Summary: You find yourself falling deeper and deeper in love with the former CEO after overcoming your fear of love. Although there were rough patches, both of you are now stronger than ever. However, you realize that maintaining a relationship and a company at the same time can be very difficult, especially if someone is out to destroy the both of you.
Mark rolled his eyes at Ten who spoke with certainty in the backseat of Winwin’s car as they waited for Xiaojun’s arrival at the parking lot of the airport. He turned next to him and countered, “Please. You knew him for longer than I did and you still think he’s just a violent lunatic?”
There was a pause, Ten stared at him blankly and then replied, “Yeah.”
Mark chuckled in disbelief and the two continued to argue as they placed bets on Xiaojun’s behavior upon his arrival. Behind the wheel, Winwin tried his best to ignore the two manchildren and shut his eyes for some rest before he had to start the long drive back. That was until Ten violently tapped his shoulders and begged him to take a stance. He let out a frustrated huff and turned behind his seat, “Can the both of you stop betting on every little thing already?” He continued, this time in a slightly less irritated tone, “And Mark’s right.” Ten looked back at him in a betrayed expression before Winwin clarified, “As psychotic as he may seem, he doesn’t always do things without his reasons.”
Ten’s sarcastic laughter broke out in the back seat and Winwin rolled his eyes. “Remember Jack? We can’t shame Xiaojun for being the protective brother he is when we preached him for protecting y/n from people like that douche.”
Mark and Ten nodded in unison as they came to realization and Winwin continued to justify, “It’s true that we know Jaehyun is a good man who will never hurt y/n like that but then again, Xiaojun wasn’t around here to see how Jaehyun cared for her or how he always placed his friends’ needs over his.”
A moving shadow in Ten’s peripheral vision caught his attention as his eyes widen. He turned back to his two friends and whisper-shouted, “Oh my god, everybody shut up. Speaking of the devil, he’s here.”
He tried his best to act casual as the figure moved closer to their car with a heavy luggage cart. Mark and Winwin shook their heads at Ten who acted anything but normal, sprawled across the backseat as if he was asleep. The two left their odd friend to play pretend as they casually greeted Xiaojun and helped load his large luggage into the trunk.
Mark grunted as he tried his best to pick up the last suitcase and forcefully shoved it into the small, empty space left in the formerly spacious trunk. “Shit man, since when did you have this much stuff with you? Don’t you usually just carry a backpack and a guitar case?”
Xiaojun chuckled at the struggling man as Winwin slung an arm around Xiaojun’s shoulders and walked him to the passenger seat. When everyone settled back into the car, he let out a relieved sigh. “It’s nice to see everyone in one place.” He turned to Ten and raised his eyebrow, “Since when did you want to come back to Korea? I thought you hated it here.”
Ten suddenly jolted out of his sleeping position, as if the three men didn’t already know he was faking a nap, and responded immediately in a victimized tone. “Since your little sis needed help. I mean I do hate it here and LA is so much better,” he emphasized the last words as he continued with his hands dramatically placed on his heart, “But who am I to ignore a friend in help when I know I’m more than capable of laying success wherever I go?”
Xiaojun rolled his eyes and then proceeded to talk to Winwin as he started the car. “So Winwin why’d you come back to Korea?”
Mark’s laughter shook the moving vehicle as Ten dramatically complained about being ignored and Winwin replied amusingly, “Well I’m not as self-centered as the boy in the backseat, but I did come here to help y/n as well. The company was short on models and any employees for that matter, so we, along with Soojin, took the earliest flight back to the place that kickstarted our career.”
The car stopped at a red light and he turned to Xiaojun with sincere eyes, “After all, without y/n, the three of us would have never made it big in the SoCal modeling industry.”
Xiaojun shared a knowing smile, “Baby sis did always have a gift at capturing and marketing models. Even back when she was just a freelance photographer.”
Before Mark and Ten could throw a warning glare at Winwin, he proceeded to ask Xiaojun with a hesitant caution, “You know bro, Jaehyun’s company really helped y/n flourish. Not only as a photographer, but an entrepreneur.”
Xiaojun gave an indifferent expression and Winwin continued to speak with his eyes on the road as the light turned green, “Y/n told me how the SM internship gave her an eye-opening experience into the photography world and even right now, as a CEO of a fashion and modeling company. There were some bumps in the road, but she never once regret meeting Jaehyun and finding such a great opportunity for her future.”
Xiaojun didn’t respond to his praises of her efforts. Instead, he quickly changed the subject as he scanned the roads in front of him. “Let’s stop by y/n’s place first. I ought to tell her I’m here.”
Winwin silently obeyed as they continued down the road with a “calm before the storm” tension that filled the car. He pulled up to the street of luxurious penthouses and parked at a vacant spot in the underground parking lot. The moment his car’s engine died down, Xiaojun quickly got off the passenger seat and into the elevator lobby. The two men followed behind cautiously while Mark subtly sneaked in a text to y/n to give a heads up that the big, bad wolf would be coming up.
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“I’m moving in with you two.”
You, Mark, and Winwin stared in shock at Xiaojun’s sudden notice. Ten chocked on his glass of water in the kitchen while Jaehyun sat beside you on the couch with an unreadable expression. He sat with his hands intertwined underneath his chin to prop it up as if he was planning the move in already. You tilted your face towards him and slightly nudged his arm. “You’re not really thinking about letting my brother stay here are you?” You whispered at your boyfriend through gritted teeth.
Jaehyun calmly replied to Xiaojun with a serious tone, “I’ll be more than happen to let you stay here.” He then turned towards you and asked, “You’re fine with that right baby?” You stared at your boyfriend dumbfounded and gave up. “I mean, even if I say no,” you turned to your brother with an annoyed expression, “it doesn’t seem like he will listen to me.”
Xiaojun stared back at you with a smirk and clapped his hands together, “Great! I’m heading down to bring my luggage.” Ten, Mark, and Winwin all got up, ready to help him before he stopped them with a smile. “You boys already drove me all the way here. Just relax. I’ll take Jaehyun with me.”
You rolled your eyes at your brother who acted as if everyone was at his beck and call. To your surprise, Jaehyun did not hesitate to get up immediately. He gave you a reassuring smile and headed out the door with Xiaojun.
You sighed, exhausted, as the three boys plopped beside you on the large couch. You zoned out as they bickered about the odd happenings of the past hour and started making weird bets.
~~~
“Any more suitcases?”
Xiaojun shook his head and slammed the trunk closed. He narrowed his eyes at Jaehyun as he swung the guitar case over his shoulders. Xiaojun immediately grabbed the case from him and warned, “Be careful. This instrument shouldn’t be flung carelessly like that.”
Jaehyun apologized immediately, “Sorry, I’ve actually never moved luggage before. But there was that one time I helped y/n carry her photography equipment.” He shook his head and chuckled at the memory, “But she scolded me even harsher than you for not being careful with the cameras.”
Xiaojun unconsciously laughed at the image, “That sounds like my baby sis alright.”
He then quickly wiped the smile off his face and replaced it with a serious expression. He stepped closer to Jaehyun with a dark expression, “Jaehyun. Listen very carefully to what I’m about to say.” Jaehyun nodded out of instinct as his body stiffened unconsciously. “You are one very lucky man to have all of y/n’s heart. And even after all the shit you have caused, I’m willing to go easy on you since you’ve took time to fly me back here and let me move in.” Xiaojun raised his pointer finger at Jaehyun and harshly reminded him, “But you’ve broken the only promise I require of you and you better show me you can amend it.”
