As promised, here is the scenario. It got longer than I intended but some of y'all like long right so hopefully it’s okay for you. Next is part two to Chapter Three of the vampire series so anticipate that lovelies. Has anyone seen the French movie Blue Is The Warmest Color? —
It was the first time you’d see him since you broke up a month and a half ago and you couldn’t help but feel nervous. You had a new boyfriend who had a four year old daughter from his previous relationship, you guys were living together, everything was going alright but you didn’t know how Jaebum would take it.
You agreed to meeting up with him at the coffee shop across the street from his apartment only because you did miss him, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t. It was early, 9.am when the sun wasn’t too high and casted a soft golden yellow over the sidewalks and buildings, reflected off of windows and car tops as it rose higher.
Shops were just opening up, stand owners lining up their fruit or rearranging their flowers in their carts and you smiled at everyone as you clomped passed on your short heels. The chirping birds and noises of the city cut off when the cafe door shut behind you, the bell ringing above your head that was turning in search of your ex. You take a deep breath when you see him, slowly make your way over and stand next to the table he’s chosen.
"Jae..?“ His head lifts and immediately his eyes shine over at the sight of you. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking but he looked as if he’d cry already. He quickly gets up and pulls you into a hug, his arms wrapping tightly around your shoulders and you relax to let his warmth completely envelop you.
You get a whiff of his heavenly cologne you’ve missed so much and you wrap your arms around his waist to bring him closer, loving the feeling of his soft hair tickling at your neck as he nuzzles further into you. He pulls away and purses his lips to your cheek in a friendly kiss, smile falling onto his face as he looks you over, hand wrapped around your wrist.
"I’ve missed you,” You smile back tightly, your jaw clenched when he guides you to sit in front of him. He takes his seat and scans over you with his lip between his teeth.
“You’ve cut your hair,” You place your purse and coat next to you before giving him your full attention.
“Hmm?” He silently gestures to his own hair and it clicks in your head.
"Oh, yeah,“ You shift around uncomfortably at how strong the eye contact was. "I thought it was time for a change,"
"It looks nice, I like it,” You offer up a thankful smile but not much else.
“Should we get you a drink? Coffee? Tea?” He straightens up and flags down the waiter when you tell him what you’d like. He orders for you and the presence of another person makes you feel more at ease but as soon as she’s gone to make your drink, your body tenses up again.
“So,” You start this time, licking your lips. “How are your shows going? Do you have many concerts happening lately? Fan meets? I’ve heard your new song,”
“You did?” Jae lights up like a Christmas tree, his hands laying flat on the table as he leans forward. “Did you like it? I helped write it a bit,"
"It was great, I liked it a lot,” You truthfully tell him and he’s smiling at you again in that way that makes you think he’s falling in love all over again.
“Right,” He snaps out of his trance and fingers the handle of his coffee cup. “There haven’t been many concerts, fan meets either actually-"
"Why?” He looks on you and fights with himself on if he should tell you.
“A few of the members are… were feeling a little down and manager started to notice at practice and stuff so he gave us a break for a few weeks, with a couple interviews in between I guess until they start feeling better,"
You knew the entire time he was talking about himself as the one that was depressed and it made your heart hurt. You didn’t want him to know you caught on, even though you’re pretty sure it was his plan, so you change the subject.
"Are you doing well? Got your eye on any girls?"
When he doesn’t answer you puff air into your cheeks.
"Or boys, whatever you like,"
"I’m alone, I go home alone. I’ve had a hard time getting attached after you left,"
You bite your lip to hide your frown, your eyebrows pulling in.
"Are you still with what’s his name?” You nod without a word and he copies your actions and looks away. “That’s good. He um, he-"
"Enjoy your drink ma'am,” The waiter slides a mug of steaming liquid in front of you and you smile at her and whisper a thanks. When he walks away Jae continues. “He has a kid right?"
"Mhm,” You hum while taking a sip of your drink.
“How old?” “Four. I like her a lot but we get each other in trouble all the time,” You smile at the memories with her but it falls with his next words.
“That should be our daughter,"
You look up at him in shock. "What?"
He glances down and plays with his fingers. "How’s everything sexually?"
Amazingly, you weren’t surprised or offended by his question.
"Do you enjoy it?"
"I mean, it’s…” You trail off and it piques his interest, his head lifting up and eyes running along your face to read your expression.
“Lousy?"
You shake your head, not about to bad mouth your boyfriend.
"Not lousy it’s just.."
"It’s boring,"
"I don’t know Jaebum,” You sigh and cover your face with your hands, listening to him move around in front of you. Your hands drop and you stare at the table so you don’t have to see his reaction.
“It’s not like how it was with you,” You whisper and trace patterns onto the wood with your finger.
“I miss you,” He suddenly says and his hand is on top of yours to stop your fidgeting, fingers curling under your palm and sending electric shocks through you with every touch.
"Jae,“
"I want you all the time, nobody else,” When you don’t reply and don’t pull away, he lifts your hand up to his lips, dragging his mouth over your smooth skin.
"Let me touch you,“ He murmurs and goosebumps pop up your arms as he kisses sloppily over your knuckles.
