Your eyes opened up without a set alarm, as they were accustomed to doing by this point. You blinked a few times only to realise there was no work to go to today.
Turning to your side, you looked at Jaehyun, who was snuggled up and sound asleep like a baby. Your body was pressed up against his smooth, bare skin, feeling the tingling of his dark hair.
You pushed your fingers through his black locks, caressing them and feeling the warmth between the two of you, without noticing that he was asleep no more.
He hummed in response to your actions, placing soft kisses and rubbing his hand around your waist, half asleep, still.
"Good morning, wifey." Jaehyun raised his body and drew it nearer to your face, grinning through his deep morning voice.
"I can't believe we got married yesterday." You gushed, cupping his cheek and placing a kiss on his lips, not forgetting to poke those pretty dimples of his. "You're now my husband for real, Jaehyun!"
"It still feels the same!" He exclaimed, fixing your hair back into place. "You, me, our names, the hickey on my shoulder, they're all the same!" Some days he was just shameless, and today was one of those days.
You grabbed his hand, brushing your finger around the wedding band as he gazed into your eyes, a smile never leaving his face.
"I'm glad we at least get a week off from work!" You laughed.
"That means a week full of sex!" He replied.
Jaehyun tightened his grip on you as he switched positions, your face was now placed on his chest, as his free hand ran up and down your back this time, the other one still gripping the hand.
"I promise I'll be a great husband, even when we have grandkids." He expressed with a sincere tone out of a sudden.
"Have we already thought about our kids?" You made a lighthearted joke.
"Of course! I’ve even prepared possible names!" Jaehyun enthused, flashing a bright smile.
"If that's the case, then.." You started to trace his bare torso.
"Then?" He asked, pretending as if he didn’t even know where babies came from, purposely.
"We should get to business right away!"
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Pairing: Jeno x Reader [ ft. Jaemin, Haechan, Jaehyun, Mark, Chenle, Jisung ]
Prologue: As the sun rises after a steamy night, Jeno decides to ignore you. This could be a great opportunity to rely on people you love, even in the middle of family drama, nostalgia reignites.
Genre: Angst + Fluff
Wordcount: 3,237
Warnings: Language
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The feeling of waking up in a frigid bed, the same bed that had been smouldering with sultry sensations the night before drenches you from the inside, as if hollow.
You woke up feeling the same way; the covers were chilly and empty. This atmosphere was in stark contrast to the intense night with Jeno. He sure was mad enough to be behaving like this. This was the first time he left you alone in the morning. In less than ten hours had already shown you a side of him that you had never expected to see but looking at it from the other side, he wasn't the one entirely at fault, you thought to yourself. Had you been in his shoes, you would've reacted worse.
You thought about how you would face Jeno again, would he even talk to you ever again? Maybe there was some way or the other that you could make him understand. Was this why everyone called you out for taking advantage of him? Why would you let him into your heart if one day he ultimately had to leave? Jeno was indeed jealous, but friends don't get envious of another person and then fuck the hell out of them, friends don't cry over this.
Again, that's complicated.
You managed to get yourself out of the cold bed, turning on the music, it was the only way you could allow yourself to forget the blunder you had gotten yourself into.
Nevertheless, you continued to check your phone, hoping to receive a missed call from Jeno or at the very least a text from him.
On the other hand, you paid heed to the texts you received from your mother, Haechan, and even Chenle, whose party you skipped. You felt bad for your friend, he had been preparing for it for months only for both you and Jeno to not show up.
You stepped under the hot shower, allowing every single drop of water to slip down as though it would rinse off all your troubles, taking you away to some utopian world.
-
Walking to the class felt empty without Jeno, there was no hand to hold, no daily morning glares. Only the crisp fallen leaves on the concrete pavement greeted you.
Your eyes recognised Chenle, he had been walking ahead of you all of the time but your useless thinking offered you no time to take your surroundings into mind.
You gave him a shoulder tap. "Chenle!" You yelled.
"Don't talk to me. Where were you last night?" He was complaining.
