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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Jaeyoon steps into your apartment and drops his keys onto the table and removes his shoes, he drops his gym bag next to the table and makes his way further into your apartment, you had given him a key months ago, and you basically shared each other’s space whenever you could. You were laying on the couch when he steps into the living room, and you give him a wide smile.
“Look who’s back from the gym,” You say. You note that his hair was sticky with sweat, and that veins were bulging from his wrists and going up his arms. He gives you a sweet smile in return and makes his way to the couch, the tight top he wore along with the baggy sweats just seems to fit him so well.
“I missed you,” He says. He lifts your legs and sits down on the couch before laying your legs down on top of his thighs and slides his hand up and down your leg, which quickly causes goosebumps to rise onto your skin at the warm contact. “Are you enjoying yourself?” Your eyes were following his hand on your bare thigh, the way the veins were going up his arms.
“Hmm,” You hum. He leans back against the couch, and it was like your brain woke up. “Hey, you need to shower, my couch, Yoon,” He chuckles and squeezes your thighs, which makes you freeze again.
“I should, I’m going,” He says. Another squeeze and you feel him begin to remove your legs, only for you to sit upright and practically pounce on him, pushing him down onto the couch. “Whoa… What happened to ‘my couch’?” You roll your eyes as you straddle his lap while keeping your hands pressed against his shoulders to keep him from getting up.
“Hey, if you want to squeeze my thigh like that,” You say while looking down at him. “Then I can clean my couch later,” You had managed to push him into s laying position, and having him look up at you the way he was, was making your insides flip. Your hand was holding onto his firm pecs, and you had to admit that they felt sculpted underneath your touch.
“Then what should I do if not go and shower?” He asks in a teasing tone. His hands move to your hips, and they move underneath your shirt until he was holding your hips, the warmth from his hands spreads through your body.
“You should do me,” You say. You watch his eyes darken at your words, the playful smile turning into a teasing one. “And then we can both go and take a shower together,” His hands on your hips squeeze down before they slowly move higher, leaving a burning trail behind on your skin.
“I’m down for that,” He says. You lift your arms and allow him to remove your shirt, he sits upwards and places his hands on your middle back before his lips make contact with your jaw. “An extra workout session is always good, especially this type,” He manages to say between kissing your jaw. You tilt your head back to give him some more space while your hands slide down his chest before curling into the tight shirt he had worn and slowly begin lifting it upwards. His hands slide over your back until his fingers slip underneath your bra, and you feel him begin lifting it upwards.
“This type of session is one you can see as a reward,” You say. Your hands leave his shirt to lift your arms up and let him remove your bra, his lips breaking away from your jaw to pull the fabric over your head and toss it aside. Once your bra had been removed, your hands quickly return to his shirt, and he lifts his arms to let you remove it. “Gosh… These cute moles, and your beautiful birthmark…” You had picked up early in your relationship that he had been insecure about them, but you had quickly shown him how much you love every single part of him. You toss his shirt aside and his lips immediately attach to the top of your chest and slowly move lower.
“Hmm, you taste so good,” He mutters as he travels lower and lower until his lips were at the curve of your breasts. You move one of your hands to the back of his head and twist your fingers into his hair. You feel him starting to suck on your skin, and the feeling travels down to your core and wetness pools between your folds. The temperature in the room quickly shifts, and it becomes warmer, you could feel your skin heating up along with the room. Your breathing was slowly becoming deeper as you heard and felt him breathing against the swell of your breast while sucking a mark into your skin.
“Jae…” You sigh out in contentment while gently massaging your fingers into his scalp. You slide your other hand over his chest and down his stomach, feeling the ridges of his abs underneath your fingers, your hand slides over the waistband of his sweats before you cup him through the fabric, making him pull back from the mark he was creating.
“Hmm,” He hums and glances up at your face before his head dips a little lower and his tongue licks a stripe over your nipple before blowing against the bud, and watches as it hardens. “Any special requests for this reward, then?” You lick your lips before letting your eyes fall down on him, he was looking up at you again, his eyes dark with lust.
“Don’t be gentle,” You say. You watch his eyes darken just a little more before he slowly leans closer and wraps his lips around your nipple, you felt your pussy twitch as you felt the harsh suck on your hardened nipple from him. “Oh!” His hands grip onto your hips to pull you even closer against him, your hand on his crotch squeeze down momentarily, and you feel him starting to harden. “Fuck, yes,” You feel his breathing becoming deeper as his nose pressed against your skin. “Yoon…” His grip was bruising, and you knew you would be able to see his fingerprints in a few hours on your skin. “Ohh, oh…” He was sucking harshly on your nipple, and it felt like it was tugging right at the knot that was forming inside your abdomen.
One of his hands slides upwards and cups your breast, his fingers dig into the skin and his thumb slowly slides over your nipple, which causes the bud to harden at the touch. You close your eyes and let the blissful feeling take control of you for a moment and let all the feelings run through your body. You slowly palm his bulge through his sweats and feel it hardening.
“Jae,” You mumble. His index finger slides along your breast before you feel him take your nipple between his index finger and thumb and slowly roll the bud between the pads of his fingers. “Gosh…” Shockwaves go through your stomach and straight down to your pussy as your nipple grows more sensitive to the touching and pinching. “Fuck, Jae…” He pulls at your nipple with his mouth, and you feel your muscles tightening for a moment before he realises it with a loud popping sound. “FUCK!”
“Let me feel how wet that made you, sweetheart,” He says. His hand on your hips dips into your pants and over your panties and slowly slides over your mound before he cups your pussy and uses his finger to pull your panties to the side. “Hmm, I can already feel it and my finger isn’t even touching you yet,” His finger slips past your folds, and you hear a squelching sound from your wetness, and he presses down near your entrance. “Gaawwdd,” He practically moans out. “So wet…” His finger slides along your pussy and towards your clit and slowly circles the bundle of nerves.
