› pairing┆jaemin x reader
› genre┆smxt, fluff bonus
✎ word-count .ᐟ 2k
⌁ summary┆Jaemin wouldn’t be jealous of his girlfriend talking about another idol? Yes, he would.
⨯ content warning .ᐟ slightly jealous jaemin (?), dry humping
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The concert had been everything you’d hoped for and more. Taemin’s voice, his dancing, the way he commanded the stage—it was all mesmerizing. You’d screamed and danced along with the crowd, completely swept up in the energy of the night. By the time the lights came on and the crowd began to disperse, you were still buzzing with excitement, your cheeks sore from smiling so much.
As you made your way home, you couldn’t stop replaying the highlights in your mind—the way Taemin had looked at the crowd during “Move,” the way he’d effortlessly executed every move during “Criminal”—it was all so perfect. You couldn’t wait to tell Jaemin about it, even though you knew he’d probably tease you about being obsessed… which you were.
When you finally stepped into your apartment, you found him lounging on the couch, scrolling through his phone. He looked up as you walked in, his expression softening when he saw your bright smile.
“You’re back,” he said, setting his phone aside. “How was the concert?”
You practically floated over to the couch, dropping down next to him with a dreamy sigh. “Oh my god, Jaemin, it was amazing. Taemin was... unreal. Like, how is one person even allowed to be that hot and that talented? His dancing? His voice? Ugh, I’m ruined. Completely ruined.”
Jaemin’s lips twitched, and you thought for an instant that you witnessed a flicker of something cross his face, but it was gone before you could place it. “Oh, really? That good, huh?”
You nodded vigorously, too caught up in your excitement to notice the way his jaw tightened. “Yes! He did ‘Move’ and ‘Criminal,’ and I swear, the way he moved his hips—” You fanned yourself dramatically, laughing. “I think I ascended to another plane of existence.”
Jaemin leaned back against the couch, crossing his arms, showing off his biceps in the process. “Sounds like you had fun,” he said, his tone light but with a hint of something you couldn’t quite place.
“I did! But you should’ve been there. You would’ve understood. Taemin is just... wow.” You sighed again, leaning your head back against the couch, still lost in the memory of the concert.
Jaemin watched you for a moment, his expression softening despite himself. You knew that in his mind, you were adorable when you were this excited, but there was a tiny, nagging part of him that didn’t like how much you were gushing over someone else. Even if it was Taemin.
“Well,” he said, standing up abruptly, “since you’re so impressed with Taemin’s dancing, maybe I should remind you that your boyfriend isn’t too bad either.”
You blinked up at him, confused. “What are you—”
Before you could finish, Jaemin grabbed your hands and pulled you to your feet. He spun you around playfully, making you laugh as he started moving to an imaginary beat. His movements were exaggerated and silly at first, but then he shifted into something smoother, his body rolling in a way that made your breath catch.
“Jaemin,” you giggled, trying to keep up with him. “What are you doing?”
“Showing off,” he said with a smirk, pulling you closer. “He’s not the only one who can move, you know.”
You laughed, your hands resting on his shoulders as he guided you into a slow, rhythmic sway. “Okay, okay, you’re good. Really good. Happy now?”
“Not yet,” he murmured, his voice dropping lower. His hands slid to your waist, holding you firmly as he pressed you against the couch. His hips rolled against yours in a deliberate, teasing motion, and your laughter died in your throat.
“Jaemin,” you said, your voice breathy now. “You’re being ridiculous.”
“Am I?” he asked, his lips brushing against your ear. “Or are you just realizing that you don’t need to go to a concert to see someone hot and talented?”
You shivered, your hands gripping his shoulders tighter. “You’re jealous,” you accused, though there was no real heat in your words.
“Maybe a little,” he admitted, his smirk turning into a full-blown grin. “But I think I’m doing a pretty good job of reminding you who you come home to.”
You opened your mouth to retort, but he cut you off with a kiss, deep and possessive, leaving no room for argument. When he finally pulled away, you were breathless, your cheeks flushed for an entirely different reason.
“Still thinking about Taemin?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.
You shook your head quickly, your eyes wide. “Nope. Not at all.”
“Good,” he said, his grin widening. “Because I’m not done reminding you.”
