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minghaoyoudoin · 2 years

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Restless

pairing: boyfriend!bae jinyoung x fem!reader

genre: fluff and smut w/ basically no plot, I have no regrets

words: 3.2k

rating: 18+ only!!! minors begone!!!

warnings: idol!jinyoung, non-idol!reader, sort of switch!jinyoung, sort of switch!reader, cuddling, grinding/dry humping, oral sex (m&f receiving), fingering, brief mention of Jinyoung overworking himself, unprotected sex (don't be a dumbass, I beg you), jinyoung and y/n are disgustingly in love, use of the pet name "baby", dirty talk, mentions of cum (m&f), multiple orgasms, cockwarming if you squint, aftercare happens after the story!, basically everything I want yes I'm sad

a/n: I wish more people would write for cix, they're simply so talented and my favorite boys in the world. if you like and/or reblog I'll give you a kiss on the mouf !!! please don't hesitate to let me know if you want me to write for other idols, I stan basically every group ever lmao -j

You couldn't focus on the movie.

It wasn’t because you didn’t enjoy it—you’d seen Train to Busan enough times that you could recite the script backwards if someone asked. It wasn’t even scary to you anymore, really. But here you were, staring blankly at the screen and worrying a frayed thread on your blanket to the point it was about to snap.

He still wasn’t home.

The clock above the your mounted TV was fancier than pretty much everything else in your apartment. Ridiculous golden spokes jutted out across the wall around its face, the roman numerals in place of traditional numbers gilded in the same hue. You loved it anyway. Maybe it didn’t match the rest of your things, but it was special because you’d chosen it together.

And it currently read 11:45.

You checked the watch on your wrist to verify, but—yes, the stupid clock on the wall was right. Jinyoung was supposed to be home an hour and a half ago. You debated calling him again, but if he was caught in a late practice like you thought, he wouldn’t be able to answer anyway.

You didn’t mind his demanding schedule most of the time. But he’d been out of the country touring for the last three months and had only arrived home a week ago. You had both decided that you would spend as much time together as possible before the group began preparing for their comeback in June.

Your reunion had been memorable, certainly. Your cheeks reddened when you unintentionally glanced at the loveseat across from you.

And the kitchen counter. And the hallway. And, since you were reasonable adults, the bedroom.

Surely he was fine. Jinyoung had a tendency to do things like this—work himself too hard, staying in the practice room for as long as it took to perfect whatever choreography he was learning.

Despite your worry, your eyes began to droop of their own accord. You’d been up at six this morning for work, and you weren’t sure how much longer you would be able to wait without dozing off. Already you were only catching every third word of the movie.

You cuddled deeper into the couch, pulling the thick wool blanket covering you up to your chin. Bad idea, you mentally reprimanded yourself. Playing with fire. Almost immediately, your fatigue won.

He’ll be home soon…

Jinyoung was tired, but he was even more guilty.

He trudged up the stairs to your apartment and checked his phone, grimacing inwardly when he read 12:15. You were definitely asleep—and probably had been for hours—but it didn’t stop him from feeling bad for not catching you before you went to bed.

He opened the front door carefully, prepared to tip-toe his way through the dark to your shared bedroom, but a lamp was on in the living room. Jinyoung set his bag by the door and rounded the corner.

“Baby?” He called softly. He couldn’t see you over the back of the couch, but the ending credits of Train to Busan were rolling on the TV, the volume barely loud enough to be heard. When Jinyoung finally saw you curled into a tiny ball, barely visible beneath the giant blanket covering you, he couldn’t stop the smile that spread across his face.

He knelt beside the couch, taking care to monitor his movements so they wouldn’t jostle you awake.

God, you looked beautiful when you slept. He’d seen it hundreds of times by now, but he didn’t think he’d ever get used to it. Used to you.

Your hair was fanned across the pillow, your lips gently parted as you breathed. Whatever it was you dreamt of, it caused a small crease of worry to form between your brows. On instinct he reached up and smoothed it away, pleased when your face visibly relaxed.

Jinyoung trailed his hand across your hair, savoring its texture and the warmth of your skin. The delicate arch of your brows, your nose; the curve of your lips as your relaxed breaths blew across his fingertips. You only moved when his hand drifted over your shoulder to your waist. Whatever remorse he might have felt at disturbing your slumber vanished when he saw the smile gracing your lips the moment you opened your eyes.

You knew it was him before you were even fully awake.

His careful movements as he admired you, the weight of his gaze upon your face—no one felt like Jinyoung.

You opened your eyes, pleased to find him crouched next to where you had fallen asleep on the couch. He looked magnificent. Even after a long day of schedules with the boys and the dance practice to end it all, he still looked perfect. The sort of perfect that hurt to look at for too long.

“Hi, baby.” He whispered, returning the smile you knew you were giving him.

“You’re home.” Your voice was heavy with sleep, though a glance at the clock behind his head told you you’d only slept for half an hour.

“I’m home.” He began to move the blanket still laid over you, intending to carry you to bed. You stopped him with a hand on his forearm, enjoying the heat of him and the muscles that flexed beneath your touch.

You lifted the blanket in invitation. “Lay with me.”

Jinyoung’s hesitation lasted less than a second. He removed his shoes and climbed onto the couch beside you, easily slotting his body with yours so your head tucked beneath his chin and your limbs tangled together. He smelled nice—like the soap he kept at the company building for after-practice showers.

You laid like that in comfortable silence, happy to listen to the other’s breathing and savor the proximity. Though you had fallen asleep before, it hadn’t been a deep rest—you never seemed to sleep as well without him, recently.

But now your body was near-humming with contentment. He’s home, he’s home, he’s home, repeating over and over in a warm mantra through your mind.

You shifted against him, your hand moving to lay beneath his shirt. Jinyoung’s skin was soft against your own, his toned stomach rising and falling under your palm. You loved this feeling—this closeness to him that was only for you to experience. He was sensitive about most people touching him, but during your time together he had grown to accept your touch as easily as if it were breathing.

He shifted then, just barely, and his leg that was slotted between your thighs moved higher.

And just like that, you were awake.

Your body always seemed to be hyper-aware when it came to Jinyoung, and apparently tonight was no exception.

He didn’t seem to notice the hard left your thoughts had taken. His arms, still wrapped snugly around your waist, flexed slightly as he pulled you closer. The movement unwittingly pushed your hips further down onto his thigh, and you couldn’t help the small gasp that passed your parted lips.

Jinyoung froze. Even his breathing momentarily ceased as he processed the sound.

He pulled away from you, gently craning his head back so he could look into your eyes. Your cheeks flushed, but you couldn’t seem to bring yourself to look away.

“Oh, I see.” Jinyoung said quietly. His fingers flexed against the base of your spine. “What is it you’re thinking about?”

You trailed your fingertips across his ribs, tracing small shapes over the skin there.

“You.”

Jinyoung smiled, and goddamn if the sight didn’t take your breath away. “Me?”

You nodded, your hand moving lower until your fingertips grazed the waistband of his sweatpants. His arms around you tensed, pushing your clothed core firmly onto his muscled thigh. His soft smile widened at your sharp intake of breath.

“What about me?”

You knew why he asked. Jinyoung got a special sort of pleasure from the fact you had trouble voicing your desires aloud. He liked pushing you until you had no choice but to vocalize whatever dirty fantasy was on your mind.

And maybe you were still a little tired, because you encountered no mental block now as you said bluntly, “You. Inside me.”

Jinyoung groaned low in his throat, obviously as taken aback by your admission as you were. His hips moved involuntarily, pressing firmly into your lower stomach as he sought some sort of friction. He was already half-hard, a fact which gave you no small amount of satisfaction.

You might have been hopelessly infatuated with him, but he was just as affected by you.

He lowered his head until his face was hidden by your hair. He pressed light, open-mouthed kisses to the column of your neck, rocking his hips gently against yours. You responded in kind, matching the rhythm he created as you ground yourself a little harder against him.

Your mouth dried as your breathing shallowed, each breath unable to get quite the right amount of oxygen to your brain. It was too good. Already, it was too good and you hadn’t even truly touched one another yet.

Jinyoung’s hand found its way beneath your sweater and he made an approving sound at the discovery that you weren’t wearing a bra. His agile fingers found your peaked nipple with ease, expertly kneading your breast in a way that had your hips moving with more urgency against his thigh.

You didn’t bother to contain the breathy moans that rasped up your throat. You knew that hearing the sounds you made—and only for him—spurred him on.

He was fully erect against your stomach now, his cock straining against his sweatpants as it moved against you. Your arm against the couch found its way beneath his shirt until your hand rested in the center of his chest, your other one traveling down until you gripped his ass, holding him close to you as he moved.

You were close. Too fast, you were close. You pinched his hip in a signal to stop, which he immediately obeyed. He once again pulled his head back to look at you, though now his eyes were hooded and glazed with lust.

Oh, you were going to jump his bones.

“Please, baby,” you breathed, your voice raw. “I need you. Now.”

Jinyoung pressed hasty, desperate kisses to your jaw, your throat, your lips. “Where do you want me?”

You didn’t have to think. You’d been daydreaming about it all day. “My mouth.”

Jinyoung moaned against your skin. “Yes. God, yes.”

He pulled you up with him into a sitting position, still working that beautiful mouth against your throat. It took him a moment to convince himself to release you long enough so you could get on the floor between his legs.

This was a sight you loved more than almost anything else. Jinyoung’s hair, so much longer now than it had been when you started dating, was disheveled, framing his face in a way that screamed of sex. He gazed down at you with an expression that battled lust and adoration, and he brushed your hair out of your eyes with a tenderness that broke your heart.

His fingers lightly grasped the neckline of your sweater. “This. Take it off.”

You didn’t argue. You just grabbed the hem and tugged it over your head, pleased by the low whimper that escaped Jinyoung’s throat at the sight of your breasts. He massaged one, then the other, leaning forward just enough to suck one of your nipples into his mouth. Your fingers tangled into his hair, and you lightly tugged at the roots before pulling his face away.

