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[r1v3raq]

lee jaehyun | hyunjae x gender neutral reader

. . . suggestive ; lovers ; non-idol au ; teasing ; kissing ; tension ; young adult hyunjae and reader ; curse words ; reader is obsessed with hyunjae's chest ; hyunjae with tattoos

➣ lowercase intended | word count: 1.8k

➣ minors dni — lots of licking, kissing and biting, but the action does not go all the way (not the type who writes suggestive stuff, i apologize if it doesn't meet your expectations)

tw: none

english is not my first language. i apologise if i made some mistakes. feel free to correct me :)

𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

there were a lot of things you loved about your boyfriend. his big brown eyes, broad shoulders, his tattoos all over his upper body — which of those made him ten times more attractive.

you adored the way he got excited at the smallest things, the way he passionately talked about his special interests or when he started peppering kisses on your face every time he found out you cooked his favorite food.

you also loved his big chest. the only problem with that was the inability to take your eyes off of it. not when he was wearing those tops that were a bit tight for him, which he didn't really care about. whenever he appeared in front of you, it was like a switch flipped inside your mind and you could only focus on his perfect curves. as embarrassing as it sounds, you almost drooled at the sight.

so the audacity this man had, when one day he decided to show up at home in a tight, black long-sleeve, you lost the ability to think straight.

he happily acknowledged that you cooked his favorite, but you couldn't care less at that moment, because his chest bulged out through the tight top.

“i can't wait to eat!” he licked his lips, after attacking you with kisses.

“me neither” you blurted out while staring at him with a hazy look. “but i guess i have to wait until dessert.”

hyunjae threw you a questioning look by raising one of his eyebrows. “it's nothing. let's eat dinner first.” you said after giving him a peck on the lips.

he wanted to ask you something but you hurried to the kitchen. he shrugged it off, following you to finally eat. he was starving.

and so were you. as you were sitting across each other, you were able to take a look at his chest properly. he had never worn this top before, that was sure. did he buy a new one and didn't tell you? and he went to work looking like that?

you both were almost done with dinner when hyunjae suddenly put down his fork and looked at you.

“is there something on my shirt?” he asked hesitantely after noticing you staring at him.

feeling embarrassed and jealous, you shook your head a bit too intensely. you couldn't tell him how obsessed you were at his chest after all.

“i just zoned out.” you lied again. it was pretty obvious for hyunjae that this was a lie and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

“if there's something bothering you, tell me.” he answered.

you put down the fork you were holding in your hand, just like hyunjae did a few moments ago. after taking a breath, you opened your mouth.

“since when do you have that top?”

a sign of confusion was visible on your boyfriend's face for a moment, then that concern turned into a smirk.

“oh, this?” he looked down at his own upper body, seemingly satisfied to have this effect on you. “i bought this a few days ago. why?”

the audacity this man had to act so cocky when he found out what your problem was. it made you frustrated in many ways.

“you seriously showed up like this at work? you didn't even tell me you got this for some reason. was it because you wanted me to get jealous? because if that's the case, then it worked!” the words just kept coming from your mouth. with each word your face flushed more.

a few seconds passed in silence before hyunjae’s grin grew bigger. he clasped his hands together in front of his chest, making his breasts stretch even more through the clothing as he leaned forward. you wanted to groan at the sight.

“honestly? i'm sorry i didn't tell you, i never thought you'd get this upset over it. i just wanted to surprise you but apparently, it didn't go as i planned.” he sounded regretful, but his smug smile said otherwise. “how can i make it up to you?”

hearing the question, you stood up and reached for him. grabbing him both sides of his neck, you bent down to kiss hyunjae passionately. you almost knocked down the glasses of the table with how heated you were.

you pulled yourself back and rushed to him to reach him without any obstacles. your boyfriend stared at you with an intense look, making you feel dizzy for a moment.

“i think begging for my forgiveness is the least you can do.” you started as you sat on his lap. “never wear something like this to work ever again. i don't want anyone to see your body like this, do you hear me?” you moved your head towards his neck. after pulling away the collar of the top, you started placing kisses on his skin.

the kisses turned into gentle bites. you heard hyunjae sucking his breath in as he trembled under you. it felt too good to think about anything at all.

“i am very sorry, sweetheart.” he apologized again, being lost in the moment, feeling dazed. he loved when you initiated things first.

“calling me like that won't work on me this time.” you murmured at his skin, but deep inside you melt after hearing what he said. you both know it always worked.

hyunjae didn't answer, only moaned in satisfaction as you sucked on his neck. that will definitely leave a sign later, but none of you cared.

pulling away from him, you looked right at his chest. seeing it closer made you even more worked up. even though you've seen him shirtless a few times before, the sight of him wearing tight tops was something you never got used to.

