genre fluff , established relationship , pop artist!au , masseuse!au , private but not secret relationship , husband!jaeyoon x wife!reader cw jaeyoon has busy schedules and is exhausted , he's also shirtless , they're very in love (the slytherinshua classic) , not proofread wc 1542 request @yudaies for jaeyoon + knots worked out of one's shoulder for the 3k event note teehee husband jaeyoon i'm so down bad. also he has a big heart and i just think that's neat. not my fault that his tiddies are in front of his heart okay net @kstrucknet @daydreamnet
As much as Jaeyoon loved the glamour and sophistication of parties; the elegant outfits, expensive food and endless alcohol, he also got sick of them after a while. Such events always took away hours of the day, and you were rarely able to come with him. He was able to enjoy the first few hours, but by the halfway point, he just missed you. Call him clingy, but was it a crime for a husband to miss his wife?
He swore tonight he had never missed you more, especially as he felt his body ache from exhaustion on the way back from a brand event. His suit felt uncomfortable and itchy on his body and his tie practically strangled him. He couldn’t wait to get home to you and relax for a bit. He would’ve dozed off in the car if his body wasn’t so sore. He shouldn’t have pushed himself on his workout yesterday after his show.
But he knew you would know exactly where to massage to relax his muscles and work out all the knots. You didn’t let your masseuse license go to waste with a husband who was constantly overworking his body. Jaeyoon sometimes felt like he had won the lottery each time you magically cured whatever ailment was bothering him, easily saving him thousands of dollars on physiotherapists and regular massage appointments.
You, meanwhile, could brag about your most famous client. Your husband, who just so happened to also be a multi-platinum performer, one of the hottest acts for the last few years. His popularity had exploded after one of his singles from years ago had gone unexpectedly viral. Headlines, articles, interviews, stadium tours, performances at prestigious events; Jaeyoon’s life had been hectic for the last three years. He could barely catch a break.
You tried to not let it bother you how much he was away. It wasn’t like you lost contact with him. He was practically always FaceTiming you or texting you when he couldn’t call. Your gallery was full of selfies he had sent while on tour and he always brought you back gifts from each new country he toured in. It was never a lifestyle he could’ve imagined himself living, and you still struggled to believe it was real. But it was what life had thrown his way, and you would always be his biggest supporter.
Jaeyoon always closed the front door quietly, in case you were already in bed. Although it was unlikely you would even hear it if you were— his house was quite big and the upstairs bedroom was furthest away from the front door. He smiled at the sight of your shoes you had haphazardly kicked off whenever you came home from work. He picked them up to straighten them, along with a pair of your high heels you had worn to the last fancy event Jaeyoon had insisted you attended.
You stayed away from the press most of the year. Jaeyoon was quite private with your relationship despite the media never getting tired of asking him questions about it. He joked that he got more questions inquiring after you than his own upcoming album. You insisted he was exaggerating. Jaeyoon completely understood the media. You were unbelievably beautiful; of course his fans wanted to know everything about his gorgeous wife. He wasn’t inclined to tell, though, and always answered the questions vaguely with his signature dimpled grin. The fans were crazy for it.
Once his coat was hung up on the wreck and his tie finally loosened from his neck, he made his way upstairs quietly, expecting to find you either still working (for which he would scold you), or already tucked into bed. When he entered your shared bedroom, he found it to be neither, though. You stood in front of your mirror, carefully putting in a pair of silver earrings that Jaeyoon remembers buying for you on a trip weeks ago. Adorning your figure is a dark red satin dress, and as his eyes drift up to your face, he has to remind himself to breathe. Dark red lipstick that matched your dress and a slightly shimmering gold eyeshadow decorated your face. The blush on your cheeks was slight, but noticeable enough, and he could make out the highlights on the tip of your nose and cheekbones.
What in the world were you dressed up for at nearly 1AM?
“Darling…” Jaeyoon had meant to follow the nickname up with a question or sentence of some sort, but he found the words disappearing in his throat as you turned around at the sound of his voice.
“Hi love! How was the event?” You asked immediately, attention fully turning to him as you took steps towards him. Jaeyoon could barely remember where he had been the last few hours, his brain entirely fuzzy at the sight of you looking so breathtaking.
“Where did you get this dress?” His words were quiet, barely above a whisper. It was all he could manage to get out. You stifled a laugh at his question.
“I ordered it a while ago. It finally came this evening and I couldn’t wait to try it on. Do you like it?”
“You drive me insane,” he muttered, running a hand through his brown hair. That remark only earned him another laugh from you. You flung your arms around his neck and pulled him down to kiss his lips. It was short and only temporarily enough to satiate the racing of Jaeyoon’s heart. But he would be patient.
“Seriously, how was the party? You’ve been looking forward to this for months,” you tracked back to your previous question posed when your husband was unable to focus on finding the words to answer it. He sighed.
“Tiring. Really tiring. My neck and shoulders have been sore all day,” he complained, his lips pulling down in a soft pout— one that silently pleaded for you to work your magic on his aching muscles. You frowned in sympathy at how genuinely exhausted he looked.
“We can’t have that now, can we? Wash up first. You’ve been in that suit all day,” you instructed, removing his tie for him. He nodded, pecking your lips one more time before stumbling towards the bathroom. You heard the shower turn on minutes later and you smiled. He needed the reset. You’d said goodbye to him in the morning at 8 when he walked out the door. While he looked absolutely breathtaking in that dark red suit that fit him like a glove, you knew he must’ve gotten tired of wearing it after the first 5 hours.
