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datingintampafails · 4 years

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Chapter 22: Jaden*

“Better Together” Jack Johnson

I matched with Jaden*, and based on his main picture, a professionally taken headshot, I got the feeling this guy was out of my league for sure. I matched with him one time, my opening message being about his eye color, with some adjective I cannot remember, but the 24 hour window expired before he responded. A couple days later I saw him profile again, matching for a second time, my opener this attempt was simply “hello again.” He answered with “Let’s hang out.” I ask him about his intentions and he says no clue, asking me about mine. After explaining myself, he says he is “in the EXACT same boat.”

After that, I tried to get him to fill out the dating application. He refused, despite me telling him essentially I’d be asking the same questions anyway. He said he would rather learn about each other in person, which is fair. Since this is more or less the same time as Allen*, I tell him the same thing regarding waiting to get tested before I go out and meet anyone. He says “that’s nice of you.” I suggest instead a virtual drink and he just replies that he hates these times. I agree but acknowledge that at least I’m trying and once I’m negative we can get drinks in person. He asks when I took the test and I admit that I haven’t taken it yet and am getting it the following day. “At least you’re honest” he tells me. I tell him I don’t see the point of lying, which he says is a “good trait.” I make a joke about him being a realtor and that his job is not lying but putting positive spins on things and he finds that really funny for some reason.

I request that since he wouldn’t take my dating application, if I can at least ask him the most important question. He says “Yes” then “I do not like anal.” I sent him a full line of “haha”s. “Oh wait that wasn't the question sorry haha” was what he said next. Funny. “That’s a very important answer too… I’m glad” I tell him. Then I asked the actual important question, regarding children, and at first he said “I want kids, couple, not for at least 5 years or so.” I give him a “womp womp” essentially saying, wrong answer. I explain myself and then he says “Lol that'll probably be my path. [Kids are] too pricy and I want to travel and build my career.” The question with this 180 remains, is that how he really feels or is he trying to appease me? Either way it seems one of the answers was a lie or at least less truth.

After this, I send him five messages, two related to what he said, one saying I like his vibes and want to go out once my test is back, a follow up after he doesn’t reply a day later saying “if you’d like to of course,” and then “officially no rona” two days after the previous message when I got no responses. I figured this dude was bored, but he hadn’t unmatched me yet so I figured I’d still sort of try. He finally responds to that last message with a “yesssssssssss.” He tries to make plans for that afternoon but I tell him I’m working. I ask him about Saturday night, he says he has no plans so far and I say “You do now” with a wink emoji. We plan the night, settling on me cooking dinner and having some drinks at my place. I thank him for motivation/a reason to clean my house. The reason that I chose night, is I actually have a date scheduled as well with another guy for lunch.

He asks me about weed, if I smoke, getting Peter* flashbacks here. In my blurb about my feelings on weed, I specifically tell him “I prefer not on one on one time that someone be high.” He simply says “I dont act like a little stoner but I get it” I ask follow up questions which lead me to finding out he habitually, daily, smokes marijuana. I ask him about how that works during the COVID pandemic, he says that the price has gone up but otherwise it’s the same. I then inquire about what he’s up to that night. No response.

Then it’s past midnight and officially Saturday, the day we are supposed to meet up. I ask “Sooooo gameplan?” No response. I don’t want to keep messaging and messaging, so I just see if he will come back out of the woodwork. The guy that I was supposed to have lunch with messages me around that time saying unfortunately he cannot make lunch anymore, so that’s cancelled. I don’t see the point in telling Jaden* that my afternoon has freed up or anything like that.

When the day comes, my friend invites me to the beach and I say I’ll come since my daydate was cancelled and “I’m pretty sure that I’m being stood up for my nighttime date as well so I don’t care.” As we drive up to the beach, I see that lady and her two kids from when Ethan* and I was at the beach. I’m sure it's them. I’m weak in my vulnerability so I actually break down and text him, telling him that I spotted them. I do not expect a response. My friend and I had a good time at the beach, but got rained out so our four hour trip turned into only two. It was really hot outside though so we were okay with it being cut short. Still no word at all from Jaden*.

