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Jaehyun x Reader Summary: he says “I love you” for the first time~ Genre: fluff

A/N: My first post everyone! And oddly enough it’s about Jaehyun and not Mark, huh. I surprise myself. Let me know what you think!

He’s been away all day and he hasn’t texted once. The little knot of worry in your stomach has grown massive and keeps you on your toes and you’re just a minor inconvenience away from growing hysterical.

He had been worried too last night - hadn’t been able to talk about anything else than the choreographer grilling him over and over, giving him remarks and criticising him and making him redo stuff until even the other boys had reacted to it. The other boys had been given today off and only Jaehyun had been expected to show up, early in the morning, and you had expected him back hours ago. He won’t be seeing the light of day today, because the sun’s already dipping down below the horizon.

Question is if he’s even had time to eat. The breakfast you’d made when he was in the shower had gone mostly uneaten because he tends to eat poorly when he’s worried, and the dinner you’ve prepared will need to be reheated whenever he shows up.

If he even shows up tonight. It’s already late evening and it wouldn’t surprise you at all if he stays at the dorms over the night to avoid traveling. The idea hurts. You haven’t been dating for long, maybe 3 months by now, but he hasn’t spent many nights away from your apartment. Your bed feels awfully huge whenever he stays in the dorms and there’s a new silence in your flat, one that wasn’t here 3 months ago before you got used to having him here.

Not to mention the silence of your phone. Not having a text message waiting for you at all times feels strange. Normally there’s a new one whenever you unlock it, and today you haven’t gotten a single one - well, not from him anyway. His absence is overpowering and so noticeable that you can almost touch it.

You ought to eat some dinner yourself, but you can’t shake the little hope that he might still show up. Maybe his phone died. Maybe he went to the dorms after practice to take a nap and ended up sleeping way longer than intended. Maybe the choreographer didn’t behave like an asshole today and push him to his limit.

Or maybe he did. This new choreographer is apparently known for being difficult to work with. Somehow SM had reasoned that his choreographies are worth it. The worry turns into anger at the blink of an eye and you glare at the clock. 9 o’clock in the evening. Those assholes are working him to the bone. They don’t deserve him. The second his contract is up, he should sprint out of SM’s building for the last time and never look back. Those bastards. Those bastards-

The door opens, left unlocked in case he’d show up, and Jaehyun stumbles into the hallway, dropping his bag and coat on the floor and kicking his shoes off in one swift movement. Your worry is back in an instant and when you get up from the chair to greet him, he tugs you into an embrace and slams the two of you together before you can get a proper look at him. His arms lock around you, lock you tightly together, and you listen to his hurried breathing, feel his hurried heartbeat, feel the faint scent of sweat from underneath his sweater. Your hands sneak up along his back, holding him even closer, and you dig your fingers into the fabric of his sweater, wishing furiously that you could give him more comfort than just a hug.

He burrows his head into your hair and takes a deep breath, and then pecks you on top of your head before releasing you from the embrace. His hands linger on your shoulders and when you finally get to look up at him, a cautious excitement starts trickling into your body. His eyes are full of satisfaction and pride, and the little smirk in his mouth leaves no doubt - things went well today.

“Well, tell me!” you hurry him, and he chuckles.

“Good evening to you too,” he says and then sniffs in the air. “Did you make lasagna?”

“I did. You’ll get some when you’ve told me about today. Maybe even a back rub if you tell me every little detail.”

“Not a foot massage?”

“Did you shower after practice?”

Jaehyun shakes his head, making his unstyled, thick hair swivel around his head.

“A back rub it is then.”

He pouts with his lips and whines, as if knowing just how attractive he is when he looks all needy and pleading.

“Or a blow job,” you suggest, as matter of factly as you can, and Jaehyun’s eyes light up with both humor and interest. He tilts his head and smirks, revealing that he’s both amused and turned on.

“Not both?” he asks, tilting his head cutely to the other side, and now it’s your time to chuckle. But after seeing him so worried yesterday, you feel like giving him anything you can.

“Both it is, but let’s eat first.”

He smiles down at you with all of his face and grabs your hand when you go to the kitchen. He starts talking about how the choreographer had been in a better mood today, and how he had managed to relax and do better as a result. As you portion out the lasagna to heat up in the microwave, he starts looking alarmed.

“Wait, you didn’t eat yet?” he says, and when you look up at him to shake your head, he’s suddenly close to you, so close that you put down the silverware and turn towards him, just as his hand comes up to grab your chin and pull you into a kiss. It’s so out of nowhere that you try to pull back and when you do, his eyes are so soft, full of awe and maybe gratitude? And you’re just about to ask him why the sudden kisses, when he smiles and says it.

“I love you.”

Oh. Oh. Your insides turn into warm mush and when he kisses you again, you can barely kiss back because of the smile tugging at your lips. He presses his lips against yours and lock them together, slips his tongue into your mouth and draws tiny circles against yours, draws the kiss out until you feel out of breath and finally have to push his shoulders back to get him to break it off.

“Aren’t you gonna let me reply?” you ask, out of breath and giggling as he’s still trying to keep the kisses coming, managing to place a playful peck on your talking lips. He chuckles at your question and gives you another kiss, another long, drawn out one that makes your legs feel untrustworthy, before replying.

“No,” he says and chuckles, leaning in for yet another kiss, and you laugh and grab his shoulder to keep him at an arm’s length.

“What, don’t you want to hear me say it?” you ask, scanning his face for some explanation, and the look of awe and realisation that takes over his face tells you everything you need to know.

“Wait, you love me?” he asks as if to cement it for you, that yes, he sincerely doubted you felt the same. His voice sounds so small, as if he’s just a boy rather than a full grown man, and amazed, as if he’s gotten a some spectacular Christmas gift.

It feels oddly endearing and like a gut punch at the same time.

“I do, I love you,” you say. Nothing has ever felt more obvious, and yet he’s managed to not pick up on it.

“Really?”

His voice has lightened up like all of him - his smile, his eyes, his posture, his hands holding on to your wrists as you’re still holding him at an arm’s length. You sigh and tug at his shoulders, and for the second time that evening his body slams into yours. His large frame engulfs you in a hug and you rest your head against his neck and hair.

“Yes, I do, of course I do.”

You can feel his heartbeat again, with your hand resting against his chest. There’s something so comforting about feeling the steady rhythm, and today’s hurried beats mirror your own excitement.

“Can you say it again?”

You giggle into his hair but obey.

“I love you.”

“Again.”

You giggle even more and so does he, making you shake inside his giggling embrace.

“I love you.”

“Again.”

“Aren’t you gonna get tired of hearing me say it if we keep this up?” you ask, giving him a quick kiss on the side of his neck, right below his jaw.

“I’ll never get tired of it."

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