Although he was often exhausted, the evenings when Jaeyoon came back from work were always your favourite time of day. You liked massaging the knots out of his tired body. You liked the quiet atmosphere you two created. You liked having him all to yourself with nothing work related to distract him like so often happened earlier in the day. With his busy schedule, time alone was rare to come by. You took everything you were able to get.
It wasn’t long before Jaeyoon laid stomach down on the bed, cheek squished against the pillow and a pout on his lips that was almost too cute for you to handle. You could easily feel exactly where his muscles were the tightest, and you worked on them gently at first.
In your many years of dating, you had seen Jaeyoon shirtless too many times to count. And while plenty of those times had made you blush and almost eat him whole with your gaze alone, it was a very different atmosphere than the one that hung over the room now. He was exhausted after giving all his energy to performances the entire week, and you were focused on relieving the pain that had worked up in his body. It definitely wasn’t a typical romantic moment, but there was some comfort in your smooth hands massaging his shoulders.
Jaeyoon was struggling to stay awake as you started to tell him about some anecdote of last week to distract from the light wincing that escaped his mouth whenever you dug into a particularly tight muscle. He knew you wouldn’t mind if he dozed off, and definitely wouldn’t stop massaging him until you had worked out every last kink— but he wanted to stay awake for a bit longer; if only to steal a few cuddles from you in your warm pyjamas that you had changed into.
The picture of you in your new red dress still played in his mind every few moments. He was already thinking about the next free day in his schedule. He would be a failure of a husband if he didn’t take you out on a date to appreciate the dress in its full glory. You had many glamorous gowns, but not many had taken his breath away quite like that one. He would certainly never take your beauty for granted, however many interview questions he dodged about you. His appreciation wasn’t to be displayed for the whole world to see. It was always in the quiet, most private moments that you felt the most loved by him. And that was how it would stay.
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Requestssss? Can I have 24 and 40 in fluff for SF9 Jaeyoon pleaseeee
I miss my smol bean
smol bean is indeed very missed </3
Jaeyoon (SF9) | Sharing drama together + “Your heart is beating so fast right now.”
fluff | 0.8k | gn!reader
One moment the room is bright with the morning sun, and in the next the brightness is dulled and remains only as a soft glow. You blink a couple times before Jaeyoon’s eyes find yours again. You take a dramatic breath.
“But when I told you I wanted five more minutes, it was a no,” you complain, slightly irritated in the early hours of the morning. Honestly there was no reason why you shouldn’t sleep in on the weekend if you were still tired. He was free today too. Unlike you, though, he already managed to work out. Good for him. It would be horrible for you and your mood.
And now that you finally found the will to get up he just hops into bed and pulls the covers over both of you? Unbelievable.
“I don’t want to sleep,” he grins at you. Effortlessly he pulls you closer to him before you can escape. He smells nice, fresh out of the shower, and suddenly getting up doesn’t sound like a wise idea at all.
“Then?” You grumble (you need to stand your ground on the fact that you should be allowed to stay in bed the whole day today if you so wished).
“I have,” he lowers his voice and pauses to raise the tension, “The tea.”
You quirk a brow at him and he gives you a look that conveys very well that he hopes he used the phrase correctly. You want to interrogate him about where he even learned to use the phrase but the prospect of juicy gossip is more interesting.
“Let’s hear it then,” you say, much less irritated.
“Kiss me first,” he chuckles. You roll your eyes, but kissing your boyfriend in the morning is always nice. It’s addictive. One kiss is never enough.
“Your heart is beating so fast right now,” he chuckles. You didn’t even notice the lack of space between your bodies. You just smile and lay your head on his arm.
“I’m still waiting for the tea,” you remind him. It’s too early to be ashamed. Jaeyoon doesn’t really mind either way, happy enough to have your attention entirely on him and hold you in his arms. No matter how sore his muscles are.
So he spills, telling you all about the new development between the soon-to-be couple at the gym he started noticing recently. First the two were just looking at each other when the other wasn’t looking, then when the other was looking. Slowly they started working out next to each other, then spotting each other and sharing tips. Sharing snacks. And today - exchanging numbers. Jaeyoon just so happened to be there when the guy reached into his pocket before heading into the shower and to his surprise found a tissue with a number scribbled on it.
You listen to him with a wide smile. You’ve never seen the people yourself, but maybe that makes it more fairytale-like and you like it that way. You kick your feet as the story continues - that wasn’t even the end. The two met at the exit again by chance and right then and there they set up their first date.
“I must’ve looked like a creep, there’s only so many ways you can make yourself look busy in front of a gym exit,” Jaeyoon laments, but he’s smiling, “It was worth it though.”
“Guess we won’t have much more updates now though. Unless they start wearing wedding rings to the gym,” you laugh and bite your lip. You really hope it’s going to work out for them. Just like it’s working out for you and your lover so far. His cheeks heat up, he looks just as giddy as you. It’s always like this whenever a wedding is mentioned. Whenever he thinks of your future, getting closer each day.
“Your heart is still beating really fast,” he grins at you and pushes against your chest teasingly.
“Yeah? And yours isn’t?” you try to move your hand to do the same to him but before you can, he pulls away as far as the blanket covering you allows.
“Getting cold feet before even proposing?” you tease, watching the conflicting emotions flicker across his face. It’s still early in the morning. Too soon to be anything but honest in the safety of your sheets.
So he pulls you close again, hugging you against his chest so you can hear exactly how fast his heart is racing. You smile to yourself. So hopeless.
“I could propose to you right now but I want it to be perfect,” his voice barely heard over the sudden breeze blowing past the windows.