He leaned back against the couch and lifted his hips to help you shimmy his sweatpants down his legs. Your mouth watered when his cock sprang free, impossibly hard and an angry red as it landed on his stomach. Beads of precum were already beading at the tip, and you decided then that you couldn’t wait anymore. You had to taste him.

You dragged your tongue from base to tip, immediately gratified by the way his hips bucked upwards. His hand fisted into your hair, holding it away from your face as your tongue circled his tip once, twice, before you took the head of his cock into your mouth.

“Ah, god…” Jinyoung’s voice was deep and rough, and you felt a blossom of heat low in your stomach. “Just like that. You’re incredible—”

His words cut off into a moan when you took him fully into your mouth, only able to get three-fourths of the way down his length before he hit the back of your throat. You bobbed your head, fueled by the sounds he made in response to your ministrations. Your nails dug into his thighs, leaving small crescents like constellations across his skin.

“Baby, I’m not gonna last if you keep that up—oh my god,” Jinyoung kicked his head back when you swallowed around him. His balls spasmed beneath your hand while the other worked his length that couldn’t fit in your mouth. You swallowed again, gag reflex be damned.

“Gonna—Ah, I’m gonna—” Without warning, Jinyoung pushed you off of him. You barely had time to blink before you were on your back on the couch, Jinyoung’s hands pressing your wrists into the cushions beside your head.

His mouth immediately found your breasts with the fervor of a starving man at a feast, drawing moans from deep within your chest.

“You think I’ll come without you?” He said against your skin, sucking a nipple harshly into his mouth for emphasis. “Not a chance in hell, baby.”

He had your pajama shorts and his own shirt off in three seconds flat. He nestled himself between your thighs, his fingers massaging the pillowy skin there as his broad shoulders held your legs apart.

You couldn’t bring yourself to feel embarrassed as he stared in awe at the slickness between your legs, apparently savoring the sight before he decided to taste.

But after what had to be a good twenty seconds, you were sick of it. You squirmed, pushing your hips toward his parted lips.

“Please, Jinyoung—” Your plea hadn’t even finished sounding when he at last parted you with his tongue, his lips immediately closing around your clit. You sighed heavily, the breath whooshing from your chest at some of the pressure between your legs finally easing.

If there was one thing your boyfriend was an expert at, it was this. Your back arched off the couch as two of his fingers followed his mouth, gathering some of your arousal onto his fingertips before roughly pushing into you. Jinyoung’s mouth worked sinfully, sucking and kissing and grazing his teeth along your clit while his fingers curled inside you.

“You taste so good, baby.” He pulled his fingers out nearly all the way before ramming them back in at an angle. “Can’t get enough of you.” Jinyoung’s voice was nearly a growl.

You were a quivering mess in less than a minute. You rocked your hips in time with the movement of his fingers. One of his arms slung across your lower stomach, less to halt your movements and more to maintain as much physical contact as possible.

“Jinyoung, I’m—I’m—” You gasped out, your eyes screwed shut.

“Yes. Yes, come on my tongue, please.” He moaned against you, and you were gone. Your orgasm shattered through you at the speed of light, your walls clenching over and over again around his fingers as he worked you through it. Your hips rolled against his mouth and he happily accepted, his tongue moving slower now as you came down from your high.

At last, you opened your eyes. The sight of Jinyoung between your thighs, his lips slick with you, nearly sent you over the edge again.

He crawled up your body with impossible grace, his hips settling between your thighs as you reached up to take his face between your hands.

“Still with me?” He whispered against your mouth. You dragged your tongue along his bottom lip in response and locked your legs at the ankles around his waist. You still felt lightheaded in the wake of your orgasm, but god. You needed more, more, more. That’s how it always was with Jinyoung.

You shifted to help him line up his cock with your entrance, and you both gasped as the head fitted itself into you. And then he pushed in, and in, and the stretch was so glorious you thought you might just die then and there.

“You always take me so well,” Jinyoung groaned and pressed a chaste kiss to your temple as, at last, his hips were flush with yours. He pulled out to the head before thrusting in again, and your body jolted beneath his when his cock hit your g-spot.

He repeated this again, and again, and again, until you took his chin in a hand and kissed him fiercely. Enough playing, it said. Fuck me senseless.

Whatever leash Jinyoung held on himself snapped. He slammed into you repeatedly, mercilessly, your whimpers broken by his skin colliding with yours.

You both panted in time with his movements, your hips lifting to meet his stroke for stroke. Jinyoung’s head fell into the crook of your shoulder and your nails dug into his biceps hard enough to leave marks. He didn’t seem to mind—he moaned senseless praises against your skin, switching between kissing and biting the muscle at the base of your neck.

There was no feeling like this. No feeling like being completely filled by the man you loved, his body so perfectly formed for yours that the head of his cock hit that incredible spot inside you with ease.

You rose together, higher and higher until you were whimpering messes that existed only in this moment, only for each other.

“I’m—Jinyoung—god, baby, I’m coming—”

“Yes, yes. Need to feel you—ah—come on my cock. Please, please—”

This orgasm was different from the last. Where before you were lightning, streaking with reckless abandon across the sky, now you were a tsunami. A wave of pleasure crashed over you from within, the fire beginning from so deep inside you that you didn’t know where it ended and you began.

You clenched around him so tightly that he had trouble keeping up his thrusts.

“Oh my god—” Jinyoung gasped against you. Distantly, you felt his teeth bite gently on your collarbone in an effort to stifle his moans. His hips stuttered and slowed, and you felt the gushing warmth of his release as he finished inside you. “Thank you, thank you—god, I love you so much.”

Jinyoung stilled but didn’t remove himself from your body. Instead, you were both content to lay entangled like this, still impossibly close and drowning in the warmth of your bodies.

After what could have been minutes or hours, Jinyoung lifted his head from your shoulder and pressed a tender kiss to your swollen lips.

“I love you,” you whispered, so softly that your words were barely a breath of air moving.

Jinyoung smiled and you brushed his hair from his eyes, scratching his scalp gently with your fingernails.

“One of these days, I’m going to ask you to marry me.”

You both laughed, though you knew within your own minds that his declaration was true, and just basked in the gentle peace glowing around you.

One of these days, you were going to say yes.

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seoulwhat · 2 years

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Neptune (#16)

Summary: After your dog runs away not once, but twice, is it really fate that you meet the same man during both times?

Pairings: Jinyoung x reader

Genre: FLUFF

Warnings: mentioning death of pet

Word Count: 2k

Having a large breed of a dog for a few years really takes its toll on the orthopedic bed you bought for Neptune when she reached the age of 3. She was now 6 and her bones often cracked and creaked every time she stood up from her bed, indicating how flat her bed was becoming. You knew Neptune’s favorite thing to do was go shopping for new things at the pet store. And that’s what you did with her. You helped her get into the backseat of your car and off the two of you went.

You approached the pet store and instantly Neptune’s golden tail began to wag with excitement. Her paws began to prance in the back of your car, and you were so happy to see her happy. You hooked the leash onto her pretty indigo collar and helped her jump out of your car. When the two of you walked in, you led her to the beds and allowed her to pick her favorite color. Her last bed was orange but this time, she was feeling baby blue. You bent over to get the bed from the lowest shelf and at the same time, managed to accidently drop her leash. She saw what happened and instantly zoomed away from your side. In a panic, you ran after her, the large bed still in your grasp. You saw Neptune run down the aisle and right when you thought you caught up to her, she ran down another aisle.

Now huffing and puffing in fear of her being attacked by someone else’s dog or possibly being kicked out of the store, you tried running as fast as you could. Calling out her name crossed your mind, but it would just bring more attention to what was going on. You decided to drop the bed and run for her, seeing her go down the reptile aisle. She came to a stop as she saw a man looking at a tank with a snake inside.

“Neptune!” You yelled for her. She turned to look back at you but continued toward the man anyway. The man looked towards you and then saw Neptune going towards him. With a large smile on his face, he bent down at eye level with Neptune and allowed her to sniff him. Her fluffy tail began to wag, the fastest you had ever seen it move.

You finally approached the man and Neptune, completely out of breath. “I’m so sorry. I accidently let go of her leash and she ran.”

The man looked up at you, his eyes gleamed in the light that lit up the store. He had very soft features yet prominent at the same time. His raven black hair shined as he ran his hand through it, allowing his bangs to fluff perfectly around his forehead. He gave you a large grin as he continued to pet Neptune.

“It’s okay. I used to have a golden retriever myself. I love this breed,” he said as he got up and handed you the leash. You took the leash from his hand, accidently grazing the soft skin from his hands. You became intrigued as he took a glance at the white snake inside the tank.

“Are you buying a snake?” You asked curiously.

He nodded. “I am. I have a few at home and I saw this one when I came to buy a bigger tank.”

He continued looking at the snake in a daze and that allowed you to look at the man closer. He was insanely beautiful, almost pretty. He was wearing a black knit sweater that looked slightly big as it covered his knuckles. It was tucked inside his pants which were a light brown and ironed down smoothly that not a single wrinkle was shown. He wore sleek black loafers, almost as black as his hair. All in all, he did not look like the type of person that would own snakes.

He looked back at you, and you quickly looked away at the snake that he wanted, making him laugh through his nose.

“I’m Jinyoung by the way.”

His introduction made you look back at him with a smile. “I’m Y/n and this is Neptune.”

He raised his brows at Neptune’s name. “Neptune? That’s such a pretty name for her.”

“Thank you. I name her after my favorite planet,” you said.

“Oh, so you’re a space girl. You don’t really look like one,” he commented.

You furrowed your brows and laughed. “Whatever that looks like. You don’t look like a snake person.”

He smiled, his grin not fully reaching his eyes. “I wasn’t. Until I lost my pup last year. He was my baby, looked exactly like Neptune,” he said as he looked down at Neptune with sad eyes.

Not pushing any further, you decided to end the conversation. “I’m so sorry to hear that. I’m sure your snakes have been making you happy with the way you were looking at this one,” you said looking at the little white snake in the tank. “But Neptune and I have to go though. We have to be home before dark because I can’t see when I drive at night.”

“Oh, go ahead! I’m sorry if I was keeping you with my sob story,” he said laughing it off.

