#park jinyoung fic

[sweetestofchaos]

Prince Peach

Summary: Jinyoung was just trying to make himself something to eat and here you come with your bullshit.

Rating: PG16

Genre: Fluff/Crack

Paring: Husband!Jinyoung x GN Reader

Warnings: Cursing, Light Hearted Threats (who doesn't love those), Domestic!Jinyoung

Word Count: 259

Jinyoung stood at the counter, a knife in one hand while the other held a leaf of lettuce, frozen in place. His mind was racing, as your words echoed loudly in his head.

"W-What did you just say to me?"

From your seat at the kitchen table you laughed seeing that your statement had some kind of effect on your loving boyfriend who had been teasing you just moments ago. He was in the middle of making himself a sandwich and you asked him to make you one as well. Plus he looked really good in his light wash jeans, you couldn't help yourself when he told no teasingly.

"You heard me. I'll squeeze your ass so hard that you'll feel it in your balls."

Jinyoung set the knife in his hand down on the counter along with the lettuce leaf before he slowly turned around to face you. You smirked at him and made a grabby motion with your hands making Jinyoung frown.

"If you touch me like that, babe-" Jinyoung crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes as he flexed his muscles, "- I can promise you won't like the repercussions."

You raised an eyebrow and licked your lips before you folded your fingers together and rested your chin on top. "Sounds like a good time to me, Prince Peach."

Jinyoung scarfed at the nickname and gave you the middle finger before he turned back around. You laughed loudly, knowing that you had won this round and Jinyoung sighed. This is who he married, huh?

[wannaeatramyeon]

Hi I Wanna ask if I could request a Gen 0 x reader?

Hey! Apologies for the long wait! Here's some not very fluffy at all scenarios with Gappy and Jinyoung!

Gen 0 x Reader: Jinyoung, Gapryong

G/N leaning F!Reader

Jinyoung Park

You don't remember a mad scientist.

You remember a calm, measured man. Dry smiles and witty retorts. An intellect you can't keep up with, theories and concepts you can never follow but an unending patience where you're concerned.

A sadistic streak that was kept in the bedroom. That drew as much pleasure from you as it did for him. And when all was said and done, aftercare filled with tender touches and being held in his arms.

And then that same sadistic streak leaking out the night Gapryong died, poisoning everything it touches with malice and cruelty.

You feared him, sometimes. The intellect you revered and loved now intimidated and alarmed you.

Other times, you caught a glimpse of the man you fell in love with.

In the end, it was your patience that ran out first. You never turned back to see his face crazed and contorted. You let his shouts and obscenities wash over you.

Gapryong died, and the Pre-Generation along with him. That night, the Jinyoung you knew started dying too.

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Gapryong Kim x Reader

He was a taken man, a married man, and he should have known better.

You should have known better.

Yet when he directed his attention towards you, his grin towards you, it was like a shot of espresso. Waking you up, wondering how you even lived before he came into your life. How did you go so long without his words and his looks and his touch.

You fell under his spell. You fell from the first moment he said hello, clasping his gloved hand as he turned his gaze towards you.

He filled your days and nights with adventures and exploits. He lay by your side, sat with his arm around you, held you like you were meant to be together.

And you should have regretted it. Should have more pride in yourself, more self respect every time he returned back to his wife. Everytime he washed your perfume from his skin, made plans with others (and there were so many others) instead of with you.

But for Gapryong, you couldn't say no. You run to him with open arms, clear all your days for him, make a space for him in your life even when he told you clearly he can't give you what you want.

You're a shadow of who you once were. You've ruined yourself.

And you would gladly continue to ruin yourself for him over and over again.

[shibuinni3]

You Were Beautiful

13/02/24; Capa para futura doação.

Park Jinyoung e Kwon Yuri, Got7 e SNSD.

[kpopimaginings]

"It's not worth it" - Jinyoung

You knew this would happen. You and Jinyoung had recently announced your relationship to the GOT7 boys. Part of the reason you had kept it quiet early on was because you knew there would be teasing. You could have also predicted that BamBam and Jackson were going to be the main perpetrators.

