[7:26pm] (sunghoon)
[11:47pm] (jake)
I GUESS IM IN LOVE (jake)
as sweet as sugar (jake)
[12:24pm] (jake)
[1:22 am] (sunghoon)
[6:30 pm] (heeseung)
i got you. (heeseung)
how jake would react to you being anxious about meeting his family (jake) NEWEST UPLOAD
how jake would act towards you being anxious to meet his family
pairing bf!jake X non-binary!reader
warnings mentions of anxiety
wc. 420
your heart raced as the car pulled into the driveway. jake was finally taking you to meet layla and his parents. all you could think about were the things that could go wrong, all the things you could mess up somehow. what if they didn’t like you? what if they thought jake could do better? what if layla didn’t like you? has jake introduced anybody else to his parents and his beloved dog who he cherished the most?
jake realized how you fidgeted with the rings on your fingers, the way your foot quickly tapped against the floor of his car. he let out a quiet chuckle, reaching out to grasp your hand as he parked the car in his parents’ parking lot. he turned over to look at you, taking both your hands into his. “what’s wrong, love? why’re you so nervous?” he asked, sending a warm smile your way. you bit down on your bottom lip, sighing as you leaned in closer to your boyfriend. “jake, what if they don’t like me? what if they think you could do better? or even worse, what if layla doesn’t like me? or maybe your parents have found you someone better-“ you continued to rant, only stopping when you felt a pair of lips gently pressed against yours.
“angel, you’re worrying again. they’ll love you, i know it. even if they didn’t, that wouldn’t change anything about us. i’d still love you the way i do now.” jake spoke in a soft voice, filled with comfort. he knew how fragile you got at times like this, letting your anxiousness get the best of you. but he was always patient, he was always willing to help you through it all. you loved that about him. you loved how thoughtful and sweet he was, how caring and patient he was despite your worrying.
“ready now?” he asked, voice still as gentle as before. you nodded your head, taking a deep breath before looking your boyfriend in the eyes. “ready.” you gave him a small smile, one he quickly returned. the two of you got out of the car, locking hands as you walked up towards the front of his parents’ house.
with just a knock on the door, you were welcomed by his parents. who were more than delighted to meet you, and his excited dog who adorably wagged her tail.
there wasn’t much to worry about, but even at times when there was. you knew jake would be there to comfort you.
warnings reader is insecure & doesn't like their body, mentions of weight, struggles with self acception and image, a little angsty!
wc. 693
your eyes scan your body, moving from the stretch marks painted on your stomach, up to your tear filled eyes. you can’t stand the sight of your body, as well as the matching pain in your eyes. thoughts were flooding your mind, making you feel as if you weren’t even in your own body. you’re snapped out of your thoughts when you hear the front door slam shut, followed by the voice of your lover calling out for you. you quickly wash your face, taking a few seconds to collect yourself, hoping heeseung wouldn’t question anything. you finally get yourself to leave the bathroom, walking down the hall to find your boyfriend in the kitchen, back facing you as he washed his hands. you’re able to mumble out a small greeting, despite your dried, dehydrated throat.
heeseung finally turns around, drying his hands with a towel and taking a good look at your figure. you had called in today, but he wasn’t aware of this. you stayed barefaced in your pajamas all day. but despite this, you had pulled your hair back into a low messy bun, knowing the boy would notice. you never went to class without at least making your hair presentable and would only take it out to shower. you prayed he wouldn’t notice, but to your dismay, his eyebrows furrowed,
“baby? what’s wrong, didn’t you go to class today?” he asked, concern filling his voice, setting the towel down and rushing to your side, hands finding their place on your sides. normally you’d break down immediately hearing him ask, but you knew he had been busy lately, and you didn’t want to burden him with your own issues. you fake a smile and nod, pulling him into a hug.
“mhm! how was your day?” you ask, brushing off his question. he pulls away, moving his hands to your cheeks, taking a good look into your eyes.
"angel, your eyes are puffy.. what's wrong?" he questions you again, this time his voice hardly above a whisper. as if he had put a spell on you, your face rested from your forced smile, eyes suddenly tearing up. you shake your head and close your eyes, not being able to look into your boyfriend's eyes. your boyfriend, who you felt you didn't deserve. he wraps his arms around you, sinking to the floor with you and pulling you into his lap. he whispered small "it's okay"s and "i love you"s into your ear, shushing you softly. you finally open your eyes again, staring into heeseung's.
"take your time, y/n. i'm here when you're ready to tell me." he reassures you, giving you a small smile, kissing your forehead. there’s a sharp pain in your heart hearing his words, making you wrap your arms around his neck, hiding your face in his shoulder.
"i wish.." heeseung nods, "i wish i didn't hate myself.." you mumble. heeseungs heart drops down to his stomach, but waits for you to finish before replying.