“If it’s you, it’s always going to be perfect,” you hum back. Maybe you’re a little hopeless too.
Can I ask SF9 how they showed their love to their partner? (Hugs, kisses, physical touches, loving words, etc)
Sorry for my english 🥺
Your English is fine hun! Plus the language is kinda stupid hehe
SF9's Love Languages 🩷
Warnings: These are what I think are SF9's top love language. Of course it is impossible for such lovely people to have just one 😔. Mention of food/cooking in Tae's. Tea is Chani's.
Youngbin
WORDS 👏 OF 👏 AFFIRMATION 👏
I will literally physically fight if anyone disagrees with me lol. Our man is so wise and sweet and his voice is just is soothing so I just think that his ultimate way to show you appreciation will be through words. Plus man's a great and creative lyricist.
Inseong
Quality time
Well, it's mostly just him trying to make you laugh by saying and making up the stupidest jokes, if you can call them that, ever. I'm also a strong believer that this man just wants to annoy you enough to start a debate with him cuz he's bored lol
Jaeyoon
Physical Touch
Maybe this is me projecting my needs maybe it is not okay idk. But let's be honest here, this man is the cutest ever and he will want to squish your cheeks, irrespective of squishyness quotient. He also likes to hug you, literally engulf you in his broad af chest and baby you although you want to baby him don't we all
Dawon
Acts of service
I just love him sm 😭. See, he's the kind to leave you sweet sticky notes with reassuring words and a drawing or something stupid on the back lol. But yeah it's all the small things that he'll do like buying you a new chapstick before your old one gets over, bringing your water bottle around even when you tell him you won't carry it, letting you use his arm as a pillow during the long car ride to your destination although it definitely hurts after some time, fixing your hair when you're distracted, etc. Bye I need a Sanghyuk
Zuho
Words of Affirmation
He is so much different that Youngbin tho lemme tell you. So Bin uses maturity and juju uses his baby voice(?) aka he does aegyo and makes you feel all mushy inside. I mean, he is cute.
Rowoon
Gift Giving
It won't necessarily be stupid gift all the time, he does give you good ones occasionally like a sunscreen stick for example. Most of the time it is something useless and weird like a spoon pillow or some shit but it's the thought that counts right?💀
But no on a real note he's super thoughtful when he gives you gifts and he thinks of it as something that'll remind you of his love when you use it.
Yoo Taeyang
Acts of Service
It could be doing your laundry or cooking for you or putting you phone on charge. It's the little things that you need in your daily life that sometimes get so difficult to manage. But don't worry, our teddy Tae is here to be your little lovely helper fairy, even if you don't ask or notice it right away.
Hwiyoung
Physical Touch
Yes he hates skinship from members but you, no. He loves clinging to you and hugging you and kissing you. He's like a mama cat and you his kitten and he wants to kith and protecc and love you so much till you physically have to be away from him lol
Chani
Quality Time
It doesn't even have to be like an eventful couple of hours. It could just be him laying on your lap taking a nap and you reading you book and playing with his hair, giving him a head massage or tracing his cute facial features. It could also be sitting on the rooftop with hot tea cups and talking about life while nuzzling into each other for warmth.
Hi hope you’re having a Good Friday. I’m in such a soft mood at the moment. Could we possibly get a head cannon for sf9 with the members reactions to their partner saying I love you for the first time 🥺
This is coming out so late :( Thank you for your request <3
SF9 reactions to their special other saying I love you for the first time
Genre: purest fluff ever
Pairing: SF9 x gn reader
Youngbin:
You can see the surprise on his face clear like a crystal. His eyes have got shiny, his cheeks have become rosy, however, he does not alarm you. Actually, your boyfriend comes closer and pecks you on the forehead. Even if your hair is all in place, he slides an invisible lock behind your ear smiling like an idiot.
Inseong:
"Uh?" that's all he can say at first, which makes you think he has not understood what you said. "I love you" you repeat, louder this time. He brings his hand to his chest, startled by his own heartbeat. "You caught me off guard, baby. But I love you too. So, so much."
Jaeyoon:
At the moment snap these three words he realizes that this is your first time verbally confessing to him. That was not like he had not known the fact but hearing it hit differently. His smile is so cheesy as he tilts his head to the side.
Dawon:
"I thought you would never admit it". His cocky expression was faker than snow in the tropics. He was melting inside. "I'm just saying that to make you happy, not that I mean it" you joked back. He chuckled then pulled you by the wrist to start talking seriously. "I'm so happy to hear this from you. What can I do to make you repeat it?"
Zuho:
The man cannot stop himself from flooding you with smooches. He kisses your cheeks, your lips, your nose. Also, you better close your eyes. He stopped whatever he was doing in order to give you full attention. In no time, you all are laughing so much. That was an unnecessary display of affection but you have a cheesy boyfriend.
Rowoon:
"I love you too". He subtly replies and clicks a soft kiss on your hand. You feel sure that he was waiting to hear that from you. His demeanor is so warm yet doting. You all stay stealing kisses from each other for a while.
Yoo Taeyang:
Taeyang hugs you the faster he can and finds a way to snuggle into your neck. He gets so flustered that it feels absurd. He is so overwhelmed by his own thoughts after you made clear that you reciprocate his feelings. "I love you too, sweetheart"
Hwiyoung:
"Really??" He bluntly says, automatically, just to feel dumb and fumble to correct himself "I love you more". His smile is so precious that you cup his face and goes for a peck on his lips, which he transforms into a real kiss. He won't let go of you soon.