You and Neptune slowly walked away, allowing Jinyoung enough time to see her one last time before the two of you turned down another aisle, got the dog bed, and left.

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The next day, you saw the sun peeking out from behind the morning clouds. The sun felt warm, and you knew it was going to be a beautiful day. You turned in your bed, seeing Neptune’s face next to yours, lightly snoring her morning away. Yeah, she had her own bed but we both knew her bed was for her own privacy and alone time when she wanted it.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” you whispered. She didn’t move except a little wiggle from her nose.

You tried again. “Neptune, do you want to go for a walk?”

Her eyes shot open, ears perked up, and you can see her tail wagging from underneath the blanket. You gave her a smile and kissed her forehead and she got out of your bed before you did. She made her way out of the doggy door as you got yourself ready to take her for a walk. It was still slightly chilly as the weather transitioned from winter to spring, so you pulled a gray hoodie over your head and put on a pair of soft leggings. You combed your hair back and put it in a ponytail, doing your best to put your baby hairs down. You called out to Neptune, and she happily came when you called her. She knew the routine for every morning. You always brushed her teeth and then brushed her fur. It did take a while, but she was your baby, and you were willing to do anything for her, no matter the time. By the time you two were officially done, she followed you to the front door where you began putting your shoes on. You put on a cute and warm sweater over her body and got her leash. You hooked it onto her collar and began the walk from your house.

You always took the same route from your house when you walked Neptune. The two of you always walked to the city’s largest park which was only a few minutes away. It was a very popular park that became an easy way to socialize Neptune with people and other animals. As you approached the park, there seemed to be more people than usual. It looked like there was some type of event happening. It made you and Neptune more curious. The two of you walked over to see what it was, seeing different types of booths open and people offering their talents for money. Apparently, it was a little festival to celebrate the first day of spring.

You continued to walk around for a few more minutes and you got a little tired from walking. You approached a bench and sat down, Neptune sitting at your feet. The two of you calmly watched as people and their animals and children walked by, some giving attention to Neptune and some passing right by. A family, consisting of the two parents and two children, passed by Neptune, failing to ignore her. Neptune noticed that she caught their attention and began wagging her tail.

“Can we pet her?” the family asked. With a large smile, you nodded. Neptune stood up as the children approached her and with large smiles, the children gently rubbed her head and back. You stood up next to her, letting her know you were next to her to help her feel secure. When you looked down at her, you noticed that your shoelace was undone. You bent down on one knee and began tying your shoe, not noticing that the children instantly ran away. Thinking the children were playing with her, Neptune pulled on the leash to run with the kids and your grip on the leash broke. The same fear from the day before ran through your body. You yelled for Neptune but when she realized that you were no longer holding the leash, she bolted, running for the other side of the park.

“Neptune!” You screamed in a panic. You ran after her, not caring about whether you looked insane chasing after a dog that was easily outrunning you. It was more dangerous for her to run free in the public than it was to run at the store, which is why you were more afraid of something bad happening.

You continued to scream for her name as she zigzagged in and around people, dodging those that were trying to help you catch her. Out in the distance, behind a crowd of people, you saw her slow down near a food cart. You ran up to her, feeling a sense of relief. She was staring and begging at someone’s feet as they ordered a hot dog.

“And I’ll take a hot dog without a bun, for the dog,” you heard them say.

“Neptune!” you yelled out to her. She glanced at you but continued to ignore you as the man next to her handed her a hotdog. He looked up at you and that’s when the two of you recognized each other. You grabbed Neptune’s leash as she finished the hot dog and then you looked up at the man.

“So, we meet again. Jinyoung, right?”

“That’s right,” he said with a smile. “Y/n and Neptune, right?”

You nodded with a smile and wiped the bead of sweat that was forming on your upper lip. You backed away from the crowded food cart and Jinyoung followed.

“I’m thinking you need to hook the leash onto your belt loop or something,” he suggested as he bit into his hot dog.

“I promise you, this has never happened. Well, other than before yesterday, it has never happened,” you told him as you sat on a nearby bench to catch your breath.

“Must be fate then,” he laughed, finishing his hot dog.

“What do you mean?” you asked, confused.

“Well,” he said, tossing his wrapper in the trash, “the only time Neptune has run free were on the days you met me.”

You looked up at him and the two of you laughed. “Yeah, maybe it is fate. I mean, we’re practically matching,” you said as you pointed out his grey hoodie and black jeans.

“Do you like snakes?” he asked you out of the blue. You thought it was an odd question, but you knew he was a snake guy, so you answered anyway.

“I can’t say I don’t like them. Why?”

“Would you like to have a date at my house? I can cook for the two of us and you can bring Neptune over as well.”

You felt yourself blush, but it didn’t make you feel so embarrassed when you saw a pink tint cover both of his cheeks.

“Okay, as long as you cook for Neptune as well,” you said patting her on the head. Jinyoung reached to rub her head and smiled.

“Of course, I’ll cook for her too.”

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cixthotshit · 3 years

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A Cup of Rose Americano

Pairing: Bae Jinyoung x Original Female Character|Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Poor Girl/Rich Boy, Coffee Shop/Gangster AU (IDEK how I got here, just go with it)

Summary: There's more than meets the eye with every person, including Bae Jinyoung, the world's finest barista at Personal Barista Cafe

Word count: 4.7k

Rating/Warnings: Mature / Explicit Sexual Content: Porn With Some Plot, Kissing, Mirror Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Creampie

Author’s Note: I wanted to write a fluffy Coffee Shop AU but NGL something else has been preoccupying my mind and the world building to this fic kind of went off the rails and transformed into a completely different story. Enjoy this smut, readers! I really want to explore this world a lot more but IDK if I can commit to anything beyond this RN. So please, please enjoy this! Sorry in advance for mistakes! I don't always catch everything when I proofread.

I always appreciate some feedback on my writings!

"Really, it'll be a...new coffee experience," Hyeon assured Sandy. She handed Sandy a green card. It felt like an expensive platinum credit card, the card made of metal, feeling heavy and cold in her hand. "All you have to do is fill out a survey after you get your free coffee. Once you make it inside, hand the card over to your barista."

"Aren't you supposed to find actual volunteers?" Sandy asked, looking at the shiny card. The only thing on the card was the name of the new test cafe, PB Cafe.

“Trust me,” Hyeon said with a grin. “You’ve never had coffee like this. This is free, too. You’re going to say no to free coffee? And I swear, this is really me saying it, their coffee is really good.”

“Fine, thanks for the free coffee.”

“Enjoy!” Hyeon turned her back to Sandy, most likely scanning for potential test subjects for her new marketing event. Being her best friend, Sandy was always her first test subject. She didn’t know if Hyeon’s bosses approved of her taking advantage of all the free stuff she was receiving.

Sandy walked over to a shop that was setup at the southwest corner of a 3 story building. The walls were white and the windows were covered by white curtains. “PB Cafe” was written in black on the front door, though there were no door handles. Standing in front of the door, Sandy noticed a black square pad beside the right side of the door. She pressed the green card to the black pad and jumped slightly as the glass door slid open. A short piano tune played, sounding old but familiar, reminding her of old Hollywood movies from the mid-20th Century.

Tentatively, she stepped in. Walking past the white curtains, she found herself inside a small room. At the back end of the room was a small bar with one wooden chair in front of it. It only took her 4 steps to reach the chair, so she pulled it out and sat down. The wall behind the bar slid down to the floor and a broad shouldered man walked out from what looked like a bright white light before the wall slid back up behind him.

Too shocked to react, Sandy set the green card down onto the smooth marble countertop. Her eyes couldn’t leave the face of her barista. He was very handsome and his small grin softened his masculine exterior. Wordlessly, he took the green card and placed it in the front left pocket of his black apron.

“Welcome to Personal Barista Cafe,” he said in a soft, sultry voice. “My name is Bae Jinyoung, your Personal Barista today. How shall I address you?”

“Uh, just call me Sandy, I don’t like formalities much.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Sandy. If you don’t like formalities feel free to call me BaeJin or BaeBae.” She gave a soft chuckle and threw her hand over her mouth, feeling her cheeks warm up. Such a sultry man telling her to call him something as cute as BaeBae tickled her. “Is this your first drink with PB Cafe?”

“Yes,” she replied. “I don’t know anything about this cafe, except that you have good coffee.”

“A Personal Barista will make you a personalized drink,” he explained, pulling out a menu form. “Whatever you order, I will make it in front of you. If you want to know how I prepare your drink, please let me know and I will explain as I go. If you want small talk instead, I enjoy a small conversation as I prepare you a drink. If you want silence, for any reason, please don’t feel pressured to speak if you don’t want to.”

“Can I get an Americano?” she asked, after glancing at the long list of coffee drinks. The menu was simple and elegant, the writings were in cursive but the paper was black and the ink white. She liked the seemingly simple attention to detail. “How long have you been a barista, BaeJin?”

“Almost a year,” he replied. He poured fresh ground coffee into a metal contraption with a long neck. She pressed her lips together as her eyes were fixed on his skilled, large hands. He was using a device to compact the coffee grounds.

“Do you enjoy being a barista?”

“I do. It allows me to be creative. My regular job is stressful.”

He put the coffee grounds into the machine and pressed a few buttons. She watched him place a small white espresso mug under the spout of the machine. He grabbed a large white mug of coffee, and looked at her with a soft grin.

“This is your side hustle?” she asked. PB Cafe seemed like it paid well.

“Most people have more than one job these days,” he replied.

“That’s true,” she replied. “I have a day job and a night job.”

“What are your jobs?”

“I’m interning at a law firm, helping a paralegal out. I’m hoping to get my private investigator’s license soon.”

“You want to be a private investigator?” he asked.

“I want to be a lawyer,” she answered, “but having a private investigator’s license helps me pick up skills. Research is the true gift of being a good lawyer.”

“Research. You must be very smart and hard working.”

“You are sweet,” she said, resting an elbow onto the counter, leaning forward. “I wish my smarts and hard work were enough to give me success. I’m lacking in luck lately.” His eyes drifted away from the espresso machine and looked into her eyes. She felt her cheeks turn hot, realizing she had overshared. It’d been a sad thought, too. “I feel very lucky right now.”

