#jeno soft hours

[mayaflowerxs]

omgg hii! i'd like to request a fic of Jeno (similar to jaemin's Crazy In Love) but i wanna have the fic sweeter and cuter, as in jeno's really and deeply in love with y/n and that he always shamelessly shows how clingy he is around y/n and would do anything in the world just for her 🥺

(i wouldn't mind a little bit of romantic smut between Jeno & y/n too 🤭)

FAILED CONFESSIONS

Synopsis: The five times Jeno failed to confess & ask you out and the one time he finally found the courage. Or, in which Jeno embarrasses himself multiple times until he finally manages to do things right.

Warning: Fluff / Humor / Smut. Swear word usage, softdom!Jeno, oral + creampie, it’s on the more cliche side so beware! She fell first he fell harder trope. Idol life!

Pairing: Jeno x fem reader

1. WHEN HE WAS 8

The day you saw Jeno was at work. As a cashier, you see faces every second of every hour and unfortunately for him you wouldn’t recognize him again after that day. At least that’s what he thinks. Jeno’s used to the attention, to girls fawning over him and guys wanting to be his friends. He’s popular, aura of his is very enticing but not for you. Maybe it was because you had currently been running an eight hour shift, on the busiest day of the week and the store lacked cashiers but it seemed the tables have turned the second you ringed his group of friends.

Rowdy and in their own world, the friend group continues to have their conversation of god knows what. And it wasn’t until you asked what sort of payment will be made did he turn to face you. He’s not spiritual, not into astrology nor psychology or any of that sort of thing and yet, in that moment he wanted to asks all sorts of questions. Like how is it, that you managed to get him starstruck by merely being in his presence. Frozen in place, hands becoming clammy, throat clenching and hand half way through his pocket and fidgeting with his sleeve. His brain practically reboots until he’s able to move again. “Oh sorry, um..how much?” He asks shyly, mentally scolding himself as he tries to avoid as much eye contact.

And even though you didn’t notice the flustered state the boy in front of you was in, he felt as if you did. There’s no way you didn’t notice the nervous gulp and the struggle to take out his credit card. There’s no way you didn’t notice the way his friends began to snicker the second they realized how he got because of you. But as he swipes the card and you hand him the receipt with a quick, ‘have a good day’ he slightly wished you did notice him.

Jeno wasn’t one to waste time. Any girl he liked he was quick to ask out and yet as he grabbed all the bags, not wanting the others to help carry and slightly wanting to impress you: he walked off as quickly as he could. Forgetting about his credit card, “Your credit card!” You say and hand it out to him. A tight lipped smile, he nods and grabs it. Uttering a low thanks he was sure you didn’t even hear. Shutting his eyes momentarily and walking out of the store he scolded himself all the way to the parking lot. Throwing the bags inside and getting in, he waited for the moment in which his friends would give him hell. And when they do arrive, as expected they dived right in.

The car erupted in chaos, he felt their hands shaking him as they cooed. Jokes and laughs were made, teasing from Chenle and Haechan and squeals from Mark. He wanted to punch every single one of them. He didn’t want to be reminded of how much he acted like a fool. He didn’t want to be reminded that no matter how much he physically changed he’s still the same eight year old dork that struggled to ask you out all those years ago. A single rose in hand with a box of chocolates. Propping his glasses up the bridge of your nose as he tried to steady his breathing. You’ve been his long time crush since preschool, way before he even understood what feelings were. His best friend Jaemin at his side reminding him everything will work out. That you would say yes, he spent the day before rehearsing what’d he say. How he’d approach you, would it be in front of everyone? Would he ask you to meet him behind a tree?

During the first and second grade, he grew just the tiniest bit of confidence to talk to you but for the most part still too shy. The most he ever spoke to you was to ask you to pass him the glue. Spending most of his time admiring you from afar and when he decided he’d ask you to be his girlfriend, Jaemin was ecstatic for him. Taking him to the nearest store where he spent too much time trying to find the right rose and box of chocolates. All just for it to never be received by you. The next day came and as he walked past the gates of the school he noticed the slight sadness in his best friends eyes. “I’m sorry.”

But he couldn’t pay much mind to him. Only a few yards away from the two of them, were you and your first ever boyfriend Shotaro. A transfer from Japan and even though he only knew a few sentences the two of you quickly hit it off. Close to the hip, Jeno should’ve seen this coming. Of course he noticed how good friends you two became and yet he was dumb to think he wouldn’t ask you out. Of course he would, you’re pretty, kind, funny and sassy. All that he likes about you. And so feeling disheartened, he throws the rose into the trash can and gives Jaemin the chocolates. Ever since that day, he’s only liked you from afar. He thought as the time went on he’d forget about this ‘silly’ crush on you but that would be far from the truth.

Which is why, as he currently sits in the car. Running a frustrated hand through his hair and contemplates on what he should do. This would be the first time seeing you after high school, and yet just as he thought he moved on. BAM! Did all those jitters come flying back into the deepest pit of his stomach. I guess he hasn’t actually moved on then.

2. WHEN IN THE 6TH GRADE

The class was switching seats. And as comfortable as the students were, a part dreaded this day but others didn’t. No, others were excited, others were Jeno. As his teacher walked past each desk, one by one and calling out a name his heart only increased in beats. Inhaling sharply, fingers slightly crossed as he hoped his and your name would be called. Not even caring if he got to sit in the back of the class or not.

“Y/n.” His heart skipped a beat, watching as you send a sad smile to your friend and walk over to your new seat. At the front, left corner. Furthest from the teacher and back facing the cubbies. And the desk right in front of her, the teacher hits with her pen and reads the name. “Jeno.” Hearing his friends pat his back and tease him for having to sit in the front he pretends to look sad but doesn’t waste time to go to his new spot. A miracle it was, a blessing his teacher gave him for seating him so close to you. In front of you where he only mostly sees you. And as he sits down, he feels the familiar tightness in his throat appear. His hands becoming clammy and fingers fidgeting with his sleeves. Your eyes momentarily glanced at him and sent a quick smile before looking past him and stare at your friend. As pathetic as it was, he froze. Mind spiraling as he replays the short smile you sent him. You never smiled at him, of course you smiled before but usually it’s because of your happy state but this. This was voluntarily only for him. Not for a group of people or the situation. Only for him, and even though he shouldn’t think much he can’t help but smile idiotically at himself about it.

During the time he sat in front of you, he made it his mission to get you to smile more, and if lucky, make you laugh. So, purposely he began to make dumb decisions, crack jokes and when he notices the slight curve on your face he knew he was heading into the right direction. Letting you in on the pranks he was about to pull on his friends and feeling joyous when you helped him. Accidentally getting glue on his hair, red in the face but liked when you began to giggle and help take it out of him. With you so close and smelling your vanilla perfume, he tenses and panicked to look anywhere but you. Asking for help even when he didn’t need it with the excuse that you’re the smartest of the class, which you were. He made himself seem like the class clown who had not a single clue as to how to do his work. And even though he got in trouble a lot, he felt happy to know it was getting your attention. So much, you spoke to him every chance you got.

It almost seemed like everything was finally going right for him. You and Shotaro had broken up a while ago, and the only other boy you dated was the class clown Yangyang in the fifth grade. And as jealous he got, Jeno tried his hardest to not come to resent him because he knew he was a good kid. But his hopes were back, you were single. He’s been single even when it’s been made obvious many of the girls especially the popular ones have had a crush on him. He was feeling optimistic and so during lunch, he finds a way to sit by you every time. Even if he had to cut people to stand behind you in line, and during recess he insisted his and your friend group played a game together even when the two had different interests. But it’s not like he cares if his friends wanted to play soccer and yours wanted to play in the bark box. He only looked at you and waited to see what you had to say. And whatever you choice was even if it was to do jump rope which he was miserably bad at or sit at the bench under the blazing sun, he agreed instantly.

Valentines Day was nearing. Which meant grams were around the corner. A time in which anyone can buy someone else a piece of candy with a note on it. Whether it’d be anonymous or not but Jeno was feeling brave. This could be his time to ask you out, to confess his feelings and so with his 25 cents in hand. He waits patiently in line, and as he goes to fill out the note he overhears some of the other boys discussing who’d they be sending their candy grams to. And when he hears your name, he feels his heart drop. “Me too!” “No way! I said her name first!” “Yeah well I like her too!” “Who says she’ll pick you?” Whatever hope Jeno had that you’d accept to be his girlfriend fell down the drain. Those boys were much more taller than him, bigger. You would never go for a scrawny kid like him. And so, without his name written on there he simply writes, ‘Happy Valentine’s Day.’ And when the day comes where the names are read, he watches sadly as you get over ten grams from your friends and admirers. Slightly smiling fondly at you for the way your eyes brighten at all the times your name was called.

Dejected that when you said yes to a confession on one of the Valentine grams, it wasn’t his.

3. WHEN IN MIDDLE SCHOOL

Seventh grade by far was the most thrilling year ever. A new school meant new environment, teachers, and classmates. The size of peers doubled and as Jeno made new friends so did you. At some point he managed to move on from you, just a little though. He made tons of new friends but those that sticked were a Canadian kid named Mark and a bratty kid named Haechan. Now enrolled in a soccer team, his clique grew from four friends to almost a class full. His popularity grew as well, his hair was freshly cut. He figured new school new look, clothes were newer and of popular expensive brand. Shoes nice and shiny and backpack a plain black Jansport because that’s was all popular kids wear. Not only that, but more girls were after him. Rumors were spreading like hell fire with more kids along with the gossip so any girl got a crush on him, he’d know within a day notice.

But after the long list of girls liking him, none of the names were ever yours. His attention was drifted off from you for a while, until he saw you show up to one of his games. When he notices you on the bleachers he can’t help but freeze. Why were you here? Do you like sports? Was it because it was tournaments? Were you here for somebody? Dating someone in the team? Oh god hopefully not. And as he tried his hardest to focus, he felt his hands getting clammy again. Just knowing you’re watching, maybe not exactly at him but in general had him feeling extremely nervous. What if he messes up and makes a fool out of himself? Then again it wouldn’t be the first time he’s done it. And when the game ends and luckily winning, his eyes aren’t on his coach nor his teammates. Not even the medal he gets, no his eyes are focused on tracking you. And when he spots you he felt relieved to know you weren’t here because one of the guys were dating you. On the contrary, your friend was dating one of the players, the goalie actually.

And with an excuse in thought. He walks over to you three. “Hey.” He managed to get out without his voice shaking. “Hi!” Your friend greets, a slight nod from you which kinda saddens him. So long since the two of you properly spoke it almost seemed like you two were strangers. But he wanted to speak to you again, which is why when he had a moment with his goalie he demanded he’d bring them any chance he got. Even when no game was going on, “You have to bring them.” “Them?” “Yes, your girlfriend and y/n.” But he didn’t leave any spot for questions, sternly giving him a look he simply nods and obliges. And so, little by little does he get close to you again. So much, rumors have begun to spread. Were the two of you dating? Were there any feelings involved? And even though Jeno only laughed it off, he looked at you expectantly, hopefully. Only smiling off the sting when you simply shake your head. Not even changing his appearance did you have any interest in him.

A dance was nearing, and Jeno thought it’d be the perfect opportunity to ask you out. And this time, he had your friends support. Making sure to get you to not accept any one else’s request and even asking you frequently about Jeno. And when she assured him you’d agree if he asked you, he took the leap again. Only this time, he was successful. You agreed! Overjoyed and also embarrassed by the way he was a stuttering mess and there managed to be a crowd when he asked you. He couldn’t stop smiling from ear to ear. Shyly grabbing your hand and walking you away from the crowd, forgetting that he only asked you to the dance and not to date. So with an awkward chuckle, he lets go. When the night did come, he couldn’t stop pacing. One of the first to arrive despite his friends protests but he didn’t care. Standing by a table he watched as more and more walked through the door, his anxiety doubling as the time went on and no sign of you. But when you finally did, hair down and a part of it up. A nice flowy dress and flats to match it, your smile bright and gradient he felt himself grow weak in the knees.

He dreamed of this very moment and now that it’s here, what should he do next? He only wished to ask you out and never what to actually do when you said yes. With a slight shove from his friends, he sends them a glare and walks over to you. Awkward and ears and cheeks red the two of you dance to a slow song. The disco ball shines above you two and it seems like time stops. Taking in your beauty, Jeno can feel his heart beat in his ears. Taking another gulp to moisten his dry throat. Holding your hand gently and praying they won’t start to sweat. The proximity made him feel fuzzy inside. His other hand on your waist he tries to resist himself in pulling you in a hug. To hold you tight and call you his. To not lean in and kiss your rosey pink lips. For most of the night he had fun with you, so much fun he couldn’t stop smiling like a doofus. Like a little girl did he speak how he felt to his friends, “I think I’m asking her tonight.” And as the supportive friends they are, they patted him in the back and wished him good luck.

So he searched for you, and then wished he didn’t. He couldn’t believe his luck. Eric Sohn, another popular kiddo not really close friends with and he too is a soccer player. Just not in his team. And this same Eric was currently dancing with you on the dance floor to another slow song that began to play. And even though he couldn’t hear what you two were talking about, he knew what was asked the second he saw you nod your head excessively and the group of kids around you began to awe. Truly, he couldn’t catch a break.

4. WHEN YOU TUTORED EACH OTHER

“Can everyone be quiet please?” Jeno snaps, finally gaining some peace in the car. “She doesn’t even remember me so can we please just get going?” Jeno didn’t want to admit what he was feeling was getting the best of him. And it wasn’t fair to take it out on his friends but he just wanted to leave already. To hide in his room and sleep away the image of you. He successfully did it for a few years, surely he can do it some more. But the ignition hasn’t started, and it’s gotten eerily quiet. So much he can practically read his friends thoughts. “What?” He asks monotonously, “You should go talk to her.” “No.” With an exasperated sigh Haechan groans and begins to whine. “C’mon Jeno it’s obvious you still like her.” “Ok and? Doesn’t mean she likes me, I mean she doesn’t even remember me.” He huffs.

Just to think you didn’t even recognize him was only making him more upset and sad. All these years and nothing? Maybe you had short term memory loss or something. There was no way you didn’t remember him, I mean throughout the years the two of you spent some good time together. Making some memorable memories, were they not as meaningful to you as it was to him? Freshman year and at the brink of failing his English class, top of your class and was asked if you could give him a hand. And as the sweetheart you are, you agreed. He still remembers how his throat closed up on him when he saw you enter. He immediately stopped slouching and pulled back a chair for you. Organizing his stuff so there’d be space for you. The first few times were quiet as he felt embarrassed by how bad he was at it.

But then he realized you weren’t so perfect either, you struggled in Math. And he was great in that subject. And so for a fair trade you began tutoring each other. Either at school, before or during lunch, after school at his or your house. At times the two of you got distracted and began having random conversations and playful banter. Watching movies and even staying for dinner. The two of you got so close, you even shared your first kiss together. But it was an accident, at least the first time. Jeno wanted to teach you a dance move and when he encouraged you to try, your socks caused you to slip. Instincts kicked in and before he knew it, he was quick to grab you only to fall alongside you. Falling on top of you and lips planting full smash on yours, a shocked pause occurred. Not a muscle was moved and it seemed like the two of you were afraid to make the next move. By the next time you tutored there was some awkwardness but mostly tension.

And when you excused yourself to go to the bathroom and came back to him standing up to stretch, he came face to face with you. Merely an inch away and as the two of you struggled to not look at each other’s eyes or lips, you two shared similar thoughts. You’d lean in and kiss again. He felt overwhelmed with emotions. He can’t exactly decipher what he’s feeling, the wonder of what your lips would feel like and here he is kissing them again only this time for real. Kissing you like there was no tomorrow. Leading you to your bed, ignoring the loud crunches your papers made. Sighing happily when you run your hand through his hair and pull away to take a breather before leaning back in for more. House with no parents, the two of you spent the rest of the night wrapped in each other’s arms.