“Jae… Jae,” You breathe out. You could feel yourself getting wetter from his touches, and you were growing needier to have his fingers plunge into you. “Fuck…” Your hand moves faster over his bulge, and you could feel the outline of it now fully through his pants. His finger slides over your clit, and you feel a shock go through your body, your legs tense for a moment, and you try to squeeze them shut, only to squeeze them into the side of his thighs.
“Already so sensitive,” He says while smirking up at you. Your hips buck forward as you feel him rubbing slow circles over your clit, the nub quickly grew even more sensitive with his touch, and you could feel wetness pouring from you. “If I keep this up, you’re going to be soaking through your panties,” Your skin was flushed, and you could feel sweat building up on your skin.
“Jaaaeeee,” You whine. Your movements on his bulge come to a halt as you begin getting lost in the pleasurable feeling his finger was causing you. He leans closer and his lips press against your collarbone and slowly kisses his way upwards along your neck until he reaches your earlobe.
“You’re going to feel so good around my cock,” He whispers. His hot breath causes goosebumps to rise on your skin and for your eyes to roll to the back of your head. You feel a second finger press against your clit before feeling him doing a scissoring motion around your clit to rub around it.
“Fuuuck, fuck, Jae, Jae,” You moan. Your breathing was beaconing heavier and heavier. “OH!” You feel his fingers close around your clit and slowly pull at it. “OH, OH, FUCK, JAE!” You could feel the bundle of nerves slipping between his fingers, your grip on his hair tightens and tilt your head back, and you could feel his hot breath against your ear, which was making your pussy twitch in excitement. “Jaaaeeee,” He releases your clit, and you gasp loudly for air. His fingers press against your clit and slowly slide his fingers along your pussy and towards your slit.
“How many fingers should I start with?” He asks. His fingers reach your slit, and you heard your wetness squelching, which makes you bite your lower lip and squeeze your eyes shut. “One, two… maybe three?”
“Two,” You quickly answer. You feel his fingers circle your entrance before two digit slip into you, making your lips part, and you let out a gasp at the light stretch that you felt as they slip deeper into you. “Fuuuck, fuck, Jae, Jaaaeee,” He curls his fingers once they were fully buried inside you. “Ohh, fucking…” His fingers slowly slide out of you as he extends them before pushing them back into you, you could feel your toes curling at the sensation and tingles running up your spine. “Jae, Jae, oh my fucking fuck,” You could feel your skin heating up even more and sweat running down your back.
“Those sounds are so pretty,” He mutters before taking your earlobe between his teeth and nibbling on it. Your walls clench around his fingers at the feeling of his teeth on your ear and his breathing right into your ear, a shiver goes through you, and you involuntarily buck your hips into his hand. “Want more?” His fingers were continuously pumping in and out of you, and you could feel your insides pulling together as a knot of pleasure begins forming. The heel of his palm presses against your clit, and you feel your thighs tensing as you try to push them together.
“JAE!” You cry out. You could feel your mind starting to slip into the clouds, and you could feel stars starting to form behind your lids. “Oh, my fucking…” He curls and twists his fingers inside you, which causes a tingling sensation to shoot up your spine. “JAAEEE!” A third digit enters you, and the stretch causes you to pull at his hair, pulling his head backwards with the force you tugged on it.
“Fuck, that’s so hot of you,” He says. His fingers pump in and out of you rapidly, and you could feel your muscles tightening more, your back arches, and you felt yourself getting closer to your high as the seconds tick by. “Cum for me, sweetheart, cum for me,” His hand on your breast pulls away, and you feel it cup yours that was still on his bulge. “Let me help you out,” He moves your hand to the top of his pants and push it inside and guides your hand to his hard cock. “Take it, and pump it,” His voice was low as he spoke.
“Jaaeyyyooonnn,” You whine out. You could feel tears starting to form in the corner of your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure that was coursing through you. “Jae, Jae…” Your hand wraps around his cock, and you slowly slide your hand along his length.
“Fuuuck… Just like that,” He groans. You feel him lift his head, and you release your tight grip on his hair and instead grip onto his shoulder. “You’re doing perfect, sweetheart,” His hand releases yours, and he moves it to your hips to grip you, and hold you in place while his fingers pump in and out of you rapidly and the heel of his palm rubbed your clit.
“Jae, Jae… JAE!” You scream as you feel a sudden snap inside you. Pleasure courses through you and your body felt light as you went through your high, if you weren’t sitting on his lap, your legs would be shaking with ecstasy. “FUCK, FUCK!” Your heart drummed loudly in your ears as you were going through your high. Jaeyoon watches you closely as you go through your high, the way your body was reacting to his touches and what he was doing to you. Your hand around his cock pauses its movements, which makes him let out a groan, but he knew it wouldn’t be long now before he would be inside you.
Your body slowly calms down as you come down from your high, his fingers slowly slip from you, and he pulls his hand out from your pants. You feel yourself being laid back on the couch and then your pants being removed from you along with your panties. You open your eyes and look up at the ceiling, taking a moment to gather your thoughts. You hear the sound of pants dropping to the floor and turn your head to find Jaeyoon getting rid of his pants and underwear and his cock standing tall and ready.
“Fuck…” You mumble. He moves to climb back onto the couch between your legs, only for you to grab onto his shoulders and use your weight to push him down onto the couch, once again straddling him. “I want to ride you,” His hands come down to the back of your thighs, and you feel them dig into your skin, a smirk forming on his lips as he relaxes onto the couch while staring up at you.
“All right, ride me,” He says, a hint of cockiness in his tone. You look down between your bodies and gently rub your hand around the base of his cock and guide him towards your entrance, you lower onto his cock and your jaw slacks at the stretch and filling feeling that quickly surges through you. You release his cock and place your hands on his chest, digging your nails into his skin as you lower yourself further onto his cock. “Ohh, uhhm, mmhmm,” The feeling of your walls squeezing down around him, and the warmth of your walls was making his mind spin.