“do you want me to take it off?” he asked, sounding whiny and impatient. you loved when he was at a state like this, feeling desperate for your touch and attention.

“not yet.” you gave him a mischievous smile as you watch his eyebrow rising up. he groaned, clearly dissatisfied with your answer, but he quickly closed his mouth shut when you licked one of his breasts through the fabric.

it was unbelievably hot for your boyfriend to see you act like this. “fuck, i need more.” he demanded, voice all hoarse and breathy.

you couldn't reject him even if you wanted to, so you placed your tongue on the other side and started working on his chest, trying to get every sound out of your boyfriend.

when you felt like he needed something more, you started with light bites on his chest. hyunjae let out a broken sob, placing his hands on your shoulder and giving them a nice grip.

he thought he would go crazy if he didn't get rid of his clothes, so he pushed you away and held you down by your waist while gazing at you hungrily. he looked wrecked. face flushed, neck full of slightly visible bite marks and his long-sleeve with wet spots on his breasts. he never looked better in your eyes.

he quickly took off his top, letting him half-naked in front of you. the tattoos in his collarbone, arm and chest made him look mesmerizing.

“please.” he mouthed at your mouth right before locking your lips together. still sitting on his lap, you felt him growing harder under you.

“please what?” you asked knowing damn well what he wanted. still, you wanted to tease him for everything he had done to you today.

"please touch me.” he begged, eyeing you while saying it.

that did the trick. you took no time diving your head into his chest again, placing both your hands on it while sucking it everywhere you could.

“god, why are you so attractive, lee jaehyun? everything about you is perfect, but this right here” — you sucked on his right breast before continuing it — “is the most perfect thing i've ever seen and tasted.”

hyunjae felt lustful, desire pining up in his stomach as he let you devour him. he never thought anyone would worship his chest, but you were there, doing it like it was the most simple thing in the world.

he reached for your face with both of his hands, pulling it away from your chest. scanning your face, he thought he might go crazy by the way you looked. “i love you.” he whispered, then leaned forward to give you a kiss.

you smiled into the kiss, feeling fuzzy inside. it always felt amazing when he said it. it was passionate, honest and a little bit desperate because of the current state he was in. you got him worked up with your actions.

“i love you too.” you confessed, putting your arms around his neck and deepening the kiss.

after minutes that felt like forever, you both pulled away, breathing heavily.

“now i know why you said you have to wait until dessert.” hyunjae chuckled.

your face got red after he said that. “i wasn't thinking when i said that.” you admitted, feeling shy after all this.

your boyfriend gave you a grin.

“i cannot believe you thought i wouldn't notice your obsession with my chest. it was obvious ever since we started dating.”

you hit his chest once, but not strong enough for him to hurt.

“so you did it on purpose!”

he feigned pain before he started explaining himself.

“yes, i did, but let me tell you something.” he stated, leaning closer to your ear. “no one at work saw me like that. i was wearing my coat and that pretty much covered everything. so you got jealous for nothing, dear.”

with the smug smile on his face and the fact you got possessive over him for something that didn't even happen, you felt your face heating up.

embarrassment taking over, you hit his chest again, this time with greater force. he groaned in pain.

“you're an asshole, did you know that?” you asked, but not being actually angry, rather embarrassed.

“i'm sorry. i'll make it up to you. how does that sound, sweetheart?”

it sounded like a promise and you couldn't be more excited for him to keep that.

"i like that. let's go to our room.” you insisted, climbing down from your boyfriend and dragging him to the bedroom. he giggled, not being able to resist your charm — he would never want to do that anyways.

the door closed after the two of you, dinner long forgotten.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: hey!! so i'm back after a decade with me thirsting over hyunjae's chest. on christmas. and it's currently 1:55 AM. yeah, i guess it just happened lmao. i have no explanation for my absence, i guess i just didn't have the motivation to write, but i finally managed to motivate myself! last time i wrote i was in high school, now i'm in university. that's actually insane... i'll try to be more active i swear!

this is actually my first time writing something suggestive, i hope it wasn't too bad. if you managed to read it to the end, thank you so much! let me know if it was good or if it needs something.

merry christmas to everyone who celebrates it and happy holidays! <3

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✧ MASTERLIST ✧

ENHYPEN ♡ TXT ♡ &TEAM

THE BOYZ ♡ BOYNEXTDOOR ♡ ATEEZ

fluff/comfort: ♡ suggestive: ☆ angst: ✧

ENHYPEN

⊹ my perfect boy — jake (♡)

⊹ one latte please — jake (♡)

THE BOYZ

⊹ hyunjae's chest — hyunjae (☆)

[r1v3raq]

My perfect boy

sim jaeyun x trans male reader

. . . fluff ; hurt/comfort ; crying ; pet names ; non-idol AU ; jake as your sweet & caring boyfriend ; kissing ; first year anniversary celebrating

