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starswguru · 8 days

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❝ castaways ; 명재현

𖥻 pairing: loser!myung jaehyung x female reader

𖥻 contains: rockstar!au, childhood best friends to lovers

𖥻 warnings: inspired by 5sos "try hard" + "heartbreak girl" / english is not my first language so i am sorry if there are any grammar mistakes or misspellings, and i also forgot to proofread so i'm sorry in advance everyone

word count — 2.414

synopsis — you and jaehyun had been friends ever since you could remember, supporting and caring for each other. but little did you know that the boy you saw as the personification of a soulmate found in a friendship, saw you as the most perfect muse for all the songs he had ever written. you didn't know it yet, but jaehyun was doing his absolute best to make you see his true feelings.

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IT was no secret that looking back to your whole life, you’d lived more years being friends with jaehyun than not. it was natural — for the both of you — to share memories, habits, tastes, experiences, or whatever it was with the other; more natural even than doing so with your families. myung had always been there for you and you had always been there for him. always.

however, for a little over two years now, the two of you have not been able to see each other as often as you used to in the past. between you getting into university and him chasing his dream in the music industry, the necessary sacrifices took more from your individual lives than your teenage fantasies could’ve ever predicted when you were in high school.

the weather that afternoon was warmer than the usual autumn days and you couldn’t help but smile thinking that perhaps even nature knew that two halves of the same soul were about to meet again for the first time in eight months or so and was happy that this encounter was going to take place. there was a light breeze running through the city, refreshing the anticipation inside of you and making your hair dance with movements worthy of the highest class of ballet as you opened the heavy dark-wood door before you.

your eyes wandered around the ambience, looking for those large round dark of his you could recognize anywhere, no matter how much time had passed. “sometimes i swear i can see stars reflecting on your eyes, hyun”, you said one time when you were younger right after your first ever heartbreak and your best friend came to your rescue on the parking lot where your former boyfriend left you; jaehyun picked up the tiny broken pieces of your crushed heart only to somehow find a way to glue them back together until you found the strength to heal by yourself, and the musician never asked for anything in return, because that was who he was in the end. it didn’t take long before you smiled from ear to ear at the sight of him.

“hi, jae!” the excitement in your voice was noticeable to anyone close to the table at the almost empty café you were supposed to meet. “you look different. what did you do?”

the boy, at least you thought it was still the same boy you’ve known since childhood, let out a faint laugh as he hugged you tightly against his body, a good amount of centimetres taller than yours. just like he always used to do, jaehyun cupped your face with his right hand — the soft hand, the only one that should touch you, in his mind — and caressed it before messing up your hair while laughing a little more. “you noticed, didn’t ya?”

before you could answer anything properly, your attention was immediately drawn not only to the edge of the brunette’s lips but also to his left ear, and a confused frown took over your face. “is that a lip ring? and you got an industrial! jaehyun, you cut your hair!”

“but do you like it?” he asked raising his eyebrows in a split second before focusing on the menu. the music lover didn’t have the courage to say the real reasons as to why he did all that, at least not at that moment, but the biggest parts of his heart were praying that you enjoyed the modifications to his appearance like his heart was telling him you would, simply because his heart knew you better than his conscious mind did.

“i mean, yeah i do… it makes you look even more of a rockstar now, hyun, you don’t look like the good mama’s boy you always looked like.” with a chuckle, you decided to copy his moves, and turn your gaze back to the menu, even though you already knew what you’d order anyways.

jaehyun opened a smirk but that kind of good humor didn’t reach his dark eyes. he was twenty years old, over fifteen years had passed since the first day he ever saw you before him and the agony of suppressing the deep and unique feelings the musician had towards his best friend had been eating him alive for the majority of those fifteen years; living twenty-four months without having you as close to him as before was the trigger to make the myung open his eyes to the reality he tried to ignore so badly. all he ever wanted was for you to actually pay attention to the lyrics he wrote, to understand that everything you needed to have your heart in a safe and respectful place was to give it to him; ever since he was fourteen years old, jaehyun’s birthday wish when blowing the candles was always the same: for you to love him the same way he loved you. despite the depth and complexity of his feelings, the singer decided to keep it cool for a little longer; the last thing he wanted at that moment was to unconsciously push you away by bombarding you with all the words bottled up inside his heart since the very first day.

“so how’s school?” he asked once the waiter left you two alone after taking your orders. genuine concern and interest filled every word that came out of your best friend’s mouth, as there was no scenario in this world where jaehyun wouldn’t be worried about you.

you shrugged, looking away. “could be better, to be honest. the classes this last semester were three times harder than the previous one… it caught me off-guard.”

the kind-eyed man offered comfort with his speech, which warmed your heart a little bit more: no matter how much time passed or how much jaehyun changed his appearance, he was still the clumsy kid you met at kindergarten and defended from the other mean boys. in an attempt to take your mind off the stress that tool such a heavy tool on you, he playfully asked if at least there was anyone interesting in that fancy university you got yourself into — even though there was also shy and scared anticipation of his part towards your answer, as the thought of you, his muse, his best friend, his soulmate, being in love with someone who didn’t know you nearly as well as he did or that was willing to go the extra mile for you like he was, made his heart sink. even more so when you nodded.

“i mean, yeah… but it’s not going well. at least not like it used to. i haven’t talked to him in over a week or so, since we had this major argument and i needed to catch a break from that behaviour.”

myung watched uneasily when you played with your fingers, trying to escape his gaze. “why didn’t you tell me that, dove?”

“i didn’t want to trouble you with my petty problems, jaehyun. you need to focus on the band and making it out of here.”

when finally your eyes met his dark ones, the musician felt his blood freeze for a second. there was something different in the way you were looking at him, something he wasn’t used to suddenly was making those marvellous eyes of yours look a thousand times more special than normal. myung jaehyun couldn’t tell right there and then — because he was petrified by his own tornado of thoughts and feelings — but your cheeks were burning with a pink shade of embarrassment, only it was because you didn’t really know what to say or do as this was the first time you met your best friend after admitting to yourself that those feelings of care and affection towards him were due to something a lot stronger than just friendship.

“c’mon, y/n… you could never trouble me, dove.” jaehyun chuckled and took your hands between his with such gentleness that your heart began to race faster than any race car. “i’m here for you, okay?”

the following couple of hours went flying by like those leaves in the wind outside the café. your mind was blank and your thoughts, numb, as you tried as hard as you could to not let it show just how confused you were with everything taking over your judgement towards that friendship. you were scared to ruin it and you were terrified of the idea of not having jaehyun around anymore because of something dumb or did or said; but at the same time, much like him although you didn’t know it, your heart ached just from imagining what it would be like if you jumped off that cliff and confessed your feelings.

before you even realised it, the both of you were outside. the hot coffee from before didn’t really do much to keep you from feeling a shiver down your spine as a stronger breeze hit you colder than the ones from before; instead, jaehyun’s embrace felt like a personal fireplace. you couldn’t help but smile with that comparison, but even more so when he asked if would like to see what the studio looked like — with such invitation, the myung hoped it would create a nice setting for him to show you the newest song he wrote. if destiny decided that was the last melody jaehyun were to play to you, then he would do so with an undying smile.

the place was a little dark: deeper shades of brown and grey all around the walls and furniture but the acoustic panels were black and the only form of lighting came either from the computer screens and mixing consoles or from the few led lights on the ceiling above you. it smelled like cigarettes and scented candles in there, but you were too mesmerized by the fact of being in a recording studio for the first time in your life to pay attention to such details. as for jaehyun, he thought the studio was too small, too simple for you to be this enchanted by it, but your excitement brought joy to his heart and it felt like this was heaven for him; you with him in the one place he worked so hard to make his dream come true was what life should be like. this felt natural, and he only prayed that after that night, it would truly be like that forever.

“do you like it, dove?” the brunette asked, biting his lower lip while playing with his ear piercings.

“it’s so cool, hyun! look at all this stuff! what does this button do?” with sparkling eyes, you sat by the mixing consoles and bombarded your friend with a thousand questions per second. laughing, he only shrugged and rested his weight on the headrest above you.

“i don’t really know. taesan knows more about this than i do, i just stick with the guitar.” liar. jaehyun loved to produce as well, but he didn’t want to sound cocky to you so he decided to hold his tongue.

before the boy could say anything to keep you from pressing any buttons you didn’t know what they were for, your finger gently hit one of those and it triggered a recording from the night before. jaehyun had forgotten about it, but before leaving the studio, he didn’t delete the recording of him playing the acoustic guitar and singing the first song he had ever written about you; as the words came out on the speakers, the shame and fear paralyzed him so badly the guitarist couldn’t even stop it from playing anymore. his eyes were closed shut and he didn’t see how a smile took over your lips, that grew with every note because your mind was interpreting the lyrics and you understood what the song was about.

butterflies started a rampage on your stomach and your hands covered your face out of shyness, but the reality was that you felt like the teen version of yourself all over again in a matter of minutes.

“it’s beautiful, jae” you whispered by the time the song ended and you tried as hard as you could not to cry. “tell me about it”

those big, brown eyes you knew like the palm of your hand now stared at you with a feeling you had never seen before. you could feel every breath that escaped your lungs, every beat of your heart pounding against your chest, and every droplet of sweat that ran down your temples like a mustang crossing the grasslands. the entire universe had stopped for that brief moment to watch what would become of these two best friends who were exhausted of hiding their true feelings for one another; with jaehyun’s eyes tracing every little inch of your angel-like face, the repeating recording in the background was nothing compared to the symphony of two unaware hearts colliding into each other. how could you know he felt this way? how come jaehyun never did anything to show you the love prints engraved inside his heart god knew how long? worse than that: why didn’t you see your own feelings before?

“i can’t… i’ve waited too long to say this and now i can’t. i can’t say it with you looking at me like that, dove.” he whispered back and with a trembling hand, touched your face with just his thumb, scared that the roughness on the skin of his hand could scar a perfect face like yours. tears were forming in his eyes as the frustration of being incapable of confessing everything to the love of his life consumed jaehyun on the inside.

“then i’ll say it first: i love you, myung jaehyun.”

caressing his puffy red cheeks, the loving words slipped out of your mouth with such ease it scared you for a quick moment but as you repeated them back to him like a mantra, bringing his face closer to yours every time you did, the weight that had been destroying your shoulders and crushing your heart for the past year was finally gone and all you could think of was how gentle of a soul the boy you fell in love with had.

“i’ve loved you since the very first day, dove… i’ve waited fifteen years to be honoured with the privilege of being the one holding your heart. i swear i won’t ever drop it. your heart is safe with me, your love is safe with me.”

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thenamesseven · 2 years

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Park Jaehyung 4 7 and 24 please

Another Day6 request, yaaay! ^^

"Like what you see?"