“Ohh, uhm, Jaeyoon, fuck…” You moan. Squeezing your eyes at the pleasurable sensation, your mind felt light, and you could already feel another high starting to form inside you. “Jaaaeee,” You pause once he was fully inside you and take a moment to breathe in deeply. His hands slide to the top of your thighs and squeeze down on them. “Fuck, Jae…” The thought of finding all the bruises he was leaving behind on your skin in the next few hours or even the next day was exciting for you.
“You feel so good around me, fuck,” He breathes out. You lift your hips and watch his stomach muscles tighten for a moment as he feels your pussy slide off from him, you pause when only the tip remained inside you before you lower yourself down onto him. “Fuck.”
“Oh, shit!” You moan. You slowly lower and lift your hips, his cock slipping in and out of you, creating a wet squelching sound that fills the room. “Ohh, my fucking… Yooooon,” Your breasts bounce with each roll of your hips, and the sound of your moans and his groans bounce off the walls. “Jaeyoon, fucking, gosh…” His eyes slowly lower to your chest and watch as your breasts bounce with you.
“Fuck, the view…” He groans out. His grip only tightens on your thighs before his gaze drops between your legs, and he watches himself slipping in and out of you, your juices glistening around his cock each time it slipped out from you. “Fucking…” He could feel your juices trickling down his balls already, and the feeling was making his mind spin even more. “Y/n, sweetheart.”
“Jaeyoon… Shit,” You moan. You open your eyes and look up at him, his hair was sticking to his forehead from the sweat that coated his body. You could feel a warm sensation slowly going up your legs and straight towards the knot of tension inside your abdomen. “Oh, you feel so good,” You push your arms together, which makes your boobs squeeze together and has him glancing upwards. “Are you liking your view, Yoon?”
“Fuck… I could watch you ride me all day,” He says. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, and he could feel his balls slowly starting to tighten. You could feel your legs slowly growing tired from riding him, but you continue on, wanting him to reach his high and reach your own. His gaze drops to your pussy again, fuck, the sight was something that was making his mouth water.
“Jae…” You mutter. He moves one hand to the inside of your thigh, and you feel a finger touch your clit. “FUCK!” Your mind felt like it exploded with pleasure when his finger begins rubbing your clit. “Oh, Oh…” Your toes curl and you feel your muscles tightening. “Jae, Jae… I’m… Gonna…” You manage to get out between gasps. You try to keep your eyes on his face, but your lids quickly shut, and your eyes roll to the back of your head when you feel a sudden wave of pleasure wash over you. “JAEYOON!” He could feel your walls rapidly pulse around him and feel your release rush around his cock before slipping down his length and over his balls.
“Fuck, fuck, yes, yes, cum for me,” He groans out. The way your walls were squeezing him unconsciously and milking his cock for a release was making his mind race, and the sound of his heart pounded loudly in his ears. His finger rapidly rubs your clit before he pulls it away and moves his hands to your hips, gripping onto them before he begins guiding you over his cock to get you through your high and reach his own.
“JAAAEE!” You cry out. He could see tears spilling down your cheeks and knew immediately it was from the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. “FUCK, YES!” You could feel your legs not wanting to move anymore, and you just wanted to lay down on his chest to catch your breath, but even with your mind high in the clouds, you knew he was in need of his own release. “FUCKING!” He could feel you trying to keep riding him, and bucks his hips into yours, which causes you to arch your back. “FUCK!”
“Fuck, almost… Almost,” He groans out. You could feel another orgasm rapidly growing inside you, even though you haven’t come down from the last one yet. “Almost…” His balls tighten the more he feels your walls squeezing him. “Hmm, uhmm,” Your walls suddenly clamp down around him as he bucks his hips into yours, his cock touching your sweet spot, which sends you over the edge again and him at the same time. “FUCK!”
“JAEYOON!” You scream. His grip on your hips loosen, and you try to keep your hips moving to get him through his high, you drag one of your hands down his stomach, feeling his muscles pulling and tugging as his load spills into your hole, and reach between your legs to rub your clit and get you through your high. “JAEYOON!”
“Fucking…” He groans. His eyes roll to the back of his head before they shut and pleasure completely takes over his mind and body. “FUCK!” You slowly come down from your high, and you stop moving your hips and pull your hand away from your pussy, your walls continue to pulse through him to get him through the last few seconds of his high. You open your eyes and drop your gaze down to his stomach and watch his muscles twitching from the orgasm he just had, the sight makes you bite your lip and stare for a moment. Your body slowly begins to cool down, and you feel the temperature drop in the room and cool air nips at your sweat-coated skin. “Fuck…” You lift your gaze and look at his face, and found his eyes open and lazily staring at you. “I almost wish I could get this reward every time I come back from the gym,” You softly chuckle before laying down on top of his chest.
“Well, you can just ask if you want this when you get back from your gym session,” You say and cup his cheek, you slowly slide your thumb over his cheekbone. “I won’t mind at all, because look how close we are now,” He slides his hands over your lower back and upwards, one hand moves to the top of your head. “Me, on top of you, and you still inside me,” He licks his lips as he feels your walls still hugging his soft cock. “We can go shower now,” You press your lips against his in a soft kiss, and he immediately returns the kiss, wanting to taste your lips against his soft ones. It takes a few moments before you pull back from the kiss. “Okay… Now we can go shower.”
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.
A/n: not requested, but im a new sf9 stan and I am appalled at the lack of content variety for them so requests for sf9 are open my people! (this is not thoroughly edited sryy)
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Youngbin:
The sun peeked through the sheer curtains of your bedroom. Squinting your eyes, you stretched your arms and rolled over only to find a body next to you. A head of messy shaggy black hair lay tousled on the pillow beside you. Your eyes trained down the tan skin of the body, recognizing the familiar tattoo on his left side.