Now when it is 6:30pm, I feel that officially I have been stood up. By this point, I'd already cooked dinner and had finished it, so even if he did magically appear I would tell him too bad. I message him to redeem myself, “Well if you actually wanna meet up let me know. I’m pretty busy so my time is valuable” I also add a stone faced emoji, because I’m sick of this shit, frankly. An hour after that, he messages me “hey!!” I for some reason don’t get the notification, and when I check my phone about 40 minutes later, I just reply “lol hi.” An hour and a half after my response, he gives me his number and asks me to text him. Here’s some screenshots.

My phone rings and it’s him. “Are you in an SUV?” I am and I jump as a figure appears to my left, it is him. The lightning storm going on has transgressed into a full on rain. We quickly hug hello as he escorts me to the door and the safety of no rain.

Once inside, I am greeted by his lab, a really nice pupper that I give lots of pats to. I’m then introduced to his friend. Jaden* offers me a drink, I let him make me a drink with some local rum. It is made way too strong, and I add some of my sparkling juice to the mixture to try and soften it up. It marginally works, but I just slowly sip on it.

Both Jaden* and his friend are outgoing and friendly, we talk about random stuff, shoot the shit. Honestly, thus far I am getting along better with the friend, not in a romantic way, but just a regular way. Jaden* is a little too talkative, occasionally interrupting, and loud. I cannot tell if he is drunk, high, or whatever, but he just seems a little off. Since I have no baseline of what he is like sober, it’s hard to tell. Jaden* brags about me, essentially saying that I was so nice and awesome and was going to make him dinner, which I make a point of adding “oh don’t worry I still made it, I just ate it myself” to be cheeky. He continues talking about miscellaneous other stuff, mostly things I cannot connect to at all, as it relates to other mutual friends the other two have.

He stops at one point and says “oh! You said I have some explaining to do so here you are” and he goes on to say that he went to watch the Barcelona soccer game with friends, and upon them winning, continued the celebration with drinking all day, he repeats a few times, “it’s not a good excuse, but it’s an honest one.” I shrug and say “I mean that’s okay.” He goes on to tell another similar story about when he was in college and skipped hockey practice, again like “it’s not a good excuse but it’s an honest one.”

Then another friend comes by, it’s a female. She is nice and seems to be long time friends with them both. They (meaning the two friends of Jaden*) are discussing plans to go to another bar or something in a little, but they end up sticking around for another hour and a half. Jaden* mentions he’s hungry (munchies??) and upon looking in his fridge, there’s nothing to eat except literally lunch meat. He eats the lunch meat, offers me some, which I decline, and actually goes back a second time to eat the rest of it after 5 minutes. He complains he’s still hungry so I say I’ll look up food options for him. He orders food (McDonald’s) and offers me to get whatever I want, I’m barely hungry so I opt for some small fries and a small frozen coke.

Jaden* has prepared some weed and puts it in a vaporizer, him and the male friend partake, both myself and the other woman decline. He now brings out a guitar and tries to play the beginning of a song, making us all guess what it is. He plays so sloppily and in combination with the guitar being out of tune, I have no clue. He repeats the set of notes like five times before revealing it’s the beginning of “that one Jack Johnson song.” Upon later googling, it was “Better Together.” He asks everyone if anyone knows anything on guitar, I sheepishly go “oh I used to play as a kid, I know like one song.” I take the guitar and play the one song I know by heart on guitar in fast succession, Beethoven’s Fur Elise. They’re all just staring at me blankly, confused that this quiet chill chick just whipped out legitimate guitar skills out of nowhere. I also continue to just strum on the guitar while everyone talks, just to have something to do. Jaden* takes the guitar back to try and tune it with some app on his phone. He complains about how the app doesn’t really work to tune it and that it is still out of tune. The guitar gets put away.