➣ lowercase intended | word count: 2.4k

➣ the reader gets called “pretty” etc

➣ the reader had top surgery ; !! ftm reader !!

tw: mentioned transphobia ; body dysmorphia ; self hate ; intention of self harm

english is not my first language. i apologise if i made some mistakes. feel free to correct me :)

𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

jake had a pretty tiring day at work, so now he just wants to get home and prepare for the best night ever. even at work, he was thinking about you, since today is your first year anniversary.

this day has to be special.

he’s tapping with his fingers on the steering wheel as his thoughts circle around you. how badly he wants to cuddle you right now, pepper your face with kisses, admire your attractive face and listen to your voice. but no matter how badly he wants to do these right now, he has to finish his surprise for you, that’s why he goes home hours earlier.

jake has always been a clingy person, but ever since he got together with you, — according to his friends, — he got ten times worse. he just can’t get enough of you. the urge to refrain himself from hugging and placing small kisses on your face is always a big challenge for him.

that’s why he feels the need to make this night perfect for you. he planned everything a few months ago, just that he can get home sooner than he usually does. his boss wasn’t happy about it, but jake doesn’t really care about it. he wants to make you happy.

the moment he gets home, he starts his work right away. he spreads some artificial rose petals onto the floor, from the main door to your bedroom. he knows it’s cheesy but he has always wanted to try it, so he thought he would give it a shot.

then he goes to the kitchen and takes out the ingredients — which he bought in advance just to be sure he can be prepared — and starts cooking your favorite food. he keeps looking at the clock, checking from time to time, calculating how much time he has before you get home.

he's listening to his favorite songs as he cooks, humming the lyrics, sometimes even shaking his hips to the rhythm.

as he finishes, there's only one thing left to do. jake places a lot of candles — with your favorite scent — in every room and lights them. then he goes to your shared bedroom to change his clothes. he knows what kind of style do you like on him, so he puts on those kind of clothes.

he smiles as he tries to guess what your reaction will be. he knows you tend to forget things — such as birthdays or special events — because of all the things you stress about, so it’s mostly him who reminds you of these. but as long as he can surprise you, he doesn't mind.

he turns off all the lights, so now everything is dark, except for the dim light of the candles. he sits down on the couch and checks the time on his phone. it’s almost time for you to arrive.

a few minutes later, jake hears the sound of your footsteps. he takes a deep breath as he hears you insert the key to the lock. he gets up from the furniture and slowly walks towards the front door.

「 ☆ 」

after you open the door the next thing you see is your boyfriend’s face. he’s smiling widely as he leans to the wall.

you almost drop everything out of your hand.

jake comes closer and welcomes you with a warm hug. he peppers kisses on your face as he says “happy first anniversary dear!”

that is the moment when you can't hold your tears back anymore. you press yourself to jake close and start sobbing. the last thing you want to do is ruining jake's mood, but everything bottled up and seeing jake smiling and waiting for you with probably a lot of surprises — as you know how your boyfriend can be when it comes to special events — does not help your situation.

as expected, jake's smile immediately disappears from his face as the worry takes over. he brings one hand to your face and carefully starts rubbing your cheek.

“love? what's wrong?” he asks in a quiet tone, slightly pushing you away so he can look at you properly.

you don't utter a word, because you feel like if you say anything, you won't be able to stop.

“let's just go inside first, alright?” he asks after a couple seconds of silence. you nod.

he closes the door behind you after you both step inside. you see the beautiful lights of the candles, the petals on the floor and you feel even worse. and when the smell of your favorite food reaches your nose, the urge to scream grows stronger.

“i’m so sorry.” that's all you say before you break down completely, crying and sniffing loudly. you feel your knees getting weak but before you could drop down on the floor, jake grabs you by your hips and carries you to the coach. he quickly goes to the switch and turns on the lights, then he comes back to sit next to you, your legs pressed together as he leans closer and hugs you tightly.

“why are you sorry? what happened? you know i’m here for you sweetheart.”

he patiently waits for you as you cry loudly into his shoulders. his clothing around his shoulder is soaked by the amount of tears you dropped on it, but he doesn't mind.

it seems like an eternity, when you finally start to feel better. after taking a deep breath, you try to calm down.

“do you want to talk about it dear, hm?” murmurs jake close to your ears as he starts peppering little kisses on your face.

you can't help but smile at his affectionate side. jake always knows how to help you get through situations like these. because of course, a sudden outburst like this from you is not a new thing.

“i don’t want to ruin this day.” you sniffle, avoiding his gaze.

