Back To The Start
Pairing: Na Jaemin x Fem!Reader
Synopsis: You’re convinced that Jaemin doesn’t care about you, despite having a physical connection for over a year. You expected to spend Valentine’s Day alone again; until confrontation gives way to tension & unsaid feelings that neither of you can ignore.
Genre/Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, oral (f. rec), fingering, dirty talk, teasing, slight angst, fluff
WC: 6.1k
A/N: Mal here!! 🌸 It’s my first ff that I’m actually publishing and fully writing. It’s heavily inspired by ‘Back To The Start’ by Somo!! I’m sooo excited guys omg. I wanted this to be published on Valentine’s Day, but yk..life happens💔it’s okay though. It’s not a major factor in the story guys
It was the day before Valentine’s Day.
Most people were out shopping for gifts for their significant others, planning dates, writing letters, looking for the fanciest restaurants.
Meanwhile, you were in your best friend’s apartment, crying over a guy you weren’t even dating.
“I just- I don’t know. I just wish he would see me the way I see him. It’s not just sex to me.”
Your hoodie was practically drenched from the way you constantly wiped your tears away. It was honestly sickening to watch.
The only person who’d ever see you like this was Renjun, your best friend of seven going on eight years.
“Y/n, you’re so pathetic; it’s making my stomach ache.” Renjun grimaced as he listened to you vent about the same fuck-boy for the 80th time this month.
His words made you giggle for the first time that day. “Bitch, you’re just hungry.”
Renjun was the only person who knew about your situation with Jaemin. He hated him and his friend-group full of whores, but he knew how much you were in love with him.
That didn’t stop him from being honest with you, though. You needed to open your eyes, and let Jaemin go. But, you just couldn’t. You knew he had a big heart deep down; you just needed to figure out how to unlock that side of him.
“Yeah, that I am. And I’m also sick of your shit. You’ve confessed to him during sex and he never says it back? Y/n, you can’t keep doing this to yourself.” Renjun sighed, deeply disappointed in how pitiful you’d become.
“You care too much, while he doesn’t care at all.” Renjun got up from the couch as he spoke, “Let’s go get something to eat. You’re paying, since you’ve pissed me off for the day.”
You smacked your teeth as you followed his lead out the door, but you weren’t actually upset. This was Renjun’s way of getting your mind off of Jaemin. He knew you weren’t leaving him alone any time soon, so he decided to distract you for the time being.
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At the same time you were out with Renjun, Jaemin was hanging with his friends. Low music playing in the background as they all sat around in the living room listening to Jaemin talk. Ironically, you were the topic.
“That’s what you get for having sex with the same girl more than once, dude.” Haechan was the first to speak after Jaemin’s complaints. He took a sip from his can of beer as he manspread all over the couch.
“Agreed. I’m starting to think you’re in love with her sorry ass, too.” Chenle suddenly piped in, eyes fixated on the TV as he looked for a new song to play.
Jaemin closed his eyes as he shook his head and chuckled. “She’s just another one of my fuck buddies. No more than that.”
Jaemin loved to lie to himself when it came to you. The two of you had been hooking up since last year, which was a rare occurrence. He fell in love with you the moment he saw you, but he’d never admit that.
Everyone knew about Jaemin never committing to anyone. He’d have a new girl to hook up with every week. But as soon as you came around, nobody ever saw him with another girl again.
It was all about you. He thought he’d have sex with you once, and then move on after that. But he found himself outside your apartment the following week. And every week after that. There was something about you — something he never felt with anyone else.
“Sure.” Haechan deadpanned, obviously not believing a word coming out of Jaemin’s mouth.
Silence settled in the room as the music continued to play. Everyone attended to their own business since the conversation was over.
Eventually, Jeno nudged Jaemin silently. He looked up from his phone and at Jeno with a confused look.
Jeno motioned for him to follow him to the kitchen, secluded from everyone else. Jaemin immediately got up and followed.
Once they were alone, Jeno sighed and looked at him with firm eyes. “Look, I know you were just spewing bullshit out there with the guys about Y/n. Did you forget the way you spoke about her when the two of you first met?”
