Summary: While Jackson is on the show Roommate, Junior comes to visit and meets you. You guys instantly have a connection
Genre: fluff, smut, Junior dom
Length: 2306
Requested by anon
Junior came over to visit Jackson at the dorm. Jackson was filming the reality show Roommate at the moment, and Junior had been invited over for the weekend to hang out. Junior was a little unsure about it. He didn’t like the idea of cameras following him around at every moment, but his manager insisted he do it, because it would be good publicity for both him and GOT7. Somehow on the first day he had been roped into cooking lunch, too.
“How’s it coming?” Jackson asked, bouncing into the kitchen.
“It’s almost done,” Junior said, adding final touches. “I just need to set the table, and then it can be served.”
“Don’t worry about that,” Jackson said, moving towards the plates. “I can handle that. You’ve done enough.”
“Really?” Junior was surprised. It wasn’t like Jackson didn’t help out, but usually he had alternative motives when he planned things.
“Really,” Jackson insisted with wide eyes. “Can you just go wake up y/n?”
“Y/n?” Junior repeated. He still wasn’t familiar with all of Jackson’s roommates.
“Yeah, she’s the one sleeping on the couch right now. I don’t want her to miss lunch.” Jackson was already setting the table and making Junior cringed. He just wished that Jackson would be a little gentler when setting the plates down.
“All right. I guess I can do that.” Junior made his way to the living room, knowing he would only be pained by Jackson’s way of setting the table if he stayed any longer. Junior meandered out to the living room, looking for where this roommate of Jackson’s was. He easily found you sleeping on the couch, but when he saw you, he became hesitant. You looked so peaceful, so he didn’t really want to wake you up.
He looked around the room, hoping he could get someone who knew you to wake you up instead, but the entire place seemed quiet. Everyone must’ve had schedules to go to or something. Finally, Jinyoung just took a deep breath and kneeled down next to you. He touched your shoulder and gently shook you.
Your eyes opened and a sleepy smile touched your lips. Junior’s heart fluttered when he saw your eyes. You were so beautiful, and the way you looked up at him made your heart flutter. He had seen plenty of beautiful girls before, but he had never felt quite so overwhelmed by the sight before.
“Are you an angel?” you asked stretching as you tried to wake up.
Junior instantly blushed. “No, actually I’m just Jackson’s friend, Junior. He asked me if I could wake you up for lunch.”
Your eyes widened when you realized you weren’t dreaming anymore. You snapped forward, accidentally bumping your head into Junior’s and knocking him to the floor. “Oh my goodness! I’m so sorry!” You scurried to your feet, offering Junior your hand.
“It’s okay,” Junior chuckled as you helped him up.
“No, it’s not. I’m always doing stupid things like that. You don’t even know me, and you already probably think I’m an idiot.” You sounded exasperated, which made Junior chuckled more. He thought you were really cute.
“Actually, I probably would’ve said something along the lines of a slightly clumsy angel.” Junior couldn’t stop smiling as he talked to you. He liked it even more than looking at you.
You narrowed your eyes. “Are you making fun of me?”
Junior smirked. “Only a little.”
You punched Junior in the arm. “Don’t test me. You don’t want to see me angry.”
“I bet you’re adorable when you’re angry.” Usually it took a while for Junior to open up to girls like this, but with you, it seemed natural.
You opened your mouth to make a witty retort, but when you realized that Junior was complimenting you, you ended up blushing instead.
“So… How’s it going?” Jackson asked, poking his head out from the kitchen. “You two seem to be getting along well.”
Junior looked at Jackson closely, wondering if he had something planned. Either way, Junior ended up clearly his throat, feeling a little embarrassed, because he was pretty sure Jackson had been watching the whole thing. “Anyway, uh, lunch is done, so let’s eat.”
Junior, you, and Jackson made your way to the table and sat down. It was only the three of you at the moment, but Junior didn’t mind. It was easier to get to know you this way.
“This is really good,” you said. “Did you make this?” You looked at Junior, already aware of Jackson’s cooking skills.
Junior nodded, trying to swallow his bite of food as quickly as possible. “Yep. It’s my own recipe.”
“You’ll have to teach me how to cook sometime.” You smiled at Junior, and he smiled right back.
“Aren’t you two adorable!” Jackson squealed, clapping his hands together. He only made the two of you blush. Junior didn’t understand why Jackson had to be so embarrassing all of the time.
The three of you ended up spending the day together with a few other roommates joining you guys on various activities. No matter what it was, Jackson always made sure Junior and you were paired together, whether it was a three-legged race at the park, a water balloon toss, or charades at night.