“who says you’re ruining it?” he sighs in a disappointed tone. “if you're not feeling okay, then celebrating it wouldn't make any sense. i don't want you to pretend to be happy when you're not.”

it has always been clear that jake is a good boyfriend. no, not good but the best you could ever ask for.

the uneasy feeling inside you did not disappear, but you're starting to think clearer as you did a few minutes ago.

“i don’t even know where to start.” you say it in a low tone. but jake waits patiently, one of his hands smoothing over the skin on your chin, and the other hand on your thighs while his gaze is on you all the time. “take your time, sweetheart.”

you inhale before you start talking.

“i didn’t forget about this day. i actually planned to get a special cake for you, but... something happened.” you have to take a deep breath so you can continue. “i just left the bakery when i bumped into someone. it was an old classmate of mine, and unfortunately he recognized me. he said really bad things about me and called me names, while his friends just stood there with a disgusted look on their face. it was horrible.”

with each word that left your mouth, jake's gaze got darker and darker.

“i tried to save the cake when they pushed me, but it got smashed. i did not want them to see me cry so i ran away. it was humiliating, just like the fact that i wasn't able to save your anniversary gift.” you start sobbing again.

your boyfriend doesn't say anything, instead he holds you tight. his hands find their way to your hair as he carefully caresses your head, waiting for you to continue.

“and i hate that even though i try everything to bury my past, people still find a way to throw me back and stab me where it hurts the most. i already hate myself so much, why do they have to make it worse? i know i’ll never be a boy, but why do they have to make me more miserable? why is it my fault that i hate who i was, no, who i am, because i will never ever be satisfied with how i look, sound or act. it's so unfair, i hate being jealous but in reality i've always felt envy to attractive boys with deeper voice and adam’s apple. i wish i was one of them. a real boy. i wish i didn’t have to pay for a surgery just to be who i am supposed to be. sometimes i want to hurt myself to actually feel that i'm real somehow, but at the same time i feel so lost and scared. i hate it!”

at the end of your speech you raise your voice. your mind is literally a mess. jake already knew you were struggling with these feelings, but you never got worked up like this before. everything really did bottle up inside you.

“and most of the time i feel like you deserve someone better. someone who is not a failure like me, who is prettier, smarter and more talented. someone whose life isn't shitty and is a better boyfriend.”

jake stays quiet through everything you say, but this time he slightly pulls himself away to look you in the eyes. they are full of emotions. anger, sadness, even disappointment.

it makes you stop talking.

he takes one of your hands and kisses the inside of your palm, near to your wrist.

“love... it must have been horrible to keep these only to yourself, so thank you for telling me. i know it's really hard for you, and i just want you to know that i’m so proud of you. it really hurts me to see you like this. if anyone deserves better in this world, it is you. how can you say those bad things about yourself? you’re the best boyfriend i could ask for. you're my perfect boy. and no one can change that, because no matter how you sound or look, you'll always be a boy. believe me dear. i have been nothing but sincere with you always, so i hope my words will actually get to you. let me help you and be there for you. i want you to always tell me when your overwhelmed with thoughts like these. you don't have to go through this alone, okay? and don't say you don't want to bother me because you could never do that.”

he's carefully choosing his words as he caresses your face. you force your tears to stop.

“and i swear, if i ever see those motherfuckers, they will regret everything they have done to you and they will be begging for your forgiveness. how dare they say those awful, untrue things about my partner? who is actually perfect, if you ask me.” he says as he keeps looking to your eyes.

you can't help but chuckle at his words.

“that's my boy.” he places a soft kiss on your cheek, then he reaches out one hand and wipes the tears from your face. “your smile is the prettiest. my bad, you are the prettiest.”

your gaze stays on him as you feel a warm feeling settling in your chest. you feel so lucky to have jake. your heart could explode by this overflowing adoration that he gives you.

“thank you, love.” you say to him as you lay your head on his shoulder and close your eyes. “can we stay like this for a few minutes?” you ask.

“of course.”

「 ☆ 」

“do you feel better?” asks jake a bit later. you nod in response. “good. but i’m here to listen if you have anything in your mind. i didn't want to interrupt you before.”

you take a deep breath while you interlace your fingers with jake's. a smile appears on his face at your action, but you don't notice it. your eyes are on his veiny hands.

“now, i just want to celebrate our first year anniversary with my boyfriend.”

this makes both of you smile at eachother.

“very well then. i cooked your favorite, as you can probably smell it. should we eat? are you hungry?”

“i wouldn't want to miss out on your cooking.” you murmur after placing a quick kiss on jake's lips, which you know it drives him crazy.

“don’t you want to give me a proper kiss?” asks your boyfriend with a cheeky smile.

the answer you prepared for him is straight up teasing.

“if the food is good enough, i will consider it.”

jake's reaction is priceless. his smile disappears from his face and pure flabbergast takes over. it almost makes you laugh out loud.

you stand up from the couch to make your way to the kitchen, but jake's hands find their way to your waist and pulls you back to him. as a result, you fall into his lap.

