[4:34am] “Jongup, this is silly,” you huff, frustrated at your own inability to follow the steps correctly, but happy to hold him close.
He shushes you gently, stroking your waist and helping you sway in time to the slow music. “It’s not. If you practice with me now, you’ll ace it on the day. I promise.”
“But I can’t get the steps right,” you mutter a little sadly.
Jongup leans in and kisses the crook of your neck ever so tenderly, lingering a little longer than he’d like to admit. “What if,” – another kiss, this time higher – “I kiss you,” – behind your ear – “to the tempo of the music? Would that help?”
You smile and nod as he nestles into your neck, peppering kisses all over your skin. “It would help a lot.”
love the cheeky lil’ moon emoji you attached there🌙 I’m about to get my second tattoo done sometime in the near future and I’m hella excited! For the drabble, I went with the tattooed significant other trope, but if you pictured something else, let me know!~
“Does getting a tattoo really hurt?”
Questions out of the blue were an everyday thing, so you weren’t surprised by that one. Looking over at Jongup who was still fully immersed in one of his phone games, you rose a brow, thinking of the best possible approach to this.
“No, it feels like a gentle stroke across your skin. Tickles a little.”
“Ha ha, very funny,” he said in his most sarcastic yet monotone voice ever and at that the conversation abruptly ended. You chuckled a little, not surprised at all how quickly he managed to revert form any sort of situation. That was Jongup in his truest, rawest form. Either babbling uncontrollably or getting quiet real quick, no in between. You wanted to know the origins of such curiosity though, and didn’t intend to just let it slide.
“Why’d you ask?”
Out of curiosity could be an opinion, but by just looking at him you knew that wasn’t the case. His head was probably full of a whole trail of thought you had absolutely no idea of, something he’d gone over a few times already before asking.
“Just thought about it all of a sudden. It can’t possibly hurt that much if there’s so many people getting them done.. Like you, for example.”
You knew Jongup loved your tattoos. It was a thing he’d never said out loud but if was so damn obvious by the way he’d inspected every single one of them, had managed to sneakily pull out the backstories of all those during random conversations and just generally showed them appreciation every time an inked patch of skin poked out from any piece of your clothing. A generous amount of looks was an everyday thing, and they could range from simply curious to admiring to seductive to anything else really.
“Considering one for yourself?”
“Hm,” he let out, uncertain about his answer first before finally adding, “I have a feeling like I’ll never purposefully sit down to come up with like a design, or an idea for a tattoo or anything.. But I’d get one done if there was ever like an on-spot opportunity, if it would, like, come by on it’s own.. Do you know what I mean?”
“Like at a random night out with friends when one of them screams out “let’s get inked”?”
“Sort of,” he said after thinking for a little longer, his eyes fixating back on his phone screen, “Like a memory of something, not necessarily a visual masterpiece, but, yeah.. When there’s enough emotion in the moment for me to realize that I don’t want to forget it.”
With that, the conversation had ended, but he’d sure given you enough material to spark up your imagination.
You know, his Skydive getup suited him well.. With those sharp cat-like eyes of his, the way he simply couldn’t be bothered sometimes, his many different more or less spot on or sometimes plainly questionable fashion choices… He’d look good with an inked patch of skin or two. You just imagined it, and couldn’t get the picture out of your head for a while. But the possibilities of that ever happening were slim, and you weren’t about to pressure him or say anything to him about it. He was fine the way he was, and as long as he was open-minded about others having tattoos, you had no complaints.
Life went on and time kept passing rapidly. A few new letters here and there, a few little scribbles and symbols, and there was more ink on you for him to admire now. He still didn’t say a thing, didn’t look surprised when you showed a new little tattoo off to him, just stole more or less subtle glances, let his fingers loose to trail across them and such.. It was the same sort of silent appreciation you’d known from him for years. And it was that way until your three year anniversary, when he flew the two of you to LA to spend a head-spinning weekend together.
It had been a long day of adventure and the two of you were walking down a less busy street hand in hand at 2 AM, sipping on drinks and enjoying the view of the big city, when all of a sudden his hand moved away from holding yours and traveled a little higher up your forearm, exposing one of your tattoos to his view and to the cool night air.
His fingers trailed over it a few times and he looked up at you, meeting your slightly puzzled stare to why he was acting so strange all of a sudden.
“I want to get a tattoo.”
“Now?” you arched a brow at him, surprised at such a turn of events. There was an untypical spark in his eyes and his voice carried a sense of thrill for adventure. It was an important decision and he voiced it so lightly that you had concerns of him regretting it later on.
But he just glanced around the street, then back at you. As if checking if everything was real and he wasn’t mistaken.
“This is memorable. I want to get something to remember that we’ve once been here and walked these streets together, and that at this moment I sort of realized there ain’t anyone out there whom I could possibly love more than you… Not that I didn’t figure any of that out earlier, I just.. Kind of feel this way right now, and want to capture it,” his stare that had met the ground for a second trailed back up, looking into your eyes completely calmly as if he hadn’t just dropped a complete emotional bomb on you a second ago, “Would that be enough of a reason?”
