not an assumption of james’ true character, i didn’t even try to portray him as he is, it’s just based on my imagination :) and ofc the phone number isn’t real lol
hihihi tumblr, im usually referred to as meri, my interests kind of wander everywhere, and i just follow along with them 🙏 i don’t stick to one niche because my brain does the cha cha cha through every interest possible lol , i hope u enjoy my blog 🤍🦥
it’s always baffled me how some people can carry so much bitterness that the only way they feel better is by trying to make someone else feel worse 😭😭🙏🙏
hating makes you someone who saw another human being who put themselves out there, shared a part of their life, their face, their voice, THEIR ART. and decided that your contribution to that moment would be cruelty
if that’s your first instinct i genuinely hope you take a second to ask yourself why because it isn’t a personality trait its rather a wound speaking
the internet has made it so easy to forget that there are people on the other side of the screen who have souls and can feel so much
disliking something doesn’t mean you’re entitled to disrespect and kindness genuinely doesn’t cost u anything
you do not know what people are carrying and maybe, just maybe… we could all do with being a little softer :)
the tumblr community has shown me nothing but love and affection and i love even the people that i don’t know or don’t know me 😭😭 i cry