"every time i look into the mirror i hate what i see. all those ugly marks on my stomach and thighs. i wish i was skinnier and prettier and happier." you sniff, not wanting to face the pain you'd see on heeseungs face. heeseung has constantly tried to help you gain confidence, become happier and mentally healthier, but you still struggled so much. you peeled yourself from heeseung's chest, staring down at your hands in your lap. you sit there for a second before heeseung lifts your chin up,
"y/n.." he hums, "you let yourself sit in your thoughts all day?" his eyes stared hard into yours, lips curved down into a frown. you nod, heart shattering, feeling as if you had disappointed him. he kisses the side of your face, pulling you back into a tight hug.
"it's okay, sweetheart, we'll get through this. i'm here, i got you. you're doing so well and i'm so proud of you, okay?" he rubs your back, placing kisses all over your head. you shut your eyes and nod into his neck, inhaling his smell as it slowly calmed you down.
you sat on your boyfriend’s lap as he gamed, resting your head on his shoulder with your eyes closed. he’d often speak into the mic, telling the boys where he’d spot enemies or how much damage he had done to an enemy before he died. heeseung let out an irritated groan, his hands moving from the keyboard to your waist. “did you die?” you asked, mumbling into his neck. with a sigh, he nodded his head. you felt his hands drawing circles onto your waist, as he moved his headset onto the desk. you lifted your face from the crook of his neck, leaving a couple light kisses on his lips. he let out a giggle and smiled as he returned the light kisses, soon developing into a longer kiss, though still playful. heeseung pulled away after some time, mumbling sweet nothings into your ear and telling you how much he loved you.
his lips lightly connected to your skin, pressing butterfly kisses from your jaw down to your neck. you let out a couple hums, delighted by the affection and attention of your boyfriend.
“heeseung! are you two seriously making out right now?! get back into the game!” you both heard from the headset, hearing jay’s voice crack. “also hee, mute yourself next time. we heard all of that” sunghoon said, followed by gagging noises that anyone could tell were from niki.
groaning, heeseung put his headset back on, apologizing to his friends who heard him sweet talking to you like he was romeo. he then placed another light kiss on your head before getting back into the game. but not without promising you lots of affection once the match was finished.
sunghoon wrapped his legs around your waist, pulling your body closer. “where are you goinggg?” he whined, frowning as his arms reached your body. his hands sat on your waist as he rested his head on your chest, humming softly.
“hoon, baby i gotta go make us some food.” you said, chuckling at how clingy your boyfriend could get some days. he simply just shook his head and buried his face between your chest area(boobs?). “i’m not hungry. stay and cuddle me please.” he mumbled, looking up at you.
his eyes were round and innocent, a pout placed across his lips as he batted his eyelashes a couple times. “gosh hoon, you’re such a baby..” you whispered, though loud enough for him to hear.
he shook his head in disagreement but almost immediately got still when you started caressing his head. you knew he enjoyed the affection.
with a groan and a sigh, you finally gave into your boyfriend. having to peer his arms off of you in order for you to reposition yourself on his lap. your arms were wrapped around his neck as his sat on your waist once again. he drew shapes onto your waist, his face once again resting on your chest. “y/n,” he started, getting a hum in response. “your boobs are really comfortable..” he mumbled once more. you let out a laugh, which grew louder as you felt his lips turning upwards into a smile.
sunghoon finally removed his face from your chest, now just staring at your face. “you’re so pretty.. how’d i ever get this lucky?” he asked, his eyes filled purely with love and admiration. “you’re so sappy today, love. everything alright?” you asked, caressing his nape.
he just nodded his head and placed a soft kiss onto your lips. one that you more than happily returned. “i just love you so much.” he admitted, soon leaning in to peck your lips once more.
your smile grew at his words and actions, your hand moving to cup his face. “i love you too.”
notes mention of online classes, lower case indicated
wc. 320
y/n sat there in her classes, her head in her hands as she listened to her teacher go on about some random things she didn’t understand. the girl looked over as she heard the door open, finding her beloved boyfriend standing in the doorway. “hey, sweet stuff. how’s class?” he spoke, walking into the room and shutting the door behind him. “tiring, so freaking tiring” she whined to him as he sat on the bed, her chair turning from her desk towards their shared bed. “anything i can do to help, love?” the boy asked, being his normal gentle self. y/n shook her head and sighed, “i dont think so, unless you know about psychology.” she said as she rubbed her temples while sparing a glance back at the screen.
“mm nope not at all, but perhaps i could help you relax a bit?” he asked before standing up and walking towards her, placing his hands on the chair. y/n turned over to look at the male, who placed a small kiss onto her cheek. “shua, sing for me.” she said, looking up at him with big puppy eyes. the boy let out a hum, thinking before nodding his head. “alright, what song, love?” he asked, placing his hands on his girlfriend’s shoulders and massaging them lightly, hoping to relieve some of her stress.