This caused Jaemin to frown. “What?”
“Dude. Come on. You’re my best friend, I know you. You know you love her. It’s just hard for you to say.” Jeno paused, taking a sip from whatever bottle he was holding. “Trust me, I get it. Your ex was a real bitch, and you know I hate saying that word.”
Jaemin’s gaze turned to the floor at the mention of his ex. She ruined him for the worst. He hasn’t been the same since they broke up, filling the void with meaningless sex with various different girls. He didn’t even know what he was doing with himself anymore.
It was hard for Jaemin to keep his walls up around Jeno. The guy knew him better than anyone. He was the only one there for him when his ex broke up with him.
“You’re scared Y/n’s gonna do you the same way she did. But you gotta let that shit go, bro. Not every girl is like her. You just got unlucky.”
Jaemin crossed his arms. There was suddenly an uncomfortable feeling in his chest. “I don’t know, man. I’m just gonna end up hurting her like I do with everyone else. I don’t wanna do that. She’s too sweet.”
He couldn’t even believe that he uttered those words. Since when did he care about hurting you?
“Dude, you obviously care about her. Just allow yourself to accept the love that she’s willing to give. She’s not responsible for anything you’ve been through. Stop holding her accountable for the shit your ex did.”
Jaemin fell silent as Jeno clocked him again and again. His mind was all over the place. What should he do about you? The last time the two of you spoke, you were yelling at him with tears in your eyes as you expressed how hurt you were. He hated how that moment kept playing in his mind and how much it hurt him to see you like that.
He had done enough damage. He thought it’d be better to leave you alone for good. But as the days went on, he realized how hard it was to be away from you. All he wanted was to be in your embrace.
Jeno sighed once again, getting sick of his lack of words.
“I’m not trying to tell you what to do, or get in your head. But I just want you to see it for how it is. Please just talk to her, man. Before she moves on and finds someone else.”
That last sentence set Jaemin off. That was the last thing he wanted. Anything but that. He grabbed his keys and flashed Jeno a determined look.
“Thanks, man.” Those were the only words he uttered before making his way out of the kitchen. Not even bothering to glance anyone else’s way, he reached for the front door and unlocked his car door.
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Renjun took you to your favorite spot. Of course, you had to pay for everything, but that didn’t bother you. As long as you were feeling better, you didn’t mind.
The two of you had finished your meals ages ago, talking and laughing about old times as you walked around your favorite mall. That’s when your phone suddenly vibrated, stopping you in your tracks. You slowly pulled it from your back pocket to see what the notification was.
Jaem 💕:
‘Are you home? We need to talk.’
Your heart dropped to your stomach. Renjun grew worried as your expression shifted. “What did he say?” he questioned, already knowing who messaged you.
“He asked if I’m home and said we need to talk...” Your voice trembled as you spoke. The last time the two of you spoke was two weeks ago when you were screaming at him for hurting your feelings. You were embarrassed and horrified.
“Do you want me to drop you off at your place? I honestly think you two should talk, too.” Renjun pointed towards the exit as he spoke. You quickly nodded and headed towards the door.
You:
‘I was out with Renjun. I’m otw home now.’
Jaem 💕:
‘Okay, can we go to my place and talk? I won’t try anything, promise.’
You:
‘Yeah we can.’
The car ride was so silent that you could’ve died. Renjun didn’t know what to say, but you really wished he would run that big mouth of his right now. You were losing your mind with this silence.
“Renjun, please, say something. I’m losing my mind.”
He kept his eyes fixed on the road, his expression not changing. “All I can say is ‘good luck’ because girl, I really don’t know how this is gonna go.”
He had a point. You didn’t know what you were getting yourself into, either. Maybe you should’ve just blocked him instead. This was one of the scariest situations you’d ever been in.
You reached the parking lot of your apartment. Renjun parked the car beside Jaemin’s. You saw him in the driver’s seat, looking as beautiful as ever. The troubled look on his face didn’t go unnoticed, though.
