NEWLY WEDS ───── asakura jo
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newly weds with jo please?

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NEWLY WEDS ───── asakura jo
⌞coming 27th of july ⌝
❪ requested ❫
newly weds with jo please?
hihi congrats on 100 followers!!! can i rq fluff 11 with jo from &audition? female reader pls!
────────i think my heart just skipped a beat ⋆。˚
"i think i'm in love with you."
p. jo x fem!reader g. fluff w. cursing, small cut . 100+ event
"ow, shit!" you curse as you drop the tool on the ground. the metal clattering on the floor.
the gouge only made a small cut in your finger, but it stung a lot.
your friend jo, who was silently working beside you, looks up at the commotion.
"jo, can you go with her to get a bandaid?" your teacher calls out from the other side of the room. she as well had been busy patching up students here and there.
jo nods, and walks with you to the nursery.
"how come you haven't even cut yourself once, jo?" you ask him as he searches for bandaids.
"you have to carve away from you, not to you." he states as if it was the most logical thing. you had seem him working on his own stamp, and it was an absolute masterpiece.
your admiration for his art was beyond words. how he could draw anything he wanted within minutes.
"come over here, i found the bandaids."
if jo had to be honest he had always thought love wasn't something for him. in middle school he was surrounded with guy friends, not a single girl was interested in interacting with him.
that was until he started high school. a new school meant new chances, and soon enough he had become friends with you.
"are you just going to stand there?" you call out. he's awoken from his thoughts and hands you the bandaid.
but if jo had to be even more honest he would've said something else. how your laugh lights up something in him that makes him laugh as well. how even you calling out his name made him feel on top of the world.
he couldn't describe the liking he took in you. it was just too overwhelming for him, like the wind had been knocked out of him.
"done! we can go back now. i'll try to carve away from me."
jo's heart was beating in his throat. this was his moment, just the two of you, alone.
"uh, wait." he could see you freeze in the doorway.
"yeah?"
"i think i'm in love with you." he blurts out before he could even think about it. "wait, that wasn't supposed to come out like that-"
"you're so silly, jo. don't panic, because i love you too."
the words that came out of your mouth that day was never really something jo had imagined. so he just smiled, as bright as he could, and hoped to see that same bright smile on your face as well.
"you got something on your face-" "Jo...you know it's a face mask...please..." "I know, but...." "teenage boys. you should use one too." "I know, movie night?" "let's go."
post it confession
this was a requested by @allysheart, sorry for making u wait!! i had a lot of fun writing this <3
p. jo x artist!reader g. fluff
jo was always drawing. it didn't matter to him if it was in his notebook, textbook or sketchbook.
you didn't know about this until your teacher decided it was time to change up the seating plan. even though you didn't draw everywhere like jo did, you liked to create art as well.
it was awkward at first, he never paid any attention to you and you just let him draw to his heart's content.
one day you were drawing on this post it, just something small and silly. it was a doodle of your friend, who was sitting in the row next to you.
jo had accidentally caught a glimpse of it, and a small smile formed on his face. when you asked him why he was smiling, he pointed to the drawing. embarrassed, you had shoved it under your notebook.
the next day, around the same time, he passed you a sticky note. this time it was a silly doodle he had drawn of his friend yuma, who was sitting at the front.
you smiled at him, and ever since that day it had become a routine to pass post its with doodles on it back and forth.
you often wrote something on it as well.
do you think you'll pass the test?
i haven't listened to a thing the teacher has said the past semester 🤫
months went by like this, and the two of you eventually started talking to eachother.
but you'll never forget the day he finally decide to show his actual sketchbook. you knew he was good, you could see it even when he was drawing those doodles.
"and this is a random dragon i sketched two weeks ago." he continues.
"what about the last page?" you asked. he had clearly skipped that one.
"that one is for you," he starts, "but you can only look at it when you're at home."
you nodded, but you were very curious. what could he have drawn for you? he even ripped it out and folded it up nicely.
your heart beat with anticipation when you sat down on your bed. slowly, you unfolded the piece of paper.
a beautiful sketch of you at school, from jo's point of view was displayed on the yellow-ish paper.
the side note saying : i've wanted to tell you that i like you for long time now. i hope you'll return my feelings — jo.
the composition of the sketch was the same as the post its. a drawing with a message beneath it.
you could hardly contain your happiness. who knew this shy boy would've ever confess through a sketch?