“i guarantee you, i cook really well, so give me the kiss in advance, please.” he whines.

you roll your eyes playfully at his words. needy jake is back. but you both know you can't resist him.

you turn your head to face your boyfriend and lean close to him. he looks at you with his doe eyes, waiting for you to speak.

“so childish. but since you asked so nicely–” you cut off your own sentence by placing your lips on his, causing him another surprise.

he closes his eyes as he places his hands on your waist, making you turn your whole body to his and pulling you even closer. it feels so good, you start to forget about all the bad things that happened to you today.

jake is here for you, and the thought he always will be makes you smile in satisfaction.

“i love you” he mumbles after breaking the kiss.

“i love you so much.” he repeats.

if anyone asked how you feel after hearing these words, it would be hard to answer. you heard him saying it many times already, but every time those words leave his mouth, it's like hearing it for the first time. the way he pours every emotion to his words, the way he softly holds you with his hands and the way he handles these situations makes you fall for him over and over again.

“i love you too, jaeyun.”

[r1v3raq]

One latte, please

sim jaeyun x male reader

. . . coffee shop au ; fluff ; love at first sight ; barista jake ; mutual pining ; strangers to lovers ; young adult jake x young adult reader

➣ lowercase intended | word count: 4k

➣ the reader gets called “pretty” etc

english is not my first language. i apologise if i made some mistakes. feel free to correct me :)

𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

there was something about that one coffee shop you've always gone to when you had time for it. maybe it was because the building was close to your apartment or because the coffee there was extremely delicious. but the truth is, it was because of that one guy.

the first time you saw him, you couldn't take off your eyes of him for a good minute. he had blonde hair, chocolate brown eyes and plumped lips. those pretty, pink and big lips you wanted to kiss so badly. you always had a weakness for pretty guys, but you didn't even know this case was that serious until you saw him.

he was standing behind the counter, waiting for customers while keeping an adorable smile on his face. he had a light brown apron tied tightly around his cruelly attractive narrow hips.

“good morning! what can i get for you?” he asked the most common question and your heart still started to beat like it wanted to get out of your chest. but who could've even judge you? even his voice sounded attractive.

a few seconds passed and you finally came to your senses.

“hello.” you said in an awkward tone, not sure how to act in front of a breathtaking person like him. “i'll have one latte, please. and that will be all.”

when you thought the boy couldn't be even more gorgeous, he gave you a wide smile as he nodded. for a second he licked his lower lip, which made him look like a puppy.

where he got this positive energy early in the morning, you didn't know. but one thing was sure: you knew you're going to be a regular customer there.

“would you like to drink it here or order a takeout?”

you thought it through. your first course started an hour later and you were nearby, so you decided to enjoy your time in the cafe.

“i'll drink here, thank you.” you answered quietly and he nodded.

after paying, you were waiting for your coffee when a sudden realization hit you. you were so distracted by the boy's face, you didn't even check the most important thing.

taking the chance you quickly peeked at his nametag. his name was written in capital letters.

JAKE.

couldn't this boy be any more perfect? maybe you were just too head over heels for a stranger, but even his name sounded charming to you.

“let's just calm down.” you thought and decided it would be better if you take a look at the inside of the building instead of drooling over a guy you saw a few minutes ago and became way too obsessed.

the cafe was anything but extraordinary. it was small and almost empty except for an old couple in the corner. the walls were light brown and there were some paintings placed around in different areas. you could hear some kind of music very softly from the speakers.

the place had a distinctly soothing feeling to it and you were ready to spend your free time here. you were hoping this place wasn't busy on the other weekdays too.

the calmness you just discovered got disturbed by a certain someone. you didn't mind it though, instead welcomed it very gladly.

“your latte is ready!” called out jake as he placed the cup on the edge of the counter.

you stepped forward and grabbed it, accompanied with a mumbled “thank you”.

out of all the tables, you chose to sit down on one of the corners where you could get a great view of the pretty boy but still be inconspicuous.

while you took a sip from the latte, you watched jake from afar. he was talking with another customer with that alluring smile he showed you before.

“he is so adorable.”

「 ☆ 」

from that on, going to that cafe was part of your daily schedule. you woke up earlier — just to be sure you can still go to the cafe and not be late from school —, dressed up, went to the said cafe and after having a delicious latte and a certain great view, you went to university.

every time you went to the shop, jake was there with his co–worker — the barista — a pink haired boy. they would always laugh and smile, their mood was just beyond positive. you felt like you could watch jake being happy for an eternity. no matter how many times you already saw him, your heart just wanted to explode whenever you heard his voice or see his stupidly sweet smile.