That night, you took each other’s virginities.

The purity ring he once wore now dangled around your neck. Luckily your parents didn’t know what that was and assumed it was yours, but Jeno wasn’t so fortunate. He got grounded, berated and shamed. How someone so young could be causing such reckless behavior but at this point in time he was in too deep. He felt this way for a while but never acknowledged it but he knows now. And despite his parents saying he’s too young to know what he’s truly feeling he knew it was real. He knew his love for you wasn’t all in his head. And he certainly knew, he didn’t regret giving you his v-card. Something no one knew, not his best friend or anyone else except you and his parents. It was a shock when he gave you his ring, you assumed he’s been without his virginity and to know you weren’t the only one that lost it, you confessed to him the truth. Guilty, he looks down shamefully. “I should’ve known, I’m sorry it should’ve been special.” “But it was.” Cupping his face and lifting his head to look at you, you can see the twinkle in his eyes the second he glanced at you.

You notice how his pupils dilate and the puppy eyes take form, how at ease he gets and his hands itching to touch you. Yearning for your comfort. “I’m glad it was you that took it, wouldn’t want any one else.” You mumble and close in on his lips.

Leg bouncing as Jeno waits impatiently for Mark to start driving off he rubs the inch on his skin, his shirt slightly reveals his abdomen. The black and red ink apparent As it rests neatly above his v line, a tattoo of a stem with two cherries. A date on it with initials. Your initials. To symbolize the day he popped your cherry, a day he’s never forgotten.

“Well I’m sure she was just too tired, it’s busy in there. You should at least think about coming by some other time and getting in touch with her.” Renjun tries to convince but he and the others can tell their friend has already begun to think about all his memories of you. Even the hurtful ones. Like when he prepared to ask you out with a poster and a bouquet of flowers. The two of you were practically inseparable, already acting like a couple no way it can go wrong. But it did, horribly. He convinced you to meet him out on the track, where he thought he would be able to get some alone time with you but that wouldn’t happen when the kids from p.e would be using it for their run day. Jeno should’ve specified, he should’ve made sure it was clear when he gave some of his classmates each a rose to give to you. A trail until you found your way towards him, but not a single rose was given to you. No instead, to a completely different a girl. The popular girl who’s been heavily crushing on him since the 7th grade and never had her feelings reciprocated.

More and more students piled up, a crowd forming and as she made her way down to the last rose Jeno felt his insides fill with anxiety. Still completely unaware that the person nearing wasn’t you. The horror to see the crowd part way not for you but for her. A bouquet of roses in hand as she read the poster he had in his hands. Phones out, video recording and whispers of encouragement. And when she shrieks and shakes her head. The crowd went wild, clapping and whistling for the new couple. And as he stood there mortified with the chick’s arms wrapped around his neck he grew oblivious to you who merely stood a few feet away. Heart broken and hopes destroyed, feeling stupid for thinking he’d ask you to be his. To think that night meant a lot to him just as it did to you. So that’s why he invited you, you assumed. So that you could see how he’d prove to you that day meant nothing to him, and how easily replaceable you were. So with a broken heart, you turned around swiftly and wiped off the tears from your cheeks. A new profound hatred for him.

5. WHEN HE SAW YOU CRYING

For two years you went ignoring his very existence. A senior, your last and final year before leaving grade school. One more year before leaving the city behind, your childhood home and moving on somewhere far away. A new start for you. During those two years, you had tried to do your best with getting by but your hatred for the school increased. You grew to hate the homework, the teachers, the peers, everything about it brought wrath. The idea of having to go made you want to cry and only thinking about having to wake up and attend had you stressing. You didn’t know exactly what caused that switch but you had a hunch it was the day you cried over Lee Jeno. After the misunderstanding at the track he was quick to make it clear he wasn’t referring to her and even though he was met with a slap in the face and accusations of messing with her feelings, he didn’t care. His only focus was you and yet when he noticed your sudden coldness towards him it worried him tons. Avoiding him at all times, not responding to his text messages and even stopped the whole tutoring program.

You stopped going to his games and when his team mates girlfriend was around, you were no longer with her. It hurt him to know how easily he lost you, so close. So close and yet you had managed to slip through his fingers again. And even though you tried to prevent crossing paths with him, it seemed like that wasn’t his intentions. No he searched for him, purposely walking past your class to run into you. And during lunch where you’d stay in the library, he would too. Sitting from afar but looking after you. And the times you met eyes, he would send you a soft smile only to falter when you immediately looked away. To say his heart didn’t sting would be a lie, he could no longer focus during practice. The gym wasn’t doing much to keep himself from thinking about you and at night when alone with his thoughts, all he can reminisce about are the days he spent with you. Trailing over his finger and feeling the emptiness of his ring, it had him thinking. Did you still have it? Did you throw it away? He couldn’t dare check, worried his heart wouldn’t know how to deal with the pain of you tossing his ring. Not when it held so much value of what took place for him to give it to you.

For two whole years he was left in the dark. Did you see what happened? You must have, he asked you to be there. By the next day it seemed like the whole school found out about it even more when the videos went around. He wished he could explain to you it was all a big mistake. And yet, he was a coward. Tail tucked between his legs, he hid in a corner and bowed down because he was afraid of confrontation. Of the possibility of you rejecting him even after explaining he only has eyes for you. That he only loves you. And with that in mind, everything began to slowly slip. His grades, his social bar, his ambitions. He quit soccer despite all those who tried to get him to stay. He started turning in lots of late assignments and most times, never even bothered to do them. He found his way into drinking most weekends, and smoking in the empty parking lot. His mood definitely dampened over time. No longer in the mood to go have fun, only shakes his head No and goes home where he’d lock himself in his room for the rest of the day. He began getting into situationships, and as messy as it got he didn’t stop.

Eventually it’s how he got his playboy reputation. Always seen with a new chick by his side and when he was no longer interested, he tossed them aside. You on the other hand managed to move on, you found yourself a new guy. And for those two years, you dated. Many saw how serious you quickly got with him, complimenting how well the two of you were for each other. Made for each other. Just the sentence itself had Jeno rolling his eyes. Party after party, it’s all he ever hears the second while there: your boyfriend waltzed in. It seemed like only he knew how fake your ‘lovely’ boyfriend was being. How he enjoyed the attention he gained from girls, how he simultaneously flirted back with them. How his sweet boy demeanor changed the second you left and spoke vile about women like they were objects. A toy, and even though Jeno had no place to talk he felt enraged to hear the son of a bitch speak about you so lowly. You weren’t his, ‘bitch’ you’re his girlfriend not a dog. You’re not meant to be a distraction instead a human he should love and cherish. And as much as he wishes to punch the living shit out of him, he refrained from doing so. He was no longer in your life, he shouldn’t be getting involved in your business.

But when you cried that night. The night of one of the regular parties that happened on Saturday’s. When he was shocked to see you enter. You’ve always hated parties he knows that because you told him. And yet here you were, walking in completely lost and uncomfortable. Tugging your thin sweater closer to you as you’re in search for your boyfriend. His eyes trailed your every move and when he sees you go upstairs, he’s about to make his way after you but is stopped by a manicured hand. Feeling their other hand come behind his head and avert his attention. Pushing him up against the counter but his focus wasn’t on her. Even when she began to brush herself on him, he continued to divert his eyes over to the stairs. And when he suddenly sees you coming down and push through the crowd of bodies hurriedly and a hand over your face, he knew you saw something you wish you didn’t. Quick to brush off the random chick, he goes after you. Demanding the annoying people standing in the middle of the room to get out of his way and when he finally catches up to you outside, his heart breaks upon hearing your small sniffles.

“Y/n…” you heard his voice but this only caused you to look away pathetically. Feeling embarrassed that he’s seeing you in such a vulnerable state. Humiliated that you fell for your ex’s tricks and had to find out the hard way that he was just a pig like every guy in high school. “Go away.” You get out with a croak in your voice. But he didn’t, no he stayed. He sat besides you on the steps and stayed silent as he watched you with sad eyes. “Stop pitying me.” “I don’t.” Scoffing, you wipe your eyes and roll them afterwards. “Of course you do, I’m crying over a guy who used me. Who cheated on me. I was just another chick he used, just like what you do.” A sting to his chest, he felt himself sobering up quickly. You weren’t wrong, you look down at his appearance he has changed vastly. Wearing almost all black, and clothes reeking of nicotine. Mouth smelling like beer and hair oily for the lack of regular washing. “I may not be the guy who should say this but, you deserve better. And I’m sorry that dirtbag couldn’t see how good he had it with you. That he made you cry.” He softens his eyes the second you turn to meet his. For the first time in two years his face was no longer cold stone. He wasn’t miserable or serious, he was at ease and a boy in love. A boy who silently begged for you to love him back.

“I’m sorry I made you cry.” His voice broke letting that out. The memory of seeing a small tear fall from the corner of your eye when the two of you met eyes from across the library. Right before you looked away. The last time you’d look at him for the next two years. Hands balled at his sleeves, his throat begins to tighten up, picking at his nails as he continued to stare into your orbs. Worried if he did anything else he’d break down. When he sees you let out a light chuckle, you wipe your tears away and dig something from under your shirt. Surprised when he sees the familiar silver ring, his purity ring. “Can you believe i still have it?” At loss for words, he averts his eyes from the ring to you again. “I thought the day you asked me to meet you at the track would be the day you’d ask me to be your girlfriend..” you chuckle hurtly at the memory. He could say something, right now. He should say something, but nothing comes out. So he waits for you to talk again, and hopefully he’ll find the courage while you do.

“But I was delusional, so I left. Because it was the only way I can move on. From you, from the hurt I felt. I thought getting into a relationship would help me do that but instead it only led me down to a path filled with more pain.” “Y/n…” he said desperately but you only shaked your head. “It’s okay.” You smiled softly at him. “I was wrong, and I moved on.” No, please don’t move on. Standing, you wipe off any dirt on your jeans and fixed your hair. “Think it’s best I never let another man in my life again. Love sucks anyways right?” Silent, he only nods merely just to agree with you. But it’s not what he’s thinking. Despite the pain he still wants to feel love. He still wants to love you and still does. No love doesn’t suck because despite it never going his way, he’s never regretted the special moments he shared with you.

About to leave, he stands and grabs your hand. “Y/n please wait-“ “Jeno!” He hears the high pitched voice call out to him. Raising a brow, you nod over to her. “Someone’s waiting for you mr. hotshot.” Shaking his head, he keeps a firm grip on your wrist and doesn’t bother looking back. “Please don’t go.” He pleads. “There’s nothing for me here-“ “Me. I’m here.” Stepping closer to you, he towers over you. A growth spurt that made him a good inches taller than you. “Funny, good to know you haven’t changed entirely.” Before he gets to explain that he isn’t joking, he gets pull roughly. Turned around and is met with the irritation on the girls face. “What the hell?! You’re supposed to be here with me and I find you outside with some chick?” “She’s not some chick!” Eyes widening, she scoffs and shakes her head. “So what is she your girlfriend now?” She asks sarcastically.

“So what if she was?” Surprised, she drops the attitude and huffs. “What?” Nodding, he feels all those sealed feelings begin to boil up. “You heard me.” Snickering she shakes her head. “C’mon Jeno who are you kidding, you don’t date. You only kiss and hook up-“ “Yes because I had no other choice given it was the only way to bury my feelings for her alright!” Shocked, she’s at loss for words. “That I’ve loved her since the first grade and nothing ever seems to go right because I only ever end up pushing her away and I can’t eat, think, sleep right because she’s always on my mind 24/7 and hooking up with nuisances like you was the only way I could temporarily forget about her. But that didn’t work because now I’m here potentially going to lose her indefinitely because you won’t stop cutting me off when I’m on the brink of confessing my feelings towards her and to finally ask her the question I’ve been dying to ask since I was 8 and that’s if she’ll do me the honors to be my girlfriend!”

An eery silence had consumed around him. Only the faint sound of grasshoppers and the beat of the music coming from inside the house. But it wasn’t until a voice broke it, did he feel the blood in him run cold. “What?” Forgetting you were there the whole time, he tenses up. Turning around slowly where he sees you standing there confused and surprised. His brain seemed to go blank, struggling to find the right words and when he watched you run off he could feel his heart shatter into a million pieces. So you really didn’t feel anything towards him anymore. He assumed. Brushing past the chick standing there awkwardly, he goes inside for a much needed drink. Grabbing the first bottle of vodka and downs a sip. He drinks, and drinks until the music only become sounds to him and he lost himself through the crowd. And even though he struggled to even piece together a coherent sentence, he seemed to sober up enough the second he finds your ex coming down the stairs with a girl in his arms. A smug look on his face, a hickey on his neck with her lipstick on his lips. This pissed him off, how could he be such an idiot to lose a gem like you. To ever think to hurt you. He saw red, he no longer cared what his friends had to say. Even when Jaemin and Renjun tried to get him to sit down and cool off he only shrugged them off.

He went straight towards the guy who hurt you. Roughly pulling him back by his shoulder, only a short hey escapes his mouth before receiving a hard punch to the jaw. That night, Jeno made his first ever felony and ended up behind bars for the night.

“Please just drive.” Jeno tells Mark and with a reluctant nod, he turns on the ignition and drives home. On the way there, Jeno was left with his thoughts. Silently begging to think of something else but all that flashes through his head is the taste of your lips. Your adorable smile, the contagious laugh and the warmth of your embrace. A single tear falls down his cheek and quickly wiped it. Even after all these years, when you ran away and never spoke to him again. When you didn’t even graduate at the same school and instead moved away, when he stopped seeing you entirely. After all that time, he’s still in love with you. Because as many came and gone, none managed to fill the void that occurred when you left. None could make him smile the way you did, laugh they way you did, love the way you did. And even when you feign to not remember him, he remembers you. And while you may have already forgotten about him, he didn’t because he never did. He loves you, so so much and it hurts.

6. WHEN HE SHOWED UP AT YOUR HOUSE

Seeing him after all those years felt like a time relapse. After a stressful shift, you were ready to clock off. Ready to tell whoever began to pile their stuff at your register to find somewhere else to pay but when you saw him. It’s like you couldn’t utter a single word. Your heart felt like it ran a 100 mph, you felt yourself heating up and breathing getting heavier. Would be recognize you? It has been almost six years since high school but you hadn’t change a lot, of course you matured but anyone who knew you would recognize you. And Jeno, he still looked the same other than his hair was now dyed and he was buffer. Jaw more chiseled. But it was him, it was the same Jeno. Your Jeno. And when you asked how they’d like to pay you made an effort to not look in his direction even making sure to have asked one of the other guys. Too anxious to meet him face to face, but he was the one who paid. The one who looked up at you, he recognized you. The way his cheery self butchered the second he saw you. How quiet he got, but you feigned ignorance. Pretended you didn’t remember him and only hoped he wouldn’t ask any questions.

You should’ve felt glad he didn’t, but you weren’t. And when you watched him quickly walk off leaving behind his card you made the impulsive act to call out for him. Finally looking at him, you couldn’t read his facial expression. He seemed, conflicted. And when he had since left, you were left alone with your thoughts. Making your way to the locker room where you would think back to all the memories you had with the man. You tried to move on from him, pretend he no longer existed and you thought you were doing a good job at it. But all those repressed emotions were hitting the surface, by the time you were headed off home you never would’ve known to prepare yourself to find the very man standing outside your doorstep. Head down with AirPods in, arms rested on his knees and he doesn’t look up until your headlights shine on him. Nervous and anxious, he’s quick to stand on his feet and play with the hem of his hoodie. Eyes widen when you get out, taking so careful steps towards him. There’s silence, and it seems like the two of you don’t know how to begin a part of Jeno is beginning to regret finding your address. Maybe you truly did forget about him and now thinks he’s some stalker waiting for you to come home.