“hmm.. anything, i just wanna hear your voice.” she smiled over at him before shutting her eyes, waiting for the boy to start singing. the boy’s mouth opened, not missing a beat as he started singing, “sunday morning ra-“, “shua! oh gosh not again” you whined, tilting your head back to look up at him as he let out a chuckle and stopped singing. “i’m kidding sweetheart, all jokes i promise.” he said, smiling down at her before moving his hands up from her shoulder to caress and play with his girlfriend’s hair.
his hands fit so perfectly on your waist, holding them as you straddle his lap. your arms are slung around his shoulders, playing with the bit of hair your hands can reach. his eyes sparkle as he stares into yours. he’s so madly in love with you and does everything in his power to make sure you’re aware of that. he slightly leans down, his lips pressing to your forehead, letting them linger there for a little.
“i love you, angel.” jake whispers to you, his voice laced with something you just can’t get enough of. despite hearing those three words multiple times a day, you feel yourself fall just a little bit more. you hide your face in his neck, feeling the little butterflies in your stomach, unsure of how much more you could take.
“you’re gonna be the death of me, jaeyun.” you mutter in reply. he smirks to himself, his hand moving underneath your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
“what was that? sorry, i couldn’t hear you.” he teases, a single eyebrow raised, keeping close watch of your reaction. you roll your eyes, pulling him in by the collar of his shirt, pressing your lips against his. jake’s lips immediately move against yours, almost like instinct. his hands tighten around your waist, pulling you closer to him. your own hands move to the sides of his face, running your thumb over his cheeks. your own cheeks heat up as you feel his hands move up and down your sides and back. you finally pull away, “that shut you up..” you spoke, giggling at the way he leaned forward, reaching for your lips.
you opened your bag, unzipping the smaller pocket before taking out your chapstick. humming quietly, before realizing you had left the strawberry flavor at home, being left with a cherry flavored chapstick. not wanting to be picky, you still applied the chapstick to your lips, eyes darting around the room. you and your boyfriend jake had gone to his friend’s house for a gathering, the two of you both enjoying yourselves. your eyes landed on a specific male, a sly grin plastered on his face before pointing towards your hand, gesturing towards the chapstick. with a nod, you moved your hand to gesture jake over to give him the chapstick. as he made his way over, a smile made its way to his lips as stood before you. “chapstick?” you asked, holding the item up a little higher for him to reach. with a simple nod of his head, he connected your lips with his, pressing the both of you into a short kiss. as he pulled away, your eyes widened in shock that he could be so shameless around your friends. “cherry? no strawberry today?” he asked, placing his hand under your chin to hold eye contact. your cheeks flushed a light pink at the fact he could tell the difference, humming as a yes in response. “i left the strawberry one at home.” you mumbled. jake let out a chuckle and took a seat next to you, wrapping his arm around your waist. “either way, your lips still taste as sweet as sugar.”
notes heavily inspired by I GUESS I'M IN LOVE by Clinton Kane
wc. 660
Your head rested in his chest, his gaze focused on the thousand stars above the two of you. You tried to focus on the stars but focused more on your beloved boyfriend, admiring his features up close. You saw the way his eyes sparkled in the light, or how the corners of his mouth slightly tilted upwards into a small smile. He seemed happy, and you were just as happy. The two of you completed each other.
Your stomach filled with butterflies, thinking about how fast the past three years went by. These past years were the happiest you’ve ever been, and all because of him. He helped you whenever you were down, he’s seen all your sides. All your flaws and imperfections. He helped you get through the toughest times in your life, replacing all your stress and hardships with happiness. He was the source of your happiness and you loved him more than you could ever explain.
His eyes locked with yours, letting out a chuckle when he had already seen that you had been staring at him. You watched his eyes disappear as the corners of his mouth turned upwards, forming into a smile. The smile you loved so much. His smile.
“Everything alright, love?” he asked, his honey-like voice ringing in your ears. Only nodding in response as you felt your eyes well up with tears. All the emotions your boyfriend made you feel overwhelming your heart. Worry quickly filled his eyes as he spotted the tears at the corners of your eyes, “What- What’s wrong, baby? Why’re you crying?” he asked, a tear leaving your eyes and streaming down your face.
Jake cupped your face, wiping the tear away with his thumb. You only shook your head before snuggling deeper into your boyfriend’s chest. “Jake.. I love you so much.” you confessed. It surely hadn’t been the first time you’ve confessed your love to him, but this time felt so different.