"Stop,"
"I won’t believe it if you say you don’t want me back, I know you miss me too,” He doesn’t let go of you as he removes himself from his booth and swivels into yours, his free hand cupping your cheek and thumb stroking over your cheekbone.
Tears are already pooling up into your eyes as the situation becomes so familiar, brings back memories of many long nights spent with him. His plush lips push to yours and he squeezes your hand in his lap at that spark that transfers through you both. He pulls back just to rub his nose against your own, his breath mingling with yours as you lean forward again.
The second kiss is longer but not any less needy, quick and uncoordinated. It’s you who pulls back when his tongue hotly touches yours.
“Stop,” Jae watches you while he wipes away the dampness on your cheeks.
“Come home with me,” He whispered and it took nothing else to get you stumbling after him down the street to his apartment.
Jaebum doesn’t waste any time, his lips devouring yours and hands finding your hips the moment he gets his front door opened. Once it’s closed, your back harshly meets a wall, shoes and jackets discarded on the floor and clothes not far behind. You take your time in unbuttoning his top, lowering yourself further down until you’re kneeling in front of him.
He shrugs the button up off and your hands roam over his soft torso, lips planting kisses at his hips just how you know he likes. Your fingers move to unclick his belt and pull it off, working on the button and zipper next before you’re able to yank his jeans down. His bulge is confined by his tight boxers and it’s a mouth watering sight for you after so long. Your fingers dip beneath the hem and you slowly pull them down, teasing both him and yourself. He’s only half hard but he’s easily brought to full stiffness with a few strokes of your hand.
You leave kisses up and down his shaft and his entire body shudders above you, his hand bracing on the wall behind you for support, just in case he falls. His other hand rests on the top of your head, encouraging you to take him into your mouth already and once you do, the deep moan he lets out has your panties instantly soaked.
"Fuck,“ While you’re swirling your tongue around his head and tracing over his prominent veins, he’s stroking your hair back so he could see the way your lips stretched around him.
"It’s been so long,” He murmurs and you take him in deeper, one hand balancing you on his thigh and the other gently massaging his balls. He jerks his hips forward but quickly pulls back, cock slipping out of your mouth and making you confused.
"What are you-“
"Want you close baby,” He carefully helps you up from your knees and brings your face to his, his lips capturing yours and hands squeezing your waist. You yelp in surprise when he sweeps you off your feet, your wide eyes drilling into the side of his head as he swiftly carries you down the hallway.
You finally slump into his arms and you only jump a little bit when he kicks his bedroom door open. You notice how the sheets and blankets are ruffled like they hadn’t been washed in weeks, the used tissues littering the floor catching your eye before he gently lays you down.
"I’m sorry about the mess, I wasn’t expecting you to come back wi-“
"Come here,” Your voice is quiet and hands soft as you pull him down on top of you, your legs spread around his hips so your bodies slot together like puzzle pieces. His mouth covers yours while his fingers pull at your clothing, peeling the garments off until you’re bare beneath him.
"God, I forgot how beautiful you are,“ He trails kisses down your neck and you tilt your head back to give him better access, quiet moan leaving your lips.
"Jae,"
"I know, I want to go slow though baby, missed you so much,” His lips still grazing over your neck, his hand travels down to stroke over your thigh, pinning your knee to his hip. His fingertips dance their way between your legs to slide over your slick folds, his deep groan vibrating against your throat.
“Wet, so wet, I can’t wait to be inside of you,” He uses two fingers to circle around your clit, adding the slightest pressure to make your head spin. You tangle one hand into his hair and latch your nails into his shoulder with the other. His same two fingers, now slick with your warm wetness, press against your entrance, slowly disappearing inside of you until he’s buried up to the knuckle.
“Mmm,” He nuzzles his face into your neck the same time he moves his hand, languidly pushing in and pulling back out. Your pussy squelches with every thrust of his fingers and you shamelessly throw your head back to moan when the curls them up in just the right way.
Your grip tightens in his hair and he groans from his throat, his fingers wiggling with the struggle to reach deeper. You push your hips up and he almost growls.
"You’ll be patient or I won’t let you come,“
You nod, too breathless to form an actual response.
"Good girl. Still so good for me, so obedient,” He nips a line along your collarbones, hand slamming into you with a newfound roughness. It takes your breath away when he massages your sensitive walls, rubbing in all the right places to make you squirm. After a desperate whimper, he’s pulling out and wiping his hands into the sheets.
“I would’ve gone longer but my dick is crying to be inside of you,” His hands hook beneath your knees and bend them up and out, spreading you open so beautifully before him he has to take a second to admire. You whine out his name and his smiles fondly.
"I love you,“ He makes sure you know it by murmuring it once more before he lines himself up and presses in. He sinks himself further in, inch by inch and despite wanting to grab him and pull him forward, you wait for him to take his time.
"God, fuck,” He breathes out profanities while swiveling his hips, his body leaning over yours to kiss you. He mumbles incoherent nothing’s in between sticky kisses, his eyes full of love and adoration when he looked at you. You cup his cheeks when he begins to thrust properly into you, pace still slow but he pretends as if nothing changed, planting soft pecks to your swollen lips.
A moan interrupts him and he’s force to pull away and sit up, hands curling into the sheet by your sides as his hips roll into you faster. You could feel his hard cock twitch everytime he pulled out and your walls tried bringing him back in by tightening around him, shuddering gasps falling from his lips above you. His thumbs are rubbing patterns into your skin as he changes his pace, speeding up his thrusts while at the same time angling them upwards.