“Jeno.” You say softly.

So soft and yet he still heard it. Heart rate jumping and throat closing in on himself. “How did you know I lived here?” A nervous chuckle, he cheeks become a light shade of pink. Balancing his weight on either leg, “Im friends with one of your old classmate buddy, she uh told me where to find you.” Ah, the very one who dated his teammate the goalie. “…So how you’ve been?” You ask after a moment of silence. But that’s not what he wanted to hear. At least not now, no he wanted to explain himself. Explain everything that went down years ago, ask you why you ran. Why you left. A part of him wanted to demand you some much needed explanations while the other wanted to break down and hold you tight. But he refrained himself from doing so, so instead he only nods and shrugs his shoulders. “Okay, I’m living life so that’s good.” “What are you doing here?” Chuckling, he looks around. “I’m still trying to figure that out myself.” A momentarily silence engulfs the two of you, staring at each other but the two of you begin to make quick steps closer to each other. Opening your arms and engulfing each other into your embrace. He hears you begin to cry, and to repress his he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck. “I’m sorry I ran.” You manage to say out loud. “I’m sorry I made things worse.” A single tear falls from his eye, fisting his hands on your sweater and pulls your closer to him.

“No, I’m sorry I never made myself clear.” Pulling away, he cups your face. “I’ve liked you since the first grade, and as hard as I tried I failed. I failed to confess to you and when it was most important I messed that all up by making it seem like I was asking someone else when I wasn’t. I should’ve told you how I felt under better circumstances but I didn’t because I was filled with guilt and alcohol.” He sniffles and leans closer to your hand that’s raised to wipe the tears off his face. “I love you y/n, I’m sorry it took me more than ten years to tell you that. I’m sorry I was a coward and hurt you, and I’m sorry I’m too late.” He goes to move away from you but you don’t let go. Instead your grip on him tightens. “Why do you say you’re too late?” Unexpected by the question he stutters out an incoherent response. “I’ve always liked you Jeno.” Freezing, you smile at the confused state he’s in.

“You’ve always been oblivious haven’t you?” Feeling his cheeks warm up, he tugs the back of his hair and chuckles awkwardly. “I don’t- I’m not-“ “The only reason I’ve dated so much is to forget about you. I always wished you’d ask me to be your girlfriend. Always wished there was a chance you felt the same way, when the day I saw you and her…it hurt.” Feeling the guilt wash back up on him, he gently holds your hands. Rubbing soft circles on them nervous you’ll pull your hands away. “Which is why I cut you from my life.” Ouch. “But the night of the party, when you confessed your feelings about me, I didn’t know how to act. I couldn’t believe you liked me this whole time, I panicked and so I ran. I ran until I didn’t look back and it only made things worse.” Cupping your face, he tilts your head to face him. “I love you.” He says wholeheartedly.

“Ask me.” Raising a brow, you giggle and ask the question again. “What you’ve always wanted to tell me?” When the realization hit, he almost couldn’t believe it. Definitely not how he’d liked to ask you but he worries if he waited for the ideal moment then he’d never become yours. “Y/n…” he clears his throat. Hands beginning to sweat, “Will you be my girlfriend?” He hates how time seems to be passing by super slow. Every second is filled with dread, worry you’ll say no. Fear you’ll realize you don’t want this and reject him. But when he sees you grin and nod your head, a cheery yes all that worry is thrown right out the window. And instead, he picks you up and spins you around. “Yes?” He wants confirm, “Yes!” He didn’t ask your for hand in marriage and yet it still seems just as special. So much time went by, and just when he thought he’d never get the girl of his dreams. To confess his feelings, it did. Setting you down, he gives you no time to speak for he’s smashing his lips on top of yours.

Butterflies and fireworks go off, humming by the softness of your lips and your perfume hitting his nostrils. Like he just arrived in heaven, he’s ascending further the more he continues to kiss you. He loves it, loves the feeling so he deepens the kiss. Tilting his head, a hand behind your neck and pressing lips harder on yours. Moaning when coming in contact with your tongue. All his love and yearning for you has begun to spill through the kiss and it seems like you’re feeling the same. Feeling your hands pull him by his belt loops, walking forward until he leans you up against your car. He didn’t care who could potentially see, if anything he’d make it clear he’s now taken by the love of his life. The girl he’s been crushing on since the first grade, who has agreed to be his girlfriend. And when an elderly man walking his dog walk by and groan in disgust, he simply gives him a wink and presses his body on top of yours, in love with the whimper you let out. He wants to hear more of it, but he can’t push his limits. He just got you, he must be patient it’s the least he can do.

Pulling away to catch your breaths, he looks at you with a certain fondness. A smile on his face as he leans in and presses a kiss on your forehead, your cheek, temple and nose. “Mine.” He sighs contently on top of your lips before going back to kissing you. Spending another hour with you propped on your trunk and him nestled between your legs, lips locked onto yours. A perfect way to start your blossoming relationship.

Jeno hasn’t stopped showing his affection since you’ve said yes. Not caring what his friends had to say, even when they made kissy faces and poked fun at him for being so love sick. He loves expressing his love for you. It’s so obvious to everyone how much the man loves you, practically worships you. To every request you make, he obliges. With a simple plea and he’s on his knees for you. Dating for a few months and nothing has changed. Attached to your hip, he’s protective and caring. Helps with handing you things that’s too high for you, carries your purse and shopping bags. Moves the shopping cart as you grab the items. Brings in the grocery bags and refuses for you to carry any, opens doors for you and gives you pieces of his food with an excuse that he’s not that hungry. He cuddles you when he says he’s tired, cold, sick but really it’s excuses just so he can hold you. He nuzzles his face in your neck as a silent request to kiss him. Placing his head on your lap when he wants you to run your hand through his hair.

He even lets you dress him up, put crazy makeup on him and do any of the trends you see on Tiktok just to please you. So when his friends enter your home and sees you reapplying some of your lipstick meanwhile Jeno’s face is absolutely covered with your lip stains all over his face they point and laugh but he doesn’t care. A fuzzy hair band of yours pulling back his disheveled hair you fluffed up, and a loved up expression as he was reliving all the kisses you left on him merely a few minutes ago. As the time went on, his clinginess grew which meant more attention given. Such things like kisses and when those turned heated it would only be a matter of time before the two of you would have sex. But it hasn’t happened yet. That was until Jeno invited you to a dinner party, jaw dropped when he notices how gorgeous you looked. Hair and makeup done and the dress fitting so pretty on you. You look so good he couldn’t help but have you sit on his lap for most of the time, not trusting the strangers around you. Arms rested neatly on your lap, rubbing up and down your thighs. Biting his lip to hold back a groan when you moved too much.

A heated make out session in the bathroom ended in the two of you leaving sooner than the others. And when you arrived home, clothes were discarded until the two of you were bare for each other. The sheets over the two of you, dark room but the light of the moon shines through your window. Giving Jeno a perfectly view of you in pure bliss as he entered you. Quickened his pace after given the okay signal and pounded into you when you begged for more. Holding your hand that went to wrap around his neck and pressed reassuring kisses when he fucked you deeper. Arms resting in either side of your face, caging you in and lifting your leg to rest on his shoulder for better access. Leaning his hand down to run quick circles on your nub and asking if you were close. Softly kissing your face when you finally do come for him. “So pretty.” He mumbles and sets your leg down, only to be surprised when you flip him around. Sat neatly on top of him and having him through his head back and let out a loud groan when you sit on his dick. Grabbing your waist to steady you, he curses under his voice and admires how your breasts bounce when you do.

Pupils dilating even further when he stares at the base of his cock, how deep you take him. Loving how well his fits neatly inside you. Loving the way your warm walls tighten around him, in love when his tip makes a small dent on your lower abdomen and overall loving how well he’s pleasing you. So angelic, he wants to see you in this state for hours. And that’s exactly what he does. By morning, he’s calling in with no intentions of getting out of bed any time soon. Starting the fun from the previous night all over again. If possible he’s sure he’s fallen even more in love with you, and he was certain you were always meant for him.

So by the end of the year, he put a ring on your finger

[markiemelon]

hii! i just found out about your blog! i wanted to request something but i also wanted to compliment your work! you have the writing style that pulls me in so that i really read the story word for word (most of the time i just skim through the entire fic to just get to the ending lol) so thank you for existing and writing these stories. they feel like a big hug! keep up the good work, i will definetly read your work in the future and catch up on your other work that i havent gotten to yet!

as for my request haha, i was wondering if you could write for jeno? im a sucker for soft jeno, but i cant really find anything that isnt wayyy too cringey. tbh soft jeno is very rare i feel like *sobs*

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like, jeno is a really cold boyfriend who doesnt really show his affection, and even when he does, he doesnt admit it. for example, when he prepares a gift for you, he puts it in a place where a lot of people can access, so that you dont know that its him. haha and then when you ask him abt it, he pretends he has no idea what ur talking abt.

the only time that jeno is soft and cuddly is when ur abt to sleep or when hes sleepy.

can u js write abt jeno being exceptionally cuddly one day in bed, and the reader is really surprised?

also maybe jeno confesses abt sweet things hes done for reader in the past?

if ur not interested, please ignore! i know i wrote a lot haha, sorry.

bye!

@dungiewungie you are the sweetest. im so flattered. thank you for reading my stories!!!! thank youuu!!! so much!!!!! ♡ ♡ ♡

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pillows

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☆ genre. flufffff + no warnings

☆ pairings. jeno x gn!reader

{11:55 pm ~ ♡}

you and jeno didn’t live together, but somehow he always found a way back to your place. he loved staying with you. he loved the way that the pillows smelled of your shampoo and how your perfume lingered on the silky sheets…

side by side, you and jeno lied in your bed, heads sunken into your pillows.

“yn, why do you have so many pillows? we can barely fit on this bed.”

he was right, you did have way too many pillows, but you liked piling them up and burring yourself to feel cozy.

he tried to throw some off to the side of the bed but you wouldn’t let him. “noo. i need all of them.”

jeno rolled his eyes and pretended to act annoyed. he shuffled around a bit to get comfortable despite drowning in the fluffiness around him. the two of you lied in silence for a moment.

“talk to me.” he said.

“talk to you?” you answered.

“yeah. it helps me sleep.” his voice was quiet.

your lips stretched past your teeth as you thought of all the things you could talk to jeno about. you figured now would be the perfect time to confront him about something since he couldn’t really go anywhere...

“remember that time you got jealous when my secret admirer sent me flowers?”

“yeah… “ he said shyly. “also..i gave you those flowers.” he confessed, a bit hesitantly. “that was before we started dating so i was kind of embarrassed.” jeno rubbed the nape of his neck.

he avoided looking at you; he was just too flustered to.

hearing that made your cheeks light up. “jenooooooo!” you wanted to give him the biggest hug, but you knew he hated your cuteness aggression. so you just told him how adorable he was, and went back to drifting off to sleep…

“yn. come here.”

your head perked up as you gladly placed yourself the closest you could to jeno while still lying side-by-side.

“no” he said, “here.”

jeno put his arm around your back, and pulled your head to rest on top of his chest. “i meant here.”

you didn’t say anything, you just giggled to yourself as you thought about how funny it was that out of all the pillows you had to choose from, he was the softest one.

thank you thank youuu for requesting! i haven’t had much time to write so I’m sorry this took soooo long. i really hope you like it ♡

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[jaeyunverse]

the perks of having a hot best friend (teaser)

PAIRING(S) | lee jeno x fem!reader

GENRE(S) | fluff, mild angst, crack, best friends to lovers, mutual pining + more to be added as i write!

EST. WORD COUNT | around 10k  

WARNING(S) | profanity, jeno is cocky and annoying but mc loves him regardless, he’s also shirtless in a scene so that makes mc love him more, this is hella self-indulgent + all warnings to be included in full fic!!!!  

SUMMARY | having a hot best friend is nice until you start getting butterflies in your stomach every single time you look at them.

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AUTHOR’S NOTE | hi!!!! i am deep in my jeno brainrot as always :”) i hope this fic (whenever it comes out) helps you realise you are in love with jeno because you ARE no one can escape that man and you’re lying to yourself if you think he doesn’t affect you!!!! LOL just kidding (i’m being completely srs). also a few paragraphs have been cut from this extract so some stuff might not make sense right away and i probably should have mentioned this at the start of the note but JENO

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02) hugs always make you feel warm and safe thanks to all the beef underneath

“Why do we need such a big bottle of Sprite?”

“Party at my place this weekend. There’s a discount so I’m buying in advance.”

You frowned. “Shouldn’t you be stocking up on booze?”

“The guys said I have an alcohol addiction,” Jeno said, getting in line at the billing counter. “Which is, like, totally untrue but you know I never back down from a challenge. I’m going to prove them wrong by staying sober for two weeks.”

“Sure,” you snorted. “You just find lame loopholes or cheat when no one’s looking.”

A sly grin took form on Jeno’s lips. He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and drawled, “I know what you do when no one’s looking.”

“Really?” You feigned a gasp. “You know I sneak over to your house and steal your food when you’re not there?”

His smile dropped immediately. “Wait, what? That’s you? Not Hyuck?”

“The food thief is me but the one stealing your sheet masks is Hyuck,” you admitted.

“He steals my masks?! The ones I buy are expensive as fuck!” Jeno exclaimed, betrayal seeping into his features. His hands fell to his side and his eyes turned distant. “I can’t believe he’s been gaslighting me into thinking I do an extra round of skin care when I’m drunk.”

You giggled and pushed the shopping cart forward once the person in front of you was done. Placing the contents one by one on the billing counter for the cashier to scan, you revealed, “Hyuck saw me raiding your pantry when you were at the gym. He used that as leverage against me for weeks before I saw him stealing your sheet masks and was able to finally strike a deal—he turns a blind eye to my robberies and I turn a blind eye to his.”

“Why’d you team up with him?” Jeno pouted. “I thought we were best friends.”

You laughed incredulously. “Seriously? That’s what you’re focusing on? Not the part where Hyuck and I used your stuff without asking?”

“Well, yeah, I’m pissed you used my shit. But I guess I’m just a little more bothered that you guys teamed up,” Jeno said and shrugged, fetching his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans. “Because, you know, it has always been our thing.”

You raised an eyebrow, slightly amused by how he was beating around the bush. “Are you saying you wanna team up with me to get back at Hyuck?”

Jeno grinned. “I’m gonna screw over that motherfucker so bad. You get off the hook, though, because you’re cute and I need your help.”

“You’re impossible.” You huffed and shook your head. Taking the bag of groceries, you said to him, “Text me my share and I’ll Venmo the money to you.”

“You could buy me an ice-cream instead.”

“No,” you denied immediately. “We’re not wasting time on ice-cream. Massage and then straight home so I can pick up my study material and we can leave for the library.”

Thankfully, Jeno didn’t protest. He drove you to your apartment complex and waited for you while you packed your bag. Then, the two of you were off to the massage place.

An hour later, you were done and forced to admit that the massage had indeed helped you. It felt like all the stress had left your body. Thinking about the final didn’t make you want to cry anymore and things were actually looking up now that you were rested.

You were able to retain the knowledge better and it was easier to understand the concepts. Jeno quizzed you and provided you with an endless supply of coffee throughout the night.

Right before lunch the next day, however, the panic resurfaced as you were revising your syllabus for the last time before your final at 3. You couldn’t seem to remember anything you had studied the previous night.