He gently spread your thighs and hooked them around his hips, settling between them as he continued the movements he started earlier. He was hungry, and he had a purpose. He groaned in satisfaction as his mouth roamed, licking and biting your neck and shoulders. He grinded his core against you more firmly with each rolling of his hips, and your moans spilling out when you returned the friction.
“Jaemin…” you breathed out as his lips kept digging at your skin, making you his meal. “Baby, calm down…. just a little-” but whatever you were about to say left your mind as Jaemin started showing very special attention to that specific spot on your neck. Biting hard, making you scream his name as he smirked against your skin, feeling proud of your reaction. He kept going, pressing and rolling his hips against yours, holding your hips tightly while marking your necks, dragging his tongue all over.
“You taste so sweet, baby.”
Your boyfriend is insane. Mad. But you love him, and you love the way he knows you and your body to a tee. You can’t help but grip his hair with your right hand and hold the coach with the other.
“Not talking about Taemin anymore now, are we?” He whispers, teasing you to the fullest, bringing back what started it all.
“Fuck, Jaemin… ”
His left hand is dragging lower on your body, to palm your core under your skirt - slowly drawing circles over your clit, not caring about ruining your panties.
His hips and fingers are working hard, stimulating you, making you whine and squirm all over the place. Your hand grips hard in his hair, making him groan and kiss you harder in return.
You couldn’t help but move your hips against his hard member, both letting out sounds of pleasure.
“You.. feel so good Jaemin.” you softly gasped out. Talking had become way more difficult than it should have.
And sometimes, just the simplest sentence could break a man, his mind almost going blank. His hand focuses on your core ,and his hips press exactly where you need him, mercilessly grinding. Your mind was as dazed as his, the hand holding the coach now under his shirt, scratching his toned back, holding him closer than physically possible.
His response to your neediness was grabbing your throat with his free hand, forcing you to look at him, allowing you to see how wrecked you were just from grinding against him. Smirking, he returned to attacking your mouth, sucking on your tongue. You both were gone, drunk on each other.
“I- Jaemin..” you moaned into his mouth, gasping, “I-I’m close..”
“Me too baby,.. fuck me too,” he let out, never stopping his movement on you until the end.
Release came crashing onto both of you, loud moans, panting while breathing.
Jaemin rested his head against your marked shoulder, holding you tight as you both tried to catch your breath. Your hands are still all over each other, staying in this position until you come down from your orgasm, kissing the top of his head.
“You feeling good, baby?” he softly asked you as he was raising his head to look at you.
You just hummed in response, smiling back at him and stealing a kiss from his lips.
“Not jealous at all, right ?” you teased him, a bright smile on your lips, watching his face change, almost offended by this statement.
He tickled your side in response, making you squirm and laugh out loud. A smile formed across his face, and anyone could tell that Jaemin loved you just by seeing the way he was looking at you. He cherished you.
He kissed your forehead, whispering an “I love you,” and decided to carry you bridal-style up the stairs to the shower and then to bed.
Today really was incredible for two reasons, just don’t tell Jaemin you said that.
bonus scene
The following day, the two of you were curled up on the couch, a movie playing in the background, though neither of you was really paying attention. You were scrolling through your phone, still buzzing from the concert, while Jaemin pretended to watch the screen, his arm draped lazily around your shoulders.
“Look at this,” you said suddenly, holding up your phone to show him a video from the concert. “Taemin did this move during ‘Idea,’ and it was insane. Like, how does he even do that?”
Jaemin glanced at the screen, his expression unreadable. “Hmm. Impressive.”
You didn’t seem to notice his lack of enthusiasm. “Right? And his outfit—ugh, he looked so good. I mean, the leather pants? The mesh shirt? It should be illegal.”
Jaemin’s jaw tightened, but he forced a smile. “Sounds like you really enjoyed yourself.”
“I did,” you said, completely missing the edge in his voice. “But you know what would’ve made it even better? If you were there with me.”
He raised an eyebrow, his tone dry. “Oh, so you could compare my dancing to Taemin’s in real time?”
You laughed, nudging him playfully. “Don’t be like that. You know you’re my favorite.”
“Do I?” he asked, his voice dropping as he turned to face you. “Because it sounds like Taemin might be giving me a run for my money.”