A smile slipped onto your face remembering the events of last night, Youngbin had come over for dinner and ended up staying the night...and a little more. Quietly you got out of bed and slipped into the bathroom to shower. After you finished you slipped on some shorts and a random shirt from your closet. Your legs were a little sore as you walked back up the bed.
Not wanting to wake your boyfriend just yet, you climbed back under the covers and wrapped your arms around his torso. His chest rose and fell in steady breaths. After a few moments, you felt him shift onto his back, eyes blinking open.
He smiled seeing you already awake. “Morning,” His voice sent shivers down your spine. His arms wrapped around you pulling your body on top of his. “How long have you been awake?”
“Not long,” you hummed leaning down and kissing his lips.
He sighed, hand running up and down your back. “Are you free today?” Youngbin asked rolling over so he was hovering over you. You smiled as he pressed tender kisses down your neck.
“Of course, I’m free. It’s a Saturday.”
He looked up wide eyed. “It’s a Saturday?”
“Yes, what day did you think it was?” Youngbin looked off to the side in thought. He really was the most precious man on this planet. You couldn’t help but kiss his cheek.
“Honestly, I don’t know. I’ve been so busy lately.” He laughed and laid next to you. His hand reached for yours, playing with your fingers. For a moment you simply stared at each other, lovestruck grins on both your faces.
“You want to go get brunch?” You asked with a smile.
“That sounds really good.”
Inseong:
Something soft brushed against your neck. Your eyes were still too heavy to open, but your sleepy mind recognized the touch. Sleepily you ran your fingers through your boyfriend’s soft hair as you tried to open your eyes. A soft glow was coming through the bedroom window.
Inseong hovered above you a sweet smile on his face. “Hi,” you whispered, making his smile grow larger. Pulling him down you pressed your lips against his, in a gentle kiss. “What time is it?” You whispered against his lips.
“About eight.”
You sighed and rolled into his side, snuggling into his arm. “I have work in an hour.” You whined. He laughed as you pulled the covers over your head. His long fingers pried the duvet away from your face. “Do I have to go to work?” You asked cutely, making his heart jump.
“Yes. Being an adult is a mandatory thing.”
You sighed, hugging onto him even tighter. “What if I just put you in my purse and took you with me?” Inseong chuckled, the laugh vibrating throughout his chest. It was a happy sound.
“I don’t think my six-foot tall ass could fit in your purse.”
“You don’t know that. I’m very persistent.”
He laughed kissing the top of your head. The two of you spent a few more minutes cuddled up in bed, legs tangled together. “Okay, now you do have to get up.” A groan fell past your lips. “Hey, I’ll come back tonight after practice?” Your ears perked up at the mention of Inseong coming back.
You kissed his lips once more, before begrudgingly removing yourself from your boyfriend’s arms and the bed. He watched you get dressed a smile on his face. Before you left you leaned over Inseong still lying in bed, kissing his lips then his cheek. “Will you lock up before you leave?”
“Yeah, of course.”
“Key is under the mat if you get here before me tonight.” You said with a wink before you left your boyfriend in your bedroom as you headed off to work.
Jaeyoon:
The sound of rain pelting against your window slowly brought you back to consciousness. Long fingers dragged softly up and down your back. Turning over, you saw your boyfriend, sitting up against your headboard, scrolling through his phone. Your tired eyes raked over him.
His dark hair was messy and sticky up in all directions. The light from his phone cast a blue glow over his face, highlighting all the sloping lines that made up your Jaeyoon. He smiled feeling you move under his hand.
“Morning gorgeous,”
His voice was deep and raspy sending shivers down your spine. The sheets rustled as you climbed on top of him, resting your head on his chest. Jaeyoon leaned down pressing a slow breathtaking kiss onto your lips. “Do you have schedules today?” You whispered against his lips. He sighed, feeling your hands run through his hair.
“No, I’m yours for the day.”
“Just for the day?” You said kissing down his jaw. Jaeyoon smiled, his arms wrapping tightly around you.
“For as long as you’ll have me,”
Jaeyoon rolled over, so he was laying on top of you, head snuggled in the crook of your neck. You listened to the rain, rubbing soothing patterns on the tan skin of your boyfriend’s back. “I wish I could wake up like this every morning,” He smiled at your words, lips trailing down your shoulder.
“Let’s get an apartment together then.”
You sat up, looking at your boyfriend. “Jae, you aren’t serious...are you?” Jaeyoon got off of you, leaning his head on his hand. He looked up at you, eyes crinkling in a smile.
“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.” Jaeyoon pulled you back down into his bare chest. “I would be crazy to pass up rainy mornings in bed with you.” You smiled feeling him kiss the top of your head. “That, and sex with you is incredible.” He said, you smacking his shoulder in response.
Dawon:
The blaring of an alarm woke you up. Groaning you reached over and shut it off. “Inseong...I don’t want to get up.” A voice whined next to you. Dawon rolled over, onto his left side, as if trying to get away from his bandmate. You grabbed his shirt from the floor and slipped it on before crawling over your boyfriend. Your hands traced over the familiar tattoos on his chest and stomach.
He sighed, feeling your lips on his. “I’m not Inseong, baby.” He smiled, eyes finally opening. “Hi,” You whispered kissing him again.
“You are a sight for sore eyes.” He said drowsily.
“Better than Inseong?”
“Oh, yeah. Miles better. Light years better.”
You laughed out loud, making Dawon smile. He loved your laugh. “Are you hungry?” You asked sitting up, legs on either side of his sheet covered body. He nodded yawning. “Pancakes?” His eyes popped open, and he sat up, arms wrapping around you.
“Y/n, have I ever told you how amazing you are?”
Laughing, you kissed his cheek and walked out of the bedroom. Your hands busied themselves with prepping all the ingredients on your kitchen counter. Dawon shuffled around your bedroom probably trying to find his clothes. “You can shower if you want!” You called out into the apartment. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Dawon sleepily shuffle into your bathroom wearing only his boxers.