You could feel another breakdown coming, but before you could hyperventilate, Jeno had scooped you up in his arms.

You hadn’t even realised when he’d come back from picking up your food. One minute, you were trying to control your breath and the next, your face was buried in his hard chest.

You held onto his shirt as his hands rubbed soothing circles on your back and he rocked you from side to side.

“Shh, don’t cry,” he mumbled and kissed the top of your head. “You’re gonna ace the final like you always do. You were able to answer all the quiz questions so remember that you are prepared. The pre-exam anxiety is just clouding your thoughts. Everything’s gonna come back to you when you sit down to write, alright?”

Nodding, you clenched your eyes shut and bit down on your lip to keep a sob from escaping. Jeno’s presence kept acting like a tether for you. It always had.

Maybe he was right about the final. Maybe he wasn’t. But at that moment, engulfed in his warm, safe embrace, it felt like everything was going to be okay.

[nanaloco]

Being bestfriends with Jeno

'You know, I think I like you'

Warnings : none (I only write fluff)

Genre : fluff, Bestfriend!Jeno x Gn!Reader

What it would be like to be best friends with Jeno ( who secretly likes you)

Disclaimer, I'm not claiming I know anything about them, this is pure fiction for fun :)

• Your friendship is almost like a sibling relationship

• Like twins

• Not in a weird way, you two just act like you are

• You always look out for eachother,

• Will always stand/sit next to eachother

• Move in sync and sometimes say things at the same time

• Bicker a lot and share the same mannorisms

• It's just because you two hang out so much and  you soak up eachothers personalities like sponges

• So you're both kinda a mix of Y/n and Jeno

• It's gotten to the point where your friends (the dreamies) question it

• 'Theres no way you two didn't grow up together'

• Despite the sibling dynamic, theres always some sort of tension between you two

• Too many almost kisses to count

• And shyness every now and then

• Jeno is overprotective of you

• A hand behind your back in crowded places

• If you ever pop to the store real quick during a group hang out, you'll always bring the other their favourite snack

• 'Im jealous, why can't Y/n bring me food everytime she goes to the corner store like she does for Jeno' - probably haechan

• 'Theres obvious favouritism here'

• He's probably the person you call when something bad happens

• 'Jeno, I've just bumped the back of this persons car wtf do I do'

• 'Jeno I need to take my car to the mechanic please can you come with me'

• 'Jeno theres a cockroach under my bed!'

• 'Theres no more icecream in my fridge'

• No matter how ridiculous it is, he'll come running

• You and jeno probably end up on the same side in group arguments, not because of eachother but because you both agree with the side you're on and more the less think the same

• You two have matching shiba inu plushies, his is the black one and yours is the orangy beige one

• Tries to get you to be active with him, will try to make it fun,

• 'If you go on this 1 hour bike ride with me, I promise I'll get you food after'

• 'If you hike this hill with me, and make it all the way to the top, I'll buy you your favourite expensive meal everyday for 2 weeks BUT if you fail, you have to join me on my wednesday morning jog everyweek for 2 months'

• His over protectiveness took new heights when you got pushed to the side by an old man trying to get to his bus late at night

• And his idea of a solution was to hold your hand at all times

• Which slowly shifted from late at night coming home from the gaming cafe you all stay at late at night

• To the grocery store

• To school and the cantine (if u want to imagine you 're in school / uni)

• Essencially, he started holding your hand everywhere

• For safety, because you always are losing your balance

• That's a logical solution right?

• As long as it's not infront of the dreamies it's fine right?

• Until one day you two showed up to your meet up spot, holding hands

• 'Somethings not right here, Jeno and y/n came here TOGETHER, HOLDING HANDS!?'

• 'Well maybe we did'

• Jeno just shrugs, not letting go of your hand despite your loosening grip

• As you guys are just walking around, Jeno would just turn to you and say

• 'You know, I think I like you'

• Leaving you in absolute SHOCK from the sudden confession

• The thing about Jeno is that he's a very direct person

• He doesnt beat around the bush with things that are important to him

• And he's willing to put in the work for however your relationship changes

Just wanted to add this picture because jeno is such a cutie

Thank you so much for reading 💕💕

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[2:12 pm] “Damn it,” you muttered and spat the food out into your napkin, making Jeno look confused: “they forgot to remove the tomato and pickles in my burger.”

“Wait a minute darling.” He said, removing the tomato and pickles from his untouched burger, then switching it with yours.

“But now you’ll get double tomato and pickles.” You pouted when he put them inside the burger.

“So? More food.” He smiled and took a bite, not bothered at all.

You couldn’t help but smile widely at the boy sitting in front of you, with a bit of ketchup on his chin now, with eyes full with love.

“Hey Jeno,” you said, nudging his foot with yours: “I love you.”

“For eating your tomato and pickles?” He grinned. You shook your head with a smile and wiped the ketchup off his chin.

“For taking care of me.”

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𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐊ᵃ𝐫𝐦𝐚 [ Season 3 ]

synopsis; • Fast forwarding six years, Park areum is coming back to the journalist industry. A case from thirteen years ago re-opens when Areum finds something suspicious around a drug ring in clubs and her parents car accident from thirteen years ago have suspicious links. However something always trails back to past that she’s never knew about.

warnings; • mafia jeno Au, mystery, thriller, SMUTTT NO MINORS, ANGST, police exo au, romance, park areum and lee jeno are married , minjae and nayoung are cuties, horror (scary death scenes). gruesome graphic detailed language.

Now Part 11 !! || —> Next Part 12.

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The household was fast asleep but when arriving back home from a long day at working with a detective on a case, it suddenly drained all the energy out that Areum could actually fall asleep the minute she’d walk up the stairs into her bedroom. But to a surprisingly large extent instead the journalist came home to her husband laying on the bed with a sleeping baby on his chest laying by the stomach so the child could keep her tiny head on his chest area.

He wore a white plain ole’ tee shirt with only loose grey sweatpants. It was such a homebody outfit but he made it look like a freaking cat walk.

She was smiling uncontrollably when slowly walking on the tip toes approaching the bed and taking off the jacket. Areum made sure to kiss Jeno’s forehead even though he was now asleep.

Taking advantage of them sleeping on the bed, she made her way into the bathroom taking off the everyday clothes she wore for ages and made sure to change into something more comforting and appropriate.

A plain white tee shirt, which belonged to Jeno’s collection as well, but he wouldn’t mind because his clothes are becoming Areum’s clothes now too. None the less she came out in simple sweatpants as well but her own size.

When coming out Jeno was already awake again standing next to the baby crib where he took it out again for Saebom to sleep in. Areum smiles moving behind so her long arms scrape on his expectant waistline that fit so perfectly on her, as if he was made for her, like a designed key to the doorknob.

Areum might have a slight obsession with his waist, but can you blame her? He looks like he was build straight out of a marvel comic.

“Hey baby did i wake you up?” She couldn’t help but whisper into his shoulder wondering if perhaps she woke him up but her husband turns around now grabbing her waist.

Jeno shakes his head. “Nope. I was waiting for you.” They stay in each others holds enjoying the feeling their hands gave each other. A loving warming feeling deep in their stomachs.

He trails letting the fingertips trace round the stomach when he creeps it under the plain white tee shirt smiling. “You wore my shirt to match me?” Areum softly smiles. “Thought it would make you feel less lonely if i match you.”

“How kind of you.”

They stare within each others eyes until they suddenly tangle each other on the bed by pushing Areum with a gentle kiss on the mouth enough to let their breathes becoming as one breathing space. Her arms fell on the bed until they crawl back on the chiselled surface belonging to her husband, letting their lips completely become infatuated.

The kiss took everything away from them, but the love stayed and Jeno took every opportunity to let Areum know that.

His voice was as soft as a feather but it lands a giant shot in her heart knowing how mesmerising he sounds and looks to the eye and the ears. “You know, — spending a day with Saebom and the twins made me realise i might have a bit of a baby fever again.” It was honesty deep from his heart, murmuring it close to her mouth.

Areum bites her bottom lip watching him. Truth be honest she feels the same way. Something within Areum broke and expanded when seeing Jeno with children looking so happy.

It was something like a spell put on them.

“Me too.” She softly pressed her lips into a small line going to press another kiss against his plum chapped lips loving the taste it brought to the tastebuds. “But we can’t do anything here. We might wake up Saebom.” She smirks when Jeno’s face comes to a realisation that yeah, they can’t do anything but that doesn’t mean they can’t move out somewhere…

As an idea strikes him faster than anything before he wraps his arms away and stands up looking at Areum.

She sits up seeing her husband hold out his hand. “How about we… innocently take a bath together?” He said trailing lowly.

It felt almost forbidden doing this but as quietly as possible they return to their en suite bathroom turning on the bath letting it run warm water. Putting inside the bubbles it soon began a striping party — Jeno did not waste a single second taking off the clothes from her beautiful body roaming his hands and just as impatiently, Areum tugged all his shirt and lower clothing off too.

They missed each other even though they see one another every day their bodies were mourning themselves and the absence.

Sometimes life becomes too much, separating them apart, but they find each other through it all again. Jeno and Areum are a part of each other that cannot be undone therefore when they push each other in the bathtub letting the warm water hit on the skin they were giggling together trying to be as quiet as possible.

She smirks slashing a flew bubbles with the water on his face, Jeno wiping it away.

“Yah, is that how you’ll be playing?” He retorts and Areum nods staring at him. “Or what will you do about it, mr lee?”

Many things come to mind but Jeno only took the slow approach by smiling down unconsciously. “Well— mrs lee i think i can handle more of your tricks.” Oh and he certainly did knowing the way Areum was watching him with such a dimly lit eyes so deep enough to piece his soul together once again.

Their heads tilt and Jeno goes to land a kiss on her lips again deeply laying onto the bathtub kissing with each other like it would be the end, so passionately in touch with one another.

Their eyes spoke when they couldn’t. They communicate through their bodies as much as their souls did too. The minds knew instantly what to do. Areum softly sighs when her neck become a scene of the attraction with his kisses going down and down. Their hands were on each other’s shoulders until he slid them down softly finding her chest squeezing it softly letting her know how much he loves holding her this close, bare nude in the open space.

He could never get enough of Areum.

Brushing hands into the thick black hair Areum’s fingers finding refuge in them with the wetness of her hands soon make his entire hair damp and curl up with some leaving bubbles on in his head. Though he didn’t mind it, he loves the feeling of him tugging on his hair or even playing with it.

His tongue goes flapping itself on the nipples constantly teasing between that or the lips recounting again for another fiery passionate kiss leaving them to softly gaze up at one another.

“How is it possible i can’t get enough of you hm? You’re everything i ever wanted.”

An unconditional loving but small smirk throws at the man murmuring the most sincere sweet nothings, to the point even her bodily scent could drive him absolutely mad.

“Don’t say it like that.” She said blushing against the folds of her hands now closing her face but Jeno quickly grabbed the hands to separate them.

“I want to see your face, don’t hide it.”

And once her hands were pulled apart so he could see his wife’s shy but beautiful face that went red he was satisfied with it. He knows sometimes these confessions he makes are too much ; but at least he can see how much it touched her heart. He likes knowing he makes her feel this way, because Areum doesn’t know how to voice her feelings through words.

Instead she shows it through the actions much more. Slightly ironic that his wife is a journalist who can convey emotion on the headlines and alert people’s emotions so much but when it comes to her husband, she’s a complete fool who doesn’t know what to say to what to do.

It’s like seeing an inexperienced person coming to terms that they love someone so deeply, they wouldn’t know how to deal with it. But he understands nonetheless. Jeno enjoys Areum’s signs of affection through physical touch and the gift giving too.

She murmurs staring at him. “I don’t know what to say to you most of the time i’ll be honest.” She’d admit it aloud. “But I do love you so much, that even the butterflies that i felt on our first date never left.”

She pulls herself up cupping his face and kissing him once more. Jeno hums into her mouth when she pulls down a kiss on his lips enjoying how much she communicates to him.

“Thank you for telling me that.” He whispers feeling a slight happiness from knowing that Areum feels the same way, even if it was a while back they fully went on a date.

She will never regret marrying him.

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They gather round for breakfast, a new day has arrived welcoming the family from their sleep. Little Nayoung with bed hair slightly ruff up although in the little pink Princess Aurora dress on grabbing a spoon taking a mouthful of the cereal.

When asking children what they want to eat, they only reply with sweet cereal, they didn’t want a savouring breakfast at all.

Nayoung and Minjae having matching cereal bowls but in different colour to match their own liking. He had a red bowl, meanwhile Nayoung had a pink colour once again.

You can definitely tell her favourite colour now.

Jeno would be by the stove today. This morning he was the chef. He somehow convinced Areum to sit down at the table and let him take over the kitchen, he felt like he should contribute to cooking sometimes too and honestly it was a nice change. She felt a little different watching her husband cook a fried egg on the pan and toast the bread too.

Humming a tune Areum comes behind Jeno back hugging him to take a peak at the food he was frying an omelette for her because she asked for that instead of a simple fry egg.

The omelette had bits of vegetables such as tomatoes and spinach too. It might be your favourite breakfast dish apart from others.

“Look at you cooking while looking so handsome.” She murmurs confidently encouraging him and by this Jeno could only shortly laugh.

He warns playfully when her hands got under his shirt to feel his stomach. “Yah lee areum careful where your hands are hm? You’ll surprise me and i might drop the omelette.”

Areum smirks. “Better be careful then.”

Sometimes when she has the upper hand in making the big mafia lord flustered, he can’t help but find it endearing and sometimes he enjoys it a little more than he should be.

It’s definitely a unique dynamic he loves between them. Areum always makes him feel so many things at once.

She pulls away to suddenly remember that she would have to make the hot bottle for the baby. She’d hum a little sing song.

“Opps nearly forgot to stop the kettle.” She says quietly taking it off and starts to pour it into the bottle with the baby formula powder which will then make the baby milk.

Jeno puts the food on the plate moving it to the table as his wife would shake the bottle when closing it fully with the lid and then she tests it on her hand the temperature.

She winces. “Slightly hot.” As she said this he looks over as she sits down next to him shaking the bottle to let it cool down more before she could latch and drink from it. He moves his hands to her hand taking the bottle and pushes the plate in front of her.

“I will handle this, you can eat up.” He would say as he shakes the bottle now side to side. Areum looks down sighing. Looks like I have no choice now.

He wants his wife to eat and get her strength back up so he could handle the bottle cooling off.

Taking a bite of the food she smiles finding it perfect, just the way she wanted it to be. Pulling a piece on the spoon Areum looks at Jeno who was feeding Saebom in the high chair.

She was smiling drinking from the bottle now. Areum would gently call out putting the spoon forward. “Hey open your mouth.”

Jeno would look back opening his mouth as he multitasks feeding Saebom, as if it were like a mission he were on.

He took a bite and hums delighted it tastes good. “It’s not bad, is it to your taste Areum?”

She nods going back to eating. “Mhmm thank you.” Jeno boops the baby’s nose seeing her smile wide like he was the best thing she saw. “Boop boop i see your nose Saebom-ah.”

Nayoung grins. “Saebom is super cute. She definitely has mummy’s look.”

Jeno turns to Nayoung playfully scoffing. “Huh? Whaddya’ mean she totally looks like daddy.”

The twins share a similar glance before giggling giving Jeno a huge run for his money as they disagree, they’re convinced their younger sister is a total copy paste of their mother.

Minjae throws a soft blow at his father. “You always look grumpy dad. Saebom never looks grumpy.”

Areum wanted to laugh out loud because it was the truth he does have a very — stern looking face. Sure he was handsome, too handsome out of this world but he didn’t look cheerful unless he was with his family that’s for sure.