You were out for a group dinner for the first time since they found out and the teasing started immediately. You honestly weren't too bothered by it, but you noticed Jinyoung's clenched jaw as he glared at the members who were talking. You took his hand under the table and gave it a little squeeze, trying to silently tell him to let it go.

Once the food came out, things quietened down for a moment.

"Don't let them get to you," you whispered to Jinyoung.

He just nodded in acknowledgment, but you knew he hadn't really taken your comment to heart.

As you finished eating, you took Jinyoung's hand again and shot him a little smile.

"Ah, look at you two all loved up," BamBam started again.

"Cut back on the PDA though," Jackson added.

You rolled your eyes at the comment, but once again Jinyoung couldn't let it slide.

"We looked at each other. How is that PDA?"

"Relax, Jinyoung-ie," Jackson told him, before turning to you. "Are you sure about him? He's a bit uptight!"

You bit your lip to keep yourself from chuckling and further annoying your boyfriend.

Then, you jumped slightly as Jinyoung brought his hand down on the table.

"Jinyoung!" you scolded.

"What was the one thing I asked of you, Jackson?" he snapped, ignoring your interjection.

Jackson stared blankly at Jinyoung.

"All I said was don't tease Y/n," he continued. "You can wind me up all you like but when she's around, you knock it off."

"But she's our friend too," Jackson pointed out.

"Yeah, she's used to us, she knows what we're like," BamBam added.

You were about to agree with them, when Jinyoung  spoke again.

"I'm crazy about Y/n, ok? The last thing I want is you idiots scaring her off."

"Jinyoung-ie, that's so sweet," you said, your voice now softer, "And I'm very pleased you want me to stick around, but the boys are right, I've known them for long enough that I expected this. A little teasing among friends isn't going to make me leave."

"Ok, but-"

"No, it's not worth it. I want to be with you, and Jackson and BamBam being littles shits isn't going to change that."

Jinyoung couldn't help but smile and chuckle as the troublemakers complained at your choice of words. Smiling back, you leant in and pecked a soft kiss to his lips.

It surprised you somewhat when the resulting 'Ew' came from Yugyeom.

"Don't you start," you told him with a smile, before resting your head on Jinyoung's shoulder while you waited for desert.

NAVIGATION  |  GOT7 MASTERLIST

[nyongsimp]

look, ducks! (pjy)

pjy x female reader word count: 1.3k genre: fluff, slice of life, first snow. warnings: idk if jinyoung likes to play in the snow, but i think it fits him, so you can take this as a warning. mature content: no. a/n: first of all; happy holidays !! i hope you have been having a delightful time, if it isn't your case i do really am sorry and hope that you can have a better time next year, sending hugs for everyone who needs and wants one !! i also wish you a happy new year 2024, it's just around the corner and it feels so bittersweet and yet is another year full of opportunities !! my best wishes go to you all !!

MASTERPOST.

summary: it's your first time spending christmas with your boyfriend, and with help of the first snow, he finds a way to make this time memorable.

Even though it was the weekend, Jinyoung had some shootings to do before finishing the last project of the year. On a regular day, you usually weren’t able to join him while he was working, but today as it was the last day scheduled before they could have a deserved Christmas break, so here you were, on set, with a huge jacket while he was reading his lines before he was called to shoot his final scenes of the day.

You have always loved the way he was so passionate about acting, reading the script as many times as he could until he could decipher the real purpose of the character he was portraying, which he often succeeded doing, leading to an amazing performance. Not only that, but the way he also was dedicated to music and how he could portray such feelings with metaphors and symbols. Jinyoung’s passions and dedication were something you have always admired him for.

The set was nice, they were recording inside a coffee shop as they needed a bit more angles here before they could call the day off. It was a nice coffee shop, very warm and pleasant to sight, the owners had to close for the day as only staff was allowed, trying to keep the most secrecy of the project before it was aired.