Jae's intimidating eyes scanned your body over in a way that made your legs absolutely weak. Almost as naked as you were, he pulled down the zipper of his jeans and got rid of them, approaching you in his underwear, making your heart beat even faster.

"I do" You replied so quietly, so small that he barely managed to hear you over the sound of his own pounding heart.

Jaehyung returned to his duty of marking your neck with his own hickeys, not wanting to leave any clear spot on your skin, wanting to make sure the entire world knew who you belonged to. His hand slipped under your shirt, the smile that crept up to his lips told you he had found out about your little surprise.

"No panties, baby girl?" He asked amused, leaning back to look into your eyes. You could only shrug playfully, way too turned on and lost in pleasure to form any coherent sentences "Shit let's skip foreplay tonight" He mumbled, turning you around, bending you over his desk "I'd hold onto something if I were you" Jaehyung mumbled as he kissed his way down your back "I'm not holding back tonight"

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thepixelelf · 3 years

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First to Fall Pt. 24 - Warmth

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Jae doesn’t sleep.

He sits there, dazed, with your head on his shoulder, eyes unfocused on your laptop a few feet away. The movie drones on, far off and forgotten in Jae’s mind.

When it pauses, white text asking if anyone’s still watching, Jae doesn’t move. The feeling -- the warmth -- of you next to him keeps him sitting there.

And he knows it.

He also knows it can’t be this easy. In so short a time, he’s managed to royally fuck things up. All his stupid decisions may be brushed off with this night of snacks and blanket forts and movies, but a terrible feeling still sticks to the side of his throat. He struggles to swallow it down.

He likes you.

Not knowing where to go -- not knowing what to do with the words waiting restlessly on his tongue -- that’s what scares him.

Jae can’t even see your face right now. If he moves even in the slightest, he’s afraid you’ll wake up. If you do, he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to hold himself back.

He wants to tell you. He wants to talk about it.

But what if you don’t want to listen?

What if his insistence changes everything?

Jae’s chest rises, and it stays there for a moment as he takes that breath and commits it to memory. The ceiling of your apartment is stucco’d and waterstained -- the fort collapsed long ago -- but it’s oh so familiar. Your head on his shoulder isn’t a new feeling, but tonight, when Jae feels what he’s never felt before, it seems like something he will never have again.

Jae doesn’t sleep. (Much.)

What wakes him up is the gradual lessening of your weight on his side. Who knew he’d be so reactive to it.

“Ach...” As you tilt your head side to side, stretching out your undoubtedly sore muscles, you groan. “My neck hurts...”

Your legs are still tangled up in the blankets on the floor, the one that was absent-mindedly draped over his slowly retracting. Jae’s ass hurts from sitting on your living room floor all night. He says nothing.

“What about you, Jae?” Voice still laced with sleep, you turn to him, arm reaching out.

You freeze only inches from him, fingers hesitant to find his skin like they were about to. He meets your eyes, but you look away. Your arm is still outstretched.

Maybe it’s the fact that he only slept an hour or two. Maybe it’s that you look so familiar in the morning. Maybe it’s that everything pent up inside Jae has to surface before he explodes.

Maybe it’s all of that, but Jae slowly raises his hand to meet yours, pulling it towards him until the palm of your hand rests over his cheek. He can’t tell if the searing warmth is from your hand or his face. It’s not top priority at the moment with you so close.

“Jae...”

His other hand moves to your cheek, and he’s barely even registering what’s happening in this tired fog around the both of you. Forehead touching yours, he closes his eyes.

He doesn’t stop to wonder if you’ve closed yours too.

It’s slow. It’s hesitant. He doesn’t know how many seconds pass before he finally touches your lips, but it feels like an eternity too long.

Jae doesn’t move after the first touch, both scared to continue and hesitant to pull back. Uncertainty bleeds through him, and he’s sure you can feel it. Taste it.

You press forward. A sharp inhale pierces through him.

The way you move your lips makes him dizzy. The kiss isn’t heated or intense, just slow and beautiful.

Oh so beautiful.

With one hand on your cheek and the other holding your palm to his face, Jae feels warmer than he’s ever felt in his life. The sensation floods his senses; fills his lungs with fresh air and his heart with warm blood.

He doesn’t want the moment to end.

You take your hand back. His cheek goes cold.

“Jae.” His name is uttered against his lips. It’s a wonderful feeling, yet it fills his mind with dread. You pull away, dropping your head so he can’t see your face. Bringing your hand up, you remove his palm from your cheek. “I... think you should go.”

He yearns to see your face -- see the tears he can hear you’re about to shed.

But he says nothing.

He bites the inside of his lip, holding back a dam of his own, and he stands. This is what he should’ve expected.

Before he closes your front door behind him, he looks at you one last time.

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yer-cute-when-you-scream · 4 years

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day6 as boyfriends headcanons?? fluff and smut pls 🥺

A/N: I hope you enjoy this and I’m so sorry it took me so long to finish, I had bad writer’s block );

Sungjin

He gives you loving gazes all the time

You could be brushing your teeth and you look over to him

He’s looking at you like you’re his whole world

Oh, that’s right you are his whole world

“What? Do I have something on my face?”

“No, I just love looking at you.”

You have that romance movie cliché type of love

Your friends are jealous of the love you share together

However, he’s wary about PDA, but he will hold your hand in public

Maybe a kiss on the cheek

He just prefers to keep those intimate moments between the two of you

He occasionally serenades you with his guitar

Sometimes, you’ll ask him to play because it helps you fall asleep

He loves looking down to see you all curled up and hugging his pillow

Sex is absolutely amazing

You both praise the hell out of each other

It can get rough sometimes but that’s usually when he’s really stressed

But he always makes sure you’re okay with it beforehand too

He loves morning sex and the peppered kisses that come along with it

He loves the way you look when you’re riding him

It brings him to his knees every time

He will give you whatever you want if you ride him

You were sitting on the couch watching a show when you heard the front door open. You look over and you see Sungjin with his shoulders hanging low, he looks exhausted. He trudges over to you and you motion in front of you, “Sungjin, sit down,” you tell him, he gives a strange look but obliges. You help him take his jacket off and begin to massage his shoulders, working your hands to get the knots out. He lets out a few groans as he closes his eyes and relaxes under your touch. “Baby, why are you doing this?” he asks, curious at your sudden actions. “I knew you were practicing really hard today, I just wanted to help you relax a bit.” Your hands move down his arms, deeply massaging more. He lets his head fall back against your chest, turning his head to kiss your cheek. He wonders how he got so lucky to find someone like you.

Jae

#1 Supportive Boyfriend

He loves making you happy

You both are always joking around and pranking the others together

He loves it when you wear his clothing

Especially when the first thing he sees in the morning is you in only his shirt

“Babe, you’re drooling.”

He always makes sure you have a few of his shirts and hoodies before he leaves on tour

You will never not have any confidence around this man

He always hypes you up

He doesn’t really care about PDA

He will give you a loving kiss in public like nobody is watching

Silent giggles at night

He’s so playful with you

Being absolute crackheads together

So much kissing in the morning…plus other things

Morning sex is his favorite thing

Most of the time it happens cause all you’re wearing is his shirt

He just lifts the shirt up and slides into you

Loves pleasing you

Always eats you out like you’re his last meal

Such an amazing lover omfg

He wants to watch you come undone beneath him

He’ll definitely overstimulate the hell out of you

You were walking in the park with Jae, laughing at each other's jokes and stories from when you were younger. You looked over and saw an ice cream stand, immediately grabbing his hand and running over there to look at the selection. Before you could even grab your wallet and tell the worker what you wanted, Jae had already ordered your favorite flavor along with his own cone as he took his wallet out. You looked over to him smiling because he remembered your favorite, ”Thank you, Baby. you know I wasn’t expecting you to pay?” you tell him, before giving him a kiss on the cheek. He smiles over to you and nods, ”I know, but I still wanted to pay.” You chuckle then look down at his wallet and see in one of the clear sleeves a polaroid of the both of you. You had taken that picture on your first anniversary; you were both on the couch and he had his arms around you, and he was kissing your cheek. ”You keep that photo of us in your wallet?” you asked after he put his wallet in his pocket, the both of you grabbing your cones and walking down the path in the park. He quickly pulled his wallet back out and opened it to reveal the picture, he smiled so lovingly as he looked at the picture and remembered that day. ”Yeah, it’s my favorite picture of us.” ”Oh yeah, why’s that?” ”It’s the day I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you,” he softly said, looking over to you. You stopped at his confession, looking up at him and smiling, ”I love you so much, Jae,” you begin as you lean up and kiss him, ”You’re a damn cheesy,” you finish before slightly smearing your cone on his nose. He gasps and begins laughing, ”Oh, you’re so done for!”

Young K

What a gentleman

He randomly surprises you with flowers at work

He opens your car door for you

Actually, he opens every door for you

Even when you said he didn’t have to

But he just loves to do simple gestures like that

He always makes sure you’re taken care of

Especially when you’re sick

”Baby, I don’t want you to get sick!”

”I don't care, you need to be cared for! Now eat your soup and take your medicine.”

He’s very protective of you

But not in a toxic possessive way

You’re just his baby, you know?

He wants to make sure you don’t get hurt

Another one who’s very playful

Although, not so much in bed

He’s dominant and never lets you top

But jesus, is he so fucking great

He’ll have you crying in pleasure within 2 minutes

And that’s just when he uses his fingers

Don’t be a brat to this man cause oh boy

You’ll get punished with spankings, overstimulation, and orgasm denial

He won’t stop until you’re begging

But if you aren’t a brat

Look forward to praising and getting rewarded with what you want

Brian had taken you out on a picnic in an area that was very secluded and breathtaking, you laid in his arms, both overlooking the shallow river in front of you. Brian played with your hair as he hummed ’Fly Me to The Moon’ by Frank Sinatra, it was a scene out of a romance movie. ”The water looks so refreshing,” you stated, glancing up at him. He smiles then gets up and pulls you up with him ”Let’s go see how ’refreshing it is.” You giggle and run to the river with him, the cool water came up to your knees and you smirked at Brian and splashed him, he gives you a shocked look and returns the smirk ”Oh, you're gonna get it.” You both have a splash battle, your laughs erupting into the area around you. It ends with you jumping into his arms, he deeply kisses you then walks back to the picnic blanket and you both lay down with him on top of you. One thing leads to another and you’re both making love as the sunsets and twilight appears, a million stars shining on you both.

Wonpil

Absolutely soft for you

Loves kissing you so much

And just touching you

You have movie nights together

He can be such a romantic cliche

But you love it

He randomly surprises you with flowers

”I saw them, and I thought of you!”