Usually Jeno would look too strict and stern.

He held his chest when his son points out the deep truth, dramatically pretending it was hurting his poor feelings. “Argh Minjae can’t you compliment daddy for once?” Jeno walks over to his son’s seat and lifts the boy up and instead sat down on the boy’s chair so he could be sat on his lap instead.

He squirms on the lap above Jeno’s that huddles him to be stuck on. “Nope!”

He laughs. “I know you want to but you like seeing daddy get humbled don’t you?”

Minjae shakes his head. He wasn’t going to admit to anything but his father had other plans to make.

“Hmm come on, is daddy not cool? Not even a little bit cool to you?” He pouts looking at Minjae as he turns him around so they can face each other. The little boy stares crossing the arms.

He mumbles a little, stubbornly. “Maybe he is a — little cool.”

Something made this scene so much cuter to see Jeno get a compliment: a very rare compliment, from his own son. He would kiss Minjae’s forehead petting his soft bed hair he has not brushed out quite yet in the early mornings.

“Well I think you’re cooler than me and I know you will grow up to be even better than your old man.” Jeno retorts putting Minjae back down to his seat. Areum smiles ear to ear seeing the small interaction as she would focus on Saebom hand feeding her on between the lap.

He shifts to Nayoung kissing her head too. “And you princess, how do you feel about going to a special event with me?”

She jumps up at the sound of going to a big event, wearing a fancy dress and looking pretty? It’s everything Nayoung would ever want to feel like an actual princess.

“Whoa where we going dad!”

Areum shifts in the seat barking her head up when she heard this message.

“Wait what event do you mean?” Areum never heard of this until now.

Jeno smirks leaning by the doorway as he trails. There will be an upcoming event he was invited to by another company however due to personal long alliances with the mafia group he was able to come accord to those.

“I’ve got invited by someone to a company celebration. They told me to bring anyone. So I thought I could bring you and the kids with me?”

It might be a nice change to go to a fancy event with the children, perhaps even do something fun with them there while meeting new people.

She’d look down smiling putting the bottle on the dining table.

“I’d love to. Might be nice to get out there with the children don’t you think?” He nods hearing her say that and he smiles.

“Thing is the company owner has kids similar to the twins age so they might make friends there too. Who knows.” He suggests as he’d rather have an idea on what they would do there too.

Areum wonders. “Then what about you know… who will handle your work?” ‘She really wanted to say the base’ but she held herself back. The children aren’t aware of the actual behind the scenes work yet.

He replies causally. “Don’t worry I’ve got it handled. I made sure they will call me if they need anything.”

Nayoung cheers the loudest. She seems to be the happiest out of the rest at the table now. “yayyy! A party! Mummy can i wear my blue dress to the event please?”

Areum laughs a little. “You can but you have to finish your breakfast first.”

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Running through the clothes she has staring in the mirror with a sigh. She watches her body that has changed a lot over the years, it’s definitely not what it’s been like before.

Pregnancy changed her body shape a lot. It’s not like it’s completely different it’s not that much different from before but there are certain modifications definitely.

For example her chest grew a lot, which was to be expected. The hips are a little wider than before.

Thighs are thicker than they were before. It’s making Areum currently feel slightly more uncomfortable knowing the clothes might look now way too different on her than they did probably years before.

“What are you sighing about baby?” He calls out coming out of the shower with a towel on his waist covering the lower part as the other towel was drying out the wet black locks.

She stares in the mirror feeling defeated and broken in a way. She wasn’t feeling too good about herself now and it’s making everything look worse.

Areum never struggled with body perception until now it’s leaving her to change plans.

“I don’t know — I just don’t look good wearing my old clothes before it’s making me wonder if i shouldn’t go at all.”

The moment he heard Areum speak about what she’s seeing in the mirror was the complete shocking opposite to what he’s seeing. She was standing in the mirror with underwear and a bra on checking down every curve like it was a hassle problem but for him he loved the body she has now.

He thinks it suits her very well. If anything Jeno found it severely attractive that he can’t help but find his eyes constantly check her down shamelessly. He has no shame in it though.

None at all.

He comes from behind so he appears in the mirror giving a tight back hug as one hand drops on the stomach and the hip bone sticking on the service. He whispers. “Baby you’re perfect look, your body. It’s perfectly normal and fine.” Areum closed her eyes sighing. “I don’t know… I don’t— think it’s the same as before.”

He would kiss her head. “Trust me when i say that your body looks fucking amazing and it’s very hard to hold myself back right now with you standing in with barely anything on.”

Creeping blush on to her face Areum clears her throat and turns around to slap his arm pushing him back to keep a personal bubble now.

“Yah what— don’t say that so freely.” She warns turning around to look into the closet. Somehow this made her feel a little better about herself though, knowing Jeno loves her body and so she does too.

Although he didn’t back away just her until a very firm hand was placed on her back making Areum flinch in surprise feeling a gentle spank and a grope later with Jeno smirking widely — he felt so proud to be able to do that to his wife.

She turns around smacking his hand off. “Lee Jeno! Come on what if someone saw us.” She now said sternly but he comes forward pulling her on the bed more specifically his lap where she sat but he was on the edge of the bed.

Jeno grips and squeezes gently her thighs humming. “Let them see. We are a married couple we can do whatever now.” He teases singing it to her face it felt like a long warm embrace from him.

Areum looks away sighing. “You’re shameless.”

She hears a laugh coming from him enough to spike her neck as he doesn’t dare to deny it; who wouldn’t be shameless when they have Park Areum as their wife? He darn knows no one would be able to keep their hands off her.

Afterall she’s untouchable but she’s most certainly not untouchable when it comes to him.

“I’m just saying honey that when you arrive at the party with me, no one will be able to take their eyes away from you. You’ll be the main attraction.”

She murmurs. “Okay just…” pausing as she saw that he was still in nothing but a towel on her voice stains out like a piece of fragile glass. “You should get changed already.”

Areum gets off his lap leaving Jeno stay on the bed admiring her body from afar as she picks out a dress becoming satisfied. He would watch her put it on and he felt himself fall for his wife once more.

It’s a pleasuring hobby to see your wife get changed.

Until tiny background noises were heard shouting…

Bringing them back to reality where their children could be up to no good whatsoever.

“DAADDD!! I NEED HELP ZIPPING UP MY TROUSERS —“

“MUMMMM!! I CAN’T FIND MY DRESS —“

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JENO KNEW HE SHOULDN’T BE DOING THIS.

lalo na’t alas otso pa lang ng umaga, at kung bubulabugin ka niya, malamang ay magagalit ka. ilang araw na kasi ang nakalipas simula nung huli ka niyang nakita at ilang araw na rin siyang walang tulog kakaisip sa anak niyo at syempre, sa’yo. ilang tawag, ilang text na ang ginawa nito pero ni isa wala ka talagang sinasagot. hindi siya napapagod, ang gusto lang niya ay mapag-usapan niyo ito bilang mag-asawa at bilang mga matatanda. gaya nga ng sabi niya, handa siyang panindigan ang bata. handa siyang magpakatatay para sa bata. 

kakatok na sana siya sa pinto ng apartment mo, alam niyang dito ka nakatira dahil naabutan ka niyang pumasok sa building na ito nung nagkita kayo ilang araw ang nakalipas at napagtanto niyang 'wag ka munang kausapin para magpalamig ng ulo. mabuti na lang at napaki-usapan niya ang gwardya at agad na sinabi nito kung anong apartment number mo. nanlaki ang mga mata ni jeno at nahihiyang binaba ang kamay na kanina ay nakataas para kumatok nang makita niya ang isang lalaki na hawak-hawak ang kamay ni lily.

"oh! it's tito jeno!" sabi ng bata, "hello po! bakit po kayo andito?"

lumuhod si jeno para tignan ang bata sa mga mata, at tangina, kamukhang kamukha niyong mag-asawa. "hi lily, i was hoping i could talk to your mom eh. is she home?" sasagot na sana si lily, pero naudlot ito.

"woo, 'yung lunch ni lily—" natigil ang sasabihin mo nang makita mo si jeno na nakaluhod sa harap ng bata, "muntik niyo na maiwan…" pagtutuloy mo, agad mong binalot ang sarili mo sa robe na suot mo. nakabukas kasi ito at ang tanging suot mo lang ay puting sando terno ng bulaklaking shorts. "anong ginagawa mo dito?"

"mommy, tito jeno said he wants to talk to you!" sagot ni lily, "tito jeno, she's here, she's home po!" pinanood ni jeno na kuhain ng lalaki ang kaninang hawak-hawak mong lunchbox at humalik ang bata sa pisngi mo bago tuluyang umalis. ilang segundo kayong nagtitigan ni jeno bago mo siya papasukin sa loob ng bahay.

"so…" panimula mo, "i guess, dapat na talaga nating pag-usapan ano?" umupo si jeno sa sofa, ang mga mata niya ay ineexamina ang mga dekorasyon ng bahay mo. simple lang ito, maraming puting gamit at puro imahe niyong mag-ina pero isa ang pumukaw sa atensyon niya—ang imahe niyong dalawa ni lily nung araw na pinanganak mo ang bata. halata na ang imahe na ito ay kakatapos mo pa lang manganak dahil may naka-kabit pang nasal cannula sa'yo tapos umiiyak pa ang bata sa imahe. nawala ang atensyon ni jeno dito nang magpatong ka ng isang tasa ng kape sa center table at umupo sa kabilang upuan. "sorry hindi ko sinasagot 'yung tawag at texts mo, gusto ko kasing magpalamig muna ng ulo bago ka kausapin eh"

tumango si jeno at hinayaan kang magpatuloy ng sasabihin, "alam kong mali 'yung ginawa kong tinago ko sa'yo si lily, in my defense, wala naman kasi sa kontrata natin 'yun di 'ba? hindi ko alam kung anong magiging reaksyon mo kung sasabihin ko sa'yo na ikaw ang tatay ng bata." pag-amin mo, "sa totoo lang, jeno… inisip ko na rin naman sabihin sa'yo nung nag-isang taon si lily eh pero naunahan ako ng takot dahil baka isipin mo hinahabol lang kita para sa pera—hindi ganun 'yun. maliit lang ang kinikita ko, oo, pero napagtanto ko na kaya kong buhayin si lily mag-isa kaya lalong hindi ko sinabi sa'yo."

"y/n—"

"ako muna, please…" pakiusap mo, "lilinawin ko na agad sa'yo, alam kong kasal pa tayo sa papel. hindi ko nobyo si jungwoo, may sariling buhay si jungwoo. sadyang na-attach na talaga sa kanya si lily dahil siya ang andyan." nagbuntong hininga ka, "sorry kung umalis ako agad nung isang araw—it was too much for me to take. tungkol ba ito sa kasal natin?"

"it was supposed to be pero… ngayon it's more of about lily na eh" sagot ni jeno, "y/n, is it too much to ask kung gugustuhin kong maging parte ng buhay ng bata? willing akong magpaka-tatay sa kanya, i'll make up with the lost 4 years."

ilang minuto kang natahimik bago muling nagkaroon ng lakas ng loob na magsalita, sana tama ang gagawin mong desisyon, sana hindi humantong sa punto ng buhay niyo na mapupunta kayo sa korte at ipaglalaban kung sino ang mas karapat-dapat na makasama ng bata. "okay," isang salita pero halos lahat ng pag-aaalala ni jeno ay nawala. "sana lang hindi mali 'tong desisyon ko jeno, payag akong magpaka-tatay ka sa anak natin… pero huwag mo sanang gamitin ang tsansang ito para ilayo sakin ang anak ko."

it took you by surprise when he held your hand, "hindi ko gagawin 'yun, kaya magtiwala ka sakin."

pabalik-balik ka sa loob ng kwarto mo, late kasing sinabi sa'yo ni lily na may event pala sila sa school bukas ng umaga dahil nakalimutan niyang ibigay sa'yo ang event slip na binigay ng teacher niya three days ago. buti na lang at day-off mo bukas, okay lang sana sa'yo na kayong dalawa ni lily ang umattend pero gusto niyang makasama si jeno dahil pamilya naman raw kayo. isang taon na ang lumipas simula nung nagkakilala ang mag-ama, at buong pusong tinanggap ni lily si jeno, apilyedo na nga rin ni jeno ang gamit ng bata eh. may mga araw na dun sa bahay ni jeno natutulog si lily, may nga araw naman na dito siya sa'yo.

"hello?" pagod na sagot ni jeno sa tawag mo, "y/n, bakit?"

"um… alam kong kakauwi mo lang galing ng london, sabi ni lily pero…" narinig mong kumaluskos ang kumot niya, mukhang nagising siya sa tawag mo dahil 9:30 na ng gabi. "lily has a family day event tomorrow, gusto ka niyang makasama… gusto ko lang sana itanong kung pwede ka? kasi kung hindi pwede naman na si jungwoo—"

"no, i'll come."

natigil ka ng ilang segundo, "wala ka bang trabaho bukas? baka nakakaabala kami, okay lang naman kung—"

"i already told you, y/n. pupunta ko. work is important, but so is our daughter." sagot niya, "what time tomorrow?"

"9:30 'yung start ng event, siguro mga 9 dapat andun ka na."

"okay, i'll pick you guys up tomorrow." sasagot ka pa sana kaso binaba na agad ni jeno ang tawag, you rolled your eyes and threw your phone on the bed. simula nung nagsimulang magbonding si jeno at lily, madalas siyang ilag kay jungwoo—na dapat hindi kahit unang una, platonic kayo ni jungwoo. wala namang something sa inyong dalawa, pero madalas talaga kapag nasa bahay mo si jungwoo at susunduin ni jeno si lily, napapansin mong mabilis mag-iba ang mood nito.

tuwang tuwa si lily nang makita si jeno sa sala niyo pagkatapos niyang magbihis at agad na tumalon para salubungin ang tatay niya ng mahigpit na yakap. halos dalawang linggo kasing hindi nagkita ang mag-ama dahil nasa ibang bansa si jeno. pag dating niyo ng eskwelahan ni lily, maraming nanay ang nakapansin kay jeno, maski mga guro ay napalingon habang naglalakad kayong pamilya. grabeng participation ang ginawa ni jeno at lily, lahat na ata ng pwedeng salihan na laro ay ginawa nilang mag-ama. akala mo nga safe ka na eh, pero…

"mommy, mommy, sali kayo ni daddy!" excited na sabi ni lily, "ayun oh!"

pinakinggan mo kung paano laruin ang laro na pinipilit kang pasalihin ng anak niyo, magsisimula ang laro na may prutas sa gitna (specifically sa may pusod), at simula dun, dapat makarating ang prutas na iyon sa bibig niyong dalawa na hindi magagalaw ng kamay niyo. aayaw ka na sana, pero hinawakan ni jeno ang kamay mo at marahan kang hinigit papunta sa gitna kung saan andun na ang ibang mga maglalaro.

dahil nga late na kayo nakasali ni jeno, isang apple ang prutas na binigay sa inyo. tangina, ang liit naman eh! reklamo mo sa utak mo. sobrang awkward dahil sa liit ng mansanas, ramdam na ramdam mo kung gaano ka lapit si jeno sa'yo. "stay still, ako na ang gagalaw" sabi ni jeno, pero hindi mo maiwasang hindi gumalaw dahil parang mahuhulog ang prutas. "y/n, i said stay still"

"baka mahulog 'yung prutas!" sagot mo, hindi mo alam kung paano o anong ginawa ni jeno, pero ang prutas na kanina ay nasa may pusod niyo ay nasa dibdib mo na. sobrang awkward ng posisyon niyo dahil ang mukha ni jeno ay may pagkamalapit sa dibdib mo. "hoy, jeno! ano! galaw!"