You let out an accidental cry and he finds it safe to loudly moan, head dropping so his chin is tucked into his chest. Your body rocked with his every move and you felt fuzzy all over with how deep he was managing to reach. Jaebum was so much better than your current boyfriend, who wouldn’t pay attention to you at all during any intimate moments and would only worry about himself.
He was great, you loved his daughter, but they weren’t Jae. Jae’s hand slips down and his thumb presses to your clit, quickly rubbing you and making you inhale sharply.
“Fuck, Jae,” Your back arches and he thrusts hard into you, moans following after your every whimper of his name.
You move your hips with his and the pleasure only heightens, curse dropping from his tongue in the form of a grunt and suddenly both of your releases are washing over you. Your body trembles and his stiffens up, your loud noises mixing together as he presses himself in deep so you can feel his release fill you up.
Jaebum’s sweaty body collapses down on top of you and you groan at his weight but don’t mention for him to get off. You wrap your arms around his damp back and he holds onto you as he rolls over, pulling you so you’re on top instead. He grabs the blanket and drapes it over your exposed lower half, leaving your back bare so he can run his nails along your spine.
It’s quiet for a long time, Jaebum’s kisses to your temple distracting you from the boyfriend and kid you had waiting at home for you. You lift your head up and prop your chin onto your folded hands over his chest. He smiles at you and moves your hair out of your face.
"You’re staying right? Till the morning at least?“ You squint your eyes and pretend to be thinking about it, when in reality you weren’t planning on ever leaving him again. Your whisper pulls out the beautiful laugh of his you haven’t heard in too long. "Only if you order some Chinese food."
alright so we stumbled across this idea while derping to eachother and it actually sounded really fun so let me know if you guys would read this or not so i know if i should write it!
- so you’re basically a ghost because you’ve been killed by got7’s rudeness
- yup you’re actually /dead/
- you woke up one day and your soul just left your body because they were just too much to handle
- especially bambam these days wtf
- not chill dude
- so you decide to take revenge duh who do these little shits think they are?
- you’re invisible
- but you can touch living people and objects in the real world
- you’re still invisible
- IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES
- okay but first you need to go to the ghost realm
- there are rules okay
- lol jk
- do whatever the fuck you want you’re a ghost
- Yoongi greets you at the gates because he’s heaven’s receptionist
- ‘welcome to AfterLife™, what can i do for you?’
- ‘uhm idk maybe explain wtf happened to me?’
- *sigh* ‘another dead fangirl? Shit they keep coming out of nowhere. Come with me.’
- Yoongi takes you with him on a tour through the ghost realm and teaches you the ways of haunting
- like what to do and what not to do
- ofcourse you can do whatever you want but just don’t be a lame ghost okay
- ‘writing messages on the wall with blood is so cliché’
- ‘keep knocking shit off of shelves and throw things across the room though that shit’s classic’
- ‘doesn’t matter really humans shit themselves at the smallest things’
- You spend some time together and he becomes your best ghost friend
- until you meet another ghost fangirl
- she’s also killed by got7
- you seeee where i’m goiiiing?
- ofcourse you do
- payback time bitch
- let’s mess with these boys
- have a little fun with them
- pull their pants down at random moments
- ‘Who the fuck pulled down my pants??’
- ‘Wait you too?? so it wasn’t you?!’
- imagine their faces
- priceless
- BamBam and Jackson share a room right
- ‘Bam stop fucking around with the lights already! It’s not fucking funny!’
- And then BamBam just comes into the room after getting a glass of water
- also ghost blowjobs
- alot of them
- you’re sucking their dick in the morning and they can feel it but they can’t see anyone lol
- they don’t stop you though those rude ass pervs
- you just generally make them confused af and they start going crazy bc wtf is going on?!
- it’s gonna be a hella funny, wild ride guys
- like just watch the video of them getting startled by a prank just do it
- they’re such big babies
- the other members of bts will appear as well at some point
there’s so much more though but here is some brainstorming! let me know what you think about it :)
I’d like a reaction to the one where bts’s children run up on stage but with got7 please.
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JB
Jb’s Little girl was always a stubborn one. If she could do what she wanted 100% of the time, there will be chaos 100% of the time. So when she ran out on stage and threw a tantrum when people tried to get her off the jb knew he had to talk her. So in the middle of the performance he sits down with his little girl and tries to compromise with her to get off the stage
“ if you go backstage out make sure you get ice cream later”
“ I don’t want ice cream”
“ how about banana pudding?”
“Uh-uh” she shakes her head
“ well then what do you want?”
“Whats the magic word~” she obviously got this behavior for her mother
“Please~~”
And with that she happily kissed her father and skipped off stage.
Mark
Mark didn’t get to see his son all the time because of travel lane and schedules, so it was always a treat when you and your son could come and visit him at concerts. The concert was in the middle portion where they were talking with their fair to just interacting without music so when his son ran out to hug Mark it was an a big deal.
As you came and pryed your son off Marks leg he sent a big heart to his father which Mark returned in the cutest of Ways.