Chani:
Boy has no idea what to do so he just leans in and messily kisses you. Despite you offering no resistance to his sudden approach, your lips softly curl up, making his disconnect from you. Chani makes your foreheads touch indeed and whispers "I love you too"
Your body jumped as you shuffled in the bed once again, coming face to face with Jaeyoon. You were sure that he was fast asleep, flinching as soon as you saw that his eyes were open, coupled with a weak smile on his face too.
It took a few moments to settle as his hand reached underneath the duvet for yours, intertwining it in with your hand and holding onto you tightly. Whilst you were sure that he was sleeping, Jaeyoon had heard you toss and turn beside him for most the night.
He had tried his best to ignore it, hoping that you were just having a tricky time getting comfortable. But as he began to hear you sniffle too, he knew that he couldn’t just sleep through it, opening his eyes and watching you until you turned over.
“Are you alright?” He asked.
Your head shook as a lump ran down your throat, fearing how late into the night it was. Your mind was clouded, body heavy and weighed down with pressure coming at you from all sorts of angles, not giving you the chance to rest.
“I’m sorry for disturbing you,” was all that you could say in reply to Jaeyoon, knowing just how busy he was too. “If I’m keeping you up then I can always go and sleep on the sofa, give you the chance to rest properly.”
You were barely allowed to move before Jaeyoon pulled you further into him instead, moving his arm to wrap around you to keep you secure in his side. He knew that you were struggling, refusing to let you struggle alone.
Ever since you came home from work that evening, Jaeyoon knew that plenty was on your mind. You talked to him about everything, and as you began to tell him about how snowed under you were at work, he knew that it meant you beating yourself up for it.
His eyes never moved from watching you as you turned onto your side to be able to look across at him properly. His smile was soft, reassuring you that there was nothing to worry about when you were with him, that he would look after you.
“It’ll be alright,” he whispered once you had settled.
“It doesn’t feel that way right now,” you huffed, dropping your head to rest against Jaeyoon’s shoulder, “it feels like a mountain that’ll just keep growing.”
“I promise you that that’s not going to happen,” Jaeyoon replied, keeping his voice nice and calm around you. “I’m not going to let that happen to you Y/N, it shouldn’t be happening to the point where you can’t even sleep.”
He hated the pressure that came at you from work, wishing at times that he could do all of it for you, just to make life much easier for you.
“You’re busy too,” you reminded Jaeyoon, “you’ve probably got enough on your plate as it is.”
“None of that is as important to me as you are though,” he chimed.
A soft chuckle came from you as Jaeyoon managed to find all of the right words to comfort you and reassure you. He didn’t care how late it was, how much he needed sleep, all that he was worried about was taking care of you.
It hurt him knowing that you were suffering, it was horrible for him to see that you weren’t able to sleep, when he knew that sleep was what you needed the most deep down.
Jaeyoon continued to watch you as a trail of soft sighs escaped you, trying your best to keep it together. “Don’t fret,” he told you as your expression began to turn slightly panicked.
Your head nodded as Jaeyoon guided you, listening to the calmness in his voice and using it to try and relax yourself, trusting in everything that Jaeyoon had to say.
“Thank you for always helping me,” you suddenly told Jaeyoon once you settled, “even though it’s probably about three in the morning.”
“The time doesn’t matter, the only thing that matters is you Y/N.”
“What about work? You can’t show up at work exhausted tomorrow,” you continued to try and argue, but Jaeyoon quickly quietened you back down again.
None of it mattered to him, no matter how much you fretted that it would. He meant it when he told you that you were his priority, as much as he cared about work, he cared about you too, and especially your wellbeing.
“We can lay here wide awake all night long if you can’t fall asleep,” Jaeyoon told you, “maybe we could watch something, try and distract you for a little while?”
“You know that you really don’t have to do all of this for me Jaeyoon.”
“But I want to,” he proudly smiled in reply to you, “you always help me out, so when you need help too, I should always be there to support you and encourage you.”
Your smile turned up appreciatively, “if you start yawning at work tomorrow, I’m going to make sure that all of the boys know that you’re yawning because it’s your own fault.”
Jaeyoon knew that the boys would understand, they worried about you like he did. You were close with every single one of them, best friends almost, whenever they knew you were having a hard time, they loved helping Jaeyoon to try and cheer you up.
“Do you want to tell me more about what’s going on at work?” Jaeyoon offered to you, “anything that you feel like might be easier on you if you talk about it, or is there anything that you think that I might be able to help you with?”
“It’s just the usual stuff,” you smiled back to Jaeyoon, “the usual everyone presuming that I’m there to do everything and they can get away with doing nothing.”
“Is there not someone that you can talk about this too?” He enquired, “don’t you have people around who can tell others to pull their weight for a change?”
“You’d think that they would, but they don’t.”
A sigh came from Jaeyoon as he pressed yet another kiss the top of your head. More than anything he wanted for you to go get out of there, but he knew that it wasn’t that easy for you, that office had been your place for years.
“How about I grab my laptop?” Jaeyoon proposed as you shuffled slightly in his hold, “haven’t we got the latest episode of Seokwoo’s drama to catch up on?”
“Are you really sure that you want to watch that at three in the morning?” You frowned across to Jaeyoon. Before he could even respond, he had bent down and picked his laptop up from underneath his side of the bed.
“If you’re going to have a sleepless night, then we’re both going to have a sleepless night,” Jaeyoon promised you, “I’d much rather be awake and keep an eye on you than sleep and worry about how you are.”
“You’re too good to me sometimes.”