A couple hours later you were finally dismissed, Jinyoung going to change his character’s clothes for his own. You waited for him outside, noticing how even if there was still some sunlight, the temperature started dropping and you wished to have waited inside. Looking around to see if Jinyong was near you felt something fall in your nose; a snowflake, and that's when you notice the snow falling on the streets. You have heard of a white Christmas, but you have never actually seen—let alone live one.

“It is beautiful,” you said to yourself.

“I know, right?” Jinyoung’s voice made you jump by the sudden way he had approached you without you noticing him, he was looking at you though. He took your hand in his, “you’re freezing, why didn’t you tell me?” you shrugged, you had been in such a focused state watching the small snowflakes falling that you hadn’t even noticed how cold you actually were.

Your boyfriend, as the charming man he usually is, took both your hands in his and brought them to his mouth, blowing on them to try and make them warm. You took that as an opportunity to look at him, it had been so long since you both had time for each other—your schedules often crashing—that you wanted to try and remember as much of him as you could. His nose and cheeks were pink from the cold weather, his hair—now being covered by snow—was down, barely covering his forehead and brushing his eyes. His eyes were focused on your hands, eyelashes long and full. His soft lips were a little chapped as he had forgotten to put some chapstick before coming to the location. You were sure you were irreparably in-love with this man, not that you were complaining.

You tugged your hands to pull him closer to you and kissed him. Usually both of you were careful of the public displays of affection as the public and the media always had some comment about any celebrity’s personal life. He let you kiss him, smiling in the middle of it and never letting your hands go.

Pulling away you smiled, “let’s go, I’m freezing here.”

The snow had already painted the sidewalks and streets white, but there was still enough time for you to get home. Jinyoung let you go inside the company’s car first, and brought you closer to him, causing his manager to roll his eyes. Jinyoung’s manager was one of the first ones to know that you were seriously dating a few months ago, and he didn’t really complain about it but he always enjoyed messing up with Jinyoung.

Once at the company, you both went to Jinyoung’s car after saying goodbye and wishing happy holidays to the staff. The sun had set a few minutes ago and now you were engulfed by the night, you were glad that you were close to home as the snowy weather made driving a little more difficult.

After a few minutes you arrived at your destination, happy to spend more time with the person you loved the most. As soon as you walked through the doors, you felt Jinyoung relax, his schedules had been so hectic these last weeks that you had seen him only once when he was deeply asleep after two full days of shooting. You took off both your jackets and hanged them by the door.

“You fancy some hot chocolate?” you hugged him, and he sighed in content.

A moment later both of you were tucked in bed holding each a hot chocolate, and after you finished your drink you fell asleep.

Opening your eyes, you knew Jinyoung wasn’t in bed. He had always told you how much he loves snow, and you were sure he was getting dressed to go and play with it. You, on the other hand, on days where it was very cold like this, wanted to stay at home and eat as much warm food— like soups and broths—as you could. However, if Jinyoung wanted to go and play with snow, you didn’t see any harm in doing that.

Getting up from bed, you started looking for your boyfriend, only to find him already outside making a small snowman. You put on warmer clothes and went out to him, noticing how it wasn’t a snowman he was building. Walking closer to him, you also noticed a beautifully fresh made heart on the snow to which your man was taking a picture.

“I was wondering,” now it was your turn to surprise him, he looked back at you and smiled, “where could Jinyoung be this early, he doesn’t have any schedule I’m aware of. I even thought of sending a text to your manager to know if it was a last minute shooting,” you dramatized at the same time Jinyoung fixed your scarf.

“I’m sorry, it’s just—look, ducks!” he moved aside, letting you see the snow ducks he had made. Jinyoung had bought a snow-duck-maker or however that is called, considering you had never seen one before. “You told me that you had never seen snow before, so I thought of surprising you with this.”