He has big heart eyes for you

You could be doing a mundane task and he's just leaning on the wall watching you with a smile

Sometimes when you bend over while he's watching

His heart eyes turn to lust

And depending on whether he's in his dom or sub headspace

He either pushes you over the nearest surface and then fucks you until you're screaming

Or comes up behind you and whines for you to touch him while pressing his bulge against you

If he's in his dom headspace and you want your way

Start softly begging for him and then take his fingers and suck on them

He will give you exactly what you want

His sub headspace is so sfusud

If you're sitting down, he will get on his knees

Place kisses up your legs and tell you how much he needs you

You woke up and immediately called the dream you were having; it was a wet dream. The heat between your thighs was unbearable, you look over and see the Wonpil was still asleep, you sighed and decided to not wake him up, assuming he was exhausted after the previous night you had together. You slip your hand under your panties and begin rubbing your clit, your other hand covers your mouth to muffle the sounds trying to escape you. Just as you're about to push two fingers in, Wonpil’s voice fills the room ”What are you doing, Angel?” You halt your movements and widen your eyes, you begin to stutter while trying to find the words, his smirk is devilish as he hovers over you. ”I-I wasn't doing anything- I was j-” ”Don’t act so innocent, you had me pinned underneath you just last night,” He purrs into your ear, you crumble and start roaming your hands his body. ”Baby, I need you so much. Please touch me.” He leans down and places a kiss on your lips before replacing your hand in your panties with his own.

Dowoon

Another soft boy

He worships the ground you walk on

Makes sure you know how much he loves you everday

Ngl he is a little awkward at first in your relationship

But when he gets comfortable it’s amazing

You both have so much fun together

He tries to teach you how to play the drums

So patient with you and makes sure you don’t feel bad if you mess up

“Oops, not that one, Baby, you’re gonna hit the crash symbal not the hi-hat symbal. That’s okay though, I did that too when I was first learning! It took me forever to learn this part in this song.”

He’s always holding your hand

Anytime you ask him to help you with something he feels so happy

He loves it when you need him

And he loves it when you need him

When you need him, he feels so powerful and dominant

He’s definitely not a Hard Dom, he is sooo soft

He loves teasing you though

But when he is his usual submissive self

He is so pretty when he begs for you to fuck him

You caught him masturbating once and nearly fell apart when you heard him moaning your name

And you practically caved in when he looked up at you and pleaded for you to touch him

It was 2 A.M when you woke up to a call from Dowoon, he was on tour in a different country and even though it was only one more week until he was home, he was missing you a great deal. You groggily answer the phone, ”Hello?” ”Oh no, did I wake you up?” he asked, sounding a bit upset. You crack a small smile and reassuring him it's okay, besides you didn't have anything to do the next day, why not stay up all night talking to Dowoon? You both talk about each other's day, what was new and how his tour was going. There a small pause in the conversation before Dowoon speaks ”God...The things I would do just to see your face right now.” ”I know, Baby, I miss you so much right now.” ”One more week and then I'm cuddling you until the world ends.” You chuckle at his words, the both of you continue to talk until you end up falling asleep on the phone with him. Before Dowoon hung up, he said ”I love you so much, Baby, I'll see you when I get home.

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onyourzeus · 3 years

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it just is | pjh

ykcyj ➝ arskyh

title: it just is pairing: park jaehyung (jae of day6) & you genre: angst with a happy ending words: 4.2k

author’s note: this took a few days to write because i wanted to approach it with sensitivity, and some realism from personal experiences. as i get to know jae as an artist, a day6 member, and a person even more, i feel so grateful for his music and his vulnerability that oftentimes is met with differing opinions from other people. i wanted to express that in this fic, and i hope i did the genre justice.

content warning: discussions of online hate, criticism, feelings of worthlessness, coping through them

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You don’t get it— or maybe you do. You’ve been given criticism before; on a powerpoint presentation, college-level essays, exams with written solutions needed, even for work performances. It has its benefits, having other qualified people observe you through their own lenses. It makes you notice the errors in your answers, mispronunciations, and flaws in your work ethic you wouldn’t have been able to catch if you were tasked to evaluate yourself.

There’s a difference however, in the ways that you’ve experienced being given criticism and the way Jae has.

He gets criticized. Instead of firm and blunt observations that he needs to take into consideration, and adjust when necessary, he isn’t given a room for improvement. He just receives these words with a punch to the gut, a slap on his face, and it stings. A whole damn lot.

You think about the unfair times you were given criticism for work or a task that you originally thought was executed decently enough, at least for your standards. But that’s the point of being handed blunt feedback, is to let you realize that you can reach higher than this, go beyond what you previously had shown to others or even to yourself.

Criticism given to you over the years had always spared space for you to reflect, and grow with it. It was always supposed to be a weapon for you to take into your own hands, and wield it yourself. It was never meant to attack you full force, and leave you bleeding with no help in sight.

So maybe you do get it, but also you never really will when it comes to Jae.

Either way, you’d be lying if you said you wouldn’t pick up the phone at a time when everyone in the city should be fast, fast asleep. When people have already drifted off into a deep slumber that enables them to dream beautiful things.

You’d be lying to yourself if you said you wouldn’t ride your bicycle so late at night which you absolutely abhor. The cold air hitting your face as you speed up against its current is rarely a welcomed feeling, but that was the least of your concerns as you turned the corner to his apartment.

When it comes to Jae, your mind hums a low beep, static noise to blaring fire alarms and resounding thoughts in an instant.

You don't think much of it, however. He's just another friend, one who is in need.

You never truly believed he could be alright by himself, but you wanted to give him a chance. Now, hearing his voice crack through your phone followed by the connection breaking apart, you struggle to forgive yourself for letting him be. Even for just a little bit.

There wasn’t a need to knock, but you’re worried Jae may have forgotten he even called you in hesitation in the first place. In order to avoid spooking him, you make your presence known more clearly in the darkness.

“Jae, it’s me. I’m coming into your room.”

The door squeaks lightly, but the view isn’t any different. It remains dark, and lifeless in here. Stepping inside, the air just got a little bit heavier, and Jae’s breathing sounds more difficult that you began feeling aware of your own heart rate speeding up.

Retracing your steps from the multiples times you’ve been here, you get to the small lamp he barely uses on his desk. You turn it on the lowest brightness setting, giving the room a bit more dimension. It gives you a better view of Jae laying down on his bed, eyes staring into the ceiling. His hands support the weight of his head, lifting it up from the sheets.

He sniffles for a split second, and your heart thuds like a mic stand dropping on the floor at an empty stadium.

“Hey,” you approach him, careful not to be too loud with your movements.

The mattress dips from the weight of your body, and Jae slightly shuffles to the side to give you room. The side of your lips twitch in response as you make yourself comfortable laying down next to him.

For the next few minutes, no one talked.

Not even a hello back from him, and that’s new.

It’s… concerning, to say the least. Even in his most stressful days, you’d stop by his place knowing it’d annoy him but the sight of you and the smell of homemade spam musubi never fails to brighten up his mood.

He doesn’t forget to tell you that, and it makes you feel needed.

Taking in a deep breath, you look at him in the corner of your eye. He’s not asleep, although his eyes flutter back and forth from keeping it trained to the ceiling and drooping it ever so slightly. You squint further, noticing dried streaks of tears blurring onto his skin.

Your voice shakes. "Tell me where it hurts, Jae.”

You will yourself to resist your own choked out sobs. You’re not even sure what the issue was today. It’s always different, as if they have a giant wheel reserved just for him that someone gets to spin for their own pleasure.

Sometimes it lands on the same, debunked misunderstanding. Other times, you’ve become shell-shocked at how quick they fill in the blanks with made-up accusations for the sole purpose of hurting him even more.

None of it makes sense, and what angers you the most is the fact that Jae made you promise not to interfere. You hate that he used that word with you, promise me, please? because both of you know the importance behind them, especially when said between the two of you.

Did he change his mind tonight? Did it suddenly become too much to bear that breaking the very promise he asked of you was his last resort for help?

“Tell me,” you repeat with more determination now than overwhelmed nerves.

“You wouldn’t understand,” Jae answers, cold and empty.

Any other day that you pester him with a makeshift therapy session, you’d take that as a challenge. But tonight, his words linger in the air and you can’t shake off the goosebumps on your skin.

Maybe he’s right; at this point, shouldn’t you be more irritated than concerned? If he’s not willing to at least describe how inflicting the pain must be with every word online stabbed into him, why do you bother cleaning up the mess?

“How do you know that?”

“Because you’re not me. They say those things because it’s me. I’m the problem.”

“Jae—"

You have the script memorized, the tirade of counterpoints to every blame shifted upon himself, but tonight you stop the words spilling from your mouth.

You turn your body towards him, hands folded underneath your cheek, a lone tear falling from your right eye.

“Do you believe them?” You ask, and the pause in Jae’s staring doesn’t go unnoticed.

He finally looks at you directly, ever since laying down beside him on his bed. With his body still laying flat, he turns his head to face you, his lips pressed together roughly.

You elicit a tsk sound, ignoring the amount of time that has passed since your question. Your fingers meet the cracked skin on his lips as you gently pry them off of each other. It’s wet, and the bright ring of blood doesn’t surprise you. Instead, you wipe it away, pulling your hand back to smear it off your shirt.

At some point, Jae mouths you a sorry but you don’t acknowledge him. Just as he’s obviously avoiding your own query.

“You’re not sleeping well,” it was more a fact than another question thrown at him. You reckon he’d be more cooperative with you if you say it how it is without him denying openly obvious things.

“You’re only drinking dubious cups of coffee in a day with one meal in between, at the most.”

“I haven’t had an appetite recently.”

“But you’d cater to your growing caffeine addiction more so than bring your appetite back?”

You don’t want to sound mean, but the stress lines forming on your forehead aren’t helping with your attempt to ease into the conversation more slowly.

Jae sighs, and it’s one of his many signs that entails he wants to move on, talk about something that is less targeting his questionable behavior and more mundane shit that doesn’t fit into the mood of the room at all.

“I didn’t think you’d come.”

Unexpectedly, you look back at him and answer with a hint of surprise, “You think so low of me.”

Jae laughs, and for a moment the room became brighter. Just a little bit.

“Dude, do you know what time it is?”

“Yes, do you?” It was a rhetorical question, but you’re sort of glad he’s not just staying silent anymore. “I don’t have class in the morning. Even if I did, I’d still be here. Just cursing you out more for making me bike in the cold.”

“It’s because you don’t wear enough layers, dummy,” Jae points out, pointing at the lack of thick clothing covering your upper body.

Your first instinct is to flick his forehead, nudge him by the shoulder, and call him a fool. How can you even think of yourself that way when you receive a call from someone whose voice was on the verge of tears?