“Sandy, I don’t mean to make assumptions about people but if I were to guess you are someone with expensive tastes,” he said. He pulled out two small brown glass bottles from a drawer. “But, you settle for less.”

“I..” she breathed out.

She should have been insulted, but her barista BaeJin was right. Sandy had always been envious of people who could afford designer things or had the means to go on extravagant vacations, but all of that had always been a dream. The closest she got was free shit from Hyeon. A drink from PB Cafe was likely three times that of a drink from Starbucks, and Sandy could only afford Starbucks for special occasions.

“Why are you saying this?”

“I want to make you a drink in which you will appreciate,” he replied, pulling out a single stemmed pink rose from under the counter, and handed it to her. She felt her cheeks flush with heat as she accepted it. “Refined, seemingly ostentatious, but simple and hopefully, delicious.”

He poured hot water from a glass kettle into the mug. She felt her cheeks turn hot again as he reached over and plucked a single petal from the rose she held. He tilted a single drop of liquid from one of the brown bottles onto the petal.

“Rose water,” he said to her as he locked eyes with her for a second. He placed the rose petal into the mug, letting it float in the hot water. He poured the espresso into the mug of water, and took a spoon to scoop out the wilted petal, tossing it away before handing the drink to her.

She gave it a sip, and shut her eyes, a smile on her lips. Using a flower as aromatic as a rose was difficult to pull off in cuisine. Oftentimes the rose aroma was too overpowering, reminding one’s nose of perfume instead of food. Baejin’s Rose Americano, though, was the perfect balance of a good cup of coffee elevated with some elegance, refined by the subtlest hint of a rose’s sweet scent. The warm breath she exhaled after a hot sip of Americano filled her senses with flowery comfort.

“This is the most...beautiful cup of coffee I’ve ever tasted,” she replied, setting the mug down when she was half finished. “It tastes...beautiful.”

He gave a small chuckle, his eyes crinkling as he smiled. She bit her bottom lip, trying not to smile any wider than she already was. He was incredibly cute, grinning in reaction to her compliment. How could a man exude the amount of sensuality like BaeJin yet be so cute that she wanted to squish him like a marshmallow?

“You like it?” he asked.

“I do,” she replied. “I didn’t know a cup of Americano could be improved. Thank you for this cup of coffee. You’re a gifted barista.”

“Thank you. I would love to make you another drink.”

“I’ll try to come back one day,” she said earnestly.

She sipped her drink and glanced at her phone. Thanking her talented, handsome (and cute) barista BaeJin one last time, Sandy finished her drink and sprinted out of the odd, surreal cafe. She had to get ready for work. Smelling the pink rose in her hand, Sandy smiled to herself. Who knew her barista would be the first man to give her a rose?

“Diamond! Malibu was accidentally double booked,” Danielle called out into the dressing room. “Can you give a lap dance in the Blue Champagne Room before going home?”

“Wait,” Sandy said, holding the gold hoop earring she’d just taken off her left earlobe, “I’m not going to chase Malibu for the flat fee. The last time I covered for her, not only did her John not tip me but I had to chase her for 4 days before she gave me the cash.”

“I have a hard time chasing her down, too,” Danielle said with a heavy sigh, handing her purple vape pen to Sandy to hold. She dug into her pink and purple Bedazzled fanny pack, and fished out a few bills. She handed a bag of clothing to Sandy. “Let me know if this John is handsy or out of line. He’s a new customer. You have five minutes, babe. Fix your makeup.”

Handing the vape pen back to her boss, Sandy put the cash into her purse before shutting and locking the drawer to her vanity. She put her earring back on and retouched her eye makeup and lipstick. Her locks of hair looked good as she combed her fingers through her hair, looking into the mirror before getting up to change.

Sandy hadn’t exactly planned on becoming a stripper, but during her freshman year in college, she took a class on feminist studies, specifically on sex work. What started out as a learning experience in respecting sex work, and educating herself on the legal struggles of sex workers’ rights, Sandy soon found herself stripping as a means of extra income. She herself was in need of money, and recognized her beauty was valued enough that she could make capital from it.

Having walked out on her dysfunctional family as soon as she turned 18, Sandy had been hustling on her own for years. She was still working towards a career in law, but in the meantime, she was balancing between her day job as an unpaid intern at a shitty law firm and her night job as a stripper at a club called Blue Paradise. Giving lap dances were only nice when she received good tips, but they didn’t happen often enough. All she wanted was a good tip.

Pulling out the outfit Danielle handed to her, she took off her clothes and put on her new outfit. She wore a neon pink G-string bikini bottom with her matching lace bra under a black pencil skirt and a white costume button up office dress shirt. She put on a loose blue tie around her neck, and put on a pair of thick black framed glasses, matching it with her black leather knee high boots. Apparently, this new customer had a librarian kink.

Walking down the hall, toward the other side of the back of the club, she entered the room with the blue door at the end of the hall. The Champagne Rooms, where customers received their private lap dances, were color coded. The Blue Room was where the clients with specific kinks went.

Opening the door, Sandy pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, and looked up to see her John seated on the black couch. The dim lighting of the room cast a shadow over his body, making it hard for her to make out his face. She blinked, and closed her mouth, realizing that her customer was her barista from PB Cafe, BaeJin. It had been days since she had her cup of Rose Americano.

He was wearing a loosely worn grey sweater with black denim jeans. She didn’t think it was possible but he looked more handsome than she last remembered. Perhaps, with her body so close to his, knowing that he was there for devious reasons, her face flushed and her nipples hardened as heat rushed through her body from head to toe.

“BaeJin!” she said, forgetting her sexy librarian character.

“Don’t move,” he said, looking alarmed. She stood completely still, one hand on the door handle. “You’re a stripper, Sandy?”

“You...you remember me?” He nodded. “Stripping is helping me pay for my law degree.” She licked her lips and tilted her head, pushing her chest forward slightly. “I can give you what you want.”

“I can’t do this,” he replied, crossing his left leg over his right. His eyes left her, and diverted to the ground. Her ego was bruised. Not only did she need the money, but her vanity made her feel upset that he didn’t want a lap dance from her. “I should go.”

“I have to try to keep you here,” she said shyly, pressing her back against the door. “If I don’t, that means I’m not good at my job.”

“How long should we be in here for you to be considered good at your job?” he asked, his eyes returning to meet her gaze.

“You don’t want a lap dance? Am I not cute? My tits too small?”

He gave a chuckle, and looked away when his eyes moved to her chest as she talked.

“You’re very cute,” he replied, “but that’s the problem. As a barista, I don’t date customers. Since you didn’t actually pay for your drink, I thought it’d be OK to ask you out if I ever saw you again. But if I pay for this lap dance, I wouldn’t want to ask you out. It’s not fair for me to proposition you while you’re working.”

“You’ve been thinking hard about me?” Her cheeks felt hot and goosebumps formed on her arms. “Would you accept my invitation if I asked you out after this? I’m actually supposed to be off work by now, but this is my last job tonight. If I don’t give you a lap dance, we didn’t cross any lines, right?”

He nodded, and she gave a nervous chuckle.

“You said that being a barista was your side hustle,” she said, noticing the expensive watch and ring on his left hand. Sex workers had to know street codes to keep themselves safe, and watches and rings were how gang members communicated their loyalties and rankings. “What’s your main job? You said it’s stressful.”

His right hand wrapped around his platinum watch, the case of the watch encrusted with diamonds. The C9 Gang was a wealthy gang with origins in Tokyo, Japan, platinum was their calling card. BaeJin’s gold band emerald ring sat on his middle finger, indicating he was a made man of high rank. Sandy was impressed; BaeJin had acclimated to a high status in a gang at a young age.

“How long have you been working here, Sandy?” he asked in response.

“Diamond,” she answered, her grip remaining firm on the door. “My stage name is Diamond.”

“Sandy...Diamond,” he said with a grin. He stood, and she took a deep inhale of breath as he took a step forward and pressed his body against hers, his left arm wrapping around her waist as his hand gripped onto her wrist. Her hold on the door handle loosened. “You are the diamond in the rough in Blue Paradise. You still want to invite me out on a date?”

She took a gulp of breath, staring deeply into his dark brown eyes. He licked his lips and her eyes drifted to his mouth. Giving the most gentle nod of her head, she said, “Yes.”

“I drive a blue Ferrari F60 America,” he said as the tip of his nose touched hers.

“I don’t know anything about cars,” she replied, shutting her eyes. His breath was warm, making it hard for her to breathe. He chuckled and she felt his head rest onto her shoulder.

She opened her eyes when she felt a hand touch her chin.

“I drive a blue car,” he said, his eyes drifting down her face to her lips. His thumb ran across her bottom lip gently, sending heat deep into her groin. Her stomach ached at the touch. “It’ll be the most expensive looking car you’ll see when you walk outside.” He looked directly into her eyes again. “I’m a dangerous man, Sandy...Diamond. I have to ask you one more time, do you want to keep talking to me?”

She chewed on the inside of her left cheek nervously, and furrowed her eyebrows. Given how close she was to getting the paid job as a paralegal at Johnston’s &Partners, Sandy was one step closer to her dreams of becoming a lawyer. Would it be ethical to date a gangster?

“Will you take me home or will we be going to your place?” she answered. Life was too short not to take risks.

Upon his request, she left work wearing her costume. BaeJin’s description of having the most expensive looking car was accurate. The navy blue car shone brighter than any other car, and the curves of the body created an elegant design to the car. He’d opened the passenger door for her. She realized her skirt barely covered her ass as the cold leather from the seat hit the back of her thighs.

He drove them up a curvy hill to get to his expensive mansion, placed behind a small forest. It sat atop of a mountainous hill, overlooking the bright lights of the city far below. BaeJin was a man of very high rank by the looks of his home. It was large and designed with multiple floor to ceiling windows. Sandy took a soft gulp of air as her mouth felt dry.

“Your home is beautiful,” she said when he led her into his home, the hallway lined with expensively framed paintings. The jade vase that held 3 white lilies beside the coat hanger looked like it was worth more than everything she owned, including the small amount of cash she had in her bank account.