Your mouth opened in surprise, it was so beautiful. There were two ducks together and then some more behind them. You wondered how long Jinyoung had been outside doing snow ducks, smiling at the thought. Taking your phone out and taking a mitten off, you decided to take some candid pictures of Jinyoung doing snow ducks. You loved the way his eyes lit up when he showed you his creation. Photos meant a lot for both of you, and you knew the moment he noticed you taking him some, he would take you some as well.

Deciding that it was enough, you put your mitten back on and kept your phone on the front bag of your jacket before starting to make a snowball. It was odd, feeling how the snow started melting through the knitted mittens. Then, you threw that snowball at your boyfriend, caughting him off guard.

Jinyoung fell on his ass, “hey!” you stuck your tongue at him and then proceeded to throw him another snowball. “Alright, it’s on!” he replied laughing while making a bigger snowball.

[lokislytherin]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 외모지상주의 | Lookism Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Park Hyung Suk | Daniel & Park Jinyoung, Kim Kimyeong | Jake & Park Jinyoung, Kim Gapryong & Park Jinyoung Characters: Park Jinyoung (Lookism), Park Hyung Suk | Daniel, Kim Kimyeong | Jake, Kim Gapryong Additional Tags: Character Study, Relationship Study, Father-Son Relationship, Canon Compliant, Retrospective, References to Lilo & Stitch (Disney Movies), Grief/Mourning, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Drug Addiction, Recovery

Summary:

hyungseok sniffles, gazing up at jinyoung with watery eyes. "ahjussi, are you going to leave again after this?"

jinyoung sighs, tries to hide it from hyungseok. "you know i have to, hyungseok-ah."

time is a terrible thing.

[babecoups]

think it’s a game masterlist

series info:

↠ pairing: baseball team captain!jinyoung x fucc girl!reader ↠ genre: angst | fluff | smut | college au | enemies to lovers | enemies with benefits | cam boy!jinyoung | rich kid!reader  ↠ summary: You and Jinyoung clash like fire and ice. But surprisingly, you do have something in common. Like you, Mr. Prince Charming has some skeletons in his closet that most would kill to discover. Unfortunately for him, what he does in the dark could cost him his future and his clean image. If he wants to keep that big mouth of yours from spilling his little secret, he’ll just have to keep it...occupied. ↠ rating: 18+  ↠ current word count: // ↠ series warnings: contains mature and explicit scenes in every chapter. not suitable for audiences under the age of 18. ↠ taglist info: You will find the taglist form linked below. Before filling it out and submitting, please make sure you are of age and that you reblog this post. Those who do not follow the rules will not be added.

chapters:

↳ coming soon

drabbles:

↳ coming soon

extras:

main masterlist | moodboards/visuals | reviews/updates/character and story questions | taglist form | mail box | playlist

tracking tags: #multiheaux-house (author tracking) | #fic: think it’s a game (story tracking) | #camkandii (visuals)

Do not copy, steal, translate, or repost any of my work.

[cloudysvt]

pinwheels | park jinyoung 📚⛰

item description: jinyoung knew yn was a classics major, and he also knew she was a silly little guy. so why did he take the greek mythology class? and why did he ever agree to let yn make the powerpoint? ingredients: one-shot smau, friends-ish-to-lovers, enemies-ish(one sided)-to-lovers, classmates-to-lovers, fluff, silliness and jokes, powerpoint makes relationships happen

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[3raaaachachacha]

1:01 am

Im Jaebeom x female reader / 503 words / angst / fluff

Warnings: cursing, miscommunication, mentions of anxiety

66. “I’m never leaving…I promise.”

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It was late, but you were hoping your boyfriend would return home soon. He had moved companies to finally create the music he wanted without being constantly criticized for his unique taste. It was one of the happiest you had ever seen Jaebeom, even though he would be parting from the boys for a bit to create music alone, he knew it would be worth it and you would be there to support him until they returned.

You opened Twitter to see a shocking headline, ‘GOT7’s JB seen at the airport to move to the US after signing with Universal Records’. You felt your body begin to shake with anxiety. It had been a few days since you last saw Jaebeom since he was at the company making music, but you never once thought he would leave for the States without telling you? You jumped up from your shared bed, grabbing your jacket and purse and running out the door. You looked like a mess yet you could care less. You knew he had signed with Universal Records after leaving JYP, but moving to another continent? He wouldn’t, not without telling you.