Jaden* now is complaining about how he “ordered his food an hour ago and it’s still not here;” it has been fifteen minutes. His friend believes him; “it has not been an hour” I say so as to not sympathize with him. He is again bragging about me, and talking about how nice I am and that he liked that when we were talking on Bumble. The flattery is something I’m immune to but I thank him. Next he goes into a long winded story about when he partied with Justin Bieber back when he was dating Selena Gomez, “he could have had any girl he wanted at that party” he attested, “but he didn’t and he even went upstairs to talk to her on the phone. Biebs is loyal.” Also don’t really care about Biebs so I was not impressed by this anecdote. We did randomly bond over liking old Adam Sandler movies, specifically my favorite, Little Nicky, and agreed we’d watch that tonight. Randomly his dog jumped up on the couch next to me and I noticed that the dog had a boner, which was awkward and I pushed him away so I wouldn’t get humped.

The friends finally left a little before 1 am, I told Jaden* that I wanted to get going by 2 since I had stuff to do the next day and needed to get back to my dog. He says that’s fine and then gets mad about his food still not being there after at this point long enough to bitch. Now that he’s a little closer to me, I can smell his breath and it is horrid. It smells just like butt. I assume from a mix of the smoke and alcohol he had been drinking all day.

He calls McDonald's and gets in an argument with the lady. It’s really weird and off putting. On the phone he is saying how he’s worked at restaurants and know how the system works with delivery services, and the fact that they’re “still working on it” means such and such. They claim it’s already been picked up despite the app saying it hasn’t. He says he is just going to order from somewhere else. I’m arguing with him that nowhere he orders food from is going to get there quicker at this point and to just wait. Finally the UberEats updates and it will be there in 10 minutes which calms him down. He remembers he has a cookie and goes to eat it. I do find it pro status that he microwaves the cookie for a little bit. He asks me if I want some, I say sure, but then he tries to spoon feed a piece to me. I go with it; the cookie is actually pretty good. He offers me another piece, again spoon feeding it to me. A little weirdly intimate.

We go back to the couch to finally start Little Nicky. I’ve seen this movie countless times at this point so it’s not super important that I pay attention. He briefly rubs my shoulder and it feels good, I try to convince him to give me a full shoulder rub, and offer one to him as well. He gets his, I successfully break out a knot in his shoulder. When it's presumably now my turn, I get that same shoulder rubbed for maybe one minute, then he stops. Disappointing. He attempts to kiss me quite a few times, and I unenthusiastically peck/kiss back, but again, his breath is rancid so I’m not trying to get too close to that.

The food finally arrives. There’s no straws so I tried to open the top of my coke and it accidentally splattered on the (brown) couch. I run to the kitchen to get paper towels and come back to clean it. I apologize and he says it’s ok.

He’s eating his food, and is of course to my dismay chewing with his mouth open/smacking his lips, so if it wasn’t already a no go, it now officially was. I stay with my promise to just hang a little longer though. He snarfs down his food, I eat some fries and eat my frozen coke with a spoon. He’s done eating and we go back to spooning to watch the movie. He keeps lighting kind of humping me, which is just super weird, and I ignore that it’s happening. He seems to be completely flaccid which makes it even stranger.

After maybe 15 minutes, I notice that he’s no longer really laughing at the movie or doing anything, I peer back and realize this dude is sleeping. Great. I just lay there and continue to watch the movie. Honestly, I almost drift off to sleep a few times too; it’s late and I’m bored/tired. I check my watch and it’s now 1:58am. I start to get up and say “ok it’s almost 2, I gotta get going.” He awakens and grumbles at me.

He becomes legitimately angry at me for actually following through with what I said I was gonna do. “What the hell I thought we were gonna hang?” I tell him that like I came over but told him we weren’t hooking up so that shouldn’t have been an expectation. “I see, leaving at exactly 2, wow.” I’m just gathering my things and not saying a word. He mumbles at me and I cannot make out half the words he says, but says something like “I don’t think I’m the guy you’re looking for.” I respond, “I can’t really understand you right now, but yeah that’s okay.” It is clear to me this guy is not compatible with me whatsoever.