BaeJin’s home aesthetic was minimalist, though each room had a piece of furniture that popped out, like the jade vase in the front entrance. In his bedroom, he had a rose gold encrusted full length mirror sitting at the foot of his bed. It was shameless, but did not surprise her. Their eyes locked as BaeJin sat down at the foot of the bed. Their fingers intertwined when she reached her left hand out to his outstretched right hand.

“I spent a week trying not to think about you,” he said, pulling her easily onto his lap. His free hand wrapped around her waist. “The closest thing to you was trying to get a stripper to dress up like a sexy librarian.”

“Aren’t you lucky?” she said, squeezing his hand. “You went to Blue Paradise wanting a fantasy. Instead, you left with your fantasy.”

His hand released hers and she felt his hand between her legs, sliding up against her slit. Shutting her eyes she gave a soft moan, surprised at his swift movement.

“You deserve the best in life,” he said into her ear before grazing his teeth gently against her neck. “Don’t ever settle for less.”

He kissed her, his lips warm and firm. His tongue parted her lips and she gave a soft hum. She pushed his tongue out of her mouth, appreciating the taste of floral green tea from him. Her fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him closer to her. He tasted better than the beautiful cup of Rose Americano.

With a clouded head, she helped him pull his sweater off as he aggressively pulled her top off of her, the cheap buttons popping loudly as they flew into the air. Her skirt failed to exist when he ripped the zipper and tore the fabric apart with his bare hands.

“Are you going to rip me apart?” she asked breathlessly when his fingers found their way under her bra, fondling her erect nipple. She gave a soft moan and he grinned as he pinched her sensitive bud.

“I’ll be as hard or soft as you want,” he assured her. The pad of his thumb grazed against her nipple. Her back shivered as a sharp heat rode up her back.

“I like a bit of both,” she said, her cheeks hot. It felt like a dream to have BaeJin telling her he would do as she wanted. “You ruined my skirt.”

“The cheap costume skirt?” he asked, his hand returning to rubbing her slit. “You don’t have to settle, remember?” She shut her eyes, her hand grabbing his arm as two of his fingers pressed against her clit. “I like you best without clothes anyway.” The heat intensified as his fingers moved down lower, moistening her panties with the slick heat coming out of her pussy. Her back shook again as his fingers moved up against her slit, and then back down. “Your voice is lovely.”

She moaned as she rested her head against his chest, his fingers continually creating more heat between her legs. One finger slipped under her panties, pulling the fabric away from her wet cunt. The back of his knuckle pressed against the engorged bud of her clit, and she mewled as he rubbed up and down against her.

“BaeBae,” she could only speak with a shaky breath, “BaeBae, I’m going to come.”

Her hips thrust haphazardly against his knuckle as a small flash of heat washed over her, goosebumps forming up the back of her neck. Her orgasm disappeared as soon as it came and she breathed through her mouth. Her pussy felt wet as her slick heat dripped out of her.

“I was just playing with you,” he said with an amused smile, his eyes locked onto the mess between her legs, including his wet fingers. He spread her juices onto her folds, and moved the pads of his index and middle fingers to draw small circles onto her clit. She mewled, shutting her eyes, as her hips rutted against the motions of his fingers. “But with you this wet, I can fuck you right now.”

“BaeBae,” she breathed out, opening her eyes.

Her eyebrows were furrowed as she looked at him. Wordlessly, she stood as their hands began removing each other’s clothes off. His expensive jewelry remained on as he pulled her back to his front, making her stand between his legs. His hand went between her legs and he massaged the inside of her thigh. She hummed a soft moan, enjoying the way his hand relaxed her muscles.

Both of his hands wrapped around her waist, and his lips kissed her neck. He requested she trust him, and one hand reached down to her right knee and had her stretch her leg out to rest over his. As his other hand went to her left knee, she understood what he was doing. He wanted a full view of her pussy so she sat on his lap with her legs hooked over his.

“Ready to put this to use?” he asked, his hands kneading her hips. His reflection from the mirror was staring at her. She saw the cheeks of her flushed face turn a bright red, and she tilted her head down to look away from the mirror. The blood coursing through her chest up to her head clouded her vision. “Look at us.”

His right hand cupped her face, and she felt his wrist press up against the front of her neck. The pulse from his wrist beat rapidly against the pulse on her neck, and she struggled to breathe as her eyes locked onto his from the reflection in the mirror. Hot blood rushed to her groin and her hips jerked forward, out of her control. His left arm wrapped around her waist had her firmly in his hold, so all she could do was wiggle in his lap. Feeling the muscles of his thighs flex under her made her buttocks tighten, her body anticipating his cock.

“If you let me take you raw,” he said softly against her ear, his eyes locked with hers through the reflection of the mirror, “that’ll make you mine.”

His hold on her face was gone as his hand grabbed his cock. He rubbed his hard cock against her slit. She bit her bottom lip as his heat caused more juices to pool out of her cunt. It made her nerves shake, itching her skin in unbearable heat. He blinked, and his eyebrows furrowed as she opened her mouth to breathe loudly.

“I’m yours,” she said clearly. He groaned as he pushed the tip of his cock into her entrance. “Give me everything, BaeJin.” Pleasure blinded her vision as she saw nothing but white and gold flecks of stars. She gave a loud gulp when she felt his hand grip onto her chin again, his wrist pressing against her throat. Her grip on his arms tightened as she held onto him for leverage. His cock pushed in deeper, and the walls of her pussy trembled as heat filled her body in overwhelming waves. “I’m yours.”

His lips were on her neck and when her vision cleared all her eyes could focus was on the way his cock was fucking her pussy. He started with shallow pushes, the rhythm steady as she bounced on his lap. She came and she gave a gentle mewl, blurting out his name as her walls squeezed his cock. A gentle chuckle escaped her lips as she saw him shut his eyes tight.

“You’re so easy to please,” he said as he pushed in deep. She gave a loud groan as he pulled out roughly before pushing in fast, going in balls deep. He started a steady, deep rhythm and she cried as she was filled with undiluted pleasure.

“You fuck so good,” she moaned, her hand reaching back to grab his hair. He sucked on her neck, leaving a red mark before he kissed her shoulder. “BaeJin, fuck me. I’m gonna - I’m - I’m gonna come.”

His grip around her waist tightened as he pushed faster into her, and they bent forward together as he came into her in deep pushes. Her fingers dug into his skin as she shut her eyes, taking in the sensation of his hot seed filling up her insides.

“Come,” he panted out heavily as she felt him withdraw from her. She whimpered as she felt his middle finger push into her come-filled cunt. His thumb rubbed up against her clit, making her nerves dance in hot waves. She cried out a soft orgasm as she came again. She breathed heavily as she rested against his body.

“We barely know each other,” she said after a while. She didn’t know how long they sat together, staring at their reflection before she finally spoke.

“We have the rest of our lives to get to know each other,” he said, running a hand up and down her thigh, sending heat up and down her back. “You are mine now.”

He pulled her off his lap, and they laid in bed together. A shiver went down her back as he kissed her shoulder. They were facing each other, her left leg locked between his muscular thighs.

Giving a laugh, she watched him grab her wrist. He kissed the inside of her wrist before kissing the inside of her elbow. She shut her eyes as she felt his lips on her shoulder. Every kiss sent a vibrating heat under her skin. His mouth sucked on her neck and she grabbed onto the back of his hair as his teeth grazed against her skin. The muscles in her stomach tightened. The world ceased to exist as BaeJin’s embrace consumed her.

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peachyhours · 3 years

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hey luv, hope you're doing well! i'd like to request 'CIX members in a long-distance relationship w/ their s/o' pls & ty💕

Cix reaction having a long-distance relationship with their s/o

A/N :: Thank you so much sweetie I'm doing great thanks for asking! I hope you like it and have a lovely day 🤍

♡ Byounggon

- So of course you call each other multiple times a week, but you've never seen each other in real life

- You always both tell how was your day to the other, talking about your burdens giving eachother advices

- He trusts you a lot, he isn't scared about you going to parties or seeing other boys

- For your birthday he bought tickets to come see you and surprise you

- Will knock at your door with a gift and some snacks

- You were so shocked that you almost passed out

- He spends the whole week at your house and let me tell you he did not let you breathe, he was kissing you and hugging you all day not letting you go

♡ Seunghun

- Random ass text prank each other

- You have the little habit of facetiming each other on your way to school/work

- You always send memes or ugly pictures to each other, you definitely screenshot them to show to the other members one day

- The first time you saw each other irl was when he got you a free tickets to their concert so you can come watch them and then see them in backstage

- You tell their performance was amazing and you had so much fun, you were sooo happy to finally hug your boyfriend, the members think you're both are super cute together

♡ Yonghee

- For a long distance relationship you see each other pretty regularly like every 3 or 4 months

- Always leaves you cute good night and good morning messages

- Everytime he sees you, he takes new selfies and pictures of you to put it as wallpaper and lockscreen

- When you came to Korea to see him, he was waiting for you at the airport, the whole time you were here he tried to show you beautiful places, cute cafe/shop

- Your relationship would last really long because you both trust each other a lot and your relationship is very stable

♡ Jinyoung

- GOODNIGHT VIDEO CALLS

- And I feel like he's really possive? He probably gets jealous easily when you talk about other boys

- He always spoils you, sending you random packages with makeup, food, or anything that you like from Korea

- He calls you to sing you songs to help you fall asleep

- Wants everyone to know that you're his girlfriend

- Sometimes he sends you abs pic when he knows you at work just to see your reaction afterward 🤫

♡ Hyunsuk

- "Y/n why are you calling me right now it's 4:00AM"

- He talks all the time about you and how amazing, beautiful, cute, talented, funny... you are (pls the members are tired of him 😭)

- Sends you videos of him when he's practicing

- He definitely tries to learn your language and your culture so when he comes to see you he can speak with your friends and family

- The members send you tons of pictures of him when he's sleeping or making ugly faces

- Sometimes when you're facetiming he does aegyo just for you

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shuichi-sama · 3 years

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the lost prince, the prince of gold.

inspired by: cix - jungle mv

Summary: Following her mother's failure of her second attempt in marriage, Y/n, daughter of an archeologist, is forced between choosing how to spend her last summer break before her freshman year in college. Surely attending her mother's third wedding won't be as fun as the previous one, leaving her with only one choice, joining her father in one of his many escapades, during the harshest weather of the year in the mountains of the Netherlands.