Jinyoung
Sometimes when there’s an interruption during a concert, the boys are instructed to just ignore it so that there’s no major complications within the concert.
Out of the corner of his eyes Jen young saw his son sprint across stage but hope that it wasn’t real. He walked over to Mark to get his input.
Jy: “Did you just see that orr”
Mk: “the little jinyoung who just ran pa- oo there he gose again”
Jy: -sighs from bewilderment-
Jackson
The concert hadn’t even started actually, they were in the back getting dressed. Jackson was playing with his daughter. After a while she managed to escape and Jackson had to chase her all over the place.
With all the stuff laying around and people in the way it was actually easy for her to escape far enough from her father to end up on stage. Where Jackson had to run out her dress to catch her. Sending the fans into a frenzy.
Bambam
You were trying to change your daughter in to some clean clothes after her very messy lunch. But as the story goes she walked away while you where trying to find her shirt. But luckly you still had eyes on her and just follwed her to where ever she walked. This girl loved exploring.
Soon see finds the open stage and you would have stopped her but it was only a rehearsal so, no harm done.
Walking out there shirt-less you waved to everyone before making it to her father. Bambam is highly amused asurring his little girl that “yeah you have the right idea this family dosent need shirts”
Just as he was about to take off his shirt he noticed you glaring at him in a playful way. “oh! O-oh nevermind, go to mommy okay?”
Yugyeom
He saw you and your little son having a little dance party back stage and was so instrgued with how you two behaved. Once he noitced that the some was trying to catch his attention with the various of crazy dance moves.
So he quickly gave a little shimmy shimmy before returning to the fans.
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Tbh i havent seen these boys in so long that i kept questioning myself on if i matched them right. But please let me know if im wrong
Word Count: 1094 Warnings:Nothing much, a little angsty and borderline toxic. A/N:Back again with my favorite toxic boy. Do I think Park Jinyoung is a toxic person, no but I don’t know him. Do I think he could possibly have a propensity for toxicity? Of course, I assume the worst about everyone, duh. Anywho this could technically, might be a continuation/same wavelength of Like I Want You. I might keep him my toxic boy, idk yet.
“Heard you got a new man.”
You rolled your eyes at the sound of his voice. Your back going rigid as you sat straighter–taller–and holding your head higher, regal like the Queen you were, while you kept your eyes on the people dancing across the room. It was almost Pavlovian, the feel of his presence, his voice or the sight of him making you feel more and less than all at once. It was the best and worst relationship you had had to date.
Toxic as Joker and Harley but damn it if he wasn’t just so god damn addicting.
“Was I supposed to wait for you to remember I exist? Sounds sad and pathetic,” Jinyoung gasped sarcastically at your words. The words he himself used when you told him his love was bad for you. Those words that were spoken never left him, they were the truth though and he knew that. He didn’t think you would move on easily though. How could you not want him back. Jinyoung leaned against the back of your booth, his cologne wrapping itself around you. He smelled sweet but warm, spicy yet a touch of floral. He smelled like sex should, that beautiful blend of masculine and feminine perfectly married together on skin. You could smell notes of peach and cognac on him, he had sprayed it within the past couple of hours.
“To what do I owe the pleasure Park Jinyoung? As you can see, I’m out with coworkers and I really don’t need you causing any issues for me tonight.” You picked up your drink, some overly sweet and fruity concoction the girls had ordered for the table. Without looking you could sense the smirk on those full lips, no doubt preparing to speak something demeaning.
“It’s almost disrespectful,” he started before straightening to his full height and walking around the booth. Once he was within your line of sight you tried to cover the slight hitch in your breath. He looked good and he knew it, that was part of the problem. And you would be damned if you gave him the satisfaction of garnering a reaction from you. His dark hair, longer now and graced with the slightest chestnut brown highlights. His stylist was blessed, the coloring almost perfectly natural, it complimented his sun kissed skin magnificently. Son of a bitch looked GOOD and the outfit was simple but perfect, of course. Tight black tee shirt under an ink black leather jacket and pants so tight they might as well be painted on.
He slid into the booth next to you, long arm resting around your shoulders, never touching but close enough to feel the heat of his body. “This new guy, it’s disrespectful to me.” You turned to him at that, ready to start up when you saw the smirk on his lips. Taking a deep breath you turned away from him again. “That’s a downgrade and you know it.”
You laughed at that. “Here I thought there was nothing lower than you.” Taking another sip of your drink you let him stew in the silence, he always hated that. The silence is deafening, no matter how loud the club you sat in was, your silence to him was greater.
“Just let me know baby.” He lifted the bourbon to his lips as you turned to him, the question evident in your arched brow. “When you wanna come back.” His eyes crinkled as he smiled, the tumbler sitting on his lip before he downed the rest of his drink. You’re meant to take it slow, savor it. He can still hear your voice the first time he tried the drink with you.
His ego was bruised. He can admit it, he was man enough for that.
“I can lay you on your back, do that thing you like, just like that. I know you missed the way I used to grab you,” he closed the distance between you as his arm wrapped fully around you. Rough fingers ran across your upper arm while the warm supple leather of his arm groaned as it rubbed against the booth. “Your body knows me. I’m still your best,” his lip caught against your bare shoulder as he spoke before leaving a wet kiss on the goosebumps he left behind.