But you let it go for now, it’s not like he’ll believe you. It’s not like it matters.

“I still haven’t gotten my From Friends merch, Jae,” you taunt him and he laughs once more. Slowly, you feel his mood change from dreary to a few degrees warmer as he sits up on the bed.

You follow his lead, keeping your knees close, chin resting atop them. You’ll humor him for right now, it’s probably best that you don’t force his feelings out in the open as unwanted as they may be. He might not allow you in the future if you do.

“You can have one of mine. They gave me a ton from the first test batches,” he offers, leaning into you as if to convince you even more.

“I’m seriously gonna hold you onto that. I’m not leaving your apartment tonight without a sweater or two,” you respond, darting your tongue out. Normally, Jae would reciprocate, and if he’s feeling even riskier, inch his face towards yours for shock value.

Tonight, he’s definitely acting differently than normal. Especially with what he says right after is not something you’d expect from Jae.

“Don’t leave tonight.”

“I—”

“Just for tonight?” Jae pleads, gaze fully on yours now. “I’m sorry for being selfish, but… I’m really, really glad you came. I wouldn’t know what… I’m just.. lost and I don’t know what else to think. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I’ll stay,” you reassure him, not entirely sure what this entails.

This doesn’t feel like those nights you’d be here for sleepovers countless of times before. Those nights were planned, prepared, and eventually ends up with Jae sleeping on the couch and you hogging his bed, as per your request (yet he willingly lends you his blanket).

Maybe two, three hours at best— this was the amount of time you believed you’d stay. You’ll listen to him vent, or just sink into the silence with him. Either way, you knew your presence can only soothe his pain temporarily, and he won’t say it out loud so you show yourself out the door voluntarily.

He wouldn’t protest, just hug you goodbye and ask that you text him when you get home.

You awkwardly stretch out your legs, placing your hands on your thighs. Swallowing a nervous breath, you let out, “So, um, do you want to talk about it, pal… or…”

All of a sudden you can’t comprehend a single word you’re saying, while Jae just stares at you amusingly, his lips in a tight smile waiting to burst out in giggles.

“I’m trying to comfort you here!” you whine, pouting at the way he’s making fun of you. “When you suddenly ask me to stay just like that, it makes it… weird!”

“I’m sorry,” Jae chuckles airily, carding a hand through his ruffled dark brown locks. “It’s fun for me when I’m not the butt of the joke,” he continues on, tone spiraling to that of seriousness again.

“Is it something incredibly absurd again? What was it? What happened?”

Jae shakes his head. “The words don’t matter.”

You argue back, “Yes, they do. It’s what hurts the most.”

You’ve seen the tweets, sometimes even the hashtags and you wish there was a way to mass report the whole app altogether, and throw it all away in the trash. But Jae reprimands you for overreacting, even if you catch him smiling at the suggestion.

“Debatable,” he sighs outwardly, clasping his hands together and resting them in between the wall and the nape of his neck. “A lot of them are just empty words, sure, but the pain they inflict is something else entirely.”

There’s something about the way Jae speaks about criticism thrown at him that makes you frustrated.

It’s not a secret that there isn’t an ounce of defensive vein in you when you’re at the receiving end of people finding faults in your work, your character. You believe humans are overprotective of who they think they are, they’ve become, as much as they like to hide it.

But with Jae, he sounds way too calm and composed for your liking. Ironically so, since he mentions pain. Perhaps this is his coping mechanism, take them as they are, unembellished and oftentimes hurtful.

But it doesn’t have to be that way, because the more he speaks of them so nonchalantly, the less his eyes sparkle and show his true feelings.

Your eyebrows crease even further, examining Jae’s facial features that remain still and unmoving, giving attention to anything else in his line of sight but you.

“A lot of them are false accusations, you don’t have to accept what you think is false.”

“Are they, though? To an extent, I think it shows what others perceive of me on a daily basis.”

“So you’re saying you do believe what they say about you?”

“At this point,” Jae starts off, stretching his arms upwards before crossing them against his chest languidly. He looks tired. “What else do I believe in? You know when the negativity becomes so loud in your head, I can’t explain it, but the words that tell me to keep going get muddled and overpowered by everything that screams I’m not enough?”

You’re not sure whether to respond.

It doesn’t seem like anything you say can add value to his confession. You look down on your hands, not knowing what to do with them so you keep them intertwined. It’s sweaty, yet the buzzing of his air conditioner fills the air. For some reason, you can’t stop your heart from pounding heavily inside you either.

In a way, it’s possibly because of the realization that all you can offer Jae is an ear to listen to. All you can offer him is your body warmth hopefully exuding onto him, having the presence of another person in his space just to ensure that someone is listening to what he has to say. When no one else seems to let him do so online.

But you want to be more, you have wanted to be so much more. You wish your hands can extend themselves to his, pull him closer so he can hear your heart beating desperately for him. If it had a morse code of its own, it would have confessed the love you feel for him all this time.

It’s gone quiet again, so you slowly lift your head to sneak a peek at him. His eyes are closed, and you wonder if he’s fallen asleep with unwanted thoughts fogging his brain.

Great, the guilt makes it way on your shoulders, weighing you down with it. He asks you to stay, you don’t believe his sincerity, and when he’s opened up so much in one night, you lack the response he needed to hear.

“If it means anything, I don’t believe them. You have your share of dumb moments, sure, but who hasn’t? If they figured out how much stupid shit I have said or done in my lifetime, I don’t think I’ll have a career ever again,” you mutter, mostly to yourself now.

Your mind wanders back to those times that you’ve made yourself look like a fool in front of Jae, and he still holds you against them to this day.

“Remember when I said owls were the cutest animals ever? And then I saw a tumblr post of what their legs looked like underneath all of those feathers? I felt so betrayed,” you recall out loud, snickering at times the group chat you shared with Jae and your mutual friends consisted solely of those creepy baby owl pictures that have surfaced on the internet-- seemingly their only purpose was to torment you with the truth.

You had posted your intense distaste of the animal on your Twitter, rather proudly even. It was a good thing your account was private, but the shame you felt was too intense to keep it on your profile for too long so you ended up deleting it, anyway.

But imagine if someone had somehow saved that tweet and called you out for being cruel towards unsuspecting birds?

“Or the time I got so drunk, I basically roasted all of your solo songs, calling them the national anthem of a hopeless romantic who will never find the love they’ve been praying for?” This was before It Just Is with Seori, and it was a dare that Younghyun had given you as payback for making him act out a lovey-dovey manhwa scene with Dowoon.

You think, if their supporters heard that out of context, you’re most likely toast.

Understandably, these are all a stretch, and at the end of the day, you’re not as famous as Jae. And if anything, the “roast” you had blurted out was completely inaccurate of what you actually think of his solo projects.

A projection, if you will, of your own feelings. If anyone in your circle of friends wears the title of a hopeless romantic, the crown has been glued to your head since meeting Jae.

“I’m not making any sense,” you say, rubbing your cheeks for comfort while watching Jae just doze off into the night. You weren’t sure if he still needed you to stay, but you’d feel it would be amiss if you left.

You begin to shuffle your way off the bed to give yourself more space to think about your next move until you feel Jae’s hand reach for yours, and squeeze it tight.

“I didn’t say you can go,” he mumbles sleepily, eyes still fluttered close. Yet his lips are smiling, almost as if he’s dreaming lightly. If that were the case, you humor him, and let his hand fall into yours. You like it that way, too.

“Did you hear what I just said two minutes ago?”

“No,” he lies.

“Mhm,” you hum, slowly making your way on the bed again. This time, you sit next to him, his sweatpants clad thigh leaning against your leggings. Your hands still held together, albeit loosely, he lifts it up as if to examine it with droopy eyes.

“Thanks, though. Oddly enough, that made me feel a little better,” he admits. “Except for that time you said hated my songs. I don’t think I’m letting that go easily.”

“I was apologetic, and it was a dare! I offered you food for a week,” you protest, shaking his hand off but he doesn’t budge. He keeps it in his palms, and you don’t know what to do with yourself.

A blush escapes on your cheeks, pink and warm, and most definitely as a result of your nerves getting the best of you.

“True,” he recalls, and tilts his head to the side inquisitively, “but it sounded like you really meant it…”

“Jae, you know that’s not true. I literally stream them on soundcloud almost every day,” you say a matter-of-factly, but regret it since it wasn’t something that he had no knowledge about before tonight. He pulls your hand closer to his chest, and excitedly beams at you.

“No way?” He exclaims, and you have no choice but to confirm, a helpless pout on your face. “Yeah, I listened to it on the way here.”

“My number one fan, huh,” he coos, tracing the lines on your palm. You gulp hard, knowing how much sweat your hands had accumulated since meeting his touch. You really don’t want him to notice, but the soothing caress of his fingers felt better than not anything else in the world.

“Whatever floats your boat, dude,” you try to brush it off, and Jae nods animatedly.

You try your best not to appear sleepy as a yawn finds its way out your lips. Jae notices this, and sadly lets go. Then, he taps on his shoulder, the one right next to you.

“Sleep, my child.”

“Never call me that. Ever again.”

“Don’t be dramatic, and just lean in,” he insists, cradling your head until you plop down on him.

It feels awkward, angled a bit on the uncomfortable side. But he adjusts for you, and you feel your body giving in to the source of support for your weary mind.

“I can sleep on the couch—”

“Shh, no more talking.”

Silently, you roll your eyes and say nothing more. Your fingers fiddle with each other once again, remembering how much of Jae’s skin slid next to yours, and now your cheek is pressed down on his frame.

Again, this isn’t the first time it’s happened, but the events leading up to this particular night is all new to you. You allow your body to get comfortable, used to this feeling, even if it’s just tonight.

Your original plan was to be Jae’s shoulder to lean on, but the roles seem to have reversed.

Softly, Jae calls your name. For a second, you’re too immersed in the synchronized breathing the two of you share. When he brings your hand into his, your senses perk up but you refuse to look into his eyes; afraid of what he might see in yours.

“What? You said no more talking.”

“I’m happy you’re here,” he tells you, even softer than before as your hands melt together, filling the spaces between. You don’t know whether to let this happen, not understanding the meaning behind his actions.

It’s.. weird, unknown, foreign, but addicting. His touch is addictive, and you know you’re going to crave for more if you’re not careful with the dosage.

Biting your lip, you struggle to reply. He might mean it in a friendly way, but the invitation to relax right onto his shoulder, lacing your fingers as if they’re meant to be locked in place that way, it’s all too much for your brain to process— and definitely your heart.

Face hot, heart heavy with emotions, you say shakily, “I’m happy you asked me to.”

“Hm?”

“I.. want to be the person you call first when you’re feeling like shit. If possible, I want to be the only person.” There was no going back, no swallowing words you’ve let go in the open.