I’m still trying to be more or less not a total bitch, so I give him a peck on the forehead goodbye. I was holding my open frozen coke, so unfortunately in leaning over I again still had a little of the drink on the sofa. Whereas last time he was calm about it, now he is pissed. “AND YOU JUST KEEP SPILLING SHIT ON MY COUCH! GET IT TOGETHER!” He is being a jerk and I am no longer standing by and being friendly, “I’m gonna fucking clean it up again chill out, damn. You don’t have to be such a fucking asshole” He repeats yelling at me about his couch, that is the same color as the beverage so besides it looking wet, it will not stain. “Whatever” I say. I double check I have all my things, as the last thing I would want to do is have to come back here to get a belonging of mine. He is staring at me as I do this like “hurry up and leave. ”As I have my things and I’m about to head out the door, he randomly becomes nice again, “alright catch you later” “probably not,” I respond as I close the door behind me.

I shake my head to myself as I leave and at least the rain has stopped. I actually even feel tears sort of welling in my eyes. I am tired of having such terrible experiences, getting slack from guys I barely even know, having to put on a smile, some make-up, and put myself out there, just to be treated like shit. I drive home without incident, I think about blocking his number, but I figure that can wait until tomorrow. I get home a little before 2:30am, greet my dog, let her sniff me since I smell like another dog at this point, before changing into my pajamas again.

Later that morning, I get a text from Jaden*:

I have no reason to continue the conversation after that. I figured I would be honest because, why not. If I can at least try and teach him a lesson for the next woman, then my suffering will not be for nothing. Another night I won’t forget, similar to Peter*, but at least he did have a clean apartment before I came along.

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taeminsphltrum · 7 years

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Act of Kindness | 02 |

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Yoo Kihyun | Fake relationship!AU | Fluff | Smut

Since day one, boundaries and personal space were never really part of the picture.

His hands are fidgeting when you spot him. Lip caught in between his teeth, eyes quickly scanning the room as he looks for you or anyone who could possibly notice him. There are only a few other people in the library, minding their business with their noses in the books in front of them.

"Hey,“ you say softly when you’re next to his seated body, gently touching his shoulder. You feel when his body starts and then he’s looking up at you with wide eyes before he’s sighing in relief.

He pulls out the seat next to him and you sit in it, putting your bag on the table in front of you.

“I’m sorry to ask you to meet me so late,” he utters, hand going up to scratch at the back of his neck.

It’s after ten and you have to wake up at eight in the morning, and you don’t know how long this conversation will take, but you’re sure with his busy life this was the earliest he could schedule this talk so you just shrug, not bothered by the time.

“It’s cool. How are you?”

Kihyun looks taken aback by your words, head leaning back in the slightest and eyes growing in size, and then he’s chuckling to himself.

“Emotionally, I’m definitely better than last night. But with this scandal,” he sighs, putting his elbow on the table then resting his chin in his open palm. “the members and the company have been on my ass all day about it. What about you?”

After seeing the pictures and doing some research you didn’t bother looking at what was being said about the situation, or scandal as Kihyun said. Not that you aren’t curious, but you’d rather just not know if people are being rude or disrespectful especially when it’s not what they all think. The only thing you know is one of his fans called you pretty, and you only know that because Krystal sent you a screenshot.

This is the first time you’ve stepped out the house today so it’s not like anyone could’ve spotted you. It was the perfect day to binge watch a new Netflix series.

“It’s not really affecting me,” you reply sheepishly, eyes drifting from his face to the floor.

You feel bad for putting him in this position, but at the same time, you’re happy you stopped to have that talk with him because as he said before, he’s a lot better emotionally. If it weren’t for you, he would most likely still be crying alone and hiding his true feelings away from his members and the world.

“That’s good,” he nods. “You don’t seem to be getting much hate either.”

That makes you look back up at him.

His exhaustion is too blatant to miss. You’re sure he just wants to be in bed instead of at a dead library in the middle of the night talking to the girl that has caused more stress in his life.

“So what’s the plan?” you ask, putting some pep in your voice. “You said it’s not as easy as telling them I was a fan passing by so what is it we can do?”

When he starts biting on his bottom lip again you know you’re going to be told bad news. Kihyun studies you for a while, thinking about what he’s going to say to you.

“Starship- my company- wants us to date,” he says slowly.

And there’s drift in the atmosphere.

You don’t mean to let your mask slip, but you can’t help the way your face twists up in a mixture of confusion and distaste.