"teka lang, 'wag ka kaya magmadali ano?" sabi nito, ang pisngi niya ay nakadikit na sa pisngi ng mansanas, "pag nasa may pisngi mo na, 'wag kang gagalaw para mabilis nating makagat"

sa liit ng prutas na meron kayo, nastuck kayo nung nasa may leeg mo na. sobrang liit ng espasyo, nararamdaman mo ang paghinga ni jeno sa leeg mo. "what perfume are you wearing?" kaswal na tanong nito.

"ha?"

"you smell good"

"jeno, y-yung laro… andaming nakatingin satin" sabi mo, gumalaw si jeno kasabay ng prutas na nasa leeg mo, inangat niya ito sa pisngi mo at mabilis na nilipat sa labi mo, binuka mo ng bahagya ang bibig mo para hindi ito mahulog. agad niyong tinaas ang mga kamay niyo, simbolo na tapos na kayong mag-asawa at hindi ginamit ang mga kamay para matapos ang laro. the only thing separating the small space between you two is the apple. titig na titig si jeno sa mga mata mo, pati ikaw, actually. ngunit agad mong inalis ang tingin mo nang marinig mong iannounce ng mc na kayo ang panalo ni jeno.

"wow, kung sino pa 'yung late na sumali, sila pa 'yung winner! bongga!" sabi ng mc, "mommy and daddy, pwede na po bitawan ang prutas, para po mainterview namin kayo"

ikaw na ang naunang lumayo at humarap sa madla, habang si jeno naman ay sinambot ang mansanas at tumabi sa'yo.

"kaninong parents po kayo?" tanong ng mc, agad itong sinagot ni jeno. "ay kay lily! estudyante ko yan sa math and bukod sa matalino siya—sir, kamukhang kamukha niyo po ang bata!" nginitian naman siya ni jeno, "so ayan, congratulations po for winning this game—please introduce yourself to the crowd po, parentals." 

pagtapos niyong magpakilala ni jeno, akala mo tapos na— "ilang taon na po kayong kasal?"

"actually hindi—"

jeno was quick to cut you off, "6 years, lily is five na eh"

pagtapos pang makipagkwentuhan ng mc sainyo, bumalik na rin kayo sa tabi ni lily. nagthank you sainyong dalawa ang bata dahil sobrang saya niya't nagparticipate kayo at nanalo. medyo late na natapos ang event, 6:30 tapos inaya pa kayo ni jeno kumain sa labas kaya magna-9 na rin nang makarating kayo sa apartment mo. dahil tulog na tulog ang bata sa likod ng kotse ni jeno, siya na rin ang nag-offer na buhatin siya pabalik sa unit mo. habang nagaayos ka ng mga gamit na dinala mo sa eskwelahan, lumabas si jeno sa kwarto ni lily.

"jeno, thank you pala sa pagsama samin ngayong araw. lily is really happy to have you in that event." sabi mo at inalis ang mga gamit na nalinis mo na. "sorry rin kung late notice, kagabi lang rin sakin sinabi ni lily"

"if it has to do with lily or you, willing naman akong hindi pumasok sa trabaho." ngiti niya, "so… there's something i want to talk to you about—it's about what happened earlier today"

"alin?"

"the game," sagot niya, "the apple game, when we locked eyes… i know i'm not the only one who felt that spark between us."

"nako, jeno, kung anu-ano na lang lumalabas sa bibig mo… antok lang yan." biro mo, pero pag-angat mo ng tingin mo sa kanya ay seryoso ang kanyang mukha. "ay… sorry" nagulat ka dahil bigla niyang hinawakan ang kamay mo, "jeno…?"

"it's been bothering me for months, y/n" sabi ni jeno, "and i never knew a simple eye contact with you kanina would make me realize how much i like— no, love you…? probably"

"kaya ka ba nagseselos kay woo?"

"me? nagseselos?" sabi ni jeno, "why would i?"

"nagbabago mood mo kapag andito si woo"

"...fine" he rolled his eyes, "so, what i really want to ask is… do you want to try and make this work with me?"

—.

nagising ka kasi kaninang umaga dahil kay lily, tinatawag ka nito para kumain ng agahan na luto raw ng asawa mo (medyo kinabahan ka dahil baka nasunog ang kusina, pero buti na lang at tinulungan pala siya ng helper niyo). bihirang bihira mag-luto ang asawa mo dahil sa sobrang busy nito sa trabaho at madalas na umaalis ng bahay na kape lang ang laman ng tyan. pagkatapos mong maghilamos at magsipilyo, lumabas ka sa kwarto niyo na hawak-hawak ang kamay ng bata habang nakikinig sa kwento nito, umpisa na kasi ng summer vacation kaya napakaraming kwento tungkol sa nangyari sa eskwelahan niya kahapon.

"good morning," ngiti ni jeno at lumapit sa inyong dalawa para humalik sa pisngi. "kain na tayo?" bumitaw sa pagkakahawak ng kamay mo si lily at nagpabuhat sa tatay niya. tinitignan mo ang pagkaing niluto ni jeno, continental breakfast— pancakes, waffles, egg and coffee. hindi mo alam kung paano niya na kumbinsi ang katulong niyo sa bahay na tulungan siyang magluto, pero mukhang pinag-effortan ito ng asawa mo. pagkatapos paupuin ni jeno ang anak niyo sa sariling upuan, hinila nito ang upuan mo at hinintay kang maka-upo. "i woke up early for this," sabi niya at tinulak palapit ng lamesa ang upuan mo pagkaupo mo. "sabihin mo sa akin kapag pangit ang lasa, mahal ha"

gamit ang tinidor, humiwa ka ng maliit na bahagi ng pancake. si jeno may gawa neto? tanong mo sa isip mo, pero naisip mo rin na bumibili ka ng ready-to-cook pancake mix. "hmm, masarap naman" ngiti mo, "anong meron, jeno? bakit may pa-breakfast ka?"

"huh? wala naman, wala kasi akong pasok ngayon, we're traveling later, kaya naisip kong magluto" simpleng sagot nito, "anak, excited ka bang magstay kila lolo at lola mo for two weeks?" excited na tumango ang bata habang kumakain, hindi na nagsalita dahil puno ng waffles ang bibig kaya napatawa si jeno. hinawakan ni jeno ang kamay mong hindi mo ginagamit at pinisil ito, "i know you're worried about leaving her with my parents but your parents said na bibisita rin sila kila mom whenever they can. lily will be fine with them"

for the first time since you gave birth to lily, ito ang unang beses na dalawang linggo mong hindi makikita ang anak mo. you are aware that lily is already capable enough to take care of herself, of course, with a little guidance from her grandparents. minsan sobrang natatakot ka kasi ang bilis ng oras, lily was already eight at parang kailan lang nung nalaman ni jeno na may anak pala kayong dalawa. maybe it's the protective maternal instinct, pero parang gusto mo na lang mag-backout sa bakasyon niyo ni jeno sa bali o di kaya isama na lang ang bata. then again, narealize mo, sa ilang taon mong ginugol sa pagiging nanay at sa pagtatrabaho, ito ang unang beses na magbabakasyon ka. tumango ka sa sinabi ni jeno at bumalik sa pagkain ng agahan bago mo paliguan ang anak at maghanda ng mga gamit na bibitbitin nito sa bahay ng lolo't lola niya.

pagtapos mong asikasuhin si lily, agad kang naligo dahil 2 pm ang flight niyo ni jeno papuntang bali at 9 am na rin, naging ugali kasi ni jeno na umalis ng bahay ilang oras bago ang flight para maiwasan ang mga aberya sa airport. 9:30 nang matapos ka at sinalubong mo ang mga magulang ni jeno, his parents grew to love you lalong lalo na si lily. ang buong akala kasi nila, hindi na mag-aasawa ang anak. kahit nung nalaman nila nung una na kasal lang kayo sa papel, tinanggap ka nila kalaunan—tinanggap ka nila na parang pamilya. 

"enjoy indonesia, anak. sa bali kayo pupunta ni jeno, there's a lot of beaches na sigurado akong maeenjoy niyong mag-asawa!" sabi ng nanay ni jeno at niyakap ka, "lily will be okay with us, we'll update you every now and then ha. no need to worry,"

ngumiti ka sa biyenan mo, "sorry ma, unang beses ko kasi 'tong malalayo kay lil… i trust you with her naman po, sadyang mamimiss ko lang siya"

"ganyang ganyan kay dyan kay jeno, anak. bunso ko kasi 'yan kaya clingy ako sa kanya, naiintinidihan ko kung bakit ka kinakabahan." hinaplos ng biyenan mo ang likod mo at nakita niyang pababa na ang anak niya kasama ang apo. ilang kwentuhan pa ang naganap bago kayo tuluyang umalis ng bahay mag-asawa.

habang bumabyahe, napansin mong hindi ito ang daan papuntang airport. parang nakalampas na nga ata kayo at biglang pinasok ng driver niyo ang sasakyan sa parang isang runway na napapalibutan ng mga eroplano. "jeno, saan tayo pupunta? hindi ito 'yung airport, aware ka ba?"

nilingon ka ni jeno at ngumiti, hinawakan ang kamay mo at pinisil ito. "i rented a private plane papuntang bali, mahal" sagot niya, "you deserve a luxurious travel and i don't think we're able to get that kung sa airline mismo, kahit na magfirst class pa tayo." nilapit ni jeno ang mukha niya sa'yo at hinalikan ka ng mabilis sa labi, "i really, really want to be alone with you this time, mahal, that's why i did this."

"pero—"

"no buts, deserve mo 'to… deserve natin 'tong mag-asawa, okay?" sabi niya at dinala ang kamay mo sa labi niya, "don't worry about sa gastusin ko, if it's for you, i'd pay millions to make you happy, my love"

ngumiti ka sa kanya at nagtititigan lang kayong dalawa hanggang sa binuksan ng staff ang pinto ng kotse niyo. as the two of you were walking towards the private jet, the staffs greeting the two of you one by one, jeno spins you around and connects your lips together. paghiwalay ng mga labi niyo, agad ka niyang inalalayan paakyat ng eroplano. sometimes, you forget how rich jeno's family are—considering they own half of seoul, talagang barya lang para sa kanya ang gastusin dito. it even makes you wonder what made him fall in love with you na totoo. jeno doesn't like it kapag ganito na ang takbo ng isip mo but he makes sure to remind you why he loved you in the first place, he never fails to do that every time. he never fails to hold your hand and kiss those worries away. 

medyo mahaba ang byahe kahit naka-private jet kayo ni jeno, buong byahe magkahawak kamay lang kayo ng asawa mo at pag dating ng hotel, hindi na rin kayo kumain ng hapunan sa sobrang antok. ni hindi niyo na nga natawagan ang magulang ni jeno dahil sa sobrang pagod. pag gising mo kinabukasan, hindi mo mahanap ang asawa mo sa loob ng kwarto. iniisip mo na baka nasa gym lang ito kaya naghanda ka na rin para sa araw niyo. natapos ka na maligo't lahat lahat pero hindi pa rin nakakabalik si jeno, hanggang na mahanap mo ang isang puting damit na nakasampay sa walk-in closet ng hotel na may nakadikit na sticky note. 'good morning, mahal! may inaasikaso lang ako, babalik rin ako agad. for now, after you freshen up, wear this dress and we'll explore this hotel together.'

medyo kumunot ang noo mo, knowing na nasa bakasyon kayo ni jeno tapos may inaasikaso siya. you didn't leave your daughter back in korea para lang magtrabaho siya habang nandito kayo sa paraiso. nagtry kang tumawag sa magulang ni jeno, pero hindi ito sumagot. nagsisimula ka na ulit mag-panic. ano bang meron at bakit parang busy ang lahat pwera ikaw? bago ka pa man lumabas ng kwarto, pumasok si jeno sa villa niyo. mukhang galing nga ng gym dahil sa suot nito. binati ka ng good morning saka humalik sa pisngi mo't sabi na hintayin mo siyang matapos maghanda bago kayo lumabas para gumala. 

"saan ka ba galing? i didn't leave our daughter behind para lang magtrabaho ka dito, jeno" sabi mo habang sinasara ng asawa mo ang pinto ng villa niyo pero tanging ngiti lang ang sagot nito sa'yo kaya lalo kang nainis. "jeno naman eh"

"mahal, if i tell you kung saan ako galing, masisira lang ang plano ko." sagot niya at hinawakan ang kamay mo, "let's go na, malelate tayo"

just like yesterday, the staff escorted you as you walk around the resort. natunugan mo na ang mangyayari nang makita mo ang kapilyang may overlooking ng dagat kaya napatigil ka sa paglalakad, ngumiti si jeno sa'yo at kinulong ang mukha mo sa parehong kamay niya. "my love, ito ang inaasikaso ko." he chuckled, "technically, hindi tayo nagkaroon ng wedding. we just got married through papers and that's why i want to fulfill the wedding of your dreams." pag-amin niya sa'yo, "your siblings helped me with the preparations, even jungwoo did as well as lily. so, will you, y/n lee, give me this chance to say my vows to you?"

hindi pa kayo nakakapasok ng kapilya, pero naiiyak ka na kay jeno. kaya pala nagiwan ng puting damit sa'yo, dahil ikakasal na talaga kayo ng tunay ngayon. "nakakainis ka," naiiyak mong sabi, "jeno lee, you know what my answer is… yes na yes. kahit anong mangyari, kahit pagbali-baliktarin ang mundo, oo pa rin ang sagot ko sa'yo."

gusto kang halikan ni jeno, pero hindi na muna sa ngayon. pag sinabi na ng paring magkakasal sa inyo na lang siguro. inalalayan ka niya sa hagdan, nung una, akala mo kayong dalawa lang. nang buksan ang pinto ng kapilya, nakita mo ang mga pamilyar na mukha—pamilya mo, pamilya ni jeno, mga kaibigan mo at kaibigan ni jeno. iniwan ka na ni jeno sa dulo ng kapilya, and lily ran to you, wearing a dress in a similar color as yours, holding a basket of flowers. lumuhod ka para salubungin ng yakap ang anak mo, "mommy, sorry kung nagsikreto po kami ni daddy sa'yo ng ilang buwan." sabi nito sa'yo, "but daddy really wanted to marry you here in bali kaya i helped him with this."