Junior was fully aware of what Jackson was doing, but he didn’t mind. Every second he spent with you only melted his heart a little more. He had never felt so connected to someone before, and he was pretty sure you felt the same way based off the little glances at him you kept stealing throughout the day.
That weekend went by too fast, and most of the nights Junior and you spent it talking late into the night. It was clear to everyone that the two of you had a thing for each other, which only made it that much more sad when Junior’s time at the dorm was over. However, even after separating, the two of you ended up texting all of the time, because Junior wasn’t ready to say goodbye to you. In fact, he spent almost all of his free time thinking about you.
That was how Junior had ended up standing outside of your room a week later. He knew he should’ve known better, but he needed to see you again. Jackson had let him into the dorm, but he didn’t need to tell Junior where your room was. Junior knocked on your door and was surprised when you answered so quickly.
“Junior,” you said just as surprised. “What are you doing here?”
“Are you alone?” Junior asked.
You glanced back into your room. “Yeah. My roommate is gone for the weekend on an overseas tour.”
“Mind if I come in?” Junior’s gaze lowered, and he couldn’t help but notice how short your pajama shorts were.
“Not at all,” you said, smiling shyly. Junior could tell you were nervous, but he hoped it was for good reasons.
Junior passed into your room, and you shut the door, leaning on it afterwards. He turned to look at you, and you bit your lip. “Am I crazy?” Junior asked.
“Crazy?” you repeated, tracing Junior’s jawline with your eyes.
“There’s something between us, right? I’m not the only one who feels it?” Junior’s eyes landed on your lips, and he found himself licking his own.
You giggled at Junior’s hesitation. “A girl doesn’t invite a boy into her room for any old reason.” Junior raised his eyebrow at you, so you continued. “Will you just kiss me already?”
That permission was all Junior needed. He moved towards you with an intense speed, trapping you against the door with his body. His lips crashed onto yours, and they seemed to mold together perfectly. You ran your fingers through Junior’s hair, and at first the kissing seemed sweet and gentle.
“Wait,” Junior said, pulling away from you. “Are there cameras in this room?”
Your eyes flickered to the only one. “Just one.”
Junior’s eyes followed yours and found where it was located. He hummed for a moment as he thought. Then he leaned forward, brushing your hair behind your ear. “Why don’t you remove your shirt for me?” Junior’s voice was deep and velvety, and you knew you couldn’t resist his orders. You stripped your shirt, hoping Junior had a plan, and then passed the material to you.
Junior took your shirt and walked towards the camera. He smirked into the lens before placing your shirt on top of it. Junior turned back towards you, but he didn’t take a step. Instead, he motioned you over with his finger. You scurried over to Junior, willing to give into his every will, and when you were close enough, Junior hooked his fingers through your hair and pulled you closer.
Looking into your eyes, he whispered, “You’re so hot.” Then he attached his lips to your neck, tilting your head back a little more to give himself better access. He sucked harshly, nipping at your skin, and you moaned at the pleasure it brought you. Junior was a little rougher than you anticipated, but you didn’t mind at the same time.
“You like that, don’t you,” Junior muttered against your neck.
You nodded your head as best as you could, hoping Junior would continue.
Junior smirked against your neck, before giving your skin another sloppy kiss. “I’ll tell you what. If you’re a good girl tonight, I’ll make you feel things no one has before.”
His words alone made you moan. “Just tell me what to do.”
Junior lifted your head up, so he could look directly into your eyes. He kissed you roughly and then said into your mouth, “Suck me off like a lollipop.” He brushed his nose against yours, and your mouth hung open, hoping Junior would kiss you again.
Instead, Junior gently pushed you towards the floor. You looked up at him while biting your lip, and you being so submissive only turned Junior on more. You undid his pants and pulled out his member, giving it a few strokes. Junior watched you the entire time. You gave him a simple lick before putting in your mouth entirely. Your tongue swirled around his tip, making Junior groan in response.
“That’s a good girl,” he said breathlessly.
This encouraged you more, so you took him into your mouth entirely. Junior hummed at the feeling and then reached down, caressing your soft bosom over your bra. Your hands caressed his thighs, and you started taking him deeper. “Oh god,” Junior muttered, craning his neck back. He started thrusting into your mouth, unable to control himself much longer.
Suddenly, Junior grabbed your hair, making you stop. “I want you to feel me inside of you,” he said, helping you to your feet. He turned you around, so you were facing away from him, and then he undid your bra. He trailed kisses along your bareback, making your eyes flutter shut. His hands reached around to your front and started kneading your breasts, while his kisses slowly made their way to your neck.