“I hope you know,” you turned quickly, forcing him to back away or crash together. “I hate you and I hate me for giving you enough thought to hate you. I loved you and you couldn’t see that and accept it.”
“Love it or hate it, I’m the one that got away. You want me back, go ahead and say it. Baby, it’s okay.” He placed two fingers under your chin, his head tilting slightly as if he was going to kiss you. Goddess, you missed those lips but you made no move toward him. You just stared at him as he studied your face deciding if he would finally destroy you with those next words.
“I don’t want your heart, maybe once before. I don’t want you back. You say my love is bad so you let me go but my love is more, just want to let you know.” Jinyoung held eye contact as he watched the last flame of love you held for him extinguish. He saw the tear form in your eyes, he promised to never make you cry like this and here he was.
Another promise broken.
He placed a chaste to the corner of your mouth before turning from you for what he prayed to be the last time. He made his way back to the bar where Jackson sat waiting for him.
“You good?” Jackson saw the sorrow and anguish on the faces of two of his best friends and didn’t know what to do with himself. He saw you two through the highs and the lows and secretly he hoped you two would someday make it work. He thought this was stupid, this was idiotic as hell. Jinyoung made up his mind and once he had no one could talk him out of it. He wanted to release you from him and the only way he thought to do that was to completely destroy any feelings you may harbor for him.
“Yeah man, just needed to set her straight.” Jinyoung put on a fake smile and signaled the bartender, he needed the strongest thing behind the bar and wanted them to pour it until he forgets about what he just did to the love of his life.
You sat on the floor, your back against the wall and your legs thrown over Jackson’s lap. He was animatedly talking about something you weren’t paying much attention to with Youngjae when he walked in. Jackson looked to you when he felt your legs tense then his eyes followed yours to the man at the door. Jinyoung stood there, a smile evident on his face despite the mask covering the bottom half and floppy bangs on his forehead.
Jackson turned to you, “You knew he was going to be here. It’s fine, just relax mama. I’m not leaving you.” He gave you a soft smile and squeezed your knee before turning back to Youngjae and continuing their conversation. Doing as your friend suggested you settled back, getting comfortable once again before closing your eyes. You knew he would be here, he should have assumed you would be here. This was important. One of the last times everyone would be together before Jackson left for China, Mark for LA and you for wherever the wanderlust took you.
You had been friends with Jackson for years, meeting at AIS: Hong Kong when your father’s company moved you there as a kid. When he left you for Seoul you had been devastated but you two always stayed in touch. So much so that both of your parents thought for sure you two were developing feelings for one another. It never happened, attempted yes but nothing came of it. The two of you were too close, meeting at the time when you were your most awkward, that’s all you saw in each other.
What happened instead was you fell, stupidly hard, for one of his bandmates. You’d known them all for almost as long as Jackson had known them. He’d made sure to tell you about them before introducing you when you would come to visit. It all started fine but the more you got to know them, the more you realized not all of them invoked that familial feeling like you had with Jackson. One just so happened to check almost all the boxes for what you liked and damn it, if you didn’t have bad luck you’d have no luck at all. Of course the one you fall for is Park Jinyoung himself.
You could tell when his eyes landed on you in your little corner, the atmosphere in the room shifted. It was too hot and too cold all at once, the pressure of his gaze crushing your chest. You opened your eyes slowly, schooling your features into a smile–bright and inviting, but not too cold or too warm.
Sometimes I wish you knew But I disguise the truth I say I’m happy but I’m still stuck on us mmm-mm
You hadn’t seen him in the flesh since the last blow up that led to your break up. You thought you were ready but seeing him just tossed you in a spin. Your heart is screaming go to him, he looks so warm and soft but your mind knows better. Knows all about the burning acidic bite of his words like bile on your tongue. You can’t make a scene. Not tonight, tonight is about the boys going on to do what the naysayers said they couldn’t.
Jinyoung’s smile matches your own, never reaching his eyes as he nods to you before setting his bag down. His mask comes off and fingers go to his hair as he turns to Jaebum. He’s irritated, no one would notice but you know the signs. The tightness in his back and shoulders is evidence to the irritation.
“Maybe I should go,” you whisper to Jackson after pulling his sleeve to get his attention. He looks from you to Jinyoung again before looking back at you. He was thinking of how to fix it, how to make it better. He had to figure out how to make it work. “It’s fine Son, this is important for you all. I can always pop into LA and see Mark, I’m not selling my place here and we’ll see each other whenever possible in Hong Kong. I owe your mom dinner,” you smile at him as you rest your hand on his forearm.
Jackson didn’t like this but he wasn’t going to force you into a situation you would be uncomfortable in. He had hoped against hoping this would work, he could have his family together without it being any animosity or pain. It’s too soon, he sees that now. “Fine, but I’m walking you out.” He makes a move to get up before you stop him, putting more weight on your legs so he can’t move them.
“You stay with your brothers, I’m a big girl.” You stand and grab your jacket before saying your goodbyes. The boys, minus Jinyoung, make it known how unhappy they are with your leaving early but the way they look from you to your ex makes it known, they get it. You’re both too stubborn to admit it but they can see the pain there. As you finish saying goodbye to BamBam and congratulating Yugyeom one last time you are swept up in a hug by Mark.