You opened the car door, which grabbed his attention. He turned to face you, and rolled down his window.
Renjun’s eyes burned into his skin. Jaemin knew how protective he was over you, and how much he hated his guts for treating you like shit.
“You better not try any stupid shit, bitch. I know where you live.” Renjun spat at Jaemin from the driver’s seat. You immediately looked back at him.
“Renjun, be calm.” You gave him that ‘I’m gonna be fine’ smile, even though you weren’t sure if you were gonna go home happy or sobbing tonight.
“It’s fine, I understand.” Jaemin assured, giving an awkward smile.
Renjun sighed and let it go. He put his car in reverse and began backing out of the parking lot after you shut the car door behind you.
You rushed to the passenger seat and closed the door. Your heart was pounding in your chest. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, just at your shoes as the car began to move.
The music playing on the radio was the only noise that could be heard during that car ride for about ten minutes. You didn’t know what to say, and neither did he. It was awkward. You didn’t know whether to apologize or wait for him to speak first.
“Okay, so are we going to talk on the way there or are you just going to wait until we’re at your house to say something?” You mustered up the courage to finally ask the question you had been wondering this whole time.
“What do you want to talk about?” He spoke as his were glued to the road, one hand on the steering wheel and the other resting on his lap. You missed seeing those pretty hands of his and what they’d do to you. But now wasn’t the time to be thinking about that.
“I want to know why you decided to pick me up and talk to me after two weeks of no contact. Why the sudden change of heart? You literally didn’t care about me the whole time I was in your face saying all that bullshit.”
You decided to be honest. It was time to stop holding back on the things you wanted to say to him. Forget worrying about his feelings; he never cared about hurting yours.
“Oh, look, we made it.” Completely ignoring your words, Jaemin turned off the engine and exited the car. You slowly followed soon after.
He threw you the keys and walked to the trunk of his car.
“Get inside and go up to my room. I’ve got to get a few groceries out my trunk. I promise I heard what you said, though.” He waited for you to turn and enter the house before retrieving the items from of his trunk.
Without any further questions, you unlocked the front door. The delicate scent of the Peach Blossom fragrance that Jaemin loved so much filled your nose the moment you walked in. You could never get tired of it, no matter what.
The dim lights in the living room, with clean, white furniture and family pictures hanging on the walls felt all too familiar. You had to admit, you missed being at his place, even if it were just brief hookups.
Already knowing your way around, you decided to find the bathroom. You hadn’t realized how much of a mess you looked with that damp hoodie on. You quickly peeled it off of you, leaving only your tank top on.
You examined your appearance, fixing your hair, redoing your mascara, and reapplying your lipgloss. It was like second nature for you. It didn’t matter if you were in a ridiculous situation right now. You refused to not look your best.
About ten minutes had passed since you first came into the house. You let the time pass as you doom-scrolled on your phone while sitting at the edge of Jaemin’s bed. You were starting to grow impatient, wondering why he picked you up just to leave you waiting.
After what felt like a century, Jaemin knocked on the wall to make his appearance known. He leaned against the door frame, crossing his arms. You couldn’t read his expression. He was grinning, but you couldn’t tell what it meant.
He wore an open jacket with a tank top underneath. You were starting to think it was on purpose. He knew you loved seeing him in tank tops. You were a sucker for his biceps.
“Tell me, baby. What is it that you want?” He spoke in that low, seductive tone he always used on you. It worked like a charm every single time.
“What do you mean?” Your eyebrows furrowed as you watched him. There were a lot of things you wanted right now. You weren’t sure which one to say first.
Jaemin’s expression didn’t change. He remained calm and patient. What game was he trying to play?
“What you were telling me two weeks ago. Tell me why you were upset. I want you to be honest and say what you want me to do.”
“I think...” You thought to yourself for a minute. Looking back on that ‘argument,’ you had to think about why you were even yelling at him in the first place.
“I think that after we had sex, I was just upset that you weren’t giving me what I really wanted. Like, I didn’t just want sex, y’know?”