“You’re kidding,” you deadpan.

“This scandal has given us a lot of attention and if they confirm it then it could be beneficial to all of us, including you.”

You laugh dryly at his last two words.

This situation can’t benefit you in any way. The only things you’ll get out of this is attention, possibly more compliments, hate, and possible stalkers. You don’t hate attention and you have tough skin, but this isn’t really the life you want to live. You could’ve just auditioned to be famous for this type of treatment.

“Benefit me? Yeah, okay.”

He shrugs. “I mean, I’m an interesting, nice looking guy. I’ve been told I give the best hugs and that I’m a great kisser.”

You scoff at his self-praise and nod. “Right. That’s not convincing me at all.”

“You didn’t let me finish,” Kihyun says with a wink. “In addition to being around this handsome, kind hearted, funny guy… I would love to have you around when I break down again,” the greasy look from before is exchanged with genuity when he realizes his attractiveness isn’t the way to your heart and you catch a glimpse of the stranger you met on the corner of the street before his next words are spilling from his mouth. “Plus, you’d be getting a check out of it.”

Your eyes squint at him as he reaches for and grabs your hand that’s on top of the table. How did he go from looking like a nervous mess to bribing you and putting the moves on you?

“A check?” you parrot.

“Depends on how long you stick around. You could get anything starting from one grand to fifteen grand…”

It takes you a while to process his words. His company is willing to pay you that much just to date him? You understand you kind of put them in the spotlight but damn that’s an awfully big bribe.

And you’d be stupid as hell not to take it.

“How long do you need me?”

A smile breaks loose on his face and the hand on top of yours is squeezing.

“If you can make it to a month we’ll talk about how much you’ll be getting. But you can’t be a lousy girlfriend.”

You snort at his words. Why would you even dare to be a lousy girlfriend when such a large amount of money is on the table. You’re not even a greedy or materialistic girl, but this money could definitely help with college and you’ll possibly even have some extra to keep for a very rainy day.

“I’ll be the best damn girlfriend and therapist you’ve ever had.”

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“No one, not even family can know.”

You want to scream.

It’s been a week since you went up to Starship and talked to the CEO and things have been quiet. Well, aside from them confirming the relationship with a picture you hadn’t known was taken before; the two of you sitting on the sidewalk intensely staring at each other that one eventful night. It looked like gazes of love, but in all actuality, it was nothing but concern on your side and hurt and frustration on his.

Oh, and aside from your name, age and where you work being told to the public. You expected everyone knowing your name and age, but someone in the comments just had to tell everyone oh that’s the girl that works at Ahn’s Cafe.

Some people had things to say about you being younger than him, but just like last time, you prefer not to know what is being said. Krystal, still just as clueless as everyone else and still fuming at the fact you’ve been silent and pretty much ignoring all of her questions dealing with Kihyun, has continued to send things that caught her eye. If she thinks you should know what’s being said, she’ll send you screenshots.

The things you actually have seen range from:

oh i thought he liked older girls

i mean she is cute

ahhh look at the way she looks at him

You might be going crazy.

Every time you think about the situation it has you laughing.

Thanks to your new relationship your job has also gained a lot of popularity. And it’s not even like they all come into the cafe and order something so that they can stalk you. No. The majority of them are outside the cafe, peeking inside through the glass of the doors and windows. You wish you could just give them the biggest mean mug ever so that they would back up, but you have to give off a friendly vibe.

Starship wants you to keep at least a pleasant look on your face. They know smiling through all of the bull shit is impossible, but you all have an image to keep up.

All you want to do is vent to someone. No doubt you can make it through the fake smiles and attention, but having to keep it all in is going to drive you nuts.

Krystal has so many questions and you have all the answers and so much more you want to let her know, but when you signed that contract you promised not tell a single soul. Of course you trust Krystal, but there’s always the possibility of her slipping up and you can’t let that happen.

And it’s not like you can vent to Kihyun.