He only let out a soft laugh, planting a kiss on your cheek. “I love you too y/n, but is that why you’re crying?” he asked, his voice laced with sincerity. “Mhm..” you said with a nod, now frowning into his chest. “I love you so much, and you make me so happy. I can’t explain how grateful I am towards you or for the time we’ve spent together.” you mumbled. Hearing your words, he moved your face away from his chest to look you in your eyes. You guys held eye contact as he caressed the sides of your face. “Gosh y/n.. You’re so cute. I love you so much more. These past three years, you’ve made me feel like the luckiest guy in the world.” he whispered, only loud enough for you to hear, as if he was scared of someone overhearing, despite it only being the two of you.
He leaned down towards you, placing his lips on yours. Your lips interlocked, moving against each other in sync, the kiss filled with love and passion. He held your face so gently, as if you were the most vulnerable thing in the world, like a piece of glass that could shatter at any moment. Your lips parted from each other, foreheads resting against one another as a comfortable silence filled the air.
“Thank you for the past three years, Jaeyun. Thank you for loving me, for making me learn to love. Because I’ve never been happier than I’ve been with you.” his hands continued to caress your cheeks. He placed a quick kiss on your lips, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you into his lap. The two of you sat in comfort and silence, the feeling of his arms wrapping around you to keep you safe and warm. You loved every moment with Jake. You loved him. His flaws, his talents, all sides of him. You loved him and you wouldn’t give him up for the world.
you looked down at the packet of paper in front of you, a sigh leaving your lips. you glanced at the clock that sat on your nightstand, the time read 13 minutes till midnight. you hadn’t been feeling well the past week which kept you from focusing in your classes, not to mention it was the last semester of the year. another sigh left your lips as you rested your head on the paper. soon after, you felt a hand placed on your back and felt a pair of lips press to the back of your head. you didn’t need to turn around to know that it was your boyfriend, he must’ve just got home from his late night classes.
“everything alright?” he asked, his voice laced with concern. you lifted your head and turned around to look at him, shaking your head ‘no’. he frowned and took off his shoes and jacket, dropping his backpack next to your shared desk before moving towards you once again. he lifted you out of your seat and sat himself down, placing your body on his lap. jake glanced towards the paper, letting out a chuckle when he saw what subject it was you were struggling with. “physics? baby your boyfriend is a whole physics nerd, howre you struggling?” he joked, placing a kiss onto your nape. “some people aren’t as smart as you are, jake.” you whined, rolling your eyes. “plus, i couldnt focus all week” you stated. you took one of his hands into yours and fiddled with his fingers, a habit you often did to calm yourself down whenever you were stressed.
jake let out a hum, grabbing a pencil with his free hand before whispering in your ear. “what do you need help with?” he asked, reading over the paper. “everything, i know nothing of what we learned this week.” you mumbled, looking down at jake’s hand. he nodded his head and started writing on the page you had been working on, labeling specific numbers and boxing other words. slowly, he explained what different words meant and how they were all related or different from each other. an hour and a half passed before you and jake had went through the rest of your packet, a proud smile placed on your boyfriend’s face as he looked down at you.
“all done!” you said enthusiastically, using up the last of your energy. “good job baby” he praised you, kissing your head and hugged your waist. “thanks for the help, love.” you hummed, resting your head back onto jake’s chest. he nodded before picking you up and carrying you to your shared bed. jake gently placed you down on the bed and laid next to you. “i think you deserve a reward for completing your packet, yeah?” he asked teasingly. your eyes widened at his words, throwing a pillow at his face. “jake!” you exclaimed, crawling under the covers. “gosh i was talking about cuddles.. where’d your mind go..” he said, getting under the covers next to you. his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer, kissing the top of your head. “you did so well, my love.” he praised. you rested your head in his chest, feeling your cheeks heat up. “goodnight, jake.” you smiled up at him, your smile filled with sincerity. “goodnight, y/n.” he replied, pressing a kiss onto your lips.
for the rest of the semester, you and jake had study sessions every saturday, helping you with physics and helping jake with whatever subjects he struggled in. the semester ended with you both having good grades and much more confidence.
you stand on the opposite side of the room, your eyes stuck on your boyfriend’s tall, lean figure. you admire the way his fangs peek out behind his pretty pink lips when he smiles, the way his eyes curve up, wrinkles settling into the corners. he finally makes eye contact with you, his smile fading into a slight smirk. he knows how hot he is, and he knows just as well how much you love staring at him. he turns back to the person in front of him, slightly tilting his head back and pushing a hand through his hair. you swallow nervously, your cheeks suddenly burning, turning a bright pink. you quickly look away, pressing your hands to your face. sunghoon chuckles softly at your reaction, slowly making his way over to you, hands stuffed into his pockets. he leans over your figure, making you slightly jump. with his chest against your back, his hands find your arms, rubbing them softly with his thumbs. he holds you close, almost as if you were made of glass. he rests his head on your shoulder, pressing soft kisses to your neck. “hi pretty.” he hums into your ear.