Your hands rested on either side of you, gaze fixated on the floor. You were never the type to yell at someone while crying. You were ashamed that you showed that kind of vulnerability with him.
“Y/n, look at me.”
You silently obeyed, eyes traveling upwards to meet his.
“Come here.”
That low tone made you move instinctively. Were you even thinking, right now?
He slowly brought your hand up to his lips, placing a soft peck. His eyes never left yours. You were entering a trance.
“Describe it to me, baby. Tell me what you wanted.”
It was so easy for you to fall for him. Every. Single. Time. All he had to do was look at you a certain way, and you were already gone. There was no going back, and you knew it.
“I w-wanted you to show passion.” You tumbled over your words, nervous to dive deeper into what you wanted.
“It didn’t feel like it meant anything. It’s as if your heart and soul weren’t in it, and that’s all I wanted.”
A sudden wave of confidence washed over you. Describing the type of sex you wanted was certainly making you hornier than you thought.
“I love you, Jaemin.”
Pulling him into your embrace, you stood on your toes and whispered in his ear.
“I want you to make love to me, not just meaningless sex.”
If Renjun knew you were verbally expressing your love to Jaemin once again, he’d call you the dumbest bird he’d ever met. But you didn’t care. You were going to make sure Jaemin knew how you felt. You were never afraid to express your love for anyone.
Jaemin wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. He leaned his head down to your ear as he spoke in that same low tone.
“Let me make it up to you.”
His began placing soft pecks on your jaw and down to your neck. The kisses were slow, patient. It was as if he were taking his precious time to appreciate you as his hands explored your body.
You softly exhaled as he caressed your body. This wasn’t what you were used to with him. He was never like this.
“I miss you inside of me, Jaemin.” You teased, using that sweet tone that always made him fold for you.
Jaemin brought his face back up to yours. The grin on his face grew wider.
“You drive me crazy, you know that?”
Next thing you knew, he was smashing his lips onto yours. It was quick and rough, he didn’t give you time to process.
He began pulling down the straps of your tank top and bra, tossing them somewhere on the floor. You let him have his way with you. He said he was making it up to you, so why would you stop him?
It didn’t take long for him to unbutton your pants and tug them down, along with your underwear. You quickly got out of them, never breaking the kiss while doing so.
Jaemin slowly pulled away from the kiss and backed away, leaving you confused.
There you were, completely bare right before his eyes. He admired every curve of your body, and how beautiful your skin looked in the dim lighting of his room.
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on.”
Jaemin was in awe of how beautiful you were. He’d never taken the time to fully appreciate your body. You were growing a little nervous as he took a picture of you with his eyes.
After Jeno’s words of encouragement, Jaemin felt like a new man. He was finally allowing himself to really see you. And he loved every second of it.
Eventually, he quickly took off his jacket and his tank top. Those biceps were just as big as they’d always have been. You loved how perfect his body proportions were. It was hard to believe a man this perfect-looking was giving you the time of day.
His lips were back on yours, cupping your face as your tongues danced together. He guided you to the bed, never breaking the kiss, and laid you down gently.
Taking his sweet time, Jaemin placed open kisses on your neck, and all the way down to your breasts. He stopped at your nipples, lightly sucking on one as he pinched the other.
You were a sucker for foreplay. He knew that. He got more than just one soft whine from you. Your hands found his hair and gripped softly, growing more aroused as he watched you.
His kisses trailed down until he reached your inner thighs. You could barely stay silent as he teased you, leaving hickeys instead of giving you what you really wanted.
You weren’t going to complain, though. This wasn’t like the rushed sex you’d usually had.
He dipped his head down a little more, stopping right before his lips came into contact with your clit. His eyes met yours, and you could feel your heart skip a beat.
“You okay?” His low, sultry tone made you throb as his warm breath hit your clit. He gave you a sweet smile, as if he were seeing you for the first time. Was this the same Jaemin as before?
You quickly nodded. “I’m okay.” You assured, copying his smile.
Without a second thought, Jaemin’s tongue circled around your clit in a steady rhythm. You threw your head back as a soft moan slipped past your lips. This caused Jaemin to pick up his pace.