As if it was even possible, Jaehyun stiffened his posture even more and quickly accepted his commands. Xiaojun fixed the guitar case behind his back and proceed to walk forward to the lobby. Once they got on the elevator, he informed Jaehyun in a firm tone, “From this moment onward, I better see how much you are willing to sacrifice for my sister.”
pairing:stranger!jaehyun x female!reader (feat co-worker haechan)
summary: you have a massive crush on one of your costumers so what will happen when you finally make a move?
word count: 2,130
warnings: fluff, strangers to lovers, inspired by Alicia Keys’ song “You don’t know my name”
a/n:this a quick cute one that I have been thinking about in a while, this song is so adorable that the scenario just built itself in my head and what better man to play the part than the one and only valentine boy? hope ya’ll enjoy ❤
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Most people hate Wednesdays but to you it’s your favorite day of the week. Nothing much is different from the other days, you work your shift at the café, the weather is kinda gloomy as it has been lately, your co-worker arrives late as always, you already had to fix the coffee machine within 30min of clocking in and you keep pacing behind the counter trying to fulfil as many orders as you can. The only thing that differs it’s him.
pairing:stranger!jaehyun x female!reader (feat co-worker haechan)
summary: you have a massive crush on one of your costumers so what will happen when you finally make a move?
word count: 2,130
warnings: fluff, strangers to lovers, inspired by Alicia Keys’ song “You don’t know my name”
a/n:this a quick cute one that I have been thinking about in a while, this song is so adorable that the scenario just built itself in my head and what better man to play the part than the one and only valentine boy? hope ya’ll enjoy ❤
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Most people hate Wednesdays but to you it’s your favorite day of the week. Nothing much is different from the other days, you work your shift at the café, the weather is kinda gloomy as it has been lately, your co-worker arrives late as always, you already had to fix the coffee machine within 30min of clocking in and you keep pacing behind the counter trying to fulfil as many orders as you can. The only thing that differs it’s him.
Ding
At exactly 12:30 the doorbell announces the one who brightens your Wednesdays. It’s difficult to hide the smile that grows on your lips as you watch him smoothly make his way to his regular seat at the end of the counter. In no time you busy yourself with his order that you don’t even have to ask for because he always asks for the same thing.
“Good morning.” You approach him after taking a look at yourself 5 times on the reflecting material of the toaster. “Here you go.”
“Thank you.” With a nod he starts digging in as he reads his newspaper.
Slowly you walk away, your eyes still focused on him, watching attentively at the way his perfectly drawn lips touch the rim of the mug as he sips his hot chocolate, his tongue smoothly cleaning the foam that lingers on his skin, the way his slender fingers trace the black and white pages, flipping them to find more of the same boring news.
“Ah, you’re never productive at lunch on Wednesdays…” Your co-worker whines coming to stand next to you.
“Haechan!” You silently scold him afraid someone will hear.
“Why do you keep daydreaming about this guy when you could easily get on with someone who’s always here for you?” Wiggling his eyebrows he nudges your shoulder.
“You wish.” You chuckle, gaze still fixed on the man that keeps eating his food.
“Glad to see the work is all done over here.” A voice startles both of you that jump on the spot.
“I’m sorry, Mr Moon.” You two bow and return to work not wanting to get scolded by your manager again.
“And don’t forget to tell the clients about the raffle!” He tells you before walking away.
The cafe you work on is hosting a raffle event to win a free meal and you’re supposed to let the clients know about it so they can join, even if posters and flyers are on display all around the place. All the costumer has to do is give their name and phone number and if their raffle is the chosen one they’ll receive a call-
Wait. This is your chance. You don’t know much about this guy but he intrigues you. He has no idea what he’s doing to you but every Wednesday he makes you feel crazy inside, like you just want to hold on to him and never let go. This would be your chance to get his number.
“Hey, sorry to bother.” You carefully approach him, heart almost skipping a beat when his eyes find yours. “I don’t know if you noticed but we’re hosting a raffle for a free meal, if you’d like to participate you can just fill one of these in and place it in the box by the register.”
“Sounds good.” Taking the piece of paper you handed him he gives you a smile. “Thank you, Miss.”
With a small bow you walk away and keep doing your job, trying not to get distracted as Mr. Moon is keeping an eye on you. A few minutes later, your costumer crush gets up and walks to the register to pay and you sneak a glance only to be pleasantly surprised when he drops a piece of paper on the raffle box.
As he walks out the door all you want to do is run to the box and snatch his paper but you can’t, not with all the prying eyes around you. But you weren’t afraid it would get lost in the mix, because you were smart enough to place a tiny little mark on the paper you handed him.
“You gonna call him?” Haechan creeps out behind you as you quietly search the raffle box after you close the place for the night.
“I don’t know.” You bite your lip as you find the little mark. “Jung Jaehyun. Such a pretty name.”
“You make me sick.” Your co-worker teases you with gags noises.
“Shut up, you’re just jealous.” You giggle as you save the number on your phone, placing the paper back on the box.
“You know I am.” With a wink Haechan wraps his arm around your shoulder. “So, are you gonna do it or what?”
“Do you think I should?” All you need is some encouragement.
“Well I think you should come with me instead-”
“I’m serious, Haechan!” You whine.
“Okay, okay!” He throws his hands in the air in apology. “Honestly… I think you should give it a try.”
“Thank you.” The smile that grows on your face quickly fades with his next words.
“Maybe you’ll finally stop being so lazy on Wednesdays.”
“Haechan!” You run after him around the store, both laughing before you finally finish up and go.
When you arrive home you ponder on wether to call him or not. It’s kind of late, he’s probably already asleep, maybe you should call him tomorrow. But then again you might not have the courage you have today by then. What to do, what to do?
Ring ring
Before you know it, your cellphone is already against your ear patiently awaiting for him to pick up. ‘If he’s already asleep it’s a sign for me to drop this’, you think to yourself as you pluck your nail polish.
“Hello?” A voice is finally heard on the other side of the phone.
Breath in. Breath out. This is it. It’s now or never.
“Hello, can I speak to Jaehyun?” You ask after the mental pep talk.
“This is him.” How is it possible that his voice sounds even better on the late hours on the day?
“Oh, hey, how are you doing? Uh…” Damn it, you should’ve prepared your speech before making the call. “I feel kinda silly doing this, but uh… This is the waitress from the coffee house on 39th and Innis. You know the one with the braids?”
You hear a positive hum on the other side letting you know he has noticed you, even if just a little.
“Yeah… Well, I see you on Wednesdays all the time.” You continue trying not to sound creepy and scare him away. “You come in every Wednesday on your lunch break. You always order the special with the hot chocolate. My manager be tripping and stuff talking about we gotta use water, but I always use milk and cream for you because I think you’re kinda sweet.”
Sharing a chuckle over the call you can almost see his smile in front of you.
“Anyway, you always got on some fly blue suit. Mmm, your cuff links are shinning so bright…” You recall his whole image that you’ve admired maybe a little too much. “So, what do you do?”
“Well, I’m a branch manager at 127 Enterprises.” He easily replies.
“Oh, word. Yeah, that’s interesting.” You’ve heard about the company before and you wonder why would a guy like this ever be interested in you, but screw it, you already made it this far so it’s time to put the cards on the table. “Look, man, I mean, I don’t want to waste your time, I know girls don’t usually do this, but I was wondering if maybe we could get together? Outside the restaurant, one day, you know? Because I do look a lot different outside my work clothes. I mean, we could just go across the street to the park right here-”
You seem to hear something on the other side of the line but you can’t make up his words.
“Wait, hold up, m-my cellphone is breaking up, hold up.” You move to the fire escape stairs to get a better signal. “Can you hear me now?”
“Now I can. Can you hear me?” He questions back.
“Yeah.” You smile. “So, what did you say?”
“I asked if Thursday was good for you?” Your heart almost stops.
“Y-You mean tomorrow?” You clarify.
“Yeah, I’m sorry.” The sound of his laugh is getting dangerously addicting to you.
“Oh, Thursday is perfect.”
With a playful giggle you sort the details for the next day. Good thing your shift ends earlier, just in time to meet him after his work.
All day you imagine how the date will go, your mind running back and forward with all the possibilities. When you get to know him, will you still like him? Will he like you? Ever since you first saw him walk through the door all you wanted was to grab his attention. There wasn’t much you could do inside your waitress uniform but the smile always decorates your face, your gaze always fixed on him with passion, your fingers always linger on the mug a few extra seconds as you give him is order. Does he notice you this way?
“Hi.” You turn around at the smooth voice, your heart getting warm at the sight.
“Hi.” Greeting him back you it finally sinks into you that this is really happening.
“You look beautiful.” Smiling he admires the real you out of the outfit he always sees you in.