Ignoring the urge to join him, you began making the pancakes. Just as you finished the door opened and Dawon walked out, towel drying his hair. “This smells amazing,” Dawon said, wrapping his arms around you from behind.
“Let’s hope it tastes that way.” You said handing him a plate.
“Won’t taste as good as you,” Dawon said with a smirk, a blush flooding your cheeks. Instead of responding you took one of the strawberries from off his plate and bit into the juicy fruit.
Zuho:
You were awakened by the sound of thumping in your room. Sitting up you looked to find Zuho doing his best to silently get dressed; failing miserably. “Where are you going?” You asked, pulling the sheets over your chest as you sat up. Your best friend turned at the sound of your voice.
“Uhhh.....Nowhere.”
“If you were going nowhere you would still be in bed with me.”
You could practically see the gears turning in his brain. His sleepy mind was doing it’s best to process the meaning behind your words. It was hard to hide how cute you thought he was. “So.....Wait- I don’t understand...”
“Get back in bed, doofus.”
Zuho sighed and practically fell back onto your bed, falling asleep almost immediately. You laughed and pulled him back under the covers. With his eyes closed, Zuho pulled you into his chest, his leg throwing itself over yours. “So, last night?” He asked, rubbing your bare back. “Does this mean I can finally take you out on an actual date?”
“Well- yeah. I’ve been waiting for you to ask me for like eight months.”
Zuho laughed. He rested his head on top of yours. “I just didn’t want to ruin our friendship. It would suck if I lost you over something like this. Like...really suck.” He sighed fully content with you in his arms. His heartbeat was slowly lulling you back to sleep.
“It would take more than that to get rid of me.” You hummed. You were completely happy laying with Zuho. It was still insane to you that it took a random hookup for the two of you to finally confess.
“Like what?” Zuho questioned.
Closing your eyes, you cuddled closer to him, arms wrapping around his stomach. “I don’t even want to think about leaving you.” You smiled feeling his heart beat a little faster. Soon the two of you fell back asleep, tangled up in each others arms.
Rowoon:
The bed was cold. The air conditioner must have kicked in at some point in the night. Cool air blew across your bare shoulders. Seeking warmth, you reached over for your boyfriend only to find him missing. You sat up, looking around the room. You immediately recognized the familiar smell in the room. You were at Rowoon’s dorm.
The other boys were on vacation, but Rowoon stayed behind for some filming. You smiled realizing the two of you were completely alone. You flinched as your feet touched the cool wood of the floor. The sound of the shower running floated into the empty hallway.
You smiled and pushed open the door, seeing Rowoon’s tall frame behind the curtain. Shedding any remaining clothing, you pulled the curtain back enough for you to step inside.
Rowoon turned at the sound and smiled seeing you behind him. Quickly he rinsed the soap out of his hair, before turning to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Good morning,” You said reaching up and pulling him down for a kiss.
“Is this how you’re going to greet me every morning?” He teased, looking you up and down.
The water pelted down from the showerhead, wetting your shoulders. “It does save water,” You said with a smirk. He chuckled, the laugh rumbling in his chest.
“Of course. Thank you for being so conscious of the Earth’s resources.”
You laughed as he pushed you further under the water, soaking your entire body. He pushed your wet hair away from your face with a smile. Reaching back he grabbed a bottle and handed it to you. “Now, I’ll smell like you,” Rowoon’s heart skipped a beat at your bright smile.
“Is that a good thing?”
“I love how you smell.” You said kissing him again. He sighed feeling your teeth pull at his bottom lip. His hands gripped your waist pulling you closer to him a smile shared between the two of you before joining your lips again.
Taeyang:
You were awakened by music playing in your apartment. You sat up very confused. Taeyang was no longer beside you. You could have sworn you fell asleep right next to him. With tired eyes and a sluggish body you dragged yourself out of bed and grabbed the nearest shirt on the floor.
Rubbing your eyes you walked out into your living room to find your boyfriend dancing shirtless with a vacuum. His hair bounced as he moved with the happy music playing from your TV. His smile brightened when he turned and saw you leaning against the wall watching him.
“What did I do to deserve you?” He laughed and turned off the vacuum. “The one time you clean and it’s in my apartment. Tae, I may have to marry you.” Taeyang rushed over, pulling you into a big bear hug.
“Do you see me complaining?”
He smiled, feeling you bury your face in his neck. “Did you sleep well?” He nodded, pulling back to look at your face.
“Do you always look like this in the morning?” Taeyang asked brushing his knuckles over your cheek.
“Like what?”
“Like a gift from heaven.” You squealed, hands covering your face. He laughed, dragging you further into the living room. “Dance with me, baby.” Taeyang took your hand and spun you around. After a few minutes of dancing the both of you collapsed onto the couch out of breath.
“Do you want to order in?” You asked, playing with Taeyang’s slender fingers. He nodded and reached over you to grab his phone. With the food ordered, you melted into the couch watching a new episode of the show Tae was currently binging. The doorbell rang, but neither of you moved to get off the couch.
After a shared look, Taeyang yelled through the door, “JUST LEAVE IT THERE!” Taeyang kissed your cheek before rolling off the couch and grabbing the food. He jumped back next to you with a smile, finally able to enjoy the rest of your morning.
Hwiyoung:
Arms were wrapped tightly around your waist. Your hands pressed against a firm chest as you slowly started to wake up. A dull gray light floated through your bedroom window. Hwiyoung lay under you, still asleep. You smiled remembering the night before.
A sigh left your lips, feeling completely content. Sleepily, you reached up and twirled a strand of Hwiyoung’s hair between your fingers. He hummed still half asleep. “Hi, handsome.” You whispered, hand still playing with his hair.