His tongue licked between your folds, and suddenly two fingers slowly entered your cunt. You couldn’t help but whimper at the new sense of pleasure.
Jaemin’s eyes never left your figure. He was enjoying every second of toying with you, finding new ways to learn your body.
Not too long after, you were starting to feel like he was enjoying this more than you were. He closed his eyes, moaning against your clit, sucking harshly as he continued to thrust inside you. The wet sound of your cunt was so obscene in that quiet room.
“J-Jaemin,” you stammered, feeling a familiar knot form in your lower stomach. Your thighs squeezed around his head as you got closer.
“I know, baby.” He cooed, bringing his head up just enough to look at you. “Let it all out for me.”
That was all you needed before your liquids pooled outside of you. Jaemin watched you unfold before him. Thighs trembling, pornographic moans, back arching.
“That’s it, pretty girl.” He murmured, before removing his hands from inside you and sucking them delicately. “So sweet.”
Crawling back up to you, he kissed you slowly, making sure that you tasted yourself on his tongue.
“How was it?” He panted, cheeks a rose pink as he looked at you with hopeful eyes. ‘So cute,’ you thought to yourself, cupping his face.
“Perfect.” You whispered, smiling sweetly as you wrapped your legs around his waist. He had just done so much for you; it only felt right to pay him back. You wanted to make him feel just as good.
“Let me on top. I wanna ride you.” You looked at him with a smoldering gaze, hoping he’d say yes.
“Uh-uh,” he replied, shaking his head. “Tonight is all about you, baby. What you want.” He brushed your hair out of your face, as if he didn’t just reject your request.
You pouted, feeling a bit disappointed. “But, I wanna make you feel good.” You argued, not wanting to take ‘no’ for an answer.
He started placing wet kisses on your jawline. “You will, baby. You will.”
You closed your eyes, biting your swollen bottom lip as you felt his bulge grow harder in his pants. A moan escaped your lips, anticipating the next sequence of events.
He removed his undergarments with one swift motion, wasting no time. His pretty, pink tip already dripped with pre-cum, you couldn’t help but stare.
You almost drooled at the sight, forgetting how thick he was. Hell, it had been two weeks since you last had this.
“Missed me that much?” he teased, a sly grin portrayed on his face. You let out a slight chuckle, coming back to reality. “Shut up.”
Jaemin examined you once again — more so, your cunt. You were still dripping to the core from his previous assault.
He positioned himself right at your entrance, moving painfully slowly as he used your slit as lube. You watched as he fully inserted himself into you. Your hole knew him all too well. It didn’t take much for your walls to wrap around him quickly.
You gasped softly once he was deep inside, mouth agape as you closed your eyes. He went at a normal pace — not too fast, not too slow.
A hand gently snaked around your neck, while the other held your waist. “I missed you so much, pretty. You know that?” He didn’t even give you a chance to respond before kissing you softly.
Everything was so gentle, like he actually cared for you. He focused more on pleasing you rather than himself. And as much as you appreciated it, you wanted more.
“Faster, please,” you commanded, feeling desperate. It was hypocritical for you to say that, when you always begged for slow sex. But, you couldn’t care less. He said it was all about what you wanted.
There wasn’t a word spoken as he quickened his pace. You choked back a moan, feeling the sensation. But it wasn’t enough. You needed more. “Please,” you begged, “don’t hold back.”
Jaemin chuckled at your last words; something had switched in his eyes. You had no idea what you were getting yourself into. “Okay, just make sure you keep up.”
You felt his words before you could even process them. Jaemin fixed his posture and drove himself deeper and quicker inside of you. Both hands gripped your waist tightly as he steadied himself.
Loud, pornographic moans escaped your lips as you arched your back. This was nothing like before. Ragged thrusts dragged his cock against your oversensitive walls as you lost your mind.
He didn’t stop, nor did he even consider it. You got him started, and he wasn’t going to finish until he got what he wanted.
Leaning down to kiss you sloppily, his hand found your hair. He tugged it harshly, continuing to abuse your hole.