“Don’t try to hide up the fact that you basically just confessed eternal love to me,” you blurted out, seeing how he smiled at you cheekily and took your hand back in his, continuing to walk further down the street but not before planting a quick kiss on your lips, as if to seal the statement, “Whatever you feel is right should be the right choice…”
“Will you get one if I get one?”
You definitely could. Looking back at all the good times you’d spent with him, you couldn’t help but smile a little. Being with him has made you so much happier, and he didn’t really need an answer to this question. You thought he knew it was pretty self-explanatory.
“So, are any local tattoo patrols open at 2 AM, or..”
“Not really sure about that,” you admitted to him, intrigued by how this could turn out all of a sudden. All these silent years of appreciation… Maybe he’d thought about this already, who knows? But maybe it really was in the moment emotion. Nonetheless, you were excited to see both the process and the result.
Yes, drabbles, anon!! I’m so glad you’re as excited as I am! I hope you like what I came up with for your 4D man!
Genre: Library!AU/Fluff
Pairing: Jongup x You
By Admin B
Every single day he came into the library.
And every single day he had McDonald’s.
Surprisingly, there was no rule against bringing in food or drink, as long as you didn’t sit at one of the computers. You figured since it was a college library, the dean realized students would be both a) spending a lot of time in the library and b) hungry.
But... seriously? Bringing McDonald’s into the library every day?
That was just... weird.
And it also made you wonder how the guy was as fit as he was? I mean, obviously, you’d never seen him without his shirt on or anything (although, you’d definitely imagined it before - wait, what?), but you could tell the dude was pretty ripped.
Anyway.
Here he was again, in the library with his McDonald’s bag.
But... the real kicker was... he didn’t do anything else in here besides eat.
He didn’t study, he didn’t check out any books, he didn’t talk to anyone, he didn’t even look at his phone. He just ate.
You were truly not one to judge because college could be rough. You understood that. But, apparently, today was the day you couldn’t stand it any longer.
Your curiosity was just too strong.
So you pushed yourself away from the help desk and quietly made your way over to his table. You plastered a smile on your lips as you slid into the chair next to him, clearing your throat to announce your intention to speak.
“Hi,” you began in the softest voice you could muster.
“Hey,” he replied before popping a french fry into his mouth.
“I’m sorry, I’m just... You’re not in trouble or anything, I was just wondering... Why do you come in here every day to eat?”
He furrowed his brow and squinted his eyes at you while he chewed, and when you thought he was going to answer you, he simply took a bite of his hamburger.
...Okay, this was awkward.
But you still waited because... well, you just wanted to know!
“I like the peace and quiet while I eat,” he finally explained after swallowing. “And I like seeing you.”
Your eyebrows shot halfway up your forehead.
“...O--oh,” you stammered. “O...kay...”
He nodded once before taking another bite of his hamburger, and you took that as your cue to leave him alone.
But just as you’d started walking away, he called out to you.
“I’m Jongup, by the way.”
You turned on your heel to face him again, lifting your hand in an awkward wave because you were still very taken aback from what he’d said.
“See you tomorrow!” he smiled.
“See you... tomorrow...”
Well, okay then. Not what you were expecting, but... I mean, you were kind of flattered.
Because he was super handsome.
So... yeah.
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[9:30am] “how’s that?” He asks, a little smirk pulling the corners of his mouth as he watches you sip your strawberry tea.
The early morning sun rises behind you, framing your head like an angel’s halo. Jongup knows you’re not a morning person, but insists on grabbing breakfast at the local cafe every Saturday as part of his weekly ritual.
He knows the frown that has your face all screwed up will ease once your favourite pastries have been devoured.
“It’s fine,” you mutter, rubbing your eyes. “I just wish we were still in bed.”
A waiter steps out of the cafe and places a platter full of breakfast items – your favourite pastries included – on your table.
“Yeah?” Jongup smiles as he watches your face light up in delight. The sight is priceless and gets him every time. “How about now?”
That’s what he asks himself about literally anything regarding this relationship, because apparently, you find anything he does cute
Or maybe interesting, cool, attractive and so many more things, you get the point. All he does is simply amazing
But he literally doesn’t do anything to try to come off that way
He’ll just be casually munching on cereal in the morning and boom
He squints at the door once he hears footsteps, and you’re there
All mesmerized by his bedhead and his furrowed brows and clueless expression at why you’re smiling at him like that
Mesmerized by how he just stares back at you with his spoon lifted halfways to his open mouth, and doesn’t move a muscle until you do
Mesmerized by the way he had somehow seated himself legs-crossed on the kitchen chair and hasn’t fallen off from there yet because his coordination in the mornings is quite..