As you speak, Jae’s fingers tighten its grasp around yours. You feel weak, but you appreciate him supporting you this way as you keep going.

“I probably will never understand what it is you feel when certain words pierce through you too deep, like you said. But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to. I want to know how you’re feeling, from good to bad. From the best and the worst of it all. I want to be there.”

“Who said you aren’t?” Jae’s low voice interrupts your stream of emotions, and it compels you to finally see his eyes. They’re shining, teary, and smiling at the same time.

You feel your cheeks soaking wet, and a hiccup arises out of your lips. With your free hand, you hide half of your face in embarrassment. Two idiots, crying together, hands never letting go of each other.

It didn’t seem long until you fell asleep on his bed. The only difference this time, from all the other times you’ve been here, Jae was sleeping beside you.

Arms over your frame, his long fingers finding their permanent place within yours. The two of you have exhausted your emotions enough that night, and there was plenty of time in the day to talk it all through.

You dream of what seems to be a possible future for you and Jae. Moments when he’d fuck up, when you’d say something out of pocket, but it was met with a healthy discussion between you.

And even if there are days when people online couldn’t understand the growth happening in his life, you see it. You see him, and you don’t hesitate to forgive, and give him space to grow. As he does with you.

#day6 imagines #day6 scenarios #day6 x reader #day6 au #park jaehyung imagines #park jaehyung scenarios #park jaehyung x reader #park jaehyung au #day6 fic #by:jiae

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wingsofkpop · 4 years

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Day6 Reaction to their S/O Having their Picture as their Lockscreen

Sungjin

This boy honestly feels so honored to be on your background, almost as if you had given him the greatest gift in the world. Sungjin would notice it after your screen lit up with a notification, quickly realizing that you had managed to snap a photo of him mindlessly strumming on his guitar. He’d tease you, but you can tell he absolutely adores it. Something about it would feel so sweet to him, especially knowing that his picture was likely one of the first things you’d see when you wake up.

“Who’s this handsome man on your background? He seems really, really cute... but not as cute as you are, sweetheart...”

Jae

One words: Cocky—Beware if Jae ever catches himself on your lockscreen, because he’ll never let you hear the end of it. After your date at the coffee shop where you just so happened to sneak a quick picture, Jae would immediately start teasing you for capturing him in, what he calls, “boyfriend mode.” He would also be the type to send you pictures of himself, joking that you need to have the best angle of his face. Don’t feel called out though, cause he totally has you on his lockscreen too.

“I can’t blame you, (Y/N). If I had a boyfriend this good-looking, I’d want to look at him all the time too!”

Brian

You won’t get a visible reaction when it comes to Brian, but you better believe he’s gonna feel really, REALLY good knowing you have his picture as your background. One you’d taken at his concert nonetheless. He’d probably see it while you were opening your phone, and while he wouldn’t say anything, he’d be doing somersaults and cartwheels on the inside. Down the line, he’d remember to ‘dress up’ for any events he knew you’d be attending—just to give you the best pictures possible.

“Are you coming to the fan sign tomorrow afternoon, baby?... Why do I ask? No reason, I just wanted to make sure...”

Wonpil

Prepare for this sunshine to go in absolute cahoots. After you took quick a picture of him on an airplane, Wonpil would probably be the one to suggest that you use his picture as your background as a joke. Although once he realizes you did just that, he’d turn into a gushing, cooing mess about how absolutely adorable you are. His other members would probably have to calm him down—given his excitement was likely causing the air turbulence.

“Oh my god! I can’t believe you actually used my photo as your background, (Y/N)-ah! I love it almost as much as I love you!”

Dowoon

Similar to Brian, Dowoon probably won’t give you much of a reaction aside from blushed cheeks and cute smiles. He’d know about your fascination with taking his picture, but not that you’d go as far as to make them memorable as your lockscreen. He’d get so shy honestly, maybe murmur his approval with this bright grin across his face. It’s also highly likely that he’ll sneak a couple photos of you in the future for his background too.

“I-Is that me?... Wow, I-I think that’s really cute, baby... Do you mind if I take a picture of you? For no reason, of course!...”

#day6 x reader #day6 reactions #day6 imagines #day6 fluff #park sungjin x reader #park jaehyung x reader #kang younghyun x reader #kim wonpil x reader #yoon dowoon x reader #kpop reactions #kpop fluff

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ateez-babygirl · 4 years

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Dynasty

Jae x reader

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: I’m going to do another version of this fanfic with the other angsty with another idol; if this one does well.

Song Inspiration: Dynasty by MIIA

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Your last serious relationship tore you up so much you, put it in your head you weren’t meant to find true love; so when you meant Jae you had to convince yourself you couldn’t fall in love with him.

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Jae spent every second of the first part of your relationship proving to you he was the complete opposite of your ex; because for the longest time you had the same nightmare, that one day he would leave you the way your ex had all those months ago. Jae was truly your one in a million.

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Although tonight the nightmares that haunted you all those months ago decided to pay you a visit tonight, Jae was fast asleep next to you until your cries awoke him. “Y/N, what’s wrong?” You shook your head, “It’s nothing Jae, don’t worry about it… Just go back to sleep.” Jae finally sat up, “Alright, out with it. I KNOW something is bothering you, and i’m not going to sleep until; you tell me what it is.”

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You started tearing up, and Jae REALLY knew at that point something was wrong; he scooted closer to you so he could rub your back. “My nightmares came back, Jae…” You whispered just barely enough to be whisper. “What?” You began sobbing harder, “My nightmares about my ex came back Jae, and now i’m really scared you’re going to leave.” You said, sobbing uncontrollably at this point. Jae kissed the top of your head, “Y/N, look at me.” You hesitated, but did anyway. “I love you Y/N, and I will ALWAYS love and protect you, I promise that until the day I die.” You teared up hearing Jae’s words, cuddling into him. “I love you too, Jae.” “Now come over here and lay down, so can cuddle you and protect the girl I love.” You giggled, doing as he asked. You looked at him, saying “You really think I’m worth this much fuss?” He looked down at you, kissing your forehead, “Every bit of it.”

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You smiled like an idiot, cuddling into your boyfriend a little more. “I love you so much Jae, thank you for saving me.” He grabbed your face, kissing you sweetly on the lips. “I love you too, Y/N.”

You two fell asleep like that, cuddled in each other’s arms.

End

#day6 jae #park jaehyung #jae x reader #park jaehyung x reader #jae fluff #day6 x reader #day6 fluff

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daemour · 4 years

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If someone deeply loves someone else platonically or romantically, and the love isn't replicated, or they think it isn't, they will acquire hanahaki disease. Flowers will start to encase the heart and esophagus, causing the afflicted to throw up flower petals. There are five stages to this illness, each riskier than the next. Five stages, five flowers, five boys. Platonic, or romantic, these five boys will be directly involved with hanahaki.

One ~ Jae | Tulip - One-Sided Love

Even just thinking about this morning makes you feel sick. But you couldn't linger on that. Jae would be heading up to your apartment to pick you up for brunch with your old college group. He can't find you like this.

Two ~ Dowoon | Yellow Crysanthemum - Loneliness

He takes another sip of his drink, feeling the alcohol burn a lot harsher than it should. Did he scrape his throat or something? Maybe this is a sign he should stop drinking for tonight. He sighs aloud to no one in particular and asks for a check from a passing waitress.

Three ~ Wonpil | Daffodil - Unrequited Love

Wonpil is in love with Younghyun, but Younghun thinks of him as a brother.

Four ~ Sungjin | Cyclamen - Separation

Sungjin and Jae get into an argument, and Sungjin is worried Jae hates him now.

Five ~ Younghyun | Purple Lilacs - First Love

Younghyun fake-dates a fellow uni student to get her parents off her back, but she starts to fall for him.

Progress on each chapter

Jae - 30% overall | Outline 89%, Writing 20%

Dowoon - 10% overall | Outline 35%, Writing 5%

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cupidoargiades · 5 years

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getting on top of you to play wrestle with you, jaehyung almost kicks the bowl of crisps off of the table. "hey! watch out..!" you said, trying to get away from him. he did a little "hushushush... i know exactly how to bribe you into forgiving me" he said, voice acting an evil laugh before placing a tender kiss on your lips. "do i taste like doritos?" you ask, chuckling a little as jae licks his lips, pulls a face and then stupidly smacks his lips. "hmmm... i can't really tell.. may i taste again?"

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koreanmadeingreece · 5 years

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Dress up for me

Jae headcanon #1

With love, for the anon who asked for Jae with a lingerie kink. Thanks for requesting!

Smut, basically.

Word count: 500

Assuming from Jae’s voice when he called you earlier that day, things were hectic at work. His recording sessions were going to turn into a marathon, simply because the producer was in a bad mood, and he sounded stressed. The pressure of a comeback was something so stressful that even you couldn’t understand despite living with him, but you knew you wanted to help him relax.

“Y/N, I’m home,” you heard him say as he closed the door behind him, leaving his stuff on a chair. “Y/N?” he asked after a few moments of silence, as he was getting no answer. He took off his coat and shoes and went further inside to look for you, finally locating you in the kitchen, drinking tea. He was about to tell you something but ran out of words to say when he saw that you were wearing his favorite red silky robe. For him, that robe could only mean you were wearing a pair of lingerie that he liked underneath, which was his biggest turn on. From that moment, he stopped thinking about anything that was troubling him and only cared about finding out what you were wearing under that robe.

As you turned around to face him, you noticed that he was coming towards you, embracing you and leading you into a passionate kiss.

“Should I consider that my surprise cheered you up?”

“Not yet.” He took his glasses off and left them on the kitchen table, then returned to you, this time closer. He led you into another kiss, as he untied your robe, revealing the second part of the surprise· a white lacy bra combined with white lacy crotchless panties. You in nice lingerie were all it took for him to lose his mind at your sight.

“Like what you see?”

“I want you so bad, Y/N.” He placed his hands on your waist, putting you on the kitchen counter. Knowing how things would end up, you gave him a condom you had in hand and took his shirt off. As soon as he was ready, you placed your hands on his chest, then caressed his shoulders, bringing him closer to you once more. Soon after, you felt his hand where you needed him the most, inserting one finger inside of you, and then another, while your own was toying with his nipple.

“Already so wet for me,” he whispered. He removed his fingers from you and pushed inside of you. As soon as you had adjusted to him, he started moving at a slow pace, which eventually got faster and faster, until you reached your climax.

After he pulled out and threw the condom away, he came towards you, lips uniting once more.

“I’ll prepare a hot bath for both of us. Come inside in five minutes, alright?” He smiled at you.

“Don’t you want me to do it? You’ve been really tired these days, Jae.”