"I just- you know" You failed to give him an exact answer, trying to respond vaguely.
"And even Jeno. Y/N please don't tell me you two ditched me last night just so that you could fuck." He said.
"Why would I do that? Chenle, I'm sorry." You continued. "I'll let you know soon enough."
"Yeah?" Sarcasm was voiced out of his words.
"Okay stop now, you little sulky being." You teased him and he stuck his tongue out. Just like that, he lifted up your spirits, even if it was for a minute or less.
"Isn't Jeno coming with you today?" He asked.
"Oh. Well, I think that he must be skipping the class, maybe he's at the football ground." You justified.
"Are you sure everything is okay?" He questioned, again.
"Of course!" You put a smile on his face, gesturing with your arm as you reached the lecture hall.
-
Jeno was still nowhere to be seen in the scenario. He appeared to be genuinely intent on ignoring it. You couldn't stop wondering how Jeno cracked the code. Who could have told him? And why would they have done it to you?
You glanced ahead, the fluffy-haired boy in front of you kept giving you the look time and again. You suddenly experienced profound enlightenment, and it was him. Of course, it was him.
"Haechan!" With your foot, you prodded his chair's back.
"Not in the middle of a damn lecture." He reverted, shutting you up.
-
"Why would you do this, you filthy piece of crap?!" You were essentially shouting at Haechan in a certain cafeteria section.
"You could've picked up your phone when I called you." He rolled his eyes and made an effort to defend himself.
"As if that would change fuck!" You spat out these words harshly in his face.
"I'm so sick of being your guys' mutual friend." He was being too much.
"Y/N are- are you crying?" Haechan softened his gaze. He looked at your face more closely, lifting it up with his chin.
"You are not!" He cried.
"Real bitches don't cry!" You pretended to flip your hair, making the two of you laugh.
"I really did not mean to tell him, he just overheard when I was talking to your mom." He continued. "And then I had no time to explain, he just ran straight to you."
"Hmmmm." You nodded back, processing every bit of information he was providing you with.
Lee Haechan.
Your best friend since you were born. It was like this friendship was passed onto you two by your mothers, they had been best friends since their younger days, and it was more than just a coincidence that you and Haechan were brought into this world almost at the same time. Growing up was a shared experience; you had always been together from kindergarten to university.
"When we grow old, we should build a cottage in the woods, far away from the city." Little Haechan of seven suggested.
"But we won't get any TV there." You reasoned, disapproving of your friend's suggestion.
"Old people don't watch that stuff. Look at Granny." He pointed out.
"Maybe we can, but you are annoying."
"Then give me my candy back, you little pony!"
He knew your deepest secrets, even though there was a non-stop contest of bickering, teasing and earning out the filthiest words of curses from one another, friendships like these were hard to come by. He was all you could need, a friend, a nemesis, a free dating advisor, a personal frustration dustbin, well, what not?
"Maybe I should go and see him at the field." You thought of earning a nod of approval from Haechan.
"I would say NO if it was some other chap but then you both are in love so my opinion would differ." Haechan stated.
"That's YES in simpler words." You crossed your arms, shaking your head.
"Lee Haechan. Such a pain in the ass."
-
The field's green grass was being blocked from wilting freely, and the raucous movements of spiked shoes were making it worse. The sun shone brightly above, but it wasn't as gentle as the winter sun or too scorching to make you sweat.
He was positioned in the middle, drenched in sweat with his thighs exposed. On his pale forehead, his untamed black hair was haphazardly scattered.
"Pass!" He yelled in the middle of the match.
"Jeno did it!" A wave of cheer rose like an ocean, everybody rejoiced as their star player secured another goal for their team, winning the game.
You thought your wait ended with the game too.
"Jeno?" He turned to face you when you waved your hand at him, and you held his gaze for a considerable amount of time.
And then he looked away. Ignoring you.
This was enough, even when you were ready to make amends, get him seated and tell him everything, he decided to ignore it and this made you furious. Picking up your bag, you walked out of the field.