“I’m to you as you are to me,” Jaeyoon corrected, “maybe that’s why the two of us make such a good team when we’re together.”
summary: a short snippet of a sleepy morning with bf!Jaeyoon
milky's 💌: i'm so in love with Jaeyoon ㅠㅠ
resting your head on a pillow that sits on Jaeyoon's lap, your grip on his hand that you've been holding loosens as you drift to sleep. the movie you've been watching together fades into the background.
Jaeyoon immediately notices when you fall asleep. he looks down and admires your relaxed expression, the curve of your nose, your rounded lips and your lovely eyelashes. carefully, he explores your face with his fingertips, tracing the outline of your jaw. he lingers over your lips, smiling at the memory of all the times he's kissed them before.
when he reaches up to touch your eyelashes, your grip on his hand that you've been holding tightens. you, having been awake from the moment Jaeyoon started exploring your face, bring his precious hand to your lips and kiss each one of his knuckles, then, the back of his hand.
"you're awake?" Jaeyoon asks.
"yes," you respond, nuzzling Jaeyoon's hand against your cheek.
he uses his other hand to cup one of your cheeks before he leans down to kiss your forehead. his lips are soft and warm, and you still feel them against your skin even after he's pulled away.
"should we head to bed now, if you're feeling sleepy?" Jaeyoon sweetly asks, caressing your face with his thumb.
"but i want to stay awake and spend more time with you," you say with a pout.
Jaeyoon grins at you and helps you sit up.
"you can sleep while hugging me and that'll count as spending time together, right?" he says.
you pull him close and bury your head in his chest, and he wraps his arms around your waist. the two of you stay like this for a moment until Jaeyoon convinces you to go to bed.
there, he pulls you close and lets you lay your head against his chest. you can hear his heartbeat and feel him vibrate as he talks. he tells you about how his day has been, since he only got to see you in the evening after a full day of work. yet, he stops himself when he hears your deep, even breaths.
"my baby's asleep again," he mumbles to himself with a smile before he kisses the top of your head.
his arms stay wrapped around you, still holding you close as he closes his eyes and falls asleep listening to your breaths. his chin rests on the top of your head and his legs are entangled with yours. he hopes he can dream of you tonight, even though he's already holding you.
We should have boarded our flight fifteen minutes ago.
Looking around the terminal, people are getting anxious, they sense a delay or worse, canceled flight.
People checking their phones, checking the flight schedule board.
Some are pacing, others asking the airport staff questions.
All except those nine guys.
They are not perturbed in the least.
Handsome bunch, and tall, she thinks to herself.
Must be experienced travelers.
Wish they would inform us what the hell is happening.
"Flight 462 is canceled due to bad weather, we are very sorry for any inconvenience".
"What the fuck"
"Just great".
Lea makes her way to the desk to find out more details.
She is not alone in her quest for knowledge.
Everyone talking at once, raising their voice to be heard.
The man at the information desk raises his hands.
"I can not hear or answer your questions when you all talk at once. Your flight is delayed till tomorrow. You can stay at the airport or find a hotel for the night".
Lea Google's hotels, finds several, they are all booked till she reaches The Glorious Hotel.
Room booked, collecting her bags she leaves the airport and hails a taxi.
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Weighing the cost of the room against sleeping at the airport, the Hotel wins.
Dinner shower sleep, that's all I want, a peaceful night's sleep.
Walking into the hotel lobby, wow it's stunning.
The front desk is crowded.
All at once the nine gentlemen at the front desk turn and stare at Lea with such intensity she feels her face burning.
Once again their attention is on booking their rooms.
A bellhop gathers their luggage motioning them towards the elevators.
One by one they share one last glance of Lea.
Starting to feel uncomfortable with this unwanted attention, she waits till they have all entered and the elevators close.
Finally at the front desk, obtaining her key card, she is helped by another bellhop and escorted to her room.
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Closing the door, I can finally unwind.
The room decor, green and blue elegantly decorated.
Bobbing up and down the mattress, heaven.
Hugging the pillow, sweet.
Shower time.
While Lea is drying her hair the phone rings.
Ring ring ring.
"Hello"
"This is the front desk"
"Yes, the dining room is now open, dinner will be available in ten minutes"
"Thank you".
Well I am hungry.
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After ordering her meal, Lea takes in the opulence of the room.
Beautiful.
The nine walk into the dining area in single file, they make their way to the table that sits twelve.
Their presence demands prompt attention in which they receive.
Menus given, meals ordered.
Their waiter returns shortly with bottles of red wine.
Plate empty, Lea summons the waiter to pay for her meal.
Time to hit the sack she thinks to herself.
On her way to the exit, she passes the table of nine.
"Care to partake in a glass of wine?" Rowoon enquiries.
Not to offend. Sitting down "thank you".
"My name is Lea".
"Rowoon"
"Jaeyoon"
"Inseong"
"Youngbin"
"Zuho"
"Taeyang"
"Dawon"
"Chani"
"Hwiyoung"
"Nice to meet you all ".
Sipping her wine, "delicious thank you".
Several glasses later, feeling a buzz, "well I better go"."Already? It's early! We thought you might join in the game!" Zuho tells her.
"Game?"
"Pick a team," Hwiyoung instructs.
"Team?"
"I…I " she stutters.
Looking at them, she points to Youngbin, "his team".
"Well that's hardly fair, they already have an extra" Hwiyoung states.
"We don't need extras to kick their ass!" Dawon adds.
Jaeyoon, Inseong Zuho Rowoon and Youngbin, stand "come on shorty you are with us!".
Stumbling from her chair, totally confused, Lea follows.