“S-slow d-“ you faltered, but he didn’t let you finish.
“This is what you wanted, baby. I thought you could handle it?” His deep, sultry voice made matters worse. He had that evil smirk on his face; he knew what he was doing to you.
You couldn’t even speak. He was right — this *is* what you wanted. It’s exactly what you begged for. You can’t go back on your word, now.
Your throat began to ache as you continued to scream. A harsh spank to your ass made your body jump. That definitely left a mark.
“Been wanting to do this ever since that night,” he spoke in between his heavy breaths. You didn’t know how he had the stamina to even speak, right now. “Wanted to make it up to you so badly, but you were gone before I could say another word.”
He was right. You screamed and cried at him for what felt like hours. All of your anger and frustration was directed at him. You had your own opinion of how he felt about you, and you verbally expressed it that night, no matter what he told you.
You were out the door before he could even process anything. It started as just a heated conversation, and quickly unfolded into something far worse. He sat in his living room, dumbfounded as the silence filled the space.
“I never wanted you to feel like I didn’t care, because I do. I always have.”
He leaned down to kiss your cheek. “It’s just hard for me to show it.”
You couldn’t even form a single thought. What was he saying? You were too busy feeling him in your gut to even respond. Listening to him say all this while he tortured your hole felt unreal.
“I wish you knew how much I think about you every day,” he panted. “Your pretty face, sweet voice, soft skin. All of you.”
You whimpered hearing his words. Your chest heaved with rapid, uneven breaths as you felt your orgasm rushing towards you.
You were finally seeing the side of Jaemin that you yearned for — the side where he confessed all of his feelings to you. Maybe you weren’t just a body to him, after all.
He interlocked his fingers with yours, his eyes completely dazed as he met your gaze. He looked like he was love-drunk. Only for you.
“I’m so in love with you, Y/N. I can’t lie to myself, anymore. My love grows for you every single day.”
That last confession was all you heard before that familiar sensation from before started to ripple from your center and throughout your body. You softly wrapped your arms around him.
“J-Jaem, I’m close,” You warned, eyes closed shut. Your legs began to tremble and your body grew weak. A loud moan escaped your throat as your core grew sore.
“Shit- me too,” Jaemin shortly followed, driving so deep and precise inside of you. He groaned at the feeling of your walls tightening around him, disappointed that he couldn’t let go inside.
This was the rush that the two of you lived for — that addicting sensation you got from watching each other unravel. You yearned for it day after day. Tonight wasn’t just about sex; it was about the love and passion that you felt from it.
It was like you were back at the start, when the two of you first met. He might not have admitted it in the beginning, but the love between you was unreal. You clicked with him faster than anyone, as if you were made for each other. Your hearts were trapped from the start. Jaemin hadn’t realized it until now.
Shortly after your climax, he pulled out of you. He quickly pumped his shaft, releasing all of his liquids onto your stomach.
His figure dropped beside you once he finished. The two of you lay in silence for a while, catching your breaths.
“Jaem,” you were the first to break the silence. There was something on your mind. “Did you really mean what you said?”
You turned your head to look at him. He laid there, silent, eyes closed shut. You knew he heard you.
“Hm?” He feigned confusion, as if he didn’t know what you were referring to.
You sighed, shifting so that your entire body faced him. You lightly tapped his face, forcing his eyes open.
“When you said you were in love with me, were you being serious? Did you feel like you were obligated to say all of that? I don’t want you thinking I’m trying to force you to do anything you don’t w-“
Jaemin cut you off with a soft kiss, slowly pulling away as he wore a sweet smile. “You talk a lot; that’s another thing I love about you. And yes, I meant every single word.”
You were taken aback, your heart palpitating in your chest. Jaemin was the only man you saw for over a year, and he’s finally telling you how he feels.
“Wait- what time is it?” Jaemin began looking for his phone, as if something clicked in his mind.
You picked yours up from the floor; the time read 12:14 a.m. You didn’t know why it mattered, but you told him anyway.