You rolled your eyes, but there was a hint of a smile on your lips. “You’re being dramatic.”
“Am I?” he asked, his hands sliding to your waist as he pulled you closer. “Maybe I just need to make sure you don’t forget who you belong to.”
You opened your mouth to respond, but he leaves no room for argument by kissing you, sweeter than the previous night. You could feel him smiling against your lips, his hands moved to your hips, holding you close, his body hovering over yours.
“Jaemin,” you breathed, your hands tangling in his hair. “You’re being ridiculous.”
“Maybe,” he murmured against your lips. “But you love it.”
You didn’t argue because he was right. And as he kissed you again, you realized that no concert, no matter how amazing, could ever compare to this. No one could ever make you feel the way he did.
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[💌] vocês piscaram e o perv!jaemin voltou… e dessa vez com companhia
꒰♡꒱ avisos: exibicionismo, gagging com calcinha, tudo é consentido, humilhação, fingering, edging (?), sexo sem proteção, cockwarming, sugestivo, curtinho e duvidoso
perv!jaemin que quer muito conversar com os amigos dele, mas não consegue porque seus gemidos não param enquanto ele soca dos dedos na sua buceta então ele tira a sua calcinha e bota na sua boca pra abafar os sons um pouquinho.
perv!jaemin que para os movimentos dele quando percebe que jeon e donghyuck estão prestando mais atenção em você do que no assunto.
perv!jaemin que vê a sua frustração e sorri.
perv!jaemin que te puxa pro colo dele e acaricia seu cabelo inocentemente depois de te fazer sentar no pau dele.
perv!jaemin que fica extremamente tentado em te virar de frente pros dois amigos, mas decide guardar sua carinha de cadela burra dessa vez.
perv!jaemin que brinca com seus peitos e nem tenta mais segurar uma conversa com os outros.
perv!jaemin que segura a sua cintura com força pra você não se mexer.
perv!jaemin que fica com pena dos seus olhinhos molhados e deixa você quicar no pau dele.
perv!jaemin que retoma a conversa como se nada tivesse acontecendo.
perv!jaemin que não consegue segurar o sorriso de cafajeste enquanto uma mão aperta seu pescoço.
perv!jaemin que espera você gozar e esporra dentro de você na frente dos melhores amigos.
perv!jaemin que te mantém no colo dele até você se levantar toda molinha e ele vai atrás.
perv!jaemin que definitivamente viu os amigos ajustando as calças desconfortavelmente enquanto ia até o banheiro com você.
ᓚᘏᗢ note today was kinda hard lol. hope you enoy btw!! and also, tysm for the support
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It was almost midnight when you realized it was too late to go home. The lights in Jaemin's apartment were soft and warm, and the sound of the television in the background filled the silence between you.
He was lying on the couch, a blanket over his legs and a cup of lukewarm tea on the coffee table. He looked at you when you yawned.
“Stay the night” he said bluntly, with that calmness of his that always throws you off.
He said it so naturally that for a second you wondered if he was serious. But when you saw his half-smile, the answer slipped out before you could think too much about it.
“Are you sure?”
“Of course. I'm not going to let you walk home alone at this hour.”
His tone was simple, but the way he said it, with that mixture of care and tenderness, made your heart beat strangely.
While he got up to find you something to sleep in, you took the opportunity to look around. The place had that homey feel that made you feel comfortable without having to force it: unlit candles, a stack of books on the table, a Polaroid of the two of you stuck on the refrigerator.
Jaemin appeared with a large T-shirt and shorts.
“It's not designer, but it'll fit you well,” he joked, leaving them on the sofa.
When you came back from the bathroom, he was already arranging the pillows on the bed.
“Where are you going to sleep?” you asked, knowing full well the answer.
“Where are you going to sleep?” he replied with a raised eyebrow.
You ended up lying next to him, back to back at first, trying to maintain what seemed like the right distance. But the silence became too loud, and the distance too cold.
He was the one who moved first. His hand sought yours under the sheets, slowly, without saying a word. And when his fingers intertwined with yours, there was no longer any need to speak.
Jaemin's breathing slowed, and just before you drifted off to sleep, you heard him murmur, barely a whisper:
“I like you staying.”