Looking around the room, "fuck what I have I got myself into?"
In a hotel room with five strangers.
"Close the blinds," Jaeyoon orders.
Blue blinds close, the room darkens, till Zuho flicks the light switch.
Nervousness now the emotion that is taking hold, panic even.
Youngbin sits on the bed, cleaning a pistol.
Jaeyoon cleans his pistol adding a silencer, Inseong, Rowoon and Zuho now have pistols out.
"What the fuck?"
Looking at her questioning, "you don't have a weapon?".
"You better find one" , Youngbin suggests.
"Any experience with thievery shorty?" Rowoon asks.
"Err, no"
"You will catch on" he states.
With stealth and grace that defies their height, the group break into the back office, where a safe is located.
With what appears like years of experience Inseong cracks the safe.
"Yes," he whispers.
Holding up a gold bracelet.
"Let's go" motions Zuho.
"Time to celebrate".
The bar at the Glorious hotel, resembled the decor of the hotel.
The aroma from the scented candles, Jasmine, filled the room.
Seated at the table, red wine flows once more in celebration.
The doors fly open, Taeyang Dawon and Chani enter the bar.
A tense moment is quickly dispelled as Dawon Chani and Taeyang offer their congratulations.
Bottles of wine consumed, the conversation, light in its content.
The doors to the bar swing open, Hwiyoung stands there, flowers in his hand.
Swiftly he drops the flowers to expose a gun, the noise is deafening as he shoots in the direction of Inseong.
Chaos is now let loose.
All nine have their weapons drawn.
Wild west meets gangster meets James Bond is the best way to describe the subsequent events.
One would think fireworks, but no, guns firing, in every direction.
Total and utter mayhem.
Lea screams and ducks under the table.
Terrified.
"OMG I'm going to die" she weeps.
Sensing someone close, Lea peeks from under the table.
Dawon is looming over her, smiling.
"Fuck I'm dead!" She utters.
Then abruptly he starts singing.
"Baby dance with me
Dance with me Let’s have fun"
With an outstretched hand Dawon grins.
Taking his hand Lea stands hoping to escape
A flying chair connects with Lea's head, pain and dizziness then nothing.
■
The throbbing that is assaulting her skull wakes her up.
She is in her hotel room.
"What the fuck?"
"I have to get out of here!"
Waiting at the front desk to check out.
There is a commotion behind her she turns to see it's the nine.
"Good morning shorty, fun time last night huh" Chani greets her.
"How's the head, my bad! Sorry about that" Youngbin offered.
The hotel manager greets the nine, "glad you guys enjoyed last night's activities see you next time".
"Let's get to the airport, flight to catch" Rowoon.
SF9
Kim Inseong x Reader + Lee Jaeyoon x Reader
Summary: You were the shining example of oblivious. Perhaps, it was more accurately, insecure, ever since your confidence got spat on by your ex. Regardless, you were mostly just blind to the advances of the two cutest guys in the world.
Word Count: 2k+
Warnings: University AU, fluff, angst, reader dumb af, pining, jealousy, love triangle, typos, etc.
A/N: I REALIZED ACTUALLY I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE REQUEST I HAVE IS AND LITERALLY AGREED JUST COS IT WAS FOR JAEYOON AND INSEONG HAHAHAH LOL anyway wtf is a platonic significant other ??? you guys be wilding huh HAHHAA. Anyway anon, I hope you enjoy the way i spun your request hekhek
ALSO i currently have no energy to proof read atm this im sorry for my typos
It doesn't actually matter what I feel.
What mattered was I know that they could not feel that way about me.
These last few days were crazy. Our dorm went on lockdown due to a spike of cases in our area and we were going through an impending decision of whether or not on-campus activities would be continued since the term was ending anyway.
Feelings toward this decision was split because our area had just gotten back to being somewhat normal. I personally didn't mind whatever decision was going to happen because I trusted whatever decision would be made was going to do be for the best, though I was going to miss the benefits that came with being able to go outside again.
And by the way, I meant I knew that neither Inseong nor Jaeyoon felt anything remotely similar to what my friends said they felt towards me.
I mean, why would they when they were popular on campus for being top tier attractive even though half of them have never even seen their faces in person.
What's more they were absolute sweethearts beyond their outward beauty.
And besides, my relationship with them was very superficial, as in I only ever talk to them about school, since I was classmates with Inseong, and dorm life, since it happened Jaeyoon and I shared the same dorm.
I place my hands on my nape and roll my head. I sigh and stretch, proceeding to take a sip of my water and pushing my hair out of my face.
I turn to my clock and find that it's already 1pm. I sigh and stare blankly at my LED screen where my assignment rested.
You know what I could use? Sugar.
I curl up on my desk and grab my phone, skimming through my notifications, debating on ordering some food.
Just then, there is a popup on my phone and it begins to vibrate. There is a video call request and the caller name reads Kim Inseong. I release a breath and answer, "sup?"
Inseong is lied down on his bed, clutching a pillow, "I'm dying."
I snort, "same."
"I was finishing some activates but felt the urge to jump out of the window, so I decided to call you."
I place my head in my hand and purse my lips, "well, I'm very glad you didn't jump out of the window."
He clicks his tongue, "it's an expensive decision."
I chuckle.
"Am I bothering you?" Inseong asks, shifting in his place.
I shake my head, "no. I'm kind of in a slump right now with my own work."
He sighs, "I wish I could help you, but I have no idea how the heck your courses work."
I chuckle, "it's fine. Thanks anyway."