“Thank you.” At this moment you could just melt onto the floor. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”
“Oh, this old thing?” With a chuckle he looks down at the blue suit he’s wearing, does he know this is what he looked like the first time you saw him or is it just a coincidence? “I promise I don’t only wear suits.”
“I don’t know if I believe you, you might have to prove it.” You tease with a giggle.
“Challenge accepted.” He grins with a wink.
You blush when he offers you his arm for you to take as you walk around the park. Even though this is the first time you’re alone having a real conversation, it just rolls out so smoothly like you’ve known each other forever. Everything he does, everything he says just makes you smile and laugh so much your cheeks will be hurting for weeks.
After treating you to ice cream, you sit down at a bench enjoying the sweet snack and the beautiful view.
“I must admit something.” He suddenly says not looking at you. “When I entered my number for the raffle I wasn’t interested in the free meal, I was just really hoping you’d call me.”
With widen eyes you turn to him. Well, you didn’t see this coming.
“Ah, this is silly.” He laughs nervously. “I’m so confident at my job but with you I just get so shy, I was afraid I was even coming off too cold.”
“Not at all.” You rest him assured, now understand why he was always so quiet.
“Good.” He smiles. “I was so happy when you called me yesterday that I just wanted to meet you straight away. I guess deep down I thought I was just another costumer to you.”
“You’re definitely not.” You bite your lip feeling your cheeks warm up once again. “I also thought I was just another waitress to you.”
“How could you be when I come all the way from across town to see you?” Your jaw drops, could this be true? “The first time I came by I had a meeting around here, which is not usual for me. But when I laid eyes on you I wish I could come everyday. Unfortunately with my busy schedule that’s not possible but I may or may not have arranged my schedule to at least come once a week.”
As he scratches the back of his head you sigh. Does he really go into all this trouble just to see you?
“I was too shy to make a move though, so I set things up for you instead.” He continues. “I hope I don’t sound like a creep, I swear I only have the best intentions!”
“Like a creep?” You chuckle. “I was the one who called you late at night after stealing your number from a contest.”
“I guess we’re even then.” He looks at you with the same eyes you’ve always looked at him with.
“Well, maybe not that even.” He tilts his head at your words. “You don’t know my name.”
“Ah…” He delightfully sighs. “Don’t you think I’ve figured that out by now, Y/N?”
you wake up to a sore throat, and stuffy nose. while you attempt to get out of bed, you feel your head pound. with a groan, you rush to your kitchen to grab a thermometer from your drawer. you place it in your mouth, crossing your arms knowing well who has gotten you in this current position. interrupting your thoughts, you hear a beep from the thermometer. whispering to yourself soft prayers for a mild flu while you take it out of the side of your mouth to see your temperature.
101° .. oh he’s so dead.
as if the gods heard your mindless curses to the suspected cause of your flu, you hear a loud knock, and an equally loud sneeze to follow it. you drag your feet towards the front door, wishing you could simply turn a blind eye from the door. but, it was such an obnoxiously loud knock, you weren’t able to ignore it even if you wanted to. just as you open the door, you’re met with your boyfriend, jaehyun. he’s covered in a big blanket and a red nose. before you can say anything, he grumbles at you.
“you got me sick!” he turns away for a mere second to cough into his arm.
you scoff at his accusation. “me? i didn’t get you sick, you got ME sick! you’re the one who was coughing way before i even came over yesterday!” you cross your arms, looking up at him with a piercing gaze.
jaehyun rolls his eyes at you, softly pushing you to the side, making his way into your apartment. as he takes out the bag he was holding covered by his blanket, he places it down on your kitchen counter, sitting down on one of the barstools. your eyes soften as you watch him open the plastic bag. it was two cups of warm soup and packs of medicine tablets for both of you to take.
you walk over to your boyfriend, smiling at him as you give him a light peck on the cheek. “thank you love, … but you’re the one who got me sick!” he quickly turns his head in your direction, sending you a glare after he notices the teasing glint in your eyes.
“oh shut up! take your soup now or else i’m sneezing on it!”
a/n: sorry if i’ve been a bit more inactive than usual!! psssst writing block >__< but, thank you for liking my works :] i hope u are having a good night/day xoxo
“y/n! y/n!” you open your eyes to see your boyfriend’s excited face looking down at you, lightly shaking you awake. your eyes wander over to the window, seeing pitch black. yet, as you trail back to jaehyun, he’s changed out of his pajamas — actually in a plain white tee and jeans. you look at his free hand, seeing his keys held loosely in between his fingers.
“ah, you’re finally awake! get up and get changed! let’s go to san francisco!” he smiles at you excitedly. rubbing your thigh lightly, in hopes to persuade you to get up faster.
“san francisco? but, isn’t it..” you extend your arm to grab your phone, squinting at the bright light as you read “1:42am” you look back up at your boyfriend, with confusion written all over your face. “.. almost 2am?”
he smiles sheepishly at you, softly swaying himself back and forth.
“well, yes.. but wouldn’t it be so fun? a late night drive, listening to music in the car, walking around the streets, taking pictures of the moon? if you’re hungry, we’ll just stop by a convenience store! baby, pleeeaseee? we can watch the sunrise at 6am!”
you sighed, he always knew how to convince you — even when your bed was screaming at you to come back. you look at him for a mere second, then nodding as you lazily get up.
“..fine. only because that sounds really fun. you’re lucky i took a nap earlier.. but you’re paying for the food!” you give him a light smile, as you walk into your closet. yet not missing his quiet cheers to himself.
he sends you a crooked smile, grabbing your hand as you make your way out of your shared apartment, with small giggles from you both. ready for a night filled with new memories to look back on.
you’re in the car, listening to the songs you both put into your shared late night playlist. moments like these, you were so grateful to have your spontaneous boyfriend by your side. to always help push you to experience life outside of the normal 9-5.
you’re in the car, listening to the songs you both put into your shared late night playlist. moments like these, you were so grateful to have your spontaneous boyfriend by your side. to always help push you to experience life outside of the normal 9-5.
you’re looking out from your window, taking in the bright sparkles in the sky. your aimless thoughts were interrupted as jaehyun lays his hand on your thigh, lightly squeezing it to capture your attention. you turn to the side as jaehyun’s smile grows, his peripherals catching you turn to him.
“our song is on.” that’s all he can say, before you dart your eyes to your phone, noticing a cherished song starting to engulf your ears.
you look back up to see him humming to the song, tapping the side of the steering wheel, lightly head bopping to the music.
he’s so perfect.
nreaching san francisco, you hear jaehyun let out a satisfied sigh. you watch as he parks onto the curbside, getting out of the car to go over to the passenger’s side. you turn over, hearing your door unlock. he extends his hand out, allowing you to gratefully take it. jaehyun locks the door as he brings you onto the sidewalk. you’re both looking around, hand in hand, eyes trailing from the street lights to the sounds of crickets.
“i’m so glad you woke me up to go here today, thank you.” you softly swing your intertwined hands as you continue walking.
jaehyun rubs your thumb in between his fingers comfortingly.“of course, hon. making memories with you is everything to me, really.”
you were about to respond, yet jaehyun drags you onto a bench. looking into his backpack, fishing out his polaroid camera.