Hwiyoung’s hands left your waist to cover his face, but you could see his ears turn a light shade of red. Gently you removed his hands being greeted with his bright smile. Before Hwiyoung could say anything his phone began playing an upbeat song. He sighed and reached over, turning it off.
“I have schedules today,” He whined. You leaned up, kissing him sweetly. His head fell back onto your pillow, thumb rubbing over the bare skin on your hip. “What if I just didn’t show up?” He asked making you laugh.
His smile fell when you shook your head and you started to move away from him. “I have classes today too.” His head turned, looking at you beside him. “Believe me, I would keep you here if I could.” Hwiyoung smiled, before sitting up, taking some of the sheets with him.
You wrapped your arms around his chest, placing loving kisses on his shoulder. “You keep doing that I’ll never leave your bed.” Your boyfriend whispered. You could hear the grin in his voice. Eventually, he did get up and gathered his clothes, getting dressed in front of you.
You watched Hwiyoung with sleepy eyes as he gathered his things. His long hair was still a mess and his shirt was wrinkled, but he looked almost the same as when he came over the night before. Giving you his signature gummy smile, he leaned over you, kissing you lovingly. “I’ll see you tonight?” He asked, hopeful eyes looking into yours.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Hwiyoung smiled and left your apartment, leaving you to get ready for the rest of your day, a smile plastered on your face.
Chani:
Something cold brushed against your leg. Your eyes fluttered open, sleep still trying to pull them close. You sat up a pair of arms falling off of your waist. Pain shot through your temples as you reached for your phone. However, it wasn’t your phone. It was Chani’s. Your eyes widened, seeing your best friend asleep beside you. You were at the dorm. No matter how hard you tried you struggled to remember much from the night before. Some drinking was involved. Chani pulled you back into his room for some reason.
You cringed, memories of rough kisses and heated moments returning to you all at once. This was not how you wanted to tell Chani you liked him. Far from it. His phone told you that it was almost four in the morning. Slowly you got up from the bed, wincing at the pain between your legs. “Good grief, Chani.” You mumbled under your breath as you searched for your clothes quietly.
After slipping your underwear back on, you grabbed the first shirt you could find on the floor, tossing it over your body. “That’s mine, Y/n.” Turning you saw Chani sitting up in bed. A piece of his dark hair sticking straight up. His deep voice raw from sleep. He looked more handsome than anyone should in the morning. “Where are you going?” He asked, rubbing his eyes.
You had no idea how to react. He sounded like he wanted you to stay. Maybe he was still asleep? “I was just going to go-”
“Don’t go,” He said giving you a sleepy smile. His eyes looked towards the nightstand before he motioned you back onto the bed. Hesitantly, you sat next to him trying to keep your eyes from raking over his chiseled torso. “I have a gift for you.” Chani reached over, pulling open the drawer. In his hands was a little blue box. His hand brushed yours as he handed it to you. You stared questioningly at the box before looking back to him. In the box was a little metal key. “It’s a key to the dorms.”
You chuckled, setting the key back in the box. He looked up at you with an innocent smile. “What are you making me a more accessible late night booty call?”
Chani laughed pulling you down into a sweet kiss. “Late night,” His hands held tightly onto your hips. “Early morning,” He pulled away and smiled, watching your teeth drag over your bottom lip. “My girlfriend should be able to come over whenever she wants.”
prompt: hi~! 😳can i request a fic featuring sf9 jaeyoon please? (◕‿◕ )the plot is he is doing his "I can do it" live series. this time he is challenged to cook the recipe from his gf (let's say it's a 3 course meal) and then his gf is telling all the cooking step through a phone call. in the end of the live broadcast, his gf come visits him to try the meal that he made.stay healthy, stay happy and have a great day~ 🥺🥰🧡
requested: yes! by @jsnyoung
a/n: i’m really tired right now so i haven’t proof read this yet. maybe i’ll do it in the morning. the writing is probably going to be shitty because i’ve rushed it a bit and am literally about to fall asleep but if it’s too bad, when i proof read it, i’ll fix some bits up! sorry for the wait @jsnyoung but thank you for requesting!!
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“What do you guys think I’m doing today?” Jaeyoon asks his fans as he waits for your call. Today, Jaeyoon is getting you, his girlfriend, to help with his “I can do it” live series. He’s going to cook a three-course meal of your choice with you guiding him through the phone. What he doesn’t know, however, is that you’re planning on getting him to make one of the courses the same meal that you and him had ordered on your first date.
“’Are you going to make something?’ Good question! As a matter of fact, yes, I am making something! And hopefully it turns out okay... if not, blame y/n!” Jaeyoon laughs as he reads comments, awaiting your phone call.
“ ‘When are you going to start? What are you going to make?’ Well... honestly, I’m not even sure what I’m going to make. Today, y/n is going to tell me what to make over the phone so I’ll start as soon as she calls!” Jaeyoon smiles at the camera as he awaits your call. ring He picks up on the first ring, eager to get started.
“Angel you’re going on speaker and I’m live, okay? I mean you already know that but I’m just reminding you.” Jaeyoon says quietly into the phone before turning back to the camera and introducing you. “Fantasy, as some of you probably know, this is my girlfriend. Y/n say hi to Fantasy!”
“Hi” You say happily as you get a recipe for what Jaeyoon is going to make. “Today, our Jaeyoon is going to make a three-course meal! With the hepl of yours truly, of course.” Jaeyoon laughs into the phone at your statement as he questions you on what it is that he’s actually meant to be making.
“I’m glad you asked, Jae. Well, for the appetizer, it’s a chicken salad. It’s easy enough so you shouldn’t need too much guidance, or at least, I hope not.” You tease him. Jaeyoon starts getting what he needs from the fridge and cupboard as you read out the comments. “ ‘Jaeyoon should cook for Fantasy!’ ‘y/n should be in his lives more!’ ‘Eat well!’ Thank you for the last one! Also yes, Jaeyoon should totally cook for you guys and feature me in his lives more often!” “Nuh-uh, princess! You’ll take all my fans away!” You laugh at this as you jokingly tell him that he might be right before instructing him on what to put in the salad and how much.
