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jjunae · 1 month

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GLASSES ⸺ PJS

❔the small things jay does for his partner ・ heavy inspo off these warnings! slight mentions of skinship, jay w glasses (?) ( LIBRARY )

park jongseong, who's extremely paranoid about the maintenance of his glasses

park jongseong, who hates it when people try to wear his glasses, because it stretches out the bands of the glass-frames

park jongseong, who doesn't like when people try to brush through his hair, because it falls over the lenses of his glasses

park jongseong, who limits his screen-time and has a proper sleep schedule, just to keep the power of his eyes standard

park jongsong, who doesn't like the feeling of kisses, since the squashing of his glasses against his face make him feel uncomfortable. taking them off aren't an option either, he's afraid they might get dirty, with his fingerprints all over the lenses

then, there's park jay, who only makes exceptions for you

jay, who thinks he (somewhat) looks like a geek with his glasses on, but wears them anyway, since you said he looked "exceedingly handsome" with them on

jay, who'd let you play with his hair and brush through it as much as you'd like, just to see you smile

jay, who stays up night-long, watching movies with you in the dark, so that you'll fall asleep on his shoulders

jay, who thinks it's peak romance if he lets you select frames for him, so he always brings you along when he's shopping for new glasses (he also likes it when you gush over how good he looks in certain pairs; it makes him feel loved and confident)

jay, who, unexpectedly, loves the sensation of your lips pressing against his cheeks and forehead. so, he'll readily take off his glasses so it's easier for you to smooch him. plus, he's afraid the edges of his lenses might hurt you, and he doesn't want that.

park jongseong, who loves and cares for you so much, to the point that he's made changes in his strict and mundane routine, without even realizing it

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jjunae · 11 days

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STUPOR ⸺ psh ・ he knows he's handsome 🌿 warnings! skinship , fmr ( LIBRARY )

'what are you thinking about?' sunghoon's voice cut through your daze, and you looked at him.

'nothing.'

'it's not "nothing",' he said, eyeing you up and down, 'i asked you to pass the T.V remote, but you just stared at me.'

'oh,' you managed to say. something was on your mind, and it definitely wasn't him. it definitely wasn't his dark, short-cropped hair, or his new glasses, or his well-defined muscles that were on display because of the tight shirt he was wearing. definitely not. 'are you okay? you look-,' he started, frowning in worry, but you cut him off in a rush.

'i'm fine! i'm fine, i promise.'

'if you say so,' he murmured, leaning over to place a chaste kiss on your lips. it was a quick one, barely giving you any time to register the action. you dumbly sat there, while he reached over to grab the remote. though as stunned as you were, it wasn't as if you hadn't noticed the smirk playing on his lips. it was as if time itself had stopped, when you realized. when all the pieces of the puzzle, finally fit. he knew why you were staring.

'you knew?' you asked, horrified.

'of course. i'm your boyfriend, pretty.'

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jjunae · 1 month

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ROMEO ⸺ SJY

❔ memories of first kisses, last forever 〡 fluff ・ @lilacnini warnings! skinship, shakespeare (?) wc : 351 ( LIBRARY )

'jake?' he hummed in response.

'you're not listening.' he was. though he paid attention to every sentence you read aloud or explained to him, his gaze was directed elsewhere. your plush, pink lips, to be specific.

'sim jaeyun,' you called, perhaps it was the 50th time you'd done so, and it finally elicited a reaction out of him.

'government name?' he joked, an awkward smile spread across his face. unfortunately for him, you weren't amused.

'jake! i've been ranting about the balcony scene this entire time, but it looks like you're totally lost,' you said, exasperated.

'i'm not. ask me anything, i'll answer it,' he promised. if anything, jake didn't need your help in explaining "romeo and juliet"— he understood it pretty well. he just wanted an excuse to stare at you and your pretty face, like a love-struck fool.

'ok, jaeyun, why's the balcony scene important?'

'because it solidifies the bond of love between romeo and juliet,' he said, wincing at the mention of his name.

you paused, upon realizing he was right. he was listening, you thought, a smile tugging against the corners of your lips. he surprised you, at times, with his thick-set glasses, and his messily parted hair, and his shit-eating grin.