“good morning! what can i do for you today?” this was his question every time. and your answer was “can i get a latte for here, please?”

it was just as simple, not surprising since you were just a customer and he was just — a pretty boy who always made your days better with that gorgeous smile of his — a server.

and as you wished, the cafe wasn't that busy on other days too so you could always sit on that one corner just like you did for the first time. at some point it could be said that it was your seat.

sometimes you watched jake serving customers but there were times when you spent your time doing your essays and homework. it was a lot easier to concentrate there with the soft music and less people than in other cafes.

even at times when jake wasn't in the shop because his shift started earlier or later, you still enjoyed going there because of its vibe.

the major reason for going there was still the presence of the boy, so whenever you left the place, you were wishing you could talk to him normally without feeling like a creep for starting a conversation with a stranger.

not only the cafe, but for some reason he felt like a safe place and you wanted nothing more but explore that feeling further.

「 ☆ 」

weeks passed, and before you could blink two times, winter has already arrived. the mornings were dark and cold, sometimes you had a really hard time to get out of bed.

there was a saturday morning when you had nothing to do, so you decided to go outside and get some fresh air.

you were wearing a black coat with oversized trousers. there was a brown scarf wrapped around your neck, keeping you warm. while you were walking in the streets, soft music was playing from your headphones.

you knew that if you go outside and start walking somewhere, you’ll go to the cafe sooner or later. it was just like walking home at this point.

as usual, spending your money on coffee almost every single day wasn’t necessary because you could just drink some at home, but of course, you wanted to see jake. the more you saw him the more you felt the need to talk to him. but it never felt right.

“what would i even say to him? how would i start the conversation? how am i supposed to know if he’s single? or the most important thing... how should i find out if he’s attracted to boys? and even if he is, why would he talk to a total stranger like me?”

always the same questions but feeling you’ll never get the answers. still, you didn’t want to give up.

it was weird to think how could a single person make your day better only with their presence. jake could do it, and he always did. that was the reason why you get attached to him, even if you didn’t know anything about his personality. because of course, people can act different in their workplace. but jake felt real. and you wanted to believe that he’s a good person and giving yourself a normal reason for liking a stranger out of nowhere not just because of their appearance.

you arrived at the café.

you couldn't wait to see him. it was always the highlight of your day to take a sight of jake.

that's why the smile immediately faded from your face when you stepped inside and realized jake wasn't in the shop. he should have been there, according to his shift you learned throughout the weeks. but instead, the pink haired guy – sunoo – stood behind the counter with another co–worker.

“maybe he’s just in the bathroom?” you thought hopefully.

to not make it obvious that you’re waiting for jake, you wiped your shoes on the doormat for a bit of time. then you took off your headphones and put it in your bag, hoping for jake to appear. but he didn't do it, so you slowly approached the counter, where sunoo welcomed you with a grin.

“good morning! what can i get you?”

this time, you didn't feel the need to sit on the counter and enjoy the place’s vibe. it was not the same somehow. you wanted jake.

“hello. i would like to order a hot chocolate for takeout.” you answered – with a hinted disappointment in your voice –  while taking out your credit card from your wallet.

for some reason, the boy looked at you with a knowing smile and you couldn't help but raise your left eyebrow in curiosity. you didn't say a word though, just quietly narrowed your card to the terminal to pay.

suddenly you heard sunoo hinting something.

“he's sick.”

you stared at him confused.

“what?”

“jake is sick, that's why he's not here today.” sunoo said it like he knew you were worried about the boys whereabouts.

“okay?” you tried to act nonchalantly but deep inside you felt relieved and worried at the same time.

and maybe you were just bad at acting or the boy was some kind of mind-reader, anyhow, his smile grew wider.

“i'm just saying.” he shrugged and handed out your order to his co–worker.

your head was a mess. hundreds of questions ran through your head while you stood there in silence.

“why would he tell me something like that? how does he know i was looking for him? am i that obvious? or is this a joke? what was his purpose with this? am i overreacting?”

you didn't know how much time passed with worrying until sunoo called out.

“your hot chocolate is ready!”

you took the drink while avoiding the boy’s gaze. when you thought it couldn’t be worse, he said something which left you in complete shock.

“don't worry, he will be back in a few days.”

you never left the building faster than that day.

「 ☆ 」

the pink haired boy kept his promise. five days later jake was back with a delightful look.

all the stress which was draining you out in the past week left when you spotted him. he looked pretty tired but his smile remained the same. beautiful and blissful.

you felt the happiness growing inside your stomach as you observed the boy.

after closing the door behind yourself, you took a look at your seat. “it's empty, what a relief.”

it's not like you couldn't sit somewhere else but you felt like you owned that table.

when you walked to the counter, jake was already waiting for you with a certain someone. sunoo.

after that one conversation you couldn't even look at him for some reason. it felt like he knows more than you want to and that could lead to many awkward moments.