You could feel Junior poking you from behind, which only made you groan in hunger. Junior’s hands slide down your body until they found your hips. He squeezed your skin, making sure to touch every part of you before sliding his fingers into your shorts and grazing his fingers over your soaking core. “Someone’s more than ready for this.”
You reached up and behind you, running your fingers through Junior’s hair. “I’ve been ready for a while,” you whispered. A gasp filled the air as Junior dipped his fingers inside of you, only making you want him even more. You leaned your head against Junior’s shoulder as his lips took their sweet time on your neck and his fingers explored your cavern.
“Jun-Junior,” you gasped when he found your treasured spot.
“That’s a good girl,” he whispered in your ear. He continued rubbing that spot, but too soon he removed his fingers and removed your shorts completely. He bent you forward slightly and guided his length towards your entrance, pushing into you slowly. His hands found your breasts again to help brace you against his slow thrusts, and he pinched your nipples a little, teasing you just a bit more.
“You feel so tight around my cock,” Junior muttered against your neck as he sent an extra sharp thrust into your body, eliciting a soft mewl from you.
“Faster,” you begged, needing to feel the friction of him moving in and out of you already.
“Say please,” Junior said, moving his hips even slower. He was such a tease, and he knew it.
“Faster, please,” you said, even more desperate.
“Okay.” Junior gave your neck another soft kiss before rocking his hips faster. At first small moans and groans filled the air, but as the pressure in both of your bodies built, your voices grew quiet as you focused on the much needed release. The only sound that could be heard was skin slapping against skin.
Soon the pressure grew to be too much to bear, and with one loud groan, your body releasing, milking Junior’s cock in the process. Junior bit down on your shoulder as he raced to his own release. At the last minute, he pulled out of you and started pumping himself. His released onto your back, coating you in his seed. After taking a breath, he found a tissue and wiped you off.
“Is that what you came over here to do?” you asked, collapsing onto your bed.
Junior sat down next to you and placed his arm around your neck. “No. I was just going to ask you out on a date, but I mean, this was great, too.”
You chuckled, agreeing completely. “I just hope none of my roommates heard.”
@trueboice4eva Happy birthday to one of the sweetest people I’ve have a pleasure to get to know on tumblr! I have enjoyed getting to know you, and I hope you have a wonderful day and all of your wishes come true ^.^ I don’t know if this is what you wanted exactly, but I hope you still like it :)
Summary: You accidentally bump into Junior, your crush, and your a little surprised to find out he knows who you are.
Genre: Fluff
Length: 1440
You couldn’t help but stare at him as he leaned over onto the table to help out one of the younger kids with his homework. Junior was so beautiful, but that wasn’t what you loved about him. He was always so kind and caring, putting others before himself and being polite to everyone, even if they didn’t deserve it. Some people thought he was too serious and rude, but you always saw his sweet side. You just wished you could confess your feelings to him.
“You should go over and talk to him, instead staring at him all of the time like a creeper,” your friend said, breaking you out of your trance. “How long has it been since you fell for him, and you haven’t even said ‘hi’ to him?”
You instantly pulled your attention away from Junior, blushing. You hated when your friend caught you staring like that, especially because she knew you were just daydreaming about what it would be like to have the courage to ask him out. “It’s probably better that he doesn’t know I exist.”
“Now what makes you say that?”
“Because I’m not good enough for him. I’m not as smart as him, I don’t read as much, and he definitely deserves someone prettier than me.” You sighed, stirring your food around. That was the biggest reason why you couldn’t muster up the courage to confess. Even though you didn’t show it to everyone, you felt like you weren’t pretty enough to get someone like Junior, and you didn’t want to face rejection.
“Oh please,” your friend scoffed, looking Junior up and down. “There’s nothing special about him, and if can’t see what’s special about you, then you deserve someone better.”
You knew your friend was just trying to be nice, but you couldn’t agree with what she was saying. Junior was one of the most special people you knew, which was why you were still hung up on him after a year, even though you had already convinced yourself that you two would never happen. “Yeah.”
After your last class, you found yourself running towards the school pool. Your professor had kept the class late, and if you didn’t hurry, you’d be late for your water polo training. Your backpack bounced against your back as you hurried along, and you were going so fast, you were barely paying attention to your surroundings. Just then, a door opened up in to the building you were running past, and you didn’t have time to react to avoid hitting the emerging person or the cart he was pushing.