First of all, he’s pretty much still a stranger. He knows nothing about you other than the things that have been posted and your address, and you know nothing about him. He’s busy as hell, especially now that a comeback is around the corner, so his manager says. You haven’t even spoken to him since that night at the library. You caught a quick glimpse of him when you were leaving the CEO’s office. He smiled and nodded while the rest of the group stared and you could even feel their eyes on your back as you walked out the building.

Kihyun has sent you a few texts, asking how you’re holding up. The conversations always go the same; he asks if you’re okay, you say yes and make a joke about having your own fanbase(at least that’s what Krystal has been jokingly saying) or about how well your pictures came out that day, he laughs and says something cheesy about understanding why because you’re some adjective alike to gorgeous and a good person, you ask him how he’s been and he tells you about how tired, excited, or bored he is before both of you are saying goodnight.

You’re glad you didn’t get stuck with a stuck-up, narcissistic asshole who doesn’t give a shit about how you’re handling the situation.

But then again you doubt you would even be in this position if he was that type of guy.

You kind of feel bad that you still haven’t saved his number.

Secondly, talking to Kihyun about it would barely make you feel better. He knows everything already and there are no words of wisdom or encouragement that he can give you to make you feel better.

It’s not like you’re dying or anything but it would be nice to have someone for your sanity.

Tonight is super dead at Ahn’s and your boss would probably kill you if he saw you sitting at one of the booths near the front counter with your head down on the table. Your arms are terrible pillows but you’re more concerned about how bored and tired you are. It’s too early to start cleaning up and you’re the last one here, so why not rest until a customer comes? If anyone even comes. It’s nine on a Wednesday night. Why is the cafe even open right now?

A bell ringing signals a new customer and you internally groan as you sit upright and put on a genuine enough smile to greet them.

“Hey, beautiful.”

Seven guys are piling into the cafe when you look up and Kihyun is walking up to you immediately, embracing you into a tight hug.

You freeze under his hold as your eyes stay on the group of guys at the door who are staring right back at you. Once you finally get some sense, you’re hugging him back.

You wonder if anybody was following them here and he’s putting on an act. It’s hard to tell when he’s never been one for personal space in the first place.

“It’s been a long day and we still have to practice more, so we came by to get some coffee,” he explains. “Plus, I really needed another hug.”

And that explains why he clings onto you until someone is groaning out a playful okay we get it.

You’re kind of embarrassed so you quickly step away from him in favor of going behind the counter and beckoning them over so they can order. You doubt they want to be here for longer than necessary.

Once again, you can feel eyes burning your back as you make each drink and you’re itching to turn around and ask them why the hell they’re staring so damn hard, but you refrain from doing so. They’re probably just curious about who just got stuck with Kihyun and what kind of person you are.

“If you have any questions, comments or concerns you can voice them now instead of staring holes into my back,” you say with a light voice and a smile when you turn back to them, handing a few of them their drinks.

One with silver and blue hair laughs and raises his cup to you before taking a sip. “I like her,” he says to Kihyun, causing the latter to roll his eyes.

“Yeah me too. I get to touch and hold a pretty little therapist whenever I please,” he smirks at him with a wink.

You openly snort at his words as you turn back around to finish the last few drinks.

“You’re only touching me when we need to make a show for your fans and paparazzi,” you remind him. “Or if you’re greeting me,” you add in quickly, not wanting to be too harsh but putting down some rules.

Yes, he does give the best hugs, but you’re not one for unnecessary touching.

Childish ooo’s come from behind you and you stifle a laugh and shake your head.

After handing the rest of them their drinks, they say their goodbyes and start walking out. But Kihyun stays behind.

“Starship wants us to get together soon to discuss details about our relationship so that the public can shut the fuck up and stop asking so many questions,” he says, soon after drinking from his cup before wincing at the temperature of it.

You nod, grabbing a rag and proceeding to wipe the counters off.

“And when exactly is soon?”

“In a couple days most likely.”

Most likely.

You have to know when so that you can ask someone else to take your shift, but you know he probably doesn’t have the answers to your questions, so you just leave it alone for now.

When you turn back to him he’s smiling at you softly.

“What?” you ask, looking around the room dumbly.

He just shakes his head before walking to the door.

“See you soon, gorgeous.”

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