"'it is the east, and juliet is the sun,''' he said aloud, after a moment, "'arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief,''' he continued, pulling closer. his lips were just mere inches away from yours.

'''that thou her maid art far more fair than she,''' you finished with a chuckle, pressing your "plush, pink lips" against his soft, wax-balm flavored ones. your gentle kiss lasted for a short second, but to him, it felt like time itself had stopped.

you pulled away, leaving him in a daze with hot, flushed cheeks. he hadn't expected you'd kiss him; he'd thought you'd continue quizzing him about the play.

'you think i'm as beautiful as the sun?' you teased, referring to the quote he'd just said, leaning forward towards him.

'm-more importantly, you- you just kissed me!?'

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jjunae · 15 days

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BALL . . . lhs

🍏 if he shoots the hoop, he gets to take you out ・ lhs x fmr warnings! ummm nerd hee??? 🤓 ( LIBRARY )

'if i can get the ball to go through the hoop, will you go out with me?'

'heeseung, you don't know how to play basketball.'

'you massively underestimate me,' he protested, while picking up one of the balls kept in the net-baskets.

'i know for a fact, that you've never shot one,' you said, raising your eyebrow.

'well- how hard can it be? all i need to do is throw it,' he reasoned. you knew he was nervous. you could see his anxiousness in the way he swallowed, and the way he seemed more jump-y.

'go on, then. give it a try,' you encouraged, bringing your hands together in a single, loud clap.

'okay. this one is for you,' he said, taking a deep breath in.

the thick-set glasses slipping off the bridge of his nose, his unkempt and dark hair, his determined eyes; they were tempting you. tempting you to give in, tempting you to accept his invite, to say "yes", even if he failed to shoot the ball through.

the sound of the ball falling against the polished, wooden floors of the empty court, snapped you back to reality.

'i missed.'

'i know, hee. i saw,' you chuckled, moving over towards him, to pat him on the shoulder.

'so, that's a "no" to that date, i guess,' he awkwardly grinned, his hand reaching to itch the back of his neck. he always did that, you noticed, his hand always reached to support the back of his nape when he felt embarrassed.

'you know what, heeseung? give me that ball. if i make the shot, i'll take you out.'

you'd never been happier to have made a hoop, before that day.

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jjunae · 23 days

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NYC ⸺ sjy

❔ spiderman pays you a visit 〡 spiderman!jake x fmr warnings! lil implications of skinship, swearing ( LIBRARY )

‘are you upset?’

‘no, of course not. do i look upset?’ you asked, teeth grit, while you aggressively flipped through the pages of your book, hardly bothered to spare a glance towards his direction.

‘i don't know. pretty, can you look at me?’ jake pleaded, and you closed the textbook shut, eyes flitting towards the window. he was always there, in his red and blue, web-themed suit. you’d, eventually, grown a habit of leaving it open, just for him.

‘don’t call me that.’

‘i knew you were mad. i promise, i'm not hurt,’ he said, his hand reaching to pull the mask off his face. you instantly jumped off your bed, scrambling over to him, to drag him inside your room. you slammed the shutters down, before turning to face him.

‘are you stupid? i’ve told you a million times! don’t pull it off, even if you’re just out my window,’ you snapped. it was evident you were irritable.

‘sorry,’ he muttered, while he flung the cloth away.

‘don’t throw your shit around my room,’ you grumbled, while he bent over to pick up the mask off your floor, quietly mouthing a “sorry”, yet again.

you looked him up and down, your eyes scanning every inch of his body. he had a bloodied lip, and a couple of scrapes and cuts. not too much, you thought, while pulling out the first-aid box you’d kept for him.

‘sit,’ you instructed, and so he did. he knew exactly where to sit; he’d been in this room at least a million times, for this very reason.

‘i’m sorry,’ he started, causing you to furrow your brows.

‘i really am. i didn’t mean to stand you up, something was happening down at oscorp, and you know jay works there, so i-’

‘wait. you think i’m upset because you stood me up?’ you cut him off, with a tilt of your head.