Unbeknown of a mysterious young boy chained in a cave deep within the mountains. With no recollection of his past and only a name, Jinyoung, is their new found responsibility.

But when Jinyoung's memories slowly start to unravel, the dark truths of his past lead them to an unknown jungle and a broken kingdom with years worth of ancient history.

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poppingtoi · 3 years

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Why?: Bae Jinyoung has pink hair and that is kinda killing me so that's it.

Summary: Random date at the dorm with the boys home so it's more like a group hangout to be honest.

Worth the wait - CIX Bae Jinyoung

Dating an idol was quite a new experience for you. You had only been on one date through a whole month and you were missing Jinyoung a lot. But you decided to handle the situation like a normal adult because you understood and supported his dream and the lifestyle it implied.

After you mentioned wanting to see him he managed to work something out because he was dying to see you as well and promotions were finally over. You rushed to his dorm on a Saturday morning with your prettiest comfy outfit, a smile you hadn't worn in a long time and a small red velvet cake (from your favorite bakery) to share with the boys.

You were excited and a little nervous, giving how long it had been. You only knocked once before the door swung open in front of your eyes and Hyunsuk welcomed you in. Baejin was still inside his own room. You left the cake in the kitchen, greeted the other boys and slowly made your way into your boyfriend's room. He stood in front of his mirror, eyes focused on his reflection as he mumbled something.

-Yeah so... would you... like... - he sighed closing his eyes and made eye contact with you through the mirror when he opened them. - Aaaahhh! God! You scared me...

-I missed you too. - you laughed softly, patting his back with a smile.

-Oh, yeah, I... Hi, babe. - he laughed shyly and turned around. - Should we go-?

-I like your hair. - you interrupted him and reached your hands up to play with it. - I just had to get that out of my chest, it's pretty, you're so pretty.

-You're prettier. - he blurted out almost automatically and blushed immediately after.

You got out of the room holding hands and his band mates started cooing at you two teasingly. He covered his face with his other hand and hid behind you at first but kicked their legs under the table once you all sit down to taste the cake.

-Why red velvet? I thought you'd bring my favorite one. - he pouted at you after taking a spoonful. - I ordered your favorite pizza for dinner, sweety.

-Valentine's was last week so actually... I didn't have many other options, you know? - you pointed at him with your fork and he leaned in to eat the cake left on it.

-That's an indirect kiss! - Yonghee screamed loudly while laughing and pointing at you.

-They're dating, remember? - said Byounggon between giggles.

-Aaaahhh! My eyes! - Hyunsuk dramatically shoved Jinyoung and covered his eyes.

-This is why I said we should go out. - your boyfriend placed his arm around your shoulders and glared at the other members.

-You'd miss us too much. - Yonghee stuck out his tongue playfully.

-Having Dispatch follow us around and shoving cameras on our faces sounds like such a good plan, babe. - you ran your fingers through his hair and smiled ironically.

You got a few soda cans from the convenience store down the street and continued to eat more cake and take random quizzes on your phones to find out what kind of hamburger you were based on your favorite horror movie.

-Where's Seunghun? I haven't seen him all day. - you asked, staring at the untouched plate, and they started laughing uncontrollably. - What?

-He missed our appointment at the hairdresser a couple days ago because he fell asleep and he didn't want the company to find out so... he planned on dying his hair it himself here. - Hyunsuk struggled to explain as he chuckled nonstop.

-Seunghun! Come out now! We've got a guest, don't be disrespectful! - Byounggon screamed between laughs to try and get the other boy to come out.

While the other three boys made their way to bang on the door and burst into Seunghun's room Jinyoung moved his chair a little closer and gave your cheek a sweet short kiss. You blushed and laughed because of how shy he usually was at the dorm and softly pecked his lips before turning around again.

Yonghee dragged Seunghun out of his room, pulling his sleeve with a mischievous smirk as Hyunsuk pushed him from behind and Byounggon clapped. A towel was covering the fun hair you wanted to see incredibly badly and they all stopped in front of you. Right when Yonghee took the towel Seunghun turned around and you tilted your head in confusion.

-Was it not supposed to be red? I think it still fits him, maybe the stylist can make it work or... - your words died in your throat as he turned around and you started laughing too.

-I don't see what you all find so funny! You should feel bad for me if anything, heartless- meanies. - he crossed his arms over his chest and pouted with a glare.

-But your eyebrows are red too! It's not even the same shade, it's like fucsia! Plus-! - he interrupted your remarks and giggles with random screams.

-Hey, I brought you cake so it'd be nice if you could not make my ears bleed, bro. - you laughed again, staring at his fun eyebrows.

-What? Why didn't anyone tell me? You're seriously the best!

And you all continued to make fun of him and played a few rounds of just dance until it was finally and sadly time for you to go back home. It was definitely worth the wait.

#cix fluff #bae jinyoung #cix imagines #cix reactions #cix scenarios #cix baejin #cix jinyoung #cix drabbles #jinyoung fluff #jinyoung fanfic #jinyoung imagines #kpop ff

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seunghunney · 4 years

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boyfriend jinyoung

pairing: jinyoung x reader

requested: yes prompt- ‘boyfriend jinyoung as a bulletpoint scenario’

words: 330

masterlist

boyfriend jinyoung would include:

didn’t realise he was crushing on you until you had a date w someone else... cue jealous jinyoung

when he asked you out he was very nervous, stuttering over his words. it was so endearing you let him out of his misery and said yes

your first date was perfect, he took you on a stroll around your local park and then took you to the cafe he knew you loved.

dates w him are the cutest and minimal, trips to the museums, trips to the cafe, spontaneous dates to the beach. whenever you spent time with him, you slowly let yourself fall in love with every bit of him.

instantly knows when something’s wrong. knows how to make you feel better with your favourite ice cream and your favourite movie.

there’s nights where his insecurities get the better of him, you hold him tight whilst he tells you what’s on his mind. you promise to always be there for him and you’ll love him no matter what.

biggest FLIRT ever

‘y/n’

‘hmm?’

‘you know what would look good on me?’

‘wha’

‘you’

cue a blush erupting on your face and jinyoung teasing you even more

petty fights, stupid things are said to one another but the next day there’s soft apologies muttered and sweet i love you’s, peppering each other’s faces with kisses and cuddling.

often talks about you a lot to his friends, cue seunghun, hyunsuk, byounggon and yonghee being tired of listening to jinyoung rant abt ‘how pretty y/n’s eyes are, how breathtaking their smile is’ for the 100th time

loves to spoil you with random gifts. you’ll find flowers adorning your room every other day, you’ll find your favourite food in your kitchen after a super long day.

never fails to tell you how much he loves you every night whilst cuddling you.

you wouldn’t wish for a better boyfriend than jinyoung.

#cix #cix jinyoung #bae jinyoung #bae jinyoung boyfriend #cix scenarios #cix jinyoung scenarios #jinyoung scenarios #bae jinyoung angst #bae jinyoung fluff #jinyoung x reader #jinyoung x you #cix fics #cix baejin #baejin #bae jinyoung x reader #wanna one jinyoung #my fic

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jakebf · 4 years

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leedo + baejinyoung + sunghoon bios

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀l.⠀𓎆⠀﹪⠀b⠀🌳⠀s.⠀𓂃⠀♥️

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ִֶָ ⠀lee⠀𓂃⠀🌳⠀baejin.⠀🫀⠀sung!

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⿻⠀،⠀김건학⠀≀⠀배진영⠀៸៸⠀🌿⠀박성훈

#messy bios #kpop locs #locs twitter #seokjin lq icons #࣪𓏲 #twitter-layout #twitter layout #twitter locs #mnet iland #enhyphen #cix fluff #bae jinyoung #cix baejin #baejin layouts #sunghoon

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fuckedurbias · 4 years

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superhero!baejin pt.2

PART 1

it had been almost two months since the robot ordeal

that villain was successfully defeated, captured and locked up in prison

but there had been a couple more seperate incidences since then

by different, lesser known villains

they were nowhere near as drastic and destructive as the whole robot thing

but still pretty scary and threatening

and at both of those newer situations

he was there

this, spider boy

you’d been researching him ever since that day

and paying a lot more attention to jinyoung

and putting the pieces together, slowly but surely

whenever something bad happened

and there was attack of some sort, even minor

jinyoung would suddenly disappear when nobody was looking and distracted

seriously how did nobody else notice?

or more importantly

how did jinyoung think nobody would notice

well, they didn’t so he was right

but you noticed,,,, so somebody did

anyways

during this time as well

you and jinyoung were becoming closer

and, much to your dismay

you caught feelings

as if you didn’t have them already and were just in denial

you caught them hard

and it was very hard to hide it

part of you wanted to avoid him and never see him again

the other part wanted to be around him any chance you got

but obviously you couldn’t do either of those things

so nothing really changed in the relationship

except you two becoming closer

texting each other a lot

and hanging out more

but they weren’t dates!!! at least you both told yourselves that

but,,, never said to each other it wasn’t

‘haha wow fun date today jinyoung!!’