“sit! i want to take a polaroid of you.” jaehyun gives you a wink, as he steps back to take your picture.
you giggle lightly, knowing he brings his polaroid everywhere he goes. jaehyun loves photography, and you were his greatest muse. he has a photobook of all of his photos of you, but he keeps it a secret from you until he completes the book.
you pose for the camera while he takes pictures at different angles. jaehyun removes the polaroid from the slot, shaking the photo around to make it dry faster. he looks down at the polaroid, seeing your endearing smile, he almost wants to coo at the photo. but, he holds back. jaehyun puts the photo in his pocket, saving it for later.
the sun was going to rise in a few minutes. jaehyun drives you both to the painted ladies. you’re both sat on the lawn in front of the classic houses. making a small picnic with the snacks you got on the way there from the convenience store. you don’t notice jaehyun as you’re admiring the night sky before the sun rises. but, he’s taking candid photos of your side profile. smiling to himself as he watches your eyes sparkle at the scenery.
you turn to the side to see jaehyun searching for something in his bag, watching him silently, waiting for him to find whatever he needed.
he takes out today’s polaroids, and a marker. jaehyun glances at you, with a light smile. looking back down at the pictures. he starts writing on the white part of the polaroid.
jaehyun strides the streets of seoul. he watches as the autumn leaves fall with the gentle breeze surrounding him. before he knew it, he stares at the library’s window in front of him. he finds himself examining the book display. jaehyun’s eyes lit up as he noticed the book you’ve been wanting for days. for the past week, he’s heard you talk to your friends frequently about this certain book. jaehyun knew you had a big passion for reading - he always found you nestled up in your nook, smiling to yourself as you read quietly.
when you first met jaehyun, he teased you constantly about being a bookworm. it was never ill-intended, more of an inside joke between you both. jaehyun slowly fell in love with the way your eyes sparkled in a library. day by day, he’d buy you books and leave it on your desk right before class started. your first date was in the library, the quiet atmosphere gave jaehyun easy access to absorb your beauty in your favorite place; maybe even your second home.
you hear your shared apartment’s door twist, you look up to see jaehyun with a bag filled with books. you could hardly contain your happiness, as you jumped up from your seat, running over to him. jaehyun watched your excited expression, his heart throbbed with happiness. he cherished you with everything he had, you were his heaven on earth. jaehyun couldn’t help but buy you anything that reminded him of you, as long as it made you happy.
as you opened the bag, your eyes widened at the sight. jaehyun bought you the book you’ve been dying for, added along with some books he thinks you’d love. as you read the introductions, you feel hands wrap around your waist. you feel jaehyun lay his chin on top of your head, looking down at the book and reading along with you.
“do you like it? i hope you do, i browsed around and picked the ones i think you’d like.” you feel him grinning, causing you to smile yourself. “these are perfect! thank you love, genuinely.” you felt so lucky to have such an amazing person in your life.
“anything for you.”
yeah, jaehyun was head over heels for you.
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jaehyun looks up to see you in all of your glory. not too much makeup, but enough to accentuate everything about your appearance just right. jaehyun watched you in awe, no words came out of his mouth. he couldn’t believe that he was even close to lucky enough to have you here with him, walking away from this as a cemented team with a future ahead of you together.
you reach over to his jaw , grazing his jaw with a feathery touch. you stop your hand on his chin, slowly shutting his mouth closed.
“hey hyung, snap out of it!” you hear haechan exclaim with a cheeky smile.
you hear light chuckles from your families and friends around you, causing you to chuckle to yourself.
jaehyun clears his throat, ears slowly turning red as he realizes his jaw dropped over seeing his beautiful fiancée.. in front of everyone he knows.. lee donghyuck, you’re dead meat.
“jeong, leave me alone!” you sigh in frustration, the neighbor won’t stop throwing his basketball over your fence while you’re outside with your dog.
“not until you give me a chance, y/l/n! you know i’m never a quitter!” you can basically hear his smirk in his tone of voice. you always had pushed your feelings for jaehyun aside, it felt as if you guys were polar opposites. so why even take the chance?
“y/n? y/n darlingggg?”
you snap out of your thoughts as your eyes trail over to the fence.
“w-what do you want, jeong?”
you hear his quiet giggles, “i told you already, y/n-ie. i want you!” you can’t help but break into a slight smile, looking down at your hands as you fidget with them. you’re so blessed he can’t see your flustered state.. that would be one hell of a teasing.
boyfriend!jaehyun presses tired kisses upon your forehead as he lies next to you in the comfort of your shared bed. you feel your eyes flutter open from his touch as he drapes his arms around you. he shifts closer to you until you can feel his heart pounding against his ribcage through the thin fabric of jaehyun’sshirt. “are you still awake?” you ask him softly in a sleepy daze, his gaze flicker towards you. a small smile graces his lips, letting the ever-so-slight mark of his dimples show upon his cheeks. “yeah,” he replies, letting his thumb brush the side of your cheek. you return his smile, enlacing his finger with yours as you both lie still with limbs entangled underneath the blanket. you feel yourself nuzzle closer to him as you lay your head into the crook of his neck, earning a soft giggle from your boyfriend. jaehyunfeels his breath hitch for a split second, his eyes admiring your every feature as you feel your face heat upon under his intense gaze. he places a gentle kiss upon your lips as he whispers.
[3.05 am] earlier in the day you had made lunch for the nct members since you knew that the hard hours of practising kept the boys away from actually taking care of themselves. it wasn’t easy to make a 21 people meal but your love for them and the smiles on their faces when they saw what you had prepared made it all worthy. soon enough all the boys had eaten and the oldest members suggested that you had a movie night, so there you were in between donghyuckandjaemin who were cuddling either side of you, johnny’s hands engulfing both you and jenowho was sat on his left side,whilebf!jaehyunpicked out a scary movie and sat, pouting that he didnt get to sit next to you, at the end of the couch. at the end of the movie everyone but jaehyunandtaeyong had fallen asleep and your boyfriend took a look at you, his heart swelling in content when he saw you sprawled in the couch, jisung asleep on the floor, clinging on your leg for dear life, while your one hand rested on his head and your other one held jeno’s foot who had somehow managed to place his body horizontally on johnny.jaehyunandtaeyong resisted the urge to laugh at the sight, fearing that they would wake you up, before jaehyun got up and carefully untangled you from the teenage boys, before carrying you bridal style. he heard taeyong whispering his name and turned around only to see the leader’s proud smile while looking at you two, before he muttered a small ‘well done’ to the younger boy. jaehyun blushed and took you away in his bedroom, placing you on his bed and taking a long look at your face, with your hair all tangled up and some drool coming out of your mouth. in this moment he had never loved you more. in this moment he thanked every god he could think of, for bringing you into his life and being not only an amazing girlfriend to him but an incredible friend to the people he called his family. he smiled to himself, placing a kiss on your forehead, before getting in bed and snuggling closer to you than ever, whispering an 'i love you’ and promising himself to love you more and more everyday.
You couldn’t exactly pinpoint the moment you realized you didn’t love Jaehyun anymore, or the reason behind this but you were pretty sure your feelings had vanished somewhere along the line. Maybe it was the thousand missed calls, or his messed up schedule or maybe it was the fact that you barely saw him anymore but it felt like there was nothing connecting your hearts anymore. Those thoughts heaved your heart more and more each day but you couldn’t bring yourself to confront him about it, not until you saw him in person, even if that would be the last time. Jaehyun had really been an amazing boyfriend to you, your rock during upsetting days and the home that made you feel safe from the outside world, but the weight of his career as an idol had caused you two to drift apart in ways that broke both his and your heart.
He knew that you didn’t deserve this. The rushed minutes he gave you, the missed calls and the secret dates weren’t something a person like you deserved. Yet he loved you more than his entire existence and even if it was selfish, he couldn’t imagine himself being away from you. As hard as his days were, as stressful his job was, he pushed through just to hear your voice for those 5 minutes he had a break, or to take a glimpse of your face, for those were things that kept him sane. However he knew that with the endless tour dates, you would break at some point and his worst fear would happen; you’d leave him. That’s why on his 3 day vacation he booked the earliest flight to come surprise you. And that’s why he found himself ringing on your doorbell at 7 a.m waiting for you to show up anxiously, like he was afraid of what would happen.
You woke up to the ringing sounds of your doorbell, stretching and looking at the time. Who could be outside at this time of day? You groaned, ruffling your hair with one hand before you got up and reached the door. You opened it and what you saw made your gut drop and your feet to take a step back in surprise before you were engulfed in a huge hug by the person you called your boyfriend. You couldn’t hug him back, as much as your brain told you you should. It didn’t feel right. The hug you once called your safety net, now felt strange, unfamiliar as if you were being hugged by a stranger. Jaehyun noticed your stiffness and pulled away before placing a peck on your lips.
“W-what are you doing here?” you said, trying to smile, but what formed in your mouth probably looked more like a grimace because Jaehyun’s eyebrows furrowed at that.