“Nah, I’m fine.” He was about to leave, but stopped for a second. “Hey, can you do me a favor?”

“What is it?”

“Wear that kind of underwear more often.”

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peachdaydream · 6 years

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Domestic Moments

Jae is grocery shopping, he’s the one pushing the cart with you inside it, going far too fast down the aisles as you laugh then tell him to slow down before he knocks you into a display of cans. His hand is the one that tries to sneak too many snacks into the cart when you’re not looking, it’s only when you notice he’s shoved ten packets of cookies into the cart that you make him put them back and he begrudgingly does so until you relent, teasingly pinching his cheek and calling him a kid before you let him to toss a few packs back into the cart, causing a spark of childish delight to light up in his eyes and smile, his smile forming into the brightest grin you’ve seen when you toss a few of your own snacks in the cart and declare a movie night, though you barely get to finish your sentence before his arms are around you and he’s squeezing you close and you can only laugh when he tells you that you’re the best thing that’s ever come into his life. When you’re back home he’s trying to carry all of the bags all at once, all of the grocery bags hanging off his arms and he’s trying to take on more as you tell him that it is possible to actually take two trips because you’re afraid he’ll hurt himself but he only stubbornly shakes his head and tells you “Two trips are for losers, babe!” and with a playful roll of your eyes you begin to grab as many bags as you can while he watches, shocked that you actually go along with it. He grins when you say “Last one back at the house is the loser!” and take off as fast as you can manage in front of him - which isn’t very fast, it’s more like you’re waddling, to be honest - feeling like your arms are about to drop off due to the amount of bags you had on them. It takes a moment for Jae to start moving because all he’s thinking is Oh God, do I love you…

Sungjin is lazing around in bed for just a few minutes longer during summer mornings, basking in the warmth and the rays of sun that pour into your shared bedroom while you both lie in the soft sheets, entangled with one another, so close that you’re not quite sure when you end and he begins, though you wouldn’t have it any other way. His hands are the ones that stop you from getting out of the comfort of the bed, he draws you close because he doesn’t want your warmth to leave him just yet and though you protest, insisting that you have things to do, you don’t really put up much of a fight against his gentle grip and you allow him to guide you back onto the bed and into his arms, protests dying on your tongue as he tucks you into his chest. His husky and soft spoken words urge you to stay in bed for just a while longer, “Just stay here with me for a while longer, beautiful…” and he knows he wins when you turn to press your face into the crook of his neck with a mumble of “Only ten more minutes, then we’re getting up…”. Ten minutes turn into fifteen and soon becomes twenty as you both lay there, your breath in sync as you treasure the peaceful atmosphere and the warmth the sun brings, wanting to stay in the moment forever and never leave each other’s side. When you finally insist on getting up to make breakfast - which would now be brunch - he’ll reach out to try and draw you into bed again, letting out a playful whine when you dance out of his reach and give him a wink but when you shut the bedroom door he can’t help but smile to himself as he thinks about how lucky he is to have you.

Young K is moving into your first home together, he’s the excitement and slight nervousness that stems from making the place yours and yours alone - your own little sanctuary that you share with the love of your life. His hands are the ones that suddenly sweep you off your feet as he insists that he carries you under the threshold while you laugh and tell him that you aren’t even married, yet you drape your arms around his neck anyways while he grins and carries you into the house, humming the wedding march over your giggling. His laughter is warm as you both try to put together your brand new furniture but end up making more mistakes than you can count and having to tilt the manual this way and that to try and figure out the correct way to put it together. You’ve got the instruction manual in your face as you hold up a piece of the drawers you’re trying to build and Young K looks from the piece in your hand to what he has in his and he laughs then tries once more, realizing he had the wrong part. You work on it for so long that you begin to hand each other the tools they would need without even needing to speak a word, a habit you both found out long ago in your relationship that sometimes freaked the boys out. When you eventually get it right you happily collapse and sprawl out on the living room floor, Young K wraps his arms around you as you tell him that there’re still more things to put together but he only pulls you closer, placing a kiss on your lips before he tells you “Babe, we’ve got all the time in the world, you’re stuck with me now. No turning back.” his tone is teasing but you can see the slight trepidation in his eyes but you don’t allow it to linger as you cuddle into his arms and soothe him “Good, because we’ve gotta put the wardrobe together tomorrow and I can’t do it alone.” and the look he gives you is so filled with love that you think about how much you adore this man.

Wonpil is playing in the rain, he’s the childish innocence and playfulness that brightens and brings life into the dull day but he’s also the unexpected warmth that you find hidden beneath the wet and the cold. His hands are the ones that lead you in a dance in the rain to a tune in his head and you follow, allowing him to take you anywhere to his hearts content and despite being in the pouring rain you couldn’t feel warmer next to your beautiful ray of sun. His hands are also the ones that help ease you into a nice hot bubble bath, his touch is completely innocent when he joins you in the tub and lovingly massages your shoulders. Afterwards, his fingers run through your hair gently as he lathers shampoo into your locks and allows you to wash his hair in return, relaxing completely into your hands as you touch him. His laughter is bright when you dance in the rain, twirling around with no care in the world as you both get soaked to the bone in the freezing cold rain, but you find so much warmth and comfort in each other’s embrace that you can’t bring yourselves to care about the cold and you simply focus on the happiness of the moment, taking the time to store the memory away in your heads to look back in fondly. His voice is also soft when he draws you close in the bathtub, pressing soft kisses to the top of your head as you enjoy your time together in the tranquil atmosphere, only getting out of the tub when the water began to get cold. His gentle hands take you with him and wrap you up warm in a towel, still humming a sweet tune that keeps you delightfully relaxed in his arms - enticing a soft laugh from the man when he feels you completely relax and lean into his hold. “You okay, babe?” He’d ask, only for another soft peal of laughter to escape him when you nuzzle into his chest with a hum, you arms circling him as you cheesily mumble that he was your personal ray of sun.

Dowoon is the pleasure of curling up in a thick fluffy blanket during the cold winter, a cup of cocoa in your hands as you both sit in front of the fireplace, listening to the soft crackle of the flames as the sweet drummer gently tugs you to sit between his legs so he can offer you more warmth and wrap around you as much as possible. His hands are soothing as they gently tap rhythms on the tops of your thighs, sometimes wandering upwards to massage circles into your hips, causing you to completely relax into him, a soft sigh leaving your lips as your eyes flutter shut and you lean your head back onto his shoulder, unable to see the loving smile adorning your beau’s lips as he feels you melt into him. His hands are also the ones who eases your empty cup from your hands when you’re finished with your cocoa, setting it down before you relax so much that you end up accidentally dropping the mug - not that you mind, Hell, you even murmur a soft “Thank you,” before you try to completely melt into him, snuggling ever closer with a content hum. His voice is deep and soft as he murmurs into your ear not daring to speak any louder to maintain the soothing atmosphere that enveloped the two of you, he notices how his voice sends slight shivers down your spine as your subconsciously react to the timbre of his voice and warm breath fanning over your skin. It doesn’t take long for you to fall asleep in his embrace and though you fight to stay awake, the combination of the toasty environment and Dowoon’s quiet, husky words lull you to sleep and the drummer’s heart swells at the sight of your peaceful face, slightly kicking him into protective boyfriend mode as he gently scoops you up into his arms to take you to bed, a smile blooming on his face as you automatically cuddle into his chest when he lifts you up. The only time you’re nudged into consciousness is when he sets you down and you don’t feel his touch anymore and, even then, you don’t manage to wake up properly before he’s laying down and curling around you once more, kissing your forehead with a soft “Goodnight, (Y/N)…Sweet dreams,” as your eyes flutter shut once again.

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etherealyoungk · 2 years

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a rainy day with jae

hot chocolate and marshmallows

it was late at night. the clouds gathered and formed a huge gray mass above overhead. there was a big breeze and trees swayed against it. the smell of the rain clung to the air. there was going to be a big rain tonight. soon, it was raining, a lot. the rain poured heavily, with occasional flashes of lightning and the rumble of thunder. i sat on the bed, typing out an email, while jae was lying down next to me, scrolling through his phone.

suddenly, the power went, and the only light illuminating the room was from our screens. i could now hear the steady torrent of rain and the flashes of lighting through the window. i saved my email, closed my laptop screen, and turned to jae. he had put his phone down too since the wi-fi was now down.

"jae?", i asked, reaching out for him in the dark, smacking his face by accident.

"oww", he let out and i stifled my giggle.

"sorry", I told and interlocked my hand in his after locating his hand. after a few minutes of silence, i spoke again.

"i have a sudden craving for some hot chocolate", i told softly.

"then let's go make some", he replied. "wouldn't mind some myself".

we both headed downstairs, the flashlights from our phones guiding us. in the kitchen i found two candles and lit them. jae had opened the back door and was looking out, watching the rain. he was about to step out when i stopped him.

"don't go out, it's dangerous", i told firmly.

"what do you mean? i wanna get a better look", he told.

"you could get struck by lightning, it's crazy out there", i explained and he gave me a 'are you serious' kind of look.

"come on, you gotta live life on the edge babe", he told coolly.

"and how would i get struck by lightning, you're such a drama queen", he added.

i gasped softly at his words.

"i am not a drama queen", i defended and he gave me another look.

"but really, get your ass back in here, it's cold and the candles might go out", i added and sighed coming in, but not before peeking his head out for 3 seconds.

i headed up the milk while jae looked for the marshmallows. i spooned some hot chocolate powder in each cup and poured in the hot milk, stirring it. the smell of chocolate made its way into the air.

"found em", jae told and put in four marshmallows in each cup. i took two extra, adding one to my cup and plopping one in my mouth. it was soft, fluffy, and melted into my mouth. i jumped and sat on the counter, while jae leaned against the fridge with his cup in his hands. the candlelight illuminated his features and he looked cute, even in his messy hair.

"i have an idea", he told, coming forward.

"lemme try roasting it on the fire", he told enthusiastically.

he proceeded to stab a marshmallow with a fork and slowly turned it over the stove flame. it bubbled with the heat and also melted slightly. he took it off and blew on it vigorously before putting it in his mouth.

"is it good?", I asked and he nodded. Hh made one for me too and it tasted pretty good.

i sipped on my hot chocolate, feeling the warmth from the mug on my palms. i was only wearing a long sleeve shirt and it wasn't keeping me much warmer. i heard the beep of the generator, indicating the power was back on. jae turned on the light, taking a big sip of his hot chocolate. i took the pack of marshmallows and put one more in my mug.

"roasting them was a good idea, i should try making s'mores next time", he told.

"guess what, these marshmallows are actually expired", i told and his face fell.

"we're gonna die", he told and i rolled my eyes.

"now who's being the drama queen", I asked.

"it just expired yesterday, so we should be fine", i assured.