‘yeah? i know you’d got us reservations, and i’m so sorry. i know it meant a lot to you, so i’ll make it up to you,’ he swore, a hint of confusion seeping into his eyes.

‘jake, i’m not upset about that. i know you have a duty to fulfill,’ you murmured, hand reaching to push back the sweaty strands of hair falling over his forehead, ‘it’s just, i’m always so worried. i know i’m being silly, but i’m scared for you. i don’t know what’s happening to you, or what you’re doing. is it so hard to tell me where you are?’ you asked, your voice slightly quivering.

‘no, i don’t like calling you. what if someone traces your number through my call records? i don’t want your safety to be compromised, but i guess that doesn't make sense, yeah? i mean, you’re always exposed to danger, because you’re close to me,’ he finished, with an awkward chuckle.

‘i chose to be with you, even though i knew about you being spiderman. it was my choice, so quit acting like a hero; like you’re responsible for me, all the damn time. i’m my own human,’ you spat, grabbing him by his cheeks, looking into his eyes.

a part of you knew, he could’ve stopped your hand if he wanted to, but he didn’t. he was trying to understand you, though it was hard for him. god, if only he knew how much you loved him.

‘okay,’ he said, slowly.

‘okay,’ you nodded, letting go of him, and you both maintained a comfortable silence, while you patched up his cuts.

‘what about my kiss?’ he complained, after a pause. it was (another) habit you had, kissing him after you were done helping him out.

‘you’ll get it. be patient, spider-boy.’

and, patient he was. sim jaeyun returned home as a happy man, with pink-colored smudges imprinted on his cheeks.

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jjunae · 1 month

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LOSER ⸺ LHS

❔loser heeseung as your boyfriend ・ lhs x fmr warnings! hee being a nerd lol ( LIBRARY )

he 100% watches "the big bang theory", and he definitely kins sheldon cooper

his closet primarily consists of those embarrassing, 2015 meme-shirts, with pepe the frog all over them

he likes reading corny romance novels. he'll never admit it, but he cries to them, too

he probably claps when the plane lands. plus, he's the only one clapping, so he just looks like an idiot

he pours his cereal first (milk should always come first!?)

he goes to parties with his hair neatly combed and parted. sometimes, if he's feeling like a bad-boy, he might gel his hair for said parties

loser! hee would also, be the best boyfriend, of all time.

he loves when you step forward to take the initiative, because he feels awkward when he tries to do it + he's absolutely head over heels in love with you, and will readily do anything you say. you both are going on a fancy-dinner date at 7? no problem, he'll be ready and waiting for you

he isn't allowed to go shopping, not without you. you don't allow him to buy his nerdy shirts anymore, instead you pick out stuff that'll suit him better

he loves ranting about things to you, because you actually take the time to listen to him. sometimes, you kiss him while he's rambling, which makes him want to rant even more

he stays up late, smiling to himself, while he scrolls through photos of the two of you together

has a separate calendar where he has everything which is related to you, marked. for example, your birthday, your mum and dad's birthday, your anniversary; stuff like that

the best thing about him, though, is how he's always ready to apologize. he accepts when he's in the wrong, and will never feel ashamed to say sorry

loser! hee, as awkward as he may be, loves you unconditionally ♡

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jjunae · 3 months

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KNOCK , KNOCK . . . lhs

꒰ 🍢 ꒱ warnings! skinship, swearing

'hi,' heeseung breathed out, and you shut the door in his face.

'no- no, no! wait!' he laughed, jamming the closing door with his foot, which led to you slamming the door back open.

'lee heeseung, what are you doing?' you grit, as you looked him up and down with a skeptical glare. there he was, the man of your dreams, outside your door at 2 in the morning, clutching a fat bouquet.

'hey baby. did you miss me?' he grinned, and you slumped on the door frame, letting out a groan.

'it's only been a few hours,' you said, and he immediately frowned.

'well, i missed you,' he muttered, looking down at his feet. he was pathetic, honestly. you watched as his lip slightly jutted out, and his cheeks slightly reddened.