And between the smell of rain coming in through the window and the warmth they shared under the blanket, you thought there could be no more beautiful place to spend the night.
pairing : bf!jaemin x gf!reader genre : est relationship, pure fluff warnings : petnames, crying, kissing, and not proofread synopsis : headcannons that bf!jaemin would do wc : 1k a/n : yes this is a reupload but u guys are being fed <3 to preface this is a reupload from my account @ pshbites, this is the original and it is my work. i only have these two accounts and if there is any other account impersonating me, it is not me.
texting you for no reason. jaemin loves telling you everything. whether it be miniscule or important, it didn’t matter because you would know. some days he would text you while you’re at work and tell you what he’s currently doing. sometimes it’s sweet things like “saw a flower and i thought of you” or sometimes it’s just the most random things like how many red cars he saw that day (it was 5). he always tells you and you reciprocate his excitement with each detail. each text rant always ends in him confessing his everlasting love for you like he always does and of course, you reciprocate it in the exact way he said it to you.
jaem: i miss you
jaem: my baby precious yn i always love you
jaem: can’t wait to have dinner with you tonight, are you excited
jaem: i’m making your favorite princess
jaem: where are you :((((
jaem: maybe you’re driving to the office :/
jaem: drive safe baby love you
you: i miss you more
you: i was driving :) but im now in the parking lot of the office
you: and of course i’m excited for dinner baby
you: my jaem i love you so much more than words can express
you: see you tonight <33
jaem: see you princess <3333
putting you first. there would be times where the two of you would be out and about with your group of friends. jaemin would be talking to them and enjoying his time but he looks towards you and you just aren’t feeling it anymore. right then and there jaemin would decide to leave and call it a night because you aren’t enjoying yourself. he always prioritizes you over himself and some problems come with that but most of the time you know he’s doing it out of the kindness of his heart.
leaving traces of you around his apartment. the two of you don't share an apartment so sometimes you sleepover at jaemins apartment or hang out there. since you already spend so much time there, you leave behind things. it started out small like a hair tie or a jacket but then it started becoming your slippers or a set of your pajamas. once jaemin started to notice, he cleared out a drawer for you and set all your items in there. partially he did it so you didn’t rummage through his things to find your own but at the same time he did it because it felt that a piece of you was still there when you weren’t. because of this he started collecting your things in that drawer but would always display some trinkets or stuffed animals you left on his bed. he also developed a love for stuffed animals because you adored them so much so he began buying them to put on his bed so you would be more at home. his first priority is to always make you comfortable.
buying anything that reminds him of you. your bedside counter was filled with random trinkets jaemin bought for you simply because it looked like you. you weren’t sure how a peacock with a white scarf resembled you but jaemin did know. he saw you in every detail of his life so if something reminded him of you he would buy it without question and give it to you that very day. in your collection you had all sorts of things and sometimes it was a hassle to arrange them all while cleaning but you never complained because how could you complain to that sweet face.
always having you in arms reach. when you and jaemin were in public with your other friends he always had you close to you, not for any possessive reason but because he always craved your touch. he always had to be touching you in anyway possible, whether that be your hand intertwined with his or his hand on your thigh or anything. he always wanted to be close to you because it grounded him, it wasn’t like you minded either. you loved how clingy he gets when you aren’t right next to him, it was cute. while having you in arms reach he draws circles on you, or writes his name on that spot over and over, engraving it in your soul. he loves seeing you try and ignore it but failing miserably.
kisses when you least expect it. most of the time jaemin always kissed your cheek before you left his apartment or left a date to go somewhere, but sometimes he would catch you off guard and kiss your lips. in these moments you felt jaemins tender love the most, his lips always touched yours with the utmost affection he could give. his hand would rest on your hip before he pulls back and smiles, saying goodbye. clearly he didn’t know what effect he had on you because the rest of the day you would lightly graze your lips, smiling at the thought of him.
laughing along to your contagious laughter. something about your laugh does it for jaemin, it doesn’t matter if the joke you told wasn’t entirely funny but hearing your laughter is like a sweet melody, he starts to smile and laugh along with you. he loves these moments with you because he sees a sparkle in your eyes, making him smile so sweetly at you before he begins to laugh along. to jaemin anytime you smiled or laughed, it was the happiest moment. he adored hearing your cute laugh even after a lame jake.