"okay, now come and give me a hug. i've been freezing ever since you opened the back door and let in all the cold air", I complained with a fake frown, spreading my arms. he smiled and engulfed me in a warm, tight hug.

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thepixelelf · 3 years

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First to Fall Pt. 22 - Let's Talk

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What happens when two friends who are 'bad at love' want to prove each other wrong?

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yer-cute-when-you-scream · 4 years

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Say My Name~ Park Jaehyung

WARNINGS: Smut, SoftDom!Jae, Sub!Reader, Sir Kink, Overstimulation, Body Worship, Unprotected Sex (wrap it up), Dirty Talk, Choking, Praising, Facesitting, Some Fluff, Multiple Orgasms (I’m probably forgetting something)

A/N: For the anon that requested an Overstim scenario with Jae, I hope you like it! Also, I am working on my Sales!Jinyoung Smut and I have been really trying to make it perfect cause I really like what I got! I’m sorry for being so inactive guys, moving houses took a lot out of me ugh

I was in the kitchen when I heard the front door open, I peeked my head around the corner and saw Jae. He had just gotten home from the studio. His flannel hung loose on him and the few buttons at the top were undone, his dark hair was a little messy but he pulled it off very nicely.

”Hey babe, how was your day?” I ask smiling over to him, I walk back into the kitchen and open the fridge to grab a water. I hear footsteps nearing as I shut the refrigerator, I feel him wrap his arms around my waist and bury his head into my neck.

”It was fine, I just missed you today,” he confesses.

I chuckle and set my water down before turning around, I wrap my arms around him and say, ”I missed you too, Jae.” He pulls back and I see his face, his eyes are dark with lust and his lips were plump, I leaned up and brushed my lips against his.

”I see, you missed me, huh?” I teased, I pressed my lips against his and he lets out a soft groan then deepens the kiss. His hand went to the back of my head and held me to his lips, his hand entangling into my hair, his tongue sliding across my lower lip asking for entrance.

I part my lips and let him have control over the heated kiss that was taking place in our kitchen, loving the way he moves in sync with my tongue.

He could bring me to my knees just with the way he kisses me, it's just a simple intimate gesture to share with your loved one, but Jae makes it seem so much more than that. When he holds me into these passionate kisses, I feel so secure and protected, his dominance in small things like this makes me crumble.

He pulls back from the kiss, one hand in my hair, the other hand cupping my cheek with his thumb swiping over my lips. ”Are you going to be my good girl?” he asks, moving his hand to my neck and trying to hold himself back from taking me right there. I nod to him with a soft smile, finding myself slipping into my sub headspace,

”Yes, Sir.”

I feel a heat spread through my core as his hands travel down so he can grope my ass. ”Jump.” I wrap my legs around his waist and he takes us into the bedroom, he lays me down on the bed and holds my hands down while he places kisses down my neck. I softly sigh and close my eyes as he begins to mark me.

”I came across that photo you sent me a month ago, the picture of you in that lilac lingerie. Got worked up thinking about that night and how beautiful you looked,” he mumbled against my neck.

He pulled my shirt over my head then unhooked my bra, flinging them across the room before he started marking down my chest. He continued to hold my hands down so I couldn't move them, I whined and clenched my hands into fists as he started teasing my nipple.

”Please, Sir, I need to touch you. Let me at least take your flannel off,” I begged, he smirked and let go of my hands. My hands went to undo the rest of his buttons while his hands went to my breasts, pinching my nipples when he wasn't massaging them. His lips were on mine once again as I finally slid the flannel off him, my hands roaming his chest and soon going behind his neck to hold him close to me.

Now he is obviously the dominant one in the relationship, so of course, he has rules for me; that I never break. God help me if I ever break a rule, he's never had to punish me before so I have no idea what his punishments are like.

Regardless, there was one rule that he took away rather quickly, and that was touching or grabbing him without his permission. One night, I was so whiny and needy, I begged to touch him for so long, so he let go of my hands that he held down and gave me permission.

I had immediately wrapped my arms around him, holding him close to me, scratching down his back, arms, and chest, clinging onto him like a koala while he made me cum. He took that rule away after that because he loved it so much, he felt how I trembled against his chest and realized how much pleasure I was in by the scratches I left.

He started grinding his bulge against my clothed core, I softly moan and hold onto him tighter. ”I want you so bad, Sir,” I whisper after pulling away from the kiss. My body felt like it was on fire, I needed him so badly and the way he’s grinding on me right now only made me needier. One of his hands left my chest and traveled downwards, caressing my stomach in such a way that filled me with excitement.

”Your body is so beautiful.”

He slips his hand under my shorts and begins rubbing my clit, I arch my back and mewl at his touch, finally getting some relief. His movements were slow at first, but he picked the pace up quickly and not long after pushed two fingers into me, curling them to hit my g spot.

Jae leans down to me, kissing my ear and whispering sweet yet sinful things to me, I tug at his hair and whimper, already feeling my high approaching, I clench around his fingers and he stops his movements and leaves my shorts. The feeling melted away and I look up to him and whine,

”I’ve been so good for you, Sir! Please, don't stop.”

”I know you have, Princess, and I'm so proud of you. Don't worry, you'll get your relief,” he begins, sitting up from the bed before placing gentle kisses down my stomach. He starts pulling my shorts off and leaves a kiss right above my heat, he rolls onto his back and motions for me to sit on my knees.

”I just want you to get off from my mouth, now come here.”

I sit up and he helps me position myself over his face, my legs are slightly shaking but it's mostly from anticipation. I begin to lower myself but he was too impatient, he grabs my hips and jerks me down to his face, immediately eating me out like a starved man.

I lewdly moan out and roll my hips against his mouth, loving the way he sucks on my clit and swirls his tongue around my folds before plunging it into me. I feel my high coming back and he can tell by the look on my face, as he continues to tongue fuck me, his hand leaves my hip and goes to my clit, circling it fast with his thumb.

I throw my head back and release all onto his tongue, my legs are trembling as he licks me clean. I start to move off of his face but he grips my hips tighter and starts devouring me again, I still hadn't fully recovered from the orgasm and I yelped, my core was so sensitive and Jae showed no mercy.

”W-wait, I'm still s-sensitive!” I cried out. It was all so intense, he seemed to not care as he still continued. My hands were in his hair and I tried to keep my body up, thankfully he still had a good grip on me. ”Taste so fucking good,” he murmurs against me.

I already felt my next high approaching, I squirmed above him while moaning out from the pleasure, the orgasm washed over me like a wave, and my legs were shaking furiously now. ”Look at you, Princess, you're dripping all over me,” he points out. This time he licks me clean and helps me off of him, laying me down on the bed and hovering over me.

He smashes his lips against mine and grinds into me, ”Fuck, say my name, Princess,” he groans while leaving my lips, kissing my neck down to my breasts. ”Jae,” I gasp as he attached his mouth to my nipple. He groans against my nipple at the sound of his name off of my lips, sucking and nibbling it softly before he crawls back up to me.

I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him closer, ”Jae, please,” I whine while trying to rub against him. He smirks and pushes my hips down, unbuttoning his pants and tossing them, along with his underwear, to the side.

He takes his dick and begins rubbing it up and down my slit, teasing my entrance slowly before hitting my clit with it, after what seemed like an eternity and me whining for him, he finally pushed into me.

A pornstar-like moan leaves my mouth, I arch my back as he plunges into me at a quick and steady pace, grabbing onto his arms and pulling him closer to me. The feeling of him hitting my g spot is so intense, he knows my body so well and he loves showing it off.

I remember that time we stayed up all night, trying out various positions and things such as choking, edging, toys, etc. He already knew what he liked, but he wanted to know what I liked. He told me how he wanted to be the only one that could fulfill my fantasies and desires, and he's doing an amazing job at it.

I kissed his neck before I began to suck it, leaving little marks all over. His moans were deep, his hands were on my hips and gripping them tightly. I scratched down his arms and let my head fall to the bed, ”S-shit, Jae,” I whimper underneath him.

”What is it, Princess? Does it feel good?”

His smirk was so devilish. ”You’re taking my dick so well, such a good girl.” he praised into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I clench around him as I feel my orgasm coming, ”Cum for me, Princess,” he moans deeply into my ear. I hold onto him as I fall apart, leaving scratches down his back as my body twitches, ”J-Jae,” I moan to him before letting myself fall back with my head to the side.

He slows down his thrusting and softly grabs my chin, turning me to face him, ”So fucking gorgeous,” he groans as he picks up his pace again. I choke on air from the sensitivity, looking up at him with doe eyes ”I’m too s-sensitive!” I cry, clutching onto his body.

He chuckles darkly and pushes me back down on the bed, holding my hands down and continues to pound into me. I cry out and arch my back once again, curling my toes as I start to feel yet another orgasm.

”Does my Princess want to cum all over my dick again? I bet you would fucking love that, wouldn't you?” he purrs, biting his lip as he watches my body twitch. I nod my head furiously with imploring eyes, ”Please, S-sir, I want to cum all over your dick agai-Fuck! J-Jae,” I beg, moaning his name out at the end.

He moved his hand to my neck, gripping it and squeezing the sides, ”Then cum.” My eyes roll to the back of my head, my free hand goes to his arm and scratches down it, the feeling was like ecstasy and even though I was extremely sensitive, I yearned for more.

The moaning that was leaving my mouth was high pitched, it sounded so innocent to Jae and he craved more of it. ”You look so fucked out, Princess,” he pauses and pulls out of me, proceeding to flip me onto my stomach, ”I think you can handle a few more.”

He makes me cum at least 4 more times, at one point he came in me and switched back to using his fingers and mouth while he waited for his erection to come back. The feeling in my core is so intense, I'm begging him for a break at this point to calm down,

”Please, Sir, I can't take anymore, ” I whine, he's hovered over me and he is holding my face in his hand. ”One more, Princess.” He lines himself up to my entrance and pushes in, pounding into me so hard as he holds onto my hips.

I'm shaking beneath him, biting my lip and clawing at his back, he brings his two fingers to my mouth and I suck on them, locking eyes with him as I do so. ”Such a sinful act to suck on my fingers, and yet, you make it look so innocent,” he groans, I inch my hand down his arm to his hand, taking his two fingers and dragging them across my lips before continuing to suck them, I know that drives him wild.

His other hand goes to my clit and rubs it furiously with his thumb, I start moaning desperately around his fingers, wanting to feel that blissful release. My eyes start tearing up from the intensive pleasure and I clench around him, ”Look at you, so desperate, I fucking love this look so much,” he groans, closing his eyes from the pleasure,

”Cum with me, Princess.”