You tried calling him over and over again, only to be met by his answering tone each time, “What the fuck is going on JB?” You quickly made your way into this company building, scanning your pass before moving towards the elevator to find which room he was in, hoping to god he actually wasn’t at the airport.

“Jaebeom! JB! Where are you?” You cried, feeling the hot tears rolling down your pink cheeks, “Baby, where are you? Please tell me you didn’t actually leave,” You continued to sob as you fell to the ground in the hallway.

You heard a door open before a pair of hands were placed on your back and then wrapped around you, “Y/N? Y/N, what are you doing here? It’s so late. Are you okay? Why are you crying baby?” You lifted your head to see your boyfriend staring down at you with panic in his eyes as he examined your face to make sure you weren’t hurt.

You threw yourself into his chest, tightly holding onto him as if he was to leave and never come back, “Please don’t leave! I saw the headline of you leaving to the States and you didn’t answer my calls.”

“Baby, I’m so sorry,” He hugged you even tighter, wanting to show you how sorry he was, “That was a rumor the media outlets made up since I was at the airport recently to get a new passport for when we go and visit Mark next. I wouldn’t just leave like that, especially without telling you,” He pressed a kiss to your forehead as you sniffled up at him.

“Please never leave me. I’ve never been so scared in my life,” You tried your best not to cry anymore.

Jaebeom smiled down at you before placing a piece of your hair behind your ear, “I’m never leaving…I promise.”

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- Admin 🦋

[plutonotes]

Hellooo so I decided to open up commissions! If you want any examples you can find them here (you can only see it if you’re a register user!) :

[sweetestofchaos]

Fake Title: The Rat

💫title: The Rat

💫pairing: Cursed!Jinyoung x Reader

💫genre: S2L | Modern Magic AU | Fluff

💫summary: Cursed by a jealous warlock, Jinyoung gets turned into a rat the day of his wedding. In shock he hurries to his fiancée to break the curse only to find that she refuses to kiss him a rat! Striking fear into everyone he meets, Jinyoung hides away and lives his life as a rat; taking refuse in the walls of an old apartment building. When a new tendent move in Jinyoung is drawn to you and he's surprised when you don't scream and chase him away after seeing him stealing some bread from your table. An unlikely friendship forms between the two of you and maybe, just maybe true love?

Send in a fake title and I’ll tell you what it’s about

[wannaeatramyeon]

Jinyoung Park with Unhinged F!Reader

Medical genius, who? (given up on links, just check pinned masterlist for series)

"Hey~" you singsong, and Jinyoung Park whirls round.

How the...? His eyes flicker over your naked form.

Look all you want, you have no shame. It'll be the same body that destroys him either way. You couldn't wait.

You relocate your shoulder without even a flinch, all the time never taking your eyes off his. He seems to shrink and cower under you gaze. The reaction fills you with pleasure.

.

.

Is this fair? No. Is aging your fault? No. Could you help being younger? Also no. Do you have a time machine? For the last time, no.

You might have found Jinyoung Park a few years late, but you couldn't wait to sink your teeth into him.

It took a few tries to sniff him out, and when you got close, he was actually the one that approached you, injected a questionable concoction, and then you woke up strapped to a gurney.

My my, you are suitably impressed. It's been a while since you've been on the backfoot. This bodes well.

You lie completely naked, bound by straps while the mad doctor appears to be fiddling with something, his back to you. You squint: are those clippers and a razor?

Nevertheless. What was that again about silly men underestimating you? You grit your teeth as you silently and painfully dislocate your shoulder, allowing you to wriggle out of his contraption.

You take care not to make any noise as you make your way closer, stalking him like prey. By the time he realises you're awake and free, it's too late.

When he turns, your face is mere inches from his and contorted into a wicked grin.

