#jayff

[true-love77]

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[riokoonshi]

Attention - Jay [highkey inspired by njz 'attention']

rioko says: this is another ff I've been working on. ff? drabble? oneshot? I genuinely don't know T_T anyways I hope you enjoy!!!

For the past hour, Jay had been staring at the computer too hard, so hard that he didn’t notice you sulking while sitting next to him. He knew it; he could feel your fingers tug on his shirt, the occasional sigh that let your lips at every failed attempt to get his attention. You couldn’t help it; your hormones just had to act up during your follicular phase every month and your too-sweet of a boyfriend not giving you attention wasn’t something you thought would get to you, but it did.

Within the past hour, you tried, and failed, in catching his attention. Every tug on his sleeve or occasional poke went either unnoticed or was ignored completely. You knew he was too focused now to be broken from it, that the deadline of his new projects asked more of him than he could manage and he was still trying his best. You couldn’t help feeling bad for him, so you quietly slipped out of the room.

Three hours later, when you heard the bedroom door click open, you were half asleep already, curled into a fetal position. Your hair spread out on the pillow, your night shorts riding up your thighs. The sound of the shower running was heard before it stopped, Jay emerging out shirtless, wearing only his shorts. The mattress dipped slightly, a warm hand slipping under your body and turning you to face him.

Your cheek pressed against his chest, the other hand gently threading through your hair as you nuzzled closer to him. He smelled clean, like the citrus soap and something uniquely him. His lips pressed against your forehead, pressing soft kisses on your skin as the hand now resting on your back moved slowly up and down. His kisses moved down to your closed eyelids, now whispering soft apologies as if his kisses were his apologies for ignoring you earlier.

Your arms moved of their own accord, looping around his neck like you always did whenever you slept together and your legs tangled under the warm duvet. Your body slacked against his as he buried his face into your hair.

Yes, work may be demanding for him, but as you two settled into the bed, all of his worries and exhaustion melted away, as if they were no more significant than a mere speck of dust.