He was the one you worried about the most and the least. He was going home to friends and family but you told him that no matter what, you were always ready to fly out and beat some ass for him before giving him an obnoxious kiss to the cheek and leaving the room.
You only made it a few steps down the hall when you had to stop. Leaning against the wall you let your head fall back as you take some deep breaths to calm yourself. Crying was useless and this was not the time, you were so wrapped up in your thoughts you didn’t even notice someone had followed you out. Lowering your head you opened your eyes to see two dark ones gazing at you from across the hall.
“Jesus Jinyoung,” you grabbed your chest “you scared the shit out of me. What are you doing?” He didn’t say anything, just looked at you.
See you face to face I’m thinking about the days we used to be But I can’t make a scene But I can’t make it seem Like I want you
“I wanted to make sure you got a taxi safely,” he spoke so lowly you barely heard him. You would have never known he was talking if you hadn’t watched his lips move. Nodding you stood from the wall and smiled at him again–controlled and soft, don’t show any emotion.
“Thank you but I’m fine, don’t let me be the reason you miss out,” you bow slightly before walking away. You make it a few steps before he grabs your wrist, he drops it like you burned him when you look down at where his hand is on you.
“I guess it’s overdue,” he started softly. “Tell me your point of view. Tell me, am I to blame?” He looked at you as if he didn’t know the answer to this, like he wasn’t aware of what was the end for you.
You laughed bitterly, shocking you both. “You’re so good with change. I’ve never been okay with it, Sonny used to tease me for it when we met. But you, you adapt and forget. That was the problem Jinyoung, you adapted to your new path and forgot about me.” You turned around fully and crossed your arms over your chest, holding yourself.
You think back to that night where you gave up on the relationship. It was dead, you both knew it but you refused to give up. You had made plans, he was done with his latest project so you would celebrate together. “A table set for two. You left me waiting but you never showed. I was tired of being the afterthought Jinyoung. I thought I was good, I’m not over you and I know that but I thought I could at least be in a room with you but—”
See you face to face I’m thinking about the days we used to be But I can’t make a scene But I can’t make it seem
“I tried to be patient. I wanted and still want all the glory and recognition for you and I’m not selfish enough to ask you to give it all up for me.” Jinyoung stepped closer but stopped short when you shook your head and took two steps back. “There’s no reason to believe that I can save us then or now. Sometimes I really wonder,” you look up at him with tears threatening to fall. “Did you ever love me or was I just convenient because I was there? If you really love me, say it now.” You both stood there, the silence of the hall thunderous between the two of you. You scoff as the first tear falls as you turn to leave.
Jinyoung knew he should move but he couldn’t? He was frozen, he loved you and he knew he said it to
you but he can’t remember if he ever showed you. How could he be so stupid and here you are, walking out of his life again. He doesn’t know how many steps he took before he crashed into you, wrapping his arms around you. “Why is it so hard to figure out?” He turned you around in his arms, palms of his hands covering your tear stained cheeks. “I need you everyday,” he positioned your head so you had to look him in the eyes.
•summary:love at first sight with jackson •pairing: jackson wang x male!reader •word count: 383 •to do
You hum softly. The sound bounces through the cramped bar. It echoes and resonates deep in Jackson’s soul. He sighs.
He’s becoming drawn in by your words. He’s hanging on every word but soon finds himself unable to understand the lyrics you sing. All he can hear is the piano your fingers dance across. Your presence is alluring. He floats closer until he’s standing at the edge of the stage. White lights shine in your eyes, obscuring anything more than a foot in front of you.
Jackson sits down at a table closer to your stage. He slides down in the chair. He’s enraptured by your movements. All of his thoughts disappear before you. Whatever you’re singing speaks to him at a profound level. His heart rate picks up and slows down illogically. People around him show more interest in their food and drinks than they show in you, but Jackson couldn’t be more different. Jackson thinks you finish the song much too soon. Even as you walk across the stage away from him and descend down the stairs, he can’t take his eyes off you. You’re angelic in every sense of the word.
Effortless smiles grace your face as you pass the crowd. Some compliment your playing. Others your voice. But to Jackson’s surprise, no one mentions you a as a whole. He doesn’t know anything about your personality but he can feel how good of a person you are. Maybe it’s because he can see you apologize to someone for bumping into you. Or maybe it’s because some divine force tells him it’s so.
You stop at the bar. You nod at the bartender ad he begins to make a drink without any other words. Jackson doesn’t know what comes over him. Something about you makes him feel shy. Even despite those feelings he moves over to you. His mind retreats further back with every step you take.
Soon he’s leaning up against the bar next to you. You glance at him. He can’t decipher what it is but something behind your eyes lights a fire within him. He’s never been one to flirt at a bar-side but figures he could give it a chance with what every particle in his being is telling him is love at first sight.
Your expression was soft as you glanced up, finally noticing hat the sun was beginning to lower. It was a sight that you had never tired of, a sight that you sought plenty of comfort from ever since you found yourself flying solo again, opting to enjoy a chance to relax for a while.
The sight of the sunset didn’t stop Jaebeom from playing on your mind from time to time. It had been a good few months since the two of you had separated, but despite everyone telling you that time was a healer, it didn’t feel that way for you.