For a moment, we don't speak. It's not awkward though. I set my phone down and turn back to my laptop and attempt to continue with my work.
Just as Inseong speaks, I hear a text notification.
I turn to my phone and find it's from Jaeyoon.
From LEE JAEYOON: 😩😩😩 can i hangout in your dorm
From LEE JAEYOON: im going to die of boredom and loneliness 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩
I chuckle and shake my head.
To LEE JAEYOON: 🙄 as if i could stop you if i tried ✋
To LEE JAEYOON: im busy though so
"Who was that?" Inseong asks me as set my phone back down.
"Dormmate," I answer quickly, "errr, I mean... he lives in the floor below my apartment and we go to school together sometimes."
Inseong lingers on the 'he' part of the sentence. I at first don't realize he doesn't reply, cause I'm caught up in the work I was doing. Then in the silence, it occurred to me perhaps he ended the call.
I look over to my screen and see Inseong was no longer lying down and was sat up, running his hands through his hair.
I think nothing of it and turn back to my work. I decide to ask, "what subject are you working on?"
When he doesn't reply, I turn back to my phone and see that he was walking around.
I speak louder, "Inseong?"
He hums, "yeah?"
"What subject are you working on?"
He raises the phone to his face and knits his brows, "what?"
I repeat with a sigh, "are you working on your economics homework, or..."
"Ah, no, no. It's a project for a major subject."
"Ahhh," I nod, "that must suck."
"It does."
I don't get to reply because there is a knock on my door. I look over my shoulder then turn back to my phone screen, "hold on."
I then stand and go to my door, knowingly letting in Jaeyoon that came over, although I didn't say he could. He was wearing a mask and a blanket over his shoulders.
"Annyeong," he says, holding a bag of chips and his own laptop.
I shake my head at the sight of it, "I'm doing my assignment, Jaeyoon."
"I know, I know," he replies stepping in, removing his shoes, "I'll just be here watching a film on my laptop," he responds, all giddy, taking his mask off.
I reply to him as I make it back to my desk, "literally, what's the difference of you watching a film in your dorm and here?" I sit back down and find Inseong looking into the camera as Jaeyoon replies, "uh, you, duh. Your company? Tsk, you're not very smart."
I whip my head to him and glare. Jaeyoon ignores this and chuckles, "you know you love me too."
I reply exasperatedly, "I really don't, Jaengjji."
"There's someone in your apartment?" Inseong asks through the phone.
I hum, "the dormmate I was talking to you about."
Inseong hums and nods, pursing his lips the way he always did. I look at him for a moment but shake my head and go back to work
Jaeyoon overhears this as he sets up on my bed, "is that a classmate?" Without waiting for my response, he screams, "HI CLASSMATE!"
I turn to him and growl, "zip it, you moron."
He turns to me with his toothy smile and nods his head in what he believes to be a cute manner, "sorry." He proceeds to lie on my bed chest down and opens his chips.
"If you make a mess-"
"I won't make a mess!"
I roll my eyes and turn back around.
"Ya," Inseong calls, "do you remember your umbrella?"
"What?" I ask, turning to my phone.
"The one you left the last time you were here?"
I remember and nod, "ah, yeah."
"I should come over and give it back to you."
I knit my brows but continue to type away on my keyboard, "what? Why would you do that?"
Inseong lets out a breath, "well, because I might not get another chance if they tighten the lockdown protocols."
I chuckle, "weirdo," I turn to the camera, "it's just an umbrella. You don't have to come over just for that."
"No," he says, "didn't you say you really liked this umbrella? Your grandma bought it for you."
"Yeah, but it's okay if you keep it till next time. I have, like, two other backup umbrellas here. Plus the one Jaeyoon gave me."
Upon hearing his name, Jaeyoon turns to me and screams, "THAT'S ME! I'M JAEYOON."
I roll my eyes and rub my ears in annoyance.
"Sorry," Jaeyoon mutters.
Inseong clenches his jaw and I knit my brows at his expression, "ya... it's really not a big deal."
"Well, it is to me," he sighs.
I begin to feel bad because of his reaction. For a moment, I think he'll get over it. He can get pretty petty. As the minutes pass though with him remaining still and silent on the other line, I can't help but sigh. I wipe my face and nod, "you know, if you really want to... you can give me my umbrella back. It's really not a big deal though. Don't you live across campus?"
Inseong perks up and raises his hand, shaking it, "no. It's not a big deal if I go there. I need the exercise anyway, and I don't want you to lose your cute umbrella."
I chuckle at his use of use.
"I'll be right over then," he says.
I nod and hum, "okay. Bye."
"Bye."
Once I end the call, Jaeyoon comes up next to me and brings up his bag of chips as an offering. As he crunches on some, he casually asks, "classmate?"
I turn to him and nod, taking some chips and stuffing it in my mouth.
"Have I met her before?"
I shake my head and brush off some crumbs off my fingers.
Jaeyoon nods and continues his questions, "are you two the same major?"
"No, we have the same gen-ed classes," I say turning back to my laptop, "his name, by the way, is Kim Inseong."
Jaeyoon stills and buffers, mid eating. He chews on his food and quickly swallows, clearing his throat, "you're friends with a guy?"
I knit my brows at that and don't turn to him, "what? Like you're special?"
Jaeyoon deflates and sits down on the floor next to me, "well, yeah... I think I'm pretty special."
I can't help but chuckle at him. I look down at him and smile, patting his head, "don't worry, you can still be cute even though you're not special."
Jaeyoon knits his brows and gets on his knees, moving closer to me, "so, he's not special either, right?"