If anyone asked, Jinyoung would deny that he's past his peak. But truth was, years away from being on the front line meant he wasn't what he used to be. However, even in his prime years, he knew he wouldn't have stood a chance.

Your bloodlust and savagery is unmatched. His years of fighting and experience and war faded to nothing.

He's not sure if he could ever forget your manical laughter as you pulverised and beat him into a pulp.

He might as well have been a baby facing against an insurmountable monster.

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.

You very rarely doubt yourself, you don't tend to go for older men and made an exception this time. But looking down at the unconscious man: face aready swelling and becoming unrecognisable, lab coat torn and covered in blood-

...And those random needles sticking out of him? Well if you leave these strange equipment lying around, of course you would get stabbed at the first chance. What's the saying? All's fair in war and war - wait, that didn't sound right.

You wonder if you should have taken it a bit easier. Respect your elders and all that shit.

Eh, whatever. You suspect he was pitiful even in his youth. What is it with these men never living up to your expectations?

You look for your clothes and your trusty list of names but they're nowhere to be found. How annoying.

And you've fucking broken a nail too for your troubles.

No matter, your face lights up as your eyes land on the clippers. You make a grab for them, enjoying the way it buzzes in your hand.

You start whistling and reach for his hair.

[nyoominmin]

Park Jinyoung fic recs

@jae-bummer - Paradise (Soulmate au) // here

@jjpmoans - First Love (Established relationship au) // here

》 Fic rec masterlist

[eternallytxt]

19:32

[19:32]     It was a cool summer evening when your fiancée, Jinyoung, came home from the office w his dress shirt unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, and hair a little messy. He slips his leather bag off his shoulder and slumps down on the bench by the door to take off his worn, black dress shoes. He smells dinner being prepared in the next room, with the sound of soft music being drowned out by the clicking of pots and pans. As he follows the sweet, tangy aroma down the hallway, he turns the corner to see you making dinner. Jinyoung is unbelievably exhausted from the stressful work day, but when you turn around, eyes locking, he gets a sudden burst of energy. You give him a sweet smile as he excitedly walks over to you. 

“Hi, my love. How was your day?” you asked. He wraps his long arms around your waist- pulling you in closer- whispering in your ear, “A lot better now that I get to see you.” You hug him tighter, knowing that your touch is the only thing keeping him from collapsing from complete and total exhaustion. As you two embrace, he begins to hum along with the music and sway back and forth. Before you know it, he’s twirling you around in the kitchen as you both wait for dinner to finish cooking. It seems you both are enjoying yourselves a little too much as you begin to smell the burning chicken in the oven.

“Crap, crap, CRAP!! It’s burning!!” You break each other’s embrace as you rush to turn off the overheating oven and take the chicken out. Unfortunately, what’s supposed to be a nicely cooked chicken is now a burnt piece of charcoal. You walk over to Jinyoung and slap his chest, saying, “This is YOUR fault! I got too distracted by the dancing that I forgot about dinner!” Not too worried about the now ruined dinner, he takes your face in his hand and gently strokes your cheek with his thumb. Following that, he plants a soft kiss on your forehead. 

“Its okay, we can just order takeout tonight.” He then sweeps you off your feet and carries you to the couch. You both finish your night off by eating takeout and watching a cheesy romantic comedy.

[highflyerwings]

Because I’m me and you all should expect nothing less. Have this scene.

[nyongsimp]

since i met you (pjy)

pjy x female reader word count: 1.4k genre: fluff, married life, domestic life, slice of life, christmas time, surprise gift, meet the family warnings: if you happen to speak another language rather than English, you might feel things. jinyoung learns a new language to surprise his wife. mature content: no. a/n: nobody ever told me the hardships of being an adult with tons of job responsibilities (and how to be financially responsible). a lot has happened, still a lot of fics of all lenghts on the works that i do promise that will be uploaded sooner or later (most likely later, BUT WILL BE UPLOADED I SWEAR !!). i'll place another author's note at the end of the one shot so you can know what jinyoung (and he family) said. enjoy!!! MASTERPOST.

summary: it's christmas time, and also the first time jinyoung gets to meet your whole family who doesn't speak English nor Korean, something that makes you uneasy until you see how well jinyoung gets along with everybody.