“haha yes i agree!! haha a date how insane would that be if it was one?!”

the banter flirting,,,

it turned into more,,, real flirting

and just intensified

everyone else in the group was just so confused

a very large part of you felt like

BUT YES ANYWAYS SUPERHERO STUFF

you knew it was jinyoung

how couldn’t it be

if it wasn’t you’d be genuinely gobsmacked

n e ways

this particular day, you and baejin were once again

hanging out at the largest shopping centre in your city

,,,with your friends of course,,

but it didn’t feel like they were there at all

you n jinyoung were in your own little world together uwu

you and jinyoung were sharing a frozen yoghurt

and talking about anime you were watching together

COME ON HOW DO YOU NOT THINK HE LIKES YOU WAKE UP!! U WEENIE!!

when all of a sudden

the glass roof above you smashes and starts to fall

and the most horrible, eardrum shattering high pitched noise runs through the entire centre

you cover your ears and scream, full of pain and terror

jinyoung acts quickly and gathers your group and pushes them all under the table while everyone’s trying to block out the noise

it stops shortly after it started but the glass is still falling

you’re all sitting under there

and you unintentionally look at jinyoung

with the most pleading look in your eyes

you had the worst feeling of dread in your stomach

you didn’t want him to go and fight whatever the fuck was causing this

you had a feeling this one would be really dangerous and scary

what if he got really badly hurt? what if he,,,, couldn’t do it?

you don’t even know when

but he had grabbed your hand at some point during you being inside your own head with worry

and was holding it tightly, squeezing it with reassurance

you didn’t know it yet but,,, he knew that you knew

but you just took this reassuring hand squeeze as him just trying to comfort you

with his free hand he softly pats your head, telling you ‘it’ll be okay’

when all the glass had fallen and it was safe,,, enough,,,, to at least try to get safety

jinyoung pulls you all out from under the table and chaos has ensued

people running in fear all around you

‘run!’ jinyoung yells at everyone

your legs won’t let you

you’re so worried about him

jinyoung, who hasn’t let go of your hand

has to start running with you for your legs to subconsciously start running

your chest is so tight

you were trying not to cry and lose it

you were so scared that you were going to be hurt

and even more worried that he could be hurt or,,, worse

at some point jinyoung let go of your hand and left you

you didn’t even realise because you were just so scared

you didn’t even know where you were running

not to an exit, not to somewhere safe

just, away

from whatever this was

you eventually ran into a store

specifically a doc martens

why that one? you didn’t know

there was a few people already hiding in there

you hid near the front window, so you could try and see out

you looked up at the roof, where the sky was very visible

and saw a villain floating in the sky that you recognised

he was fairly new and fairly young

but recently he’d been determined on causing chaos

he had a few very strong, very dangerous powers that you knew of

for someone his age, he was very chaotic and strong

he must’ve emitted a sound wave to smash all the glass

while watching, you start to see something horrible

these scary dog/bat/rat like creatures start running in from the now open roof

running on the walls and ceiling like bugs

separating onto each of the floors before running off to cause havoc

your breath hitches in your throat, quickly but quietly hiding under the sill of the window

you look back into the rest of the store, seeing the other people covering their mouths trying not to scream as they look on with nothing but horror in their eyes

you just sat there in silence, listening

you could hear the creatures roaring and growling in the distance, but none of them sounded close enough yet

suddenly, you heard noise coming from where the villain was

he was talking to someone

oh no

the feeling of dread in your stomach came back and you wanted to vomit everywhere from how strong it was

you tried to listen and see up to where he was

but it was hard without possibly exposing your face to the creatures outside if they were to pass by

you lifted your head, your forehead and eyes were exposed in the window but you didn’t care

you needed to see

you needed to see if he was okay

you couldn’t hear much but from what you could make out

it sounded like ‘i knew that my little plan here would bring you out’

that made you mad

what the heck was this asshole on about?

during your eavesdropping

you made one grave mistake

you blocked out your surroundings completely

and you didn’t notice a creature coming by

and spotting you

you only noticed

when it pounced on the window and roared in your face

scaring the living daylights out of you

before it figured out there was an entrance

you quickly crawled back, getting up

yelling at everyone else in the store to quickly go to back in the stock room and hide in there

when you faced back to the window the thing was gone

it was slowly crawling into the entrance

it seemed to want to back you into a corner

it was in the pouncing position, slowly crawling towards you

you had a plan

you walked back slowly, making it look like you were doing what it wanted

you walked closer to the shoe rack that was next to you

with your arms behind your back

you stopped right behind where the rack ended

and when the creature was close to you

right in the middle of the rack

you quickly grabbed it with both your hands

and forcibly pulled it down

making the entire rack come crashing down onto the creature before it could escape

after processing what you just did, which didn’t take long

you sprinted out of the store (after locking the stock room door so the people inside were safe)

the other creatures quickly saw you and started chasing you

there was no point in running to an entrance, they’d continue following you

and you’d just bring them out onto the streets

so you made an impulse and rather silly decision

that you should try and fight

so you quickly turned the corner

into one of the restaurant sections of the centre

you ran up to the seafood restaurant

and yanked off the spear of the fisherman statue outside

you quickly turned it around and pointed it at the creatures that were slowly beginning to circle you

you tried to look threatening but you doubted that you did

holy shit, you were really about to die

at least you were going to try and last a little bit longer

it’s not even the fact that you can’t fight,,, at least not with a spear??

just that you were really outnumbered

and didn’t have any superpowers to defend yourself

suddenly someone jumps down in front of you

it was him

spider boy-wait no,,, jinyoung

he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist as he shot a web up onto the roof

as the creature right in the middle pounces

you quickly swing and whack it hard right on its temple, sending it flying

and very much unconscious

the other creatures quickly start to try and jump up and bite you both as jinyoung swings away

he swings you both of the now open rooftop

which was definitely a bad idea

because the villain immediately started chasing you both

shooting laser rays at you both out his hands

you screamed a little, tightening your grip around jinyoung’s shoulders

burying your face into his shoulder, squeezing your eyes shut

bracing yourself for what felt like the inevitable

jinyoung was being very speedy and agile however

going in between buildings, turning corners really sharply on his webs

once it seemed like he lost the villain,,, for now

he landed on a balcony

as soon he placed you down he started stroking your hair, checking over your face

‘why did you come save me? how did you even know i was in danger?’

‘i’m a super, duh. i always know when someone’s in danger’

you grab his hand and snatch it away from your hair

‘no, i’m not stupid. you shouldn’t have come to save me and jeopardised your own safety and the success of defeating that asshole, you’ve put yourself in danger because of me and now if you get hurt or even worse,,, die! because of me i will never forgive myself.’

‘baby, i’m a super. this is my job, i got this’

god even with his mask and you struggling to hear his muffled voice, him calling you that for the first time made you want to cry, especially in this dire of a situation.

‘i don’t care, jinyoung. i am not worth the risk’

he reaches his hands up and grabs his mask

oh fuck

you realise what you just said and,,, oh fuck

and he slides it off

oh shit,,, he looks so beautiful with his hair all messy like that oh god your heart is going to burst

he just gives you a cheeky smirk

‘i knew it. i knew you knew’

‘well it was pretty obvious, you didn’t even try to hide it’

‘ yeah i did a pretty bad job but hey, nobody but you seems to know so,,,’

he grabs both of your hands and pulls you closer

‘also,, you were literally about to die as if i’d just let that happen’

‘hey i think i’d last at least 6 seconds of fighting those things before i’d die’

he just chuckles in response as his gaze falls to your lips

your smile

he slowly leans in

and you close your eyes as you instinctively lean it too

but you hear a loud wooshing noise

and you open your eyes to see

the villain floating right behind jinyoung

you scream and try to push jinyoung out the way

but at the last second, jinyoung turns around and jumps in front of you

he gets hit right in the stomach with the laser

you scream and try to catch him in your arms as he collapses

the villain just smile as he watches on

turning around and flying away when he feels happy with what he’s seen

what he’s done

you can’t even yell anything at him

no noise will come out of your throat

jinyoung open his eyes a little

he weakly grabs your hand

and places it on his chest

‘press,,,,, press the button’

you’re confused,,, what button??

then you realise

the spider in the middle of his chest is the button

you press down frantically and it lights up and blinks rapidly

in what seems to be morse code

you press down a few more times

even more frantically

you don’t even know what it does but you’re desperate

jinyoung pulls your hand away and just holds it weakly

rubbing his thumb over the back of your palm

‘it’s okay baby,,, it’ll be okay’

you give him those pleading eyes again, tears brimming

you can tell he’s so desperately trying to stay conscious and it hurts

it hurts so bad seeing him in pain and trying so hard to keep you from crying and worrying

suddenly

you hear someone landing behind you on the balcony

you turn around frantically to see

another super that you know very well

and another one floating beside them

it’s the two popular supers from last time

the one behind you smiles at you as they step over you to get to jinyoung

the other one picks you bridal style

you squeal out of shock

but you didn’t feel scared

they must’ve been here to help

that must’ve been what jinyoung’s button was for

sending them a message to come help

the other super picks up jinyoung the same

and they start to fly you somewhere

really fast

the villain seems to notice somehow

and starts to chase them too

they speed up even more

and take you through a tunnel

and they aim for a sewer hole entrance

you scream

how the heck are you gonna fit through there?!

you brace for impact

though it never happens

you open your eyes again and suddenly you’re in the sewer

they’re flying through, the villain still trying to catch up

and you go down further and further into the sewer

and suddenly you’re at what appears to be a base

the supers quickly place you and jinyoung down on the floor

‘we will be back shortly’

they quickly go back up and stop the villain from entering

chasing him away

when you can’t hear them anymore you sit up and look down to jinyoung

he seems better already

you grab him by the chest part of his suit

and pull him up to you

and kiss him quickly and harshly

‘please, don’t ever scare me like this again’

he smiles, kissing you again, really softly and delicately

‘only if you promise to stop putting yourself in danger’

you scrunch up your face, before kissing him again

it was a deal

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thighskyh · 5 years

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[9:53am] The sun shining through your window woke you up from your deep slumber. Blinking, you stayed in that position for a few minutes & just as you were about to dose off again, you felt arms securely wrapped around you — which you weren’t aware of, pulling you closer towards their chest & rested their chin on your head. You smiled slightly, almost certain you’ve turned red before flipping over to the other side to face him while his arms were still wrapped around you.

You brought your hand over to his messy hair & began to slowly push away the strands that covered his face before running your fingers through his soft locks, all while you attempt to not stir him awake & stared at him in awe.

Seconds later, he scrunched his nose before opening his eyes to look at you, surprising you as you hurriedly withdrew your hand from his hair before sinking your face into the pillow as you whined for getting caught, hiding your embarrassment away from him.