-
Saturday's rising sun marked the inception of the college break. Everyone had their bags packed, moving out of their dorms, filled with enthusiasm and joy, getting to meet their families again, unlike you. It was not like you did not want to see them, but knowing beforehand what would be the scene created once you reached home blew away the joyful flame.
-
On reaching home you were greeted by the grey and white concrete walls that had been adorned with all and every kind of antiques that could have been obtained. The golden lighting and wooden interior blended well with the minimal colour scheme.
The hallway displayed statues of men and women, that must have taken years to be sculpted, named in a language you could not even comprehend. They claimed that each held a deeper significant meaning behind them. Lies. They were only for the pomp and show.
The garden had already begun to bloom with the season's flower, as if nature had embraced it, not far from where a dozen cars were lined up in a perfect colour gradient, as if they would serve a purpose greater than mere transportation.
This was home. However, a house without any emotional ties was merely a fortified building. Your parents provided you with everything you would have ever needed within the premise of this mansion that they had built, but only if they cared about more than just the money.
-
"You changed these?" You said, running your hand up and down the fabric of the couch, which seemed novel to you.
"I had to, and for once, would you not stop concentrating on the unimportant things?" Your mother reprimanded you while averting her gaze from the other women. They displayed clothing, decor, and jewellery catalogues while wearing all-formal attire. Getting rejected nine out of ten times by your mother.
"It's serious! When it comes to the wedding of my sole daughter, I cannot compromise at this level!" She gave a firm reply. She had a look of exasperation on her face, but she never screamed since that was not proper behaviour in a sophisticated household.
Envy, hate, and despair, all disgusting feelings, would always be communicated with the classiest of words and a curve of the lips.
"We are not getting married!" You objected.
"You'll do. Very quickly" She returned the smile.
"This is pointless." While maintaining a fixed look on the ground, you muttered.
"Do you mind if we take a moment's break?" Your mother requested the ladies' leave.
"If you're here you would want to go and get the fitting of your dresses before it's too late." She asserted.
"What? What kind of dresses?" You questioned.
She sighed, resting her face on the back of her hands. "Clothes. This can't be something you wear all the time." She looked at you and commented on your attire. The loose-fitting jeans.
You pouted, rolled your eyes, and made the decision to leave the room.
"Your brother would be there to greet you." She spoke from behind, knowing that if that were the case, you would never decline.
"Bye!" You yelled.
-
"Baby!" A man in his late twenties, dressed in black trousers and a half-sleeved silk shirt beamed at the sight of you. He spread his arms out, his fingers gripping the car keys.
"I'm not a baby!" As you hugged him, you cried back.
"Fancy jeans." He complimented.
"Say that in front of mom." You made a joke, and he laughed.
"Hop in." He motioned towards his gleaming carmine Rolls Royce
Jaehyun was the best brother anyone could ask for. Given the five-year age gap between you two, it was very natural for him to be overly protective of you. Then, whether it was the toddlers who wouldn't play with you or giddy crushes from high school, he got them all covered. It was like a tradition for siblings to attend the same school and his reputation and achievements never allowed you to cause any trouble and have the fun of your life. Thank heavens!, Jaehyun never went to the same college as you.
"I saw our childhood pictures in the living room, the ones hung on the photo wall." You rejoiced.
"Oh, the one in which I'm holding you in my arms is my favourite. You used to be so tiny." He was smiling throughout.
All of these memories were still present before your eyes, still vivid.
You still remember Jisung, your first crush in middle school.
"Y/N I like you a lot." With white flowers in his hands that he had personally selected from the school lawn and a tone of pink decorating his cheeks, he admitted.
You returned his smile while considering his colour scheme. The roses didn't spread very far.
"Jisung I`"
"I don't want you to respond with anything. I don't believe I'll be able to manage it." He spoke.
"Huh?" You were perplexed.
"Actually, I'm terrified of your brother. He is frightful, as are his buddies." Jisung spoke hastily. "He has already warned me twice."
