ミ★ synopsis: jun’s parents got a divorce over a year ago and his mom is getting married again. you notice that he’s nervous at the reception, so in an attempt to calm him down, you ask him for a dance. [requested by @shoshishua]
ミ★ genre: first confessions, fluff, humor
ミ★ warnings: none!
ミ★ word count: 1,742
ミ★ pairings: junhui x female reader
ミ★ notes: hi! this was requested by my luvie @shoshishua ! i kinda changed it up a bit from the original prompt you gave me, but i hope you still like it bub <3
“Jun, can you please sit down? You keep pacing in front of the TV and I’m trying to get a good look at Zuko!” You whine as Jun passes the TV once again, and he finally stops and turns towards you. He shoots you a glare, before continuing his back and forth movement, biting his thumb nervously. You groan, mumbling something along the lines of how you want zuko to throw you off a cliff.
“For someone who hasn’t had their first kiss yet, you sure seem eager-” You throw a pillow at Jun, only for him to catch it with ease. He gives you a smile before tossing the pillow back at you and pacing in front of the TV again.
Letting out a sigh, you pause the last airbender and get off the couch. You walk over to your best friend and reach out, resting both hands on his shoulders so that he’ll stop pacing. He looks down into your eyes, and he lets out a huff.
“What’s wrong Jun? Is it the wedding?” You ask and he nods his head, he throws his head back in a loud whine before bending down and resting it on your shoulder. You pat his back as he starts mumbling to himself on your shoulder.
“What about the wedding has you so stressed?” Jun mutters an incomprehensible response, and you raise an eyebrow.
“What the hell did you just say? I have no idea what the fuck just left your mouth.”
“I said, mymomaskedmetodancewithheratthereception.” You look incredulously at Jun’s back, gently pushing him off you so that you can see his face. He pouts at you and you raise an eyebrow at him.
“Jun, I can’t speak gibberish.” Jun lets out a sigh, grabbing your hand and pulling you to the couch. He makes you sit, before he lays down and rests his head on your lap. This being a common position for you and Jun since you first became friends, you instinctively run your fingers through his hair, and he immediately relaxes in your hold.
“My mom asked me to do a mother-son dance with her at the reception.” Jun finally says. You cock your head to the side, “Isn’t that a good thing?”
“No! Well, kinda? I don’t know! I’m still kinda going through it with the fact that my parents got divorced over a year ago, and my mom’s getting married already.” He explains, and he turns over so that he’s looking up at the ceiling from your lap.
“I know it seems soon, but your mom’s really happy you know? Your parents divorce was the best for you and them, at least they’re still friends.”
“I know, it’s just hard because I miss how we used to be. I don’t want anything to change, I’m not ready.” You look down at him, and you decide to press a soft kiss to the top of his head. Jun’s heartbeat increases once your lips touch his forehead, and he feels heat rush to his face. When you pull away, you notice a blush forming over Jun’s cheeks and you give him a smile.
“You’re blushing!”
“No I’m not.” Jun denies, turning over so that he’s facing away from you.
stupid! stop blushing! you cannot let her find out that you’re blushing or else the secret is OUT! she’ll know that my heart is literally QUAKING FOR HER!! Jun thinks to himself as he tries to will away the pink in his cheeks.
You lean in closer towards his face to get a better look at his blush, effectively cutting off his internal monologue. Jun lets out a squeak, rolling off the couch and onto the floor. He stands back up and points at you as you laugh at his antics.
“You can’t just do that!” Jun shouts, looking at you with wide eyes as his heart beats rapidly against his chest. You give him a grin, leaning back into the couch and pressing play on the last airbender once again.
“Hello?! You’re not gonna respond?” He asks and you nod your head, moving more to the side so that you can get a better view of Zuko fighting against Azula. Jun glares at you being unaffected at the fact that you kissed his forehead. He leans close to your face and grasps your cheeks, making your eyes widen.
“Jun…”
“Now you’re the one with a warm face.” Jun smirks after a beat, pulling away so that he’s standing at his full height. You immediately cover your cheeks with your hands in an attempt to hide the warmth spreading to your face, causing Jun to smile.
“That’s not fair Jun! I just kissed your forehead to help you feel better because sometimes gestures speak louder than words. Now you’re just trying to make me flustered!” You whine and he lets out a chuckle, turning around and walking out of your living room.