your smallest achievements are his greatest achievements. it could be as simple as “i walked ten thousand steps today” and he’s throwing a party all for that. to jaemin any small feat of yours is a great accomplishment for him because he wants to celebrate you for as long as you let him. he always wants to be the person who make the biggest deal out of the smallest things because he knows how good you feel about yourself because of that. a simple “im so proud of you my princess” goes such a long way for you.
kissing away the tears. crying in front of jaemin was something that rarely happened because of what a great boyfriend he was. but sometimes life got hard for whatever reason and you need a good cry, in times like those jaemin kisses those tears off your face. he hates seeing you cry because a part of him breaks no matter what, it hurts him more than it does you but he’ll never say that. so instead he’ll sweetly hold your face, kissing those tears away softly. “it’ll be okay my baby, i promise” he tells you, trying to reassure you and it works like a charm everytime.
pairing : bf!jaemin x gf!reader genre : est relationship, pure fluff warnings : petnames, crying, kissing, and not proofread synopsis : headcannons that bf!jaemin would do wc : 1k a/n : anotha nct fic we cheer also yes this is another one for lizzie pookie bear i larb u. also i tagged some moots who i know r seasonies so sorry for any unwanted tags!
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texting you for no reason. jaemin loves telling you everything. whether it be miniscule or important, it didn’t matter because you would know. some days he would text you while you’re at work and tell you what he’s currently doing. sometimes it’s sweet things like “saw a flower and i thought of you” or sometimes it’s just the most random things like how many red cars he saw that day (it was 5). he always tells you and you reciprocate his excitement with each detail. each text rant always ends in him confessing his everlasting love for you like he always does and of course, you reciprocate it in the exact way he said it to you.
jaem: i miss you
jaem: my baby precious yn i always love you
jaem: can’t wait to have dinner with you tonight, are you excited
jaem: i’m making your favorite princess
jaem: where are you :((((
jaem: maybe you’re driving to the office :/
jaem: drive safe baby love you
you: i miss you more
you: i was driving :) but im now in the parking lot of the office
you: and of course i’m excited for dinner baby
you: my jaem i love you so much more than words can express
you: see you tonight <33
jaem: see you princess <3333
putting you first. there would be times where the two of you would be out and about with your group of friends. jaemin would be talking to them and enjoying his time but he looks towards you and you just aren’t feeling it anymore. right then and there jaemin would decide to leave and call it a night because you aren’t enjoying yourself. he always prioritizes you over himself and some problems come with that but most of the time you know he’s doing it out of the kindness of his heart.
leaving traces of you around his apartment. the two of you don't share an apartment so sometimes you sleepover at jaemins apartment or hang out there. since you already spend so much time there, you leave behind things. it started out small like a hair tie or a jacket but then it started becoming your slippers or a set of your pajamas. once jaemin started to notice, he cleared out a drawer for you and set all your items in there. partially he did it so you didn’t rummage through his things to find your own but at the same time he did it because it felt that a piece of you was still there when you weren’t. because of this he started collecting your things in that drawer but would always display some trinkets or stuffed animals you left on his bed. he also developed a love for stuffed animals because you adored them so much so he began buying them to put on his bed so you would be more at home. his first priority is to always make you comfortable.
buying anything that reminds him of you. your bedside counter was filled with random trinkets jaemin bought for you simply because it looked like you. you weren’t sure how a peacock with a white scarf resembled you but jaemin did know. he saw you in every detail of his life so if something reminded him of you he would buy it without question and give it to you that very day. in your collection you had all sorts of things and sometimes it was a hassle to arrange them all while cleaning but you never complained because how could you complain to that sweet face.
always having you in arms reach. when you and jaemin were in public with your other friends he always had you close to you, not for any possessive reason but because he always craved your touch. he always had to be touching you in anyway possible, whether that be your hand intertwined with his or his hand on your thigh or anything. he always wanted to be close to you because it grounded him, it wasn’t like you minded either. you loved how clingy he gets when you aren’t right next to him, it was cute. while having you in arms reach he draws circles on you, or writes his name on that spot over and over, engraving it in your soul. he loves seeing you try and ignore it but failing miserably.