"okay lang anak, thank you for helping daddy ha" sabi mo at nagpunas ng luha, tumayo ka ulit para naman mayakap ang tatay mong ngiting-ngiti. "pa…"

your father engulfed you to a hug, "buti naman at mailalakad na kita papuntang altar" biro nito, "congratulations anak."

jeno was smiling ear to ear habang naglalakad ka papunta sa harap niya, hindi maiwasang hindi maluha dahil ito na—sasabihin niya na ang mga salitang hindi niya nasabi sa'yo noon, ang mga salitang hanggang ngayon ay nahihiya siyang sabihin at mga salitang inipon niya para sa'yo. matapos ang seremonya ng pari, oras na para magpalit kayo ng panata para sa isa't isa.

mahal, lily's mom, ang aking tinatangi, y/n lee,

hayaan mo akong sabihin ang mga bagay na matagal ko nang gustong sabihin sa'yo, pero dahil laging nauuna ang hiya at takot ko, hindi ko ito masabi sa'yo ng tuluyan pero ito na—sasabihin ko na sa mundo at sa harap ng pamilya't mga kaibigan natin kung gaano kita ka-mahal at kung gaano ako kahandang gugulin ang buhay kong ito na kasama ka, si lily at ang mga magiging anak pa natin sa darating na kinabukasan.

unang una sa lahat, gusto kong humingi ng tawad sa'yo—hindi naging maganda ang unang taon natin bilang mag-asawa. naging tayo dahil sa isang kondisyon at nagkahiwalay tayo dahil doon. pero, hindi tayo makakarating sa buhay na tinatahak natin ngayon kung hindi tayo dumaan sa ganung proseso. hindi ako nagsisisi na nakilala kita, kahit sa ganung paraan—hindi ko inaasahan na ikaw pala ang magtuturo sa akin kung paano magmahal ng tunay, i wasn't even aware nor was sure that i was capable enough to love you and our daughter. noong binata pa ako, sigurado ako na hindi ako makakahanap ng tamang babae para sakin… hanggang sa dumating ka sa buhay ko't nagbago ang takbo ng tadhana ko.

i was confused when you left me, but your reason was good enough for me to understand why you left in the first place. then you returned and told me we had a daughter together, nung una hindi ko alam kung anong sasabihin ko sa'yo noon. mahal, i'm sorry—for using you for my own convenience before. ngayon, walang makakapantay na materyal na bagay na magbibigay ng kasiyahan sa akin tulad ng kasiyahan na binibigay niyo sakin ni lily.

do you remember the time na inimbita mo kong umattend ng family day sa school ni lily? kinakapa ko pa ang ugali ng bata noon dahil baka hindi niya ako tanggapin bilang tatay niya, na baka may galit ang bata sa akin dahil ilang taon rin akong hindi nag-exist sa buhay niya. pero sinigurado mo sakin na hindi ganun, na tanggap ako ng anak natin kahit ilang taon ang lumipas na hindi ko siya kilala at hindi niya ako kilala.

thank you for bringing happiness and joy to my life, you and lily are my blessing in disguise. thank you for always holding my hand, for always taking care of me. so my love, i promise you the world, to grow with you until we're grey and old, to wipe your tears whenever you're crying, to be the reason why you smile, i will forever promise to dream with you, to walk next to you as our life goes on. i will be yours forever and always, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse. i love you, misis ko.

buti na lang at hindi ka masyadong naglagay ng makeup dahil rumaragasa na ang mga luha mo, agad itong pinunasan ni jeno gamit ang hinlalaki niya at ngumiti sa'yo. "i love you" banggit niya muli bago hayaang kuhain mo ang mikropono sa kamay niya. pinalitan rin niya ang singsing na suot mo ng bago. huminga ka ng malalim bago magsalita.

jeno,

i wasn't expecting that we'd come here in bali to get married in front of our friends and family. ang totoo nyan, akala ko gusto mo lang magbakasyon na tayong dalawa lang. i was suspicious dahil unang araw natin dito tapos hindi kita mahanap kaninang umaga, then when we were walking towards this chapel—nakaramdam na 'ko nun, at sinabi mo sakin na gusto mo akong pakasalan dahil gusto mong ibigay ang pangarap kong kasal. mahal, wala akong pake kung saang lupalop man tayo ikasal—as long as it's with you, i'm okay—i'm more than okay.

dahil impromptu itong vows ko sa'yo, wala akong masabi… parang nauubusan ako ng salita ngayon sa ginawa mo. sobrang, grabeng effort ang ginawa mo para dito and hindi ko alam kung paano ko papantayan ito. 

jeno, our life is… different from the others. parang tayo lang ata ang naka-experience ng ganitong klaseng buhay, ng ganitong klaseng istorya. our love story is definitely unique, and if i'm given a chance to choose, i'll choose you every time, all over again. gaya nga ng sabi ni taylor swift, all's well that ends well to end up with you. excited akong magising tuwing umaga na ikaw ang makikita, excited akong matulog na ikaw ang katabi. you've made me the happiest woman in this earth today, jeno lee. i will be yours forever and always, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse. i love you so much, jeno lee.

and when jeno finally got the signal from the priest, the moment he heard "you may now kiss the bride", he held your face gently before connecting your lips together. malakas na hiyaw mula sa mga kaibigan at pamilya ang nag-echo sa maliit na kapilya. nang maghiwalay ang labi niyo, natawa kayo ni jeno dahil tatawagin niyo dapat ang anak niyo para magpalitrato, pero nakita niyong nakatakip ang nga mata niya gamit ang mga maliliit na kamay. 

sa mga sumunod na oras, nag-celebrate lang kayo kasama ang mga kaibigan at pamilya. as much as you wanted to spend the night with lily, ang anak mo na mismo ang nagsabi na magi-stay siya sa mga lolo't lola niya at hahayaan daw muna niya kayo ng daddy niya. sabik na sabik si jeno na masolo ka pagtapos ng mahabang araw, ngayong legal na talaga kayong kasal at nagpalit na kayo ng panata para sa isa't isa sa harap ng pamilya't kaibigan niyo, gusto ka na ulit masolo ni jeno. alam niyang dalawang araw pang magi-stay rito ang mga bisita, pero sa isang linggo niyong natitira dito bilang mag-asawa, susulitin niya ang mga araw na iyon.

"so… officially, you're mrs. jeno lee na" bulong ni jeno sa leeg mo habang nagtatanggal ka ng alahas, ang kamay nito ay nasa bewang mo't pinipisil ito ng marahan. "i'm sorry if it took me long enough na magdecide na bigyan ka ng proper wedding—"

tinignan mo siya sa salamin at ngumiti, isang kamay mo ay humawak sa kamay niya, "sabi ko naman sa'yo, may kasal man o wala, basta ikaw ang kasama kong tatanda, okay na ko dun." nilapag mo ang kwintas at hikaw na suot mo sa vanity table. nagtama ang mga mata niyo ni jeno sa salamin, at napangisi ka dahil kinindatan ka nito at nag-umpisang ibaba ang zipper sa gilid ng damit. he lets the dress pool over you feet before he turned you around, his hands skillfully removing the undergarments you were wearing. umikot ka at pinagdikit mo ang labi niyong dalawa, ang kamay mo ay isa-isang binuksan ang butones ng suot niyang polo at pagtapos nito ay ang kanyang pantalon. napahiyaw ka nang bigla kang buhatin ni jeno, ang hita mo ay pumulupot sa balakang niya't hindi naghihiwalay ang mga labi niyo habang naglalakad siya palabas ng walk in closet.

dahan-dahan kang binaba ni jeno sa kama, labi niya na mismo ang humiwalay at nilipat ito sa panga mo, habang nagkakalat ng halik si jeno sa balat mo, nararamdaman mo ang tigas ng ari niya sa puke mo. hindi mo maiwasang hindi umungol at higpitan ang pagkakapulupot ng binti mo sa kanya. "jeno…" ungol mo sa tenga niya, habang naglalagay siya ng marka sa leeg mo't nilalamas ang dede mo. pagkatapos niyang mag-iwan ng marka, hinalikan niya ito bago halikan ang labi mo ng mabilis. 

jeno creates a trail of kisses on your body; from your lips, to your neck, to your chest, to your stomach that carried his daughter for months—jeno was hoping na masundan na agad si lily, you've been talking about it for months prior to this surprise wedding. may mga araw rin kasing nagtatanong na lang bigla ang anak niyo kung kailan siya magkakaroon ng kapatid, naaalala niya tuloy kung paano ka nagtago sa ilalim ng kumot nang sinabi mong gusto mo na nga rin sundan ang panganay niyo. 

napahiyaw ka dahil biglang hinila ni jeno ang balakang mo palapit sa mukha niya, nararamdaman mo ang paghinga niya sa loob ng hita mo. hindi niya na pinatagal at dikit ang dila niya sa namamasa mong puke. umarko ang likod mo at naguumpisang pumulupot ang mga daliri mo sa buhok ni jeno. baliw na baliw si jeno tuwing ginagawa mo ito, para kasi sa kanya, iyon ang paraan mo para sabihin na nasasarapan ka sa ginagawa niya. lalo mong nahila ng malakas ang buhok niya dahil bigla siyang nagpasok ng isang daliri, na agad sinundan ng isa. 

"love, h-hindi ko na kaya…" mahina mong sabi, dumila pa ng isang beses si jeno bago lumayo pero hindi tinanggal ang daliri niya sa loob mo.

"let go lang, mahal" sabi nito sa hita mo't binilisan ang galaw ng daliri. his fingers were curling inside of you, finding the right spot to make your knees weak. alam niyang nakakapa na niya ito dahil nagsasara na ang hita mo, "here?" tanong ni jeno, tumango ka naman at naglabas ng malakas na ungol. "fuck, ang ganda mo, mahal ko"

umayos sa pagkakapwesto si jeno't nilinya ang tite nita sa butas mo, binaba muna ang sarili para mahalikan ka. nalalasahan mo ang sariling likido mo sa labi niya, "gonna make love to you, mahal" bulong niya sa labi mo, "napagusapan naman na natin na sundan na si lil, hindi ba?"

"mhmm"

"baka kasi hindi pa ito yun, but we'll keep on trying, yeah?"

ulo pa lang ng tite ni jeno ang napapasok niya pero napahawak ka na agad sa batok niya. habang binabaon ni jeno palalim ang ari niya sa'yo, dinidistract ka niya sa paraan na humahalik siya sa pisngi mo't bumubulong ng matatamis na salita. ilang segundo ang tinagal ni jeno sa loob mo bago siya mag-umpisang bumayo, kinuha niya ang isang kamay mo at hinawakan ito. he pinned your intertwined hands above you as he slowly moved his hips.

"okay lang, mahal?" mahinang tanong ni jeno, medyo bumibilis ang pag bayo niya kaya nagsisimula nang tumirik ang mga mata mo. "am i making you feel good?"

"y-yes, love… you can move faster"

but jeno didn't, because he wanted to savor this moment. madalas kasi kapag nagtatalik kayo ni jeno ay mabilisan lang dahil nasa edad si lily na mas gustong tumabi sa inyong mag-asawa dahil natatakot matulog mag-isa sa kwarto niya. swerte na kung walang pasok si jeno at wala ka pa ring pasok, tapos si lily naman ay nasa eskwelahan. ni hindi mo nga matandaan kung kailan kayo huling nagtalik ng mabagal. bumitaw si jeno sa kamay mo, inalis mo ns rin ang pagkakapulupot ng binti mo sa bewang niya. ang kamay ni jeno na kanina ay nakahawak sa kamay mo ay nilipat niya sa likod ng tuhod mo para itulak ito palapit sa dibdib mo, binabaon ng malalim ang tite niya sa butas mo. 

nung binata pa si jeno, sex to him was just… plain and just to take care of his sexual needs, not his partner's, just his. kaya nga may nangyari sainyo nung unang taon kayong kinasal, parang balewala lang ito sa kanya. but a year after magkakilala ni lily at jeno, you two found a spark in your marriage that eventually, you decided to continue your marriage. ngayong kasal na si jeno, he completely lets go of the idea that sex was just to get his dick wet—sex, no, making love with you is one of the best things he likes to do. mas gusto ni jeno na unahin ang sexual needs mo, mas gusto niyang unahin ang pleasure mo kaysa sa sarili. he's making you feel good, feel appreciated and loved.

"mahal… ang sikip," ungol ni jeno, at sinubo ang dede mo sa bibig niya. bumibilis ang pagbayo at nagsisimula nang kagatin ni jeno ang utong mo. lumalakas na rin ang mga tunog na nilalabas mo na parang musika sa tenga ni jeno. jeno releases your nipple with a pop, a string of his spit follows his lips as he fastens his pace. "iniisip ko pa lang na… na masusundan na si lily, p-parang nababaliw na ko"

"jeno, fuck, bilisan mo…"

beads of sweat from your husband's chest collided on yours, binalot mo ang dalawang braso mo sa leeg niya at hinala siya palapit sa'yo para mahalikan mo siya. jeno gladly melts on your kiss, both of his hands pushed your legs to your side, spreading your legs wider—the tip of his cock was kissing your cervix dahil sobrang lalim na ni jeno sa loob mo. humiwalay ka sa pagkakahalik, mga mata mo ay tumitirik at nararamdaman mong malapit ka na.

"malapit na ko, mahal" sabi ni jeno sa'yo, lalo pang binilisan ang pagbayo. buti na lang at sariling villa ang kinuha ni jeno dahil sigurado, kung hindi, may isang magrereklamo sa ingay na ginagawa mo. tanging tango na lang ang sagot mo kay jeno dahil kahit anong gawin mo, hindi ka makasalita sa sobrang sarap. "tangina… nanginginig yung tuhod mo, mahal" bumagal ang pagbayo ni jeno habang nararamdaman mo ang mainit niyang tamod sa loob mo.

aalisin na sana ni jeno ang sarili niya sa'yo pero pinigilan mo siya, "just… ganito lang muna tayo…" mahina mong sabi, napangiti si jeno at binaon ang ulo niya sa leeg mo. "i love you, jeno"

"i love you, too, misis ko" sagot nito at humalik sa pawis mong leeg. "thank you for choosing me, for loving me, for marrying me on the second time around"

"sabi ko naman sa'yo jeno, kahit bali-baliktarin nila ang mundo, ikaw pa rin ang pipiliin ko"

—.

"tawagan niyo ang head ng branch na 'yan, paki-inform sila na may meeting bukas tapos itong papeles na 'to, ipadala mo sa busan branch" sabi ni jeno sa empleyado niya, agad namang sumilip ang sekretarya nito sa pintuan ng opisina niya pagkalabas ng ilang empleyado. subsob sa mga papeles ngayon ang ceo at tila walang oras para sa sarili.

"sir, andito po sila ma'am y/n at lily" 

agad na napatingin si jeno sa sekretarya niya, "ngayon?" tumango ang sekretarya, nagpanic naman si jeno dahil magulo ang loob ng opisina niya dahil busy siya ngayong linggo. "asan na sila?"

"nasa elevator na raw po sabi ng front desk."

tumango si jeno at nagsimulang kuhain at pagsama-samahin ang mga papeles bago ito ilagay sa mga cabinet niyang walang nakapatong. ayaw na ayaw kasi nitong nakikita mo ang opisina niya na magulo dahil alam niyang ikaw mismo ang maglilinis nito kahit ayaw niyang pinapagalaw ka. ilang minuto pa ang lumipas at niluwa na kayo ng pinto ng opisina niya. agad siyang lumapit sa inyo ni lily, humalik sa mga pisngi bago kayo yakapin. exactly two months ago, jeno married you in paradise—dalawang buwan na ang nakalipas pero parang kahapon lang ito nangyari.

"hi," ngiti mo, "gusto ka kasing bisitahin ni lily bago kami pumunta sa birthday ng friend niya, is this a good time? okay lang ba mag-stay kami here for an hour muna?"

kahit naman busy si jeno, he's ready to turn his back sa trabaho para lang sa inyong mag-ina. "of course," ngiti ni jeno at inalalayan ka papunta sa sofa. "kumain na ba kayo? which friend is having a birthday today?"

"si naya, best friend niya sa tutorial school" sagot mo, "kumain na kami, pero ikaw mukhang hindi pa kumakain." sabi mo at hinaplos ang pisngi nito, "we brought you food tapos lily and i also got you a little gift" una mong nilabas ang tupperware ng niluto mong pagkain, amoy pa lang ng luto mo, kumukulo na agad ang tiyan ni jeno. "it's your favorite, lily helped me make it"

"and what's the other one? the little gift?"

ngiting ngiti mong inabot ang box kay jeno, who would've thought that this simple corrugated box that holds a pregnancy test and a doctor's note would change the trajectory of his day? "daddy… na ulit ako?" mabagal niyang sabi, "HOLY FUCK"

"JENO! MARIRINIG NI LILY 'YANG BIBIG MO!"

hindi na pinansin ni jeno ang sinabi mo at agad kang niyakap, "mahal, oh god, wait" sabi niya at bumitaw sa yakap, "kailan mo pa alam?"