Random moments after left you thinking, pondering how different things could be if you had Jaebeom by your side. Enjoying a sunset was something that you always hoped to do with him, but before the two of you got the chance to, you found yourselves going your separate ways, unable to see a way to make your relationship work.
You had found yourself heading to the park ever since, dumping most of your thoughts whilst you watched the sunset it. It was exactly what you needed, especially when one person in particular captured your attention.
“Hey…Y/N?”
You thought your mind was playing tricks with you as a familiar voice called out your name, but as you looked behind you, a familiar face stared down at you. A sheepish smile was on their face, not quite knowing what to do.
“Hi, how are you? You look well.”
“Y-yeah, I’m good, thank you.”
Your heart began to race the moment that your eyes landed on Jaebeom, as the feelings that you had soon came flooding back. Nothing had changed for you, he looked just as you remembered, if not even a little bit better.
“Can I sit?” Jaebeom asked you, “are you watching the sunset too?”
Your head nodded as you shuffled a little to make room for him, “I come down here most evenings after I’ve finished at work.”
“I can see why, it’s great here,” Jaebeom remarked as he took a seat down beside you. “Are you still doing your internship at that office by the café that we liked?”
A lot had changed since the two of you had last seen each other, with plenty to catch one another up on. As you began to tell Jaebeom that you’d ended up securing a job at the office, his smile grew, proud of how hard you had worked.
For a moment all he wanted to do was wrap his arms around you, but then he remembered. It felt as if the two of you had never been apart, but at the same time there was months of history behind you both, having never said a word to each other.
“I always knew that that place would want you,” Jaebeom smiled as soon as you finished speaking, “you used to come home with so many compliments.”
You smiled appreciatively back across to Jaebeom, a little uncertain as to how the right way to act around him was anymore. “Thank you,” was all that you ended up saying, choosing to be safe around him.
The two of you soon found yourselves falling silent, both staring across to watch the sunset instead. Your breakup hadn’t left you both hating each other, but it was still the elephant in the room for you both as you tried your best to be civil to one another.
You’d ended up deciding to go your separate ways after you found yourselves at two different stages of your lives. You were a little younger than Jaebeom, and whilst he wanted to think about settling down, you were still pretty keen to head out and explore.
As soon as the fans caught the slightest clue that the two of you were together too, your relationship was pretty doomed. You could never bring yourself to repeat some of the insults that were sent your way, still often hearing a few of them in the back of your mind.
If he could have changed how things would, Jaebeom would in a heartbeat. He hoped that your heart hurt like his did, he hoped that seeing him excited you like the way that seeing you had left him feeling nervous, and hopeful that it wouldn’t be the last time too.
“I’m glad to hear things are going well for you Y/N.”
Your eyes flickered as soon as Jaebeom spoke up, finding yourself listening to everything that he had to say. It had always been one of his favourite things about you, how much you paid attention and always listened to what he had to say.
“I still think about you a lot, I’ve been wondering a lot over the past few months, but I never wanted to reach out and ask,” he told you.
Your head nodded, still a little uncertain as to what to say. As much as you wanted Jaebeom to reach out, you had no idea as to how he felt about you, especially after your breakup too.
“Do you still think about me?”
His question took you slightly by surprise as your body tensed up. “I do,” you sheepishly told Jaebeom, watching as his eyes lit up. “It’s pretty impossible not to think about you when you constantly come up on my TV screens, releasing yet another incredible song.”
Your words made Jaebeom’s heart soar, struggling to control his smile as he listened to you, not wanting to let you see just how touched he was to hear you.
“I always knew that you’d smash it.”
“There’s always felt like there’s one thing missing from that though.”
You knew straight away who Jaebeom was talking about, feeling his stare intensify in your direction. There were so many times when Jaebeom wanted to have you by his side, enjoying the moment with him, but instead he was left wondering where in the world you even were.
“I’m so glad that I came down here tonight, I was thinking of just heading home, but I thought a walk would do me good,” Jaebeom told you, “it’s done me the world of good getting to see you, there’s been so much that I wanted to say to you over these past few months.”
You weren’t quite sure where Jaebeom was going with what he had to say to you until you felt a hand rest over yours. You didn’t react for a few moments, but after realising what Jaebeom was doing, you turned your hand so that it pressed against his.
“Let’s not do anything too quickly,” you warned Jaebeom, “if this is the two of us deciding to at least see each other past tonight, then I don’t want to rush anything Jaebeom. I don’t want a repeat of what happened last time between us.”
“I won’t let that happen, I promise you,” Jaebeom smiled in reply to you. “You have no idea how happy my heart is just being able to see you again Y/N.”
“I never thought I’d see you again,” you admitted, still stunned to see Jaebeom before you.
Although he had gone on to do plenty ever since the two of you separated, he still thought of you, still wished that things could have ended so differently between you both too.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” Jaebeom asked you.
Your lips pursed together as you thought momentarily, “that depends, what do you need to know my plans for?”
“It’s for a thing, it’s called a date, didn’t you know? I think we’ve been on one or two before.”
“It seems that I have plans for tomorrow now in that case.”
A soft sigh came from you as you glanced to the clock that was on the bedside table beside you, noticing just how late into the afternoon it was. Downstairs, you could hear Jackson clattering around, with intrigue getting the better of you as to what he was up to, slowly sitting yourself up and waking your body back up too.