Life has its strange ways and turns, one day you’re saying goodbye to your family without knowing when or if you would ever cross paths again, and the other your in-laws are driving you and your husband to the airport so you both can go and visit your family, which you hadn’t seen since your wedding almost a year ago.

After a final hug and well-intended see you soons, you walked to the ariport’s waiting room. This flight was long, longer than most international flights. However, it did excite you to know that you will be spending Christmas and New Year in your country. These two next weeks would be the most time he will be spending there, and you knew undoubtedly that he was also very excited.

“I swear they won’t mean anything bad, they’re just a bit handful,” you warned him. He has spent time with your family  yes, but never this much time, neither outside of his country nor your mom and dad’s sides fully. Often being just your mom or dad, or both. Sometimes you could even add your sister to the equation. He smiled, “I think I can manage,” kissing your temple, you allowed yourself to relax into his embrace, waiting for your flight to be announced.

The way he handled your youngest cousins and baby nephews and nieces made you giddy. You have had the talk, and he never actually pushed you into getting pregnant—something you were most grateful for—however, the baby fever you were facing at the moment was getting out of control. Your cheeks were hurting from smiling that much, even your mom had playfully elbowed you, which you answered playing dumb.

Jinyoung had not made anything that could have made you think he was uncomfortable nor struggling communicating. Your relationship struggled at the beginning as you weren’t fluent in Korean and even though his English was really good, he had to make an effort so you could communicate without having to pressure you into learning Korean faster, meaning that now both of you were fluent in both languages.

Either way, you knowing English didn’t mean that your family knew English too. Your sister and cousins, sure. But your parents, uncles and aunts struggled with that as it wasn’t commonly thought when they were studying. You were glad that Jinyoung could communicate with some of your family and that they could help him and the eldest part of the family to comprehend the other and be able to have a conversation.

Your dad was now deep in conversation with your husband and uncles, making him part of the “male circle” as you often identified them as. You knew that your dad had been trying to learn both English and Korean, as well as your mom, so he could have a somewhat easy conversation with Jinyoung, something that made your heart warm, as he had never made such an effort before.

After dinner, it was time to open the Christmas gifts, making everyone reunite around the living room to start the exchange. The whole dynamic was amazing and wholesome. The kids were embellished by Jinyoung—to no one’s surprise, really—. He had every single member of your family just as wrapped around his finger as you.

The evening continued as the kids were playing with their respective gifts and the older generations were chatting while sipping a festive drink. You really tried to engage in the conversation, but Jinyoung drawing circles on your thigh with his thumb was making you sleepy. He noticed and placed a kiss on your hair.

“Do you want to go?” he asked, knowing that you were beyond tired.

Before agreeing on taking this vacation with your family, you had to finish a long to-do list. Even when you had bought the plane tickets you weren’t entirely sure that you could make it all the way here. The company you worked for had a few last-minute things to fix, and Jinyoung’s schedule suddenly had another two filming days to complete. To this day you still have no idea how you both managed to come.

You denied with your head, you were far too happy being here no matter how tired you were, “it’s ok, I can handle another hour” you whispered to his ear, “and they offered us a room here, we don’t have to go back to the hotel today.”

Jinyoung nodded and pulled you closer to him.

After spending a few days with your mom’s side of the family, you went back to your childhood town to spend New Year’s with your dad’s side of the family.

His family could be a bigger communication challenge than you could have foreseen. None of them, except for your sister, your younger cousin and your parents could effectively communicate with your husband. You weren’t about to lie and say that it didn’t matter because it did, but it wasn’t a big deal.

This time you were by Jinyoung’s side most of the time, helping him or your relatives to understand what the other meant or wanted to say. There were a few silly jokes about the Gangnam Style, the only Korean thing they could remember, making Jinyoung laugh wholeheartedly as he also liked that song.