“Okay, hold on. I’ll be right back.” Jaemin jumped off the bed and found his boxers, putting them off before rushing out his bedroom door.
You found the wet wipes on his bedside table as you cleaned yourself. He probably forgot that he made a big mess all over you.
The cold breeze brushed against your skin once you were finished. You located your clothes in the corner of the room, face-palming as you remembered how lost in the moment you both were.
You sat at the edge of the bed after redressing yourself. The time was now twelve twenty a.m., and you could hear Jaemin climbing back up the stairs.
The moment he walked in, your eyes widened as your mouth fell open.
A bouquet of glittery roses that were your favorite color, a giant white teddy bear, the matching sets that you had been wanting for months, your favorite chocolates, and a small pink gift bag.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.” Jaemin anticipated this moment for hours. He couldn’t wait to surprise you with all this stuff. Most of the items had been bought beforehand; he just didn’t know how he’d give them to you.
“Jaemin, you didn’t have to.” You couldn’t believe your eyes. He got all of this for you? You walked over to him, pulling him into your embrace.
“But I wanted to. You deserve it. I know I haven’t been the best person to you, and I really wanted to make up for it.”
Jaemin rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. It had been a while since he did anything romantic for someone. He took his time studying you, and everything you liked just for this moment.
The matching sets were the first things you grabbed. You were about to wear them until they couldn’t be worn anymore.
He placed all the other items on the bed, and held that little gift bag like a delicate treat.
“Hey, open this.” He stood in front of you, nervous, like a little kid. You grabbed the bag, slowly opening it.
A black jewelry box became visible as you pulled it out. Your heart softened as you looked at what was inside.
A pink halo heart necklace displayed before you. The necklace that cost almost two hundred dollars? Seriously, how much did he spend on all of this?
Your eyes sparkled as you examined it. You didn’t understand what was going on. Your smile grew wide, showing all your teeth.
“How did you know I wanted this? How did you even know about the matching sets? Or my favorite chocolate?” You questioned, desperate for answers. There was never a time where you told him about your favorite things, or anything you wanted.
“Here, let me put this necklace on you.” Ignoring your questions, Jaemin grabbed the jewelry and walked behind you.
“It may not have been obvious, but I always wanted to learn more about you. I was just too afraid to say anything.” He began to speak, brushing your hair to the front so that your neck was visible.
“My last relationship was three years ago. It messed me up really badly. I didn’t date anyone else after that. I honestly stopped believing in love.”
You listened intently, not understanding why he was telling you any of this. But, you appreciated it. You always wanted to learn more about his past.
He sighed, bringing the jewelry around your neck and clamping it together. “That was until I met you.”
He walked over to face you again, that same determined look in his eyes as he licked his lips.
“You’ve changed my life, Y/n. I don’t give you enough credit for it. I spent all this time lying to myself about how I felt. But, my heart is with you. It’s been with you since we met.”
He wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you closer. You were at a loss for words.
“I love you, Y/n, and I want to try love again. I want it to be with you.” He placed a soft kiss on your lips.
“Will you let me?”
He looked at you with hopeful eyes. Nothing felt real anymore. Jaemin was asking you to let him treat you the way you deserved. The same man who said he couldn’t see himself falling in love. The same man who had led you on for over a year.
Your heart pounded in your chest. You knew deep down in your heart that you deserved all of this, even if your mind told you otherwise. At least you weren’t going home sobbing, tonight.
You nodded, tears filling your eyes as you tightly hugged him. “I love you, more.”
He sighed in relief, burying his face in your neck. All of his worries went away at that moment. He finally listened to Jeno, and allowed himself to feel your love. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt so free.
The two of you silently melted into each other’s arms after establishing your new relationship. You pulled away eventually, realizing that your question was left unanswered.
“You still haven’t told me how you knew about my favorite things and the stuff I wanted.” You squinted your eyes as you studied his expression.
He let out a breathy chuckle. “Let’s just say Renjun is a really good friend.”
“Ugh, that bitch.” You groaned, rolling your eyes. You smacked your teeth, knowing he was going to get an earful when you got home.