“I came to surprise you.” He said quietly, “Is everything okay?” He reached for your hand and his fingers stroked the outside of your palm lovingly.
“Yeah,” you said, an unfamiliar feeling brewing inside your stomach, “everything is okay.” You smiled and led him to sit on the couch. You couldn’t decipher what you were feeling. You imagined how this day would go, how’d you feel, but the reality was not even similar to your imagination. Your insides were burning with feelings for the boy in front of you, making you even more confused than you were before.
You sat him down, taking a seat next to him, while his hand settled on your lap and you took a minute to study his face. He was even more handsome than he was when he’d left. The tour definitely had matured him in ways, leaving him looking more manly than ever. He was barefaced, with the sunlight dancing beautifully on his clear skin and his eyes were looking at you, painted with the loveliest shade, a mixture of the sun rays and his eye colour. He brought a hand to your face and stroked your cheek softly, tugging a stray hair that had escaped your bun behind your ear before smiling sadly.
“Love, we need to talk.”
You froze, your heartbeat stopping momentarily, before sighing sadly and nodding your head. Words didn’t need to be spoken for the both of you to realise you were talking about the same thing.
“I’m sorry.” He said suddenly, voice shaking, making you look up at him, tears in your eyes. “I know you don’t love me anymore and I’m sorry. I should have been here, I should have been the boyfriend you deserved but I chose my job instead and I’m sorry.”
“I-it’s not your fault. I knew what I was getting myself into when I said yes. It’s just.. It’s too hard.” you mumbled, “It’s too hard when the only thing I want after a long day is to fall into your arms or at least hear your voice. It’s too hard when I want to go out with you but you either don’t have time or we have to do it secretly. It’s not your fault, none of this is, but it’s just harder than I expected it to be.”
You don’t know when Jaehyun’s hands wrapped around your torso or when he pulled you in his lap but you rested your head on his shoulder and you cried while he hummed a soft melody in your ear, trying to control his own tears as well. You cried until all the frustration left your body, before you realised that what was wrong wasn’t that you stopped loving him. You didn’t and you probably would never do. It was just that your love for him was so big, that being away from him killed a part of you. It was pain that made you feel this way.
“Do you still love me?” Jaehyun whispered softly against your ear while he drew circles on your back. “Please, don’t let me go.”
And that was when you looked up at him and seeing his tear-stained face and his puffy, red eyes made your own fill with tears all over again. You threw your hand around him, hugging him as hard as you could and you mumbled yes a hundred times until you were sure he heard you before pulling away and giving him a passionate kiss, conveying all your feelings.
“I’m sorry I ever doubted my love for you. I love you so much and as long as I have you, I have this, then I’m willing to fight for it.” You whispered, your hands now cupping his face, forcing him to look at you. Your lips gave his nose a small kiss, making him leave a tired chuckle before he once again nuzzled his face in your hair and exhaled.
“I’ll be better okay? I’ll fix this.”
You and him knew that your relationship was not perfect. It needed work and that would probably take a while, but as long as you were together in this, you were sure you’d come out of it alive.
[22.00 pm] Roadtrips with Jaehyun where he doesn’t let go of your hand throughout the entire drive and you guys spend the night in your minivan, in each other’s imbrace, gazing at the stars whilst talking about anything that comes to your mind, with slow music playing in the background.
“do you have any plans for new years?” you ask jaehyun, pushing around the leftover lettuce on your plate whilst you wait for his reply. the man hums around his fork, chewing quietly with seemingly no answer to give. you try again, “like a dinner or something?”
he huffs with a small smile, holding the silver between his fingers delicately as he gazes at you, eyes empty. “why do you ask?”
why won’t he just answer, you think. a frustrated sigh is all it takes for jaehyun to let it go, chuckling out that he doesn’t have anything planned this new years other than dropping by johnnys house party for a few hours.
“ah, if that’s the case then don’t worry,” you mumble. there’s no more dressing to coat the salad in but you find yourself shoving leaves into your mouth nonetheless, feeling somewhat occupied now.
“did you have something in mind for us?” jaehyun eggs you on, placing his fork down completely now with a soft tap of his plate. he goes to pick up his wine glass but makes no move to take a drink, swirling his wrist around as he waits for your response.
“i mean,” you mumble, slightly embarrassed, “the fireworks are going off this year and i thought it’d be fun to go see them.”
silence falls over the two of you, a warmth spreading through your cheeks that can’t be blamed on the restaurants abnormally high heating. jaehyun’s leg, clad in black dress pants, nudges against yours, ankles now pressed against one another. his hand makes move too, the right still holding that wine glass and the left going to twiddle with the dainty rings sat upon your fingers.
bluntly, he teases, “are you trying to get a new years kiss?”
you’re sure he could probably feel the slight tense of your muscles through just his fingers, the embarrassment running off of you palpable. you stutter out in denial, becoming increasingly more shy as he holds back a laugh at your panic.
“id be happy to see the fireworks with you,” he interrupts, smiling softly to calm you down. the promise of a kiss is left unsaid.
clingy? annoying? how could your sweet boyfriend think of you that way when all you’ve done is love him? not to mention the fact that you had to find out on social media. well, it was time to give him a taste of his own medicine.
sick and tired of reminding you to care for yourself, jaehyun decides to teach you a lesson. after all, repetition is key and he’s not going to stop until the message has sank in on paper andskin.
your full-blown attachment to jaehyun makes itself known when he has to leave for a week, and you pretty much lose your mind. you call it love, but maybe that’s only because you don’t have another word for it.
Jung Jaehyun is infamous for being a man whore from the most famous frat in your uni with the most concentration of fuck boys. You’re Miss Congeniality, well-liked by everyone, from the Dean to the gardener of your uni, and a friend of all the cliques. Jung Jaehyun included.
Jaehyun swore to never fall in love again after five unrequited crushes. But when all of his best friends get married and leave him behind, he might just break his oath. He just hopes that this time around, it’s not another unrequited love because he’s tired of throwing up flower petals.
you adored your mother, but sometimes, well sometimes she should have minded her own freaking business. Or, when paying your apartment bills becomes almost impossible, you manage to find a job in the infamous 127 Tower, which the Jung Family owns. Not as a secretary or as the cleaning lady, but as Jung Jaehyun’s daughter babysitter.
Jaehyun was an extremist. In everything he did, nothing was half done. He didn’t just touch you, he made sure your skin crawled with nerves. He didn’t just kiss you, he consumed you entirely.
note: i will keep on editing this list and updating it. happy reading!
GELA SAYS • this was in my drafts for a very long time and this is highly inspired by my personal life; my parents worked a lot when i was a kid, especially my dad who worked abroad, so he writes letters to me, my siblings and my mom whenever he’s away for work hehe he still does it up to this day <3 this is for anon who got their heart broken after reading divorce papers eahsahahah, i hope this makes it up to u! also pls lmk if the link at the end doesn’t work and i’ll send u a new one hehe
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Jaehyun left the country heartbroken. It’s been two years since physical concerts stopped and now that it’s happening again, he had no choice but to leave the comfort of his home and his family for work. Something he couldn’t explain to his 3-year-old daughter. The last time they went on tour, Jieun was just a few months old and had no idea that her father had left to work abroad for a while.
“I will send you something every now and then, call me if you need anything and I will literally fly my ass back to Korea in case of emergency.” He told you as he rummaged through his bag, looking for his earphones. “Mom and dad said they’ll visit whenever they can, they’re just driving distance from where we live so you can drop Jieun there if you need to run errands on the days she’s not in daycare.”
You chuckle at your husband, “Babe, I know the basics. Your parents have contacted me as well, we’re heading there after this.” You replied, “Please, please, pleasebe safe and avoid anything that will lead you to injury. It’s already hard seeing you go, and it’ll be much harder to know if you’re injured while you’re thousands of miles away from us.”
“Alright, thank you.” He sighed, finally found his earphones before facing you. “I’m definitely going to miss you two.”
The rest of the members were on their way here, Jaehyun personally asked his manager and the company if it was okay to head off to the airport with you and your daughter. Jieun was clueless — for now. She was amazed by how huge airports were and somehow, a miracle occurred, the three of you managed to enter this without any of paparazzies knowing.