“hello!” they greeted and you did it as well with the same tone, looking right into jake's eyes.

you thought he would ask that typical question, — which would be normal of course — but this time, he did something different.

“i assume you want the usual?”

for a moment your brain shut down. he remembers what's your regular order? honestly it would be strange not to remember, considering how many times you visited this place and most of the time ordered the same drink, but you just couldn't care about it. not when it was about jake. it felt ten times better.

“yeah.” that's all you could get out of your mouth at the moment.

“and what name should i call when it’s done?”

you slightly raised your eyebrow with a confused look on your face. they never asked this before. they just knew who they should bring the coffee to since they didn’t have that many customers. they either went to the table and gave you the coffee or shouted the coffee’s name you ordered and said it’s done.

you told jake your name in a quiet tone. after he said “we’ll bring it to you in a minute”, you rushed to your seat.

today was strange in every way possible. not only did jake act differently, but somehow the way he talked and looked at you felt weirder. you couldn’t tell why though. it was just a feeling.

you kept peeking at the boy, who was whispering with sunoo. suddenly, both of them looked at you. you snatched your head away, but it was too late. it was obvious that you were looking at him. them acting suspiciously made you feel more anxious than usual.

“it’s okay, even if sunoo said something to him, he would think i just want some friends.” you thought hopefully, calming yourself.

trying to act normal, you took out your phone from your bag and started swiping on social media. it wasn’t that interesting, but you couldn’t risk getting caught again by jake and sunoo for staring.

a few minutes later, jake went to your table with your latte and placed it on the table. you murmured “thank you” without looking at him.

little did you know, jake looked back at sunoo nervously, who only nodded to him. then jake cleared his throat, in order for you to raise your head and look at him. he was already staring at you, while holding a plate with a piece of cake on it.

“you’re our regular guest, which we really appreciate, so please accept this. it’s on the house.” then jake placed the plate in front of you. “i hope you’re not allergic to nuts, but if you are, then i’ll bring something else.”

you felt your heart pumping intensely in your chest as you gazed at the boy. he was so adorable, you had to fight the urge to say something really reckless.

“oh, thank you so much.” you smiled at him heartwarmingly. “don’t worry, i’m not allergic to it. i’ll definitely eat it.” you said, and jake’s smile grew wider at hearing your words.

he nodded, and went back to the counter. you watched as sunoo raised his hand and showed a thumbs up to jake, who said something to him with the face of a man who just came back from the battlefield.

while taking a bite from the cake, you felt some hope crawling into you as you looked at jake again.

“maybe i should talk to him.”

「 ☆ 」

your hands were shaking in your pocket as you were standing in front of the counter. there were no guests around and sunoo wasn’t near, so it was a now or never moment.

after paying for your coffee, you took a deep breath and looked at jake.

“hey.” you felt your voice trembling.

the boy raised his eyes.

“yes?”

“where is the confidence i felt minutes ago?” you thought hopelessly. “what should i say? god, this is so awkward.”

just in time, sunoo stepped closer to jake, who still didn’t take off his eyes of you. he was waiting for what you wanted to say.

“thanks for the cake, again. goodybe.” you bowed slightly, then quickly turned and left the building, not even giving them a chance to answer.

you felt defeated. “i don’t think i can do this. god, if it turns out he has a partner and i just misread his actions, then i’ll never set foot in that building ever again. i would just rather stay silent.”

「 ☆ 」

the next day was awful in many ways. you woke up late, although you could’ve swore you never slept through your alarm before, and you had no reason to do it today. you tripped on the corridor in front of everyone and almost fell of the stairs. your only friend wasn’t in school because he was sick, so you had no one to talk to. you had no time to eat breakfast, so until lunch, you were really hungry.

after a terrible day like this, you didn’t have the energy to go to the café in the afternoon. “maybe it’s better this way.” you thought. “i won’t make myself a total idiot in front of jake.”

but as you were sitting in your apartment alone, you felt more lonely than ever. after spending hours in the café almost every day, it has become the only place to go besides your friend’s place where you felt comfort.

you were laying on your bed, facing the ceiling. the room was dark, the only light you had on was a small lamp on your right. your mind was full of thoughts, not leaving you alone.

in moments like this, you’ve felt more miserable than ever. you wanted to have someone, a support, a person to talk to when you felt low. you needed someone.

you checked your phone with a sigh. 9:23 PM. “the café closes at 10:00 PM and tonight the shift is jakes.” you thought. “wait, why am i even thinking about it? there’s no point for me to go there. why would i?”

