#lmao my signature doesn't look the same on any of these RIP

[escapewriter]

Hug

pairing : jihoon x reader

synopsis : the way to your boyfriend’s heart? obviously it would be singing to him.

genre : FLUFFFFF

word count : 1.8k

a/n : for mr birthday boy sir. lowkey this made me laugh a bit when i was writing but it made my heart melt at the same time. also the summary is crap cuz i didn’t know how to describe it. the story was better in my head a month ago.

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“Happy Birthday Jihoon!”

“Happy Birthday man.”

“Birthday Happy Jihoon.”

“Thank you guys, thank you.” Jihoon smiled after blowing out the candles of his small birthday cake that his members got him.

“You sure you don’t want to go out and celebrate, Jihoon?” Seungcheol looked at the younger, not sure if he should force him or not.

“No, I’m okay staying in just this one time.” He smiled at his caring leader and the rest of his members, “Thank you guys for the cake and singing to me.”

Various of ‘of course’ and ‘how could we not?’ came out of their mouths as they began to bid him goodbye for the night.

It was 12am and Jihoon had no plans on sleeping tonight, well, not anytime soon at least. Sure it was his birthday, but he still had to work. It’s the same thing for the other members, it’s the same thing on Christmas, same thing on New Years. They have each other, but they never got time to spend it with their families or significant others.

In all honesty, Jihoon really had nothing planned because he finished everything that needed to be done, he just wanted free time. That’s where you come in.

You were currently finishing up the final touches to your gift for your boyfriend as you prepared to head out the door. Yes it was late, and knowing Jihoon, he’s going to make you spend the night for ‘safety reasons.’ He can deny it all he wants, but the man just wants to cuddle you all the time, so you packed some pajamas and toiletries.

Your phone began to buzz on your coffee table.

Jihoon : you on your way yet?

You : i’m just preparing your gift and then i’m heading over.

Jihoon : i told you, you didn’t need to buy me a gift YN.

You rolled your eyes. He says that every year, and what do you do? You don’t listen.

You : i know and i choose to ignore you. but believe me, you’re going to want this gift.

Jihoon didn’t know how to take in your words. Was it a bad gift that you’d enjoy watching him react to? Or was it a good gift?

Jihoon : i don’t know how to react to that, but hurry up.

You : be patient my darling, be patient. i’m on my way lmao.

Jihoon : drive safe

You got into your car and started the engine, driving down the streets of Seoul and to your boyfriends oh so messy (not really, thank you mingyu) dorm.

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You got off the elevator, backpack on your left shoulder and Jihoon’s gift in your right hand. You sent him a text stating that you’re getting off the elevator, seeing his door open as light illuminated the dark hallway.

Reaching the door, you saw your boyfriend. “Hi, happy birthday my love,” You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as he stepped aside, welcoming you into his home.

“Thank you baby.”

He grabbed your hand and pulled you away to his room before you could even greet the members who were in the living room. Once he shut the door, he laid on his bed as you set your backpack on the couch.

“You couldn’t let me greet the boys?” His gift was in your hand as he just stared at you. You sighed and softly tossed the box to the couch. You noticed his eyes follow your movement of the wrapped item, “You wanna open it now? Or do you want to ask about your significant other’s day?”

He looked up into your eyes, acting as if he doesn't want to open it right now, “How was your day sweetie?” He shot you an innocent smile as you rolled your eyes and took your shoes off before sitting up on his bed with your feet crossed.

“Ah forget it. It was the same old thing at school, nothing much happened.” He laughed at your attempt to stall so he would open the gift later.

“Hey, at least I made an effort.” You played with the blanket underneath you, staring at his guitar.

“You know, that isn’t the only gift I have prepared for you.” He raised his eyebrows in confusion as he sat up, leaning against the headboard.

“Oh? And is it in the box or just a separate thing?” You didn’t look at him as you continued to stare at his guitar, pursing your lips and nodding your head to signal him to look there. He looked at his guitar that was by his desk before his eyes widened, “Wait, YN. Are you actually planning on singing to me?”

You finally looked at him with big doe eyes, “Do you want me to?”

“Only if you’re comfortable.”

You got up and grabbed the guitar and carefully sat back done because you know Jihoon is about his guitar. “Well then,” you strummed a bit, feeling nerves bubble up in your chest, “I’m comfortable.”