After dining, everyone joined the games in the living room. It was a funny yet bittersweet feeling as you hoped your grandparents could meet your husband, something that had zero possibilities of happening even before you met him. Jinyoung felt your mood change and hugged you closer to him, and you let him comfort you without uttering a single word.

Between a friendly banter and laughs the night drifted to seconds before midnight. Now you were standing up, waiting for the countdown for New Year, when you heard the screams of your family as they said the numbers backwards starting from 10 you felt giddy, as you had always enjoyed this part of the celebrations.

“¡Cinco!” Jinyoung hugged you by your middle, making your body face him.

“¡Cuatro!” you were watching everyone in the room, even the pictures of those who had left this realm early on.

Your parents were looking at you both, and you smiled at them, “¡Tres!” 

“¡Dos!” they tried to tell you something, but they weren’t successful at doing so as you had no clue what they were saying.

“¡Uno!” Jinyoung grabbed your chin, and now you were looking at him. He smiled, and you were lost in his shiny warm eyes.

“Feliz Año Nuevo, mi amor” he said perfectly.

Before you even had time to process what happened, he kissed you tenderly and you let him. One of his hands caressed your cheek while the other guided you to his lips, your hands were hugging him by his waist. The kiss felt eternal, even though you knew it lasted only a few seconds.

As you broke apart, your eldest aunt had a cheeky smile, “no nos dijiste que sabe hablar español.”

“Porque no sabe,” you started, “seguramente se aprendió unas cositas nada más.”

Jinyoung laughed and threw an arm over your shoulders, “me ofendes.”

Your head turned to look at him before you could notice it. You must have imagined it, he hadn’t spoken Spanish, you would have noticed it before you came to visit your family.

“¿Qué?” even your parents were endeared by your reaction, “¿ustedes ya sabían?”

Your dad laughed, “desde Navidad.”

“¿En serio no sabías?” your mom said softly.

Looking at Jinyoung with teary eyes, you smiled, “you better explain yourself.”

“Va a sonar muy tonto,” he blushed, and you knew that you had started crying softly already, overwhelmed by the surprise, “pero desde que te conocí empecé a aprender español,” his thumbs wiped your quiet but happy tears. “Son lágrimas de felicidad, ¿cierto? No soportaría hacerte llorar a menos que fuera algo feliz,” he hugged you.

You heard your sister say, “iiiii, ya va a llorar,” so you looked at her, who was mocking you for your reaction.

“Míralos, qué bonitos,” your oldest aunt said, making you blush, you had forgotten for a moment that in this house you couldn’t have a private moment even if you tried to have one.

Everyone laughed and after a few seconds you started hugging everyone in your family, watching Jinyoung speak to them with no problem.

You couldn’t believe how lucky you were by having him in your life, but that didn’t mean that you weren’t grateful for it.

a/n: as a Spanish speaker person this almost made me cry while writing it. also, even if there were some numbers spoken, here you have all the meanings of what the family said:

¡cinco! = 5 ¡cuatro! = 4 ¡tres! = 3 ¡dos! = 2 ¡uno! = 1 ¡feliz año nuevo, mi amor! = happy new year, love! no nos dijiste que sabe hablar español = you didn't tell us that he speaks Spanish porque no sabe = because he doesn't know seguramente se aprendió unas cositas nada más = he could've just learned a few things me ofendes = you offend me ¿qué? = what? ¿ustedes ya sabían? = you knew? ¿en serio no sabías? = you really didn't know? va a sonar muy tonto = it may sound silly pero desde que te conocí empecé a aprender español = but since i met you i started learning Spanish son lágrimas de felicidad, ¿cierto? no soportaría hacerte llorar a menos que fuera algo feliz = those are happy tears, right? i couldn't fathom making you cry if it wasn't for something happy iiiii, ya va a llorar = look, she's gonna cry (in Spanish we can use iiiii as a way to mocking someone) míralos, qué bonitos = look at them, aren't they cute?