Soon enough, Jaeyoon’s finished with the first course and puts it in the fridge for later. “Angel, what’s next?” He asks you just as you get a recipe up for the next meal. “Well, my dear boyfriend, I’m sure you’d be familiar with this one. If you remember what we had on our first date, that is!” You say excitedly into the phone as you tell him what he needs. “Okay... I’m sure Jae already knows what he’s making but Fantasy, in case you haven’t guessed already, it’s a creamy tuscan chicken! We actually had this on our first date so it’s pretty special for him to make this.” “Here we go again... y/n being hopelessly romantic!” Jaeyoon laughs as he begins to season the chicken. “Jaeyoon! Look, your fans think it’s cute!” It’s as if Jaeyoon can hear your pout over the phone as you complain about him calling you hopelessly romantic. “Angel, don’t worry, I think it’s cute too!” “I know” You giggle.
Jaeyoon heats the oil in the pan and starts placing the chicken in. “You know, I’m doing pretty good. If I do say so myself!” Jaeyoon smiles proudly at the camera. “Oh! I should tell Fantasy about that one time you nearly burnt the FNC building down!” You say with a smirk, although no one could see it. “Will you ever stop teasing me for it?” “Nope!” You say as he flips the chicken over. “Look, all of your fans want to know what happened! Can I tell them? Please?” You ask. “Fine!” He draws out the syllables. “I mean you were going to anyway, weren’t you?” “Yeah I was!” You laugh at the slight redness on your boyfriends cheeks.
“Well, one day I was over at the dorm hanging out with Jae and the guys and he decided to make ramen! Now, he’s not a bad cook, considering he’s only ever used recipes. Anyways, we all decided to watch a movie. It was about half way through when Jaeyoon decided he wanted to make the ramen so he got up and did that. He’d left the ramen in the water for a bit and came back to see what was happening as he let it cook. Jae must have lost track of time because all of a sudden, Chani comes in and asks “Hyung, what’s that smell?” We all turned towards the kitchen as we saw smoke and Jae realized what he’s done. It was so funny! All of a sudden, Youngbin, Zuho, Jaeyoon and Rowoon all rushed to the kitchen while Dawon recorded and Inseong, Taeyang, Hwiyoung, Chani and myself burst out laughing. It turns out the ramen had been left for too long and had caught on fire so Youngbin, Zuho and Rowoon had to put it out. It’s safe to say that Rowoon sticks to cooking in the dorms now. Hey Jae, ask Dawon if he still has the video!” You laugh at the memory as you read the comments on Jaeyoon’s live. Fantasy all find it funny, too.
Jaeyoon’s already added the garlic, onions, tomatoes and spinach into the mix and is now putting the cream, salt and pepper into it. “Well it looks like I’m a much better cook now since there’s no fire this time! Y/n, do you know what you want me to make for dessert? I’m nearly done with this, angel.” Jaeyoon says as he adds the last ingredients - parmesan cheese and parsley - and stirs the mixture before mixing it one last time and putting the creamy chicken into the oven so it stays warm.
“As a matter of fact, I do know what to make next! How does Brownies sound?” You laugh as you see his face light up on the live. “Sounds perfect!” Jaeyoon says as he gets everything he needs to make them. You and him have made brownies together so many times that it’s just muscle memory now. The recipe is implanted in both of your heads. You smile while watching his live as he starts making them without needing any instructions.
“We have to make brownies when you come over again, y/n. It’s our thing.” Jaeyoon says as he pops them into the oven and turns back to the live, smiling as he starts reading comments. “ ‘Jaeyoon how are you?’ ‘What have you eaten today?’ ‘What’s everyone else doing?’ Okay firstly, I’m good, how about you? Second, I’ve had a few snacks but when these brownies are done, y/n should be here and we’ll eat them together. Speaking of which, y/n, you can get off the phone now and come over! Third, honestly I’m not sure what everyone else is doing. I think they’re just relaxing.” After Jaeyoon finishes what he was saying, you quickly tell him that you’re heading over now before getting into your car and driving over to the dorms.
“Boo!”
“Y/N! You scared me!”
“Yeah that was the whole point!” You laugh as Jae calms his heartbeat.
“You clear the bench and I’ll get the brownies out, Jae.” You call out to him, already making your way over to the oven.
“Well thank you so much for joining me for another episode of “I can do it” today, Fantasy! I’ll feature y/n in lives more if you want? As it turns out, I’m a pretty good cook. We’d better get going now before the food gets cold! Bye bye Fantasy! Goodnight or morning! See you later!” And with that, your boyfriend ends the live.
“Jae, I’ve got to admit, this all looks amazing! Let’s eat!” You say as you portion the food. Jaeyoon brings the plates over to the living room where he places the food on a table and moves couch pillows out of the way so the two of you can sit there.
“Why are we eating on the couch today? I thought Bin didn’t want us to make it messy.” You ask, bringing extra napkins in case anything spills.
“Well, angel, I want to cuddle while we eat brownies and sitting at the kitchen table’s not really ideal in that scenario, is it? Besides, it’s comfy here.” Jaeyoon smiles up at you as he puts the salad bowl and two forks between you. You smile up at him as you eat the salad he made, proud of your boyfriend’s cooking skills... even if this is just a salad. Soon enough you’ve both finished and are onto the second of the three courses.
“Jae is amazing!” You say as you take a bite of the creamy chicken. It really does taste good. Now you’re even prouder of him! You’ve both moved onto dessert now and Jaeyoon moves the plate of brownies to the side before patting the space next to him.
“Come here, angel.” He says with a pout. You move closer to your boyfriend and lean on him as he wraps his arms around your frame. The two of you stay like that for a while, finding comfort in each other’s warmth and taking in the faint smell of brownies and him.