I roll my eyes, "haven't we established that I don't think anyone can be special to me since my ex treated me like shit."
Jaeyoon scowls, crushing some of the chips in the bag. He rips off the blanket off his shoulders and throws his blanket to the bed, "I'm going to beat that jerk up if I ever see him."
I nod, "please do."
Jaeyoon sighs then goes back to his movie; I go back to my work.
There is a comfortable silence between us for a while, but it is broken by a knock on the door.
Even with his earphones on, Jaeyoon is extremely sensitive to sound. He, in fact, notices it though I don't. He pauses his movie and pulls one earphone out. He asks, "did you order anything."
"What?" I turn to him in confusion.
"There's someone at the door," he says, pulling the other earphone and standing. He grunts and heads to the door. I watch him as he walks off and sequentially opens the door.
Jaeyoon's demeanor quickly shifts when he is faced with someone equally as tall and seemingly as old as him. He closes the door slightly and knits his brows, "can I help you?"
Inseong does not take kindly to his stiff tone and mimics his expression, placing his hands, which was gripping an umbrella, behind his back. It was pretty obvious, even though Inseong was masked, that he was clenching his jaw before he answered, "yeah. Can I talk to the person who lives here?"
Jaeyoon does not take kindly to his stiff tone either, "why?"
I knit my brows, wondering what was taking Jaeyoon so long, up until I dawns on me it was probably Inseong out there. I stand and jog over to the door, coming up behind the tall man blocking my view and peeping outside from under his arm, which I had to lift up to do so.
Jaeyoon flutters at this, smiling softly. Inseong knits his brows in annoyance
I smile at the sight of the other tall outside and call, "Brainseong, you're here."
Jaeyoon hates how this 'Brainseong' person melts at that.
Inseong turns to me and shows me my red umbrella.
I smile and shove Jaeyoon away using my hips, "thank you," I say taking my umbrella from him, "do you want to come in?"
Inseong doesn't miss a beat, "yeah, actually, I'm a little thirsty."
I nod at this and open the door for him, pointing to my shoe rack, "put your shoes here. I'll get you a glass of water."
Jaeyoon watches every move Inseong makes as he takes his shoes off. I catch his grim expression.
I give him a look and slap his chest. Jaeyoon turns to me, suddenly looking like a lost, wounded puppy. I shake my head and turn away, "by the way, Inseong, this is Lee Jaeyoon, the dormmate I told you about."
Jaeyoon puffs his chest at the idea he was mentioned before, then crosses his arms.
"Jaeyoon, this is the classmate I told you about: Kim Inseong."
Inseong looks to Jaeyoon and feels smug about the idea he was talked about before.
Jaeyoon catches Inseong's expression and notes, "how could I forget, you just told me about him a few minutes ago."
I knit my brows at that, not understanding why he felt the need to say it.
Inseong clears his throat, "me too."
I turn to Inseong as he continues, "you didn't have to tell me about him since you just talked about him on our most recent face time a while ago."
Inseong and Jaeyoon look at each other.
I look between them and purse my lips, "okay then... I'm going to get you a glass of water."
The two follow after me. I had Inseong a cup. He drinks it and puts his mask up right after. Jaeyoon, who say a glimpse of his face, thinks he's not even good looking.
"You can take your mask off, if you want," I say.
Inseong shakes his head, "no, no. I'm not staying-"
Jaeyoon smirks to himself.
"-we're going to facetime until midnight anyway."
Jaeyoon's face drops. He grips his hands.
I make a face at Inseong, "I swear if you just jinxed me--"
Inseong raises his hands and chuckles, quickly stealing a look from Jaeyoon, "what? You always fall asleep halfway anyway."
Jaeyoon chuffs and buts in, "ya."
I turn to Jaeyoon and raise my brows.
"I'm going to order some food. What would you like?"
I break into a smile, "are you treating me?"
"I should, since you've been working so hard."
I break into a grin and squeal, running up to Jaeyoon and gripping his arm, "wahhhhh, thank you, Jaeeeeeeyoooooonnn."
Jaeyoon smiles blissfully. Inseong rolls his eyes, "I'll go now."
I halt my actions and turn to Inseong, letting go of Jaeyoon and jogging up to him. I walk him to the door and grip his arm, "thanks again for giving me back my umbrella, Inseong."
He turns to me and pats my head, "anything for my favorite partner."
I snort at that.
He quickly puts his shoes on and I was about to say one more goodbye, but Jaeyoon calls for me, "garlic chicken and cheese, right?"
I turn over my shoulder and call back, "yes, please, thank you."
"And plain fries?"
I break into a wide grin and call back, "well if you insist."
Jaeyoon walks over to me and smirks with a phone to his ear, "how could I ever deprive you of your favorite?"
I shake my head at his teasing and decide not to reply.
Inseong clears his throat from outside and raises his hand, "I'll get going now."
Jaeyoon watches Inseong smugly from inside the apartment. Inseong looks at him then looks at me as I say, "thanks again for all the trouble you went through for my umbrella."
"No worries. It's not a big deal."
I shake my head, "no, it is to me."
Inseong smiles behind his mask.
Jaeyoon snorts and turns away.
Before I can close the door, Inseong calls, "ah."
"Hmm?" I open the door as I was closing it.
Jaeyoon knits his brows and turns back to Inseong.
"Are we still on for Saturday?" Inseong says a little louder than needed.
I pull my head back, "yeah, why wouldn't we be?"
Inseong nods his head, "ah, nothing. Just making sure."
Jaeyoon makes a face upon hearing that.
With that, Inseong gives one last wave and walks back.