'fuck off, hee,' you chuckled, grabbing a fistful of his black jacket, effectively pulling him down to your height, just to smash your lips onto his. you heard the soft thump of the bouquet falling onto the carpeted halls of your building, but the flowers were the least of your concerns.

you pulled away with a smile, wiping the corners of his lips with your thumb, before letting go of his jacket.

he looked at you, dazed, while his fingers reached to touch his lips. it was as if he was reassuring himself about the fact that you'd just kissed him.

'you're such a nerd,' you said, picking up the flowers from the hall.

'can we do this again, one more time?' he asked after a short pause, a somewhat mischievous glint, flickering and taking life in his eyes.

'no. go away.'

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jjunae · 2 months

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HELMET . . . lhs

warnings! skinship, cuts/wounds (?), biker hee longer vers ( LIBRARY )

'kiss me better?' heeseung asked, while you focused on applying salve across the cut on his chin.

'why do you do this every time?' you shook your head, your fingers reaching to curl around the corner of his chin.

'what do you mean?' he cheekily smiled, but he knew very well what you meant. every night, there he was, in your room, with cuts and scratches littered around his face. he knew he had no reason to come; he had no reason to make you apply ointments on his little wounds, because they never really hurt. he just liked the feeling of your nimble fingers, gliding smoothly around his face.

'you know what i mean, heeseung,' you said, instantly pinching his lip, causing him to wince.

'i've told you a million times to stop biking around dangerous spots, but you never listen,' you murmured, your thumb gently brushing over the newly-formed clot on his lower lip: the result of your pinch.

'it's fun. if you come with me tomorrow, you'll see.'

'what if i get hurt? who's going to kiss me better?' you prompted, with a cocked eyebrow.

'me. obviously,' he said, his hand raising towards your face, to cup your cheek in his palm. it was as if some magnetic force flowed off of him, making you tug closer towards him.

his lips pressed against yours, hands clasped around your smooth skin, making you both encapsulated in a moment that neither of you would forget, anytime soon.

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jjunae · 3 months

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POCKY . . . sjy

( 🍓 ) warnings! skinship, nothing much!!

'do you like the chocolate or the strawberry ones better?' you asked aloud, causing jake to look up at you from his seat.

'the pocky sticks?' he said, his gaze flickering towards the boxes that you held, to which you nodded.

'i like the strawberry ones,' he confirmed, causing you to rip open the pink-themed packaging, then walk over and plop down beside him on the sofa.

'why?' he asked, and you grinned.

'i'll show you,' you said, pulling out a single stick, and placing it between your lips. you watched as the realization slowly dawned on his face, and he burst out laughing, a pink hue spreading over his soft, pale cheeks.

you leaned forward, and he duly obliged, the amusement clear on his face, as he bit on the other end of the stick. before you knew it, his lips were pressed against yours, his mild perfume gently invigorating your senses.

you pulled away immediately, with flustered cheeks as you gaped at him, all the while he smiled, clearly self-satisfied.

'isn't it a little too late to get shy, sweetheart?'

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jjunae · 3 months

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LUCK . . . sjy

꒰ 🏎️ ꒱ warnings! skinship

'wish me luck?' jake beamed, as he picked up his helmet.

'do you even need it? we both know you're going to win,' you laughed, reaching to fix the collar of his crumpled jacket.

'c'mon, i like hearing you say it,' he softly pleaded, to which your breath hitched momentarily, before you snapped back to your senses and continued to fix out the wrinkles.

'say please; it's good manners.'

'can you please wish me luck?' he asked, and you nodded with a smile.

'good luck, you'll do great out there,' you wished, and then stretched on the tips of your toes, to press your lips against his forehead, all the while your hands gently cupped his soft cheeks.

''m going to do even better with you watching, sweetheart,' he grinned, his tone brimming with confidence.

'okay, you dork. we'll see,' you chuckled, pushing his shoulder.

'go win for me, yeah?' you said after a short pause, as you watched him snugly fit his F1 helmet over his pretty face.

'for you? i'd win every time.'

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jjunae · 3 months

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FINGERTIPS . . . sjy

( 🍺 ) warnings! getting drunk?? erm idk

'c'mon, just one more drink. please?' jake begged, pushing his empty glass towards you. in turn, you sighed, staring at him from behind the counter. but you had expected that he would've acted like this, especially since he'd spotted you.