“Thanks for helping me today, princess. You’re an amazing instructor” Jaeyoon giggles, his voice calming and soft like honey.
“You’re welcome, baby! You’re an amazing cook.” You retort with a smile and small giggle as a content sigh leaves your lips, and Jaeyoon pulls you closer, the both of you staying in this position and eventually falling asleep to the sound of the other’s heartbeat.
In which Jaeyoon cutely misunderstands your tears while cutting onions.
♦ Characters: boyfriend!Jaeyoon x you/reader
♦ Genre: fluff, comedy, slice of life
♦ Words: 1.2k
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You hated crying, not because you seemed weak when you did so, but because it was different from when you were having a mental breakdown and needed to let it all out. You basically had no reason to cry, and some people did, some people didn’t, but you cried all the time when you were cutting onions, and you couldn’t help it.
You knew the scientific reason behind this phenomena, and you had tried literally everything you could have from wearing goggles to washing the knife with water one more time before cutting the onions, but your search for the perfect method of cutting onions without crying seemed to be in vain.
So you were weeping in the kitchen, head above the cutting board, eyes already a bit teary and vision blurry, when the front door was opened, and Jaeyoon’s honey voice could be heard from afar.
“I’m home,” he singsonged joyfully, his sweet voice making you smile despite the obvious tears running down your face. You shouted back to him that you were in the kitchen, and soon, you heard his footsteps closer and closer to you and you felt two loving arms embracing you from behind in the next moment.
However, Jaeyoon caught sight of your crying face when you turned around to look at him, and he instantly went on full panic mode, his eyes twice as wide as before. His lips turned into a thin line, affection and warmth swimming in his chocolate-brown orbs, and you could literally see all kinds of scenarios running through his head.
“Oh my god, what happened? Are you okay? Did someone hurt you? Did you hurt yourself?” he exclaimed absolutely in terror, the sight of your crying state usually a rare thing.
Even though you had cried before in front of him, sometimes even because of movies, but it had usually been because of a bad day, some self-doubt or stress because of university or work. You two had been together since your first year of university and it had already been five years, both of you starting work, your families meeting each other multiple times ever since, spending holidays with each other, then moving together, decorating your newly rented house together, going on vacations, attending a friend’s wedding and cousin’s birthdays, and of course, going through the best and the worst times. Together.
Jaeyoon was the best boyfriend you could have asked for. He had the right kind of balance between his joking and caring state, you always knew when he was merely teasing you, and it was a bonus because you could avoid multiple misunderstandings thanks to this level of understanding each other. He was also very attentive, the most attentive person you had ever met before, his beautiful eyes shining with fondness and care every time you were talking, let it be about your annoying neighbour or some of your worries that didn’t let you sleep at night. You felt loved, appreciated and cared for beside him, and he had so much love to give, starting from small surprises such as a breakfast in bed to him finding your favourite kind of chocolate at the store and buying five of it immediately.
With him, it was easy to split up tasks because he didn’t feel superior to you, nor did he feel like just because you were a woman and he was a man, then suddenly you couldn’t change light bulbs and he shouldn’t do the dishes. It was quite the opposite. Both of you had your fair share of housework, you also took care of the garbage and recycling together - one week was yours, the other was Jaeyoon’s -, he always cleaned his dirty dishes when he left for work in the morning, and he helped you out with anything he could from vacuuming to making meals. He was actually a pretty good cook, so you couldn’t complain, but his effort was still the one you appreciated the most, and it couldn’t not be rewarded with a stolen kiss, cooking his favourite dish, lightning his favourite candle or buying sweet little treats for him.
You had a very balanced and healthy relationship, you would say so, and those years behind you were proofs for your tight bond that had become tighter and tighter as time went by. Sometimes he really did overreact certain things and he could be a bit oblivious as well, just like this time, but you couldn’t be angry at him.
“No. It’s just the onion,” you reasoned between two sobs as you pointed at the said ingredient with your knife, and he followed your moves, his eyes settling on the cutting board. You tried to hold back your tears, but they kept flowing, and it didn’t help either that now your nose was also runny.
“Oh, it’s okay. I like yellow onions, too, not just red onions,” he tried to reassure you, and you would have laughed if you hadn’t been looking for a tissue. Your eyes were seriously prickling, making your vision even blurrier.
“No, I don’t mean that,” you counter-attacked him, desperately searching for a tissue that he managed to provide you with, but you made the ever so amateur mistake of not washing your hands beforehand and touching the tissue with it, not easing the pain in your eyes. “Oh gosh!” You mumbled under your nose as you made your way to the kitchen sink, putting down the tissue beside it and running your hands under the water, then washing your eyes.
When you felt like you could speak up after temporarily taking care of your tears and runny nose, you turned to Jaeyoon with a soft chuckle.
“It’s just that I always tear up when I’m cutting onions,” you explained to him gently, watching as his jaw dropped a bit. You remember telling him about it before, but he tended to forget such a fact because he had never cried while cutting onions and because he was a sweetheart for always being beside you when you cried, let it be about something bad or just onions.
“O-okay.” He chuckled to himself as the realization hit him, then walked closer to you and planted a soft kiss on your forehead. “Then, let me take over the rest,” he offered kindly, his chocolate-brown orbs shining with sincerity.
You couldn’t help but smile at his sweet antics. These were the moments that could always melt your heart; no matter how much time you had already spent together, there was just something about Jaeyoon that could always surprise you about his warmth and big heart. Today being yet another example for those.
“Thank you,” you said as you pressed a chaste kiss on his lips before giving you his own apron and watching how he cut the onions, Jaeyoon chuckling to himself all the way while thinking back to his panicky state when he saw you crying.
You chuckled with him, the kitchen soon filled with the sound of wholehearted laughter instead of salty tears and the smell of the onions caramelizing in the pan.