I let go for the last time, pulling him down and kissing him, I mewl against his lips and hold onto him tightly as we ride out the euphoric feeling. My body is shaking against his, the lewd noises I'm making are whiny and loud, Jae watches me writhe in pleasure and gently wipes the tears from my face.

I feel him release in me and we both collapse in each other's arms, ”That was amazing, you looked so beautiful, Princess.” He kisses my forehead and we start to cuddling, our chests pressed together as we stared at one another and basked in the afterglow.

His hair was sticking to his forehead do to the sweat, his lips were still as plump as ever, but his eyes weren't as dark as they were before. His eyes were soft and loving, his dominant ambiance always stays, but in this moment, it's not in a sexual way. Just a protective and caring way.

”Say my name...I don't have a reason for it, I just really want to hear you say it,” he whispers to me, his voice was soft as he caressed my face. I lean into him and kiss him tenderly before whispering back to him,

”Jae.”

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onyourzeus · 3 years

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11:48 am | pjh

title: 11:48am pairing: park jaehyung (of day6) & you genre: fluff, bullet style words: 2.1k

author’s note: mmm i’m kind of meh about this but i jus really needed to write so i don’t lose motivation, but this is just a short fic requested by this anon asking for a lazy day scenario with jae. hope it’s still an okay read.

any requests? check my pinned post if i’m accepting any at the moment, thanks!

once you receive a specific text from jae on a regular day

“whatchu doinnnn”

you know he’s wondering if you’re not busy, and if you come hang out at his place

which, for the majority of the time, you always tell him “not much. y?”

even though you’re 99% sure of what he wants out of you

you have already made your way to a coffee shop before he had replied

“same. wanna do nothing together? :)”

so u get two coffees: one americano and one vanilla latte (as much as you want to cut down calories here, there is no way you can drink just water and espresso by itself

you decide on getting two sandwiches as well, it’s close to noon and there’s a high probability that jae just woke up and he hasn’t even moved from the bed

you’re lowkey happy that jae texts you first (assumingly) during days like this because, honestly you miss the 6 foot lanky nerdy soft boy a lot

jae has a habit of keeping to himself during his downtime, especially now

but with him streaming and having new friends through the platform has helped him socialize and feel a sense of normalcy from the world, which you are really glad for

he’s mentioned how much he misses doing band activities but doesn’t really elaborate on them

he think he talks about it too much and that you wouldn’t want to hear his repetitive whining

you don’t have the needed bravery in your heart (yet) to tell him you will never get bored or feel burdened by his thoughts, no matter what they entail

so for now, when he asks of your presence in his lovely abode— you make time for him. always.

even if it’s just a lazy day of doing nothing

you knock on his door and text him at the same time. you look around his neighborhood and enjoy the peace and quiet outside. you wonder if jae’s soundproof walls work well enough for his next door neighbors this time. you had told him multiple times that sungjin wouldn’t appreciate the noise too much, and he if he wanted to play he can do so at your place

however you never suggested that last thought. it swam in the sea of your thoughts one too many times but it never came to shore. you thought too much about the implications of that idea

besides, what good came out of reminding him of his streamer noises is that he finally has an apartment of his own

and you don’t feel as shy or out of place whenever you came over to the one he shared with the boys

“oh hey, wasn’t expecting you,” jae had opened the door and you snap out of your wondering

he greets you with drowsy eyes, a full yawn and long strands of hair sticking out everywhere

you huff out a breath and show the goods in your hands. “you’re definitely gonna need this.”

his eyes light up as he recognizes the contents of the paper bag

“whaaaat you shouldn’t have, i was about to order for delivery,” he tries for an innocent tone but the goofy smile on his face makes that extra trip to the cafe worth it

“you’re welcome, jae.”

lazy days with jae come in two ways

number one: absolutely the title. you crash on the bed, he scolds you for it but then you feel his crushing weight on top of you for revenge or

you hog the couch, splay your legs until jae does the same thing and entangles all your limbs together it becomes a semi wrestling match

number two: he’d end up wanting to do something all this time, either jam on his guitar or play WoW with you in the background, just watching

commenting on things you have 0 knowledge about, and him dismissing every words you say with a random scream from his end

“you’re so bad at this lmao”

“NONONO STOPSTOPSTOP NONONO”

“is the riff supposed to sound like that? ew”

“you want your face to meet my guitar? :)”

yeah, banter between you can be brutal like this which is why it gets a little embarrassing to be your true self with him when the others are involved

today, jae seems to just enjoy sipping on his iced coffee while tippy tapping on the floor to sit next to you on the couch

??? how can a grown man do something puppies so effortlessly pull out… just as cute if not even better???

usually, silence isn’t how the two of you spend lazy days together. once he’s thought of a topic to talk about, however out of this world or mundane it could be— the conversations you share are what you cherish the most bonding with jae

“you ever think about the first piece of a roll of sliced bread?”

“you mean the weird looking pieces no one ever chooses first and leaves it there until there’s none of the good slices left?”

“the very one” “what about it?”

“you’re that slice of bread”

“well yeah? jokes on you, you’re the OTHER piece. there’s two in a pack dumbass”

one would mistake this as insulting, but this is how jae shows his affection to you, and you wouldn’t want it any other way

there’s a certain comfort in just.. not deliberating whether you’d overstep a line or say something that would be misconstrued. with jae, you appreciate the candid friendship you mutually benefit from

his sarcastic personality can be a pain at times when not needed, of course, but when you’ve missed him so much it just feels right

“jae your legs are too long for the couch get a new one.” he had taken over the other end of the couch with his legs over yours, and you’re trying your best to make the position comfortable

but being inches close to his socks and noticing that he’s intentionally moving his feet about just to annoy you

“you get me a new couch so we both fit here”

“bro do you know how empty my wallet is rn”

“as empty as your love life?”

“oh we’re talking about ourselves right now? ok cool”

he scoffs at your comeback, but he remains speechless and gives you room to breathe. you panic for a second thinking maybe, this is the unexplained boundary he has to draw a line on? love?

but he puts down his already finished americano, and looks back at you a deadpan expression

you sit up as well, nerves creeping up on your arm. you didn’t want to take it too far and in your defense, this isn’t the first time you teased each other about your, well, non-existent romantic endeavors

“jae, i—”

“oh my god did you see your face?? i was kidding chilllll” he starts to burst into a fit of laughter, the kind where he loses air and lolls his head back

this time you pout, reaching over to flick him on the forehead. his 6th sense had improved a lot overtime being with you as he blocks your hand away from his face, and sticks a tongue out

“you think i wasn’t prepared for that anymore?” he taunt, locking his grip around your wrist

“now you’re just making fun of me” >:(

“you get really puffy cheeks and look adorable when you’re mad”

“THAT IS NOT A VALID REASON!!”

eventually he lets you go, pats your head then proceeds to just ruffle it as messy as his, and in an instant your mood changes again

you shouldn’t lie to yourself anymore, you love jae’s company and it would kill you if he’d one day decide he’s too old or too “mature” for moments like this

you get winded up with denial of having a crush on your best friend, and you’re so sure he knows at this point

because he reels you back into the present and challenges you to a game os super smash bros

and when he loses, he does it again. and you win again, and this time he says it was just a warm-up and he shouldn’t go easy on you anymore

and then you win again, and you’re the one cackling in the air at his look of defeat as well as the 6 losses he had endured during the matches

“man you’re getting rusty”

“am not! i’ve just been playing WoW too much i’m not used to switch controls anymore…”

“sure buddy”

“HEY, 1v1 me in league right now, i dare you”

“no”

“WHY?”

“you only have one desktop, stupid. i didn’t bring my laptop”

“oh so by default I win :D”

nothing can ever get away with jae, he always needs to have the last laugh with you and at times it’s frustrating, but his carefree charisma has grown on you so much that you anticipate what else he has in store to give you a hard time

jokes on him, you fall for jae just an inch deeper the more he treats you comfortably this way

it’s only been an hour or two, but jae had decided that he’s done enough productive stuff for the day (read: losing too many times) and invited you over to chill on his bed

it’s not an uncommon sight for the both of you to lie next to each other, taking turns with queueing up music on spotify. songs you and jae love together, and those that are new to your ears

sometimes, you’d talk over the playlist— it becomes more of background noise as jae asks you about your day, the days before that, and what you’re planning on doing in the future

he doesn’t ask for specific answers, he likes to hear how you’ve been feeling, emotionally so

jae has always been intrigued by other people’s perception of themselves, of the things around them, and of what they think of the universe in the back of their minds

it was a little too much to handle, those questions of his, when you first were just getting to know each other

but he eased into it naturally, confessing about his love for the moon— its beauty in appearance, and the beauty of its purpose

which made you think… you’re in love with the moon too, not just what you see in the sky

but what you see right next to you right now

jae had given you enough time before to open up about your own thoughts, struggles, and share secrets with him. it didn’t take long until you found the trust between you and held onto it for dear life

lazy days with jae can be just that— lazy, loafing around the house, stealing a chip or two from each other’s bag, falling asleep to the sound of lofi music on the speaker

but it can go this way too: with jae explaining how good this one song can be, the metaphors every verse carries with the melody. “you’ve always heard of chocolate eyes or whatever, but blueberry? and to describe the setting sun as strawberry skies? amazing, GENIUS”

and you laugh, and listen to the same song over and over as per jae’s request until he overpowers the original vocals— and you don’t complain, there’s not a sound you love to hear on a lazy afternoon than his low register, the kind of singing he does just for the heck of it. he’s not exerting too much range, too much work on the words he sings— he’s just doing so to comfort him, to bring life to the room, to dwell on each poetic verse’s meaning

i’m so lost in your blueberry eyes

he finishes singing, and the playlist shuffles to an instrumental lofi track with an upbeat, charming rhythm to it

jae keeps his eyes closed, smiling to himself probably proud for his faux performance

“you done gloating in your head yet, jae?”

“shut up i’m feeling the moment”

you poke his shoulder with yours, and you’re suddenly hyper aware at how close the two of you are.. physically, right now

he turns his head towards you, eyes fluttering, lips slightly open. he catches you staring, and it’s too sudden for you to look away and pretend it’s not awkward at all

“what are you doing?” he asks, a lilt of teasing on his voice but his eyes never leave yours

“sh..shut up,” you quip in a small voice, looking down on your laying bodies before turning away, cheeks warm

“wait what? what i was asking a genuine question—”

“i was.. feeling the moment, okay? god jae you’re annoying” you mutter under your breath, a lousy response to cover up the pounding in your chest

“this moment feels really nice, doesn’t it?” he says next to you, quiet but gentle

you pause for a second, taking in his words and letting go of the smile you’re trying to hold off on

your heart is still racing, but there wasn’t a need to worry about stumbling with your feelings

if jae himself is enjoying your own company right now

“it is. if it’s with you, it really is.”

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