Time stopped as he looked at you, eyes filled with much adoration & formed crescents as he turned into a giggling mess, making you giggle along with him as he pulled you in for a soft kiss to your forehead, ruffling your hair before gently leaning your head closer to his bare chest & rested his hands on your waist.

You pecked his lips soon after, smiling slightly in satisfaction before snuggling your nose into the crook of his neck, wrapping your arms around him as he lied on his back. The both of you falling asleep once again with your legs entangled together.

[re-edited & proofreaded + deleted on my other account on accident rip]

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every1studio · 6 years

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REQUESTED: “project: make it happen” [w1: baejin]

genre: FLUFF + high school concept

ficstyle: bulletpoints

anon asked: “ could u pls do a high school scenario w/ baejin when u (the reader) gets paired with him for a school project ?? thank uuuuu”

note: SORRY I’VE BEEN M.I.A. I was at a friend’s place without my laptop but I AM BACK // featuring DAY6 Wonpil // hope you like it~

there was a pretty flower boy at your school, Bae Jinyoung

but he was just your daily eye candy

(there’s no way he’d fall for someone like me...)

so you never went out of your way to get to know him, even though he’s in your class

and he had sooo many fangirls

it would’ve been a dangerous and risky thing to get to know him out of the blue

this morning; everything was going the way it usually does

you walked into class; usually the first one in class

but today, you’ve saw Jinyoung in the room first

he looks up at you, “good morning, y/n”

you quickly lowered your head and bowed as you made your way to your seat

“good morning, Jinyoung..”

it’s not a surprise that everyone knows his name, but that he knows yours

you both were listening to nature’s concert as people slowly made their way into class

“GOOD MORNING JINYOUNG!!”

“MORNING BAEJIN, DID YOU SLEEP WELL?”

he was bombarded by morning greetings from fellow female classmates

Jinyoung just smiled as quietly replied to them

(I don’t know how he does that.. I would be annoyed as hell)

during class, as the teacher was assigning partners; you could barely focus on class because of all the whispering of Jinyoung

“he looks so good today”

“don’t we have a partner project to do? I hope we get paired together..”

every time a girl was paired with someone other than Jinyoung, they would loudly sigh in despair

you were getting sick of it but you didn’t want to cause a scene

you just wanted to pass high school

“Jinyoung and y/n”

all the girls turned to look at you at the same time

it sent shivers down your spine

you slowly raised your hand, “can we switch partners?”

the teacher looked at you funny

you were usually a quiet student who works well with others

“do you have a problem with Jinyoung?”

you lowered your hand and fiddled with your pencil

“no...bu-”

“did I do something to offend you?” Jinyoung softly asked

“no..”

“then I don’t see any problem, do you Jinyoung?” the teacher gestured to the both of you

he shook his head as he showcased a soft smile

(y/n.. this is where all the girls gang up on you and they leave you to die in a ditch)

you turned to face the window as your silently bit your lips

(WHY ME DAMN IT)

after class, you tried to scurry off to eat lunch with your childhood friend, Wonpil

you were stopped by a couple of girls when you got to the door

“hey switch partners with me”

you were about to say “GO AHEAD TAKE HIM.. I CHERISH MY LIFE OVER A BOY ANY DAY”

but Jinyoung walked over

“I don’t want to switch partners”

all the girls looked up at him in awe and embarrassment

you quietly moved around them and ran away

leaving Jinyoung standing there without having saying anything else

he clenched his fists slightly as he shoved them in his pocket and went back to his seat

“wait so what’s the problem with Jinyoung?” Wonpil asked as he wiped your mouth with his handkerchief

“his popularity.. I was attacked by his fans and I don’t want to deal with them.. I didn’t go to school to look at boys..”

“I would be scared for his fans to be honest..but...”

he nods, “but you know it’s not a bad thing to fall in love..”

you sternly looked at him

“me? falling in love? that’s news to the world..”

but deep down inside you thought (I’ve been admitting that he’s good looking..but do I actually like him?)

“regardless of whoever, I support it” Wonpil nods as he crosses his arms

“it’s you” you joked

he gasps, “I take that back”

LUNCH WAS OVER

so you walked back to class

“trying to flirt with Jinyoung while talking to another guy? you’re the lowest of low..” one of your classmates and her clique came up to you

you sighed as you looked at your shoes and then her face

“what makes you think I’m flirting with Jinyoung? and just because I “talk” to a guy doesn’t mean I’m “with” him either.. stop assuming things and act your age..”

you walked past them but the “leader” pulled your arm back

causing you to stumble back in front of them

“because I know you come to class early to have personal time with Jinyoung.. in fact you probably used money to bribe the teacher so you could pair up with Jinyoung..”

you sarcastically let out an empty scoff

yes, you were the child of CEO of car company

yes, you had lots of money

but you wanted to strive making it to the top without your father’s money

you push her back with a finger; harshly to the point that she fell back on her friends

“watch what you say.. unlike you.. I don’t go to school to eye-goggle at boys..that’s not going to pay the bills..”

you saw her getting back up and gave out a whiny shriek

her friends started to fix her uniform and hair

that girl was also a child of a big corp. (not as big as your father’s company though) so she was the epitome of a spoiled rich kid

she was charging at you; you were getting ready to fight

she raises your hand at you

CLASP

before you could block her hand

Jinyoung’s grasp on her made a little squirmish since it sounded like it hurted

“y/n didn’t do anything.. she even tried to change partners.. you were there.. I wanted to be her partner.. so I without change, I will be her partner..”

he let go of her arm and left a red hand print on her

she didn’t say anything but cried as she ran back into class; her friends followed after

you nodded at him, “thanks”

“no problem.. can’t ruin your transcript for a petty fight like this..”

you pulled your lips into a straight-lined smile and you raised your brows, “no kidding”

you were about to walk back into class

but seeing as though, Jinyoung’s talk wasn’t enough

the girl placed a chalkboard eraser wedged between the doors

Jinyoung saw it and came over to envelop himself over you

PLOP

it fell onto his hair and uniform

you were surprised the many things that happened in that short of a time frame

Jinyoung looks at you, “did it get on you?

you shook your head as you dusted some chalk off of his bangs

he stormed over to the culprit, the rich girl because obviously she had chalk all over her skirt and shoulder

“you..better leave y/n alone or else...” he glared at her

Jinyoung then came back to take your hand and led you to your desk

making sure that there weren’t any other tricks up her sleeves

Jinyoung was about to turn around to go back to his seat

“hey...thanks.. a lot..”

he turns around with a smile, “no problem..could I... could I get your number?”

this was probably everyone’s first time Jinyoung going out of his way to talk to a girl

and asking for their number

“uh sure...”

AFTER THAT DAY

you guys constantly went out to get your projects done

Wonpil called it “dates”

“I beg to differ” you’d tell him

“I’m calling this “Project: Make it Happen” you and Jinyoung are already the talk of the school so might as well” Wonpil states

but if you really thought about it... why would you guys work on your projects at a crepe shop? and talk about your aspirations in life?

(nah...it’s not a date...right?)

you began to get sick and you told Jinyoung to work on his project on his own for the time being

DING DONG

your housekeeper opened the door and started to blush

“uh.. miss/mr. y/n...your boyfriend it here~”

“HE ISN’T MY BOY (insert wheezing cough) MY BOYFRIEND!!”

you trotted downstairs

“what are you doing here.. I’m sick... I don’t want to get you sick”

Jinyoung smiled

“it’s a partner project..how can I work on it by myself..”

you were slightly flushed but you blamed the sickness for it

you gestured him to your room

“make sure you keep the door open~” your housekeeper dashed into the kitchen for tea and snacks

“I SWEAR TO (cough cough)..”

Jinyoung pats you on your back

“are you okay?”

you pulled your hood over your face

“I t-told you I’m sick..”

you both sat down at the coffee table in the middle of your room

“your house is big...”

he looks around

you usually kept to yourself and were fairly mature so it took him by surprise to see lots of bright cars and concert posters on your walls

but he kept that to himself

you both quietly worked on the project together

“hey y/n isn’t this reversed?”

he leans over to you, with his arm pointing to problem around your shoulders

you kinda moved back as you looked at him and the papers

before you could say anything

“AHCHOOO”

you sneezed onto his face

“OH SHIT I’M SO SORRY!”

you were wiping his face with your sleeve and he was just laughing

(I’ve always seen him smile but this was the first time.. I’ve ever seen him laugh...it’s...cute)

“now I’m gonna get sick.. so we can be the sick duo together ahahhahahaha get it? sick duo?”

he was laughing a little too hard at his joke but you couldn’t help but laugh

you both went back to work

Jinyoung catches you being drowsy and he guided your head to his shoulder

he leans back, using his arms to hold him up as you were snoring softly on his shoulder/chest

your housekeeper walks in and gasps

(THIS IS SO CUTE) she thinks to herself

Jinyoung brings his finger to his lips and she nods and placed the tray of tea and snacks on the table

about 20 minutes later

you woke up

“hey there sleepy head”

you looked up and your face was so close to him

out of surprised, you headbutted into his chin

“DAMMIT I’M SORRY AGAIN”

he just laughs

“you’re actually pretty ditzy... it’s cute...”

that brought you to look at him

“wh-what?”

he looks at you with his hand rubbing his chin

“you’re cute.. you’ve always been...I was..I was just not confident to approach you... so ..I was glad that you’re my partner for this project...”

he lowers his hand and rubs the back of his neck

“so like.. even after this project...can we still be partners??”

“wait..what?”

Jinyoung takes a deep breath and looks at you

“will you be my boy/girlfriend?”

you quickly lowered your head to “cough”

you were in lots of shock

(he’s been noticing me before the project?)

you nodded without making eye contact with him

“ye-yeah..”

he pats your head and lets out a sigh of relief

“I don’t know what I’ve would’ve done if you said no...”

THE NEXT DAY // PRESENTATION DAY

you and Jinyoung both executed the project perfectly; within time limits and project visuals on point

after the project, everyone would’ve thought that you and Jinyoung wouldn’t talk to each other anymore

but they noticed your guys eating lunch together and holding hands

Wonpil sends you a text

“project; it happened”

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END

[masterlist + guidelines]

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