'jake, i can't. i'm going to get fired if i give you anymore,' you said, pulling away the empty glass from his reach.

'then a kiss, at least,' he drunkenly beseeched, his fingers stretching to your face, in an attempt to brush and tuck the stray hairs behind your ears. however, you slightly moved, just before he could touch you.

'why are you running away?'

'company policy. bartenders aren't allowed to be in physical contact with customers during work hours.'

'it won't cost you anything, y'know,' he pouted, and you shook your head. 'it'll cost me my job,' you said, inching away from him.

'what about my fingers? can't i touch you with my fingers?'

'jake. go home.'

'just the fingertips. i promise, nothing more.'

you gave in (albeit exasperatedly), turning to face him. his slim fingers reached out to your face, and his knuckles gently brushed against your lips. you watched, as a little color stained his knuckles.

'my lipstick's on your fingers.'

'i know,' he smiled. he pressed his lips against his knuckles, right where the color was, effectively leaving a light mark of the rouge on them.

'does it look good on me?' he asked, with his cheeks as red as the stained color of your lipstick. you wondered if they were red because he was hopelessly drunk, or because he was shy. before you could answer, however, his head lolled on the counter, and he was out.

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jjunae · 3 months

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𝓁over ━━ ( nrk )͏͏͏ ͏͏͏. 🎀 warnings! nothing

thinking about nishimura riki, who'd hold your hand at the most random times ever. but it's not because he's trying to be cute or anything, it's because he thinks you look lonely.

ni-ki, who'd ask you for help on his homework, even though he doesn't need the help. he just likes to see you focused.

ni-ki, who looks over your shoulder while you're playing something, and gives you tips on how to advance to the next level of the game.

ni-ki, who'd frown when you'd call him "bro", but at the same time, he understands. he was a friend before a lover.

ni-ki, who turns a blind eye when you steal his jackets.

ni-ki, who'd boycott axe's body spray (due to the advice from his sisters) and would start to buy scents similar to the ones you like.

ni-ki, who likes to be chaotic with you. who likes to run to the convenience stores at 1 A.M with you, just to buy a bottle of sprite or some other unnecessary item. who likes to text you the most random things ever, with the weirdest memes saved in his galleries. who likes to brag about you to his friends, or anyone he meets. who likes to make the unfunniest dad jokes ever, just to see you groan in frustration.

nishimura riki, who can be himself when he's around with you.

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jjunae · 4 months

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𝒻irst kisses ━━ ( enha's hyung line ) . 🎀 warnings! skinship

with heeseung, it had been totally unexpected. it's important to note that, you were the one who had initiated it. the way his eyes glittered, the way his cheeks were rosied with color and the way his messy hair tumbled over his forehead; it was all too irresistible. so, you'd leaned over and smooched his cheek gently, effectively interrupting his rant about "shin-ramen" being the best ramen brand of all time.

'wh-what was that?!' 'i dunno what you're talking about, hee.'

it was simple, and it was a classic. on your first (official) date with jay, you both had opted for to go on an evening walk through the park. with spring at its high, it was a pleasant evening well spent. when you both had stopped underneath a blooming cherry-blossom tree to admire its beauty, jay had swiftly placed a kiss on your lips.

'woah! did you see? when we kissed, a flower fell on my hair!' 'i planned that.' '...huh?'

your first kiss (?) with jake was silly, just like how your romance was; childlike and innocent. it couldn't even have been classified as a kiss, but jake firmly believed in the fact that that was your first kiss. you had asked for a sip of his drink, and he'd sipped through the same straw later on. upon realizing, he'd slapped a hand to his mouth.

'we just kissed!' 'what?' 'you drank from my straw, and i drank from it too!'

you didn't know how to describe your first with sunghoon. once he'd become comfortable enough with you, he'd play with your fingers. he'd interlope his fingers with yours, and sometimes, he'd crack your knuckles too. once, you'd complained about how he'd cracked them too hard, he had kissed your knuckles as an apology.

'what the hell did you just do??' 'i kissed it better? duh.'