"He won't harm you or any-"
"Please accept these; I like you a lot. Bye." He hurriedly said goodbye before departing.
This had been your very first romantic experience.
Back in the present, you were enjoying hearty talks with your brother who was in the driving seat. The last me you came back home, he had been handling business overseas so it had been quite some time since you last saw him.
"Remember Jisung?" You questioned.
"Yes, of course." He chuckled. "I recall Sungchan as well." He spoke.
"He was, without a doubt, the boldest. I have no idea how we maintained our relationship for five weeks." Your hands were covering your face.
"It's love, dumb." As he spoke, he suddenly became more serious. In a split second, the smile vanished from his face.
"Right." While your thoughts were still focused on Jeno, you hummed in agreement with what he stated.
"What about Jaemin all of a sudden?" You inquired. The past two had been a whirlwind, all thanks to him.
"Did mom not tell you?" Jaehyun answered back with a question.
"Mom told everyone but me." You turned your face away, gazing out of the window.
"Aww don't be pouty." Jaehyun pacified you by pinching your cheek with his free hand.
"Why am I being asked to marry a person I don't even know?!" You yanked his hand away in fury. "I am twenty-three! I know how to make decisions on my own?!"
It seemed like one was being imprisoned in a gilded cage to be attached to someone like this. The ties of marriage would take away all of your independence, goals, and feelings, and they would do the same for your eventual spouse. Of course, everyone in the family would claim that it was done for the sake of tradition, but everyone understood that it was really just a way for the business to increase profits, and perhaps the kids were simply there to help with capital expansion. Life couldn't always be seen through rose-tinted glasses, where marriages would be fixed when they were only crawling babies and stayed in love for the rest of their lives. When your cousins and the rest of your family had to go through this, it looked so simple, but when it came to you, it seemed as if your heart had fallen into the abyss. There was no longer a choice to delay. You were a bird in a cage.
"If it were all up to me I'd never make you go through this." Jaehyun calmed you down with a visible tone of pain in his voice.
The car stopped and you got out of it. A ride that started with reminiscing about the happy days ended on a heavy note.
-
"Ms Y/N, Welcome! Your mother already visited last week and selected these for you." A man dressed in a suit gestured towards a silver clothes rail.
"This would fit your body type just well." Another lady who had been helping you all along complimented you, and you grinned unenthusiastically in response. You were in some ways your mother's daughter. It was challenging to let go of the characteristics that were ingrained in you when you were a baby. Okay, so perhaps they vanished while you were with Haechan.
The colours, the shapes, everything about the clothes your mother picked out for you didn't go well with your sense of style. None of the designer labels could match the appeal of personally picked clothing. Nevertheless, you thanked the group for their time and effort. All the boxes were carried behind you by two men.
"We're done." You signalled to Jaehyun, who had seated himself on a couch outside the fitting rooms.
He hummed, toying with the car keys.
"Wait." You blurted out, moving towards one of the racks.
"Daeun would look so adorable in these!" You grinned as you held a pair of small, fluffy, cushioned shoes that could have fit in your hand.
"Aww look at them, this is the cutest thing I've seen today!" You were drooling over the shoes as you held them out to him.
"She would!" His black eyes appeared to sprout hearts, and a soft smile spread across his face, illuminating it and revealing his dimples. Jaehyun prioritised his love for his daughter above everything else despite what had transpired.
This made you look at him and rewind five years ago. He was married out of his choice to some decent girl from a house as wealthy as yours, and your family had known for generations. She embodied all that a beautiful lady could be until she decided to leave everything behind for her lover. Despite all that Jaehyun had today, there was still an empty void in his life, of love. He only loved once, never daring to open his heart to anyone else. Inside he was happy for his wife, for she could enjoy the privilege of love, if not for him, his heart only belonged to one person. He did not love his wife; in contrast to her, he did not flee. He had before experienced the lightning-like ache of heartbreak.
Your life had always been modelled after Jaehyun's. His life was a sort of blueprint for yours.