kisses when you least expect it. most of the time jaemin always kissed your cheek before you left his apartment or left a date to go somewhere, but sometimes he would catch you off guard and kiss your lips. in these moments you felt jaemins tender love the most, his lips always touched yours with the utmost affection he could give. his hand would rest on your hip before he pulls back and smiles, saying goodbye. clearly he didn’t know what effect he had on you because the rest of the day you would lightly graze your lips, smiling at the thought of him.
laughing along to your contagious laughter. something about your laugh does it for jaemin, it doesn’t matter if the joke you told wasn’t entirely funny but hearing your laughter is like a sweet melody, he starts to smile and laugh along with you. he loves these moments with you because he sees a sparkle in your eyes, making him smile so sweetly at you before he begins to laugh along. to jaemin anytime you smiled or laughed, it was the happiest moment. he adored hearing your cute laugh even after a lame jake.
your smallest achievements are his greatest achievements. it could be as simple as “i walked ten thousand steps today” and he’s throwing a party all for that. to jaemin any small feat of yours is a great accomplishment for him because he wants to celebrate you for as long as you let him. he always wants to be the person who make the biggest deal out of the smallest things because he knows how good you feel about yourself because of that. a simple “im so proud of you my princess” goes such a long way for you.
kissing away the tears. crying in front of jaemin was something that rarely happened because of what a great boyfriend he was. but sometimes life got hard for whatever reason and you need a good cry, in times like those jaemin kisses those tears off your face. he hates seeing you cry because a part of him breaks no matter what, it hurts him more than it does you but he’ll never say that. so instead he’ll sweetly hold your face, kissing those tears away softly. “it’ll be okay my baby, i promise” he tells you, trying to reassure you and it works like a charm everytime.
📦 :: o que tu acha de um jaemin namoradinho green flag? minha cabeça ta quase pifando so de pensar 😭 (anônimo)
citaram o amor da minha vida todinha, amo escrever com esse macho gostoso delicioso saboroso tesudo tudo de bom 🫠
༘⋆ COM TODAS AS CERTEZAS DO MUNDO ELE É TOTAL BANDEIRA VERDE, repito. NA JAEMIN É UM COMPLETO GREEN FLAG.
༘⋆ tudo o que você coloca na sua cabecinha, é válido pra ele. tudo. se você disser que quer se tornar uma borboleta, ele vai te apoiar e dizer que você vai ser a borboleta mais linda que já voou pelos ventos daqui. “hum? mesmo? eu quero que suas assas sejam rosa, meu amor."
༘⋆ fareja seu cansaço de longe, e não te deixa mover um músculo sequer nesses dias. ele cozinha, ele limpa a casa, jaemin tudo faz.
༘⋆ cuida de você com carinho exagerado sempre que chega seus dias de menstruação. é o cara que te compra doces, traz remédio pra dores, te massageia e até faz bolsa de água quente no meio da madrugada quando percebe você se contorcendo na cama.
༘⋆ nunca te deixou pagar nada, e ainda se ofende quando você se oferece. “tenho cara de duro?”
༘⋆ gosta que você leve ele sempre que sai pra comprar roupas, ele adora opinar. “eu quero que você leve essa saia, ela combina com a calça que eu trouxe de Paris.”
༘⋆ grudento, fica de melosidade em qualquer canto. não perde uma oportunidade em te beijar ou apertar sua cintura. também ama te dar colo.
༘⋆ quando você elogia ou menciona algo, seja um gesto ou algo material, logo ele associa que você iria ficar feliz de receber.
༘⋆ fica dengoso quando estão brigados e falta deitar a cabeça nos seus pés pra você voltar a falar com ele.
༘⋆ a frase favorita dele é: você não me ama mesmo. ele usa toda vez que você toma banho sozinha, levanta sem acordar ele com beijos ou quando manda ele se comportar.
༘⋆ você tem mil e um apelidos.
༘⋆ fala muito sobre o futuro de vocês. "jaemin, vai dormir. “, “mas amor, nem decidimos o nome do nosso quarto filho ainda.”
༘⋆ ele é um bebezao mas você é a bebezinha dele.
༘⋆ sem vergonha, não tem nada que impeça ele de falar ou fazer algo.