As ever, it took you a few minutes to stand yourself up and catch your balance, with your growing baby bump slightly getting in the way. After a few minutes of slow walking and balancing, you walked through the downstairs of the house to find Jackson in the kitchen.
He had no idea that you’d arrived as he busied himself looking through all of the kitchen cupboards, jumping at the sound of you clearing his throat. As soon as he saw you, he pulled a chair out for you at the dining table in the middle of the room to make sure that you could rest and get comfortable again.
“How was your nap?” He asked you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as you sat down. “I thought as it’s nearly dinner time I could make a start on things so that you don’t have to worry about cooking too much.”
“My nap was exactly what I needed,” you laughed, resting back against Jackson’s chest. “Are you sure that you don’t mind doing dinner? That means cooking Jack.”
His eyebrows raised as you seemed to doubt him, poking his fingertip against your forehead, assuring you that there was no reason to worry about him taking control.
“I’ve got this,” he confidently smiled back down at you, “you just sit here and relax. Is there anything that I can get for you?”
Your head shook in reply to him, “I’m just looking forward to seeing this.”
“I can cook Y/N,” Jackson assured you as he walked back towards the oven, “I promise you tonight you will dine like you’ve never dined before, I found a fancy recipe online too.”
You were still sceptical as Jackson began to take control of things, making sure that everything around the kitchen was as it was supposed to be. “You know that I can help you do something if you want me to.”
“You focus on growing our little human instead Y/N.”
“They’re growing very nicely tucked up in here.”
Jackson’s head nodded in agreement with you, “I found a recipe online that is said to be perfect for pregnant people, full of nutritious value that will help the two of you.”
“You’ve really thought of everything, haven’t you?” You laughed back across at him, “do I get any hints as to what it is that the two of us will be eating tonight?”
“All I can say is that you are in for an absolute treat, people always underestimate me.”
Your head nodded back at Jackson as he kept glancing back at you every few minutes. His protective eye never went away, he worried about you constantly and always liked to make sure that you were alright. You had tried to stay awake earlier in the day, but it was him who made you go and get some rest, which you were thankful for now that you had.
Despite you assuring him several times that you didn’t want anything, that didn’t stop him from getting you drinks constantly. Midway through cooking, he couldn’t help but grab a cushion from the sofa too and place it behind your back so that you were more comfortable whilst sat at the dining table.
“How are you feeling?” Jackson asked again as he caught you out of the corner of his eye whilst placing one of the baking trays into the oven. “Dinner should only be a few minutes now, I just need to warm it through. Do you want anything nice to drink with dinner? Maybe I could find some juice or a fizzy can somewhere?”
“Right now, I’d love a glass of wine,” you scoffed, “but I don’t think I’m quite going to be able to get my hands on something like that.”
Jackson’s eyes rolled, panicked for a moment that you were serious, until he saw your laugh. He had thrown all temptations out as soon as you fell pregnant, replacing your coffee with decaf and buying several packets of fruits that would be helpful for your health.
“I can get you a glass of orange juice,” Jackson weakly smiled across at you, “you’ve only got to worry about these things for two more months, that’s all it is.”
“I’m only messing Jackson,” you assured him, “I’m more than alright with water for dinner, I need to have a clear palette so that I can make the most of the taste of dinner, right?”
“I like you’re thinking there.”
“The food is more important,” you teased.
His head nodded in agreement with you, “I know I keep telling you to look forward to this Y/N, but I think this might have turned out even better than I hoped it would,” Jackson told you, continuing to toot his own horn.
“If this turns out nice, maybe dinner can be your job until the baby arrives,” you suggested, “I won’t be able to move around for too much longer to cook.”
“Once you’ve tasted this, you’ll beg me to cook.”
Your head shook in disbelief as he grabbed a couple of plates from the cupboard, placing them down beside the oven. Jackson slowly began to plate the dishes up that he had made, making sure that it looked exactly as it did on the picture that was on the recipe’s website.
“I hope you’re hungry,” he grinned, spinning around after a few moments and placing the two plates down at the table, watching your eyes as they looked down too.
Your head nodded as soon as you looked at what Jackson had made. “It looks lovely,” you smiled across at him, noticing the proud grin that he had too.
“It’s not exactly aesthetic, but it’s great for the baby. Don’t forget that bit.”
You did exactly what Jackson told you too as he eventually sat down at the table with you, grabbing some cutlery from the middle of the table. You sat back and let him take a mouthful first, hearing him hum pleasantly as he tasted things, much to your relief.
Throughout your meal, Jackson’s eyes were on you, making sure that you ate up like he hoped you would. Since day one he had been worrying about your diet, and especially after he had cooked, he wanted to make sure that you enjoyed.
“At least when the baby arrives, they should be nice and healthy too with all of this,” Jackson told you with a smile. “You should have seen the list of health benefits that were on the website Y/N. I’d have you eat this every single day if I could to make sure that you get everything that you need whilst pregnant.”
Your head shook as Jackson spoke, “I know you worry a lot about me, and the baby, but we’re alright Jackson. I’d tell you if anything ever felt wrong for either of us.”
“I worry too much, I know,” he chuckled, “I just can’t help it.”