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jjunae · 1 month

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GAZE ⸺ LHS

warnings! skinship , biker hee (?) shorter vers ( LIBRARY )

‘lee heeseung, you’re going to kill me,’ you said, blowing your cheeks out with a sigh. you looked him up and down, an incredulous expression evident in your gaze.

‘just for one day. and it's a revision class, isn’t it? i thought you said that you were done with everything,’ he reasoned, swiftly pulling the helmet off his head.

‘but attendance matters. if my mom gets to know i’ve skipped even a single session, she’ll skin me alive,’ you grumbled, folding your arms across your chest.

‘tell her it was scheduled late, and that it wasn’t important. also, no college student attends revision sessions scheduled at 8:30 P.M,’ he chuckled, patting the exquisite, leather-covered seat of his bike. you were tempted, to say the least.

‘please?’ he smiled, the corners of his eyes slightly crinkling, like they always did.

you gave in. you always did.

‘see, that’s the big dipper,’ heeseung pointed upwards, while leaning against the body of his bike, which was conveniently parked right behind the both of you.

‘hee, that’s the little dipper,’ you snorted, watching as his ears tinted red.

‘oh. i knew that,’ he coughed, looking away bashfully.

‘the big dipper doesn’t have a curve in its handle, the little dipper does,’ you softly said, guiding his hand towards the direction of the correct constellation, using his fingers to point out and trace along the curve of stars.

he did, he really did try his best to avoid staring at your face, but, the way your eyes gleamed under the moonlight, the way your hair gently flapped in the cold breeze, the way a smile tugged at the corner of your lips; he just couldn’t help it. ‘hee? are you listening?’ he wasn’t.

‘what?’

‘why are you looking at me like that?’ he wasn’t listening.

‘sorry,’ he murmured.

‘why are you sorry? heeseung, are you okay?’ he wasn’t.

‘i’m sorry for interrupting you,’ he said, leaning to connect lip and lip, underneath the glistening, star-dotted sky. soft and sweet, just the way your kisses always were. soft and sweet, just the way he always remembered you.

‘i liked tonight,’ you thanked, while standing outside the entrance of the dorm-building.

‘was it better than a revision class?’ he grinned, cheeks slightly flushed, to which you nodded.

‘tonight was better than a revision class. 10 times better, actually,’ you admitted, observing the way his eyes immediately started to twinkle, upon your affirmation.

‘really?’

‘yeah. also, the model, it’s a kawasaki w800, right?’ you nodded towards the vehicle, and he beamed.

‘it’s new. it was expensive as hell, but worth it,’ he excitedly said, patting the handle-bars. you did, you really did try your best to pay attention to the enthusiastic rambles about his bike, but, your eyes kept flitting towards his lips. towards his toothy smile, and deep smile lines. ‘it looks good on you, you know.’

‘what does?’ he paused, slightly tilting head, eyes clouded with confusion. before you could stop yourself, your hand was cupping his cheek. it fit perfectly in the core of your palm, as if it was meant to be there.

‘that smile. i love seeing it, i really do.’

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jjunae · 3 days

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ROCKSTAR ⸺ pjs heavily ib by this warnings! swearing (a little bit) , fmr x rockstar! jay ( LIBRARY )

thinking about rockstar! jay, with tattoo's curling around his biceps and calves (if you look closely, you'll see your initials subtly inked)

rockstar! jay, who typically plays the guitar, but can play drums, too. god, it doesn’t matter what he plays, he looks so damn good all the time.

rockstar! jay, who has the most slender and pretty fingers. that's why he lets you paint his fingernails, and you always end up putting so much effort into it. as a result, he's always flaunting his nails around.

“my girlfriend painted them for me, yeah. see? isn't the color nice?” rockstar! jay, whose hair has grown out and lays around the base of his neck. when you see him, you need to fight demons within yourself, to resist jumping onto him and stroking your fingers through his soft, dark hair.

rockstar! jay, who knows he has you captivated, so he likes messing around with you.

“babe, do you like it when i call you, ‘babe’? what about, ‘darling’, or ‘angel’, or ‘pretty’?” he’d softly murmur, with a smile (read: smirk).

you know you’re fucked.