“Hey! You’re not gonna respond to me, stinky?!” You yell, and he turns around and gives you thumbs up with a cheeky smile. You glare at him, putting the best show known to man on pause again. Grumbling to yourself, you get up off the couch and follow after him to give him a piece of your mind.
“Yay Jun!” You squeal, clapping your hands excitedly when Jun and his mom finish their dance. He kisses his mom on the cheek before walking back over to your table. Jun sits in his seat and immediately downs his water. Then he grabs your glass and downs it in one go.
“That… was my water.”
“We’ve known each other for years baby, what’s yours is mine and what’s mine is yours!” Jun jokes, shrugging and giving you a smirk. You roll your eyes at him even though you feel very slightly flustered at the pet name.
The music changes to can’t help falling in love, the kina grannis version, and the lights of the building dim. Thus causing the fairy lights above the dance floor to shine brighter. You turn towards Jun, who is nervously tapping his foot as he watches his mom and step-dad begin to dance.
“You’re nervous.” You state, and Jun bites the inside of his cheek, not giving a response. As you watch other couples begin their descent to the dance floor, an idea comes to mind on how to calm Jun down.
“Let’s dance.” You command, getting up from your seat. Reaching out, you intertwine your fingers with Jun’s. His eyes widen as you pull him up from the chair, dragging him onto the dance floor. He says a bunch of excuses behind you, but you pay him no mind.
“But I just finished dancing-” You shush him as you make it onto the floor. You wrap your arms around the back of his neck, and he tentatively places his hands on your waist after a beat.
wise men say, only fools rush in.
“Why are you so stiff?” You tease and he frowns at you, pinching your waist in retaliation. You let out a small squeak, causing him to laugh at your reaction.
“I’m not stiff, you’re the one who’s stiff.” Jun argues and you roll your eyes, a small smile appearing on your lips. He inches a bit closer, letting his hands rest more comfortably on your waist.
but i can’t help falling in love with you.
“I think the lady at the table beside us likes you, she keeps looking in your direction.” You mutter, glancing at the pretty girl whose eyes are locked on Jun as you both sway back and forth. Jun turns his head to look around the room in an attempt to not make it obvious when his eyes catch hers. You see her look down at the floor, cheeks turning red at the eye contact she made with Jun. You let out a little huff, looking away and staring back at his tie.
shall i stay? would it be a sin?
Jun looks down at you, a small smile gracing his features once he notices the slight pout to your lips. “Are you jealous?” He asks and your eyes move back towards his face, giving him a glare.
“No.”
“Seems like you are.”
“Why would I be? We’re best friends right?” You retaliate and he lets out a chuckle, shaking his head at the last part of your statement. You cock your head to the side at his reaction, and he simply gives you a smile. Directing your eyes towards the end of his tie, you feel your heart pound against your chest.
if i can’t help falling in love with you.
He stares at you, taking notice of the flowers on the top portion of your baby blue dress. The skirt fans out around you, making you look like a princess. you glance back up at him, and he analyzes your features as you stare into each others eyes. Your hair is in soft curls flowing down your back, and your lips are stained a pretty pink. As Jun stares at you, he can’t help but think that he’s never seen anyone more beautiful than you. “It’s okay, I only have eyes for you yn.” Jun says softly, and your eyes widen, casting them down to his shoes to avoid eye contact.
like a river flows, surely to the sea.
darling so it goes, some things are meant to be.
“Don’t play with my heart like that Jun, I know you only think of me as your best friend.” You mumble, looking back up into his eyes. You’re shocked to find not a teasing smile on his face, but an earnest look to his eyes. “Who said I was joking?” He responds, pulling you closer so that your lips are mere inches apart.
so take my hand.
“I love you, yn. I’ve loved you for a year now.” Jun confesses, and you feel your heartbeat rapidly against your chest due to the fact that your love is mutual. Jun stares at the way the fairy lights reflect in your eyes, making it appear as if you hold sparkles in them. Unable to hold back, a smile escapes your lips, and he finds himself smiling back down at you.
take my whole life too.
“I love you too.” You whisper, and Jun’s grip on your waist tightens slightly.
for i can’t help, falling in love with you.
“Can I kiss you?” Jun asks, and you stare into his eyes, noticing the fondness in his gaze as he awaits your answer. You let out a nervous smile, nodding your head yes. He lets out a breath, before leaning in and capturing your lips in a sweet kiss.