"kaninang morning, i went to the doctor before i picked up lily sa parents mo" sagot mo, "baby number two is at least 6 weeks old,"

"so baby number two is made in bali pala ano?"

"JENO!!!"

TAGGING: @butterjaems @shairamaexx @flovezen @yoitlover @haebragi @maleegayuh @thesirenita @hanjisungpark @luvenshiti @j00reads @mklver @stickerjae @winwinxiiv @91qowngus @dxoah @adorenjun @dongsicheng28 @bebskyy @ciscachenh @xnishimura @jenoluuvvs @yoitculture @moonattelli @markibo @kkotjia @rensaure

[ligayangdala]

imagine dad jeno not picking up your baby immediately as soon as he gets home tapos umiyak yung baby kasi hindi siya pinansin 😭😭😭 mana sa tatay na matampuhin kskajhsgs

CUTE HUHU I CAN IMAGINE :(

pagtapos ng schedules niya sa new york, agad na umuwi sa bahay si jeno. ang totoo nyan, hindi mo ineexpect na sa bahay siya didiretso dahil alam mong may meeting pa ito sa kumpanya pagbalik ng bansa kaya nung marinig mong bumukas ang pinto at ang boses ni jeno na inaanunsyo ang pagbalik niya, nagulat ka dahil ilang minuto ang makalipas nung magising kayo ng anak niyo at iniwan mo ito sa playpen niya sa sala. masayang naglalaro ang bata at nang marinig niya ang boses ng ama, agad siyang napatingin at nag-expect na siya ang unang pupuntahan. 11 months, turning 1 in a few weeks, kayang kaya na umupo ng anak niyong mag-isa at walang suporta.

“jeno, bakit naman kasi hindi siya ang una mong pinansin?” tanong mo sa asawa mo habang buhat-buhat ang umiiyak na bata at pinapatahan. “shh, baby... stop na, andito na si daddy oh. pakarga ka na sakanya” tangka mong iaabot ang bata kay jeno, pero mahigpit ang kapit nito sa leeg mo at binabaon ang ulo sa leeg mo. napangiti ka dahil parang si jeno tuwing nagtatampo. “ayaw mo na kay dada?”

“baby, ayaw mo na sakin? ‘di mo na love si dada?” tanong naman ni jeno, at nag-attempt na buhatin ang bata pero ayaw talagang humiwalay sayo kaya tumalikod ka kay jeno para ipagharap ang mag-ama. hinaplos ni jeno ang pisngi ng anak at napangiti, “matampuhin na bata, sorry na anak. i missed you rin”

“manang mana sa tatay niyang matampuhin”

“sus, ako?” tinaasan ka ng kilay ni jeno, at nagtaas ka rin ng iyo. “malamang, anak ko ata yan”

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JENO ICONS (NCT DREAM)

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[jaehunnyy]

A/N: missing Jeno hours and my love for gaming brought out the best in me soo, another Jeno floof for me and you all 😈

Once again, it's my precious @sungbeam who supported me and helped me turn this into a better work, so thank you again, Duckie! ❤️ You're sponsoring me at this point haha ^3^

Me or the PS5?

Genre: fluffy fluff, maybe a bit of angst if you really squint?

Word count: 1.1k

Pairing: gamer boyfie!jeno x reader

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The shiny, little dots brought by the night were slowly settling on the beautiful sky, glowing in the peaceful darkness. You loved watching the beautiful scenery, the big, clear windows giving you this privilege; though something, rather someone, was missing. You brought your mug close to your lips again, getting drunk in the bittersweet taste of the jasmine tea you were consuming, your taste buds screaming in joy. And the floral smell of your tea somehow reminded you of the missing puzzle piece, which was your boyfriend, Jeno. Since he was mostly spending his time streaming or gaming with his friends, sharing the same apartment seemed like an illusion, because you were always missing him. Nonetheless, he always tried his best in making you feel loved, it wasn't that you felt ignored or anything, you just missed cuddling with him, simply feeling him next to you.

Deciding on making him a cup of tea as well, you made your way to the kitchen, preparing Jeno's favorite mug, a controller shaped one you had gifted him on your third anniversary. While waiting for the water to boil, your gaze unconsciously headed to the little frame placed on the kitchen counter, the little silvery object holding one of your favorite memories: a selca of you and your boyfriend, taken on your second date, your hair adorned with pretty, little snowflakes. You loved winter, and since you had started going out together somewhere in December, the snow was covering the city in its cold breeze. You chuckled softly at the memory of the two of you throwing snowballs at each other, a delightful, chaotic mess being created. But you wouldn't change anything. 

Pouring the hot tea into his cup, you moved to his room and were welcomed by your boyfriend's back as he sat on the gaming chair, his fingers smashing the keyboard like it was nothing. His freshly dyed, pink hair seemed to glow in the dim lights of the room, making him look ethereal. His beauty still amazed you and made you feel so glad that he was actually yours. 

A conversation between him and his friends caught your attention, settling yourself on the doorstep.

"Hyuck, c'mon, we'd almost lost this round and it's all because of you!" Your boyfriend whined softly, his usual raspy voice being well hidden now. 

You smiled at his antics. Haechan's answer could be heard through Jeno's big headphones and you giggled. 

"At least be thankful that we won anyway. Should I remind you of all the times you were thinking about Y/N, and you spaced out and forgot how to play?"

You didn't have to see his face to know he was pouting, as silent laughter escaped your lips.

"This… this is different, Hyuck. You can't just blame me like that! I'm just—in love!" 

"That isn't an excuse, Lee!" Chenle intervened in the conversation, his dolphin laugh resonating in the big headphones.

Jeno was shy, cheeks powdered with a pink blush, matching his hair. He didn't know if it was the embarrassment—his friends always teasing him about the person he'd become after confessing to you—or just the pure bliss he felt when you traversed his mind. He took off his headphones and put them away somewhere on the table. Turning in the direction of the door, he froze when his dark orbs met your smiley figure waving at him. But seeing you there made him happy.

"Sweetie? How long have you been standing there?" His warm voice echoed through his little gaming space, making you squirm in happiness. You missed him; you lived in the same apartment, yet you still missed his voice like you haven't been in contact with it for ages. 

"I've been here since you complained about almost losing the game. Do you ever get tired of your computer? I miss you, baby…" You moved closer to him, handing him his mug. "Here you go, I've made some tea for you. You should rest your eyes for a bit… relax a little." 

Hearing your slightly worried voice and glancing at your beautiful face in search of a smile, he couldn't help but feel guilty when he found nothing but sadness. He never meant to make you feel this way; damn, his friends were oftenly grumbling over how distracted he was whenever he thought of you. He absolutely loved you. And he wanted, and needed, to show this to you just as you did to him. Setting his mouse aside, he pulled you into a cozy, warm hug, snuggling his face in your hair, inhaling the sweet scent of your vanilla shampoo. You couldn't help but let a smile take over your now lit up face, his lips curling in joy, followed by his crescent shaped eyes. Your hands circled his neck, legs finding their place around his waist, like a little koala who craved attention at its fullest. You weren't planning to let him go again, not today. 

"Please stay with me for the rest of the day. I love you so much, Jen." You sniffled, engulfed in his comforting body heat. 

"I love you too, angel. Let's cuddle somewhere more comfortable." 

He got up from his seat, without disturbing your comfortable position. He carried you to your bedroom, amused by your clingy state. After placing you carefully on the bed, he found his own comfort in the fluffy sheets, as well as in your welcoming arms. 

"You're my little koala. I will always protect you," he whispered, his hands finding their way in your hair, playing with the strands.

You sighed in contentment, your arms wrapped around his waist while your head rested on his chest, his fastened heartbeat relaxing you. 

"Promise?" You looked at him, his soft gaze almost melting you. How could you get enough of his stare, when his pretty eyes held the whole universe in them? How could you not feel blessed, when the reason behind his joy was no one else than you?

"I promise. We're made for each other, angel. Fate has proven this to us for so long."

Satisfied with his answer, you pressed a sweet, feather-like kiss on his pink lips, euphoria and shivers taking over your bodies. 

Legs tangled together, your cuddling session continued until you started to feel sleepy. He kissed your hair and temples softly, then pressed a final kiss to your forehead, mouthing "Have a great sleep, baby." In the end, you realized that he would never choose a game night over you, because he always put the love of his life first.

[i-luvsang]

oH GOD YES SOFT HOURS

do you just lay back and think about cuddling wITH JENO OR JAEMIN OR AKSKSLSLJS

and honestly i think Renjun is sooo cuddly and all but honestly all just :((

late night talks with Jeno and he plays with your hair and does asmr for you and cuddles you and whispers sweet nothings and i am not okay </3

OH MY GOD HI SORRY IDK WHY I DIDNT SEE THIS BEFORE TY FOR SENDING IN SOFT THOUGHTS &lt;333

no because i want jeno to play with my hair that's such a cute thought im crying now. like cuddles with any one of those three boys would just be pure heaven.

i am so sorry idk what happened to my nct dream feels i'm trying to reawaken them LMAO UMM

idk your thought about jeno is just perfect, soft conversations long after the sun has gone down, his hands in your hair or rubbing your back until your conversation turns into nothing but whispers of those sweet nothings. or cuddling with him while you read books together UGH THAT CONCEPT HAS ME CRYING ON THE FLOOR

jaemin... we all know that he's just so so so so cuddly and clingy he can't last a night without cuddles from you, genuinely. and he's always just so so sweet about everything ever he's always saying he loves you and that you look so lovely in those pajamas or asking you to tell him about your day. he really loves having soft conversations but also definitely loves cuddling in silence and falling asleep like that :,)

and i mean like i said i haven't been in my dream feels for a while BUT WHOEVER WAS HERE WAY BACK THEN KNOWS THAT IM SUCH A RENJUN SIMP I MEAN he was my ult for a few years and i am so very soft for and in love with that man. but JUST IMAGINE imagine him drawing shapes on the back of your hand as he holds you close on the couch, two cups of tea on the coffee table and old moomin episodes playing on his laptop in the background and just sitting there and loving each other in silence bye i'll go cry now GNIGHT UGH

[hyunspet]

(texto em português depois da divisória)

ENG

thinking here how you'd be ALWAYS jeno's little princess since u guys start some relationship. he'll call you "princess" nd "little one", not only because your height, but because when he see you he NEEDS call you like that.

don't matter either what you do, could be the most silly thing in the world, he'll look at you with his shine and smiley eyes of his, while a unconscious smile come to his thin lips, cause he can't keep it to himself

for sure, he'll tease you because of you height and show it to you as much as he can how small you are next to him, and that you aren't strong like him, so he can do WHATEVER he wats with you (sexually or not)

so lee jeno will have a strong instinct protection 'cause he'll ALWAYS want his pretty little princess good and in health 🥺

(sorry if have any mistakes, i wrote without a translate)

PT-BR

pensando aqui em como você sempre SEMPRE vai ser a princesinha pequenininha do jeno a partir do momento que vocês assumirem algum tipo de relação. ele vai te chamar de "princesa" e "pequena", não somente pela sua altura, mas porque algo dentro dele ativa quando te vê e ele precisa te chamar assim

também não importa o que você faça, pode ser a coisa mais boba do mundo, ele vai te olhar com os olhos brilhantes e sorridentes dele, enquanto um sorriso inconsciente surge nos lábios finos, porque ele vai te achar adorável ao ponto de não conseguir segurar um sorrisinho

com certeza ele vai te provocar por causa da sua altura e te mostrar todas as vezes que puder que você fica pequenininha perto dele e que você não tem forças como ele, então ele poderia facilmente fazer o que quiser com você (seja sexualmente ou não)

enfim, lee jeno vai ter um instinto protetor muito forte, porque ele sempre vai querer que a princesinha dele fique bem e em segurança 🥺

[markiemelon]

omg then can i please request some jeno fluff 🥺🥺

dirty dishes

fluff ☁︎

no warnings!

pairings boyfriend!jeno x gn!reader

boyfriend au | established relationship

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— {3:46pm} ༉‧₊˚✧

“jeno you’ve been cleaning your apartment all dayyyy” you tugged on your boyfriend’s arm as he stood facing the kitchen sink. “can we please watch a movie now?” you pout, putting your hands on his shoulder, leaning against him.

“it’s not my fault you used a separate dish for every bowl of ramen you had today!!!!”

you had nothing to say, so you responded with moving your eyes side to side.

jeno turned to you to tap your nose with his pink gloves, getting a dot of soap on the tip of it. “ewwww jeno that’s gross!!” you whined, wiping the soap off your nose and onto jeno’s sleeve. he giggled at the sight.

“i’m almost done. just wait for me on the couch.” jeno reassured you.

“no,” you wrapped your arms around jeno’s waist, giving him a back hug. “i’ll stay here.”

jeno smirked to himself. he continued his task as you watched from around his shoulder, still holding onto him.

“y/n i cant do the dishes with you hugging me.” jeno laughed.

“well it’s not so easy for me to hug you while you’re doing the dishes!!!” you shouted back. “so hurry up.”

a few more minutes pass, and even with limited mobility, jeno finally finishes the last dish.

jeno turns off the faucet and dries his hands, turning around to look at you. “so what do you wanna watch?.” he asks, smiling at you.

“oh so now you wanna watch a movie…” you question him, crossing your arms.

“well i assume you wouldn’t wanna eat off of a dirty dish…”

“you’re a dirty dish…” you scoffed, pulling his head down for you to reach, kissing his cheek.

“well you just kissed the dirty dish.” he teased you.

you cupped his cheeks with your hands and brought his face up close to yours, looking into his eye smile.

“and i suggest you stop before i slap the dirty dish.”

thank you so so much for the request!!! i was actually already gonna write something for jeno, but i forgot and wrote it for mark instead… but anyway, feel free to leave requests in my ask box!!!!

and as always, thx for reading!!!!

-🍉

[blogsallytriasa-blog]

Jeno & Haechan soft moments ~ I live for it

[dont-look-down-on-me]

[5:05 pm] “I regret my choice.” You sighed when you finished one set of the workout Jeno had planned out for you.

“They say couples who workout together, stay together.” Jeno smiled and started doing his set.

“Next time I’ll just come watch you workout.” You said, already staring at him lifting heavy weights with no shame.

“Come on, it’s good for your body and you even have your own personal trainer; me!” He said when he finished and stood in front of you.

You looked up at him with a pout, making him laugh before kissing the pout away. You held on to his waist, trying to persuade him to go home, but he grabbed you and made you stand up instead.

“One last set, come on.” He said, putting you in position.

“I’ll do one last set and then we’ll go home?” You asked with hopeful eyes, earning a nod and a pat on the head from him.

“Now, show me what you got baby!”

[sungbeam]

hear.me.out.

late night talks with Jen.

he would just-- hold you in his arms and shoo your stress away 🥺 i feel like he's the type to veeery soft talk for you to be asleep and relaxed and he'll probably pet your head and play with your hair and 🥺🥺🥺 draw soft circles with his liddol hands on your back to calm you down 🥺🥺🥺 and he will absolutely give the softest feather like kisses making sure that no inch of your skin is neglected 🥺 i am actually SOBBING RIGHT NOW I AM SO FREAKING SOFT 😭😭😭

probably gonna fall asleep thinking about this i'm losing my sanity

SKDNSJDJFRJ SOFT JENO 😩😞

yeah no that man has the cutest eye smile in the history/world of eye smiles,,, like imagine his low voice murmuring softly to u in the dark of ur bedroom as his arms just hold u, not too tight and not too loosely, but just comfortably enough to make u feel loved. he'd always ask about ur day, and will try to match ur mood, like either make soft jokes or try to comfort u or give advice. jeno's always up to make u feel loved :]