“Aww, look at you, a dad working abroad.” You tease, “We’ll miss you too, Jae. We’ll be fine, I promise.”
He was tempted to remove his facemask, wanting to kiss you on the lips, but it was too risky, and someone might notice and make a scene out of it. Instead, he wrapped his arm around your waist and kissed your temple even if there was a mask in between. After that, he sank down, turning his daughter’s attention from the chairs to him.
“Jieun, daddy will be back in no time. Promise me you’ll be a good girl for mommy?” He said to the 3-year-old, extending his pinky out and waited for the toddler to wrap her small pinky to her dad’s. “Alright, once daddy comes back, I promise to take you to Everland and to the zoo. As long as you’re good to mommy and to your grandparents.”
“Are you coming back tomorrow, daddy?”
Ouch.That sentence made Jaehyun’s heart crack at some point. Jieun was a pandemic baby; she’s basically used to Jaehyun being around most of the time — even if he comes home late in the night after schedules or early in the morning. But this tour would be longer than Jieun expects; this tour covers at least 7 months abroad as they have scheduled 30 shows in different countries and cities which means they would either go back and forth to Korea or continue the tour for straight 7 months. “Um, well…”
“Daddy will be back before you know it baby,” You chimed in, realizing that he was having a hard time explaining his job to the toddler. “Right, daddy?”
Jaehyun nods his head in agreement, “I’ll be back in no time.” He lowered his mask, planting a kiss on his daughter’s cheek and stood up to plant a kiss on your temple. Fuck the paparazzi, I’m not going to see my girls for at least seven months. He thought. He bends down again and carries his daughter before taking you to his free arm. “Ah, I don’t think I can go through with this.”
“Jae baby, you’ve been dreaming about this day. You’ve always told me that you missed performing in concerts and here you are now… the two of us will be fine, I promise. We have your parents and mine,” You comfort, “We’ll Facetime you every night before she sleeps or whenever you’re available.”
He had no choice but to nod his head.
The first week has passed since Jaehyun left for Japan— their first stop of the world tour and 29 more weeks to go. Jieun cried throughout the weekend, in constant need to see her father. Since two countries share the same time zone, he, along with his 8 uncles, were able to facetime her every time they got the chance to. One time during dinner after the concert, Jieun insisted on calling her father to let him know that she was being a good girl and that she’d spent the day with her grandparents. Jieun’s energy was emptied that day, she didn’t even notice that she fell asleep in the middle of telling her father a story. The following day after that, you received a letter addressed from Japan. When you texted Jaehyun what it was about, he told you that he just wanted to try writing you two letters as it feels much personal to him. Jieun, despite her reading abilities, was excited to open her letter. It has become a personal thing and every time the group heads off to another country, he will send you two letters along with other memorabilia that he is reminded of you two. It was like that until the very end of the 7-month mark of their tour.
Jieun was fast asleep in her grandparents’ bedroom, taking her afternoon nap after playing with her grandfather. It felt like it was a perfect timing to share with your in-laws about the letters that your husband has been sending the past few months.
“I’ve told him he could also email me these things because imagine how much he’s already spent on shipping,” you told his mother, “But it’s cute, it’s romantic and Jieun looks forward to it every time we open the mailbox in the lobby of our apartment, she gets disappointed if it’s the bills - I, too, get disappointed.”
“Oh dear, Jaehyun loves writing. I think it started when he made one during kindergarten,”
“In Connecticut?”
Your mother-in-law nodded her head, setting down her cup of tea and stood up. “Wait here and I’ll grab some of the things he’s written to me and his father.”
Not even five minutes later, she returns to the dining area with a clear medium box filled with photographs, letters and memorabilia. She pulls out an album containing photographs of their stay in America, their travels when he was younger, basically everything that happened in Jaehyun taken in photographs. It was so cute that you were already thinking of doing the same with Jieun, recalling the Google drive you made where you store every photo of your daughter and have made a decision to print all those photos and create a box like this one.
Jaehyun’s mom pulls out a frame, the first thing you notice were the two small handprints of color green and yellow. The piece was titled: My Handprints dated August 15, 2001. He was four years old and in kindergarten. You look at your mother-in-law, she was smiling yet feeling really emotional.
“I’m sorry, it’s just… he was four when he did this in school and I just can’t believe that time has gone by so fast.” She said, wiping a tear that escaped her eye. “You know, Y/N, I was really happy the day Jieun was born. She looked so small and looked like your husband. She’s almost the same age as Jaehyun when he wrote this poem.”
You comfort her, rubbing your hand on her back as you read the poem:
You’ll wonder how I grew so quick
When and where and why?
That hang here on your wall,
And memories will come back of me,
When I was very small…
Love,
Jay
After that visit to your in-laws, the following day, you and Jieun head off to the closest stationery store and grab the things you need such as paper, pen, frame as well as paint and stickers. You thought of surprising Jaehyun as he will be arriving tomorrow with something like the poem he made when he was young. When you told Jieun about it, she was thrilled and wanted to go home straight after your small date (you promised her ice cream, but she was too distracted about your plan that she didn’t ask to stop at the parlour).
“Mommy, what do I say to daddy?” She asked, holding a pencil, and started writing broken letters as best as she could.
“Hmm, you can write about how much you missed him. Can mommy guide you with writing?”
“Yes, please!”
You chuckle, carrying your daughter to the kitchen table and sat her on your lap before holding her small hand that held a pencil. So far, so good that her small hand was cooperating as you write on the paper. After writing, you’ve asked her if she wanted anything else to put on it, she decided to put stickers on them instead of paint because according to her, paint is very messy (based on her daycare experience). It was hard putting her to sleep, knowing that her dad will arrive in a few hours. When you did, successfully put her to bed, you wrapped your gift and hid it in Jieun’s bedroom next to her bed.
You woke up feeling someone plant kisses on your cheek, at first you thought it was Jieun because lately, she enjoys doing that. But you smelled the familiar scent of Jaehyun’s cologne, your eyes opened, and you jolted up in bed. You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you, inhaling his scent and even pinched yourself to check if he really was home.
“Are- are you really home? Am I not dreaming? But you said you’ll arrive at 4 o’clock in the afternoon! I haven’t cleaned the house- well, it’s no longer important, you’re back!”
Jaehyun laughs, “I am home, wifey. I wanted to surprise you and Jieun, Johnny and his wife dropped me off.” He explained, the tip of his fingers playing with your skin, “It’s only 7 o’ clock, do you want to… you know-”
Jaehyun was immediately cut off when the bedroom door opens and spits out your daughter holding her favorite stuffed toy. Her hair was messy, and she was rubbing sleepiness out of her eyes. “Mommy, I’m hungry- DADDY!” She squeals, dropping the toy and ran to her father.
“Hello princess. Good morning,” Jaehyun greets, tucking a few hair strands behind her ear and kissed her cheeks. “Have you been good?”
“I have!”
As Jieun babbles about her experience for the past seven months, the three of you head to the kitchen. You prepare breakfast, chocolate chip pancakes as your daughter requested.
“Sweetie, don’t you want to show daddy your gift to him?” You asked, and the moment you put the plate in front of her, she runs off to her bedroom.
“Gift? What gift?”
“Oh, it’s just something to thank you for all those letters and words of affirmation you’ve been sending us the past seven months.”
Jieun returns to the dining area with a box and a huge grin on her face. She hands it to her dad and climbs to his lap to watch her father’s hands as he rips the wrapping paper, revealing the letter that you two wrote and framed last night. Jaehyun’s smile grows big as he reads the content, his heart softens and looks at you: “Babe, this is amazing.”
“We went to your parents’ house the other day and your mom showed me the poem and letters you wrote to them when you were young. I thought I’d do the same thing for Jieun.”
Jaehyun puts the frame down on the table and carried Jieun before walking up to you and kisses your lips. “You two are the best.”
in which painter!reader asks her boyfriend, jaehyun, to help her with her art.
and that’s when jaehyun decided to bring out the kit.