You hit the cart at full speed, knocking over all of the supplies and crashing to the ground yourself. You groaned internally, and even though you could feel the scrapes and bruises already forming, you started getting up, knowing your coach wouldn’t be happy if you were late to practice.
A soft hand grabbed your arm. “Whoa, slow down there. What’s the hurry?”
Your body froze as a voice you knew too well spoke. Brushing your hair out of your face, you saw Junior standing in front of you, and his hand was still on your arm. “Um, practice,” you said quietly, getting really shy.
“Water polo, right?” he asked with a small smile.
“Yes?” You were confused about how he knew that, since you didn’t think he knew you existed.
“You’re really good. The best goalie I’ve seen.” Junior didn’t let go of your arm, even though you were steady on your feet.
“You’ve seen me play?” Now you were pretty sure you were dreaming.
Junior looked down and blushed. “I may have seen a couple of your games.” There was a moment of silence, before Junior looked up at you. “Hey, if you’re not busy this Friday, why don’t we celebrate after your game?”
“It’s my birthday Friday,” you blurted. You weren’t even sure why you told him.
“Perfect,” Junior smiled. “I guess I could give you a present.”
“A present?” you repeated still in a bit of a daze.
“Yes,” Junior chuckled. “Aren’t you running late for practice?”
“Crap! Right! I have to go. Bye!” You dashed off towards the pool, your cheeks flushing again. Your lips curled upward as you thought about what just happened. Had Junior really just asked you out?
Everyday went slowly until your game on Friday. You couldn’t stop thinking about what kind of gift Junior was going to give you or the fact that he basically had asked you out. Well, the more you thought about it, the more you were unsure if he had asked you out or if he was just suggesting that you two hang out. This only made you more nervous, wondering what kind of intentions he had.
Because of these thoughts, you had a hard time actually focusing on the game. It wasn’t the best game you’d played, but you did decent enough, and your team ended up winning to your surprise. Your eyes immediately went to the stands where you saw Junior sitting with a bright smile on his face. He gave you a thumbs up, and you wondered how many games he had been to that you hadn’t noticed.
After a mini celebration with your team, you headed to the locker room to get dry and dressed. You were squeezing the water out of your hair with a towel when your friend approached you.
“You weren’t lying. Junior was totally in the bleachers,” your friend said leaning next to your locker.
“Yeah, he showed up after all.” You smiled at the thought, happy to know he noticed you, even if you two ended up just being friends.
“So are you going to make out with him?” Your friend was always blunt like that, which made your cheeks turn crimson.
“It’s not like that.” You set your towel down and grabbed your brush.
“He came to your game. Friends don’t just do stuff like that when you’ve never talked before. He likes you, y/n. Just accept it, and go admit your feelings, so you can just make out with him already.”
“Stop,” you muttered getting even more embarrassed. You weren’t that kind of girl, and you felt embarrassed thinking about kissing Junior. You hadn’t had a boyfriend before, so you only felt more flustered at the thought. “I don’t even know if he likes me like that.”
Your friend rolled her eyes. “Well, there’s only one way you’ll find out.”
The next thing you knew you were being thrown out of the locker room by your friend, and you came face to face with Junior. “Oh, hi!” you said loudly, feeling nervous.
“Hi,” Junior said brightly. “Are you ready to go?”
You nodded, growing quiet again. Usually you were super talkative, but you felt too nervous around Junior, and had a hard time saying anything. You two walked down to a local café together, and Junior was a perfect gentleman, holding the door open for you. He even paid for your drinks, and after you sat down at the table, you started feeling a little more comfortable.
“So do you always go to the games?” you asked. You wondered if he knew someone else on the team or something.
“Not always,” Junior admitted, “but I’ve been to every one since I discovered you were on the team.”
“Really, why?” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing.
“Because I think you’re special, and I like you, y/n.” Junior looked at you and smiled. He didn’t seem at all surprised by your shocked reaction. “You may not think so, but you stand out a lot to me. You always seem so talkative and friendly, and it just drew me towards you. Maybe I’m a coward for not confessing sooner, but I like you. I kept wanting to approach you sooner or at least say ‘hi,’ but I didn’t know how. That’s why when you bumped into me, I took advantage of the situation and just went for it.”
“I like you, too,” you admitted shyly. It wasn’t nearly as scary confessing your feelings when you already knew he liked you. “And I may have been watching you for a while, too.”
“Good,” Junior said to your surprise. “That means you’ll probably like your birthday present. He stood up and leaned over the table, pressing his lips against your cheek. “Happy birthday, y/n. I hope your birthday is everything you wished for.”