-
"Mark?" As soon as you entered the home, you exclaimed, giving him a bear embrace. "Many years! What are you doing?"
"Have been busy, haven't you?" Jaehyun said, excusing himself after the short meeting.
"Yo! What is happening?" When he first heard the news from your family, he was shocked.
"Oh don't ask!" You sighed dramatically.
In the evening, you and your cousin Mark sat down at a coffee table and you poured out every single idea that had been weighing you down the previous week.
Mark did not frequently visit because his father had a successful business in Canada. He was far away, yet you always managed to remain in touch.
"Is he known to anyone in the family?" He asked in a reassuring yet serious tone.
"You are the very first. I'm not even sure whether he feels the same way about me." After exhaling, you gave your head a shake as if to dust the troubles away.
"Don't stress out too much over it; sometimes it's best to let things happen naturally and go with the flow; everything will be alright in the end. You are aware that I am always available to you." He gave comfort.
"Do you want me to cry?" You said.
"Mark, Hello!" Haechan walked into the room, it was pretty common, he was like the family's son.
"Hey, buddy!" Mark fist-bumped him.
"I talked to him before, he said.."
"What did he say?" You queried.
"He-he doesn't want to see you."
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CONGRATULATIONS @theficblog on You Know I Hate This. It's always a pleasure to read your work, keep writing!!! <333
Sending a Jaehyun gif coz why not!! ^^
Awww sweets thank you so much! And it makes so happy to know you like reading all these fics and random fangirling I do on here. That's such a compliment! ❤️
Yes of course, send Jaehyun gifs in, I can never resist them!!
Why is his aegyo.. funny.. Jaehyun I love you but.. lol
Hello! FOREVER was so well written and because of the m/v I could actually picture some scenes.
But I hope Jaehyun finds a job hahahah.
Hi anon!
Aww thank you so much, I knew I wanted to write it as soon as I watched the MV! Well it's better if he finally does something productive or next time he'll actually be lost and lonely, lonely.
Prologue: The plan was simple, all you had to do was to pretend to be on a date with this hot stranger, but your heart won’t always listen.
Genre: Fluff + Strangers to lovers + Fake date Jaehyun
Wordcount: 1,203
Warnings: None
The orange sun in the clear sky that the evening offered was about to set as you found yourself standing outside the fine dining of your five-star. Today was the day, it was a Friday night, and this was when the week's most anticipated dinner took place. Staying in a room all alone was barely something you looked forward to, and that's exactly how the last five days went by, alone.
You stood patiently in line, humming along to random jazz tunes, right before your attention was caught up by something unexpected.
"ONLY COUPLES ALLOWED" The red cushioned board held in all capitalised fonts.
"Damn it!" You cursed under your breath, the only good thing was slipping out of your fingers like the sand. This could not get any worse, you thought to yourself as you seriously pondered the decision to spend a fortune here if this was all that you were getting.
Just at that time, your eyes landed on one fine man, who also appeared to be sailing on the same boat as you, alone and disappointed.
"Umm.. Hello there? The guy in the white shirt?" You hesitated at first, but on the inside, your gut told you to give it a go. However, it did not turn out well, for he did not even look behind. Maybe because there were too many men dressed in white this evening.
"Excuse me? Room number 509?" The man immediately turned back to face the source of the call, you.
For a second, you thought he confused you for hotel staff as you read his bland facial expression, but were soon relieved when that turned into a formal smile.
He must have seen you, after all, he had been staying in the room adjacent to yours for the same amount of time. All you ever saw of him was alone.
You stepped closer. "Hello" and gave him an awkward smile.
"Hey!" The same awkward smile was reciprocated from the man's side.
A moment or two passed by in silence, trying to comprehend the surrounding environment and focusing on the velvet overcoat of the woman standing in front of you.
"Do you mind pretending to be my fake date? ... They are only allowing couples inside." You blurted out abruptly, making direct eye contact with him.
"Ahhh.." He hummed, nodding his head a few times as if he tried to contemplate it.
"Listen, I know, you too, want to get in. I don't think that there is a better option." You reasoned, trying to somehow get him convinced.