Non-existent
But you love it, and though he cannot explain why, he does not object
Your love is something more comfortable than all his overly huge jackets and sweatpants, and he wears in on his sleeve every time he can
No one knows how the hell you two even work out
But somehow you do
He does not know how texting works
He’s so bad at it, he’s literally apologized about it in the past
It’s not like he doesn’t care to text you back, or to respond to whatever you have to say to him
It’s just that ugh
Typing
So half the time you don’t even know where he is or what he’s up to
But that’s not a bad thing at all, as sometimes your door opens randomly and a mes dressed in three large jackets, a yellow shirt poking out from underneath, camouflage joggers and fancy sneakers steps inside
Carrying takeout
Eyes tired but his lovely stare lookin’ yummy like chocolate
God, you love him
It’s worse when you’re doing something and don’t hear him coming in, because oh shit he can be scary
He’s so quiet you don’t hear him coming in
Intentionally or unintentionally, it always scares you when you just turn around in the kitchen or something and see him quietly standing in the doorway, observing you like it’s completely normal to just silently stand and stare
“Jongup-ah goddamn it! Don’t scare me like that ever again!”
“I’m not scaring you, I’m just standing here-”
“Stand louder next time around, okay!?”
It amuses him and he chuckles, but he agrees
and never does what he agrees to though
But not because he’s got bad intentions or anything, he simply forgets
And you kinda forget to scold him about it
Okay, you don’t forget, but you just can’t bring yourself to do it
How can you even say anything at least moderately mean to him?
Himchan has warned you about this immunity Jongup has to troubles and punishments, but you did not listen to him back then
“He’ll destroy half the house, and you still won’t be able to scold him because of the way he’ll look at you all sorry and sweet.”
Now you realize you have been trapped, but back then you did not believe
Years of relationship had proved it though - you in fact cannot stay mad at him for long
His eyes look both innocent and guilty whenever he does stuff that he shouldn’t have done
And the way he apologizes is just oh gosh
It’s multiple sorries said in a sweet, quiet and apologetic voice while his arms snatch around you from behind and you can do nothing but curse
He is so comfortable
So warm
He sounds genuine when he says he did not mean to cause trouble
And the way he slurs his speech when he does a recap on what he’s guilty for, the way it clears up for the actual apologies
How can you be mad at him after all of that
He can get away with a lot of stuff because of this
Not that you mind
It’s a well-known fact that Jongup does not get angry
At least no one’s seen him doing it so far
You haven’t seen it either
Moon Moon is a sweetie programmed to be without angry emotion
It’s hard to get him to laugh really audibly either
But when he does he’s wheezing
His face is all scrunched up and he’s holding his stomach while his legs give up and he stumbles, almost falling over
It’s a rare but mesmerizing sight
You try to provoke it as often as possible and the more you try the more you succeed
When he’s with you, he does not give a damn about other things
It’s sweet, really, because sometimes his phone will be going off all the time, and you’ll fear he’ll abandon you at any given moment to take care of something important
Instead, he silences it
His reasoning is that he’s spending time with you now and everything else doesn’t quite matter. He’ll get to in once he has some actual time for it
Well, if that isn’t sweet
Sometimes it gets him into trouble, but he don’t care
Your time together is important to him and he treasures it
His humor is.. Funny
To him only
Honestly, you did not get a single one of his jokes in the past
He did look adorable saying those things and amusing himself by them, and that’s what used to bring a smile and maybe even chuckles to your face as well
Now you actually understand them
The one time you laughed at a joke he said while hanging out with the other guys, Youngjae asked you what’s wrong with you when you tried to reassure him that it was actually funny
You were the two giggling weirdos surrounded by five other horrified faces, but it did no matter
There was absolutely nothing wrong with the situation, you just had spent enough time in Jongup’s company to know how he ticks and works by now. And to understand his jokes
Also, it’s funny to freak out Youngjae, so you’re glad that happened
He likes cocooning up in dozens of blankets and watching anime with you
It’s not done too often, but sometimes he’ll just come by and demand to watch the whole first season of Naruto or something with you and you’re just like
“Jong, you have a show tomorrow evening and it’s midnight already”
“So? I can sleep tomorrow morning”
He’s convinced you with only mere words said, and he will not get mad if you fall asleep mid-marathon either. He’s probably going to watch a few more episodes himself, but will re-watch them together with you the next day if you insist on it
So, Moonie
A literal angel
more like a sinner and betrayer
But a cute one
If you’re ever competing against each other in any type of challenge and game, don’t expect to be lovingly spared any troublesome outcomes
He’s snake #2 and the doesn’t want to give up on that title just yet
Though he would never betray you really - it’s just for fun and laughs. Plus, he’ll make sure you’re on good terms again afterwards and ugh, who can stay mad at him anyways
Talking about the sinner part, oh boy where should I start
So he can go from “can we drink hot chocolate?” to “I need your body on me” in the spawn of about 0.25 seconds
Literally, there’s no need for a reason
You were just in the kitchen making hot chocolate and boom that spot on your neck looks good for a mark let’s leave one there
This makes him a bit unpredictable, but he’s always sweet, understands when you tell him off and knows his boundaries exactly
And in any form or way, Jongup often does not need a reason to do things. He just does them because he feels like he can, and that does indeed lead to many surprised you did not anticipate in the least, yet do not object against at all
So yeah.. That’s about it
He’s lost 2.0 all the time
But not just regularly lost, more like
Lost in your heart and the love you give him
Don’t let him outta there, or he’ll wander off and get lost on his own
And he’d much prefer to stay, because he loves you just as much