You bit your lip, looking down at your coffee. “Oh, it definitely is.” Scooting your chair closer to Junior, you slipped your hand into his, feeling a bit more confident now.
omgah i’m so sorry guys i haven’t been updating lately; i’ll be posting up two oneshots tonight; a continuation and a new oneshot!!! then i’ll be away for six days for a trip and when i’m back i’ll try to get something up! love y’all and thank you for your support! <3
Summary: Jinyoung frustrated by losing a board game or card game to Y/N.
Jinyoung threw the dice, moved his piece and picked up a card. The expression on his face turned sour and he tried flinging the card across the room, but it was too light and landed next to him, making him even angrier. Looking at the board he wiped everything off onto the ground and sprang up out of his seat.
“Well that was rude,” you said calmly, amusement twinkling in your eyes.
“I hate this game!” he raged as he stomped around your living room.
It was just the two of you tonight. At least once a week you’d have friends over to hang out and play games. Jinyoung being one of your closest friends meant that he never missed it. With more people it was usually more relaxed, because everyone would be drinking and laughing, but because it was only the two of you, the competition was fierce.
“You’re such a sore loser.”
“I just don’t understand how you got so far ahead. Why did I keep ending up in jail? This game isn’t fair.”
You watched him walk back and forth across your living room with his hands on his hips.
“I can’t help it that I’m this good.”
“I’m sure you cheated.”
You burst out laughing at his serious expression and he turned to glare at you.
“You think this is funny? This is how friendships die, Y/N!”
You apologised and soon your laughter died down. Jinyoung sat down by the coffee table where the board game used to be and rested his arms on top of it.
“Want to try beating me at something else?”
“Yes. Please. What do you have?”
That’s when things got serious. You pulled out every playable thing you owned. The two of you played, Uno, Clue, Snakes & Ladders and every other boardgame in your apartment. When you beat him at those, you suggested card games, something you weren’t very good at. But you beat him at all of those too. You even beat him at Go Fish. He stood up off the floor and screamed like he was in agony. Afterwards he sunk back down to the floor and rested his head on the coffee table, and you got a call from your neighbour asking if everything was okay, to which you explained that everything was. Jinyoung had absolutely no luck with games. It was almost sad. You looked at his body slumped over your coffee table and for the first time that night, the situation really wasn’t that funny.
“Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?”
“No,” he mumbled and pouted when he finally lifted his head. He was staring at the floor with his chin in his hand, looking way too sad. “Nothing can make me feel better. I’m a failure.”
Looking at him made you feel bad. Maybe you should have thrown at least one game just to cheer him up. But it was too late for that now. There was no way you could get him to play another game with you in this state and even if you could, he’d know you were letting him win.
You walked around the table to sit next to him and leaned your head on his shoulder. He leaned his head against yours instinctively.
“I’m sorry,” you said. “I didn’t mean to make you sad. Do you still want to be friends with me, even though I’ll always kick your butt at old-school games?”
You felt him chuckle and lifted your head to see the ghost of a smile playing on his lips. He looked at you and seemed much calmer.
“There’s one thing I know I’ll always be better at than you,” he said.
“Yeah? And what’s that?” you asked challengingly.
Without answering your question he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. You were too shocked to respond and before you could even do anything, he pulled away.
got7-scenarios: Wedding Meet | Future Talk | Wonderland AU | Restaurant Rush | After School Adventure | Library Duty | Lazy Days | Chopsticks 101 | Birthday Confession | “A” Teaser | Mistletoe Kiss | Magnetic Girl |
an-exotic-writer: First, Not Last |
markerifics: Finger Kiss | Flower Boy | Library Date | Nurse | Perfect Lunchbox | Soccer Match | Lay With Me |
igot-scenarios: Boyfriend Does My Makeup Tag | Wearing his T-shirt | Vintage Book | Drunk In Love | Necktie | We Got Married | Take You Down | Brother Knows Best | Wet | Reunion | Drunk | Hitched | First Kiss | My Girl | Trust Me | Spin the Bottle | Wonderment | Stuck | Swapped | Snow Delay | Anniversary | Wrong Number | Are You Lost? | Stubble (Suggestive) |
got7imaginations: Blind ft. Yugyeom | Special |
keypea: TFLN |
kbeatzscenarios: Finding the Light |
idolimagines: Goodbye | Morning After |
Angst:
got7-scenarios: Maybe I’m Missing You |
markerifics: Heartbeat | Alone | Every Second Counts |
igot-scenarios: Final Moments | Here To Stay | MAD | Wedding Dress | Stressed | Erased |
got7imaginations: Crushed | Fly | Almost is Never Enough |