PAIRING/CHARACTERS ✎ jaehyun x fem!reader
GENRE/CATEGORY ✎ smut
CONTENT WARNINGS ✎ 18+, nipple/breast play, using paint during sex (does paint play exist ? lol), unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it), riding, missionary, doggy style, hair pulling (m&f), spanking, profanities
WORD COUNT ✎ 2.3k
GELA SAYS ✎ …oh my god sorry for being absent for so long lmao my semester just ended and honestly i had a hard time writing so i had to take a break for awhile and now i’m back ! this feels rushed (because it is :/) but i hope ya’ll will like it <3 please excuse the typos and grammatical errors, i’ll edit it once i find the time :D enjoy ! also pls lmk if i missed anything on the warnings ~
Ah yes, it was one of those moments that you feel unmotivated and out of ideas.
You were asked to paint something unique for the new art gallery opening in a few days that was set for a bidding; despite the fact that you were given a heads-up months ago, you still haven’t done anything. There was no picture forming into your head, and it was starting to worry you because it felt like your career was on the line.
Jaehyun had come home to a dark apartment after his schedule for the day. It was already one in the morning, he was a hundred percent sure you were asleep by now. As he removed his shirt and tossed it to the hamper, he noticed the faint light coming from your workroom. The door was agape, and he saw you standing in front of probably the biggest canvas he’s ever seen. He leans against the doorframe as he watches you unbutton your jumpsuit, revealing the sports bra you were wearing underneath. He bit his lower lip, god,you just looked so hot with your hair messed up and your bra.
“How’s the painting going?” Jaehyun asked, wrapping his arms around your bare waist, causing you to flinch and drop your brush.
“I have nothing, until now- I’m actually starting to get worried.” You replied, massaging his knuckles “Can you help me with some ideas?”
Jaehyun’s eyes widened as he held you in his arms, you weren’t the type to ask him for ideas. He knew you loved working alone and gathering ideas on your own, and this was the first time you had asked him something like that. Some people think that your way of working is selfish, but it was how you got famous in the art stardom and besides, for sure, you weren’t the only artist who prefers to be alone. Jaehyun stares out the window, hoping to find ideas in the calm city.
Then he remembers something that you brought home a few months ago.
“Wait here.” Jaehyun unclasps his arms and runs outside the room, leaving you confused.
He returns back a few minutes later with a box and a huge grin on his face.
“Nope, we’re not gonna do that.” You shook your head, “Nope.”
“Why not? We’re both topless and you asked me for ideas and now I’m giving you one!” He argued, “plus, Ten has a song called Paint Me Naked. I… well, thought of that, too.”
In his hand rests the passion erotic art kit brought by your sister as her giveaway during her housewarming. According to her, when you visited her house, one of the paintings hanging inside the bedroom was made by her and her husband using thatkit. Jaehyun wanted to use it for so long, but with his schedules and yours, that kit has been long forgotten under your bed. You were used to having paint stains all over your body, but painting withyour body? Hell no.
“Babe, we’re too messy when we… do thatthing and it’s even going to be messier if we do it with painting!” You sigh, walking towards him and sandwiched his face between your hands, “I love you and the fact that you tried giving me an idea even though I usually don’t ask, amazes me. Now, let’s just go shower together and sleep. Pretty sure I can come up with something tomorrow.”
Jaehyun pushes his lower lip out and you giggled, planting a kiss to stop his tantrum. You take away the box in his hand and put it somewhere around the room, pushing him out of your work area and inside the bathroom. Once Jaehyun and you are settled in the small bathtub, your tense muscles calm down as you listen to Jaehyun talk about his day.
While Jaehyun slept next to you, you were brainstorming. Actually, Jaehyun’s idea wasn’t… that bad and it would be unique and new to your collection and portfolio! The problem is, you’re not sure how you would explain it to the curator. ‘Oh, me and my boyfriend used our bodies to create that artwork’? But you were already desperate to finish the project. You tried to nudge Jaehyun’s arm, but he didn’t move. You tried poking his cheek, but then again, no response. Sighing, you threw the duvet off your body and got out of bed. Maybe milk would help you calm down and help you feel sleepy.
“Babe.” You let out a gasp, almost dropping the glass of milk. You turned around and looked over your shoulder to check, “It’s 4 o’ clock, why are you stillawake?”
“I can’t sleep, that stupid painting is making me anxious and it feels like my whole career is going south if I won’t come up with something.”
“Baby,” Jaehyun said in a calm voice, walking towards you and engulfed you in a hug, burying his head on the crook of your neck. “You’re a great artist, a remarkable one— don’t pressure yourself because if you do, you won’t get the piece you wanted. Because you forced yourself to finish it.”
“But I’m running out of time!” Jaehyun sighs at your remark, biting his lower lip as he thinks of a way to help you resolve your problem. “I’m even considering your idea.”
It was like Jaehyun regained energy when he heard you say that “You sure? We don’t have to do it just because— no, um, we can still think of other ideas now that we’re both awake.”
“How about we do your idea and if it didn’t come out the way I wanted it, we can brainstorm.”
“Deal.”
You turned around, placing your hands behind his neck, pulling him closer until there was only a small space between the two of you; “We can start right now if you’d like.”
“Baby, you’re the artist… it’s up to you.” He replied, “Been awhile since we last did it, hmm?”
You hum in response, inhaling the scent of his body wash as you bury yourself on his neck, your fingers unbuttoning his top. You could feel his hands travel on your waist, down to your hips until his hands settled on your ass. His biceps tighten when he lifts you up while you pepper his face and neck with kisses, he could feel your body temperature change in a short amount of time. He then puts you down in front of the door of your work area, before opening the door he claims your lips in his. Sloppy and could echo throughout the whole room.
You like it when he pulls your hair, he likes it as well; the way you let out a loud moan as he grips onto the strands of your hair turns him on so bad.
“W-wait, we have to prepare the paint and clothe—”
You stopped mid-sentence when you noticed a huge plastic laying on the floor and the cotton canvas which seems to come from the art kit he suggested using earlier. You raised your brows and faced Jaehyun, “…I was just preparing in case you wanted to give it a shot, and you did that’s why I prepared it beforehand while you were still in the shower.”
“You know me so damn well.” You smiled, taking his lips and started to tug his t-shirt, signaling him to remove it. When he pulled away from your kiss, you too, removed your shirt, your breasts bounced when the fabric was removed and Jaehyun could feel his dick twitch at the scene he just witnessed. God, you are so fucking perfect.
Like a baby in need of milk, Jaehyun latches his mouth on your nipple, the other is being massaged by his free hand. This time, you were the one who pulled his hair. When he bits your bud gently, you couldn’t help but let out a moan and throw your head back, pulling his hair a bit harder. Jaehyun is messy whenever he’s got your breasts in his mouth— his saliva was everywhere as he was swirling his tongue around the nub, sending shivers all over your body.
“Jae, hold on— our pants.” You say, letting go of his hair and pulled yourself away from him. “It’s not gonna be easy doing the laundry with clothes stained with paint.”
“Oh yeah, sorry. I could’ve ripped your pants off if you didn’t say anything,”
After discarding the remaining clothes you two had, you both kneeled down, grabbing the paint that was included in the packaging. There were five colors in total— red, peach, two shades of blue and white. You asked Jaehyun if the paint can easily be washed or safe to use, fortunately, they are. You were worried about having paint on your pussy and having to explain that to a doctor would be a nightmare. And that was tonight’s goal: to not have any paint near your private areas.
The two of you opened the caps of paint, drizzling some of them on the canvas, some on the exposed and easy to wash parts of your body like on your leg, knee, arm, his chest and his toned back. You weren’t sure on how this thing works, you’re an artist, someone familiar in nude art but nude art usingyourownbody? It was like a whole new world for you. Jaehyun suggests for you to ride him because it would be much easier to get rid of the paint already as they might stick on your hair. The paint on your palm prints on the canvas the moment you hold onto it for balance as your boyfriend helps you guide his hard cock to your embarrassingly wet pussy.