Jihoon crossed his legs and rested his elbows in his knees as he watched you, excitement bubbling in his chest. He’s never heard you sing and he didn’t really ask you to until you mentioned that you played many instruments, one instrument being your voice. However, when he did ask, you became very shy and your stage fright began to show. Immediately, he calmed you down and never dared to ask you again.

He couldn’t believe this is happening right now as he watched you strum, getting used to the guitar.

“You should know this song, Jihoon. It would be nice if you sang along with me.” A blush rose to your cheeks as you looked down to the instrument on your lap. You took a deep breath, strumming the first cords of the song.

Secretly laughing, secretly crying

While hiding my state

The day that seems too much for me passes by

Jihoon’s eyes widened, not because of your song choice (although hug is the perfect song to sing) but because of your breath taking voice. He was completely mesmerized by the sound and passion behind it; he wished it would never end.

Today, too, the words can't be said

And can only be reflected in one's heart

It's hard, it's hard, it's hard

You looked up, seeing Jihoon being hypnotized and having his full blown attention on you. You smiled softly and continued to sing as if you never felt any nervousness.

Whenever it's hard

You can get a hug from me

I am the same

This feeling that he felt, is a feeling he always has when he’s with you. The love he felt as you sang to him, he thought that this is probably how his fans felt every time they performed for them. Finally, he joined you, deciding to give you back that same amount of love.

No matter how much you hide it

You know you can't hide it forever

So we can smile together

You smiled as you sang together, heart pounded and butterflies in your stomach. Your strumming stuttered a bit, slightly giggling as you both prepared for the next part.

Don't be sorry, don't worry

Don't be scared, now don't cry

You paused, wanting to hear his voice, and to feel the love because you know that even if he had a hard time saying it, he told you through music.

To me you are very precious

He scowled slightly as he saw your face light up when he sang by himself. How he loved to see your face light up like that, and if he had the power, he’d never let you feel heartbreak, only happiness.

You can tell me today was tough

You shut your mouth, wanting him to say his lines in the song and he knew from the look on your face that he couldn’t get out of this one. So he sang.

I am here, you suffered a lot

I love you

Jihoon looked up at you, seeing your glossy eyes.

I will hug you

You put down the guitar and immediately tackled Jihoon in a bear hug, holding onto him tightly as he wrapped his arms around you. He softly laughed as you buried your face into his chest. He felt his shirt dampen a bit as his eyebrows furrowed and he lifted your head up with one of his hands.

“Why are you crying baby?” You pouted as another tear slipped from your eyes but he was quick to wipe it away.

“I don’t fucking know why.” Your head fell back on your chest as you closed your eyes, enjoying the warmth of his body heat and his scent, memorizing it.

“Well then, how about we open the other present? Or will that make you cry too?” You shot up off his chest, a smile rising as you retrieved the gift on the couch. You handed it to him, excitement building up as you quickly wiped your eyes to see more clearly.

“I don’t know babe, open it and see.” He gave you an uneasy look as he began to rip off the paper slowly.

“Should I be nervous?” You gave him a smile as you shrugged your shoulders. “Oh god.”

Tossing the wrapping paper off the bed, he shifted in his place to get more comfortable. He scanned the box, looked at it to make sure it’s not a prank. “Come on Jihoon, open it.”

He took off the tape that secured the box together and opened it. The gift was wrapped in tissue paper and a little small.

Tilting his head, he took the item out of the box and started to unfold the tissue paper, a smile creeping up on his face as he saw what you had got him. You had gotten him a Bruno Mars Album CD.

“I love the thought, but you know I love him,” He pointed over to his shelf, different CD’s of various artists, including Bruno Mars. You rolled your eyes, “But I still love it YN.”

“Jihoon,” You sighed and nodded your head towards the CD in his hand, “Open it and look inside.”

He gave you a questioning look before following your word and opening it. His mouth dropped the minute he laid eyes on the note and signature from Bruno Mars himself. “Holy fuck you didn’t.”

“Hell yeah I did.” You laughed lightly as you leaned forward, “Do you like it?”

He looked up at you, surprise on his features, “Like it? Babe, I love it.” He reached out to you, pulling you in for a hug. “Wow, I might be the one crying here now.” He felt you giggle in his embrace as he released you so you could sit up.

“Happy Birthday, my birthday boy. I love you.”

He smiled, thinking about how this is it, you are it for him, “I love you too,” and he wouldn’t change it for the world.