"I mean, it's not a bad idea." He nodded in agreement.
-
Minutes later, the two of you sat at the table next to the window, as you managed to get inside. The atmosphere of the place was just as you expected, the ambience, the decor, the lighting, and even the picturesque aesthetic of the stone blue river that flew through the city did not disappoint you.
You diverted your focus to your date.
"Just to clarify, I am only here for the food." You explained yourself, placing your palms on the table.
"That's totally fine-" His lips stopped mid-sentence, just like his eyes did, to your left. That look of concern on his face automatically made you turn your head in the same direction.
The waiter saw you and put up a questionable face.
"Do you think he heard us?" You whispered, in the terror of being kicked out. All of those previous thoughts dominated your mind again.
"Babe~" Your date whined out of nowhere. "Are you still mad at me about last night? I'm sorry I couldn't make you dinner." He held your hands in his and lowered his eyes. "I know I promised."
"But you know what?" His voice got deeper, bringing your hands even closer. "I'll make up for everything once we get back home."
This was followed by a gentle smile, and his eyes turned into little crescent shapes, almost disappearing.
You were sure you thought he was attractive in the first place, and this act only accelerated your emotions. You swear you could hear your heartbeats, which were higher than what they usually were.
Eventually, the waiter left, seeing couples involved in these lovey-dovey conversations must have been everyday entertainment to him.
"I'm sorry-" He was in the middle of apologising when you cut him off. "That was smooth!" The compliment turned his skin red, just like tomatoes. The blush on his face spread faster than the speed of light.
-
The food, the day's main event, soon came to the table. The real couples around you held hands, made cheeky promises, and some of them even excused themselves to the bathrooms, for better privacy. Nobody in the room seemed to be caring for the food, except for the two of you.
You both did not talk, the only thing you did was exchange glances at regular intervals.
Never under the sun did you think that you could be so enamoured by some random man you would meet on a vacation.
And it must have been obvious by now, he caught you staring at him a couple of times already.
-
At last, the fake date came to an end.
The two of you stepped out of the restaurant and into the lobby where you met not too long ago, ready to take your different paths.
"Thank you for this, though!" You offered him the same awkward yet formal smile.
"Thanks to you!" He nodded, signalling his intention to leave after expressing his gratitude.
"Wait!" You grabbed by the arm, unconsciously. Letting go of it instantly upon realising what you just did.
"What's your name? By the way?" This was the point at which you considered getting his name after having a fruitful two-hour date with him.
He held his hands behind his back. Giving you that cheeky smile, those dimples that were beyond perfection, the ones that you mentally appreciated for the hundredth time now.
"The guy in the white shirt."
He teased, making you look away, breaking eye contact as you finally let out a giggle out of embarrassment.
"Jaehyun." His eyes met with yours again, they were deep, and you felt as if you could see way more than the surface.
"Y/N" You smiled.
"Would you like to go on a date with me? Y/N?" He chuckled. "A real one." His glossy eyes were sparkling.
"Are you asking me out right now?" When things were too good to be true, it was only human nature not to believe them.
"I think I am." He paused and shook his head. "Actually you know what, I am confident. I am asking you out."
"To be honest.." You commenced. The sudden look of fear on Jaehyun's face was evident. Were you going to say no? Even after all of those giggles and stares?
"I was thinking of asking the same, just in case you didn't." You completed your sentence, washing away all the worries like the tides of the ocean.
"So is that a YES?"
You nodded your head, smiling incessantly at him. "YES."
Now call it destiny or whatever. When love comes to you, it knows just how to make its way.
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I’m going back and reading all of your comments on my old stories and especially my Jaehyun ff and I’m feeling reallyyyy inspired to write again!! I miss you all’s reactions to my chapters and stories and I miss that feeling of being a good writer. I was thinking about deleting this tumblr and never returning and how I’m not that good of a writer.
I know I lost some followers due to my absence but it’s okay!! I just needed time!! The queen is slowly making her return!!