“You’re filthy, Jeong Jaehyun.” You moan, feeling his dick stretch your walls as you sink down. “O-oh, fuck…”
Jaehyun’s hand rests on your hips, guiding you and taking the lead for the first few seconds. He lets out a groan when he feels you clench around him. When he is certain that you are able to work on your own, his hands travel on your breasts, kneading them— his right hand that was once covered in peach paint, all transferred to your boobs. He wipes the remaining paint on the canvas, leaving a visible handprint. Then again, you started to pick up the pace, causing his hands to move back to your hips.
“Slowly baby, we’ve got the time in our hands.” He said, lifting his upper body to plant a kiss on your lips and lie down again. “I’ll take the lead, hmm?”
You nodded your head, placing your white and red colored palms on his chest, marking your hand on it.
“Fuck baby, you look so fucking hot.” He said, “I love you being on top, but fuck— switch. I gotta fuck you on my favorite position.”
Satisfied (because you were tired), you pulled out of him, you both moaned in sync. On fours, ass up, head down. The breasts that Jaehyun colored paints something on the canvas, specifically on the place where he laid his back earlier, mixing the colors of peach and blue altogether. You let out a gasp when Jaehyun enters you wholly and drags his cock out, running it on your wet slit.
“Pretty pussy.” He said, forcefully slamming his hips again and earning a loud moan from you. “You told me earlier that I’m filthy, you’re filthy too, baby. Look at you taking my cock so well with paint all over your body.”
You whine when you felt a sting on your buttcheeks and his hand running on the place he just spanked, “What would you tell the people in the gallery, pretty? Imagine their reactions when you tell them this is our masterpiece because the materials you used are our bodies…”
“I- oh my god, J-jae faster—” You started gripping on the canvas, crumpling the cloth. You could feel paint come contact with your cheek as Jaehyun rammed into you faster, like what you said. His nails dig on the skin of your hips, you were pretty sure it will leave a few marks there later. “J-jae, fuck, baby- I’m close… please…”
You clench harder, unable to take the pace he was in. You could hear the plastic underneath the cloth you were laying on move as his feet dug onto it. He was letting out loud groans as he pounded into you harshly, abusing your pussy - at this point, you were starting to see stars. If possible, the inside of your head as you kept on rolling your eyes in pleasure.
“Pussy… feels so… fucking good.”
The moment you released, you felt as if a lump somewhere in your body was finally out, but Jaehyun wasn’t at his climax yet and was not satisfied with the position. He instructs you to turn around, pulling his dick out before helping you flip yourself. You were now in a missionary position; one leg was pushed to your chest while Jaehyun rams himself inside of you again. Your stained hands grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him close to you as he tried to reach his climax. Each thrust he gives; you roll your eyes in pleasure.
“N-near…” He whispered against your jaw before planting a kiss on it.
By the time he painted your walls white, you came for the second time.
“Jaehyun, I saw on the news that Y/N was one of the highest paid artists in that gallery the other day.” Ten says to Jaehyun after bumping into him in the halls of their company. “That painting is amazing.”
“Yeah, well, we never really got to thank you.” Confused, Ten asked him what he had to do about your painting. “Oh, well, Y/N was actually having a hard time thinking about what she had to paint… I thought of your song - Paint Me Naked, and… well, boom!We created a masterpiece.”
The older didn’t know what to feel - honored that the piece you made was inspired by his song or that his friend just used his song to have sex with you. “Well, um, I don’t know what to feel - s-should I be honored or…?” Then it hit him, “Man fuck you, you ruined the song for me…”
This is a mini-series written by theje0ngs to celebrate her first year of writing here on tumblr. The memories will be unlocked every now and then so make sure to watch out and share a memory with Jaehyun, Sungchan and theje0ngs!
We’ve all experienced joy, sadness, anger, andfear in our lives.
Like Riley’s memories, the memories we made are kept somewhere in our brain.
These memories have brought significant changes in one’s life, the memories that brought joy, sadness, anger, andfear to Jaehyun and Sungchan’s lives.
It’s Christmas Eve and Y/n is not expecting Jaehyun to be home until Christmas day. But it seems that Y/n is going to be getting an early Christmas present.
Part of the long term couples series but can be read as a stand alone.
Jaehyun quietly unlocks the door to your apartment and toes off his shoes in the entryway before he silently makes his way down the hallway towards your bedroom. He had told you that he wouldn’t be back until Christmas day but him and the rest of his members had been able to wrap up the video shoot early and were back in Korea by Christmas Eve. Jaehyun had thought about calling you and letting you know that he was going to be back sooner than planned but he had decided to wait and surprise you instead.
As Jaehyun makes his way down the hallway he looks into the living room and sees your Christmas tree with the lights on and a few presents sitting under the tree. Jaehyun remember when you had dragged the fake tree out of your closet and told him that the two of you were going to decorate the tree together and you didn’t want to hear any complaining from him. When he was about to open his mouth to protest you quickly shut him down by saying “We are doing this as a couple, and I know it’s lame, but I want to do this.”
That had gotten him to shut his mouth and help you set up the tree and decorate it. Once the tree was done Jaehyun had to admit that he enjoyed decorating the tree and he had a strong feeling that the reason had to do with the person who was standing next to him admiring the work that they had done together. Jaehyun adds his present for you to the rest of the gifts before he turns off the lights and continues down the hallway.
Gently pushing open the door to your room Jaehyun sees you laying on your side, legs tucked up close to your chest, one of your hands is tucked under your cheek. Jaehyun found it cute that you slept like that whenever he wasn’t next to you. As much as you liked to claim that you weren’t a cuddler in sleep you were. Once you started to drift off to sleep you would turn into him and thrown a leg and arm over him. There had even been times when he had woken up on his side with you curled around him face pressed into his back.
Moving to the bed Jaehyun sat down on the side and reached out towards you. He ran the back of his hand down the side of your face causing you to stir. Your face scrunched up in annoyance and your eyes started too slowly open. You looked up at him and blinked away the sleep and confusion at seeing him earlier than you had planned. Jaehyun smiled down at you letting you wake up and get your bearings.
“Hi,” you whisper your voice filled with sleep. “When did you get back?”
“Landed about two hours ago and came here as soon as I could.” Jaehyun told you. You nodded your head in understanding still not fully awake. You scoot over in the bed making room for Jaehyun.
“Lay with me,” you tell him. Jaehyun smiles at you before he crawls into bed with you. The two of you lay on your sides facing one another. You waited about two seconds before you moved right into Jaehyun space.
“I didn’t think I’d be seeing you until tomorrow.” You tell his chest. Your hand starts to trace up and down his side. The touch of your fingertips is so soft Jaehyun can barely feel it and he finds the motion calming.
“We finished early and were able to convince management to let us go home early to be with those we care about for the holiday.” He tells you his voice starting to fade out as he starts to let the tiredness from work and traveling set in.
“I’m glad that you’re here,” you whisper as you notice that Jaehyun is starting to drift off.
“Me too. I was worried that I wouldn’t get to spend Christmas with you,” Jaehyun admits. You snuggle in closer to him and kiss his chest.
“You made it, with plenty of time to spare,” Jaehyun nods his head in agreement.
“Made it in time to spend Christmas Eve with you and then wake up and do Christmas day the right way. Now sleep Y/n otherwise Santa won’t come, and you won’t have any presents to open on Christmas day.”
“You can just tell me that you’re tired Jaehyun you don’t have to make up stories about Santa coming. I’m an adult and know the truth.” You inform him.
“Shh, let’s just pretend for tonight that he’s real and embrace all the magic that Christmas brings with it. Now close your eyes and dream of sugar plums.”
You’re about to tease Jaehyun and ask him when he became such a knowledgeable man about Christmas. But you can see the exhaustion that is written all over his face and how he is fighting to stay awake and talk with you and while you want to you talk more to him and enjoy having him back home you know that you’ll have all day tomorrow with him which is more than what you were originally going to get.
“Alright, let’s sleep and dream of sugar plums,” you stretch up and gently touch your lips to Jaehyun’s “Merry Christmas Jaehyun.”
“Merry Christmas Y/n.” Jaehyun tells you before he drifts off to sleep. You snuggle into him with a smile on your face, eyes closed, and instead of dreaming about sugar plums you dream about yours and Jaehyun’s first Christmas together.