「 ☆ 」

ding. ding.

the sound of the bells welcomed you as you stepped inside the building at 9:48 PM.

as expected, the café was almost empty. the only people you could see were jake and sunoo. jake was still wearing his apron as he cleaned the tables nearby the entrance. sunoo had his own clothes on, seemingly ready to leave.

the moment they heard the front door's bells, they snatched their head towards it, probably annoyed that someone dared to go here just before they close.

but when jake registered it was you, his gaze softened, while sunoo started smiling lightly.

you closed the door behind yourself.

“good evening. sorry for disturbing you this late, just before closing.”

jake immediately shook his head, still not taking his eyes off from you.

“hello! it’s okay, please just wait a second!” he said as he started wiping the table more quickly.

sunoo watched him with a grin before he started walking towards you.

“i’ll leave this to you, jake. good night!”

he sent you a look before passing by.

when jake heard his co-workers words, for a moment his facial expression changed from happiness to worry.

“oh, really? alright, have a safe trip home!”

sunoo waved at him last time before stepping outside, leaving the two of you alone.

you never felt more nervous before than now, but it was your choice to go here at this time, knowing only jake will be here. you walked to the counter, and the boy did the same.

“so, what can i do for you?” he asked with a hint of nervousness of his voice, which you noticed.

“i’ll take a cup of hot chocolate, thank you.” you replied.

the boy nodded. after paying, he started making the drink. you stood quietly, too afraid to mutter a word.

beside the sound of the machine, everything was quiet. some of the lights were turned off, so it was a bit darker as well.

jake took longer for a hot chocolate than usual. you became curious second by second.

you moved closer to the counter just to see him walking back to you while holding your drink. you couldn’t help but notice how the boy’s hands were shaking.

“enjoy your hot chocolate.” his voice was barely audible and maybe at another time you couldn’t even hear it, but now it was only the two of you and the sound of your breathing.

“thank you.” you murmured back.

“do something. anything. don’t waste an opportunity like this.”

you took a sip of your drink. that was the moment when you noticed a strange paper on your cup. you looked at it. there was some kind of text on it and a phone number. a phone number?

your eyes grew bigger as you finally registered what was happening.

“i want to get to know you better, if you don’t mind. here’s my number, in case you want to text.

– jake :)”

you felt your heart beating crazily as you looked up, just to see him already staring at you nervously. he gulped.

there was a moment of silence, before you opened your mouth to speak.

“but you know i don’t want to be just friends, do you?” you asked.

jake blinked a few times before bursting out of laughing, like you asked something ridiculous.

“was i not clear enough that i want the same?” he questioned with a light smile, looking so pretty, that it felt illegal to look at him.

you finally let go of your terrifying thoughts. jake watched as your smile became wider and more honest as your heart felt like a bomb in your chest.

you didn’t know what to say, it felt too surreal.

“would you mind waiting here for a few minutes until i get ready to close? maybe we could take a walk and talk. only if you want to!” he suggested as he ran a hand through his hair.

you nodded happily, watching jake's expression changing from happy to a state where it couldn’t be described. he looked like he had won the lottery.

you felt the same.

「 ☆ 」

“jake, can i ask a question?”

you were in your living room, sitting next to each other on the couch. you laid your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder as you both watched the TV. it’s been three weeks since the confession.

your lover placed a kiss under your ear as he hummed, signing that he’s listening.

“why did you confess exactly that night in the café?”

“i felt like that was the perfect moment, you know?” he smiled.

“you are brave. i couldn’t make a move at all.” you stated with a pout.

jake's mouth curved higher as he heard you.

“honestly, if it wasn’t for sunoo, i wouldn’t be so sure that i really have a chance.”

your heart skipped a beat.

“oh my god, so he did tell you about that one time!” you felt embarrassed. “next time i see him, i’ll kick his ass.”

jake started giggling at your words.

“you could never do that.”

ignoring his words, you sat up properly to look him in the eye.

“tell me what he said.”

you've always found jake’s eyes beautiful, but in that very exact moment, his eyes were shining. he looked at you with such a loving stare it was almost unbearable.

“he said that you were looking for me and when you realised i’m not there, you became like a lost puppy. you were obvious, dear.”

“maybe i just wanted some friends?” you asked with a cough, which made him chuckle.

“oh, come on! apart from that, do you think i didn’t see how many times you looked at me secretly? your stare wasn’t that unnoticeable.”

thank god you weren’t drinking anything, because you would definitely spit it out the moment your boyfriend said those words.

“firstly, you were also nervous and it took you time to confess. also, in my defense, you are too attractive to not look at. and you talk in a cute way when you’re working.”

every time jake laughed, you felt some sense of pride. that’s why when he did it again, you cheered in thought.

he showed you a wide smile before leaning closer and kissing you suddenly. it was the type of kiss that made your brain shut down. you felt loved. you felt everything.

“in my defense,” he started “i would’ve gone crazy if i didn’t get this pretty boy.”